The coffin contained not a dead body, but a living person!
Not only Zhong Beihai and others were shocked, but even Han Sanqian who saw it with his heavenly eye was shocked beyond words.
The bride in the sedan is a dead body, which is enough to attract people, but a living person emerges from the coffin. Why is this?!
One is happy and the other is sad, but they are opposite to each other. This is no longer simply strange to describe. To be precise, it is abnormal and terrifying.
"call!"
Suddenly, at this moment, the suona sounded loudly, with both sides chiming together, extremely high-pitched, and the sound was so sharp that it seemed to tear through the sky.
Everyone couldn't help but cover their ears in discomfort!
But in an instant, the high-pitched sound of the suona suddenly turned to a relatively gentle rhythm, and everyone let go of their hands.
"Where's the corpse... Where's the corpse?" Dao Twelve hurriedly looked back, but the bride lying on the ground in front of him was no longer there. For a moment, he looked around in panic.
This was true for Dao Twelve, and even more so for Ning Yue and Wang Simin, because they were obviously closer to the corpse.
But almost at the moment when I covered my ears, the corpse in front of me disappeared. How could this make people not feel horror and panic?!
Han Sanqian also discovered that the body on the ground was missing. When he looked back, he was suddenly shocked.
On top of the thick black coffin, the bride sits with her legs crossed, wearing a red hijab and a red phoenix robe. It is incompatible with the black wood of the coffin and is intimidating.
Mo Yang wanted to chase him on the spot, but at this time, as the bride sat on the coffin, the two wedding and funeral teams suddenly formed a team, red and black, led by the suona hands of the two teams.
Jumping and walking all the way, slowly towards the village.
"Damn, what the hell? Damn it!" Dao Twelve stood up from the ground, looking at the funeral procession that was gradually going away, Dao Twelve couldn't help but spit, and said extremely depressed.
Han Sanqian and others also came together, murmuring as they looked at the retreating team.
"There has always been a taboo about mourning and mourning. As the saying goes, happiness should not coincide with mourning, and mourning should not coincide with happiness. This is a tradition that has existed throughout the ages, and is even the consensus of all humans. But this village..."
"Not only did the celebration and mourning happen at the same time, but the strange thing is that the two teams of celebrating and mourning finally came together."
"This is absolutely creepy."
"Yes, there is a living person in the coffin, but the bride in the bride's sedan chair is a dead person. The joyful songs are mourning music, but the mourning songs are happy songs. This can no longer be expressed in Zhengcai's words. I can only
To say that these people are simply abnormal!”
At this time, everyone also kept talking!
Han Sanqian couldn't understand this either. As each of them said, this funeral ceremony was really strange and even outrageous.
"Three thousand, this village is already weird even before we enter it. Silong is right, this place is really weird."
"Yes, do we really want to go in? And do we still want to stay?"
Next to him, Mo Yang and others asked softly.
It's not that they are afraid, it's just that they are outside, the place is unfamiliar, and the place is so weird, so they have to be careful.
Han Sanqian frowned, thinking a lot. It was obvious that he was seriously considering all the pros and cons for a while.
However, almost as Han Sanqian was thinking, people were suddenly singing and dancing in the village, and people's laughter could be heard.
But just now, the village was obviously very quiet. How could it completely change in a moment?
Obviously, not only Han Sanqian heard it, but everyone at the scene also heard it, and everyone suddenly showed panic on their faces.
Afterwards, after looking at each other, Dao Twelve stepped forward in front of Han Sanqian and said softly: "Damn, Sanqian, are we walking into hell?"
"This is a village with no village in front and no store in the back. It appears out of nowhere. This possibility cannot be ruled out."
Dao Twelve's words are not unreasonable, but there is one point that Han Sanqian disagrees with: "Although the sun is about to set, has it completely set?"
"No!"
"If it's a ghost, how could it come out before the Yang Qi is gone?" After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he looked at everyone: "Enter the village!"
