Xu Shuo picked up the teapot on the table in the high hall, poured it into his mouth and gargled it, and finally washed away the disgusting smell.
He looked a little weird.
Mainly because this experience was too personal.
Because whether it was the touch and struggle of the body, or the feelings and emotions conveyed from that body, it was actually felt by him who was trapped inside just now.
This is a very strange feeling.
Although Xu Shuo knew that human beings have seven emotions and six desires, and that they will have various emotions such as joy, anger, sadness, fear, fear, and despair under certain circumstances, it was difficult for him to truly empathize.
Because Xu Shuo could no longer remember how long it had been since he had had similar emotional feelings - maybe he had never had them before, or maybe he had had them before but had been forgotten.
That's why he thought it was a very strange feeling.
When emotions burst out from somewhere in the body fill the neurons of the brain, at that moment, the secretion of dopamine feels quite positive.
Of course, it’s definitely not the bride who is excited.
That girl's fear and despair were the most profound he had ever seen.
The scene was frozen.
The girl with eyes full of despair was nailed in the coffin.
Her mouth was sewn shut so that she could not express her grievances, and nails were driven into her body so that her grievances could no longer come out to cause trouble.
Everyone knows that she was wronged.
But just don't care.
Finally, the people around her locked her up with the corpse with expressionless expressions.
After the coffin was closed, the girl and the girl were swallowed up by the boundless darkness, only the putrid corpse and the strong smell of blood.
She will die in this darkness.
"Why doesn't it look good?"
The bride standing aside suddenly spoke again.
Xu Shuo came back to his senses and looked at the bride who was completely different from the struggling and desperate girl in the coffin. She had her hands folded in front of her belly, her posture was dignified and luxurious, with a kind of leisurely elegance.
The wedding hall is pale with different joyful colors, and the white curtain hanging on the tie beams flutters gently, making the bride's blood-red wedding dress more and more brilliant.
Xu Shuo looked at her red hijab and suddenly became curious, wanting to lift it up to see what the face would be like underneath.
But he won't do something like this that might lose his favorability points just yet.
After thinking about it, Xu Shuo answered cautiously: "It's interesting, but it's also quite boring when you think about it."
"tedious?"
The bride's voice rose, she raised her hand to her mouth and seemed to chuckle a few times. After laughing, she nodded and said, "You're right, it's quite boring."
The voice fell.
The scene around them changed again.
Back to the quiet alley.
The bride standing in front of her still held the piece of osmanthus cake in her hand, gently rubbed the cake with her red fingertips, then pinched off a small corner, raised her hand and put it into her red hijab.
The hijab at the bride's mouth moved slightly, as if she was chewing.
Xu Shuo felt a little regretful when he saw this. He thought she had to burn it to eat real food, but now it seems that she can eat it directly?
He also wanted to take the opportunity to ask where the bride's tomb was. He had gone over to burn it.
The bride pinched the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand and said, "Little brat, go back to bed quickly. Don't always come out and wander around at night."
After saying this, the bride turned around and disappeared.
Xu Shuo paused: "Do you want the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt some movement on the plate. He looked down and saw that eight of the remaining nine pieces of osmanthus cake were gone in an instant.
The bride was kind enough to leave a piece for him.
The four paper figures carrying the paper sedan on the ground also disappeared along with the bride, leaving only the white osmanthus flowers still flying in the air and the faint presence and absence of singing voices in the village.
Xu Shuo picked up the last piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and looked up at the sky while eating.
The dark pupils moved slightly, the sweet-scented osmanthus floating in the air disappeared, the singing also disappeared, and only the quiet and deathly silent village really existed.
Xu Shuo looked at the village house at the foot of the Western Mountain again.
In the house, not a single villager was asleep.
Their faces were hideous and terrifying, and their eyes were bloodshot. They looked more like ferocious ghosts than the strange bride, staring motionless at the door of the house.
They all know what's going on outside.
But no one dared to go out.
…
Xu Shuo walked on the quiet village road.
It was my first time to contact the bride, and the information I got was pretty good. The only regret was that she ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake but didn't give me any props.
Of course, he didn't come here entirely for the props.
He remembered this script, and only relying on interpretation would get very little performance value. He needed to explore the story of Osmanthus Village.
Now he's halfway through digging.
What surprised Xu Shuo a little was that the bride seemed to have her own consciousness, and he did not feel any programmed expression from her.
This is quite interesting.
When the director originally extracted this script, he would have dealt with the elements of change in it. If the bride was eliminated and extracted into the script, then she would be just a dry program.
But if the bride's outcome is similar to the kid in "Green Train", then she must have her own thoughts in it.
Xu Shuo was thoughtful and an idea came to his mind.
Suddenly, his steps stopped.
He turned his head and looked in the direction of Beishan.
…
…
After night falls, the village is not really empty.
A rich figure sneaked through the streets and alleys. He held a compass in his hand and walked cleverly to avoid abnormalities that might lead to strange events.
He walked towards Beishan at a leisurely pace.
But when he came to the door of Lao Li's house, his movements suddenly stopped and he looked at the house with some confusion.
There was a rustling sound in the yard.
During the day, the old Li family who came back from the fields found that their mother-in-law and son had died tragically at home, which kicked off the turmoil in Guihua Village. At that time, the villagers were shoving and shoving, and finally agreed that Wang Tiezhu, who lived halfway up Beishan, had killed them.
people.
However, this kind of illogical identification was quickly suppressed by the village chief and Wang Fuhu.
Subsequently, the murder case was temporarily shelved.
The villagers did not choose to call the police, and had no intention of continuing to track down the murderer after the first identification was rejected.
To be honest, this is very weird.
Not only is this inexplicable murder strange, but the attitude of the villagers is also very subtle and strange.
In short, there is something weird about this village!
The figure glanced at the dark mountain not far away. After thinking for a moment, he approached Lao Li's house with cat-like steps and listened carefully to the sounds inside.
Puff puff……
The sound sounded very regularly, as if it was knocking something.
The figure walked around to the window of the courtyard wall again, looked into the courtyard through the dense cypress trees, and vaguely saw a figure standing next to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, seeming to be digging the ground with a hoe.
There is nothing unusual about this scene at first glance.
However, when staring at that man's back, the compass in his hand was spinning crazily!
Danger!
The next moment, the figure in the yard suddenly turned his head and looked here!
The person who was observing in front of the window with his eyes felt his scalp numb for a moment. At the same moment, a hand grabbed his hair and violently pulled him away from the window!
The sudden change made his hair stand on end!
He didn't shout out, probably because of his better quality.
Although the reason was probably because the person pulling his hair was the first to speak out: "Don't make any noise!"
This was an extremely low, hoarse and old voice.
Then, the person with the voice pulled him and quickly ran into the corner of the alley next to him, away from the house and the street.
They didn't see it.
The next second they left, a pair of bloodshot, eerie, lifeless eyes were pressed against the window, gazing sadly at this silent street.
White flowers were flying in the air, making the surroundings even more desolate.
…
"Everyone Wang, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
In the gloomy and dark alley, the old village chief, who was dragging people away, took the initiative and looked suspiciously at the middle-aged man with a rich face and a bloated figure in front of him.
That sneaky figure was none other than Wang Fuhu, the man who helped the old village chief speak during the day.
After losing track of Xu Shuo, the old village chief had no choice but to go down the mountain by himself.
But when he got down to the foot of the mountain, he looked at the vast expanse of silent village houses in the valley, and listened to the occasional singing from all directions. He felt so weak that he didn't dare to go any closer.
At this time, he discovered the movement in Lao Li's yard.
So just like Wang Fuhu's peeping behavior just now, the old village chief was also very curious about the noise he heard, and he happened to be very close, so he simply went to the window to take a peek.
But after just one glance, the village chief immediately stopped his suicidal behavior and planned to return to the foot of the mountain to wait for Wang Tiezhu's return.
Wang Tiezhu asked several times "Where is the cemetery in the village?" This means that the former must be interested in this place, and to go to the cemetery, he must pass through Beishan.
So the other party will definitely come back!
But as soon as he left his front foot, he turned around and saw a sneaky figure coming from the village house to the west, and then stopped in front of Lao Li's house just like he did before.
The village chief took a closer look at this——
Isn’t this Wang Fuhu?!
They just met each other during the day!
However, Wang Fuhu dared to wander in such a weird Osmanthus Village in the middle of the night. Could it be that he also had to do some mission?
The village chief thought for a while and felt that his mission should not conflict with the other party's, so he didn't intend to interfere.
But when he saw that Wang Fuhu also imitated his previous behavior and planned to tease Lao Li's yard, he lost his composure!
Wang Tiezhu hasn’t come back yet!
Don't go looking for trouble!
In an instant, the village chief's old legs were more flexible than anyone else's. He immediately ran over and snatched away Wang Fuhu, who had just stuck to the window to peek!
"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?!"
"Then what are you doing here?"
Wang Fuhu rubbed his scalp and asked.
The old village chief said confidently: "Today is the middle of July. As the village chief of Guihua Village, I have to come out to see who doesn't stay in the house to sleep properly and comes out to cause trouble!"
Wang Fuhu curled his lips: "Today is the middle of July. As the landlord of Guihua Village, I have to come out and see who doesn't want to stay in the house to rest well and wants to dig the ground in the middle of the night!"
"..."
"..."
The atmosphere in the alley fell into silence.
The two looked at each other,
After a while, Wang Fuhu was the first to speak: "So what happened in the courtyard of Lao Li's house? I was dragged away by you before I could even see clearly."
The village chief sneered: "Everything in your hand has turned into this, do you still want to continue reading?"
Wang Fuhu was stunned when he heard this. After he realized what he said, he quietly stuffed his compass into his clothes, and then looked around randomly.
He really didn't see clearly the scene inside.
But the sense of crisis that made him tremble at that moment didn't seem to be fake. Maybe the thing in the yard was no longer a human being, but just a humanoid monster.
If it involves a monster chasing him, it might be difficult for both of them to deal with it.
Perhaps this is also the reason why the village chief took action just now.
Wang Fuhu glanced in the direction of Beishan, then gave in and said, "Okay, thank you for reminding me just now. Now I have to do other things, so I'll leave first."
As he said this, Wang Fuhu was about to leave, but as soon as he raised his feet, he was pulled back by the village chief. The two of them continued to lean against the stone wall of the alley.
The village chief sighed quietly: "My child, if you want to die, don't take me with you. Although my old bones are very old, I can actually live for a few more years."
Wang Fuhu: “???”
The village chief lowered his voice and said angrily: "You damn thing, your compass is still spinning!"
Wang Fuhu: “…”
Silence, silence is the sweet-scented osmanthus tree tonight.
…
There is also a village house at the foot of Beishan.
The house of Lao Li's family is built against the mountain, the closest to the back mountain.
At this time, a rickety figure holding a hatchet appeared on the dark street, and the bright moonlight fell, outlining his sunken cheeks and gloomy expression.
After he walked out of the yard, he looked around, and then walked silently in this bumpy stone brick alley.
Suddenly, a small figure appeared around the corner.
This figure is less than ten centimeters, upright in shape, with rectangular arms and legs, a square head, and a round glass hole.
It looks like a little robot.
The angle of the moonlight elongated the robot's shadow until it reached the entrance of a certain alley, allowing the two people hiding inside to see the shadow.
On the street, the rickety man holding a hatchet also saw the little man at the end.
He stared at the little man on the ground, raised his feet and walked over expressionlessly, and then swung the hatchet in his hand without hesitation.
Poof!
The villain who couldn't dodge was cut in half.
The shadow also broke into two halves and lay on the ground.
Then the hatchet was raised again and continued to chop the two halves of the body until it was reduced to a pile of debris.
The scene was particularly brutal for a moment.
The two people who witnessed this scene in the alley: "..."
Wang Fuhu's eyes widened in horror. He covered his mouth tightly and looked at the village chief next to him without holding his breath.
The village chief had a frown on his face.
Wang Tiezhu, I miss you.
…
Behind a village house not far from this street.
Some corner.
The woman holding the remote control looked at the dark electronic screen, thinking about the last scene the robot had just seen, and fell into deep thought.
With such danger ahead, should she continue to move forward?
Susu——
When the woman was hesitating, she suddenly heard something. She looked up suddenly and saw a young man with a gentle smile sitting on the pier of the courtyard wall with his knees bent!
The other person was sitting there at some point, only two meters away from her head!
If it hadn't been for the fact that when the other party swayed her right foot just now, her shoe hit the wall and made a little sound, maybe she wouldn't have been able to notice it!
The woman suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
"take it easy."
Xu Shuo smiled and said, "I just came here to watch the excitement. It's really lively here."
…
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
I was afraid that the previous chapter would not be reviewed, so I spent most of the day revising and revising it, trying to write it as briefly as possible.
But I tried too hard, and I felt uncomfortable if I didn’t write something that was interesting. But if I did, I would definitely be banned...
So I had to keep deleting, deleting, and deleting...
Finally, I realized that there weren’t enough words!
