It was getting dark, and the guests who came to Cao's house for the wedding banquet left one after another.
In the new house, after Mu Run finished eating the noodles, she sat on the bed. The faint fishy smell was covered up by the fragrant smell of chopped green onion and noodles, and she couldn't smell it for a while.
She looked at the closed door and listened for a while to the sounds outside. It seemed that the wedding banquet in the front yard had broken up and the lively sounds of the entertainment gradually died down.
Except for the little girl named Hongmi, no one has ever been to her place. The groom who was supposed to appear in the whole wedding has never appeared. In addition to being too simple, this wedding ceremony is actually a little weird. Think about Hongmi again.
What Mi and the other maid said... Suddenly, a chill ran down my back.
Just when Mu Run was lost in her thoughts, a burning incense suddenly appeared from an inconspicuous little hole the size of a mung bean on the wall with the big red word "Happy" behind her...
The incense has no smell, and as long as Mu Run doesn't look back, it will never be noticed.
After a while, Mu Run raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He felt a little dizzy, so he leaned on the bedpost and wanted to close his eyes and take a nap. Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell on the wedding bed and fell unconscious.
After Mu Run lay down, he put away the burning incense stick.
Soon, the whole wall moved...
Suddenly, a secret passage leading underground appeared behind the wall!
The vague fishy smell that Mu Run smelled came out from the secret passage without any cover, and it was so strong and nauseating.
There were footsteps coming from the secret passage... After a while, two young men wearing Taoist uniforms came out of it.
One by one they raised their arms and the other by their legs, and carried Mu Run into the secret passage.
Just after they entered, the wall returned to its original state. At this time, except for the bride, everything in the entire wedding room remained the same, and it was eerily quiet!
At the end of the secret passage, there is a secret room the size of two rooms. On the wall of the secret room, a circle of oil lamps is hung, and the lights are dancing, adding to the coldness of this secret place.
Mu Run was placed on the circular white jade platform in the center of the secret room. The red bridal clothes on her body looked particularly eye-catching against the white jade.
The two young Taoist priests placed Mu Run and went out through a stone door.
Not long after, a plump old man with cloudy eyes and a Taoist priest with high cheekbones, gray hair, and eyes as cold as snakes came in.
The two looked at Mu Run lying on the stone platform.
The old man asked the priest: "Master Gou Fu, can we start?"
The Taoist priest counted his fingers and nodded: "Please, Mr. Cao, please ask your son to come out."
Mr. Cao immediately moved his fat body, walked to the wall of the secret room, and twisted the candlestick on the wall.
Another secret room slowly appeared as the walls rumbled.
At the same time, the foul smell emanating from the secret room became even stronger. Mr. Cao seemed to have no sense of smell, staring straight into it with his muddy old eyes.
There is a lot of ice placed in this secret room, which makes the temperature here extremely low, and there is also a white jade stone platform that is exactly the same as the one Mu Run is lying on.
There is also a person lying on it, a young man. He is wearing a bright red groom's wedding robe, with a lifelike young face, as if he is asleep. However, the spots on the body below the neck still reveal that he is already a dead body!
Mr. Cao shed two lines of turbid tears from his eyes and cried out sadly: "My son..."
Fearfully, this dead man is Mr. Cao’s son, Mr. Cao, and he is also the groom Xin Lian is going to marry!
Master Gou Futian looked at Mr. Cao and his son, secretly took out a pill from his sleeve pocket and drank it.
Mr. Cao didn't know the little tricks of the Taoist priest. He felt sad for a long time before wiping his tears and coming out of the cold secret room.
The two young Taoist priests came back again, bringing with them some ritual items, including golden and wooden magic swords, five-color flags, wooden fish, incense burners, three-purity bells, soul-calling flags, tokens of the Infinite Heavenly Lord, etc.
Master Gou Futian said to Mr. Cao: "This method of resurrecting the dead is a forbidden method of heaven and earth. It goes against the six paths of reincarnation. If you use this method, you will lose thirty years of your life. But can this method really bring back your son?"
It’s also a number of five to five, I hope Mr. Cao understands.”
"Yes, thank you, Heavenly Master." Mr. Cao took out a wad of silver notes from his wide sleeve and presented it to Master Goufu.
Master Gou Futian nodded, took the banknote, glanced at it briefly, and then put it in his pocket.
Two young Taoist priests carried Master Cao's cold and stiff body to Mu Run's side, then closed the secret room door and sealed all the gaps, completely isolating the secret room from the outside.
Master Gou Futian first lit three sticks of red incense and watched the cigarettes gradually lingering in the secret room. Then he took out a jade bottle with rejuvenating dew from his sleeve and handed it to Mr. Cao, "Feed this to the bride, and then use it again."
This pair of scissors with the talisman paper on it will cut off your son's clothes until he is completely naked."
Master Cao immediately agreed. He first gave Mu Run some rejuvenating dew, and then cut off Master Cao's clothes.
When the scissors were cutting Master Cao's trousers, Master Cao looked at the place where the tent was still standing and sighed: "My son is good everywhere, especially this place."
Master Gou Fu came over and looked at that place, "Whether you can bring the dead back to life depends on whether your son, a living creature, can break the bride's body."
"This...what if it doesn't happen?"
Master Gou Futian glanced at the half-burned red incense and said, "Then I need you, as a father, to go up and help him personally!"
As soon as he heard that he might have to "pick up the ashes" with his daughter-in-law, Mr. Cao's old face suddenly became excited!
The fat old face couldn't stop trembling, "Okay! Thank you, Master, let's start doing it now."
Master Gou Futian looked at the excited Master Cao, took out a handful of talisman papers from his sleeve, and started to burn them one by one according to the light on the wall. The paper ashes were scattered throughout the secret room...
Mr. Cao's old face was getting redder and redder, and his eyes sometimes showed uncontrollable lust. He looked at Mu Run like he was looking at a plate of delicious food.
After the three sticks of red incense burned out, Master Gou Fu Tian took the golden and wooden magic sword and began to jump up and down, mumbling words...
At the same time, the back door of Cao's house opened, and a dozen masked men wearing night clothes entered Cao's house. They killed everyone they saw, and their methods were so cruel that often the person who was killed could only let out a terrified whimper.
, just separated from body and head...
The entire Cao family was filled with blood-red cold light as their flesh and blood were cut open by sharp knives, until they were all slaughtered!
Outside the secret room, two young Taoist priests were also lying in a pool of blood. Their eyes were wide open and they looked at the person who killed them with horror on their faces.
It was a tall and thin man, holding a long black knife that was dripping blood with his slender fingers. He was wearing a red cloak stained with blood. His chest was wide open, revealing a piece of cold white and tight skin, with a
Countless drops of blood bloomed on his chest like flowers from the other side of hell...beautiful, evil and frightening!
The man's waist-length jet-black hair is untied, mostly scattered behind his back, with a few strands hanging slightly in front of him, blocking half of his profile. The part of his jawline that is barely exposed is as delicate as a painting. His thin red lips are pressed into a straight line.