Restricted area grave keeper

Chapter 116 Gods and Evil Ghosts

The surroundings were pitch black, and if it weren't for the slight beating of the two candles, it would be almost impossible to see the surrounding environment clearly.

There are weird walls on all sides, trapping Bai Mo and Yang Xiaowan in this narrow space.

Hearing Yang Xiaowan's words, Bai Mo felt a little helpless, and sighed: "When is this, why do you still care about life and death candles..."

He could clearly feel that the ground shook quite severely just now, and it was very likely that an earthquake had occurred.

Although the shaking did not continue now, it was hard to say when there would be aftershocks. For safety reasons, they had to leave this place as soon as possible.

"This...Miss Yang, let's find a way to get out of here quickly, there is no need to continue playing."

Yang Xiaowan was silent for a long time, and did not answer for a long time.

Bai Mo was taken aback, and just when he wondered if he had said something wrong, the other party finally spoke.

"Husband really still hates the slave family."

Her tone was light and she couldn't hear the emotion. She seemed to be asking, but also reminded herself.

Bai Moxin wondered why this girl would suddenly say this, hesitatingly said: "Of course it doesn't count as hating..."

"So you don't like it?"

"If you want to ask that, of course you don't like it, how long have we known each other..."

Bai Mo smiled wryly, "Even if it's acting, I don't have your acting skills. I can be affectionate to people in minutes, and..."

"Acting skills..." Yang Xiaowan chuckled and asked, "And what?"

"And you have been wearing a red hijab, I don't even know what you look like, just like online dating..."

"Although I don't know what online dating means, but it's not the fault of the slave family. It's clear that the husband has been unwilling to take off the hijab of the slave family." Yang Xiaowan said aggrievedly.

Bai Mo thought about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case...

But right now is not the time to care about this at all, he speeded up his speech and said: "Don't get off topic, the most important thing is to get out of here as soon as possible."

With a worried expression on his face, he said to himself, "I don't know where the others have gone..."

As he said that, he got up and groped around on the walls that looked like they were woven with hair, but he couldn't find the door when he fumbled around.

It seems that as early as the beginning, this place didn't think about designing a door. There are only cold and solid walls on all sides, which seems to be really a "cage".

He remembered the word Yang Xiaoguan just mentioned, and thought that the other party might know something, so he walked over and asked, "Do you know where this is, right? Is there something like a secret passage here?"

The latter seemed to look at him for a while, then shook his head slightly and said: "My family said, there is no exit from the cage."

While speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Bai Mo's heart tightened, and he said with a headache: "It's started again, hurry up and look for it together."

"No need, there is no more than one stick of incense at most, and one of the living candle and the dead candle will burn out. At that time, no matter which one is burned out, the cage will open."

so outrageous?

Bai Mo looked at the two big red candles that were slowly burning, and his expression suddenly became strange: "Could it be that you caused the earthquake, are we still in the script killing?"

Yang Xiaowan smiled: "My husband clearly knows it well, so why bother to ask more questions?"

Bai Mo said blankly: "I know what..."

Yang Xiaowan didn't answer, but said: "Just now, those three people were all wearing strange clothes similar to your husband, you should know them, right?"

No, who is wearing the fancy clothes...

Bai Mo sighed slightly, thinking that this guy might not be able to play, and replied: "Barely, I can say that."

The two candles on the life and death candle were still weak, but the burning speed seemed to be a little faster.

Yang Xiaowan glanced over there, and then continued: "The Nu's guess is right, since you know each other, then Husband should have heard about the Nu's, right?"

Bai Mo looked puzzled: "Have you heard anything?"

"Husband really doesn't know?"

"really do not know."

Yang Xiaowan thought for a while: "Then, while there is still time, why don't I let the slave family tell my husband personally."

Bai Mo was stunned, and said in his heart that I have been your husband for so long, you think you have thought of telling me the background of the story...

But the problem is...

Not a good time, right?Now it's an earthquake!
But before he could speak, Yang Xiaowan spoke.

Her voice was already pleasant, but now her tone seemed to be somewhat reminiscent, as if she was really telling about her past experience, which made people fall into it unconsciously.

The story is not complicated, it can be summed up in one sentence——

The story of Miss Qianjin who fought against the gods and lost to the gods, and finally became a girl who lost her footsteps.

In the candlelight, Yang Xiaowan spoke slowly.

"Since about nine years old, everything in the slave family seems to have been arranged."

"Qinqi calligraphy and painting, court etiquette, warming wine and making tea, even doing laundry and cooking...so I have been taught everything a woman can do."

Decathlon!

Bai Mo listened quietly without opening his mouth.

"It was only later that I found out that my family was promised marriage when I was nine years old, and my husband is a god. Since then, everyone has said that marrying a god is a blessing that my family can't get in a few lifetimes."

God?

Bai Mo was taken aback, is this still a fairy tale background?
Perhaps seeing his doubts, Yang Xiaowan explained: "The so-called gods are existences that transcend ordinary people. No one has seen them, but no one dares to say that they do not exist."

"There is indeed divine power in this world. It can bless all living beings and bring disasters. No matter who it is, as long as they obey the miracle, they will be protected by the gods. And Nujia is the wife chosen by the gods in a miracle. "

"He calls himself the God of Wishes, also known as the God of Destiny."

"My family was still wondering why everything in my family has been getting better since I was nine years old: my father is on the rise, my elder brother is highly regarded by the king, and no matter who I am, I am greeted with a smile... I later learned that it was all the same. Because the husband of the slave family is a god, everything comes from his protection."

Bai Mo learned from the other party that the so-called miracles are actually a few lines of writing that occasionally appear in the sky, and everything the gods need will be clearly written on it.

Everyone believed in the gods, but when they saw the miracle that the gods were going to marry Yang Xiaowan in that year, everyone was shocked——

Because this kind of miracle of naming a person by name is the first time it has appeared!
In the past, they were things, but this time they are people.

People can't help but think, since the gods are so supreme, then...as the wife of the gods, how high will Yang Xiaowan be in the future?

So...as her relatives, it's not too much to increase her status by a billion points, right?
As her friend, it's reasonable to follow her to get some light, right?
As a citizen of the same country as her, there is nothing wrong with living a well-off life, right?
As her majesty, no one would dare to talk too much when the countries hold meetings in the future, right?

On that day, everyone's thoughts were so similar, that is, can they see the true face of the gods with Yang Xiaowan?

Therefore, at that time, the king of Chen State, that is, Yang Xiaowan's king, prepared the wedding for Yang Xiaowan almost with the whole country, and even built an extremely luxurious Yang Mansion as Yang Xiaowan's future wedding room.

But Yang Xiaowan's parents tried every means to let her learn various skills, hoping to please the gods, and even taught this young girl early about the things in the house.

Everyone had strong expectations for this prosperous wedding, and they naturally ignored one person's feelings——

Yang Xiaowan.

She is not willing to be the bride of the gods.

"Although my family has seen miracles a few times, they have never believed in gods. If there are gods in the world, how can there be so many injustices in the world?"

Yang Xiaowan said, "More than that, I also don't want the person who will be with me for a lifetime in the future to be someone who has never met and doesn't know his nature, so I don't want to marry the so-called god."

Bai Mo nodded secretly, not bad, not bad, breaking feudalism and still having her own ideas, this is the independent woman in the new era!

But despite thinking this way, he still guessed the direction of the next story.

"But everyone else disagrees, right?"

"Yes, everyone, including the slave family's parents, does not allow the slave family to regret the marriage. After learning that the slave family was unwilling, they put the slave family under house arrest and prevented the slave family from seeing any man. I can learn from those boring women."

"It was only later that I found out that besides saying that the slaves wanted to marry the slaves, the miracle of that day also emphasized one more thing, that is, if the slaves refuse to marry, they will send down divine punishment to kill everyone."

"The slave family is just a bargaining chip."

"What happened next?" Bai Mo asked.

Although the other party's narration was plain, he felt a little sadness, as if all this was really the other party's personal experience.

Yang Xiaowan said with a low smile: "Later, the slave family got married all day long and changed more than 200 men until today's husband arrives."

Bai Mo was stunned for a moment, wondering: "You are the wife predestined by the gods, will they agree to let you wear a hat like this?"

"Of course I don't agree. But in order to make the slaves willingly marry the gods, everyone will try their best to satisfy the slaves, even if the slaves make such excessive demands..."

Yang Xiaowan smiled mischievously, "After all, the gods never said that the slave family should not marry another person before marrying him. Although other people are afraid that the god will be angry because of this, they are even more afraid that the slave family will directly kill them if they don't marry the god."

Bai Mo was speechless. Even though he said that, the question is, can we still put things like not being able to wear hats on paper...

"It's too casual."

"Yeah, it's too casual."

Yang Xiaowan smiled self-deprecatingly, "There are even people who say, 'Let her do it, it's time to practice before getting married'. In the end, whether it's parents or others, what they need is an obedient It's just a bargaining chip."

"Everyone says that I, Yang Xiaowan, are flirtatious. In fact, I just want to see what so-called love looks like before losing my freedom."

Bai Mo understood it, she turned out to be an ignorant girl who was rebellious and yearned for love...

"So have you found love?"

"No, everything is different from what the slave family thought."

Yang Xiaowan's voice was a little lower, "On the first day when the slave family started recruiting relatives, the servant girl who had been advising the slave family died. The death was unknown. Three days after her death, the whole family was wiped out by bandits, leaving no bones left."

"On the day the first groom came to the door, the servant girl who had been spying on the outside world for the servant's family also died. It is said that she suddenly fell down on the street and drowned in a basin of water."

"There were no guests on the wedding day, and it was even more impossible for the family members of the slave family to come. The only two servants who were willing to help the slave family organize the wedding were found dead in the back mountain the next day."

"Since then, in addition to being promiscuous, my family has gained the title of Lone Star of Heavenly Fiend."

Bai Mo didn't speak.

"That's when I realized that maybe there really is a god in this world, and there is also a destiny. He has already arranged everything for me...even cursing me."

Bai Mo asked, "How is the first groom?"

Yang Xiaowan smiled miserably: "He died, he died suddenly before he finished worshiping."

"However, there is never a shortage of brave people in this world, or maybe the slave family gave too much. Afterwards, people came to propose marriage one after another, but there was no one in the mansion to stop them. Naturally, the slave family agreed."

"But without exception, they all died. Those who got married later died later, but those who lived the longest only stayed in the moment before the wedding ceremony."

"It was only later that I found out that all the people who had supported the slave family's decision were all dead."

"More than that, perhaps because of my willfulness, Yang's Mansion began to decline, natural disasters occurred frequently in Chen State, Chen State's national power was greatly weakened, and it was captured by other countries. In the end, apart from the wedding house built for me earlier, Chen State It's almost completely scorched earth."

"The surviving people filled the huge Yang Mansion, and the slave's family was sitting in the wedding room. I could only hear them crying and cursing... I know they have been waiting."

"Wait for the moment when the slave family commits itself to the gods."

"Sometimes I also wonder if I am really to blame for all the crimes? If I obey the miracles of the gods, the country of Chen will only prosper..."

"Of course it's not your fault."

Bai Mo glanced at Yang Xiaowan who was stunned for a moment, and said, "Look at what I'm doing, keep talking."

"The slave family lost everything, but gained nothing."

Yang Xiaowan lowered her head and said, "All the men who came to propose marriage may have different thoughts in their hearts, but there is absolutely no such thing as falling in love with the slave family."

"But it doesn't matter. At that time, the slave family didn't want love anymore. They just hoped that someone could achieve that..."

"Which step?"

"Speaking of it, I'm not afraid of my husband's jokes. I have always hoped that there will be someone who can take away my body. It doesn't matter who the other party is, as long as the god is not the first."

Her tone was calm, with a hint of hatred, "This may be the only effective revenge that the slave family can do against that guy."

The candle flame kept beating, illuminating Bai Mo's face flickeringly.

Yang Xiaowan's voice came.

"However, it's a pity that until the eve of my family's birthday, the last groom also died before the bridal chamber."

She smiled wryly, "Even if it takes one more day, maybe my family will be able to realize their wish."

"At that time, I was even more sure. It turns out that there is a destiny in this world. Everything is actually predestined. After all my efforts, I can only commit myself to God in the end. He seems to have been playing with me."

Bai Mo was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "No, am I not the last bridegroom?"

Yang Xiaowan was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "Husband, why should you pretend to be crazy, of course you are not."

"What do you mean, this is a green hat for gods, but I, Bai Mo, can't wear it?"

Yang Xiaowan was stunned for a moment, and then shyly said: "If my husband is willing, then..."

Bai Mo was a little embarrassed, he didn't dare to answer Yang Xiaowan's words, he just heard the sadness in the other person's tone, and was about to substitute it in, so he couldn't help shaking his wits...

This fate of being complained and dissatisfied by everyone, for some reason, he somehow empathizes with it.

Yang Xiaowan said calmly: "It's not that I don't have the courage to commit suicide, but I said that if I don't willingly marry the gods, everyone else will be punished and killed by God."

For some reason, Bai Mo's mood suddenly became irritable, and he said, "This kind of person is not worth saving, what do you care about them?"

"In a sense, after all, it was the slave family's disobedience to the miracle that harmed them. This is the fate of the slave family. It can only be said that fate is hard to break."

Bai Moqi didn't hit a single point: "If miracles are really useful, how dare someone invade your country? If everything is really predestined, why do you still defy God's thoughts?"

"But so many people died because of me..."

"Isn't this more indicative that the god is a waste?"

"But……"

Yang Xiaowan couldn't speak, and suddenly looked at the burning candles and dead candles——

Dead candles obviously burn faster than live candles.

Bai Mo followed her gaze and looked over.

"what happened?"

"I think about it now. Although I didn't become the wife of the gods, I was still a pawn under his control. Now that he is awake, everything is under his control."

God woke up?

The other party's topic jumped too much, Bai Mo thought for a while before reacting, and asked: "So what do these two candles represent now?"

"It will only be opened when there is only one living person left in the cage, so the burning of the life candle and the death candle represent the death of one person respectively."

As the voice fell, the air became stagnant.

There was an inexplicable stabbing pain in his body, and Bai Mo asked, "So the death candle is my death, right?"

"Yeah." Yang Xiaowan nodded slightly, "But if my husband is willing to marry a slave..."

"Then just let me die."

Bai Mo interrupted her.

"Husband has to think carefully, this time everything is no longer under the control of the slave family, and he will really die."

A bloody sharp knife slipped out of Yang Xiaowan's sleeve.

The ground began to shake, more violently than ever before.

"It's all the same."

Bai Mo smiled, and the shadow under his feet seemed to want to move, but he forcibly stopped.

"Don't think about blowing out the life-and-death candle, ordinary people can't blow out the life-and-death candle this time, and they have to bear the price." Yang Xiaowan sighed.

"Maybe I'm not an ordinary person?"

As if sensing something, Bai Mo's tone began to change - he seemed to be waiting for something.

The ground kept shaking, and for some unknown reason, a cyan light curtain gradually formed around Zheshou Mountain, slowly taking shape.

Yang Xiaowan looked at the dead candle that was about to burn out, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked: "Husband, if fate is hard to avoid, are you willing to marry a servant?"

"I don't want to."

"What if it's for love?"

"Where is the love between us?"

"Then...what if it's for cuckolding the gods?"

"Huh? If you say that, I might agree..."

Bai Mo's eyes lit up, he licked his lips, and suddenly frowned, "But...do you really believe in the so-called fate?"

Yang Xiaowan noticed that the opponent's aura was changing quietly, gradually overlapping with a certain figure in her memory——

At the same time, the light cyan light curtain has already covered the entire Beast Mountain.

"Anyway, I never believed in fate."

Bai Mo seemed to be waiting for this moment, he smiled, walked to the life and death candle, and blew out the two candles with ease.

"As I said before, if two candles can determine fate, then I am God's will."

"If the other party is a god...then I'm an evil ghost."

Yang Xiaowan seemed to be stunned, her shoulders shrugged slightly, and she didn't speak for a long time.

The candles were extinguished and the room was pitch black.

But even in the darkness where you can't see your fingers, the shadow under Bai Mo's feet is still particularly dazzling.

In the room, a grotesque and tyrannical atmosphere suddenly rose, and countless strands of hair on the wall turned into thin swords, stabbing at Bai Mo fiercely.

The latter remained motionless.

The next second, a crisp "click" sounded, and the shadow turned his head suddenly, looking in a certain direction, his eyes were extremely cold.

From the foot of the Beast-Helding Mountain, a low laugh sounded.

(End of this chapter)