Chapter 130

Those withered hands slowly climbed up Duan Miaomiao's neck, like a snake spitting out a letter.

A lot of memories flooded into Duan Miaomiao's mind, he didn't want to just do nothing like this, don't want to just put on the wedding dress of his dreams like this, and didn't want to watch Qi Luyi get farther and farther away from her.

Duan Miaomiao was surrounded by turbulent sorrow, biting her lower lip tightly, her eyes became hot, tears flowed down unconsciously, and dripped down her chin onto her bony hand, the hot tears made her tighten her hand even more Pause, then back away slightly.

At that moment, Duan Miaomiao felt that her breathing was smooth, and she took a big gulp of air, and finally couldn't help crying, Duan Miaomiao almost thought that she was going to die here.

Suddenly the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and a hand was stretched in. Duan Miaomiao didn't want to be exposed to the public, so he didn't reach out to take it, but that hand was impatient and dragged Duan Miaomiao out. .

Duan Miaomiao almost failed to stabilize her figure, she tilted her red hijab, and met Qi Lu's eyes blurred with tears, and saw the latter froze, as if rushing forward, fortunately, Xiao Wuji held her back.

Duan Miaomiao wiped away her tears with her hand. At this moment, the noise of the crowd grew louder, the smiles froze on their faces, and festive things fell to the ground.

Cracks actually appeared on the portrait of the Dong family's child, tearing Dong Hanjie's face apart and displacing them. The Dong family members were shocked, pointed at Duan Miaomiao in horror, and said, "Unknown person."

The villagers cursed loudly, the gongs and drums shook the sky, and the yellow paper was trampled to pieces and buried in the soil. Duan Miaomiao didn't recover until a man pointed at the red and white hall and said tremblingly, "The paper... Baby... run, she is the unknown person!"

The eyes of the people were diverted, Duan Miaomiao pulled off the red hijab, looked at the dark sky, the villagers had a look of fear on their faces, and they all looked at the two laughing paper children in the hall.

The children twisted their necks stiffly and looked at the crowd, the paper rustled, but what made Duan Miaomiao feel horrified was that the eyes of the two paper children had been dotted with black eyeballs, and they kept turning at this moment , the lips did not move, but the singing came out:
"Marry the Bridesmaid, marry the Bridesmaid, tears flow under the hijab,

It is auspicious to marry Xi Niang, to marry Xi Niang, and to belong to one's heart.

……."

The singing sounded over Dong's house, surrounding the villagers. Suddenly, Duan Miaomiao was stabbed by his gaze. In a blink of an eye, he saw the village chief who was supported by Su Qian'an, looking at him viciously, but Su Qian'an still had a look on his face. Excited, but there is a kind of expectation in the eyes.

"what!!"

A scream brought Duan Miaomiao back to reality, and when he turned his head, two paper dolls had already jumped up, throwing the villager down, one holding his head, the other pulling the villager's arm, all exerting force in the opposite direction, Duan Miao Miao actually saw a strained expression on the paper kid's face.

Then the villagers' bodies were torn apart like paper, blood donations gushed out, and their heads flew into the air.

People screamed and fled in all directions, but the paper kids jumped and hunted separately, and a horrific fight began.

Duan Miaomiao looked at the blood in the sky, turned around immediately, and happened to run into Qi Luyi who rushed over, the latter grabbed Duan Miaomiao and started running, behind him was screams, and the sound of human body tearing, the child Laughter.

Duan Miaomiao was running desperately holding her skirt, when suddenly she heard a woman crying, she turned her head and saw that Ghost Xi Niang was standing among the corpses, the red hijab was missing, she looked at the fallen villagers , shed blood and tears, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

The village chief Su Chengming stood aside and looked at this purgatory coldly, looking at the fleeing villagers as if he hadn't seen the paper dolls, but was attracted by the sudden appearance of Ghost Xi Niang, his eyes suddenly fluctuated, as if guilty , like nostalgia.

Su Qi'an noticed the village head's eyes, concealed the teasing in his eyes, turned his head to look in the direction where Qi Lu and the others were fleeing, and pretended to be anxious and said: "Grandpa, run, they are about to come after you."

Su Chengming didn't speak, just closed his eyes and sighed, then opened his eyes, Gui Xi Niang was gone, and then Su Qian'an helped him to escape, avoiding the chasing and killing of the paper kid.

Qi Lu pulled Duan Miaomiao and ran towards the ancestral hall. During this period, the paper kid chased after him, as if he was attracted by Duan Miaomiao. Time to escape.

When they ran to the ancestral hall, Duan Miaomiao asked out of breath, "How are Xiao Wuji and the others?"

Qi Lu shook his head and said, "I ran away from them, but they should be fine."

Duan Miaomiao leaned against the trunk of the green paulownia tree and exhaled foul breath, saying: "I found the gate of life, but I also became an ominous person, and the days after that will be difficult..."

Qi Luyi didn't speak, he wanted to tell Duan Miaomiao that it didn't matter, he would safely bring Duan Miaomiao out of the nightmare, and the villagers would not hurt her.

But he just leaned against the tree trunk with her and waited quietly.

Suddenly, the rain hit the leaves of the sycamore tree, pattering down, and Duan Miaomiao finally knew that what Xiuniang said about Xiangru not only ruined the Daqing Day, but also brought bad luck to the Wang family.

The player escapes the marriage but will trigger the hunting of ghosts, and if he is not careful, he will be hit by this serial death condition.

Duan Miaomiao said to Qi Lu, "Let's go? Go back and have a look, I'm a little worried about Xiao Wuji."

Qi Lu didn't speak, and the two went straight to Dong's house. The paper child had disappeared, leaving only corpses all over the floor. The rain washed down the blood and flowed into the soil, with a pungent smell.

Duan Miaomiao covered her nose and looked at the dozens of corpses, including the Dong family couple, the festive things all over the floor were in a state of distress, and the red silk was torn apart and floated in the air.

One of the injured people was struggling to crawl on the ground, Qi Luyi immediately ran over to help him up, but he was not breathing, and there was a clear black crescent moon on his wrist, this is a player.

Qi Luyi put the gradually cooling player on the ground, and pulled Duan Miaomiao who was in a daze. The latter looked at the miserable situation, his eyelids trembled slightly, and she said slowly: "It's all because of me. ?"

Qi Lu looked at Duan Miaomiao's dizzy pupils, and said, "No, it's not your fault, it's the resentment of that ghost Xi Niang, you know, you almost died, and they want you to celebrate... "

Duan Miaomiao raised her eyelids to look at Qi Luyi's angry face, but said nothing.

They didn't find Xiao Wuji and Mu Cen, so they should be fine, Qi Luyi led Duan Miaomiao away from this bloody place, and went to Xiangru's house again.

Duan Miaomiao wanted to figure out who that woman named Xiangru was, and whether she could be that ghost Xi Niang. If her resentment persisted for a day, more Xi Niang would appear.

Xiangru's house is no longer populated by people, the floor is even more dilapidated, and weeds are growing in the cracks.

Duan Miaomiao was a little worried, and went in to find Xiangru, but there was no crazy woman there, the red figure had long since disappeared, only a dead tree with the last leaf hanging on it.

Qi Lu stood next to Duan Miaomiao, looked at the empty and quiet building, and then walked in.

The back room is very dilapidated, only one room can barely tell that there was someone there before.

In the room, there was a wooden bed, a round table with a letter and a handkerchief on the table.

Duan Miaomiao picked up the handkerchief, it was very clean, the word "Xiangru" came into view, the letter on the table had no envelope, and when she opened it, there were only a few lines of beautiful words:

If you read this letter, I have already left this hopeless village to fulfill my unfulfilled promise.

I stole this handkerchief when I lost consciousness. Xiangru is the source of everything. She is the past that Wangxi Village doesn’t want to mention. I give it back to her.

I will go to him, the man in my heart, Ah Bei.

(End of this chapter)

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