The supernatural scene is not NG

Chapter 43 Living Coffins 17
Fortunately, Lin Jiao only regained her sanity for a moment, and soon she turned into the crazy look just now, hugging her belly and talking to herself.

"Did you see it, baby? This is your soft aunt, and you should treat her well in the future."

"Without your Auntie Ruanruan, there would be no existence of you."

Su Ruan felt like her bones were getting cold.

She felt a damp, gloomy cold air spreading from Lin Jiao's body in the whole room.

It's like a freezing winter.

It was difficult for the whole person to move.

Su Ruan stepped forward, took off Lin Jiao's dirty clothes, looked at the wound on her body, and closed her eyes reluctantly.

However, a small hand patted her belly, as if greeting Su Ruan.

Lin Jiao took Su Ruan's hand and placed it on her belly, with an innocent smile like a child on her dirty face.

"Ruanruan, she is greeting you."

"Hehehe, do you like her?"

Su Ruan pursed her lips, unable to speak.

He just pulled the blanket closer to Lin Jiao's body.

Lin Jiao didn't seem to care about Su Ruan's lack of answer.

After Su Ruan finished all this, he turned and left the room.

The few days that Su Ruan spent here were not in vain.

At least she knows an unwritten rule that perhaps applies to all scripted worlds.

That is, in this world, only the room in which you live is safe.

This "security" means that relevant people will not enter "one's" room.

As long as no one else enters, the house is safe.

Su Ruan thought of this and silently lowered her eyelids.

But now that he has brought Lin Jiao into the room, his room is destined to be unsafe.

The outside world is no longer the same as before.

The sky is getting darker and darker. It is obviously daytime, but it is so deep that it seems like it is dripping with ink.

Su Ruan took a deep breath, feeling the humidity in the air, and walked slowly to the bridge.

She's fast and on target.

It is the bridge connecting the two mountains.

On the other side of the bridge, the mountain without people is the "home" of the mountain god.

She passed by the oncoming sedan chair.

They beat gongs and drums and sent a girl to the cave.

The sound of the suona shook the heaven and the earth.

The sky is full of red, what is scattered is not flowers and leaves, but the blood and bones of a girl.

Their entire lives, their spines have been worn down in this barren and ignorant place.

The wind blew the curtain of the sedan chair, and Su Ruan looked at the bride inside.

The last thing those eyes saw was his own figure.

Sure enough, the dust settled.

What sits in it is "myself".

"Su Ruan" in the sedan chair smiled and tears fell from the middle.

Drop by drop hit the ground, blooming a transparent lotus.

Su Ruan lowered her eyelids and stopped.

The welcoming team seemed to be unable to see Su Ruan, their eyes were pitch black, as if they had been painted with a layer of black ink.

No whites of eyes, no breath.

It's just their numb movements, like puppets on strings, repeatedly blowing festive songs.

The sound was like a life-threatening spell, drilling into Su Ruan's ears.

Finally, Su Ruan stopped.

Her breathing became extra frequent, and each breath was extra loud, seeming to suppress those irritable cheers.

Her heart beat faster and faster, and she wanted to break the eternally frozen drama in front of her.

Su Ruan made up her mind, turned around suddenly, and rushed towards the sedan chair.

The dark sky finally rained, and every drop of rain hit Su Ruan's weak body, almost instantly turning her into a drowned rat.

Obviously only a few steps of the road, but it seems as long as a lifetime.

There are endless songs from the distance, like nursery rhymes of countless struggling souls calling home.

Their accents were different, and they merged into a sharp knife to help Su Ruan cut the sedan chair.

The person sitting inside was not himself, but a clay statue.

It seemed that what I just saw was just an illusion.

There were some red to black marks on the clay statue, and its eyes were slightly raised, making it look like a human being.

But its lower body is not a leg, but a twisted and circling tentacle-like thing.

It has six eyes that take up its entire face.

I don't know if it is Su Ruan's illusion, she always feels that the six closed eyes are looking at her.

When she looked intently, the clay statue seemed to have returned to calmness without any movement.

Although Su Ruan had some strange thoughts in her heart, she still wanted to reveal the secret of the script more.

For Su Ruan, stimulation and pain are proof that she is truly alive.

She was really fed up with the stagnant life!

Su Ruan sat in the sedan chair, wanting to see where the sedan chair was going.

And Su Ruan's actions just now did not alert the wedding team.

Their actions made Su Ruan sure of one thing.

The welcoming team is walking according to the process of monsters.

Monsters are everywhere.

The clay statue at Su Ruan's feet rolled and made a dull sound in the sedan chair.

Su Ruan knew that in horror movies, such weird things couldn't be touched at will, so she deliberately stayed away.

But she didn't know if it was Su Ran's illusion. She always felt that the sedan was leaning a little, as if the clay statue was about to approach her.

Finally, the statue rolled in front of Su Ruan, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Su Ruan:! ! !
Su Ruan's fingers curled up unconsciously, like a frightened rabbit, and left the position as quickly as possible.

The statue's six eyes looked at Su Ruan, and slowly shed red tears.

"Hee hee hee……"

"Hahaha……"

There are voices of different women in my ears, they are laughing, crying, shouting, clamoring in this lifeless wilderness.

Su Ruan pushed open the sedan and rushed out.

At some point, she was put on a red wedding dress, surrounded by towering trees, climbing vines like snakes, clinging to the trees and growing wildly.

They bloomed and bore fruit, but they were still where they were, unable to go anywhere.

The sedan chair disappeared.

Su Ruan stepped on dead leaves, looking around in this deserted place.

She looked around and saw a very old stilted building.

It looked like an ancestral temple that traveled through time and space, suddenly appearing in front of Su Ruan.

Sandalwood smelled from inside, and the smell was so strong that Su Ruan couldn't help but sneeze.

However, just at this moment, there were voices of people around.

A boy in red clothes grabbed Su Ruan's hand and pulled her into the ancestral hall: "The bride is here!"

"Hurry up, the Lord Mountain God can't wait."

Su Ruan followed his strength and walked in. The light inside the ancestral hall was very dark, and she could only see a black shadow moving on the main seat.

Nothing concrete at all.

　Thank you Aegean and Lucy Love for your monthly pass (crocodile bows)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)