Immediately afterwards, cold sweat fiercely broke out between Blade Twelve's forehead, and his entire tension turned into fear.
"Ah!" Knife twelve violently dropped the corner of the cover that he was grasping in his hand, then his body subconsciously rubbed back violently.
"Corpse ...... Corpse ......!" Knife Twelve shouted in horror.
And almost also at this time, condensing moon and other people look at knife twelve side of the situation is not right, listen to his words, at once one can not help but frown greatly.
It was hard to believe that the bride had fallen to her death!
Thinking of this, several people, led by Ning Yue, hurriedly rushed over, and then, in the midst of Dagger Twelve's terrified eyes, checked on the bride.
As soon as she placed her hand on the New Year's pulse, she was shocked.
Wang Simin, on the other hand, hurriedly pillowed the bride's head in her arms, but when she took a look at Nings Yue's eyes, she suddenly noticed something as well ......
At this time, I don't know when, suddenly there is a breeze gently blowing by.
The breeze is a carry, the cover head slightly raised.
A strange smell, too, suddenly reached everyone's nostrils ......
The scent of rouge, mixed with something rotten!
The nearest to her, Ning Yue almost subconsciously looked down with the source of the stench, the cover lifted, and a face that was incomparably white and had even begun to decay instantly appeared straight in front of her.
Seeing Ning Yue like this, Wang Simin's entire body froze, and when she looked down, she threw the bride in front of her in an instant of shock!
It was a corpse that had basically turned white and smelly, and despite all the rouge dressing on it, not only did it not cover up the body parts that had almost decayed in the slightest, but it also made the corpse's face look unusually hideous.
It seemed that because of a fall and a slight hug by Wang Simin, the body was squeezed by pressure and maggots kept gushing out from its mouth ......
"Mmm!"
Wang Simin violently covered her mouth and turned sideways to one side, vomiting.
Ning Yue and Blade Twelve were no better, their faces extremely ugly, their bodies subconsciously backing up.
Not only them, but also Han Qianqian's side, who was both shocked and disgusted at the same time!
Who would have thought that the beautiful bride, who was supposed to be dressed up, would be a rotten and smelly corpse underneath that beautiful phoenix crown ......
"How could this happen?" Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng almost felt his stomach churning, the whole person shocked beyond measure muttered.
Han Qianqian also frowned tightly, a chill ran down his back, and as the suona pounded higher, he felt even more eerie for a while.
But at that moment, a joyful, high-pitched oboe sounded, and the smell of burning incense and wax wafted through the air!
Immediately afterwards, several pieces of torn paper floated past.
At some point, a funeral procession from the back of the village suddenly appeared above the village entrance.
With the arrival of this group of people dressed in white and sackcloth, wearing long black hats, scattering paper and carrying coffins, the joyful sound of suona in their procession became louder and louder.
And with the appearance of joyous music, the white-clad, black-hatted mourning party slowly approached at this point and soon entered the procession to welcome the bride.
For a time, mournful music and joyful songs played in unison, and those welcoming the bride and those mourning mourners mingled together.
Coffins, happy pride!
Red paper, red flowers!
Red clothes, white linen!
The two, strongly contrasting with each other, come together at this moment.
I cannot tell you how strange or uncomfortable it is!
It is also indescribably eerie!
"What the ...... hell is going on here?" Even Mo Yang, at this time, took a big step back and looked at the two waves mixed together at the entrance of the village with fear and anxiety.
Not only him, but even the crowd behind Han Qianqian could not help but squeeze a little closer to each other out of fear.
Han Qianqian's brow was furrowed and his eyes were fixed on the crowd in front of him without saying a word.
The extremely strange and bizarre situation made even a strong person like Han Qianqian feel puzzled, and his heavenly eyes were already open for observation.
But these people were oh-so-normal people, the only difference was that ......
"There's someone in the coffin." Han Qianqian was shocked and said softly.
"There's someone in the coffin?" Zhong Beihai was stunned, isn't this normal? What is not normal should be no one is right ah.
Han Qianqian's frown tightened and he whispered softly, "I'm not talking about dead people, I'm talking about living people."
"Of course the coffin contains a dead ...... Wait, what do you mean? What is contained in the coffin is not a corpse, but a living person?" After Zhong Beihai reflected, his eyes immediately went wide with shock and horror!