Chapter 43 Living Coffin 17
Fortunately, Lin Jiao only regained her senses for a moment, and soon she turned back to her crazy look just now, holding her belly and talking to herself.
"Baby, have you seen it? This is your soft aunt, you must treat her well in the future."
"Without your aunt Ruanruan, you would not exist."
Su Ruan felt like her bones were getting cold.
She felt a damp, gloomy cold air spreading from Lin Jiao's body throughout the 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 wounds on her body, and closed her eyes unbearably.
However, a small hand patted her belly, as if saying hello to 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 and was speechless.
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 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 where you live is safe.
This "security" means that relevant people will not enter "one's" room.
As long as others don't enter, 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 world outside 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, felt the moisture in the air, and slowly walked to the bridge.
She moves quickly and with clear purpose.
It's the bridge that connects the two mountains.
Opposite 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 suona sounded, shaking the heaven and the earth.
The sky is filled with red, and what is scattered is not flowers and leaves, but the blood and bones of the 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.
Sitting inside is "self".
"Su Ruan" in the sedan chair smiled with tears falling from the middle.
Drop by drop hit the ground, and a transparent lotus bloomed.
Su Ruan lowered her eyelids and stopped.
The team welcoming the bride seemed to be unable to see Su Ruan. Their eyes were dark and looked like they were 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 became more and more eager to break the forever frozen drama in front of her.
Su Ruan made up her mind, turned around suddenly, and rushed towards the sedan chair.
The rain finally fell from the dark sky, and every drop of rain hit Su Ruan's weak body, turning her into a drowned rat almost instantly.
There are only a few steps on 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 local accents were all different, and they merged into a sharp knife, helping Su Ruan cut through the sedan chair.
The person sitting inside was not himself, but a clay statue.
It seemed that what he had just seen 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.
She didn't know if it was Su Ruan's illusion, but she always felt that the six closed eyes were looking at her.
When she looked intently, the clay statue seemed to have calmed down without any movement.
Although Su Ruan had some strange thoughts in her heart, she still wanted to reveal the secret of the script.
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, wanting to see where the sedan 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 team welcoming the bride followed the monster's process.
Monsters are everywhere.
The clay statue at Su Ruan's feet rolled and made a dull sound in the sedan.
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 clay statue rolled in front of Su Ruan, and then slowly opened its eyes.
Su Ruan:! ! !
Su Ruan's fingers curled up and tightened unconsciously, like a frightened rabbit, leaving the position as quickly as possible.
The six eyes of the clay statue looked at Su Ruan and slowly shed red tears.
"Hehehe..."
"Hahaha..."
In my ears were the voices of different women. They were laughing, crying, shouting, and clamoring in this lifeless wilderness.
Su Ruan pushed open the sedan and rushed out.
She was put on a red wedding dress at some point, and she was surrounded by towering trees. The climbing vines were like snakes, growing wildly on the trees.
They bloomed and bore fruit, but they were still where they were, unable to go anywhere.
The sedan disappeared.
Su Ruan stepped on the dead leaves under her feet and looked 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 came from inside, and the smell was so strong that Su Ruan couldn't help but sneeze.
However, at this moment, someone's voice suddenly came from around him.
A boy in red grabbed Su Ruan's hand and pulled her into the ancestral hall: "The bride is here!"
"Hurry up, hurry up, 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.
There is no concrete appearance at all.
Thank you Aegean and Lucy Love for your monthly pass (crocodile bows)
(End of chapter)