Click-clack, the wedding sedan's floorboards and roof flew open on their own. Junior Sister Huang sprang out like a rabbit struck by an arrow, checked her phone, and immediately sprinted away;
At the end of the procession, Junior Martial Brother Ma hammered frantically at the coffin lid, shouting with all his might:
"Let me out! Let me out! Let me out—" His voice was nearly breaking into sobs. Shen Le shook his head and squeezed the bronze seal in his hand. "Sigh, the 2D check failed. Hey, move the coffin lid a little farther and let him out, will you?"
The coffin lid reluctantly shifted aside again, opening a small gap. Junior Martial Brother Ma crawled out, filthy and disheveled. With a ripping sound, his pants caught on something, and a strip of cloth immediately dangled behind his butt.
He reflexively lunged forward, covered his butt with one hand, and wriggled across the ground. "Don't eat me! Don't eat me—" "It's fine, it's fine. No one wants to eat you." Shen Le had no choice but to quicken his pace, run over to him, and crouch down to soothe him. "It's all right. We're back now, back in the real world. Take a look at where we are so I can call someone to pick us up?"
"Is—is it really all right?" Junior Martial Brother Ma shakily got to his feet. The coffin had been too terrifying—
It had truly been too terrifying...
Not only had it been pitch-black, but all sorts of faint sounds had constantly drifted over.
There had been crying, distant laughter, sounds of battle and killing, screams, and gurgling bubbles, like the sound of someone whose throat had been slit, struggling to speak...
Curled up inside the coffin, he had lost all sense of time. It