"Oh, my benefactors! You've come!"
The village chief was delighted to see them and led several men who had been working over to express his gratitude and bow repeatedly.
"Thanks to you all for helping our village kill the zombies, otherwise we wouldn't know what to do!"
"Yes, yes! There won't be any more zombies to bother us!"
Reminded of this, Pu Sang angrily asked, "Are there other customs you haven't told us about?!"
"For example... why marry a single mother to a ghost! She just doesn't have a husband, that doesn't mean she's without human rights!"
Upon hearing this, the village chief's expression changed drastically.
He opened his mouth and stammered for a long time, exchanging glances with the men around him, but he didn't dare to tell the truth.
The old women and aunties passing by avoided the topic, as if afraid of touching on it.
The villagers' reaction was quite strong, which was really strange.
It was as if they were rejecting it, or as if they were simply too afraid to bring it up.
"This... this happened in our village a long time ago. Why ask about this? It's bad luck."
"Now that the zombie is dead, and thanks to all our benefactors, you can head back the way you came."
It felt like the village chief was leading them into the woods.
Jiang Nuo looked thoughtfully at the woods they had come from; it was from there that Ghost King He Jiu had met them.
And... corpse drivers.
There was still no sign of the corpse driver here, and the illusory figure of the corpse driver, who was being chased in the Ghost King Illusory Realm, was nowhere to be seen here either.
"Okay, then we'll be going."
Jiang Nuo responded with a smile, then took Si Yan's hand and turned to walk towards the grove. Pu Sang wanted to ask about the others, but ultimately didn't dare to ask.
The two sisters, Shuishui and Qianqian, followed behind them.
On the way to the woods, Jiang Nuo gave Pu Sang a dagger and whispered instructions.
"If we encounter danger in the woods later, Si Yan and I won't be able to save you in time."
"You should stab yourself in the back."
Pu Sang: "... Huh?!"
Her mouth hung open as she stared blankly at the dagger, unable to believe what she had just heard.
[ah???]
"Is this something a human being could say?"
[ Jiang Nuo 666... Now you're going to kill even the last guest, right?]
Is Jiang Nuo really out of his mind?!
"Oh, whatever, just accept it."
Si Yan tapped her head and whispered, "Keep your voice down, someone's behind you."
Pu Sang let out a howl and secretly glanced behind him.
Sisters Shuishui and Qianqian walked quietly behind him, hand in hand, but they were too quiet, and both had long, flowing hair.
Pu Sang felt a chill run down his spine, shuddered, and turned back, putting the dagger away.
The path through the woods was no different from the way they had come; there were still many insects and snakes, and the three of them had to walk very carefully.
But the approaching danger can always be clearly perceived.
A dim light flashed by.
As Pu Sang exclaimed in surprise, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky above the entire forest, reducing visibility to a visible degree, as if daytime had turned into dark night in just a few seconds.
Then, a suona horn sounded.
The leaves rustled, and the wind howled relentlessly.
"A pregnant woman, riding in a bridal sedan chair, marries a lonely ghost; lanterns are lit, the wedding will take place at the hour of the dead!"
The children, who had vanished with the illusion, reappeared.
They skipped and jumped, leading the way barefoot, singing folk songs.
Jiang Nuo and the other two immediately became alert, crouching down and hiding behind the giant tree to watch. Pu Sang exclaimed in a low voice, "How come they've reappeared? Weren't they all dead?"
Behind the children, seven Guiding Souls, each carrying a lantern, walked slowly, their paper lanterns swaying in the wind, their candlelight dim.
There were several familiar faces among the Guiding Souls, including the corpse of Lin Yu, who had clearly been brutally murdered by Jiang Nuo in the illusion.
Jiang Nuo confirmed again that it was only Lin Yu's corpse.
Then, a light veil filled the sky, and headless, burly men dressed in mourning clothes carried a bridal sedan chair as it slowly approached.
Behind the bridal sedan chair were three coffins, no more, no less.
One coffin after another was carried toward them, and on the coffin lid sat a paper figure riding a horse. The paper figure had eyes, and its bright colors were eerie. There were two men and one woman.
They heard the sound of a suona horn, and it turned out to be the paper figure playing it!
Pu Sang stared in surprise, his eyes wide, his hands covering his mouth, his heart pounding.
No way...
There aren't just the three of them here! There's also Shui... Where are Shuishui and Qianqian?
Pu Sang turned around in surprise, only to find that the two sisters had stopped sometime earlier and were standing hand in hand under a tree not far away, their long hair covering their faces, their smiles identical.
Noticing that Pu Sang was looking over, the two of them turned their heads at the same time, their eyes instantly turning black, as if they were covered with thick paint.
They... they are not human!
Si Yan quickly covered Pu Sang's mouth, "Don't scream."
Pu Sang swallowed his shock, watching in horror as the bridal sedan chair drew closer. "What do we do... what...?"
Before she could finish speaking, three coffins suddenly crashed into them, giving them no time to react.
The next second, all three were simultaneously slammed into the coffin.
Pu Sang couldn't hold back any longer and screamed, his back aching from the impact, "Let me out!!"
The space inside the coffin was so cramped that you couldn't even straighten your arm. Pu Sang had experienced this before, and he was so frightened that he frantically pounded on the coffin, but to no avail.
Then suddenly there was a commotion, and I felt the coffin being lifted up again and put on its way.
We still don't know where we're going...
Pu Sang couldn't help but think about the worst possible outcome.
Coffins... coffins are, of course, buried in the ground!
Terrified, she instinctively searched her body and found only the dagger Jiang Nuo had given her.
"If you encounter danger in the woods, stab yourself."
The words he had just heard were still ringing in his ears. Pu Sang felt it was absurd, yet he was completely helpless.
Better than...
It would be better to be buried alive in the ground.
No... not necessarily.
Perhaps the female ghost had other ideas.
All you have to do is escape the moment the coffin lid opens.
Pu Sang consoled himself with this thought, hesitating to plunge the dagger in.
But she was oblivious to the fact that the coffin was a sealed space, and she was taking deep breaths because of her nervousness.
Meanwhile, Jiang Nuo, realizing she was trapped inside a coffin, tried to push the coffin lid open, but couldn't.
Of course, given the typical structure of a coffin, it is impossible to push it open from the inside.
He then tried to use his Spiritual Power to break through.
They succeeded, but before they could even get out, they were trapped inside again.
Jiang Nuo lowered his hand and pondered for a few seconds.
Then I adjusted myself into a comfortable position, lowered my breathing to its slowest point, and simply rested.
The Ghost Bride probably hates them to the core by now and won't choose to suffocate in the coffin; that would be too easy.
After an unknown amount of time being shaken, Si Yan inside the coffin grew impatient and repeatedly damaged the coffin before being locked inside.
Finally, after the coffin was breached one last time, it was no longer trapped or shaken.
Si Yan immediately jumped down, shook her head, which was dizzy from lack of oxygen, and looked around.
Why here again?
Si Yan was puzzled. If they had stayed in the same place, what had they been doing wandering around on the road for so long?
" Nuonuo!"
He ran toward the other two coffins.