Chapter 354: Yinshan Village

The red veil covered the high bed, and dozens of people stood in a row, as if for a group photo, with their backs to Bai Liu outside the bed tent.

The brides, dressed in different versions of red dresses and trousers, stood motionless like wax figures, their heads covered in red, their feet covered in embroidered shoes, and their heavy red heads embroidered with a dragon and a phoenix.

The cover seems to have been soaked in water, dripping from the yellowish willow fringe around it and hitting the bedding drop by drop.

Water seeps from the bedding under the bed and slowly spreads through the chamber.

A strong smell of water and blood.

What's even more bizarre is that the brides are clearly facing Bai Liu with their backs turned, their embroidered shoes with their toes pointing backwards and their heels going forward, as if their heads have been twisted 180 degrees, which is a chilling sight to see.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes to search through the bridal group.

This group of brides is standing in the bottom right corner, where Bai Liu sees a bride in black trainers, her hands long, broad, blue and white, with distinctive veins.

These hands are a man's hands, the nail caps of which are black and blue and long, with water dripping from their tips.

Mu Sicheng followed Bai Liu's gaze, he held his breath, and carefully mouthed to Bai Liu: This is my sneaker, and as you guessed before, [it] really shows my body to us!

Bai Liu gazed motionlessly at the [bride] in her trainers.

In Mu Sicheng's own words, his evil spirit was fun, arrogant, and stole something that he didn't hide carefully, but was sure to show it off to them and seduce them into robbing it like a bear.

And what would be the worst way to seduce them into robbing it?

Naturally, it is placed in the most dangerous [prana] to grab.

The most dangerous prana in this chamber, apart from the zombie Taoist, should be these new brides who died on the road with strong grievances.

Bai Liu curled up on one knee, and with one foot on the edge of the bed he powered up, and Mu Sicheng gave a startled cry.

The wooden bed, which holds more than thirty people, sways with a creak as Bai Liu stands on it.

The pile of brides standing on the bed swayed slightly as it shook, their heels, which had been facing inwards, moved and slowly turned in Bai Liu's direction.

During the turning, these brides' upper bodies remained motionless, as if their feet were separated from their upper bodies, and a soft, feminine giggle came from under the cover, which seemed to be blown and brushed.

Mu Sicheng stood at the edge of the bed, he was about to pull Bai Liu out of the bed, he stopped himself at this moment and asked with a tense expression, " Bai Liu, what are you doing up there! I'm the one who should be up there, right?"

"Your body is inside these thirty or so brides." Bai Liu was still ready to move forward when he looked back down at Mu Sicheng who was tugging at the hem of his shirt, his eyes gesturing for him to let go, "Now all you have to do is not tug at me, but find your body quickly later in the chase and jump in."

Mu Sicheng pointed suspiciously at the bride in the sneakers, "Isn't that my body? All I have to do is jump in, right?"

"Though you're certainly not too bright." Bai Liu said lightly as he turned back to pull a joystick from his waist, "but I also don't think you're going to strut the results on the table when it comes to something you enjoy and are good at, like stealing and hiding."

Mu Sicheng exclaimed, "Where did you get this joystick?!"

"Last night from the coffin in the temple smooth, feel that can be used, this cover should not be we can just lift, otherwise last night Kong Xuyang in prevent us to lift the bride cover should say do not let us lift the cover, not prevent the bride to lift the cover."

Before Bai Liu could finish his sentence, he reached out and tugged at the head of a bride in front of him.

The bride's head was tossed back by Bai Liu, but the cover remained in place, as if it had been firmly attached to her scalp.

Bai Liu let go at Mu Sicheng's dumbfounded look as the bride slowly straightened her head back up again, Bai Liu turned his head and looked blandly at Mu Sicheng: "Indeed, so I guess this cover can only be lifted with a joystick or by this bride herself."

Before Mu Sicheng can react, Bai Liu extends the joystick and without hesitation aims it at the lanky bride in sneakers, picking her head upwards.

The water-soaked cover falls and blood fills the room.

Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu both looked at the bride with her head lifted for a moment.

The bride had no head beneath her head, only a cross section of the back of her neck above her shoulders, the flesh white and still faintly oozing blood, the bulging mass that held up the head like a skull was a mess of black hair growing out of the back of her neck.

Mu Sicheng couldn't hold back a fuck.

Bai Liu managed to hold it together: "It's not your body, the sneakers are a blindfold."

"So what now?" Mu Sicheng looked to Bai Liu, "Do we uncover the heads one by one?"

Bai Liu calmly lowered his eyes to the bed, "I don't reckon your prana would have the kindness to let us uncover our heads one by one."

The moment the headless bride's head hit the ground, the sound of the remaining three dozen brides' petulant laughter sharpened considerably, and the speed at which their dozens of toes turned became violently faster, almost instantly aligning themselves with Bai Liu's position.

As they turn, their upper bodies fling themselves about, and after a crisp interlocking of bones, all of them are aligned frontally and on their toes, balking in the direction of Bai Liu in swift, broken strides.

"Run!"

Bai Liu jumped under the bed without a pause and the bride followed suit, Bai Liu looked back and then pulled Mu Sicheng and started to circle the bed, throwing the wedding rod to Mu Sicheng: "You reveal it."

Mu Sicheng, who was scrambling to pick up the wedding pole, ducked down to avoid the bride, who was approaching with a broken stride behind him, and asked in return, "Why me?"

"Now one of these thirty or so brides must be in your body." Seeing that Bai Liu was about to be caught up with the bride, he sprinted under the bed in a diagonal dive and plunged out the other end of it.

Bai Liu, who had emerged from under the bed, dropped to one knee and looked up at Mu Sicheng: "I can't tell the difference between these brides for the moment, so uncovering the head is the equivalent of opening a blind box, and I've just vaguely remembered that my luck seems to have always been bad for this sort of thing."

"Or are you so scared that you must ask me to come?" Bai Liu smiled as he made a move to pick up the joystick in Mu Sicheng's hand, "I wouldn't mind if you didn't mind all thirty or so being uncovered by me chasing after us."

Mu Sicheng alertly retracts the joystick, and he climbs somewhat desperately onto the bedstead, pursued by the bride's small steps on tiptoe. He lies down on the bed tent and takes a deep breath, then turns and with one pulling hand hooks a bride's head open with the joystick.

"Neither is this one!" Mu Sicheng broke down a little.

Bai Liu was beside himself with a nonchalant reminder, "Be careful, the bride whose head you have uncovered seems to die running after you."

Mu Sicheng was shocked: "You didn't tell me earlier!"

Bai Liu shrugged innocently, "The one I uncovered was a headless bride that seemed to move less regularly because it didn't have a head, and I only just realised it would be chasing me."

"Suggest you reveal it quickly." Bai Liu scattered from side to side dodging the one headless bride of his following behind, his face light but his tone full of sympathy, "It's almost twelve."

Mu Sicheng climbed up to one of the pillars next to the chamber with two athletic lifts of his feet. He clamped his feet on the pillar, looked down at the pile of brides clustered beneath it, gritted his teeth and bent down to hook the covers of six brides in a row with a joystick.

"KAM! Not all six of them!" Mu Sicheng raged, "That Pura isn't playing a trick on me, is he! There can't be any of my body in here at all!"

Bai Liu crouched gently beside the bed as the headless bride searched round and round it, smiling as he raised his eyes to Mu Sicheng hanging from the pillar: "I think there is your body in here."

"But which one is it?" Mu Sicheng picked his head off, "It's almost like Tang Bohu ordering Qiu Xiang, and I'm ordering twice as much [Qiu Xiang] as Tang Bohu!"

"You're lifting yourself up, Tang Bohu has a wife after ordering Qiu Xiang, and you don't have one after you've ordered it." Bai Liu calmly adds, "You can only find your own corpse."

Mu Sicheng: "......"

I'm not really a person, but Bai Liu, you're really not a person.

"But you have the joystick." Bai Liu rested his jaw lazily, "You're still more skilled than your [prana], reveal it quickly, the body is still yours, it's no match for you."

Mu Sicheng bends down to hook the cover while sulking.

Bai Liu's eyes were fixed on the brides below, and he saw a bride flex her fingers and lift them as Mu Sicheng's wedding pole came down.

This is a subconscious [hooking] gesture, often used by thieves when they see their desired loot, as Mu Sicheng did when he stole it.

Bai Liu slowly hooked the corners of his mouth.

It seems that with his urging, a restless [bride] wants to steal the joystick.

Bai Liu spoke extremely fast: " Mu Sicheng, the third at nine o'clock."

Mu Sicheng didn't think at all when he received Bai Liu's words, and almost reflexively hooked his hand and raised his head, moving so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye.

The cover is lifted and "Mu Sicheng", with his loathsome face, black eyes and one-inch fangs, glares viciously at Mu Sicheng hanging from the pillar, his knees tense and his mouth open to bite Mu Sicheng.

Mu Sicheng subconsciously tries to counter.

Bai Liu ordered coldly, "No counterattack, let him pounce."

Mu Sicheng stopped fighting back, he was sucked by this flying " Mu Sicheng " who took the flesh of his neck hard, but it was not blood that was sucked, it was soul, Mu Sicheng's face was so painful and hideous that it was almost a shadow, and finally disappeared completely from the pillar.