Is the system pissed off today?

Chapter 28. The bride in the wine cellar [28]

Jing Jue saw the housekeeper leading a group of people, wearing uniform red attire, carrying a coffin into the temple.

There are countless headless stone statues in the dark temple, and a huge stone is placed in the center of the temple.

The butler commanded the attendants to lift out the person in the coffin and put it on the stone.The boulder split open in the middle, and the woman who came out of the coffin fell into it.

Under the boulder is a dark room, with hideous heads placed in front of the wine tank.

The person who fell in was nailed to the ground one by one. After waking up from the pain, he saw his palm pierced by the boulder and screamed for help.A huge wine jar smashed towards her and swallowed her head. Her cry for help was swallowed by the wine jar, and then there was a red and white paste.

This is the picture from the doll.

Jing Jue held Bai Ling's hand tightly, looking at the housekeeper as if she was looking at a dead person, but rationality restrained Jing Jue's murderous mood, and she didn't want to do anything until she figured everything out.

"Housekeeper, take me to see your master."

The housekeeper responded obediently, and led Jing Jue to a gray wooden door.

"It's so deadly."

Zhuge Jiu, who was following behind Jing Jue, touched his nose with a disgusted expression on his face.

dead?Thinking of the master's abnormal expression, Jing Jue had a guess in his heart.

The door opened, and a gray-faced man stepped out of it.

The butler bowed to him, "Master."

Master Wang saw Bai Ling next to Jing Jue, and then at Jing Jue, "He has been waiting for you."

"What does this mean, what happened in this village?"

Master Wang said with a wry smile, "In order to get rich, he was fascinated by a ghost. He sacrificed his daughter and released the ghost. Bai Ling was kind to my daughter, so my daughter asked me to protect him before she died. It’s been 30 years since then.”

"To protect him is to make him a puppet?"

"This is what he did himself. He said that only in this way can he leave his memory. The red thread is already in your hand. When night comes, he will wake up."

The red thread was hanging on Jing Jue's body, climbing around, kissing her cheek from time to time.

Zhuge Jiu watched this scene and waved to Xiao Ba, "It seems that we have nothing to do here, let's go, let's go out for a stroll."

"Since your Wang family's daughter is dead, why do you keep recruiting relatives?"

Master Wang looked at Bai Ling and said, "Because this is his deepest memory before death, and only when the memory keeps on playing out can his soul stay in his body."

Deepest... memory?
Jing Jue turned to look at Bai Ling, the wedding dress he was wearing became more and more familiar, and a golden phoenix pattern faintly appeared on the old clothes.

Jing Jue straightened his crooked collar, and groped for a few small beads under the collar. They hung crookedly there, and they looked out of place with the neat patterns next to them.

"A Jue, I sewed this, does it look good?"

Bai Ling's voice in the red thread sounded again, sounding a bit excited.

"Looks good, you made this wedding dress?"

"Ah Jue, we did this together. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Bai Ling's voice sounded a little weak, with a drawn-out ending, a bit coquettish in it.

The red thread drooped on Jing Jue's shoulders, and she lost her previous energy.

"Ah Jue, I can come out after a while. I don't want to see other people. Let's go back to the room and go to the innermost room."

(End of this chapter)