This actor is full of tricks.

It was only more than ten minutes after the old man joined the battle, but he killed three enemies on his own. He was so powerful that it was unbelievable.

This made the faces of the gods' messengers who were fighting against the strange bride change.

"Damn it! Where did this old man come from!"

"Don't hold back! Kill all of these guys immediately! The wedding has already been ruined. If we don't kill these guys, we won't be able to report to the gods!"

One of the gods shouted angrily, not daring to hold back any longer, and directly summoned the weirdness hidden in his body.

Seeing this, the other gods' messengers no longer held back. One after another, hideous-looking creatures filled with malice emerged from their bodies.

For a moment, this area seemed to have turned into an endless hell, filled with eerie ghostly air, howling winds, and blood and resentment everywhere.

The old man's face trembled, but his consecutive victories made him full of confidence. He seemed to no longer be the timid and cunning man who could only guard the store. He looked around with confidence, and he had an invincible momentum.

"What if a few more brats come? I'll still kill them one by one. Even if a C-rank one comes now, I'll kill it!"

Lin Jue, who was hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but look strange when he heard this. Was he too cowardly before? Now, after killing a few weirdos, he has rebounded and become completely arrogant?
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became quiet. Everyone and Gui stopped what they were doing and looked to the side at the same time.

Over there, it seemed like something was approaching.

"Why don't you dare to speak? Keep fighting!" The old man was very arrogant, and it was impossible to tell that he was scared to death by Lin Jue at the beginning.

But soon, he realized something was wrong and looked in the direction where everyone was looking.

His strength is the strongest among all the ghosts present, so his feelings are the most intuitive.

In his sight, the night in the distance suddenly darkened.

The night grew darker. It was a very strange visual experience, but it was also the most intuitive feeling of the old man. It was as if an abyss that swallowed up all the light suddenly appeared and was slowly approaching this side.

At the same time, silver bells rang, gongs and drums clanged, accompanied by the mournful sound of suona.

"Paper money falls, and a smile appears on my face again..."

"The old mourning clothes have become beautiful red clothes..."

"The bridal sedan chair landed, but the groom who came was not the one I wanted..."

"She lifted her veil, laughed absurdly, and hung herself from the beam with a white silk rope..."

"Swaying on tiptoe, rolling up the paper dowry..."

"Paper people, paper horses, good luck buried in coffins."

The strange ballad sounded again, the abyss approached, torches burned, and paper people and paper horses carried a large sedan chair slowly towards them.

"Wu Xiumei is here?" Lin Jue lay on the haystack, his eyes narrowed, staring at the big sedan chair.

It may contain the unspeakable taboos of this village, the source of the death of the eighteen brides, and the one that the gods want to resurrect.

The sedan chair landed on the ground with a loud noise that seemed to hit the hearts of everyone present. Whether it was the messenger of God or the weirdo, they all felt as if their bodies were pinched by an invisible big hand, unable to move at all.

"Gu." The old man swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva, and his calves felt weak. What he just said was just to show off. Could it be that a big guy really came?
The curtain of the sedan chair moved without wind, and a vermilion coffin slid out from inside.

The moment the coffin appeared, Lin Jue clearly heard the screams of the villagers hiding around him. One by one, they fled from their hiding places and ran away.

The previous melee didn't scare them away, but now that the coffin appeared, they were scared out of their wits. It can be seen how much they are afraid of the red coffin.

"Hahahaha! You lured this guy here! You will definitely die!"

The envoys of God were laughing crazily. They knew what this sedan chair meant. It was the root cause of the village's current state.

The sound of fingernails scratching the lid of the red coffin could be heard from within. Wu Hai stared blankly at the coffin. He seemed to realize something, took a step forward, and called out in disbelief, "Sister?"

boom!
The red coffin exploded at this moment, and the terrifying resentment rose up like a huge wave that had been suppressed for a long time. The cold wind blew, and the cold air tore the surrounding air like steel knives.

"Here comes a C-rank!"

Before he could see clearly what was in the red coffin, the old man was so scared that he turned around and ran away. He could talk big, but if he really had to face a C-level monster, he would be worse than being chased by Lin Jue for two miles.

Strands of white silk stretched out from the sea of ​​resentment as thick as ink, sweeping directly towards all the strange brides and shop owners, wrapping them up like dumplings.

"What the hell is this!" The old man frantically activated the black runes on his body, trying his best to tear the white silk into pieces.

But these white silks look as fragile as paper, but in fact they are harder than steel. The old man has enough strength to knock a person away with one punch, but he cannot tear the white silk into pieces.

This is the gap between C-level and D-level. After reaching C-level, not only will the strength of the weirdo increase exponentially, but its abilities will also evolve to a certain extent. It can also recover from its injuries by devouring other weirdos.

It can be said that C-level is a watershed in weird strength.

As the sea of ​​resentment slowly dissipated, everyone and the ghosts could see clearly what was hidden in the red coffin.

She was a young woman, her face as pale as paper, wearing a bright red wedding gown. There was no resentment in her expression, and one could even say she had the beauty of a beautiful girl from a small family, but her whole body exuded an endless and terrifying resentment.

She is the reason why the village has become what it is now. Even if the gods killed all the brides, it was all related to her, so the hatred in her has reached an astonishing level, which is almost touching the strength of B level.

"Sister!" Tears welled up in Wu Hai's eyes as he shouted. Seeing his sister again, he was excited but also more frightened.

It’s not that we are afraid of each other, but we are afraid of the current positions of both sides.

Because the other party has become weird, Wu Hai is even wondering whether his sister is the so-called god.

If that's the case, what should he do?
Is he going to attack his own sister?
He recalled some things from the past. His sister was four years older than him. His parents favored boys over girls, so all the dirty and tiring work was left to his sister since she was a child.

His parents didn't feel sorry for his sister, but Wu Hai liked her very much. When he was young, he would secretly hide a portion of delicious food for his sister.

The relationship between the brother and sister is very good, but because their parents favor boys over girls, the sister dropped out of school early and helped with housework.

Later, Wu Hai went to study in the city and seldom went home, but every time he came back, he would bring his sister some rare things from the city and tell her what was happening in the city.

At that time, his sister always looked at him with a smile. Although she didn't say it, Wu Hai could see from her eyes that she wanted to escape from the village.

Therefore, Wu Hai would work part-time when she was free at school, secretly saving money for her sister, hoping to help her escape from this suffocating family.

When Wu Hai was in college, his sister suddenly told him that she didn't want to leave anymore. She said that she had met someone she liked here and wanted to live a stable life with him in the village.

Wu Hai did not ask his sister who she liked. He just put all the money under her pillow before leaving. Since his sister did not want to leave, this money would be regarded as a dowry. After all, his parents would definitely not give his sister a penny of dowry. They just used his sister as a tool to earn betrothal gifts.

Later, due to his busy studies and a strange incident that led him to join the Inspection Bureau, he went home less and less frequently, until his parents fell from a vine ladder while returning to the village. The siblings stayed for a few more days to observe mourning.

On the last day of mourning, the matchmaker that my parents had arranged for my sister came to our house with drums and gongs to marry her.

Because my sister had lost her parents and was weak, the family knew that she would not dare to ask for a dowry, so they thought of letting her marry directly and getting something for nothing.

Wu Hai still remembers that when he wanted to fight with the other party, his sister held him back. He will never forget the desperate look in her eyes.

The last time I heard from my sister was the tragic news that she had committed suicide. (End of this chapter)