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Xie Ning was startled awake by the clang of a bell, and Hua Meng beside him was also awakened by the sound of a falling bell. Feng Ling glanced up and saw that Hua Meng had already started to deal with the candles and went back to sleep.

Xie Ning's clothes were already dry, but his face still looked a little pale.

When a new candle was lit, the warm candlelight made Xie Ning unable to help but stretch out his hands from under the quilt and move closer, but Hua Meng stopped him in time and put his hands into his arms.

"Go back to sleep. You'll be busy when the sun comes up."

Xie Ning was already a little drowsy, and now that his body was warm, he naturally fell asleep quickly.

The bell that truly heralded the dawn rang, and the earthen building came back to life. The lanterns had gone out, but the snow did not stop, and mixed with a few raindrops fell to the ground.

According to the rules, grandchildren should go to pay their respects at seven in the morning. Xie Ning's head was still a little dizzy, but on the surface everything seemed normal, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed a little indifferent.

The older ones went to pay their respects, which was a good thing for the players. Although the time was short, no player would be willing to miss this golden opportunity without anyone watching, provided they were still alive.

There were five incomplete red candles left. Liang Tan and the five members of Wan Yaomei led by him took three, Mo Lu took one, and the remaining three players shared one.

At night, some players also discovered a shortage of candles. Mo Ru discovered this not long after Lian Wu returned with the candles. Upon emerging, she spotted Lian Wu's footprints, unburied by the snow, and followed them to a new source of candles. She took three small pieces to ensure she survived the first two nights. As for the final night, she decided to take a risk.

The demon-like person had three candles. He was generous and would light one candle and then light another one without having to look for a new one.

The remaining three players went out to look for candles together, but because they looked for the candles in the red lanterns, they were attacked by the cold. Only one of the three survived because he ran fast, and the other two froze to death in the snow, which was completely covered after a night of wind and snow.

Only this sole survivor knew where the two bodies were buried. Every time he went to search for clues, he would subconsciously avoid that place, for fear that the player who died with regrets would suddenly reach out from the snow and grab his ankle.

There was too much snow in the compound, so everyone had to have breakfast in the lobby on the first floor. Except for grandma who could stay in her room, everyone else had to be there.

Breakfast was a simple porridge with pickles, and the great-grandmother's children and grandchildren had extra steamed buns and dumplings.

After dinner, Uncle Twelve randomly picked two players to go outside to help, one of them was Feng Ling and the other was a member of Wan Yaomei.

"Hello, my name is Wei Tran, I wrote Tran as Tran. Please help me later. The Wan Yao Mei Guild welcomes talented players at any time."

"Feng Ling, I have no intention of joining the guild."

After exchanging names, the two followed Uncle Twelve to the warehouse to get fireworks and two large plates of firecrackers.

There was too much snow in the yard and it would take a while to clear it away. Uncle Twelve didn't worry at all that the firecrackers would get wet by the snow.

The sound of firecrackers crackled, and the remaining fireworks were placed on the stage, as if they were not intended to be set off just yet.

The snow was soon covered with a layer of red firecrackers. Looking down from the third floor, Lian Wu couldn't help but think that these firecrackers were like red plum blossoms in the snow, with petals falling one by one in the snow, alternating between red and white, which was very beautiful.

Hua Meng couldn't help but complain in his heart, since it was going to snow that night, why did he ask him to sweep the floor yesterday? It would have been in vain.

After the firecrackers were burned, almost everyone in the earth building was assigned new jobs. Hua Meng was responsible for wrapping each pillar with red and white cloth, and he was joined by other members of the Tao family.

At first glance, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the red cloth, but during the wrapping process, Hua Meng discovered that there were many splash-like reddish-brown marks on it. No need to guess, these were definitely bloodstains.

This also reminds players that this is by no means the first ghost marriage.

Lian Wu continued to embroider a red veil with her pearl hairpin on her head in the corridor on the third floor. While embroidering, she also observed the situation in the earth building.

The red plum blossoms in the yard have begun to bloom. However, only the women of the Tao family can touch these red plum blossoms. The task of pruning the branches falls directly on all the women in the earth building except the grandmother.

Xi Yichen and five or six members of the Tao family were embroidering a wedding dress in the house. The intricate patterns on it were much more difficult than those on the red veil, but correspondingly, he did not need to find the gold thread himself.

Xi Yichen felt uneasy about the task of directly touching the wedding dress, but as long as he didn't go out into the snow and face the two companions who died last night, he immediately felt relieved. After all, the bride was not with him and no one was dead in the house.

In addition, the entire earth building needs to undergo a thorough cleaning and some damaged areas need to be repaired.

Xie Ning was carrying a bucket of deep red liquid that smelled of blood. According to the Tao family, dog blood and chicken blood must be used to paint the walls in order to ensure the safety and well-being of the newlyweds.

After seeing the blood, Xie Ning wanted to pour the blood directly on these people. If he used blood to paint the wall, it would stink in two days!

Wasn't the groom's corpse smelly enough? Did they have to paint the walls with all that dog blood and chicken blood, trying to add to the stink?

The stench of decay and the fishy smell made Xie Ning imagine a scene of flies flying everywhere.

Oh no, there might not be any flies in this temperature, and the ones attracted here might be ghosts.

Several Wan Yaomei players were also tortured. One of them carried a bucket of blood and painted the walls and pillars of various parts of the earth building.

Hua Meng and the others had to wait for the blood to dry before wrapping the pillar with red cloth. There was not much sense of incongruity when the red cloth and the pillar were placed together, but when they started to wrap the white cloth, some of the undried blood stained the white cloth, which made them feel uneasy after watching it for a long time.

Feng Ling and Wei Ting were also busy afterwards. Wei Ting was assigned to the kitchen to wash vegetables, while Feng Ling was assigned to place red and white candles everywhere.

The candles they got from the warehouse were different from the ones they used at night. Both the material and the smell were the same as ordinary candles. It was likely that they just served as lighting.

Candles need to be placed on windowsills, fences, and next to potted plants, alternating between red and white candles.

Red candles are lit during the wedding, and the body is buried directly after the wedding, the red candles are extinguished, and white candles are lit.

Lian Wu, who was observing everything, thought that using happiness to ward off evil was probably the Li family's purpose.

They don't necessarily need Tao Nian. What they need is a suitable girl to dispel the evil spirit, so the person who will have a ghost marriage with Mr. Li may also be a player.

The red veil in her hand was half embroidered.

The three days of the copy are probably the first day for preparation, the second day for marriage, and the third day for burial.

They will be able to see the bride tomorrow at the latest.

There was not enough gold thread in the bag. Lian Wu rubbed his legs and prepared to get up and go to the warehouse to get some more gold thread.