I set up a shelter organization

I don’t know how long I ran.

When he was about to be exhausted, there was suddenly a little light in front of him.

A somewhat quaint house with an open gate appeared before his eyes. The light came from the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the gate.

Ah! In horror games, this kind of scene usually indicates the start of the monster-killing phase, right?

Maybe there will be a door-opening kill.

Zhao Hun couldn't stop shaking all over, his body felt cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Sitting in front of the computer desk, Zhao Hun was in the mood to make jokes no matter how the game character died, after all, it was a game.

Because he knew that no matter how scary the game was or how powerful the monsters in it were, they would not jump out of the screen and hurt him.

When he was really faced with the same situation and felt death approaching step by step, he deeply understood what despair was.

You can't go in! You'll die!

Zhao Hun originally wanted to retreat, but suddenly a crisp sound of bells colliding came from behind him.

Zhao Hun didn't dare to look back at all.

His pupils dilated unconsciously, and cold sweat broke out. No way? Could this really be a trick?

Is that ghost coming over?

Would it open its bloody mouth, drool, and wait for him to turn around before biting his head off?

Hearing the sound of the bell getting closer and closer to him, Zhao Hun finally couldn't help but scream, and crawled into the house in front of him with his hands and feet, pissing and shitting.

There was no light in the house.

The darkness quickly swallowed up his figure.

The bell paused for a moment, and a dark shadow followed Zhao Shenshen into the courtyard.

As soon as Zhao Hun stepped into the house, he felt his eyes brighten.

Lights came on in the originally dark house, and several people holding lanterns hurried over, picked up Zhao Hun and ran away.

"Hey, the bride has already entered the bridal chamber, why are you still running around outside as the groom?"

Zhao Hun was frightened and yelled, "I am not the groom, you have the wrong person."

These people didn't listen to his explanation at all and carried him directly into a room.

This is a wedding room, with red double happiness stickers, festive red silk and red lanterns posted everywhere in the room.

On the table, red candles were burning, lighting up the entire room red.

Those people threw him into the room, quickly closed the door and left.

Zhao Hun got up from the ground, ran to the door and pounded on it, "Let me out!"

The door seemed to be made of thin wood, and the window paper was also covered with a thin layer of white paper, but no matter how hard he knocked, he couldn't push the door open.

An evil wind blew in the room, the light on the candle flickered, and outside there was a shrill sound of suona, which did not sound like a wedding.

In the game, it is a very old-fashioned way to intimidate players.

Zhao Hun couldn't help but glance at the wedding bed out of the corner of his eye.

A bride with a veil on her head sits gracefully with her hands on her knees.

If you ignore the pale and bloodless skin on her exposed hands, the slender, sharp red nails are too conspicuous.

Then this bride doesn't look scary at all.

Zhao Hun was extremely scared. At that moment, he recalled all the horror games he had played, and automatically imagined how distorted, terrifying and scary the face under the red veil was.

Zhao Hun leaned against the door, trembling with fear. It was over. He was probably going to die here today.

Squeak!

There was suddenly nothing behind Zhao Hun.

The door that he couldn't open no matter how hard he knocked was opened.

Zhao Hun's body suddenly fell backwards.

A warm and powerful hand pressed on his back, firmly supporting his fallen body.

Ding dong!

The crisp sound of bells rang out along with the movement of people behind me.

The familiar sound of the bell made Zhao's body stiffen, but then he felt relieved when he felt the warmth coming from behind.

It has body temperature...it's not a trick.

Zhao Hun couldn't help but look back.

The man was wearing a yellow and red Taoist robe, with a small bun tied at the back of his head and the rest of his hair casually hanging down, looking very casual and unrestrained. The strange thing was that there were yellow talismans wrapped around his eyes, neck and arms.

This talisman paper seems to be made of a special material, a bit like silk, and very flexible.

There were incomprehensible runes painted on it with cinnabar.

He had a yellow bell hanging around his waist, which made a sound when he walked.

It's people!

Although his appearance looked very strange, he was indeed a human being.

Zhao Hun was so excited to meet a living person in such a ghost place that tears welled up in his eyes. "Quick, let's run! There's something strange here."

As if sensing that they were about to run, the sound of the suona outside became more and more urgent, and the surrounding windows began to vibrate.

When Zhao Hun turned around, he found that the bride on the bed had disappeared.

His scalp suddenly felt numb.

Before he could warn, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him.

Then he discovered to his horror that the bride was lying behind the Taoist priest who was standing at the door.

"You, you, behind you..." Zhao Hun pointed at the Taoist priest's back with his eyes wide open. He was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

All the hairs on Zhao Hun's body stood on end.

A low chuckle woke up his blank and almost unconscious brain.

The Taoist priest stretched his lips and revealed a slightly crazy smile. "Madam, being too enthusiastic will not make people like you."

The yellow talisman paper covered his eyes, and his emotions could not be seen, but from his tone, it could be heard that he did not feel fear.

While Zhao Hun was afraid, he felt a deep admiration for the Taoist priest in his heart.

He can talk and laugh calmly even with the female ghost lying behind him. This guy is really brave!

If it were him, he would have probably fainted in fear.

The bride let out a series of sweet laughs, leaned close to the Taoist priest's ear, and expressed her affection in an extremely pleasant voice: "My dear, it's time to rest."

The Taoist priest was indifferent. "Alas, I should have been gentle with this beautiful woman in front of me, but unfortunately, I already have a virtuous wife at home, and she is very difficult to please. I have no choice but to decline this lady's kindness."

The bride stretched out her delicate hands and put them around his neck, squeezing him so hard that it seemed as if she wanted to strangle the Taoist priest to death.

"My dear, today is our wedding day. We promised to be together forever, live and die together."

The Taoist priest's hand brushed against the bell at his waist.

The bell rang three times in a peculiar rhythm.

"Then you should ask my wife to see if she agrees."

Under Zhao Hun's stunned gaze.

Another female ghost with talismans all over her body appeared beside the Taoist priest.

Unlike the bride who was dressed in ancient wedding clothes, this female ghost was wearing modern clothes, with talismans pasted all over her body, and her clothes were soaked in blood and stained.

As soon as she appeared, she scratched the bride with her claws.

The bride was forced to leave from behind the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest pressed his bruised neck and said, "It seems she doesn't agree."

I saw two female ghosts fighting.

Zhao Hun opened his mouth and it took him a long time to find his voice.