Chapter 354: Yinshan Village

The white lantern light flickered, and in the high bed covered by the red veil, dozens of people stood neatly, as if they wanted to take a group photo, their backs facing Bai Liu outside the bed tent.

The brides stood motionless like wax figures in different versions of red dresses and pants, their heads covered with red heads, their feet with embroidered shoes, and their red, heavy heads embroidered with delicate dragons and phoenixes.

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

Water seeped through the bedding and under the bed, slowly spreading through the chamber.

A strong smell of water and blood.

Even more bizarre is that these brides obviously back to Bai Liu, feet on the embroidered shoes is the toe back, heel forward, as if the head was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, see people shudder.

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

As the brides stood in the bottom right corner of the group, Bai Liu saw a bride in black sneakers, her hands long, broad, and sinewy.

It was a man's hand, and the fingernails were black and blue, and long, and water dripped from the 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 sneaker-clad [bride].

According to Mu Sicheng's own words, his evil spirit was playful and arrogant, and when he had stolen something he did not have the sense to hide it carefully, but would definitely show it off to them and seduce them to rob it like a bear child.

So how do you seduce them into robbing it to be the most egregious?

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

The most dangerous prana in this chamber, besides that zombie Taoist, would be these new brides who died on the road with strong grievances.

Bai Liu curled up on one knee, and he powered up with one foot on the edge of the bed, Mu Sicheng feeding in surprise.

The wooden bed, which carries more than thirty people, shook with a creak as Bai Liu stood on it.

The brides standing in the pile on the bed swayed slightly as the bed shook, and their originally inward-facing heels moved, slowly turning in Bai Liu's direction.

As they turned, these brides remained motionless in the upper part of their bodies, as if their feet had been separated from their upper bodies, and a slight sound of a woman's petulant laughter came from under the cover, which seemed to be whisked by the blowing of the head.

Mu Sicheng stood beside the bed, he was about to pull Bai Liu off the bed, but seeing this formation he stopped himself and inquired with a tense expression, "Bai Liu, what are you doing up there! I'm the one who should go up, right?!"

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

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

"Though it's true you're not very smart." Bai Liu says lightly as he turns back to draw a joystick from his own waist, "But I also don't think you're going to be able to waltz the results to the table on something like stealing and hiding that you enjoy and are good at."

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

"Shun from the coffin in the temple last night, I feel like I can use it, this cover shouldn't be something we can just lift, otherwise last night when Kong Xuyang was stopping us from lifting the bride's cover he should have said don't let us lift the cover instead of stopping the bride from lifting the cover."

Before Bai Liu could finish his sentence, he reached out and tugged on the head of one of the brides in front of him.

The bride's head was torn back by Bai Liu, but the cover still didn't fall off, as if it had grown firmly on her scalp.

Bai Liu let go in Mu Sicheng's dumbfounded eyes, the bride slowly straightened her head back again, Bai Liu turned his head to look faintly at Mu Sicheng: "Sure enough, so I guess this cover can only be lifted with a joy stick or by the bride herself."

Before Mu Sicheng could react, Bai Liu extended his joystick and, without hesitation, aimed it at the lanky sneaker-clad bride's covered head, picking it upward.

The water-soaked cover fell and blood filled the air.

Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu looked at the uncovered bride for a moment.

This bride actually no head under the cover, shoulders above only the back of the neck cross-section, flesh color white, still in the hidden blood, the bulge a top up the cover as if the head of the bag is a mess from the back of the neck out of the black hair.

Mu Sicheng couldn't hold back his fuck.

Bai Liu still manages to hold steady: "It's not your body, the sneakers are a blindfold."

"Then what should we do now?" Mu Sicheng looked to Bai Liu, "Uncover them one by one?"

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

The moment that headless bride's head fell to the ground, the voices of the remaining thirty or so brides' dainty laughter sharpened violently, and the speed of their dozens of toe-turns became violently faster, almost instantly aligning themselves with Bai Liu's position.

As they turned, their upper bodies threw themselves violently, only to hear a crisp clattering of bones and joints before everyone's fronts aligned with their toes, swiftly crunching in Bai Liu's direction.

"Run!"

Bai Liu jumped down to the bed without a pause, and the bride jumped down with him. After looking back, Bai Liu pulled Mu Sicheng and started to circle around the bed, and threw the joy stick to Mu Sicheng: "You reveal it."

Mu Sicheng's hands scrambled to receive the joystick as he made a dive to avoid his bride, who was crushingly plastered behind him, and asked rhetorically, with a head full of questions, "How come I'm the one who took out the mortgage?"

"Now one of these thirty or so brides must be in your body." Seeing that Bai Liu was about to be overtaken by a bride, he dove under the bed in a diagonal dive and copped a short way out the other end of the bed.

Bai Liu, who had burrowed out from under the bed, knelt on one knee and looked up at Mu Sicheng : "I can't tell the difference between these brides for the time being, that uncovering the head is the equivalent of opening a blind box, and I've just vaguely remembered that I've always seemed to have very bad luck, and not very suited for this sort of thing."

"Or are you so afraid that you must have me?" Bai Liu smiled as he gestured to pick up the joystick in Mu Sicheng's hand, "I wouldn't mind if you didn't mind if all thirty or so were uncovered by me chasing after us."

Mu Sicheng vigilantly withdrew his joystick as he climbed up onto the bedframe in a bit of desperation, pursued by the bride's small tiptoe steps, he lay down on the bednet and took a deep breath, then turned around and with one of his hollowed out hands hooked the cover of one of the brides' heads with his joystick.

"Neither is this one!" Mu Sicheng cracked up a bit.

Bai Liu was not slow to mention from the side: "Be careful, the bride whose head you uncovered seems to die running with you."

Mu Sicheng was shocked, "You didn't say so earlier!"

Bai Liu shrugs innocently, "The one I uncovered was a headless bride that didn't seem to move very regularly because of the lack of a head, and I only just realized it would be running after me."

"Suggest you reveal it quickly." Bai Liu dodged his headless bride, who was following behind him, from side to side in a pedestrian manner, his face light, but his tone full of sympathy, "It's almost twelve o'clock."

Mu Sicheng, with a strong hand and two lifting feet, climbed up a pillar next to the crypt, clamped his feet on the pillar, looked toward the pile of brides clustered below the pillar, gritted his teeth and bent down to use the joy stick to hook open the cover of six brides in a row.

"KAM! Not all six!" Mu Sicheng was furious, "That Prana can't be playing a trick on me! There can't be no body of mine in here at all!"

Bai Liu crouched lightly beside the bed as the headless bride searched in a circle around the bed, he smiled and raised his eyes to Mu Sicheng hanging on 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 Tong Pak Fu ordering Chou Heung, and I'm still ordering twice as much [Chou Heung] as Tong Pak Fu!"

"You're lifting yourself up, Tong Pak Fu had a wife after ordering Qiu Xiang, you don't have a wife after ordering you." Bai Liu calmly added, "You can only find your own corpse."

Mu Sicheng: "......"

I'm not really human, but Bai Liu you really aren't.

"But you have the Pleasure Rod." Bai Liu lazily rested his jaw, "You're still more skillful than your [prana], so hurry up and uncover it, the body is still yours, it can't outlast you."

Mu Sicheng sulked as he bent down to hook the cover.

Bai Liu's eyes were fixed on the brides below, and he saw one bride arch her fingers and lift them as Mu Sicheng's joystick fell.

This is a subconscious [hook hand] movement, commonly seen when thieves see their favorite loot, and Mu Sicheng steals things in this position.

Bai Liu slowly hooked the corners of his mouth.

It seems that there is a restless [bride] who wants to steal the joystick at his urging.

Bai Liu spoke very quickly, "Mu Sicheng, third from nine o'clock."

Mu Sicheng did not think at all when he received Bai Liu's words, and almost reflexively hooked his hand and raised his head, his movements so fast that they were invisible to the naked eye.

The cover was lifted, and Mu Sicheng, who had an abominable face, black eyes, and fangs of more than an inch, glared viciously at Mu Sicheng, who was hanging on a pole, and his knees were taut, and he opened his mouth to bite Mu Sicheng.

Mu Sicheng subconsciously tries to counterattack.

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

Mu Sicheng stopped fighting back, and he was gripped by the flesh of his neck by this "Mu Sicheng", but what was sucked was not the blood, but the soul. Mu Sicheng's face was so agonized and hideous that he was almost a shadow, and finally disappeared completely into the pillar.