Bride of God

The night is quiet, the stars are twinkling.

In the city, it was rare to see such beautiful stars. The moon was white and the wind was clear, it should have been quiet and beautiful, but at this time no one had the leisure to enjoy such a starry sky.

After the ceremony, Jiang Luo took off his mask. The mask made him feel uncomfortable, obviously smiling, but with a dead feeling, rigid, stiff and full of weirdness.

He tucked the gag into his pocket, listening quietly to the whispered conversations of the contestants.

"Did you find anything today?"

"Nothing, do you?"

"Neither have I. However, I have noticed that there are very few old people in this village."

"Even the village chief looks to be in his fifties, not too old."

In the countryside, there are many old people in their fifties and sixties who are still working in the fields, so there are many old people in the countryside who are physically fit and can live to be seventy or eighty, and in the countryside where there are not many recreational activities, it is most common to see old people sitting in front of the door to bask in the sun.

However, there are not many elderly people to be seen in Deep Earth Village.

Jiang Luo, after eavesdropping on the conversation, withdrew his listening motion.

Lu Youyi suddenly said, "Jiang Luo, isn't that the little girl we ran into earlier?"

He tugged at Jiang Luo, signaling him to look to his left.

Jiang Luo turned around to see the little girl in red silently away from her parents, running back from the corner hidden.

He made an immediate decision, "Come on, let's go with them."

Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi lay low, away from the crowd, and followed the little girl in pursuit.

Gradually they pursued their way from the village to the edge of the beaten track, and, after passing through a large tract of dense forest, it suddenly opened up before them.

At the end of the dense forest was a large, wild cemetery with graves next to each other.

The tips of the graves were like small hills, and a tombstone was carved in front of each grave. At a glance, almost all of the graves were identical except for the amount of weeds on the graves, which were more or less different.

Jiang Luo looked quickly over the tip of the grave and soon saw a red figure, "There."

The little girl is digging a grave.

Her hands were no more than half the size of an adult's, and holding neither shovel nor trowel, her two white hands dug at the grave with her bare hands, and were soon bloodied by the harsh blades of grass and the hard stones.

Even if someone came, she only looked up at Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi, and then lowered her head to continue digging the earth grave.

Jiang Luo squatted down without changing his color and whispered, "Little sister, what are you doing?"

Lu Youyi crouched next to Jiang Luo, shivering.

The little girl didn't respond and Jiang Luo asked again before the little girl said sluggishly, "I'm digging a grave."

Jiang Luo patiently asked, "Why are you digging the graves?"

The little girl said, "I'm looking for my mommy and daddy."

"Are your mom and dad at the bottom of the grave?" Jiang Luo asked unhurriedly, "Then your mom and dad that we saw during the day are not your real mom and dad?"

The little girl did not say anything, but shook her head silently, not knowing whether she was denying Jiang Luo's question or expressing the fact that her parents were not real parents.

She dug the grave two more times, then suddenly looked up at the sky and muttered, "It's getting dark, I'm going home."

After saying that, she threw down the grave bag that had been dug out of a small pit and Jiang Luo and scurried into the dense forest.

Jiang Luo and the two of them were caught off guard and only reacted when the little girl's figure disappeared, Lu Youyi gulped, "Then we'll go too?"

Jiang Luo looked down at the grave bag, his half-hanging eyelashes moved, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised, "Lu Youyi, have you ever dug a grave?"

Lu Youyi: "......"

Ten minutes later, the two men began digging up the grave with two long pieces of wood they had found.

The moon was in the sky, and the miserable white moonlight hit the open space, which was even brighter than the lighted lamp.

Lu Youyi digging sweating, concentrate on immersed in digging the grave after, he also feel no fear, long wood dance tiger tiger, the grave bag soon flat half.

The coffin in this grave was buried so shallowly that it didn't take long for the skin to show through the grave.

The two men worked together to clear the soil, Jiang Luo used the tip of a piece of wood to lift the lid of the coffin, and Lu Youyi's voice trembled, "Lu, are we really going to open it?"

Jiang Luo paused and looked at the grave, "Then let's bury it again?"

Thinking about the hard work of digging the grave just now, Lu Youyi shut up.

Jiang Luo exerted himself and violently warped the coffin open. Lu Youyi probed and sucked in a breath of cold air.

Only to see a man and a woman lying inside the coffin, two corpses that looked exactly like the parents of the little girl they had seen during the day.

The body was somewhat decomposed, but the clothes were neat and tidy, so it must have died recently.

Lu Youyi : "This this this ......"

If the two bodies in the coffin were the little girl's parents, then who was the couple they had seen during the day?

After looking at the body, the puzzle is not solved a bit, but becomes more confusing. Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi cover the coffin and restore the grave bag to its original state.

Jiang Luo buried the last shovelful of soil and ran to the tombstone to read the words on it.

Lu Youyi wiped the beads of sweat on his face, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a bright light behind Jiang Luo's back, he jumped in his heart and shouted, "Jiang Luo, get down!"

Jiang Luo only heard a sound of breaking wind, he reacted quickly and rolled on the ground, all the way to the other tomb before.

After he settled down, he looked up and saw that a large blade of cold light flashing straight into the land where he just stayed, the sharp blade didn't go down most of the way, if Jiang Luo didn't run fast, I'm afraid that he had already been chopped in half by this large blade.

Jiang Luo looked in the direction where the large sword was cast.

A man with a strange image came out of the dense forest.

He wore an extremely strange outfit, like a layer of tattered fabric wrapped around his body, or like a robe with an ancient shape. He gradually stepped out of the darkness into the moonlight, his tall figure crushing fallen leaves and dead branches as he walked over to the great sword and drew it.

"Rubbing", the man gripped the knife and looked towards Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi.

He looked like an ancient general and warrior, his eyes were cold and filled with bloodshed. Jiang Luo rose from the ground, his spine slightly curved, his whole body tensed, ready to attack and escape at any time.

The man gave him a great sense of oppression, the man looked like a man, not a man, not a ghost, and the fury on his body was like substance, it was a vicious fury that could only be formed by people who had killed thousands of people.

"Who are you?" Jiang Luo asked tentatively.

The man did not say a word, but instead approached Jiang Luo with his knife. Jiang Luo spins the yin and yang rings, but to outsiders, he looks motionless, as if he has been stunned.

Lu Youyi lunged over and clutched the man's thighs as he gritted his teeth and shouted to Jiang Luo, "Run!"

"Run, Jiang Luo!" Lu Youyi's face turned white with anxiety, "Run!"

Jiang Luo was stunned.

The man frowned slightly in boredom, stopping his walk towards Jiang Luo and looking sideways at Lu Youyi, raising his hand that held the large sword.

The light of the knife flashed across Lu Youyi's body. Lu Youyi closed his eyes tightly, clearly terrified, but still firmly hugged the man's leg and wouldn't let go. Just as the large knife was about to land on his spine, a golden light appeared, and the golden shadow violently pounced the man to the side, the tiger roared, and one of the golden tiger's paws slapped heavily on the man's head, and its bloody mouth opened, hissing towards the man's face, "Roar!"

Lu Youyi froze and opened his eyes, Jiang Luo gasped and walked over to him and crouched down, "Lu Youyi, are you stupid?"

Lu Youyi: "Huh?"

Jiang Luo lips pursed, suppressed downward, his face look restrained taut, vaguely mixed with deliberate indifference. As if just Lu Youyi sacrificed himself to stop the dangerous scene did not exchange for a trace of his touch, but also let him very repulsive like.

"Why did you pounce," the tone was even a little annoyed, "do I need you to?"

But Lu Youyi didn't see anything wrong with him at all, and he foolishly replied, "I see that you're all weak in the knees; if I were to slow down any more you'd lose your life."

Jiang Luo Inexplicable anger stagnated, he took a deep breath, pulled the idiot up, and coldly looked at the man who was pressed by the tiger.

Just now, in the heat of the moment, his mind was filled with anger and tension, and he was almost on fire as he thought, "How fucking dare you touch my people?

In such a mood, he summoned Yin Hu, which he had never summoned before. Yin Hu was huge, twice as big as a real tiger. The colder Jiang Luo looked at the man, the harder Yin Hu stepped on the man's paw, and the angrier he roared.

The man seemed to still have strength, his hand holding the knife moved, and Yin Hu, as if provoked, slammed a heavy claw on the man's head again without mercy.

Blood flowed down from the man's forehead, and the man finally closed his eyes. Jiang Luo slowly walked over with Lu Youyi, his sharp gaze swept the man's whole body once, and kicked the large knife in the man's hand to the side with his foot.

Lu Youyi looked at the mighty tiger without blinking, and marveled three times without stopping: "Crouch Crouch Crouch!"

"So damn handsome!"

He still wanted to reach out and touch the tiger, but then he saw the man under the tiger's paw jerk his eyes open, the wound on his forehead had returned as good as new.

Lu Youyi sat down on his butt in shock, "Jiang Jiang Luo, he opened his eyes again!"

Jiang Luo immediately looked sideways, only to see the man straight open eyes looking at them, but in addition to looking at them after, but not half a struggle action.

The tiger roared, and the man looked expressionlessly at the tiger, then at Lu Youyi and Jiang Luo, "Who are you."

He paused, "And who am I."

Jiang Luo: "......"

Lu Youyi: "......"

The man's expression showed a bit of confusion that dissolved the coldness on his face, "Why is this tiger stepping on me."

"You pretend again?" Lu Youyi scornfully said, "You deadbeat, think you can fool us like that?"

"Is Deadbeat my name?" The man said, "What's your name then?"

Jiang Luo: ...... come to a hexagram when things are not decided.

The trigrams proved that the man was not lying. Jiang Luo cautiously wrapped the golden talisman culture as a Si Snake around the man before letting him get up.

When the man got up, Jiang Luo realized why he had lost his memory.

As the tiger pounced on the man, it happened to lunge the man into a sharp rock. The stone was inserted into the back of the man's head, and in a short time, not knowing what the man was from, the wound on the back of his head had healed, the wound wrapped tightly around the stone, with only a small point of the stone remaining on the outside of his scalp.

Jiang Luo squinted at the wound and even smiled a little.

The fire he had just felt dissipated quite a bit as he and Lu Youyi exchanged glances, Lu Youyi coughed his throat, "Have you really forgotten who you are?"

There was some blank puzzlement on the man's expressionless face, "I thought you said that my name was Dead Ghost?"

Lu Youyi choked, then let out a bad joke, "No, Dead Ghost is just your nickname, you have a big one."

The man asks, "What's my first name?"

"It's called Jiao Jiao," Lu Youyi said in a serious manner, "because you love to be pampered."

The man sulked for a moment, "Then you might as well call me Deadshot."

After determining that the man was truly amnesiac, Jiang Luo did not go so far as to do anything to a person who knew nothing as if he were a newborn, and he faintly said, "Lu Youyi, let's go."

Lu Youyi immediately left the dead ghost to follow Jiang Luo, the two people out of the cemetery, but the man who just wanted to kill them picked up the big knife and followed them silently.

Jiang Luo released Yin Hu and coldly pulled up his lips, "If you follow us again, I will not be polite."

"Why?" Deadpool looked at them confused, "Aren't we friends?"

Who's friends with someone who wants to kill them?

Jiang Luo stopped talking nonsense, released Yin Hu to deal with the men, and left the tomb with Lu Youyi at a fast pace.

The man left in place struggled against the tiger's attack, slowly moving to chase after them.

......

Half an hour later, Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi returned to the residence. They spoke to their companions about the body of the little girl's parents, which was too strange for the crowd to sort out.

"It seems that we can only wait for tomorrow's shrine selection," Wen Renlian frowned, "I don't know what this selection means, do you guys think it looks like you're choosing the one who will be sacrificed?"

"But if it's the one who chooses the sacrifice, the village headman shouldn't be saying things like, 'Don't be in a hurry, everyone,' and 'Don't ever get into a dispute,' " Ge Zhu said, resting his chin. "Unless this offering, in their eyes, represents a good symbol."

Liao Si was about to say something when she suddenly raised her eyes to look out the window, surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she said with a smile, "There seems to be a living dead man outside the door."

As soon as his words left his mouth, a shadow was reflected in the gap in front of the door to the room.

Lu Youyi instantly turned his head to Jiang Luo: "It's not a dead ghost, is it?"

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows, got out of bed and went to open the door, outside stood really is as if the ancient people, hand-carrying a big sword man.

There were numerous wounds on the man's body, the wounds had already healed, and only his even dirtier clothes and bloodstains could attest to his sorry state. The man's brow loosened when he saw Jiang Luo, but he was still paralyzed as he said, "Friends, I've come to find you."

Lu Youyi walked behind Jiang Luo, and Lu Youyi said, "How come you're still here."

Liao Si watched the men from behind the crowd, a twinkle in his eyes as he raised his voice, "Jiang Luo, do you recognize this living dead man?"

The man sniffs and glances in the direction of Liao Si, who silently mouthing: What are you doing here?

But just after the word was spoken, the man turned his eyes away without any fluctuation and fixed his gaze on Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi, as if he didn't recognize Liao Si at all.

Liao Si's forehead twitched. How did Teng Bi become like this?

"He's the living dead?" Jiang Luo turned to Liao Si and asked, "What is the living dead?"

Liao Si came back to her senses and explained, "The living dead are people who can act like living people even though their bodies are dead. They are different from the walking corpses in that they still have the memories and emotions of being alive, as if they are alive but dead."

Ye Xun added, "Living dead people are extremely rare, some people are so heavy with demonic energy that no Yin warrior dares to detain his soul even after death, and it is only by chance that one can become a living dead person who walks between heaven and earth."

The man in front of him was undoubtedly the kind of man Ye Xun was talking about.

Jiang Luo wonders with interest why a rare living dead person would appear in a deep earth village.

And why would they come to kill him and Lu Youyi?

The crowd looks at the man curiously, and seeing that some of the other contestants have noticed the commotion, Jiang Luo lets the man in.

The man sat down at the table and placed the large knife on the tabletop. There was still soil on his blade from when he attacked Jiang Luo, and under the light, Jiang Luo could clearly see the blade's appearance, but the sharpness of the blade was simple. The hilt was wrapped in a circle of black fabric, and other than that, it was unadorned.

Under Jiang Luo's watchful eye, the blade was surrounded by black aura. In the midst of the baleful qi rolling around, there were countless ghost faces grimly trying to escape and being imprisoned within the blade's surface.

"You want my knife?" The dead ghost snapped, "But I can't give it to you because it's the only weapon I have."

Jiang Luo withdrew his eyes and lazily said with a sideways glance, "How did you find your way here?"

"Follow ye scent," said the dead ghost, his sword brow furrowed, "the scent barges and makes me go around in circles. Are you trying to lose me, my friends?"

Lu Youyi quietly whispered in Ye Xun's ear, "He talks so strangely and literally."

Ye Xun nodded, "By the looks of him, he should have been living dead for a few hundred years."

Zhuo Zhongqiu asked curiously at this point, "What's your name?"

Dead Ghost said, "My name is Dead Ghost."

The crowd was silent, "...... is such a great name."

It was getting late, and it was time to rest. The people put these matters aside for the time being and returned to their beds to rest first.

When others were busy and no one cared, Liao Si stood beside the man as if by accident, looking out the window, "Teng Bi, what are you up to?"

Deadbeat looked at him strangely, "Teng Bi who is it."

Liao Si frowned, "Did you really forget or did you fake forget?"

Not wanting to pay any attention to this kooky guy, Deadshot closed his eyes and turned a blind eye.

Liao Si's smile faltered, and when she saw that the Birch University people were coming over, she had to press on.

Day two.

Early in the morning, Jiang Luo went out, intending to look for the little girl he met yesterday.

It didn't take long for him to notice the changes in the village.

There were many more girls coming and going in the village. These girls were rosy-colored, with bright and affectionate eyes like black pearls. Their shiny hair was braided behind their backs, their bodies were slender, and their clothes were neat and close-fitting from head to toe, so delicate that it was as if they were not peasant girls.

Jiang Luo approached a kindly girl to ask, as soon as he got close, he smelled a warm fragrance on the girl, "This sister, do you know why there are so many beautiful girls today?"

Jiang Luo looks too good to be mortal, and when she smiles intentionally it makes people blush, plus her mouth is sweet, the girl covers her mouth and smiles, her eyes are as bright as stars, "Because the shrine is going to choose someone today ah. We all want to be the god's bride, of course we have to dress up properly."

"The shrine selects a bride for God?"

The girl's eyes gradually colored with a look of infatuation, "The shrine is only opened when it's time to choose a bride for the god, and we promised ourselves to the god a long time ago. As long as the god chooses me, he will come on an auspicious day to welcome me away."

Jiang Luo said goodbye to the girl thoughtfully, and after circling the village without finding the little girl in red, he returned to his lodgings to join his companions.

The companions likewise noted the matter of the girl within the village, and Wenren even stretched his chin and asked, "Do you know about the Fallen Blossom Cave girl?"

"The Flower Drop Cave Maidens, along with the Zombie Catchers and the Compass Releasers, are known as the Three Evils of Western Hunan," Wen Renlian said softly, "The Flower Drop Cave Maidens are unmarried women who have imagined themselves married to a god, and who will not be touched by mere mortals when their beloved is a god. They keep themselves beautiful and skillful every day in anticipation of the day when they actually marry a god."

Zhuo Zhongqiu said, "Are you saying that there is a god here?"

Wen Renlian shook his head, "Whether there really is a 'god' or someone is pretending to be a god, we can't guess. If we want to figure out the secret here, the best way is to blend in with those girls and go to the shrine once more at six o'clock this afternoon."

Jiang Luo, who was careless, suddenly had some bad premonitions when he heard this, and he took a step back without any trace.

"To blend in with the girls, of course you have to pretend to be a girl," Wen Renlian said with a smirk, "and while I can, I'm not enough on my own. Isn't that right, Jiang Luo?"

The crowd turned back to look at Jiang Luo neatly.

Jiang Luo : "...... I don't wear women's clothes."

Beaten to death and not worn.