Pluto entangles marriage: this night is not too cold

There is only one kind of flower in the underworld, the Bana flower.The white flowers of the Bianhua flower bloom on the other shore, that is, the kingdom of heaven, called Mandalahua, and the red flowers bloom beside the Sansheng Stone in Wangchuan, called Manjushahua.

The flowers on the screen didn't stay for long, and disappeared without a trace after a few seconds.

I opened the QQ list, and the friends column was still gray, and I couldn't find any traces of its existence.

In the past two days, there have been more and more strange things, so that when I pick up the phone now, I feel nervous that something will pop out of it.

He simply turned off all electronic products before lying on the bed.

At this time, the beating of suona sounded in my ears, which was very similar to the mourning and joy of death in ancient times.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and found that the surrounding was pitch black. I wanted to reach out to touch it, but found that my body was tied up, and it seemed to be tied with the roughest hemp rope.

The more I struggled, the tighter the rope became.

An old lady's voice could be vaguely heard, very hoarse, yet familiar.

"Girl, don't blame me."

"I don't want to either, but who told you not to save me?"

After two sentences, only the endless music remained in my ears.

Not only that, but a thick cloth was wrapped around my mouth, and only my eyes were free for a while.

Tears of grievance flowed down the cheeks on the coffin board, ticking, ticking, adding a bit of weirdness.

The endless darkness plunged me into confusion and panic.

Knowing that maybe it was just a dream, but could not escape.

I blinked my eyes sorely, but the scene in front of me still didn't change at all, the dirge was played more and more bleakly.

"It's here, it's here." The old voice reappeared intermittently, seeming to be filled with joy.

With her voice, the lid of the coffin in front of me was opened.

However, the entrance is not as bright as imagined, but a piece of white, white candles, white wedding dress, and the strips of white jokes directly above.

Just then, a terrifying face appeared in front of me.

The left half is bloody, with white and black worms continuously swarming inside, slowly crawling around there, while the right half is a normal old lady's face, which looks familiar if you look closely.

Like Grandma Xiao Luo!

That's right, it's Grandma Xiao Luo whom I met at the subway station. This person is really haunted.

As if I could see the shock in my eyes, Grandma Xiao Luo suddenly grinned, and following her actions, a bug died like that, split in two, but it was still crawling there completely. Crawling, the sound of gnawing bones rustled.

I really want to vomit, but my mouth is tightly covered, and I can only express the anger in my heart with my eyes.

It seemed that she also knew what she had done. She took out a red scarf from nowhere and covered my face.

"Girl, don't worry, this is a good family, you will be happy."

As she rambled, my eyes fell into darkness again, and I only felt my body being pulled forward.

After a long time, she finally stopped.

After the door creaked, I was put on a bed with the hijab still in place.

"Luo Xiaofeng, you can leave. If it is true that she has a pure yin constitution as you said, I will let you live." A shrill voice sounded.

Soon, the red hijab in front of me was picked off.

It was a face that was not much better than Grandma Biluo's. The blood on it was congealed, but there were various large and small patches. No, to be precise, he seemed to have patches all over his body.

It was a young man, not a single part of his body was complete, densely packed with needle holes.

His mouth was also sewn shut, I really don't know where the voice came from!
I want to scream!want to escape!

But I couldn't help myself, what's more frightening is that I didn't even have the qualifications to faint, I could only watch that patched man approaching me step by step, the air was full of stench.

Just when the tip of his nose was about to touch me, a pale hand descended from the sky and firmly grasped the patched man's head. The next moment, the fingers only seemed to move slightly, but the head underneath was already shattered into pieces. Scum.

The body that lost its head just fell to the ground, turning into a pool of black blood, and the smell of blood in the air became even more intense.

"My people dare to move, do you really think this king is dead?" A red figure suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and the voice was so familiar.