Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

Wan Belle looked back, and saw a strange change in the picture in the bronze mirror.

In the darkness, only the screen of the mobile phone flickered with a faint light, reflecting Su Hang's face, which was gloomy.It seems that something is wrong, but I can't see it a little bit.

Jin Wenling sat on the edge of the bed very close to him, and pointed at Su Hang's neck.

"Look here."

Wan Baylor's night vision was not as strong as Jin Wenling's, so he squinted his eyes and looked hard at where Jin Wenling's finger was.

That's Su Hang's hair, it's getting longer and longer!

"What the hell is this, with duang skills?" Wan Baylor didn't forget to complain while being horrified.

"That's not his hair, it came out of the bedding..." Jin Wenling's tone was very calm, but it still made Wan Baylor shudder, and subconsciously looked at the empty bed where Jin Wenling was sitting...

In the picture of the bronze mirror, Su Hang's hair is getting longer and longer, but he doesn't seem to notice it, and he doesn't feel any foreign body, and turns over comfortably.

The moment he turned his head away, Wan Baylor was so frightened that he almost fell off the chair in front of the dressing table, let out a "Hey", and took two steps back, sticking closely to Jin Wenling.

I saw the silhouette of a woman growing out of Suhang's back like a double-faced person. Her hair was originally pulled up high by a thick hemp rope, but for some reason, the front few Her long hair had been loosened, covering most of her snow-white face. She was wearing a shirt made of the lowest quality linen, with a hemp rope tied around her waist.

What makes people feel incredible is that although the materials of the clothes are very cheap, the workmanship is quite exquisite. If you look closely at the dark hemp skirt, there are sachets hanging from the four corners, flying around the edge of gold, walking with gold thread, and depicting the weaving of dragons and phoenixes. There are many shadow patterns.

"Zhan Shuai..." Jin Wenling said thoughtfully.

"Cut what?" Wan Baylor was obviously terrified, and couldn't hear what Jin Wenling said clearly.

"Mourning for my father, aunt or birth mother." Jin Wenling explained to him.

"And I'm afraid that this woman is mourning for her eldest son."

Although Wan Baylor was not very proficient in ancient etiquette, but he always followed Jin Wenling to the set, so he knew something, tilted his head and asked in bewilderment, "How can parents still mourn for their children?"

Jin Wenling squinted her peach blossom eyes, looking at the exquisite embroidery on the woman's mourning dress.

"Father and son are kind, husband and wife obey, elder brother is friend, younger brother is respectful, this sentence is actually mutual. Now because of the different values, these are all interpreted as unilateral obedience and compromise, which is feudal dross , must be sublated. But in real ancient times, things were not so simple.”

Wan Belle nodded to agree with this statement. He grew up in the big courtyard, and he was used to listening to empty-headed slogans, so he didn't have a good impression of these flashy things.

"The so-called three principles and five constant principles do not conflict with the current interpersonal relationship. The so-called heart-to-heart comparison, in fact, the dedication and maintenance of these relationships are mutual. Everyone only knows that when parents die, children have to mourn, but few people know that parents also have obligations. To mourn for the eldest son of the family, because he is also the heir of the family, and like his parents, he needs to dedicate his life to the whole family, you see..."

Jin Wenling pointed to the decoration on the corner of the woman's skirt.

"The difference is that when parents wear mourning for their children, the mourning clothes on their bodies need to be slightly decorated to show the difference between the two."

Wan Baylor looked up and continued to watch with his arms around Jin Wenling.

The woman turned her back to Su Hang in a very strange posture, her arms were pulled back to hold the other's arms, and her slender legs stretched out from the skirt, twisting Su Hang's legs.What was creepy was that the woman seemed to have all her muscles and bones broken, her slender limbs were like badly boiled noodles, wrapping around Suhang round and round, which made Wanbeile think of a word: soft as if boneless.

However, this is definitely not a compliment. The woman's skin was pale and wrinkled, and her whole body was sticky. It was uncomfortable to look at like a snake's slough.

At this moment, Suhang didn't know why, turned over again, and fell asleep on the bed, so that the whole body of the woman was presented face up in front of Jin Wenling and Wan Baylor.

The woman's head was pushed back fiercely, pressing Suhang's head tightly into the high pillow. His body struggled violently, but obviously it couldn't withstand the strength of the woman's corpse, and he couldn't move after struggling for a while.

The woman raised her waistline and maintained her balance in a very strange posture, a bit like a water strider on the water in summer, the difference is that her body is supported on the bed in a mirror-inverted way , the body is still facing up, but the limbs and waist are arched back, looking very uncomfortable.

After a stalemate for a while, the woman felt that Su Hang might have been suffocated to death, and she was relaxing and preparing to lie down. Unexpectedly, his body suddenly struggled violently, twisting his body continuously, trying to pull the woman out It's like throwing off your own body.

The woman was obviously irritated by Su Hang's actions, her hands and feet were soft but firm, holding his limbs, pressing him tightly, and then suddenly a large amount of water gushed out from the bottom of the woman's skirt The bright red liquid should not be blood, a person's body is not enough to hold that much blood.

Those liquids are very strange. After flowing out of the woman's body, they continuously switch back and forth between the three states according to Su Hang's figure, and then gradually solidify into a dark red slightly transparent film, covering Su Hang's body. Gradually, his body was completely covered.

The whole picture became very bizarre. Su Hang's body was wrapped in that layer of film, and it kept shrinking, getting tighter and tighter. Through the film, one could see that his body was constantly being drawn from the film. Squeezed by the pressure from all directions, if the mirror demon still had the recording function, it would definitely be able to hear inhuman screams and the sound of bones breaking at this moment.

Wan Baylor swallowed, and tightly grasped Jin Wenling's arm. He felt that just watching the long process made his bones ache like hell.

I remember when I was a freshman, the studio had just been established, and I had to go outreach everywhere, and the scene where several people in the dormitory squeezed the subway together. Wan Belle had never taken the subway before going to college, and it was only when he entered the station that he realized that this was a bus line. Sardine canned production line ah.

The most outstanding thing is that there are staff on the platform who are responsible for stuffing people... Wan Belle backed off immediately, but was dragged into the carriage by a group of buddies.He is very tall and has broad shoulders. To him, the carriage designed for the average height is like the wooden house of the seven dwarfs in the fairy tale. Line [-] is relatively old. A few broken electric fans on the roof of the car were blowing half dead.

Yu Liangwan curled up in the carriage, feeling like a Jew, boarded the train to Auschwitz, couldn't see the future, couldn't see hope, rolled his eyes and almost fainted due to lack of oxygen past.

Seeing what happened to Suhang now, reminded him of a miserable experience back then. Of course, the suffering he suffered was nothing in comparison, because Suhang was already like a lump of dumpling stuffing. The disgusting mucous membrane secreted by women is half the size of an adult's body.

Jin Wenling also felt that it was a little hard to see it anymore. He had practiced soft kung fu and knew that even a person with a solid foundation in shrinking bones would find it difficult to shrink his adult man's body to half of its original size, not to mention this Little vase, at this moment, all the bones in his body should have been crushed.

At this time, the woman in the mirror kept shaking her waist. The movement was a bit like a belly dance, which looked very funny, but what was creepy was that with her high-frequency swing, the body wrapped around her Many things flowed out of the skin bag covering Suhang's body.

It was fragments of clothing, bones and internal organs.

Even Wan Baylor, a foolish and bold person, narrowed his eyes, not because he was afraid, but mainly because after watching this scene, he was afraid that it would be difficult to accept food like sausages in the future.

Jin Wenling was not very afraid. He was not restrained before, and he was a bit tyrannical by nature. Among the 24 punishments, several classic works originated from his cruel staff.He was just guessing, and he didn't quite understand what the woman's purpose was for doing this.

As those things continued to flow out, the skin under the woman's body became smaller and smaller, and gradually slipped from her back to between her legs. Because the skirts of ancient women were very long, they covered most of the skin, but still A pointed corner was exposed.

From a distance, the woman's torso looks like a fat worm, which makes people think of something like an ant queen inexplicably.

The woman shook her waist in satisfaction, stretched out her pale and withered hands, and caressed her belly affectionately, just like a pregnant woman, with a happy smile and longing for a better life on her face.

She lay on all fours like this for a while, and suddenly her neck was stiffened and her mouth opened wide, as if she was groaning in pain, but through the bronze mirror, Qian Belle and the others couldn't hear any sound, and the whole scene seemed to be an absurd scene. The pantomime is telling about the pain of childbirth.

As the woman's body kept swinging, a complete piece of human skin slid out from the skin bag under her body. The smooth skin was covered with transparent mucus, and it slid limply onto the quilt.

The broken hair on the woman's forehead was already wet with sweat, and her expression changed from ferocious to relaxed, just like all women who just gave birth successfully.

She reached out her hand to dig under the hem of her skirt, and touched the very intact skin, as if she was afraid that her nails covered with Kodan would scratch the skin, she carefully picked up the hair of the human skin, and took a whole Zhang's skin bag was lifted up in the air, facing the mirror was Suhang's exquisite but lifeless face, his eyeballs were gone, only the empty eye sockets remained, staring straight at him through the mirror. Jin Wenling and Yu Liangwan.