The days of being frantically pursued by the boss of the horror world

The ancestral hall seems to have been recently repaired, and the freshly painted paint on the doorposts is bright in color and has not yet fully dried, exuding an unpleasant smell.

The door of the ancestral hall was ajar, Yu Jin pushed lightly and saw the wooden door tremblingly separated to the two sides, revealing a small but clean space.

A certain kind of special spice was smoked in the ancestral hall, the smell was clear and bitter, and it made hands and feet feel cold after smelling it for a long time.

In the center of the ancestral hall, there is a dark coffin.The surface of the coffin was finely polished, engraved with abstract patterns, and the coffin lid was tightly closed.

Yu Jin involuntarily approached the coffin, put his hands on the coffin lid, pushed the coffin lid aside with a little force.

A stronger smell came from inside the coffin, covering the original clear fragrance.Inside the coffin lay a man with a handsome face and a pale face, his eyes closed tightly, with a serene expression, his hands on his sides, and white smoke rising around him.His body and lower body are covered with many kinds of spices, and the complex smell is mixed together, so strong that it is pungent.

Yu Jin stared at the face of the person in the coffin, carefully stretched out his right hand, and touched his breath, but retracted his hand in shock at the low temperature of his skin.

He brushed away the spices in the coffin and saw the ice cubes underneath.

The person in the coffin is undoubtedly dead, and the ice is to prevent the corpse from decaying.

Yu Jin didn't know what effect this method would have, but the face of the person in the coffin was lifelike, as if he could open his eyes in the next second.

He brushed off the spices that covered the body of the man in the coffin, revealing pale skin.Perhaps only the color of his skin made him look less alive.

The person in the coffin was not wearing any clothes, but his skin was as smooth as jade, without any blemishes, not even small wounds from daily collisions, like a doll polished with jade, with a red mark only on the heart .

But his skin maintained the elasticity of a living person's skin, and the fine hairs on his body could be seen clearly, not like a carved work of art.

Yu Jin put the spice back on his body, stroked his face lightly with his fingers, and was about to close the coffin lid.

But the person lying in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him into the coffin.

Yu Jin was caught off guard and fell into the coffin, his knee hit the ice cube at the bottom of the coffin, pain and cold came together.

The originally lifeless person was pressing him at the bottom of the coffin at this moment, and the spices on his body fell on him, almost covering all his senses.

With a smile in his eyes, the man in the coffin pressed his shoulders to prevent him from struggling, and lowered his head to kiss his lips.

His lips were also cold, and his tongue was like a piece of ice sliding into Yu Jin's mouth, grabbing all the warmth from his body.

Yu Jin felt that his breath was also lost as the temperature dropped, so he pushed his shoulder hard.

The person in the coffin felt his resistance, but did not let him go, but demanded more violently, until his brain was starved of oxygen, and he lay in the coffin in a daze, then he straightened up and looked at him condescendingly.

He felt his clothes being torn apart, and delicate kisses landed on sensitive parts, but he couldn't move or make a sound.

Slow footsteps from far to near, accompanied by the regular sound of crutches hitting the ground.The door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, and an old voice came: "Who is here?"

Yu Jin was startled, but when he came back to his senses, he found himself kneeling in the coffin. The person in the coffin had his eyes closed tightly, with a peaceful expression, as if he had never woken up, but the spices on his body had slipped a little.

Yu Jin quickly got out of the coffin, lest people might misunderstand.But the sorceress tapped her crutch regularly, held his hand, and said excitedly, "This is a miracle!"

She babbled on a spell again, Yu Jin couldn't understand what she was saying, but knew that she was not angry or surprised, but seemed a little relieved.

After she finished reading a paragraph, she pointed to the coffin and began to speak in non-standard Mandarin: "This is your future husband, you must get along well with him."

But what lay in the coffin was a genuine corpse.

The sorceress gave a few more instructions, closed the coffin lid, and took Yu Jin's hand to send him to Yu Cheng's house.

Yu Jin withdrew his hand without a trace, keeping a certain distance from her.

The sorcerer was very enthusiastic and didn't care about his petty temper at all.

When I returned to Yu Cheng's house, it was late after all, even if the environment was not to my liking, Yu Jin fell asleep very quickly.

People in the village got up early, and just after dawn, they could hear chickens barking and dogs barking together. Yu Jin didn't sleep well and was woken up early.

The whole night was not pleasant, he had been tormented by nightmares, as if he was locked in a coffin.

Seeing him coming out, Yu Cheng was a little surprised, but seeing his haggard appearance that hadn't rested well, he felt a little guilty: "Otherwise, if you rest a little longer during the day, you won't have much to do anyway."

The second half of the sentence "enjoy life before you die" was left unsaid.

Yu Jin shook his head, cleared his head with cold water, and asked to visit the ancestral hall in the village.

Yu Cheng hurriedly agreed, and took him to the ancestral hall after cleaning up.

There were no people walking around in the village, but as soon as they entered the ancestral hall, they saw six middle-aged women, plus the witch, all crowded together.

Seeing him, the sorceress smiled warmly again.

Yu Jin used Yu Cheng to avoid her gaze and looked at the six middle-aged women: "What are they doing?"

"They are sewing your wedding dress. For the seven-day ceremony, there will be different wedding dresses every day. Except for the last day, it is handed down from the ancestors, and the first six days need to be made fresh."

A few middle-aged women looked up at him, then hurriedly resumed their work.

The wedding dress is bright red, embroidered with different patterns according to the theme of the sacrificial ceremony that day.But looking closely at the style of the wedding dress, it is not complicated and gorgeous, but more everyday.

The coffin seen the night before is still placed in the center of the ancestral hall.Seeing that his eyes were on it, Yu Cheng continued to explain: "Because gods have no entity, they need to use human bodies to complete the ceremony."

Yu Jin asked: "Do you know how the people here are selected?"

Yu Cheng scratched his head: "I'm not sure about that. It's probably the young man who died recently in the village. But don't get your hopes up too much. The corpse will be kept here for at least ten days. I'll wait until the day of the final ceremony. It’s no longer like a normal person, everyone is the same.”

After hearing what he said, the sorceress knocked on the crutch with some displeasure, and opened the coffin lid.

The body of the person in the coffin is intact, just like a living person.Yu Cheng was speechless, he could only shrink his neck, and muttered: "Who is this person, why do I have no impression."

A middle-aged woman raised her head and said, "This isn't the guy next door to you who grew up with your sister. Why, you don't recognize him after a few years?"

Yu Cheng became more and more puzzled, and another middle-aged woman beside him added: "I was married to your sister when I was young, but it's a pity that we disappeared before that day, and now it's considered a marriage."

Yu Cheng quietly said to Yu Jin: "Don't listen to their nonsense, I really don't remember such a neighbor. My family moved in from outside, so there are no acquaintances."

What's more, Yu Jin is not his sister at all, how could such a childhood sweetheart come from.

Yu Jin was silent for a while, and asked back: "Grow up together?"

The middle-aged woman's mouth was flying, without thinking: "Yes, I still remember that when you were young, you were introverted, you didn't like to play with other children, and you had a big temper, so he was the only one with a good temper who could talk to you. You still disliked others at the beginning, but after that you didn't have a good time, sticking together every day."

Yu Cheng was dumbfounded: "Where is such a thing, don't talk nonsense."

Feeling embarrassed, he turned his head and wanted to persuade Yu Jin to leave, but found that Yu Jin was pale and in a daze, covering half of his face with his hands, as if he was in pain.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine." Yu Jin squeezed out these words with difficulty, and pressed his temples tightly, as if this would slow down the flow of memory.

The middle-aged woman was still not convinced, and continued to talk about them: "We thought you two were just like that, but we didn't expect you to grow up, but you like to lose your temper with him and want to run away from home. Fortunately, we persuaded you later. I'm back. Forget it, I don't know what you think."

"Go back and rest." Seeing that he was in a bad state, Yu Cheng said goodbye to the others and helped him go home.

He just touched Yu Jin, but he felt a force pushing him aside, it seemed that the jade bracelet in Yu Jin's hand was emitting a faint white light.

The white light of the bracelet seemed to have a soothing power, Yu Jin's headache eased a lot, and his spirit stabilized. He declined Yu Cheng's help and walked to his house alone.

Seeing his desolate back, Yu Cheng was also a little worried, and chased after him: "These gossip women just like to chew their tongues, so don't take it to heart. I really don't have such a sister in my family, and I didn't mean to trick you of."

Yu Jin showed a faint and bitter smile: "I know. I may not be acclimatized."

"Then I'll look for a doctor again? Do you want to go to the county seat?"

"Just take a break."

Yu Jin pushed Yu Cheng away, went back to his house alone, locked the door, and curled up on the bed clutching his chest.

The impact on memory this time was particularly large.He could feel that the most critical piece of his memory had been loosened.

Maybe he only needs a little chance to restore his memory.

He raised his wrist and held the jade bracelet to his forehead, trying to relieve the pain.The warm and cool touch of the jade bracelet is like a pair of gentle hands, helping him sort out the messy memories carefully.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly fell asleep in the pain.In the dimness, it seemed that some hands straightened his sleeping position and helped him cover the quilt.

But he opened his eyes in a daze, but couldn't see anything, only the cold wind blowing in from the damaged window.

The remaining two days passed quickly, and the first day of the ceremony arrived in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, people rushed into the room and woke up Yu Jin, wanting to change his clothes and freshen up.

The first step is to take a bath, Yu Jin saw a group of people coming to take off her clothes, and lowered her voice to ask Yu Cheng to drive them away.

Yu Cheng gave him a helpless look, but the sorceress knew that he was shy, so she stood up and asked him to take a bath and change clothes by himself.

There were a lot of spices in the bath water, Yu Jin wanted to pick them out, but the witch stopped him and forced him to soak in the water for enough time, so that when he came out, his body would be full of flavor.

The clothes given to Yu Jin were still serious men's clothes. It can be seen that although they called him a "girl" on the lips, they were still like a mirror in their hearts.

It's just that when he looked closely at the style of the clothes, he found that the buttons were all in odd numbers, but they were actually made according to the shroud.

It seems that they didn't think the sacrifice would survive and treated the wedding like a funeral.

Yu Jin wanted to drive everyone out, but the women in the village had done a lot of farm work and had a lot of strength. A dozen arms pressed him down together and put him on the table to make up.

In order not to destroy the sacrificial ceremony, Yu Jin could only bear the pain.He stared blankly at his changed self in the mirror.

It might be Tujili. The villagers put so much makeup on him that he could barely recognize his own face in the end.

It took a lot of time just to get dressed, and it was almost noon before he was pushed out of the room by a group of people, and he was watched from the beginning of the village to the end of the village.

After this trip, the sorceress sent him to the ancestral hall, drank a bowl of sticky and foul-smelling soup, and chanted a few spells beside him.

He was finally sent to a secret room, where he sat in the center of the room, surrounded by a group of strong men in masks who chanted and danced.

The whole ceremony was very long, and it was not completely over until it was getting dark.And this day, he only drank something that he didn't know what it was that night, and he was already hungry and weak.

He thought that after the dance, at least he could eat first, but the group of men who were dancing moved him to a huge tree trunk, tied him to the trunk, spread his arms, and hung his feet in the air, in a posture like a crucified Jesus.

Seeing that he was fixed, the villagers worshiped devoutly and left him here alone.

The ceremony of this first day has just begun.