Chapter 567: Corpses Embracing Each Other

"What else do you know about the wedding house?" Gao Ming got up from the ground, still keeping a safe distance from Bai Huang.

"I only know that the God of Joy will marry tonight, and everyone at the wedding banquet will be blessed, and from now on, good luck will shine brightly and disasters will not disturb us." Bai Huang's head hurt a little. When she thought for a long time, red lines would appear in her pupils, but she herself did not notice it at all.

Taking another step back, Gao Ming had not forgotten his main task: "Have you seen a man in the wedding house? His name is Zhang Mingli."

Gao Ming told Bai Huang what Zhang Mingli looked like. Unexpectedly, Bai Huang nodded and told Gao Ming a very important piece of information.

"There is a cellar in Xi's house, where Yelang is selected. In the wine jar at the innermost of the cellar, there is a person pickled. He looks just like what you said, at least his face is the same, and his body..." Bai Huang thought for a long time before gesturing with both hands and saying, "His body and face are not coordinated. It is said that he was Madam Xi's first husband and the first Yelang."

Bai Huang's words made Gao Ming think deeply. From her description, Xi Shen seemed to have imprisoned a part of Zhang Mingli. What was so special about the teacher who held the scriptures every day?

"Can you take me over to see it?"

Gao Ming had just finished speaking, and before Bai Huang could reply, the voice of Xi Xian'er with peach blossom eyes came from outside the door: "The wedding night has not started yet, why is the candlelight out? Yelang Yelang, are you in the room?"

Bai Huang and Gao Ming looked at each other, and she relit the candlelight.

As the fire shone, the atmosphere was filled with joy. The characters on the wall became bright again, and the broken red ropes on the ground began to twist. Bai Huang frowned and clenched his fists, as if his will was fighting against something.

The broken red ropes on the ground were like little snakes, climbing up along Bai Huang's feet, and were about to get into the wedding clothes. Gao Ming pushed Bai Huang away.

He didn't care about the things in the house at all. He stepped on the red rope with one foot and grabbed the candlestick on the table with one hand.

The light of the wedding candle flickered, reflecting the biggest character on the bedside.

"Can't you arouse my joy? Let me see if your joy can fill my despair." The candlelight ignited the character, and the wax and the ashes of the character fell on Gao Ming's heart, burning the Blood City tattoo.

The joy had invaded his body before, stimulating Gao Ming's heart. Now Gao Ming took the initiative and wanted to use the power of the God of Joy to forcibly break the secret in his heart.

Big drops of sweat flowed down, and Gao Ming's face was full of blood vessels protruding in pain. It seemed that there was a big red evil ghost locked in the wedding room, chewing all the joy crazily.

"Yelang Yelang, are you in the room? The auspicious time has come, don't let the lady wait anxiously."

"Call the twenty-four happy fairies, prepare five-color yarn, open noodles and soup, present the phoenix crown and bridal robe, the offspring bag, and the silver." Bai Huang paused for a while. She didn't remember what to prepare very clearly. Just to delay time, she shouted outside the house: "Prepare it quickly."

"Okay."

Not long after the voice of the happy fairy outside the door disappeared, the candles in the room went out again, which scared Bai Huang. She had been fighting against a certain will, but now she suddenly couldn't sense the existence of that will at all.

Looking at Gao Ming, he was bleeding from his chest. The hot blood mixed with the ashes of the word "happiness" poured on the strange tattoo on his body, making the blood city come alive, as if Gao Ming was the blood city itself. Looking at his skin, you can walk into another world.

"Gao Ming?" Bai Huang pushed Gao Ming uncertainly.

Raising his head, Gao Ming's eyes were pierced by blood, and there was a faint smell of meat on his body. It was not the smell of fragrance, nor was it body odor. It was a very delicious, hungry smell of flesh and blood.

"I remembered something again. In the deep nightmare, it seems easier for me to break the seal and release the hidden things in my heart." Gao Ming did not tell Bai Huang what he saw. His eyes were less clear, deeper, and heavier.

"What's hidden in your heart?"

"Maybe it's a ghost in red, maybe it's a god with four faces and eight arms, maybe it's thousands of dead me, maybe it's a broken and desperate blood city." Gao Ming threw away the melted candlestick: "I don't know, and I don't know if it's right to continue? Or wrong?"

"Why did you suddenly waver?"

"Reality has not treated me badly. At least I'm living well now, but if I continue to dig deeper, all the disasters may return, and I will bear the pain again." Some fragments of memory flashed through Gao Ming's mind, and the crack in his heart had been torn very wide.

"Pain and despair will not disappear out of thin air. If you don't bear the despair that should belong to you, then there must be innocent people who bear it for you." Bai Huang hesitated to speak, and finally asked: "Have you seen Bai Xiao and Bai Qiao?"

"They seem to be in my heart, not only them, but also many people..."

The sound of firecrackers rang out on the street outside, and Gao Ming's words were suppressed, and no one heard them clearly.

"The auspicious time has come. I am going to marry Madam Xi." Bai Huang seemed to have made up his mind: "I will attract the attention of the guests and Xi Xian later. You go to the backyard cellar to save 'Zhang Mingli'. Madam Xi's attitude towards Yelang is like clothes, but she is very concerned about the first Yelang. She wants him to die and not die. There must be a hidden story."

Adjusting her clothes in front of the bronze mirror, Bai Huang pushed open the door. After making sure that there was no one else around, she waved to Gao Ming and walked towards the main hall alone.

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The wedding banquet was like a surging sea of ​​blood, and the white phoenix was like a lone boat, going upstream, swaying but firm.

The twenty-four Xixian'er were all blocked in the main hall, and Gao Ming came to the backyard along the wall.

Although it was the backyard, it was cleaned very cleanly. There were four sheep in the shed, and their eyes were lively and their gazes were very similar to those of people.

When the lid of the cellar was opened, a foul smell came up directly.

There were incense everywhere in the wedding house, and even the wood exuded fragrance, but this cellar was full of stench, which was in great contrast to the bright and beautiful buildings outside.

Taking out the bronze mirror to reflect, Gao Ming saw that the stairs in the cellar were the backs of corpses, and the handrails were shaved arm bones. Stepping down the stairs, the cellar was full of corpses hugging each other.

Some were having sex, some were holding hands and chatting, and some were trying to get close to each other and leaning on each other. Love, family affection, friendship, and all the friendships in the world were "perfect" here. The weirdest thing was that all the dead people in the cellar had smiles and satisfaction on their faces. There was no fear of death, nor pain or despair.

The cellar was smelly, the smelliest place in the deep nightmare, but it was filled with a special kind of beauty. Death was no longer desolate, and even aroused Gao Ming's yearning. Of course, this dangerous idea was ruthlessly extinguished by him as soon as it appeared.

When Gao Ming walked by various corpses, sometimes when he accidentally touched one of the "people", his will would be directly dragged into the other's beautiful fantasy and feel the joy in the other's memory.