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Chapter 453 The Republic of China! Oh, you guys found out! (33)

Dog San and Han Chun are inseparable brothers.

But at this moment, the resentment Gou San felt towards Han Chun was like a raging fire, threatening to engulf him entirely.

If Han Chun hadn't made such a grave mistake, they wouldn't have ended up on the brink of life and death.

Even though he pretended to have a stomachache, wasn't Han Chun completely innocent?

So he was the first to chase after them.

But now, where was Han Chun's figure in his eyes?
The corridors twist and turn, seemingly leading to an infinite distance, where white lanterns are lit one by one.

In this deathly darkness, they resembled white human heads hanging in the sky, exuding a chilling aura.

Dog Three was so frightened that his scalp tingled. He didn't dare to look around anymore and could only grit his teeth and silently follow the route he remembered.

With a "thud," he tripped and fell hard.

He hurriedly and awkwardly stood up, only to find that the one who had tripped him was his good friend Wang Qian—

The corpse.

Wang Qian's death was extremely horrific, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world before he died. His eyes were so wide that they almost popped out of their sockets, his entire chin was ripped off, and his neck, from his head to his chest, was also pulled out.

But he clearly remembered that Wang Qian came out after him.

how come!
Dog Three was so startled he almost screamed. He suppressed his fear, stood up, and continued walking forward.

"Dog, wait for me."

A cold, eerie voice sounded behind him.

That's Wang Qian!

Dog Three trembled violently, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

It's a ghost!

Wang Qian was killed by a vengeful ghost, and now the ghost is here to take his place!

No, it's very likely that the ghost transformed into Wang Qian's appearance!

Dog Three dared not respond, clenching its teeth so tightly that they bled, and charged forward with all its might.

"Wait for me, Dog Lord."

Wang San's voice grew closer and closer, seemingly only five or six steps behind him.

Dog Three's heart was pounding, and he was almost suffocating.

Even though he was strong and healthy, the intense running made his breathing rapid.

How many miles did you run?

Three li, or five li?
The temple to the goddess isn't even five miles wide!

Dog Three dared not think too much; only one thought occupied his mind.

For Chunmei's sake, we must go back!

With a "bang," just as the sound was almost touching the back of his head, he stumbled and fell.

When he looked up again, he was surprised to find that familiar red door.

"I'm out! I'm out!" he shouted with ecstasy.

At that moment, two other people emerged from the darkness.

When Gou San looked up, he saw that it was actually Li Wu and his wife from the east of the village who had just cursed him.

Wow, those old dogs are really lucky.

"Dog Three, you're out too," Li Wu shouted.

Dog Three turned his head away, his face cold.

At that moment, several more people emerged from the shadows.

The village chief, his face covered in blood, stumbled out as well.

They were all in a terrible state, some covered in blood, their faces filled with terror, their eyes darting back in a panic.

It's good that Sun Sanlang's parents have completely disappeared; otherwise, we would have had to settle accounts with them sooner or later!
"There are ghosts! Lots of ghosts!"

"Zhao Da was eaten! I saw him being eaten!!"

"They're all dead, all dead."

People were getting a little hysterical.

The village chief was, after all, a man of the world.

He forced himself to remain calm and shouted, "Calm down, all of you calm down!"

He walked to the door, unlocked it again, and then gently pushed it open.

The dark doorway reappeared before everyone's eyes.

That chilling wind was even more bone-chilling than before.

“I’ll do it this time.” Gou San gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

“Wait, let me do it,” Zhuang Boshi said.

Everyone was taken aback and immediately turned around.

But what I saw was that silly, dumbfounded look on "Han Chun's" face.

"Han Chun, you're alive?! When did you get here?!"

Everyone was shocked.

I thought Han Chun, who was the first to go out, was dead, but I didn't expect him to actually break out.

And he didn't have a single injury on his body.

"I just arrived," Zhuang Boshi said with a simple, honest smile.

"Let's go in together!"

Dog Three couldn't care less about anything else.

“No, no more than two people can go in at once!” the village chief said.

Boom!
There was another dull thud as something heavy hit the ground.

This time, the distance is very close!
The village chief looked back and saw that the blood-red lantern was less than twenty steps away from them.

"quick!"

The village chief cried out in anguish, "Everyone go in, two at a time!"

He was terrified; opening the door twice was already a taboo.

If everyone rushed in, the taboos might be even greater. Although the village chronicles had not explicitly stated how many people could enter the boudoir.

But thinking about it, it's obvious.

If a large group of people broke into the Empress's boudoir, wouldn't the Empress be furious?
What do you take this place for?

The outhouse at the village entrance!
The first pair of hedges had been decided, and everyone was silently counting down the days.

However, even after counting to ten breaths, the pair still hadn't appeared.

The village chief's face was deathly pale.

He pushed the second couple in without any room for argument, shouting, "Remember, don't do anything unnecessary!"

After ten breaths.

The second couple didn't come out either.

Boom!
The sound was getting closer.

The village chief didn't dare turn around, afraid that if he did, the goddess would be standing right behind him.

Next, the third pair.

failure.

The fourth pair.

failure.

The blood-red lanterns were getting closer and closer, less than three lanterns away from them.

The village chief seemed to be able to see a red wedding dress in the darkness.

His hands were trembling violently; now there were only three people left outside.

Myself, Gou San, and Han Chun.

The village chief gritted his teeth: "Let's go in together!"

As he spoke, he lit an oil lamp.

The wick glowed with a greenish ember.

The village chief poked Gou San and Han Chun's arms with his fingers, forcibly dragging the two of them across the threshold.

As darkness fell, a faint red glow emanated from the room, which was enormous and exuded an eerie atmosphere.

A red mirror, about two people tall, leaned against the corner of the wall. Its surface was fogged with water vapor, but it suddenly became clear when the three people entered.

The mirror reflected the figures of nearly ten villagers, their faces as pale as paper, mechanically raising their hands to pat the mirror surface.

The village chief's throat tightened. Suddenly, he heard a soft rubbing sound from the soles of shoes. Looking down, he saw a pair of red shoes embroidered with lotus blossoms drifting past the foot of the bed. The heels tapped on the blue bricks, making a "tap-tap" sound, but he couldn't see the feet wearing the shoes.

I didn't see it, I didn't see it.

He quickly turned his head away, refusing to look at the terrifying sight.

He didn't notice that the red lacquered wooden stools were slowly moving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And no one noticed that the ribbon in the center of the roof beam was stretched perfectly straight.

In the dim candlelight, a blurry human-shaped shadow was faintly cast on the wall directly opposite the foot of the bed.

However, within the area illuminated by the green oil lamp, these anomalies seemed to go unnoticed by the three of them.

Dog Three discovered this; the old dog, the village chief, really was hiding something!

The village chief had no time to worry about anything else; he found the large bed by the dim light.

The mahogany bed was about two zhang long, with the corners of the quilt bulging out, revealing half of the bluish-purple cuffs, which were the wedding clothes worn by Sun Sanlang.

The village chief quickly pulled Gou San and Han Chun to the bedside.

"Han Chun" patted the village chief on the shoulder and said, "Village chief, how about I do it..."

"Shut up, you stand at the back!" the village chief muttered.

"Dog Three, come here!"

This is the last chance; we can't afford to make any more mistakes.

However, nearly ten people came in before.

Why has Sun Sanlang's position remained unchanged?

At this moment, the village chief had no time to think about why everyone before him had failed.

The village chief and Gou San exchanged a glance.

They all took a deep breath and lifted the body on the bed.

"So heavy. I don't remember Sanlang being this heavy," Gou San muttered under his breath.

Before he finished speaking, the weight on his shoulder suddenly shifted to the right.

The corner of the red quilt slipped off the edge, revealing half of a bluish-purple face.

The wick of the oil lamp in the village chief's hand crackled and sparked.

Under the light.

It wasn't Sun Sanlang's face that was being reflected.

Instead, it was Han Chun's square face.

They were stunned, as if struck by lightning.

With a sudden release, Han Chun's body crashed heavily to the ground!

Their eyes widened suddenly, their hearts nearly stopped beating, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

Han Chun's head was tilted at an eerie angle, the back of his neck protruded like a string of pebbles, his eyes were wide open as if they were about to pop out, and black blood seeped from his nose and the corners of his mouth, staining the corner of the blanket with a few twisted plum blossoms.

What's most horrifying is her expression; the corners of her lips are still curled into a smile, as if they've been forcibly ripped out.

The death was extremely tragic.

At that moment, a chilling voice rang out from behind them.

"ah--"

The sound was like fingernails scraping, with a damp, sticky feel.

"You guys found out."

"I told you..." The voice was so close, as if it were right behind them.

"I'll move myself."

"That's all."

(End of this chapter)