Fairy Tail: The Strongest Fire Dragon God

Chapter 74

I don't know how long I ran.

When he was almost exhausted, there was suddenly a little light in front of him.

A slightly quaint house with an open door appeared in front of him, and the light came from the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the door.

Ah! In general horror games, this kind of scene is the beginning of the monster-killing phase, right?

Maybe there will be a door-opening kill.

Zhao Hun couldn't stop trembling all over, his body was cold, as if falling into an ice cellar.

Sitting in front of the computer desk, no matter how the game character died, Zhao Hun was in the mood to tease, after all, it was a game.

Because he knew that no matter how scary the game was, no matter how powerful the monsters in it were, they would not jump out of the screen to hurt him.

When he was really facing the same situation and felt death approaching step by step, he deeply realized what despair was.

Can't go in! Will die!

Zhao Hun originally wanted to retreat, but suddenly there was a crisp sound of bells colliding behind him.

Zhao Hun didn't dare to look back at all.

His pupils expanded unconsciously, and cold sweat kept pouring down. No way? No way there is really a ghost?

That ghost is coming?

Will it open its bloody mouth and drool, and wait for him to turn around and bite off his head?

Hearing the bell sound getting closer and closer to him, Zhao Hun finally couldn't help but scream, and crawled into the house in front with his hands and feet.

There was no light in the house.

The darkness quickly swallowed his figure.

The bell sound paused for a moment, and a black shadow followed Zhao Hun into the house.

Zhao Hun felt bright as soon as he stepped into the house.

The house, which was originally dark, was lit up. Several people came hurriedly with lanterns, carried Zhao Hun and ran away.

"Oh, the bride has entered the bridal chamber, why are you still running around outside as the groom?"

Zhao Hun screamed in fear: "I am not the groom, you have recognized the wrong person."

These people did not listen to his explanation at all, and directly carried him to a room.

This was a wedding room, and red double happiness stickers, festive red silk, and red lanterns were posted everywhere in the room.

On the table, red candles were burning, illuminating the whole room red.

Those people threw him into the room, quickly closed the door and left.

Zhao Hun got up from the ground, ran to the door in a panic and pounded on the door, "Let me out!"

The door seemed to be made of thin wood, and the window paper was also pasted with a thin layer of white paper, but no matter how hard he hit it, he couldn't knock the door open.

An evil wind blew in the room, the light on the candle flickered, and a shrill suona sounded outside, which didn't sound like a wedding.

In the game, it was a very old-fashioned way to intimidate players.

Zhao Hun couldn't help but glance at the wedding bed with the corner of his eye.

A bride with a wedding veil on her head put her hands on her knees and sat on it dignifiedly.

If you ignore the pale skin and bloodless skin of her exposed hands, and the slender and sharp red nails are too conspicuous.

Then this bride doesn't look scary.

Zhao Hun was very scared. At this moment, he recalled the various horror games he had played, and he had automatically imagined how distorted, terrifying and scary the face under the red veil was.

Zhao Hun leaned against the door, trembling with fear. It's over. I'm afraid I'll have to explain it here today.

Squeak!

There was suddenly nothing behind Zhao Hun.

The door that he couldn't knock open no matter how hard he hit it was opened.

Zhao Hun's body suddenly fell backwards.

A warm and powerful hand pressed on his back, supporting his fallen body steadily.

Ding-dong!

The crisp sound of bells accompanied the movement of the person behind him.

The familiar sound of bells made Zhao's body stiffen, and then he felt relieved after feeling the temperature coming from behind.

There is body temperature... not a ghost.

Zhao Hun couldn't help but look back.

The man was wearing a yellow and red Taoist robe, with a small ball tied behind his head, and the rest of his hair was casually scattered, looking very unrestrained and uninhibited. The strange thing was that the man had yellow talisman paper wrapped around his eyes, neck and arms.

This talisman paper seemed to be made of a special material, a bit like silk, very flexible.

There were incomprehensible runes painted on it with cinnabar.

There was a yellow bell hanging around his waist, which made a sound when he walked.

It was a person!

Although his dress looked very strange, he was indeed a person.

Zhao Hun was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes when he met a living person in such a ghost place. "Quick, let's run! This place is

There is something fishy."

As if they had sensed that they were about to run, the sound of the suona outside became more and more urgent, and the surrounding windows began to shake.

Zhao Hun turned around and found that the bride on the bed had disappeared.

He suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

Before he could warn him, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him.

Then he was horrified to find that the bride was lying behind the Taoist priest standing at the door.

"You, you, behind you..." Zhao Hun pointed at the Taoist priest's back with his eyes wide open, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

Zhao Hun's hair stood on end.

A low chuckle awakened his blank brain that was about to lose consciousness.

The Taoist priest pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a slightly crazy smile, "This lady, being too enthusiastic will not make people like you. "

The yellow talisman paper covered his eyes, and his emotions could not be seen, but from his tone, it could be heard that he was not afraid.

While Zhao Hun was afraid, he also felt admiration for the Taoist priest from the bottom of his heart.

The female ghost could talk and laugh freely even when she was lying on his back. This guy is really brave!

If it were him, he would have been scared to death.

The bride laughed softly and leaned close to the Taoist priest's ear, expressing her affection in an extremely pleasant voice: "My dear, it's time to rest."

The Taoist priest was indifferent, "Alas, the beauty is in front of me, I should have been gentle with her, but there is already a virtuous woman at home, and her temper is very difficult to coax, so I had to decline the kindness of this lady."

The bride stretched out her delicate jade hands and hugged his neck, as hard as if she wanted to strangle the Taoist priest to death.

"My dear, today is our big day, we promised to be together forever and live and die together. "

The Taoist priest's hand brushed the bell on his waist.

The bell rang three times with a special rhythm.

"Then you have to ask my wife to see if she agrees."

As Zhao Hun stared in amazement.

Another female ghost covered with talismans appeared beside the Taoist priest.

Unlike the bride in ancient wedding dress, this female ghost wore modern clothes, covered with talismans, and her clothes were soaked in blood.

As soon as she appeared, she scratched the bride with one claw.

The bride was forced to leave from behind the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest pressed his blue neck, "It seems she doesn't agree."

Witnessed the two female ghosts fighting.