Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

At dawn, there should have been a bright day, but at this moment, the whole sky was covered with a strange blood-red color, which was creepy.

This ominous wind wandered around like a ghost, blowing through every house, and the doors and windows could not help but creak.

Everyone's heart was filled with uneasiness and anxiety, as if they could feel that a huge disaster was about to come. They looked at each other, and their eyes revealed unspeakable panic.

Not long after, a dense rain of flowers suddenly floated in the sky. These flowers were as bright and dazzling as blood.

They fell down one after another, instantly dyeing the earth scarlet, as shocking as a sea of ​​blood. At the same time, a shocking sound of gongs and drums resounded through the sky, as if to tear the whole world apart.

In front of this thrilling scene, everyone was dumbfounded and completely at a loss. They were stunned by the wonders in front of them, their minds were blank, and they could only watch this strange event unfold gradually.

"The bride is coming..." Lu Tao's voice was low and serious, and his face became extremely heavy at this moment, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. Everyone knew that a thrilling wedding would come.

Outside the courtyard, blood-red petals fell one after another. These petals quickly covered the ground and houses of the entire village as if they had life, giving them a layer of bright and dazzling scarlet dress.

In the blink of an eye, the whole village seemed to be stained with blood, exuding a suffocating pungent smell, turning into a dazzling scarlet hue.

At the same time, the passionate and noisy gongs and drums resounded through the sky, and became louder and louder. The strong rhythm of the drums beat their atria, making people's heartbeats accelerate and their breathing quicken.

The broken gate and dim lanterns of the courtyard were miraculously restored to their original state.

The dense footprints that once covered the courtyard were nowhere to be found, as if everything last night was just an illusory dream that had never really happened.

However, everyone present knew very well that this was not an ordinary thing. These strange phenomena showed that the ghost bride had regained powerful power. An invisible fear enveloped everyone, and everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to break the silence easily.

Just as they were uneasy, Jiang Yan suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, and then he felt that his body seemed to have lost control. Zhao Qing, who was standing aside, was the first to notice the change in Jiang Yan. She shouted anxiously:

"Jiang Yan, your clothes..."

Hearing Zhao Qing's shout, others looked in the direction of her finger.

It didn't matter if they looked at it, everyone was frightened by the scene in front of them and took a breath of cold air-I don't know when, Jiang Yan actually changed into a bright red groom's suit.

Not only that, he also had a layer of frighteningly pale makeup on his face, and the whole person looked gloomy and revealed an indescribable weirdness.

Faced with such a weird and terrifying Jiang Yan, the people present were all shocked and stepped back several steps, keeping a distance from him, fearing that something bad would happen to them.

But Jiang Yan stood there quietly like a sculpture, without moving a muscle.

At this moment, he felt as if he had become a puppet at the mercy of others, and every inch of muscle, bone and even blood in his body seemed to no longer obey the command of the brain.

This weird situation reminded him of his previous experience with the matchmaker. Although only the lower body was out of control at that time, he could still move his feet;

However, at this moment, he completely lost control of his body, and even speaking became extremely difficult.

"Maybe... the wedding is about to begin..." Jiang Yan squeezed out this sentence from his throat with great effort, but the voice had become extremely gloomy, full of a weird atmosphere, and it was creepy.

Just as everyone was surprised and puzzled by Jiang Yan's change, suddenly, a sharp and piercing "creak" sounded, breaking the silence.

The door of the courtyard, which was originally tightly closed, slowly opened, as if pushed by a mysterious force. Then, a strong and disgusting bloody smell came to the face, with a hint of chill, which made everyone present shudder.

At the same time, the sound of gongs and drums became more and more deafening, as if it was about to break through the clouds. Everyone was terrified and looked out of the door.

Looking through the open door, I saw several vague red figures walking slowly towards this side. These figures were looming, giving people a gloomy and weird feeling.

"No, the bride is here, don't look!" Lu TaoScreaming in fear.

They knew the rule of out of sight, out of mind in dreams, so they turned their heads away quickly as if they had just woken up from a dream, not daring to look at it again.

However, Jiang Yan was helpless at this time. He couldn't look away, and could only watch the red figures getting closer and closer.

His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, cold sweat dripped on his forehead, and his heart was filled with unprecedented fear.

Outside the courtyard, gongs and drums were deafening. A group of strong men in bright red clothes were beating gongs and drums hard, with a uniform and stiff smile on their faces, which made people feel a little weird.

Surrounded by this group of red figures, a blood-red sedan slowly approached the door.

The sedan seemed to be stained with blood, exuding a suffocating breath. As the sedan swayed, the shaky door curtain occasionally lifted a corner, and through the gap, Jiang Yan could vaguely catch a glimpse of the bride sitting inside.

The bride was wearing a gorgeous and strange wedding dress, a heavy headdress on her head, and her face was covered by a thin veil, so her true appearance could not be seen clearly.

However, the most eye-catching thing was her hands that stretched out from behind the door curtain - white as jade, as delicate as jade carvings, and breathtakingly beautiful.

But Jiang Yan clearly remembered that these hands were the arms of the woman who had appeared in the blood coffin before.

The scene in front of him made Jiang Yan feel a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, and this feeling seemed familiar.

Recalling a scene he had experienced on the bus before, it was also so strange and bizarre at that time:

The same sedan, the same bride, but the color was different, and everything was pale and dim at that time. Now, the bride and sedan in front of him are both blood-red, and the fear they bring is even greater.

In the dead silence, the sedan finally stopped in front of the courtyard. The strong men who were beating the gongs and drums suddenly quieted down, and there was an indescribable tense atmosphere around.

Suddenly, Jiang Yan's body began to walk uncontrollably towards the sedan outside the door. Everyone took a peek at his receding back and gasped.

Jiang Yan walked stiffly to the sedan. As soon as he approached, a strong and nauseating smell of blood hit him, but he could not retreat and could only stand there.

Soon, the curtain of the sedan was lifted, and a white jade-like hand stretched out. Jiang Yan couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and the two hands finally held together...