Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

After the wedding ceremony, Jiang Yan followed the bride with a red veil beside him woodenly, and walked towards the tightly locked room.

There was no doubt that the room behind this door was their wedding room, but for some reason, Jiang Yan always had an ominous premonition - once he stepped into this room, he might never be able to leave.

Although he was very resistant in his heart, Jiang Yan was powerless to change anything at this moment.

He watched the scarlet door gradually enlarge and eventually occupied the entire field of vision.

And when he finally walked to the door, a strong chill surged from the bottom of his heart, making him shiver involuntarily.

At this moment, a familiar figure broke into the hall. He tried his best to control his eyes and barely glanced at it. He was surprised to find that the person was Zhao Qing.

He didn't understand why Zhao Qing suddenly broke in, but there was no doubt that this behavior was extremely dangerous. Disrupting the wedding would have disastrous consequences.

The entire wedding process was caused by the power of the ghost bride. Interfering with this process is equivalent to going against the ghost bride.

Although the specific power of the ghost bride is unknown, the two spiritual candles on the altar are still burning.

The spiritual candles can only burn in the dark night of dreams, but now it is daytime and it is burning, which shows that the power of the ghost bride can compete with the dark night of dreams, but this is just the tip of the iceberg.

The consequences of being an enemy of the ghost bride are very terrible. Even Jiang Yan in the real world may not be sure to deal with it, let alone now that he has lost his supernatural power in the dream.

The moment Zhao Qing stepped into the lobby, a piercing chill swept over like a tide, making her shiver. At the same time, she noticed that there were several hostile eyes in the lobby that were fixed on her tightly.

These sights came from different directions:

One came from the matchmaker with a stiff smile; another came from the strange ghost bride standing next to Jiang Yan in a scarlet wedding dress; in addition, there were two sights from the two empty armchairs placed next to the altar.

Zhao Qing's legs trembled involuntarily due to extreme fear, but her deep concern for Jiang Yan drove her to move closer to him step by step.

Although every step required great courage, she still gritted her teeth and tried to restrain the trembling of her body.

Jiang Yan wanted to yell at Zhao Qing to leave this dangerous place quickly, but at this moment, even moving his eyes became extremely difficult, let alone speaking.

Finally, he watched Zhao Qing step by step in front of him helplessly.

"Jiang Yan?"

Zhao Qing whispered softly, her voice as soft as feathers in the wind, her delicate and weak hands gently swayed in front of Jiang Yan's eyes, and at the same time she was cautiously alert to the ghost bride's every move.

However, Jiang Yan was helpless at this time. His body was as stiff as if he had been cast a spell, and he could not react at all. He could only desperately roll his eyes, trying to tell her to leave quickly with his eyes.

Unfortunately, Zhao Qing did not seem to understand Jiang Yan's intention, and still took off the emerald jade pendant hanging around his neck.

The jade pendant was crystal clear, emitting a faint green light, like a drop of dew rolling on a lotus leaf in the morning.

"This is..." Jiang Yan was a little confused when he saw this.

When he came to his senses, Zhao Qing had already put on the emerald pendant for him, and then said with a worried look:

"You must come back alive, I'm still waiting for you to arrange a job!"

But Jiang Yan just smiled bitterly in his heart and could not make any response. It seemed that Zhao Qing did not understand his situation at all, and naively thought that this pendant could play a role like a skinning ghost.

However, Jiang Yan was also happy to accept this somewhat naive kindness.

In the dream, he regained human emotions, and felt a long-lost warmth in his heart. It might also be the last time he had such an experience.

At this last moment, he wanted to take another look at Zhao Qing, but his feet moved forward uncontrollably. He could only glance at the familiar and cheerful face, and he couldn't even remember her appearance.

Finally, Jiang Yan and the bride stopped in front of the scarlet door. The hall was silent. Blood slowly seeped out of the wall, as thick as pulp. The candle on the altar suddenly went out. Everything around was weird.

Zhao Qing also immediately sensed the danger. She looked at Jiang Yan reluctantly, and finally turned around and left.

This shabby and rusty door was tightly locked by a thick and heavy iron chain. The big iron lock that was also rotten and rusty gave people a feeling that it could not be shaken.

When they stopped and stared at it, suddenly, the iron lock made a loud "bang" sound,

opened by itself,

the iron chain that was originally wrapped around it seemed to have lost its supportSlowly sliding down like a door.

Jiang Yan's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but stretch out his trembling hand and carefully push the scarlet door with a strange atmosphere.

Just when his fingertips just touched the door panel, the door disappeared without a trace, replaced by endless, deep and extremely dense darkness.

Facing this sudden darkness, Jiang Yan's heart surged with a strong fear and uneasiness.

This darkness is like a bottomless abyss, so pure black that it seems that if you are not careful, you will be swallowed up by it mercilessly.

Even though he was very resistant and desperate in his heart, he still stepped into the darkness with the bride uncontrollably.

Outside the main room, Zhao Qing, Lu Tao and others watched Jiang Yan and the bride being swallowed by the darkness inside the door.

After they entered, the scarlet door appeared again, still locked tightly with iron chains and iron locks.

Obviously, except for the bride and groom, no one can step into that door, and no one knows what is inside.

After stepping into the darkness, Jiang Yan felt dizzy. When he came to his senses, he found himself in a bedroom as red as blood.

The bed, dressing table, wardrobe, etc. were all dazzling scarlet, as vivid as blood flowing hideously.

The bride, who was originally held by him, had sat down on the bed without knowing when. Her white hands were folded elegantly on her thighs, sitting there quietly, as if integrated into this strange scarlet room.

Before he could be surprised, Jiang Yan walked uncontrollably towards the bride by the bed. He immediately realized that

the next step should be to lift the ghost bride's veil.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little scared, because this was exactly the second request of the ghost jar. After the S-level incident in Dachuan City, he understood that what the ghost jar wanted him to do was definitely not a good thing.

But he was powerless to resist now, and finally walked in front of the bride and stiffly stretched out his hand to the bride's red veil.

The bride at this time obviously had no reaction to Jiang Yan's actions. She was still sitting on the bed, with a beautiful and elegant figure, looking like a perfect bride.

Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a little nervous, because he didn't know what kind of face this perfect bride had. It could be very scary, or very beautiful, or even a face without facial features.

The more he guessed, the more nervous he became, because no matter what kind of face it was, seeing it always had to pay a price.

Finally, Jiang Yan lifted the red veil that was as thin as a feather, and the bride's face came into his eyes.

At first glance, he felt a little strange, but soon, a sense of familiarity came over him, and he was shocked:

"Zhao Qing!"