50: Chapter 50: The Mystery of the Old House (Twenty-Four)

In the next instant, Ember Stain took out a red flute from behind his back.

"Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, then properly taste the feeling of being torn apart."

That flute was permeated with an evil aura throughout its body, and a wisp of black mist emanated from its exterior.

A strange flute melody rang out, and those Brides, like controlled marionettes, stiffly raised their limbs.

In the next instant, as the flute melody changed, those Brides all surrounded Qianye, their empty eye sockets staring at her.

"Enjoy it." Ember Stain's eyes held endless chill; his hand movements quickened, and the flute melody became increasingly urgent.

When the song ended, Ember Stain exited the room directly.

Inside the room, when the flute melody began, Qianye had focused all her attention on the Brides in front of her; she likely didn't even notice Ember Stain leaving.

At this moment, she was full of interest, excitedly staring at the "sisters" before her.

"Hmm, good evening, sisters~"

Qianye raised her hand and counted, one, two, ... there were a total of eight Brides; counting herself, that made nine.

"Sisters, where did your eyes go?"

"Why does the last Bride have eyes?"

How could the Brides endure such words? Their bodies surged with black aura, and they raised their hands, pouncing toward her.

This was mocking them.

"Heh heh heh..."

"Die... die... die!"

"It's really saddening that you sisters have the habit of acting without saying a word."

Qianye carried the hong ling umbrella, constantly weaving between them, luring them one by one to the place where she had first woken up.

With a flash, she picked up the flower pot to the side.

"Little Flower, suck up the black aura on them."

Upon hearing this, Little Flower couldn't have asked for anything better.

It had long been impatient.

Qianye carried the hong ling umbrella, blocking them from getting close, and with Little Flower, absorbed all the black aura permeating their bodies.

*Burp*, so full, so full.

Little Flower was very excited.

It was about to bloom again.

The Little Flower in Qianye's arms had grown another head taller; all its green leaves had fallen off, and a small flower bud appeared on top.

Little Flower shook back and forth excitedly.

"Master, Master, look at me, look at me, hehe."

Little Flower swayed incessantly in excitement.

Looking at the wedding dress on those Brides, which were emitting a faint red glow, it wanted more, it still wanted more.

Qianye stopped it.

"Save some, otherwise how will we play later~"

"I, what happened to me?"

"Where is this?"

Little Flower had dealt with the black aura on them, and the Brides gradually regained their consciousness.

They slowly returned to calm.

"You, who are you?"

Qianye listened to their voices; they were as youthful as a group of underage girls, though their faces looked much more mature.

"Sisters, don't you feel uncomfortable anywhere~"

Qianye very "thoughtfully" took out a mirror and held it up to them.

"Ah!"

"Ahhh..."

"Where are my eyes?"

"My eyes... my eyes..."

"Eyes..."

"Go away..."

"Take it away quickly!"

That group of Brides saw their ugly selves in the mirror.

Qianye smiled slightly, without any feeling of having done something bad.

Although they felt they could see, their physical defects remained, and on their faces, only horrifying eye sockets could be seen.

"Heh heh heh, I, I know..."

A figure walked out from the back; Qianye had a deep impression of her. Seeing her, her eyes lit up. "beauty sister."

"I... heh heh, still have a trace of an impression..."

Qianye's clear eyes stared straight at her. The beauty looked a bit different from the other Brides; so that was it, their souls were all incomplete.

Now, just from saying two sentences, her soul was already a bit unstable.

"Why did you sisters become the way you are now?"

Qianye had a simple and harmless appearance, her eyes ignorant, making their hearts melt.

Hearing this, the Brides couldn't help but tremble all over. "It's it, it's it..."

The next second, they covered their mouths, their trembling fingertips pointing at their own bodies.

They only had on a wedding dress, with no other clothing.

"Li, little sister, it was you who saved us..."

Allowing their souls to be liberated.

Qianye tilted her head, looking at the wedding dress on them; only the wedding dress of the last beauty sister was a bit different.

It looked more magnificent and intricate.

"Heh heh heh, come, come with me..."

That beauty Bride took the lead and left the room.

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Qianye looked at the familiar withered forest and fell silent.

She didn't expect that when she said to follow her, it meant coming here.

A hint of playfulness flashed in Qianye's eyes; it was getting more and more interesting.

This time appearing in the withered forest, that group of charred skeletons did not appear again. Qianye and the group of women dressed in wedding dresses arrived safely at the innermost stone gate.

The leading Bride went directly to the stone gate.

With a few movements of her hands, she pressed a few spots on the stone wall; a heavy sound came, and the stone gate slowly opened.

Dense black mist surged out.

Qianye instantly opened the hong ling umbrella, and the eerie red light resisted the pervasive black mist.

"Hahaha haha..."

"Heh heh heh... heh heh..."

"Reminding you, it is now twelve o'clock~"

Qianye raised an eyebrow. So the rule mentioned before, not to go out at twelve o'clock, meant that situations like tonight would happen?

In an instant, those Brides who had originally regained some consciousness, after being infected by the black mist, had red and black patterns on their faces, and their empty eyes now contained two clumps of eerie black mist.

"Just one more missing!"

That beauty sister in Qianye's eyes was no beauty; now, her whole body permeated with heavy black mist, her eyes had turned blood-red, and her entire face had become aged.

"Ho ho ho, little beauty, come~"

"Join us!"

"Hee hee, sisters, join you, and guard the empty room alone~"

Qianye seemed not to see the gloom on her face, and nodded her head. "No way, I want to have a proper romance~"

"I want a sweet boyfriend."

"So..."

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Qianye's mouth.

"Hee hee hee, what you sisters said makes me very angry, so, you all go... die."

The hong ling umbrella was emitting an eerie pale red light; seeing the strangeness before it, the entire umbrella body was extremely excited.

Qianye comforted it; this umbrella had stabbed so many couples, but it hadn't stabbed a Bride yet, so it was inexplicably excited and thrilled.

One person and one umbrella, with a more excited flower in her arms, she rushed directly into the black mist with great interest.

The Brides' ten fingers turned into claws, with strange smiles on their faces, they rushed directly at Qianye.

Qianye stabbed her way all the way inside, and the stone gate closed with a "bang".

"Heh heh heh, it is coming..."

Qianye flashed, arrived directly beside her, and the umbrella tip exploded her head; Qianye, facing her, was splattered with blood stains on her face.

"You talk too much."

Qianye turned around and saw, within that huge clump of black mist, a bridal attire looming faintly.

"Is it beautiful~"

"Every Bride hopes that one day she can wear bridal attire and be married off in a grand manner..."

"How wonderful~"

Within the black mist, a gentle female voice, with a soft tone and full of longing, was inducing her step by step.

At the same time, that wedding dress was emitting an eerie, gorgeous light, incomparably magnificent.

"It's really beautiful~" Qianye carried the hong ling umbrella and, with elegant steps, approached the black mist step by step; the blood on the umbrella tip dripped onto the stone floor drop by drop.