"You know how to play!"
Ye Qing looked at the phantom of the Buddha with a poor appearance in the sky, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
He knew that this was a poor person sending him a message, telling him his location, but the operation of becoming a Buddha was too ridiculous. Are you afraid that the Buddha will really jump out and lift your heavenly spirit cap?
"But by the way, when did Yipo have such a powerful Buddha treasure? This old boy has hidden it quite well!"
The Buddha's light in the sky is pure and vast, and it is definitely an ancient artifact.
Before he finished speaking, another ripple was seen in the air.
I saw the evil energy billowing up into the sky. The mighty Buddha's light slowly became thin and dim under the impact of the evil energy, and the bright sky also became dim.
What's even weirder is that as the sky darkens, lanterns slowly float into the sky.
Those lanterns are all white, but with the word "囍" in black on them. As the lanterns rise, the lanterns become increasingly pale and cold, while the black characters "囍" become darker and deeper, and the sky becomes darker and darker.
And in the infinite darkness, a woman wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab seemed to be looming, and a sinister and evil aura swept across the world.
Even though he was thousands of miles away, Ye Qing felt cold all over his body. The thing in the darkness gave him the feeling of being more dangerous and terrifying than the Void Mica.
The darkness in the sky lasted for more than ten breaths before slowly disappearing. Of course, disappearing with it was the Buddha's light all over the sky.
"Huh...what on earth did Yipo have done that was so outrageous that he provoked such a terrible thing?"
Ye Qing touched his nose and frowned. It was obvious that the thing that trapped Yipo must be a terrifying existence in the darkness.
"However, this may also be an opportunity!"
Immediately, Ye Qing seemed to have thought of something, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"That's it!"
Ye Qing took a step forward and headed straight towards the direction where the Buddha's light and darkness disappeared.
A few hours later, Ye Qing appeared in front of darkness.
That darkness covers a land with a radius of hundreds of miles. It is gloomy, cold, and full of deathly silence. It is impossible to see through it and cannot feel it.
However, just looking at the darkness in front of him gave Ye Qing a feeling of panic and trembling, as if he would definitely die if he dared to step into it.
"Life or death, it depends on this time." Standing outside the darkness, Ye Qing hesitated for a moment. He felt that the time was almost up, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness.
As soon as he stepped into the darkness, it was like falling into a cold and cold lake. The dirty, cold, and dead breath came from all directions, seeming to freeze his soul.
This kind of breath is more filthy than Jiuyou Demonic Qi, colder than Fengdu Yin Qi, and more desperate than Nirvana Death Qi.
If it weren't for the black and yellow mother energy protecting his body and soul, his body would lose vitality and his soul would be contaminated and frozen in just a few moments.
Not only that, when he entered the darkness before, he only took a small step forward. Logically speaking, it would be easy to leave, but this was not the case.
Because as far as he could see, there was nothing in front of him, nothing but darkness behind him, and darkness everywhere, as if that small step made him fall from the human world into hell.
Hell is immeasurable, easy to enter but difficult to exit.
Ye Qing disappeared and took a few steps forward when he suddenly felt something ominous.
At this moment, he saw white paper lanterns floating from the darkness.
Those white paper lanterns were exactly what he had seen before, with the black word "囍" on them, which was ominous.
When the white paper lanterns got closer, Ye Qing could see clearly that those lanterns were not floating, but were being carried.
Of course, not living people, nor dead people, but paper figures.
However, those paper figures were not normal paper figures, but burnt paper figures.
Yes, all those paper figures were burned, charred and black. They looked extremely fragile and would fall apart when the wind blew.
Of course, there was no wind in this darkness, and those burnt paper figures were not as fragile as they looked. They carried white paper lanterns and walked silently in the darkness with stiff steps. .
Slowly, there were more and more paper figures. Countless paper figures gathered from all directions and stood there quietly. The pale white candlelight intertwined on the ground, forming a twisted and terrifying shadow, which was silent, strange and eerie.
"Put on my red wedding dress and apply my red rouge;"
"Comb my long hair and wear my golden walking stick;"
"Farewell to my parents and board my red sedan chair."
"Walking on the road, anxious and uneasy;"
"Welcome me into the hall and follow me to worship heaven and earth."
"Enter the bridal chamber with three bows and sit upright under the red candlelight;"
"Take off my red hijab and drink a glass of wine from me;"
"Hold my slender hand, and we will grow old together."
…
At this moment, a strange singing voice came from the darkness. The singing voice was melodious and melodious, with a hint of anxiety and sadness, as well as a hint of longing and beauty.
Along with the singing, the paper figures that had been standing still slowly began to move.
The paper figures behaved stiffly and moved slowly, and all the paper figures moved together, which made them look rather disorganized and comical.
But slowly, Ye Qing discovered that those paper figures seemed to be performing a story, the story sung by the ballad.
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To put it simply, a woman who is about to get married puts on her wedding dress, bids farewell to her parents, boards the wedding sedan, goes to her husband's house, worships heaven and earth with her future husband, enters the bridal chamber, takes off her hijab, drinks a glass of wine, and wishes to hold the hand of her husband. Growing old together.
The meaning of the ballad is very beautiful, and the interpretation by the paper figures is also vivid.
Everything seems beautiful, but in such an environment, the more beautiful things are, the more weird and eerie they appear, and the more chilling they are.
It's like watching something from the underworld!
"The moon is crescent outside the window, and the candlelight is flickering inside the house;"
"The evil wind rises in gusts, seducing my soul away."
"The crescent moon shines on the mountains and rivers;"
"The candle flickers and the person screams."
"Screaming to the breaking point, shouting to the breaking point;"
"I broke my legs and lost my soul while running."
“You chase me, I’ll chase you, I’ll kill you, you kill me;”
"You bleed, I bleed, and we bleed together to death."
"The road to the underworld is thousands of miles away, and the dark wind blows and the soul floats;"
"Floating to Naihe Bridge, you and I will grow old together in the next life."
…
Just when Ye Qing felt weird, the singing in the air suddenly changed. It was no longer as affectionate, harmonious and beautiful as before, but full of absurdity, weirdness, and nothingness.
And those paper figures were no longer as gentle and kind as before, but suddenly became crazy and frantic, biting and killing each other. Raging flames swept and burned, and everything was burned to ashes, in the pale and cold sky. Under the moonlight, they swirled and dispersed in the wind.
"Are these paper figures acting out their own stories?"
Such an idea suddenly flashed through Ye Qing's mind, and the more he thought about it, the greater the possibility.
