He returned to the beginning of the copy, and everything was proceeding according to the original process.
He felt that he seemed to have overlooked something. When he crossed the square and saw the market, he looked into the distance and saw a sedan chair, which was bright red and wrapped with red silk cloth.
——Wedding sedan chair.
What a happy event today.
He came to the mayor's house and stared at the three options that appeared.
Grab, grab, grab. This option seemed to have always existed. He had also met Jasmine at the ancestral hall at night.
But he always felt that it would be dangerous to blindly go to the place where Jasmine was last.
He chose to go with the mayor.
"--Father."
He stood up, followed the mayor, and supported him: "I'll go with you."
The mayor glanced at him, seeming hesitant.
But in the end he nodded.
As they walked outside, they saw beaming people.
The sunset was as thick as blood, and people's faces seemed to be covered in blood.
The night fell little by little, and the light snow that had originally fallen became heavier and heavier, falling on the surface with a cold water.
They came to the edge of the square, where there was a banquet. Big fish and meat were placed on a long table. There were more than a dozen benches sitting in a row. People were holding wine glasses, as if they were celebrating something.
Everything that comes into view is bright red, and the lanterns on a snowy night are as red as blood.
"Bo Li, you just came back. Let's have a meal here." The mayor took him to a seat and then told him: "After starting right away, don't run around."
Su Mingan vaguely thought of something.
The mayor left on crutches, and options appeared in front of him again:
Options appear:
…
Su Ming'an was prepared to pass the level in a few lives. He wanted to try to get to the dark side first.
He left the banquet and followed the mayor.
Mitchell also noticed him. The old man sighed slightly and did not stop him, but allowed him to continue following.
嘘戅 wonderful pen library 戅. ——He saw the destination of the mayor’s trip.
a house.
Blood-red lanterns were hung in front of the house, and a wedding sedan stood. When he pushed the door open and entered, he saw a woman wearing a wedding dress sitting across the curtain and wearing a red hijab.
"……Father?"
He heard a clear female voice, Jasmine's.
...Is Jasmine getting married today?
Su Mingan felt something was wrong. Jasmine in Trili Town was clearly single, otherwise she wouldn't have kept asking Bo Li if he would marry her.
"It's me. Jasmine, Bo Li is also back today, just in time to watch you get married." The mayor said in a distant voice.
Su Mingan saw Jasmine raising her hand, as if she wanted to lift the red hijab, but she hesitated.
"Is it true that now that I'm getting married, I can no longer look at other people casually?" Jasmine whispered.
"The gods don't want you to see other people anymore." The mayor said, "But, Jasmine, you can talk to Pori...haven't you always told me that you want to talk to people of your own age?"
The mayor patted Su Ming'an's shoulder and whispered: "Jasmine is getting married today... You haven't seen her yet, so talk to her first. When the auspicious time comes, your brother will carry her into the sedan. .”
Then, the mayor turned around and went out.
Su Ming'an stood there, looking at Jasmine through the curtain.
"...Brother Bori?"
she asked softly.
"Moli, it's me." Su Mingan said, and just as he was about to ask some questions, the scene in front of him suddenly froze again.
Options gradually emerge.
…
Su Mingan originally wanted to choose A, which was a suitable topic to talk about and get closer to each other.
But "Jasmine's" performance before entering the dungeon reminded him that the word "will" seemed to be quite important to her.
He chose option B.
"Jasmine." He raised his eyes and looked at the thin figure wrapped in festive red. Seeing her expression completely covered by the red hijab, he said in a deep voice: "Marrying...is it your wish?"
Jasmine's body trembled slightly.
"You are still very young, don't force yourself because of your father's words." Su Mingan looked at her: "What is love like, what does it feel like to like someone, can you clearly understand it? Who is the other person, and what is the other person's appearance and temperament? , what kind of feelings do you have for him... Do you know this in your heart? "
"I..." Jasmine's voice was trembling: "I, I'm very happy... I love her very much... I don't think there's anything wrong with this marriage..."
Su Mingan was slightly startled.
He originally thought that this was a forced marriage.
But looking at Jasmine’s attitude, she is still willing?
There is no one else here. Facing him, is it necessary for Jasmine to hide at such a young age? Not to mention...she sounded really happy.
...are you confused? still……
"Jasmine." He emphasized his tone: "Sometimes people cannot distinguish their own feelings. You are born to be shaped by the surrounding environment, so that you may not know what is suitable and what is blind love. You need Only when you go out and take a look can you understand what is suitable for you - the world is still big, you are still very young, and getting married and starting a family is not everything to you."
Jasmine raised her head slightly.
Su Mingan felt that she was watching him.
Xixi Miaobiku Xixi.
"Brother Bori." Jasmine seemed to laugh softly: "...You are not very old either."
"I'm different." Su Mingan said, "I'm just asking you."
Grab, grab, grab. "...I will not regret it." Jasmine's voice was very soft but firm: "I will devote all my feelings to him. This is my belief. I will always love him passionately, like everyone in this town. People are like that - although my father told me this, but I also think so - I will not regret it, never."
Su Mingan looked at Jasmine who was so persistent.
He suddenly remembered that his mission was to expose Jasmine's crimes.
So, is the seemingly innocent girl in front of me not that simple?
He hesitated for a while, and then heard the bell ringing outside the door.
"The auspicious time has come——"
He heard the mayor's call, urging him.
The night was getting darker little by little, and the red candles were flickering in the room.
嘘戅variety show literature 戅. Jasmine stood up, the jewelry on her body jingled, and the gold ring on her wrist shone with light.
"Boli...brother." Jasmine approached and said, "Send me on the wedding sedan."
Her voice was extremely soft, as clear as glass:
"——I truly love her."
She said this almost piously.
Su Ming'an suddenly realized that he could no longer control his body. He was stepping forward, turning around, and carrying her on his back.
Jasmine's body is thin and small, and the fingers exposed on her shoulders are extremely white, as if she has been locked up and has not experienced much sunlight. When he picked her up, he felt like he was picking up a skeleton.
The system voice sounded in my ears like a narration.
This time, time did not stand still.
Xixi variety show literature Xixi.
…
Then, no options emerged.
Su Ming'an watched as she carried the thin little Jasmine on her back and walked out step by step. Then, she walked down the steps covered with bright red carpets and walked towards the wedding sedan waiting at the door under the blood-red lanterns.
He looked at the wedding sedan with the curtains lifted. The dark interior looked like a vicious beast with its mouth wide open.
He walked on the road as if he was carrying the girl on his back and sending her to the mouth of the vicious beast.
He put Jasmine into the sedan and saw the curtain closed.
At the last moment, he saw Jasmine lift her hijab, and her eyes as pure and transparent as the sky and the sea were looking at him.
She is laughing.
Smiling happily.
She may be really happy about this marriage, but maybe she doesn't know what she will face.
"Get up the sedan——!"
The bearer carried the wedding sedan, and the red silk sedan gradually moved away from him in the snowy night. He immediately wanted to follow, but his body refused to obey.
The mayor on the side looked at him. The dragon-headed crutch was covered with a layer of deep red light under the blood-colored lantern.
"Bo Li." The mayor said with deep eyes, "Don't hinder her happiness."
The mayor's dragon-head crutch was stuck in front of him. This seemed to be a rule and he had no control over his body.
Su Mingan stood there, his eyes gloomy.
...He had roughly guessed everything that Jasmine was about to experience.
"Mitchell." Su Mingan spoke. He no longer called him "father" and did not even want to hide the slightest hint of intimacy:
"——Your town really disgusts me."
He waited for a moment, but didn't wait for the mayor's response.
Time seemed to pass for a long time, until the snow loosened and the upright dragon-head crutch fell to the ground, and he was finally able to move.
He quickly turned his head, and sure enough he saw that the mayor's figure had completely disappeared.
The cold wind of the winter night blew across his face, and he felt the long-lost coldness.
He immediately took steps and ran towards the ancestral hall in his memory, facing the cold wind on his face.
Along the way, he saw all the fireworks set off and only the leftovers of the banquet.
Along the way, he saw the sky full of snow... The snowflakes fell on him like goose feathers, and the ice water almost covered his entire body.
He even saw the red silk cloth abandoned in front of the door. The weaver girls disappeared, the magpie-like chirping disappeared, and the only sound in the night was his running on the snow.
In the square, only the red lanterns in front of each house were still on, swaying like a pair of wolf eyes.
"——Worship the heaven and the earth!"
Such shouts rang out from somewhere, along with a burst of prayers.
It was like hearing the prayers of the townspeople when they were exiled when they first arrived in Triri Town. The voice had a dark tone. While running in the snowy night, he heard the prayers of people on both sides joined together and passed from house to house.
The entire Trilli was enveloped in this burst of prayers.
"——Two obeisances, Gaotang!"
The voice continued.
The sunset has completely faded.
Night covered the town like a pot lid.
He suddenly heard the suona. The high-pitched and melodious suona was so penetrating that it filled half of the town. It made all the mottled past events buried in this town melodious. It sounded like it was playing joy, but also like a sharp and piercing sound. wailing.
——Both happy and sad.
"——Husband and wife, greetings!"
The voice continued.
He ran all the way to the ancestral hall in his memory. The moment he stepped into the street, he heard a hoarse shout from the townspeople:
…
"—May Trilli be given a new lease of life!"
…
Su Ming'an rushed to the ancestral hall. He saw some rich and powerful townspeople outside the door, who seemed to want to stop him.
He immediately shifted in space, broke into the ancestral hall, and saw the scene in front of him——
The gorgeous, bright red wedding dress was completely lifted off, and the streamers swaying at the tail of the dress were like the tail feathers of a flamingo dragging fire, like sparks that shook off the wedding dress in an instant.
The murmurs of the people in the village seemed to penetrate the damp and cold walls, and the snowflakes outside the window slapped his face.
——He saw Jasmine.
——Jasmine is lying in the coffin.
Her wedding dress was like fire, her jewelry was precious, and the gold ring around her neck was shining with beautiful golden light.
Four wooden thorns penetrated her limbs, and there was still a smile on her face.
This smile looked a little bitter under the flickering red candle. grab, grab, grab
There is writing on her hand, written with her blood. It is a piece of vermilion, which is particularly bright on the dark coffin:
Below, there is a line of small words, and the blood stains are getting lighter and lighter, as if she has no strength anymore:
…
…
Su Mingan stood there, looking at the words, and the door behind him was kicked open.
"Bo Li boy! Come out quickly! Don't disturb Lord God's bride——!" The townspeople came over and tried to pull him away.
Su Ming'an didn't say anything. He turned his head and looked at these crazy townspeople.
——Jasmine is dead.
She was dead and weightless.
She was crucified on her wedding night because she was to be the bride of what Trilli called "the Lord God."
Jasmine regretted it. She had looked forward to marrying her favorite god, but she didn't realize until she died that this might not be love.
But this ridiculous god...he has never seen it once before.
Is He really God? He is the omnipotent god who protects the world and saves all people from water and fire. Or... the evil god who seduces the townspeople, leads them to kill each other, exile themselves, and takes away the lives of innocent girls?
Su Mingan stood there, facing the crazy townspeople.
He heard Bo Li's narration voice again: Hey, let's play, Hey!
…
Let's play
…
…
The system prompt sounds:
…
Su Ming'an looked at the girl who died in the coffin, her wedding dress as red as blood, and sighed slightly.
——It’s still a step too late.
He raised his hand,
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