The copper bells were swaying in the dark wind at the entrance of the cliff cave.

The mountains in the distance, from far to near, are covered with mountain shadows one after another, giving birth to many limbs, swaying with teeth and claws.

The cold moon shrouded the mountains and forests, and the white light showed ink green. The roars of wild beasts were high and low at the bottom of the cliff. The cold wind whistled through the entrance of the cliff, bringing sharp whistles, far and near, as if someone was laughing.

It's like the moaning of the wind.

"Huwuwu——"

Another cold wind blew in, blowing the red hijab off his head and flying backwards.

Wan'an turned slightly and looked back. Only the faint firelight illuminated the entire cliff cave, filled with mahogany coffins.

In the front of the cliff cave, a five-meter-tall stone statue with glaring eyes was built.

It is broad and roughly carved, and on the right hand holding the palm upward, lies the red hijab that was swept away from Wan'an.

【Ahhhhh——】

【The stone statue has its head uncovered——】

【You bumped into a powerful guy——】

With the gloomy environment, the coffins filling the space, and the stone statues with fierce eyes, Wan'an can still remain calm even if his back feels cold.

Who knew that the B game system howled louder than a ghost?

"You are the system, what are you screaming about?" Wan'an discovered that since he cleared Novice Village, the B Game system has become more and more active.

[I'm howling for you, please be considerate]

"Listen to me, thank you, because of you..." Because of the disruption in the Yiyu system, Wan'an suppressed the goosebumps all over his body, turned over and crawled out of the coffin.

The cliff cave is very large, and the coffin placed on the outermost edge is the newest and was brought up this afternoon.

Inside, Wan'an counted eighty-one coffins.

The closer to the coffin of the stone statue, the thicker the ash accumulated on the coffin lid.

Under the stone statue, two oil lamps were lit, which was the only light in this cliff cave.

Wan'an took a deep breath, summoned the silk thread in advance, wrapped it around his fingertips, and then walked towards the coffin on the right.

"Ring ring ring——"

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-"

The small copper bell embroidered on the wedding dress made a crisp sound as Wan'an walked.

Wan An paused as he stepped forward, and saw a black shadow passing by his feet and rushing forward.

The dark shadow jumped onto the tribute platform through the coffin and ran towards the burning oil lamp.

A black-haired rat as big as the palm of an adult man stretched out his paws to scoop up the lamp oil inside. The wick flickered on and off, illuminating the stone statue above it in half-shade and half-light, making it even more eerie.

Click.

The mouse's paw scooped up the lamp oil, pressed the wick into the oil, and the lamp went out.

It also licked the lamp oil more unscrupulously.

There is still a light on, and Wan'an plans to save the brides in the other six coffins first.

Hua Xiaoyao Banban was lying in the coffin, eyes closed tightly, and persisted like this all afternoon.

My parents said that as long as I marry the mountain god, I can live a good life, and the villagers in the mountain village will no longer suffer from hunger and cold.

Every year, on the second night after the Lady of the Mountain God goes up the mountain, every household will receive a gift from the Mountain God.

Lying in the coffin until late at night, I could only hear the roars of wild beasts in the mountains and forests, and the silence in the mountain temple was terrifying.

Not long ago, she heard the sound of the coffin being opened.

Could it be that the mountain god came to pick up the mountain god’s wife?

Hua Xiaoyao was a little scared, and then heard a jingling bell approaching towards her, and finally stopped next to her coffin.

This time, the mountain god came to pick her up, right?

Hua Xiaoyao closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling nervously and fearfully.

She didn't know what the mountain god looked like, but he must be extremely handsome since he could provide them with food.

My heart couldn't help but beat violently as the coffin lid was opened.

Hua Xiaoyao smelled a faint fragrance among the smell of incense.

The red hijab covering his face was lifted.

Wan'an looked at the girl lying in the coffin with a thin face and yellow skin.

Her closed eyes were trembling, obviously she was awake, but she didn't dare to open them because of fear.

He reached out and hooked the girl's chin with his fingertips, and Wan An softened his voice: "Don't be afraid, get up."

The soft and gentle voice could not help but soothe Hua Xiaoyao's fearful heart.

She opened her eyes and looked blankly at the person in front of her, just one glance, and everything was completely silent.

I just felt that the stunning woman in front of me was like a god from the Tianshan Mountains. She lowered her eyes and looked at her with tenderness, and murmured: "Husband?"
Chapter completed!