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15. The scapegoat and death(2/2)

The ghost bride who had originally floated over stopped where she lowered her head and stared at the girl with bangs.

The girl with bangs screamed in fear and tried to climb forward with her twisted limbs, trying to escape from the ghost bride.

The ghost groom showed ecstasy on his face.

The method was successful.

As for that woman, I can only blame her for being unlucky.

He turned around without hesitation and ran forward, but after a few steps, a hand that was defeated and thin, passed through his body and exposed from the front.

The ghost groom still had a residual smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with fear and shock.

How could it be-

how so?

He made a loud noise from his mouth, and he looked down at the defeated hand slowly retracting, as if he had taken away something from his body. At that moment, he felt as if he had lost something.

The ghost groom's mouth was covered in blood and dripping down. He stiffened his body and slowly turned around with the last little strength. Finally, he figured out what the female ghost had taken away.

That's-that's his heart.

The female ghost still had a weird smile on her face, her sharp nails slowly pinched her heart, and said shrillly: "You are not him-!!!!"

The ghost groom widened his eyes slightly.

He finally - finally understood why the ghost bride didn't kill that woman, but himself.

Because, because...

I am not the real groom.

He swallowed unwillingly and fell to the ground and never moved again.

The female ghost looked straight at the girl with bangs crawling forward and slowly disappeared into the white mist.

And what disappeared was the wedding dress worn on the ghost groom.

****

On the road, Xia Letian and Tang Guofei began to search for the ghost bride. There seemed to be a lot of thick fog on the quiet road, surging and sweeping, as if symbolizing the female ghost's anger at this moment.

The cold air filled the streets.

Tang Guofei shivered, couldn't help but approach Xia Letian, and whispered: "The fog seems to be getting heavier and heavier?"

Xia Letian said worriedly: "So we must find the ghost bride as soon as possible."

This fog made him feel very bad.

He even felt that the more white mist he inhaled himself, the more his whole body seemed to be integrated with the white mist.

After leaving for a while, Xia Letian grabbed Tang Guofei and signaled to be careful with his eyes.

Tang Guofei wanted to ask Xia Letian what he discovered, but out of survival instinct, he closed his mouth and approached Xia Letian.

Visibility in thick fog is too low;

After they approached, Tang Guotian couldn't help but breathe.

It was a lying corpse. Although the face was invisible, Tang Guotian instantly recognized who it was through this outfit, "Isn't this the middle-aged aunt?"

Unexpectedly, she was killed by a paper man.

Xia Letian was on the corpse clothes, and he signaled to Tang Guofei, "Look at this."

Tang Guofei hesitated and said, "Is this...footprint?"

The footprints on it are stained with blood and look small.

Like - women's.

Tang Guofei had a vague guess, "Can it be that woman kicked her?"

Xia Letian shook his head, "Who knows, let's keep going."

In this crisis-ridden ghost world, they have more important things to do.

The two continued to walk forward, and soon they could hear a low cry. After they walked over carefully, they saw the wounded woman in the white mist.

The woman with bangs was extremely serious. Her legs seemed to be deliberately discounted, which was crooked and chilling, especially on her back, there seemed to be two wounds as big as a bowl. Fortunately, it was not deep and had not been injured yet.

The girl with bangs naturally noticed two figures in the white mist, and was so scared that she quickly retreated and tried to curl herself into a small lump.

She was afraid that these two people would also regard themselves as scapegoats!

"Are you okay?" Tang Guofei leaned over carefully, his face full of care and sympathy.

The girl with bangs couldn't help but tremble. Her originally tense mind was in a mess under Tang Guofei's concern tone. She couldn't help crying, full of grievances and hatred.

Why do everyone think of themselves as a scapegoat?!!
Chapter completed!
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