Horror Recovery: SS-Class Drunk Ghost Bride At The Start

Su Bei, who was resting in the wooden coffin, was shaken and woken up.

"Open the coffin!"

The coffin was lifted.

Su Bei had no choice but to hold himself against the corners of the coffin with his hands and feet.

Avoid hitting your head with bumps.

"Guys outside, let's discuss, how about you let me out."

No one responded.

The coffin was not thick, and Su Bei put his ear to the coffin and could hear the movement outside.

There was no reason outsiders or ghosts couldn't hear Su Bei's movements.

Su Bei has his head high and his feet low.

This is carrying a coffin up the mountain and choosing a cemetery for burial.

He took the opportunity to push the coffin board away.

The coffin board remained motionless.

Fingers are put on the tiger and hit the coffin.

With his current strength, a punch can leave marks on the concrete wall.

However, the material of the coffin is special and there is no change.

Su Bei moves too much.

On the contrary, the person carrying the coffin was staggered by the movement inside the coffin.

"Be honest with me."

Give your palm a hard slap.

Then continue to carry the coffin up the mountain.

The coffin was lowered.

Su Bei silently listened to the movement outside.

The sound of firecrackers, the sound of the practice, the sound of chicken slaughtering, the cry of the old man...

He wasn't too happy with his first funeral.

Even lying in the coffin, Su Bei roared forcefully: "Feudal superstition is not acceptable, we want to be buried in a civilized manner."

"It's so noisy, can't you just change to another cute girl to cry?"

Outside the thriller game, the audience's perspective is different from Su Bei.

They watched as the coffin containing Su Bei stopped at the Hakuba sanctuary.

Coffins contain living people.

They came and went to pay homage to Su Bei, but it was the rigid corpses who wept and gave incense, and the servants who worked and came and went were paper figures painted in blush and dressed in pink and willow green.

The scene is eerie and creepy.

Afterwards, the coffin was lifted up by the ghosts and paper figures and transported up the mountain, where it was transported to the dug pit for burial.

Just as the coffin was about to be buried.

Su Bei shouted from the coffin for his sister to mourn for him.

"Well, Su Bei looks like it's over."

"The dead give the living, this scene is too terrifying! I don't dare to sleep tonight."

"Upstairs, I'll come to your house to accompany you. Is your bedroom spacious?"

"Su Bei is funny, how could those ghosts cooperate with him, do you really find a girl for him to mourn."

"I think Su Bei people have a good mentality. If it is someone else who is in the mood to have fun when they are about to die, this is the interpretation of fun people with life."

"Long live Sakura Sauce, the Dragon Kingdom will be defeated!"

However, the development of things beyond the audience's expectations.

The Specters were stunned when they heard Su Bei's voice.

"If they don't meet the requirements of the living, they will cheat the corpse and do evil after they are buried."

"This is the rule passed down by the ancestors."

"The female ghost can't follow up the mountain to watch the burial, or let the paper man come."

The white-bearded ghost pointed to a paper figure with a blurred face in a paper skirt.

Judging from the clothes, this is likely to be a female paper figurine, which is barely eligible.

"You knelt down and mourns for him, and let this kid settle his wish and hurry to the ground."

The paper figurine floated to Su Bei's coffin, sobbing and crying.

"Uuuuu~"

The cry was hoarse and unpleasant, as if the mountain breeze had hung up old newspapers.

Su Bei listened carefully for a while, and said angrily, "Don't think I don't know, you are fooling me with paper figures."

"I'm no longer a two-thorned ape, and I don't like paper people, especially this kind."

The Specters outside the coffin were embarrassed.

How did this kid find out?

Where do they know, Su Bei's five senses are strengthened.

He has a very keen hearing, and since the coffin is not thick, he can hear very clearly.

"This kid is really troublesome."

"It's better to send paper figurines to the foot of the mountain and ask a few big daughters-in-law and little Nizi to come."

A few old-looking Specter hurriedly ordered the paper-attached man to call someone.

The paper figurine descended the mountain with a strange smile that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and soon came over with three stunned female ghosts.

"Come and mourn for this coffin."

Weeping for the living?

The female ghosts were hesitant and reluctant.

How can there be ghosts who cry for human beings, and they don't want to lose face when it spreads out.

However, the other Specters were tough.

There was no other way, so he knelt down in front of Su Bei's coffin and started crying.

"Hey~"

"Woooooo~"

Finally satisfied this time!

It was the first time that the Specters had encountered such a difficult living person, and they had borrowed the power of Zu Xun by coincidence.

"The one on the right, do you think I didn't find out, you didn't cry at all."

The female ghost on the right in front of the coffin looked at the chicken's head on the ground, and drooled at the chicken blood splashed all over the floor.

After hearing Su Bei's words, look at the unkind expressions of the rest of the ghosts.

The white-bearded old ghost was quite majestic and said, "Listen to him."

The female ghost quickly hummed and cried.

"Wow woohoo~"

Su Bei was overjoyed, seeing the Specters being so obedient.

Could there be some mystery.

Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity, and continued to pick on the thorns.

"The one in the middle, your voice is too high, lower it with a little emotion."

"The one on the left is crying a little slower, and the other ghosts can't keep up."

"The one on the right is you, stop sniffing."

The female ghosts cried for two hours, and Su Bei was still happily correcting it.

Under the command of Su Bei, a funeral weeping chorus was born.

The facial features of the female ghost crying in front of the coffin were all deformed, and her seven orifices were bleeding in pain.

Coughing out a black confession!, accurate, if! water.. first, hair; group. number,."6?,5'6!:!1,,8;8:'?9.;;?! Group;'Number.!7'6?6:;'0.1"?8;!'3:."2"0 blood clot.

Only hateful eyes stared at the coffin.

I can't wait to bring Su Bei out now and dismember it.

The other grimace faces turned black.

This human being is too arrogant. How long will it take to continue doing this?

They looked at each other and made a decision.

"It's all a ghost, what are the ancestors' rules?"

"Just bury the coffin, I'm annoying."

"I can't wait to pull that thing out and give him a knife. Why does he do so much."

After deliberation, all the ghosts reached an agreement.

Send Su Bei to the ground.

Pulled away a few female ghosts who were crying until they collapsed and lost their senses.

Li Gui and Paper Man hold paper shovels, one ghost and one shovel to send Su Bei back to the west.

The audience in front of the screen did not dare to breathe.

An outstanding people entertainer, artist.

Are you going to burp today?

Is there any way for Su Bei to save himself?

Su Bei lay in the coffin and suddenly realized something was wrong.

This land is abnormal, and the ghost is too strong.

"No wonder I heard ghosts walking around the coffin outside. It turned out to be looking at Feng Shui."

If this is buried for Su Bei.

Even if they don't die, they will become ghosts, zombies and the like.

Su Bei felt that he could save one more time.

Take out the accumulated ghost coins from the space.

"Ding ding ding dong~"

There was a crisp metal crashing sound from inside the coffin.

Like many copper coins colliding with each other.

"It's a pity, so much money will be buried with me."

"One, two...one hundred and ninety."

Outside the coffin, the Specter with shovels heard the movement.

Money, and a lot!

Most of the poor ghosts here have not seen a ghost coin for several years.

And Su Bei, a human, has such a huge sum of money.

The ghost's eyes turned red.

They looked at each other and unknowingly stopped burying the soil.

"That's the voice of ghost coins, I couldn't have heard it wrong."

"One hundred and ninety coins, I have never seen ghost coins like this before."

"What does a human want for ghost coins, why don't you leave us 0..."

A ghost was short of breath, and laboriously cut a hole in his throat to ease his breathing difficulties.

A ghost couldn't stop swallowing saliva.

Even the pale and bluish grimace seemed to turn rosy.

When the three female ghosts heard the ghost coins, their eyes lit up.

He shouted: "We cried for so long, we should pay more."

The ghost who looked at Feng Shui was dissatisfied: "I chose this burial place based on my ability. With my unique skills, I should get the most."

The ghost who carried the coffin was also afraid of falling behind: "We are the most tired of carrying the coffin, so we shouldn't share our hard-earned money."

Immediately, the ghosts quarreled in front of the coffin.

A disagreement broke out into a conflict, and the Specters were extremely ruthless.

In an instant, the limbs of the hands and feet flew together, and the flesh and blood flowed.

The audience was startled.

"Fuck, the ghost is also greedy for money."

"Some ghosts are also made by humans, and some ghosts are more greedy than humans."

"It's not like there is a saying, money can make a ghost turn a mill, and money can make a mill turn a ghost."

"There are enough ghost coins to push ghosts on the mill."

"The banknote ability is too strong, and the ghost can't stop it, and the dead end is abruptly revitalized for him."

When the audience commented on the barrage, the white-bearded old Specter wiped the blood on his face scratched by his fingernails and stopped: "Don't be fooled by him, he is trying to frame us and let him out."

The white-bearded ghost also wants ghost coins, but there are too many ghosts now.

Take out so many ghosts.

He is old and weak, and he can't fight against these strong-aged ghosts.

How much money can you get in the end?

It's better to deceive all the ghosts and sneak over to get them that night.

Coincidentally, it is not only the white-bearded ghost who has this idea.

The other ghosts looked at each other with strange eyes.

They all have the meaning of their own domination.

Under the guise of each other, they decided to continue to bury them.

Su Bei heard the ghosts outside the coffin stop arguing.

After thinking a little bit, I knew what kind of filthy thoughts they had before they stopped the conflict.

It looks like there's still going to be a fire.

Su Bei muttered to himself at a high voice.

"Anyway, I'm going to be gone, and it's useless to keep ghost coins, it's probably broken."

The ghosts couldn't sit still when they heard it.

The white-bearded old ghost once again tried to persuade him: "He has no tools on his body, so he can't destroy the ghost coins with his bare hands."

Su Bei took out the dagger and pointed at the tiger.

"Crack!"

Metal rubs and breaks.

A ghost coin is broken, and it is only worth half of the price.

20,000 coins became 10,000.

The total ghost is very distressed, but they regard this money as their own pocket.

Blame this old man.

The ghosts glared at the white-bearded old ghost, who was about to make a few excuses.

Su Bei was talking to himself again.

"What if there is a tomb robber, I'll swallow it and let him dig it out of my intestines."

The ghosts are going crazy.

You are still not human!

"Pry the coffin, I can't stand this kid for a long time."

"Drag it out and torture it first, and then we will distribute the ghost coins."

"The ghost coins that were broken by that kid are recorded on the head of the white-bearded old ghost."

The Specter brought down the coffin and cut the ropes that bound the coffin.

At the moment when the coffin was pushed open.

Su Bei's hands are fast.

A handful of shiny coins were thrown out.

Scattered all over the hillside, rolled into the bushes, and rolled down the hill along the potholes.

Specter's eyes are red, it's all money.

It's like a dog sees a bone, but it still sticks to the shredded meat.

Crazy like grabbing coins.

Forget about Su Bei.

The white-bearded old ghost sprang out like an old dog, and quickly picked up the coins that rolled to his side.

Picking it up, I was immediately dumbfounded.

"Don't rob it, it's not ghost coins, it's money from living people. We were tricked by that kid."

When I looked again, the coffin was empty.

Su Bei has slipped away.