The System Exploded And I Became The System

Ning Buxiu and Cang Poshi arrived at the wedding banquet without attracting anyone's attention.

There was even a 'person' next to him, who enthusiastically pulled Cang Poshi to a table and put half of a human foot into the bowl in front of him with chopsticks: "Eat, eat, eat! It's delicious!"

In response, Cang Poshi's old face twitched.

Seeing that the young master did not do anything, he understood that the guest who was pulling him would not pose any danger to him, and was just expressing pure enthusiasm.

At the wedding banquet going on at the moment, the most lively place was where the groom, Gao Lang, was.

Looking at the other party's pale expression and the puddle of vomit on the ground not far away, it was not difficult for Ning Buxiu to guess that this guy vomited all over after discovering the true identity of the beef.

At this moment, I am still feeling a little shaken and deeply psychological.

However, under these layers of emotions, he still had to toast to the guys in front of him one by one according to the narration he heard.

Fortunately, the drink in my hand is not something disgusting.

This mellow taste seemed to have been there for a hundred years. The long and thick taste dissipated a lot of the nausea in Gao Lang's heart.

"Groom, come, come! I wish you and your bride a happy baby and a long life together!" A guest at the table stood up with a wine glass in his mouth, still chewing meat that Gao Lang didn't dare to look at.

In response, Gao Lang could only raise his glass with a forced smile.

After walking around for a while, I felt a little drunk.

But when he thought about where he was, Gao Lang cheered up.

"Master Groom, you don't drink well." When Gao Lang was in a daze, he suddenly felt a hot palm resting on his shoulder.

The drunkenness dissipated instantly, and Gao Lang looked nervously at the person in front of him.

This is a young man of about the same age as him. Unlike the other guys who are lying on the dining table and eating with their mouth full of human oil, the man in front of him has no oil stains on his body, and his eyes are not like those of other guys. There is a stiff and hollow look in his eyes. Breathtaking brilliance!

"Want a mobile phone? It's free." Ning Buxiu continued.

"Hand, mobile phone?" Gao Lang had never heard of this thing at all.

And then, Ning Buxiu took out two stones from his body and put the mobile phone in Gao Lang's hand: "Give one to the bride, this thing is more useful than a letter."

Looking at the two stones in his hand, Gao Lang's puzzled expression never dissipated.

He looked up and saw that the person who gave him the mobile phone had merged into the crowd and disappeared.

In the world of the play, it gets dark very quickly.

But in the blink of an eye, Gao Lang, who was dazed with his cell phone a moment ago, found himself at the door of a room hung with a red cloth.

["Hey! Stepping into the wedding room, the groom wears a hijab, the bride is as beautiful as a picture, they drink all the wine, the wedding room is full of flowers and candles, and the clouds and rain pass by."]

"Bridal chamber?!" Gao Lang swallowed.

This is not expectation, this is fear!

In a place where people were treated like meat, Gao Lang felt that there were ghosts everywhere!

The bride he has never met before is most likely a ghost!

After hesitating at the door for a long time, Gao Lang noticed that there were signs of ghost claws poking out from under his clothes. In desperation, he finally had no choice but to step into the door.

In the dark room, an oil lamp was lit.

An old oil lamp from a hundred years ago, with a weak flame dancing around it, could only illuminate half a foot of the tabletop around the lamp!

On the bed, there was a woman sitting quietly, wearing dark red clothes and a red cloth on her head.

Judging from the woman's hands stretched out from her sleeves and resting on her knees, her skin is very fair. Apart from revealing a hint of illness, it is not scary.

Thinking of the narration reminder, Gao Lang nervously picked up the wooden stick on the table next to him.

In obvious fear, he raised the red hijab in front of him.

When he saw the person under the hijab, Gao Lang was instantly stunned.

After pausing for a long time, he said in confusion: "Sister?!"

"Sister, are you here too?! What on earth is going on?! How should we go back!"

After Gao Lang saw this familiar face, his nervous mood immediately relaxed.

He even went to the table next to him and poured out a glass of wine to quench his thirst.

However.

A faint voice made Gao Lang's hair stand up slightly.

"This first glass of wine should be a drink between husband and Xiaofu. Husband, please don't drink indiscriminately." The words in a tone that were completely unlike his sister made Gao Lang freeze completely.

He turned to look at the familiar face in front of him, but the expression revealed in it was completely unfamiliar to Gao Lang!

"Sister, don't scare me, you are my sister, right?!"

"Don't you recognize Xiaofu anymore?" The bride frowned slightly and looked at Gao Lang with tears in her eyes: "Is it because Xiaofu's makeup is too thick and your husband can't recognize her?"

"I'll take off my makeup now, I'll take off my makeup now."

The woman said, holding her hands to her face.

"Stab!" Five bloody marks were pulled out!

When the blood spurted out from her face, the woman sitting on the bed did not pause at all, and once again tore and scraped the flesh from the wound on her face!

For a moment, patches of blood were sprinkled on the dark red wedding clothes, and the strong smell of blood assaulted your nostrils!

"Husband, please don't fail to recognize Xiaofu, Xiaofu will take off her makeup now, take off her makeup!"

"Stop, stop, stop!!" Gao Lang was so frightened that he felt like urinating.

If you keep scraping it again, your face will be gone and your bones will come out!

"Has your husband recognized Xiaofu?" The woman stood up with a hint of surprise in her voice, holding onto her bloody face.

In response to this, Gao Lang's breathing was trembling, and he stuttered for a long time before saying: "Yes...I recognized him."

"Great, I know your husband recognizes Xiaofu!" The woman smiled happily, but the smile covered in blood was completely different from the joy in her tone!

And it happened that the combination of these two extremes gave Gao Lang an unspeakable evil feeling, and a coldness that went straight to his scalp!

"Husband, let's have a drink." The woman slowly came to the table.

As he got closer to the weak candlelight, Gao Lang could see the woman's bloody face more clearly.

From the injuries that just appeared on his face, he was absolutely sure that this was his sister!

But what's going on with his sister now? Could it be that he is possessed by a ghost? !

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Gao Lang's back.

In other words, his bride is really a ghost!

This experience of less than an hour can be said to be the most terrifying memory in his life from childhood to adulthood!

The key is that this is not a dream!

Those clear five senses were so real that Gao Lang even thought that his previous life was just a dream!

In front of the dim oil lamp, Gao Lang wanted to resist but did not dare to act at all and drank a glass of wine with the person in front of him.

Looking at the other party's bloody face, Gao Lang felt a moment of discomfort.

This is his sister, an ordinary-looking sister in the eyes of his younger brother.

"You don't want to have a bridal chamber, do you?" Thinking of what happened next, Gao Lang breathed heavily and his heartbeat skipped a beat.