Ghost Bride 2

Bride with Ghost Eyes 2

Synopsis:

Lan Ruoxi, born with a ghostly eye, inadvertently opens the door to a terrifying adventure into the dark side of humanity. As the outline of the truth gradually unfolds, even her closest loved ones may become victims of deception and madness. What will she do? Will her destined marriage and the guardian she longs for still arrive? When everything is pushed to the brink, this strange journey in search of souls has only just begun…

Section 1: Nishiyama Tomb (1)

Nishiyama Tomb

It was a blazing midday sun, the wild grass wilted from the heat. The rice paddies were fragrant, and the cornfields shimmered with a golden light. I took off my shoes and walked barefoot on the soft earth, freely connecting with the land. The sun-baked soil smelled of ripe earth, the fertile fields nourishing another harvest. Unknown wildflowers bloomed in large patches in the valley, their vibrant crimson hues like dazzling rouge. I stood at the mouth of the valley, gazing into the distance. The rice stalks emitted a sweet, minty fragrance; I knew I was almost home.

"Get on the bus!" the driver called out, and travelers who had gotten off to use the restroom or rest hurried back to the long-distance bus. Apple was calling to me too. Finally, reluctantly, I put on my shoes and ran onto the bus, and the journey continued. Don't rush! In a few more hours, we'll be back in Shebupo.

I need to go back to my hometown to pay respects to my ancestors before the start of the new semester.

Apple and Jeep were traveling with me; they were a couple.

As evening fell, we finally arrived at the village entrance and smelled the long-lost aroma. Wheat straw was being burned in the stove, crackling and emitting a faint fragrance, mixed with the smoky scent of wheat.

Unfortunately, things have changed, and Grandma's former residence now appears so desolate and forlorn.

Just as I was lost in thought and reminiscing about the past, the wooden door was suddenly flung open, and a woman in a pink blouse and light blue trousers walked out—it was my aunt.

"Oh! Who do we have here? Isn't this our little sparrow? What, you flew away but still know to come back and check on us? I thought you'd been eaten by a dog and had completely forgotten about us..."

Apple was unhappy and pulled me aside: "Ruoxi, who is this person? Why does he talk so irritably?"

I smiled helplessly and said, "It's okay, it's just my auntie."

"Auntie?"

"She's my uncle's wife."

When Grandma was alive, my aunt was more polite to me, but now that Grandma is gone, she is the mistress of the house and speaks in a louder voice.

"I came back to visit. School starts in just over ten days, so I'm taking advantage of this break to come back and sweep Grandma's grave." I said as I pulled Apple through the door.

"Tsk tsk tsk... That's easy for you to say! You came back by yourself, with two more dragging behind you. This isn't a temple of saints." The wrinkles on the old woman's face didn't make her look kind; instead, they made her seem petty. The old man stood to the side, awkwardly rubbing his hands.

Apple, being straightforward, stepped forward to argue with her.

"Apple!" I quickly pulled her back and winked at the jeep, signaling him to take Apple out quickly, as she has a short temper and things could get ugly.

Big Giplar dashed out with the apple in his hand.

The dim light shone on the old woman, casting a sinister shadow—strange! Behind her, I saw a tall shadow, a demonic shadow holding a scythe, with serrated edges growing from its fangs.

I was startled and backed away...

I caught a glimpse of the old woman's disgusted look and didn't dare to ask her any more questions. Instead, I whispered to my uncle, "Uncle! I'm coming home to sweep the graves and will only stay for a few days. Can we use Grandma's bed? The two of us girls can sleep on the kang (heated brick bed), and the boy can sleep on the floor. Isn't there a small room that's been empty and used to store miscellaneous items?"

My uncle hesitated, mumbled something indistinctly, which I didn't hear clearly, and then pointed at my aunt.

I understand now. My uncle isn't in charge, so I still need to ask my aunt.

But the answer I received was astonishing: "There are no spare beds for you to use; the house has long been rented out to others."

Others? I asked in surprise, "You rent out Grandma's room too?"

"Rented, all rented!" the woman said nonchalantly.

"They've all rented them out?" That's even stranger. How could so many people suddenly come to rent houses in this remote, impoverished area? Anyone traveling would look for scenic spots with convenient transportation! Who would come here...?

"There's no place for you. If you want to sleep, just make do with a makeshift bed in the yard!" the old woman said impatiently.

“That won’t do. Even though it’s summer, the dew gets heavy in the mountains late at night, and it’s easy to catch a cold. They’re both city kids; I can’t let them get sick!”

"It's no use yelling at me. I already told you the house is rented out..." The woman went back into the house in a huff.

I stood still: Who would rent a house here and stay for a long time?

"Ruoxi!" Apple looked at me with a slightly aggrieved expression from the doorway and pointed to her stomach.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I forgot, I'll go cook right away!" I turned and ran to the kitchen.

The fire in the stove had gone out, leaving it cold and impersonal.

I went to the woodshed and grabbed a bundle of wheat straw. I tiptoed into the kitchen, groped my way to the windowsill in the dark, found a match, and with a "sizzle," the fire was lit.

Section 2: Nishiyama Tomb (2)

Strange, it seems like all sorts of "guests" have come to the house, but I haven't seen any of them.

On the threshing floor.

The stars twinkled densely against the dark sky, but there was no bright moon in the sky; dark clouds obscured the light, and the night was very quiet.

I saw that Apple and Jeep were both asleep, so I rested my head on my hand, gazed at the starry sky, and pondered. During summer vacation, I experienced a bizarre disappearance. Even more unbelievable, those days of disappearance became faded and fragmented; there were many things I couldn't recall no matter how hard I tried. My memory only stopped at a secluded villa, where I lived under the eaves with a man named Mingyang for a while. But what happened after that? Every time I think about it, my head aches terribly. What happened to that blank period of memory? The great forest and Mingyang are gone!

"Woof—"

Two barks broke the silence of the night.

We were all startled awake and saw that it was Big Black, Grandma's watchdog.

“This dog looks like it’s looking for you.” The jeep jumped off the haystack and ran over.

"I didn't see you in Grandma's yard today!" I combed its mane and found that its teeth were clenched tightly. "What did you eat?" I made it spit it out, and it vomited for a long time before spitting out a piece of bone.

The light flickered, and the heavy clouds in the sky were scattered by the strong wind. I picked up the bone and examined it, and was immediately stunned—it was a human bone, and a finger!

Big Black sat silently on the ground, its large, dark eyes filled with a kind of sadness.

Could something terrible have happened in this village?

The three remained silent. None of them slept well that night.

I was going up the mountain after daybreak; Grandma's grave was there. I said to them, "Let's

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