Too far away, he only saw Wu casually wave his hand, not even turning his head. Before he could see clearly, the swarm of insects was scattered by a strange force. Immediately afterwards, a heavy slap landed on his left face, sending him flying.

A Biao's head tilted, and he passed out.

Before the crying, there came a rain.

The rain fell on their bodies, chilling them to the bone. Fatty touched his face with his hand and couldn't help but frown. "What's going on? This rain... it's carrying mud!"

Jiang Cheng looked up at the sky. Only a crescent moon hung in the sky, and the dark clouds had all dissipated. This wasn't rain at all; it was the river water brought up from the bottom of the river by the crying figure!

The Dahe Niangniang (River Goddess)... had arrived!

The wounds on Wu's body were left by the Dahe Niangniang.

"Look!" Du Moyu suddenly pointed in one direction, his face pale.

Following his direction, they saw a road winding through the woods.

At the end of the road, a figure slowly approached.

But they clearly remembered that there... that there should have been a forest, at least half an hour ago. They remembered very clearly that there was no road at all!

The figure seemed to walk very slowly, step by step, but the speed was incomprehensibly fast. In a few breaths, it had walked halfway, and the figure became clearer and clearer.

Everyone finally saw it clearly.

A red wedding dress, a red veil, red embroidered shoes... the woman's body was dazzlingly red, the standard attire for a bride's wedding. A pair of slender, jade-white hands rested gently in front of her, looking docile.

Although her legs were hidden by the red dress, they could still be vaguely seen through the slits on both sides: a pair of thin, long legs. Fatty couldn't help but swallow.

Mainly because they were so white, the kind of white that glowed.

But when he thought that these legs had been soaking in the cold river bottom for 10 years, Fatty didn't have any other thoughts.

Compared to Fatty, Jiang Cheng observed more carefully. He noticed a silver ring on the woman's slender ankle. It was made of silver and had a small bell hanging on it.

Isn't this the bride ghost who缠着 (chan zhe - pestered) him on the bus?!

She didn't get her way on the bus, so she followed him all the way here.

She didn't come with good intentions!

Fatty seemed to have heard the doctor's inner voice, leaned over, and whispered in the doctor's ear, "Doctor, this is Dahe Niangniang's home. We... are the ones who came."

"Shut up!"

Even more bizarre was that as Dahe Niangniang approached, the rain above their heads became heavier. It seemed that this "rain" was centered around the Dahe Niangniang.

The rain gradually formed a curtain, obscuring their vision.

Through the rain curtain, they could barely make out a red figure approaching.

And the space around the Dahe Niangniang seemed to be distorted. The plants withered, presenting a gray-white color full of death, giving the impression that this Dahe Niangniang was constantly reaping all life in her path.

Whether it was people or other living beings.

This alone far exceeded the ghosts in the other worlds they had experienced before.

No wonder she could wound Wu so badly.

However... Jiang Cheng's gaze paused. On the Dahe Niangniang's body, he also saw traces of injuries. The red wedding dress was cut with several slits, but because the inside was also red, it wasn't very clear.

The cuts were neat. Without thinking, Wu had made them with his knife.

Although it seemed that Wu was slightly more injured, Jiang Cheng knew in his heart that this was the Dahe Niangniang's territory. If they were pulled out for a one-on-one duel, without the suppression of the bus, this Dahe Niangniang might not be Wu's opponent.

The Dahe Niangniang didn't seem to be attacking them for the time being, but as the rain increased, painful wails began to come from the surrounding woods, sounding very miserable.

"What's going on?" Du Moyu was startled.

"Don't panic." Jiang Cheng said in a deep voice, his eyes scanning the direction from which the wails came. "It's those paper figures."

Du Moyu immediately reacted. After the watchman was defeated, the paper figures that had been surrounding the coffin had all disappeared. Now it seemed that they knew they couldn't defeat the black-clothed man, so they secretly hid, but they didn't expect to be beaten back to their original form by the sudden rain.

Soon, the paper figures' wails subsided.

They were dead.

Their souls couldn't even be preserved.

"I'm saying, what are we waiting for here?" Fatty couldn't help but urge. "Brothers, let's run!"

"It's useless." Wu held his knife in front of him. "Get behind me."

"Okay!"

Jiang Cheng and the other two cooperated very well and hid behind Wu. Jiang Cheng quickly seized the middle position, not because he was afraid of death, but because it was more convenient to observe the battlefield from here.

Du Moyu looked around and didn't see A Biao and Yu Chengmu. He couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, those two bastards ran away in the chaos. When did they leave?"

"It's not a bad thing that they left. If that Yu Chengmu stayed here, it would only make things worse." Jiang Cheng stared at the Dahe Niangniang. "Don't be distracted. Once Wu restrains the Dahe Niangniang, we'll also prepare to run."

Jiang Cheng didn't have much hope that Wu could kill the Dahe Niangniang. After all, according to Wu's character, if he could win, he would have drawn his knife and slashed her without saying a word.

He wouldn't have said something that sounded so short of breath like "Get behind me."

"Wuu wuu wuu..."

The mournful crying accompanied the rain, giving people an unusually desolate feeling. Everyone felt a sense of guilt and self-blame at the same time, as if they had abandoned the Dahe Niangniang, causing her current misfortune.

Everyone was Lu Jianli.

Fatty was so moved that he actually burst into tears.

Du Moyu was even worse than Fatty. He had already started raising his hand and slapping his own face, scolding himself while slapping, "Du Moyu, you're not human. How could you do such a thing? You... I'm not going to live anymore!"

Compared to them, Jiang Cheng was not as severely affected. He also felt guilty, but perhaps he had felt guilty a lot in his life, so it was just so-so.

Moreover, he was constantly using his professional knowledge to brainwash himself, saying that he was the victim and the Dahe Niangniang was the perpetrator.

With this increase and decrease, Jiang Cheng's face quickly became natural, and he faced it calmly.

Jiang Cheng barely managed to control Du Moyu, who had already unbuckled his belt and was preparing to find a tree to hang himself. Du Moyu's face was full of determination not to live in this world, snot and tears streaming down his face as he struggled and said, "Brother Jiang, don't pull me. Miss Wu is so infatuated with me, yet I did such a thing. How can I have the face to live in this world? Brother, I might as well die to atone for my sins. In the next life, I'll be a cow or a horse for Miss Wu!"

Seeing that Du Moyu was too determined, Jiang Cheng directly knocked him unconscious.

It seemed that this was one of the Dahe Niangniang's attack methods. If he hadn't been shameless, he would have easily fallen into her trap. Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little fortunate.