I couldn't help but become alert, the High Priest barely kept us nailed down in the coffins.
Why all of a sudden did he want to let people out?
Before I could ponder, a tinkling clatter ensued.
The coffin nails were pulled out, and the lid of the coffin was lifted again.
"Are we at the riverbank? Are we going to cross the river to Barbarian Village?" I leaned on the side of the coffin, slowly stood up, and felt the moist river breeze blowing in.
A burly man beside me sneered with a lewd smile, his rough, dirt-covered fingers lifting my red bridal veil, "Little lady, your senses are quite sharp, and your voice is pleasant, just like this, marrying the Dragon God..."
"Ah Bing, how dare you! Even the bridal veil of the Dragon King's Wife, you dare to lift, you want the entire Barbarian Village to be buried with you?"
The High Priest shouted angrily, stopping the man's action.
