Mysterious recovery

"No, there is something wrong with my mobile phone." He Feng found that his mobile phone screen was also flickering at this moment, as if he had received some kind of interference.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a heavy landing sound, the lid of the coffin was opened, and at the same time, a cold breath quickly spread towards the surroundings.

However, the scene in the coffin stunned everyone.

The coffin was very clean, without the slightest sign of water seepage. Inside lay a pale-skinned, well-preserved female corpse. This female corpse did not show any signs of decay. It looked very glamorous, with thick black long hair.

What's even more strange is that the mobile phone that Wang Jian lost before was actually held by this female corpse at this moment.

"This coffin has been around for decades at least. How could the corpse inside have not rotted at all." Liu Yan said in surprise.

The female corpse in the coffin did not look like a dead person, but a living person who had just fallen asleep.

The reporter He Feng on the side was also dumbfounded.

Such a scene is beyond everyone's understanding.

Because no matter how good the anti-corrosion technology is, it is impossible to do this scene.

"Unless...the person in the coffin is not a human being." Zhou Mei murmured to herself at the moment, remembering the book she had read before.

An inexplicable fear welled up in her heart, causing her to subconsciously take a few steps back, and at the same time, she felt an urge to escape from here.

He Feng also noticed that something was wrong with his wife, and he also vaguely guessed that the corpse in the coffin was abnormal, so he also swallowed, and stepped back cautiously.

"Wow~!"

suddenly.

A worker who opened the coffin suddenly felt a nausea, bent over and vomited.

But what makes people feel creepy is that what the worker spit out was not acid water, but a lot of black hair.

Another worker also suddenly showed a frightened expression. There seemed to be countless thin threads wriggling under his skin. At the same time, his eyes also turned black. Then his whole body suddenly convulsed and fell to the ground all of a sudden. I saw a lot of black hair protruding from his ears, nose, and mouth.

"what."

The two workers were screaming in pain. After struggling a little, they were completely silent and died on the spot.

"Run, the person in the coffin is not a living person, but a ghost." He Feng couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted in horror.

this moment.

After 60 years, ordinary people's fear of ghosts reappeared.

all of a sudden.

All the surrounding people scattered in a rush, and ran towards the surroundings as if fleeing for their lives, trying to stay as far away from these coffins as possible.

He Feng was no exception, he dragged his wife Zhou Mei to escape early, for fear of being targeted by the things in the coffin.

He couldn't understand the scene just now.

Why disappearing mobile phones are in coffins.

Why has the female corpse not rotted for decades.

Why did the approaching workers spit out a ridiculous amount of black hair... and how did those two workers die suddenly?

do not know.

do not know anything.

Some only have fear of the unknown.

"This doesn't seem to be the way out of the community." Panting, Zhou Mei realized that she seemed to be running in the wrong direction.

"I can't care that much anymore, don't stop." He Feng felt a chill running down his back now, but he didn't dare to stop, for fear that he would follow in the footsteps of those two workers.

Just when the two were running.

An old man in his eighties, with a cane and a red axe, was leading a middle-aged man in his fifties towards this side.

"Looking at their cowardly behavior, you can tell that they have encountered a ghost. After all, they came a step too late. Those dog demolition teams really opened the coffin."

Uncle Zhang stopped involuntarily, then looked at the distance and muttered to himself: "There is no fog, it looks like it's not Feng Quan, but don't be Li Yang, if that guy recovers, I'm afraid it will be another one." The door-knocking ghost is outrageously fierce, it's better to be that guy Xiong Wenwen, I'm best at beating children."

"Son, just light the oil lamp."

Zhang Wenwen nodded, and immediately lit the golden oil lamp.

The oil lamp burned, and a strange smell spread out. At the same time, the candlelight of the oil lamp was particularly strange. It was clearly broad daylight, but a circle of dim light could not be covered, covering the vicinity like a circle of light.

"Hey, what kind of lamp oil is this, so smelly?" Zhang Wenwen couldn't help covering his nose.

Uncle Zhang said: "This is the corpse oil squeezed from the ghost's body, of course it stinks."

"No way." Zhang Wenwen trembled all over, and almost lost the lamp in fright.

"Master, go back quickly, don't go forward, there is danger on the construction site ahead." He Feng shouted loudly, trying to stop the two people from going to the construction site.

However, when he and his wife Zhou Mei approached, Uncle Zhang rolled his eyes, raised the red axe, and slashed at their backs.

He Feng and Zhou Mei were taken aback, thinking that the old man picked up the ax to chop themselves, but they found that the ax fell on the ground behind them.

"You two unlucky children have been targeted by ghosts. Fortunately, your grandpa Wei saved you. Otherwise, you wouldn't survive today. Kneel down and kowtow to me, as a thank you for saving my life."

Uncle Zhang slowly retracted the axe.

But he saw several black broken hairs left on the ground behind the two of them.

The hair was very long, one head grew on the two people as if it had taken root, and the other disappeared immediately after being cut off.

And what is incomprehensible is that this long black hair can only be fully revealed under the dim light of the oil lamp, and once it leaves the range of the oil lamp, it becomes invisible.

He Feng also saw the long black hair on himself and his wife, and couldn't help shivering at this moment.

This is too evil.

When did you become infected?

totally no idea.

"Master, sir, you, are you the legendary ghost master?" He Feng thought of something at this moment, and asked cautiously.

"I'm just an ordinary person with some skills. What kind of ghost master is it? Don't talk nonsense. Ghost masters are short-lived. You are cursing your great grandfather to die early. If you don't want to kowtow to thank you, get out of here. Grandpa Wei still has things to do today."

Uncle Zhang warned, and then continued to walk forward with an ax in his hand, while walking, he said to himself: "The black hair...it should be ghost hair. It seems that Huang Ziya is the one who has recovered this time, so it is not difficult to deal with." , It’s just a matter of an axe.”

"Dad, is it really haunted? How about we go back." At this moment, Zhang Wenwen couldn't help but panic holding the oil lamp.

What happened in just one hour has completely overturned his cognition, making him feel that his life has been spent in vain.

"Go back? Where are you going? If you don't deal with that thing, everyone in the entire community will die. In a few days, the corpses of Dachang City can circle around here three times. As the second in command of Dachang City, your father has never died I have retreated before the battle, and now I am old, how can I not be safe at the end of the day?"

"Go, don't be cowardly, trust your dad, this thing can solve it." Uncle Zhang held the ax, a little high-spirited, as if he had returned to that time.

He Feng and Zhou Mei were stunned in place at the moment.

They remembered what the old man Zhang Zhidong in Dadong City said.

There are ghosts in this world, so there are people who deal with ghosts.

"It's true, everything is true, this is the truth that was buried 60 years ago..." At this moment, he completely believed it.

The first thousand and 560 chapters of failure and escape

He Feng and his wife Zhou Mei were shocked when they saw the figure of Uncle Zhang and his son gradually disappearing.

Knowing that there were ghosts in front of them, they didn't have any fear, instead they resolutely chose to fight against the ghosts, and they were not the rumored ghost masters, they were ordinary people, and they were not even as strong as the two of them in terms of physical strength. personal.

And the reason for them to do this is just that they don't want to see more people die at the hands of Li Gui.

This spirit is admirable.

"This uncle looks to be about 80 years old. The old man Zhang Zhidong said that the world was haunted by ghosts 60 years ago. That is to say, this uncle was already fighting against evil spirits when he was about 20 years old, and I believe There are definitely not a few people like this, it's just that time has passed, the group of people 60 years ago are old, sick, dead, and finally forgotten..."

He Feng was silent at the moment.

From these scattered stories and clues, he can already feel the chaotic and magnificent era 60 years ago.

"Let's go, let's get out of here quickly, this community can't stay anymore, just now the ghost in one coffin almost killed all of us, if the other coffins are opened, the consequences are unimaginable." Zhou Mei pulled He Feng, who was in a daze, couldn't wait to leave here.

He Feng nodded subconsciously, then pulled his wife to leave.

But after a few steps, he stopped again.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Mei asked in surprise.

He Feng hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Go first, I want to go back and have a look."

"What? Go back, you are not afraid of death." Zhou Mei said in horror.

He Feng said: "I'm afraid of death, but I don't want to give up this opportunity. I want to know what happened in that era. I want to see how the old man fought against the ghost. I want to understand the mysterious In the supernatural circle, take a look at the real ghost master... I can feel that the Guanjiang community is haunted by ghosts, and many unimaginable stories will happen here. If I leave now, I will miss everything here. I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life.”

Seeing her husband like this, Zhou Mei knew that he had made another professional mistake.

"Then I'll go with you." Then she also gritted her teeth, planning to go all out.

"No, it's dangerous this time, I can go alone, you have to leave."

Although He Feng was very moved, he felt that there was no need for the two of them to take risks together, so he resolutely sent his wife Zhou Mei away, and then turned back alone.

now.

Uncle Zhang, carrying a red axe, and Zhang Wenwen, who was holding an oil lamp, had arrived at the construction site where seven coffins had been dug out.

"Dad, there's someone there." Suddenly, Zhang Wenwen pointed to the front.

Not far away, there is a woman with a graceful figure, an enchanting figure, and thick black hair who is walking towards the distance at a leisurely pace.

Although the woman didn't turn around, it can be judged from the back view that she is definitely an amazing beauty.

"Which eye of yours thinks that thing is a human? You can actually admit that such a big ghost is wrong." Uncle Zhang saw the back, and some memories surfaced, and then he groaned heavily, thinking about his son's ability to judge feel dissatisfied.

"Ghost?" Zhang Wenwen trembled, and looked at the woman again, only to realize that the figure was indeed very unusual.

Clothes that don't belong to this era, an unbelievably good figure, and that weirdly thick black hair... No matter how you look at it, such a woman has nothing to do with a living person.

Uncle Zhang quickened his pace a little at this moment: "Catch up, and don't let it leave the community."

Seeing his father's resoluteness, Zhang Wenwen suppressed his anxiety and fear, and followed him holding the oil lamp.

Soon, they passed by the seven red coffins.

Two of the coffins had already been opened, but they were empty inside. Something escaped from the coffin and ran out.

Uncle Zhang shouted at the coffin as he walked, "Is there anything alive inside? If there is any, Huang Ziya will turn into a ghost, so why don't you come out and help?"

Although the probability of the former people surviving is very small, he still held some hope and shouted a few words tentatively.

There was no response from the remaining five coffins. Instead, there was a dull knocking sound from one of the coffins. The knocking sound was not too loud, but in the end, the red coffin shook non-stop, as if there was something terrible inside. Things will soon be unstoppable.

"So fierce? You scared Grandpa Wei to death."

Uncle Zhang trembled and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Zhang Wenwen on the side, as a middle-aged man in his 50s, was about to cry at this moment. He said, "Dad, if we really can't do it, let's go, don't be brave."

No matter how stupid he was, he could see that there was a ghost in the noisy coffin, and it looked even more vicious than that female ghost.

"Don't worry, that thing won't come out unless the coffin is opened, and it's not so easy to leave now, so take a look around you." Uncle Zhang had already dropped his cane at this moment, holding the red ax in his hands tightly with both hands.

Zhang Wenwen held up the oil lamp, and only saw at this time that the ground near them was covered with a layer of black hair. At the beginning, this layer of black hair was very rare, but as time passed, these black hairs His hair became thicker.

The most frightening thing was that those long black hairs were wriggling on the ground like living creatures.

"Be careful, don't get entangled by these hairs, or you will die." Uncle Zhang is now holding an ax to the black hair on the ground and chopping it.

As soon as the ax fell, the black hair broke directly, and at the same time, the subsequent black long hair was pulled back neatly, leaving a blank area that was not covered.

Uncle Zhang slashed a few more times, and then he stopped the tendency of the long black hair to invade.

But Uncle Zhang was gasping for breath, standing still with his ax in his hand, he was exhausted.

"After all, it's not as good as when you were young. You were exhausted after only a few chops. If it were your grandfather Wei's youth, all the things in the coffin would not be enough for your grandfather to chop."

"We can't go on like this. That thing is a ghost. We can't use it up. Try to lean in and hit that woman's forehead with an axe. As long as the ax is hit, the ghost will be useless. When the time comes, we will kill the ghost again." Put it back in the coffin, and this matter will be resolved."

Although Uncle Zhang is old, his mind is clear and he knows what to do.

Zhang Wenwen looked at the strange woman not far away. At this moment, the woman did not continue to move forward, but stood motionless, but the thick black long hair behind her had fallen to the ground at some point.

It was obvious that the long black hair just hung down to the woman's waist.