Mysterious recovery

"If we don't want to come up with a way to deal with it, I'm afraid that all of us will die here."

"It's all Zhou Deng's fault. It's fine if you seek death yourself, and we're also implicated."

"Would it be better to give up the vigil and go back to the room to hide? Or should I just rush out from the back door now and find a way to leave this ancient house."

It's just that this proposal was rejected by other messengers as soon as it appeared.

They have to live in this ancient house for seven days and cannot leave.

Zhou Deng can wander outside the old house, walk in and out, but they can't. If they leave the old house too far or for too long, maybe the post office will think that they have failed in the mission of delivering letters. When the curse of the ghost post office appears, the end will be even worse. awful.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, he was thinking.

Fighting with Li Gui now can only delay the time for a while, and in the end, many people will definitely die, and it is not uncommon to even be wiped out by the group.

"The funeral report on the third day has been advanced, so we simply ignore the second day's vigil and adjust the time to the third day. It is unrealistic for us to fight against the ghosts who watch the night on the second day and the ghosts who report the funeral on the third day, so we just A ghost who can choose to ignore the next day's vigil."

Yang Jian was very rational, thinking quickly, and thought of a way to barely break the deadlock.

"Captain, what should we do?" Li Yang hurriedly asked.

Fan Xing and the others also looked at Yang Jian, as if he dared to act immediately as soon as he said something.

"If this day is to report a funeral, we can do whatever we want. We will stabilize the ghosts that would appear on the third day, and then fight with all our strength against the ghosts that will watch the night on the second day. As long as we fight until twelve o'clock tonight, then time will be enough." Correct it."

Yang Jian said quickly.

"Till twelve o'clock tonight? God, Yang Jian, are you kidding? It's four o'clock in the morning, and it will take nearly twenty hours until twelve o'clock in the evening. We are ghost masters, aren't we?" Jesus, it’s impossible to last that long.” Someone opened his eyes wide, shivered, and felt his whole body was cold.

This method sounds like it can break this deadlock, but it is so difficult that it is basically impossible to achieve.

The eagle calmly said: "Yang Jian, the most important thing to report the funeral on the third day is the lantern. We have to get the lantern. Now the lantern is hanging in front of the gate. If you want to go there, you have to go around from the back door to the front door. Or just rush into the lobby and go straight to the gate, and no matter which route you go, you will encounter ghosts."

"Besides, someone has to guard the coffin. Once something goes wrong with the corpse of the old man in the coffin, the first seven may also be brought forward. At that time, the ancient house will be completely out of control, the delivery of the letter will fail, and the first seven will come back...it will be impossible to return to the old man's body. There is a chance of survival." Wang Feng added, and then calmly said.

"So the only way is for most people to guard the coffin against the ghosts, and then send a person to fetch the lantern, and they must succeed, not fail. If they fail, everyone will die."

"Now, who will take over this task?"

As soon as this is said.

Everyone's expressions changed.

It's not that they are afraid of death, but that they don't have the confidence to come back alive, so this is sending them to death.

"I'll get it to guarantee that I can get back the lantern, but can you keep this coffin?" Yang Jian said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, the others fell silent again.

The answer is obvious.

Can't hold it.

Because as soon as Yang Jian left, they would soon die when they fought against the ghosts, but the back hall would become a gathering place for fierce ghosts. Even if Yang Jian came back with a lantern, it would be too late.

"Li Yang, you go." Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately looked aside.

"Okay, Captain."

Li Yang took a deep breath, he did not refuse, but agreed.

"Don't go outside. You go straight through the lobby. After getting the lantern, go around to the back door and then come in. Don't go back the same way. In this way, you can use the lantern to pretend to announce the funeral and resist the attack of the ghosts outside. If you go back the same way, Gu The ghosts in the house will definitely attack you."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and threw something to him.

It's a bruised, very old puppet doll.

"You know how to use this thing, and the last ghost candle is in your hands, so don't be stingy."

Yang Jian said: "It's a pity that I don't have the dead baby, otherwise I wouldn't be so passive."

Li Yang took the doll and nodded solemnly.

"You step on my ghost shadow to move forward, and I will open the way for you. Remember, light the ghost candle as soon as you leave the range of my ghost shadow."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, the ghost under his feet shook, and then stretched towards the lobby of the ancient house.

Without saying a word, Li Yang strode forward stepping on the road paved by the black shadow under his feet. He felt that his feet were extremely cold, but this kind of coldness gave him a sense of security, because ghost shadows can isolate many supernatural beings. Get closer to prevent him from being targeted by other ghosts.

"Wow~!"

However, at this moment, a ghost master's face suddenly changed, and then he wailed in pain, then knelt down on the ground and vomited blood. It's like spitting it out.

Something is squirming in the body.

He was corrupted by a certain ghost.

"No time, act." Yang Jian snorted.

Li Yang immediately rushed towards the front lobby along a cold and dark road without the slightest hesitation.

Right now everyone is risking their lives. Although he acts alone, he doesn't think he is the most dangerous one.

With ghost candles and dolls in his hands, Li Yang was somewhat confident.

In the dark, it is easy to get lost.

But his footsteps are being controlled by something, so that he never deviates from the route.

The ghost shadow is influencing Li Yang's actions, helping him move forward for a while.

But in this ancient house, Yang Jian's ghost image is also being affected, because the darkness in front of him is the haunted domain of a fierce ghost, and he uses the ghost image in the ghost domain. As a result, his ghost image couldn't extend too far.

About ten meters away, the limit of ghosting has reached.

This position just sent Li Yang to the middle of the lobby.

Li Yang felt that his feet were free again, without the feeling of being disturbed by the cold breath, he knew that the limit of ghosting had reached.

"The rest of the way has to be walked by yourself."

Li Yang took a deep breath, he lit the ghost candle without hesitation at this moment.

immediately.

A strange and eerie green flame emerged from the red candle.

After the ghost candle's light appeared, the surrounding darkness dissipated immediately, allowing him to regain his sight and be able to see the surrounding scene.

But the moment the ghost candle was lit, Li Yang's hairs stood on end.

He saw a pale dead face stuck in front of him, that face was very big, a bit bigger than a normal person's face, and the facial features were blurred, but he could still see the face with its mouth wide open, There seemed to be a shrill scream, but no sound came out.

The flame of the ghost candle suddenly expanded and burned rapidly.

next moment.

He saw a pale, thin, strange person who seemed to have no clothes on, flashing past his eyes and sinking into the darkness on the left side. He didn't know if he was scared away by the ghost candle, or for some other reason.

"damn it."

Li Yang was sweating profusely, with lingering fears in his heart. If his body hadn't been abnormal, he felt that he had been frightened to death just now.

Not caring about the fear now, he glanced at the red ghost candle in his hand.

Nearly half of it has been burned.

In other words.

Just now, I was already attacked by that ghost, but Guizhu helped me block that attack.

"One attack consumes half of the ghost candles, it's terrifying."

Li Yang felt chills in his heart, and he didn't dare to hesitate, so he went straight to the gate while the candle was still on.

He is fast.

But the speed of the ghost candle burning is also very fast.

This ancient house is full of wandering ghosts, so the consumption of ghost candles is very high.

Li Yang knew that he had to leave this ancient house before the ghost candle went out, otherwise he might get lost in this darkness.

Even if you are only one step away from the gate, you may not be able to get out.

After all, spirituality is such an evil sect.

Li Yang quickly crossed the lobby, came to the patio, and then quickly walked along the patio to the front yard.

in the dark.

When passing by the courtyard, Li Yang hurriedly saw a strange figure standing in the aisle next to the courtyard. The figure was slightly familiar. It seemed to be an old man with a hunched back, holding a bamboo basket in his hand.

But when he tried to confirm it, he couldn't see it anymore.

The range illuminated by the flames of ghost candles is limited.

Li Yang didn't want to stop, so as soon as he opened the distance, the area just now was submerged in darkness, and he couldn't see clearly anymore.

9 Chapter Thirty Supernatural Games

After Yang Jian felt that Li Yang had walked out of the coverage of the ghost shadow, he immediately took the ghost shadow back.

Now he has to face more dangerous things.

That is to guard the coffin and prevent the old man in the coffin from recovering early, otherwise not only will he not be able to survive the first seven days, but the mission of delivering the letter will also fail.

"Be careful, his body has been invaded by ghosts."

Everyone looked at the ghost master who was kneeling on the ground vomiting blood, and his face changed drastically.

Because the amount of blood he vomited had exceeded that of a normal person. In addition, this person was getting thinner all over, because the vomit was also mixed with his own blood.

This person is turning into a mummy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And there seemed to be something wriggling in the spit out blood.

"It's hopeless, he's been eroded too deeply."

Yang Jian continued to fight at this moment, and the cracked spear in his hand was directly nailed to the ghost master.

The suppression of the coffin nails is still so strong that it is almost insoluble.

The ghost master who was turning into a mummy immediately opened his eyes wide and froze.

He stopped vomiting blood, but he died.

Because the coffin nail suppressed his ghost, he lost his supernatural power and could not continue to survive.

Yang Jian didn't let the ghost master occupy the coffin nail, but directly threw the corpse out through the opened back door.

Although the ghosts will still be revived outside, as long as the law of killing is not triggered, the ghosts may not necessarily focus on people like themselves, and even if they do, it will be a later matter, and there are more urgent matters to be dealt with right now.

"boom!"

The old gun in the eagle's hand rang out.

Because he saw a vague silhouette appear in the darkness in front of the passage.

But this shot only made the blurred outline retreat several meters, but less than ten seconds later, the blurred outline resurfaced again.

Eagle's face darkened, and he could only shoot one after another to delay the time until the old pistol in his hand ran out of bullets.

Wang Feng didn't say much. He sat in front of the opened back door and took out two dice that seemed to be made of bones. One of these two dice was black and the other was red. All the same as regular dice.

As soon as the two dice were rolled out, the spirit outside the back door immediately became quiet.

"If you want to come in, you have to abide by the rules of this horror game. Come and try it out. Bet with me. If you win, I die. You come in. If you lose, you leave."

As the courier of the fourth floor, besides the blood-stained gavel that was taken away earlier, Wang Feng also has a supernatural item, which is the ghost dice.

This was taken during a letter delivery mission when he was on the third floor.

In order to get this thing, he made three bets with Li Gui and won all of them.

Recalling the thrills at the beginning is still vivid.

But today, he felt that he couldn't keep it anymore, and he had to use it: "Daqiang, if I lose the bet, you will take over, and if you die, let the eagle come... Once this game starts Once it is over, it cannot be stopped, otherwise the back door will directly get out of control."

The face of the ghost master named Daqiang changed, but he didn't refuse.

now.

A black dice seemed to be affected by a kind of supernatural power, and it stood up sideways strangely, and then began to spin, and finally turned faster and faster... The black dice that represented the identity of the ghost began to roll.

The dice spun an unknown number of times, then stopped quickly, and rolled several times on the ground.