Mysterious recovery

Liu Qingqing directly hugged the pale corpse covering her eyes in front of her body, the red cheongsam blocked her vision.

The ghost fell silent.

But she was not calm, very nervous, and her psychological quality was not as good as expected.

"It seems that our approach is useless, and the effect is not very obvious..." However, Zhou Deng then took another breath.

All the other ghosts near the courtyard became active.

The weird eyes are turning, the stiff neck is twisting, and the dead faces are facing this way.

The suppression of the ancient house completely failed.

This is no longer that individual ghosts can move, but that all ghosts can move.

"It's twelve o'clock." The eagle shouted hastily.

The fifth day of the old house, the ghost feast, begins.

Fierce ghosts were pouring into the old house, and the old man in the red coffin couldn't stop it. The old man's body seemed to be completely silent, and there was no abnormality.

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes peeked around and immediately understood the current situation.

At this moment, without hesitation, he took out the white rice that he had exchanged for three sticks of incense from the grave.

The three bowls of white rice are raw or not cooked, with distinct grains. They are placed in a large blue and white porcelain bowl, and the portions are more or less.

"How to use this thing?" Yang Jian's eyes flickered.

On the fifth day of the ghost banquet, all the ghosts lost control, and they had to rely on these three bowls of rice if they wanted to survive.

Chapter 949 The Trial and Error Man

Finally made it to the fifth day.

More than half of the first seven days have passed, and the rest of the people in the ancient house named today: Ghost Banquet.

It means that today is a feast for ghosts, because this ancient house will be completely out of balance now, and all the ghosts will invade the ancient house. Under this situation, let alone ordinary ghost masters, even Yang Jian The top captains are also buried here.

This is not a scene that a living person can handle.

If you want to live, you have to find a way to live today.

According to previous speculation, the key to survival today is three bowls of white rice.

Three large blue and white porcelain bowls containing three bowls of raw or uncooked white rice were placed in front of the red coffin.

Yang Jian, Li Yang, Zhou Deng, Liu Qingqing and Lao Ying gathered together.

These are the only five remaining.

Except for Yang Xiaohua, whose life and death were unknown, all the others were dead, and the first seven hadn't arrived yet, and there might be some people who would be lost in the future.

But no matter how dangerous it is, we still have to work hard to survive now.

"I have a bowl with Li Yang, you have a bowl with Zhou Deng, and you have a bowl with Liu Qingqing and Lao Ying. Each of you has to find out how to use it. Only when you find a way to live can you live. If you can't find it, you have nothing to say when you die here." Yang Jian didn't waste any time and said quickly.

"Okay, let's do it like this."

"I have no opinion."

Zhou Deng and Liu Qingqing didn't object, they nodded and immediately took away a bowl of rice.

Yang Jian and Li Yang distributed the most portion of a bowl, because they were two people, Zhou Deng was the least, because they were alone, as for Liu Qingqing and Lao Ying, there were no more, no less, because Lao Ying was a special case, if you were lucky The curse of the music box can still help him resist the attack of ghosts.

"The coffin must be covered, otherwise the old man may be invaded by other ghosts and cause some unexpected changes." At this time, Yang Jian did not forget to deal with the aftermath.

He lifted the lid of the red coffin, and quickly closed the coffin while the ghost invaded the ancient house.

No one wants the old man and ghost to revive on the fifth day of the ghost feast.

This red coffin has the power to suppress spirits, but the premise is that the coffin and the coffin lid must be united to be effective. If it is opened, the coffin's ability to limit spirits will be lost immediately.

"If nothing else happens, this red coffin will not be opened until the day of the burial." Yang Jian's eyes flickered.

After thinking about it, he still didn't put the coffin nails in the red coffin.

It wasn't that he couldn't bear the coffin nails, but that he couldn't lose the help of the coffin nails, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive the next two days.

"The ghost has come in..."

Eagle said in a particularly heavy tone at this moment.

This time is different from the previous few times, this time the ghosts are coming from the gate of the ancient house, not only that, there are also creaking sounds of doors being opened one after another from the left and right corridors of the ancient house, darkness surges in the corridor , like a cloud of black mist brewing, ready to be vented at any moment.

It seems that the ghost who had been dismembered twice by Yang Jian had recovered and started to invade the ancient house again.

The highly decomposed dead body that Yang Jian hacked with a hatchet stood up again, and at the same time, there were more new horrors coming out of the ancient house, like a tide, trying to engulf everyone.

The red coffin is completely useless now.

The ghost crossed the courtyard and came to the lobby of the ancient house, and was still approaching, without the slightest intention to stop.

Everyone was wearing mourning clothes, and they didn't know if it was useful, but they didn't dare to take them off. This thing can shield the perception of ghosts, but this kind of shielding is not a panacea. Fan Xing was killed wearing mourning clothes before, and that strong man He was also killed in mourning clothes.

It can be seen that although this thing is useful, it cannot guarantee your 100% safety.

Everyone is now in Yang Jian's fifth-level ghost domain.

Up to now, Yang Jian has not dared to take back the ghost domain. He is worried that once the ghost domain disappears, the ghosts will directly attack everyone in the ancient house, and even you will be killed without even a chance to resist.

"Relying on the mourning clothes and the coverage of the ghost domain, it seems that you can temporarily avoid being attacked by ghosts, but this is useless."

Yang Jian glanced at the others: "It is impossible for my ghost domain to last a whole day, and under the circumstance of spiritual interference, my ghost domain may be invaded, so I must find a way to survive before then , otherwise there is no chance of trial and error."

"So it's best to take off the mourning clothes alone, leave the shelter of Huangquan, and take the initiative to go out with white rice to try and make mistakes?" Zhou Deng frowned, understanding Yang Jian's meaning.

"Perhaps this is the meaning of the ghost banquet on the fifth day, abandoning the protection of mourning clothes on the fourth day of mourning, and facing a new crisis." Yang Jian said.

The eagle said at this moment: "Since it is a trial and error, it is inevitable that there will be a sequence problem. I have been cursed and will not live long. I should come first for the first trial and error."

"In that case, I'll be the second one." Zhou Deng shrugged.

Yang Jian said: "I am third."

"I'm fourth." Liu Qingqing's eyes flickered, she looked very nervous, and then she handed the bowl of white rice to Eagle.

None of the people refused, and they all intuitively divided the order.

Because there are only a few people left, if you don’t go, who will go?

If you want to survive, you have to fight.

"Are you ready?" Yang Jian asked.

After Eagle took the bowl of white rice, he nodded: "I'm ready."

Not only was he holding a bowl of white rice, but he was also holding two dice, one black and one red.

Once he encountered an emergency, he would play dice to delay the time as before.

"Then it begins..." Yang Jian immediately sent the eagle out after finishing speaking.

The eagle is still standing there, but it is no longer in Yang Jian's ghost domain. It seems that there is no change, but in fact it has changed a lot.

As soon as you leave the ghost domain.

The anomaly in the old house became intense in an instant.

The blurred and weird scary ghost figure projected on the wall looked towards the eagle in an instant. His body was being affected, his hands and feet were turning into shadows and gradually sinking into the ground, becoming a figure on the ground.

The curse of the music box had no effect.

Because the curse only guarantees that he will not die, it does not guarantee that he will not be attacked by supernatural forces, which do not conflict with each other.

"Help me."

Yang Jian didn't want the eagle to be disturbed and turned into a figure on the ground, so there was no need for trial and error.

His ghostly figure swayed, like a ghost revived, a huge black figure stood up from the ground, and then quickly enveloped the eagle.

The eagle felt his whole body was icy cold, and a chill was invading his body, which made people shudder.

His whole body seemed to be plunged into darkness, as if he was about to be engulfed by ghosts.

But Ghost Shadow saved him.

His hands and feet did not further turn into shadows on the ground, this spiritual influence was isolated, and he was protected by ghosts.

This protection is not absolute.

A mutilated corpse with only the lower body came towards him. The ghost with his hands blindfolded slowly opened his palm at this time, revealing two finger gaps. He obviously had no eyes, but inside the dark eye sockets There was a strange sight in the middle, and he secretly looked at the eagle.

Besides, among the ghosts pouring into the lobby, several figures stopped suddenly, some of them looked at Eagle, and some of them ran towards him.

The eagle just stood there motionless, as if it had already triggered the killing patterns of several ghosts.

At this moment, it was a mistake for him to even breathe and stand.

This is the frightening thing about the large number of ghosts in supernatural events. The laws of killing are superimposed. You can avoid one, but you can't avoid the other. There will always be ghosts staring at you.

Eagle already felt his own danger, and at this moment he felt that the curse of the music box might not be able to protect him.

He has already figured out how to use the white rice in his hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed a small handful of white rice and threw it at the ghosts that appeared.

This kind of action is not without reason, but comes from some methods of exorcising evil spirits in folk customs. In some places, Sami is used to disperse evil spirits.

He feels that this method has a high probability of being useful.

After the uncooked white rice was thrown out, it landed on the ghost.

The ghost didn't stop, it was still approaching.

No, the eagles are already being attacked.

Yang Jian's ghost shadow covering the eagle's body was immediately affected by some kind of supernatural power. It was distorted, torn, and holes began to appear, and there was no way to continue to cover the eagle.

The ghost shadow retreated, and the eagle's body immediately became abnormal.

His body was gradually turning into a shadow, and at the same time, cracks appeared on his body, his eyes were bleeding, his stomach was nauseated, and he wanted to vomit...

The supernatural power is invading his body.

"He failed, this method is wrong." Zhou Deng said with his eyes wide open.

"Yang Jian, let him come back." Liu Qingqing hurriedly said.

But the eagle waved his hand and said: "No, it's too late, I have ghosts on me, don't come near me."

He knelt down on the ground with a thud, and behind him, at some point, a half-broken and incomplete corpse was lying on his back, with his head firmly attached to the back of his head, and he was vomiting again, and what he vomited was not food, but A gray arm protruded from his mouth.

His body was sinking gradually, and he was about to disappear.

The vague and terrifying ghostly figure on the wall was moving around, approaching the eagle.

The music box in my mind was vaguely echoing, but it couldn't stop it.

In less than ten seconds after appearing, the eagle was attacked by several different ghosts, and his body was directly invaded by ghosts. It was useless to pull him into the ghost domain at this time, because the ghosts were already in his body. Be one with him.

The eagle's body was splitting open, and a strange body was wriggling under the flesh, gradually bulging, as if it wanted to tear him apart.

"Gamble with me, and leave if you lose." The eagle was bleeding all over his body, and he was almost howling in pain, but he still didn't die.

The curse of the music box gave him the ability to survive beyond the physical limit of ordinary people.

Even if his heart is broken and his internal organs disappear, the eagle can still live and maintain a clear consciousness.

But at this critical moment, the eagle threw the dice.

The game of ghost dice begins.

As soon as he threw it, the other dice spun crazily, and some ghosts immediately participated in the game.

The Eagles continued the game smoothly.

The ashen arm protruding from his mouth gradually retracted, his bulging body began to calm down, and the half of the corpse behind him gradually blurred and disappeared... The spiritual attack was forcibly interrupted.

"The eagle is completely hopeless."

Li Yang was silent for a while, and said: "Once he quits the game, the ghost's attacks will continue, and he will be shattered into pieces in an instant, which is horrible. If it's just the music box curse, there is still a chance of survival. After all, the captain You also solved the curse."

"It's your turn, Zhou Deng, while the eagle is still alive, hold back a few ghosts."

Yang Jian said, his ghost retreated back, and finally took away the bowl of white rice in front of the eagle, and handed it to Liu Qingqing.