Mysterious recovery

Compared with other people, it is already a miracle that I am alive as an ordinary person.

"It's the sixth day." Yang Jian said, "Maybe it's time for that red balloon to be used today, so I'll let you down, eat something, rest, and prepare for today's affairs."

"It's the sixth day, four days have passed so quickly?"

Yang Xiaohua was startled, and then said: "What are you going to do today?"

"Funeral."

At this time, Yang Jian set off and returned to the room where everyone stayed before, took out all the backpacks of Da Qiang, Wang Feng, Lao Ying and others, and threw them on the ground.

There are flashlights, clothes, food and water in the backpack, as well as some emergency medical supplies.

"Eat and drink well, ready to go on the road, hey, there is still wine? That's good, those people don't need it now and I'm cheap for nothing."

Zhou Deng was also polite, walked over, opened his backpack and began to eat and drink.

Yang Xiaohua also immediately brought her backpack over. She took out the food and water that she had prepared before, and let her eat first before talking.

"That's right. Since the sixth day has just started, this is the safest time. You should really take a good rest." Eagle also came over, took his backpack, opened it and checked that everything was still there.

He wasn't worried that someone would steal his things, but to confirm the things.

"Today's funeral is to leave the old house and go to the woods behind, so you need to bring light sticks, flashlights, etc., food and water depends on the situation, and leave other things here. Anyway, we will leave as soon as the first seven is over. , you don’t need to waste energy on your back to slow down your actions.”

The eagle is also very hungry, but he eats and drinks slowly to avoid problems with his body due to overeating.

Liu Qingqing stood by alone, and she looked at Yang Jian and the others having dinner together with an unnatural expression.

But she didn't need to eat, drink, rest, or replenish her strength.

Most of her body is now made of supernatural beings, and she can survive by relying on supernatural powers. She is an outlier in the supernatural circle, because she has never had the risk of revived ghosts, and has embarked on a different path.

An hour later, everyone finished eating and drinking, and then began to rest.

Even if you can't fall asleep, it's good to lean against the wall next to you and squint for a while.

Yang Jian was also a different kind, and he didn't sleep either. He was sitting there with a cracked spear in his hand. Although his eyes were closed, a ghost eye on his forehead was twitching restlessly, watching all the abnormalities and movements around him.

It was quiet today however.

There was not even a little wind outside, let alone any weird knocking on the door.

The inside of the old house is not so gloomy and cold anymore.

Some of the strange aura dissipated inexplicably, and even the old house now became a little brighter, and it was no longer so gloomy.

"I'm afraid this ancient house will be completely destroyed after the first seven days, and all the ghosts will have left." Yang Jian thought to himself, and he even peeked at the aisles on the left and right with his ghostly eyes.

The hallway is no longer dark.

There was no movement in the rooms on the left and right, and most importantly, he could see the ends of the corridors on the left and right.

Before, these two corridors were endless, and so were the rooms.

"Four from the left and three from the right. There are seven rooms in total in this ancient house." Yang Jian did the calculations, and found the room without the interference of the spirit.

No more, no less, exactly seven rooms.

"This shows that there were seven people living in this ancient house, or it was built on the scale of seven people."

"Seven? This is the size of a team, but why are there only five graves at the back of the forest? Even with this old man, there are only six graves. So there is one less person?"

Yang Jian was thinking wildly again.

Team of seven, six graves.

The remaining one of the team of ghost masters from the Republic of China seems to have disappeared.

Did he leave the team behind, or did the remaining person not die?

Yang Jian closed his eyes, thinking about this question in his mind.

soon.

The scary old lady in Room 301 in Dachuan City came to mind.

Could she be the seventh person?

He had seen this old woman when he triggered the medium before, but the old woman hadn't appeared until now.

Time passed little by little.

An hour, two hours...

Seeing that there was no danger, everyone relaxed a lot and took a rest. Even Zhou Deng curled up on the ground and yawned. His face was slightly red, as if he was drunk.

The alcohol content was very high, I don't know which courier brought it, it was probably to drink at a certain moment to build up courage, or to relax, but Zhou Deng drank it all up unexpectedly.

"Can this also fall asleep?" Li Yang glanced at it, admiring it.

However at 04:30 in the morning.

A little bit of abnormality appeared in the ancient house.

Crunch!

The door of the back hall did not know whether it was blown open by the wind, or pushed open by someone, making a movement.

At this slight movement, everyone opened their eyes instantly.

Even Zhou Deng, who was drunk and sleeping, woke up suddenly, turned over and sat up, his gaze became very sharp, without any sense of casualness or indulgence.

"The back door is open, which is a signal." Li Yang immediately looked at Yang Jian.

"Captain Yang, it's time for the funeral." Zhou Deng stood up.

Yang Jian got up slowly with a cracked spear in his hand. He didn't speak, but walked to the side of the eagle.

Eagle sat against the wall with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep. He held two dice, one black and one red, ready to throw them out at any time.

Yang Jian, who was coming, bent down and opened the eagle's palm, picked up the two dice, and put them in his pocket.

"What are you doing?" Liu Qingqing walked over with slender legs and red high-heeled shoes, her face was vigilant.

"he died."

Yang Jian said indifferently: "He died half an hour ago, due to the curse of the music box."

what?

Liu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then looked at the eagle, but the eagle was still silent, she immediately bent down and touched the eagle's neck.

No pulse, cold, dead body.

"I can't judge wrongly. The curse of the music box has returned to me. There is only one such situation, and that is that the curse of the music box has broken out."

Yang Jian said and looked at Li Yang: "I'm going to use the eagle's corpse to help you restore your hands and feet."

"Yang Jian, you're crazy, you won't even let the eagle's body go." Liu Qingqing scolded.

"His corpse will rot and become a dry bone if it is placed here. If it is worse, it will be invaded by spirits and turned into a ghost to roam the world. No matter what the situation is, it is not a good result. Instead of this, it is better to help me again." Let Li Yang resume his actions."

Yang Jian stared at Liu Qingqing and said.

Liu Qingqing stopped Yang Jian; "He helped you, you should let him die, and not move his body. I will take his body out of the old house and find a place to bury it."

After speaking, she carried the eagle's body directly on her back.

"You really knew him very early." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and said.

"I met Lao Ying on the second floor of the post office." Liu Qingqing said: "His qualifications are older than mine, so he went to the fourth floor of the post office first. At that time, I received his help and care."

"So you are using this incompetent behavior to repay him? It's ridiculous. If you really want to repay, he might not die here."

Yang Jian's tone was cold, and then he turned around and did not forcibly take the eagle's body as a puzzle to make up for Li Yang's incompleteness.

Although this decision was wrong, the Eagle did contribute a lot in this operation, so he gave up the idea.

"Yang Xiaohua, you carry Li Yang on your back, Zhou Deng and I will carry the coffin." Yang Jian said.

"Okay, okay." Yang Xiaohua didn't resist, she walked up to Li Yang and carried him on her back.

Li Yang, who lacks two legs and one hand, is not heavy, even a woman can easily carry it on her back.

Yang Jian and Zhou Deng came to the red coffin.

Both of them are ghost masters, and their strength is extraordinary, so they lifted the coffin directly.

Surprisingly though.

The coffin of this lipstick is surprisingly light.

It was so light that it seemed that there was no corpse in the coffin.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw a touch of surprise.

"Do you want to open it and have a look?" Zhou Deng said.

"Once the old man comes out of the coffin, many people will die, don't, just bury him like this." Yang Jian rejected the proposal.

Chapter 955 The Old Man Blocking the Road

The red coffin has been moved before, but the last time it was very heavy, even a bit heavier than expected, but this time, Yang Jian and Zhou Deng lifted the red coffin without much effort. coffin.

The coffin was so light, it was almost like an empty coffin.

"But the weight of this coffin is very wrong. If you don't confirm it and just carry it over and bury it like this, if something goes wrong halfway, it will be a big trouble." Zhou Deng said.

Yang Jian still refused: "It's the sixth day, most of the old people in this coffin have recovered from the ghosts, opening the coffin at this time is like releasing a terrifying ghost, even if I hold the coffin nails in my hand, I may not be able to It's dealt with, and we didn't really come here to bury this old man, our purpose was to stay in this ancient house for seven days."

"As for these seven days, it doesn't matter how you survive."

"So what happened to the old man's corpse, whether there is any abnormality, has nothing to do with me, do you understand what I mean?"

Zhou Deng's expression moved slightly: "So that's how it is."

Yang Jian didn't forget his real purpose. The messenger on the fourth floor only needs to live in the old house for seven days. After seven days, the mission will be completed after delivering the letter.

What about encoffining, night vigil, funeral reporting...these are just the process of living, not the result.

If you want, you can lie in this old house for seven days like Yang Xiaohua, do nothing, and wait until seven days later to wake up to deliver the letter. If you can successfully deliver the letter, it can still be considered as completing the task.

Therefore, Yang Jian refused the step of opening the coffin for autopsy.

"Let's go, carry this red coffin to the forest behind and bury it." Yang Jian acted at this time.

He glanced at the two people next to him.

Liu Qingqing was carrying the body of the eagle, and Yang Xiaohua was carrying the incomplete Li Yang.

Today, there are only so few people left to survive. The number of people who survived is really small. Compared with the gathering of a dozen people at the beginning, it seems inexplicably sad.

And it's not over yet.

Maybe someone else will die here in the future.

Yang Jian took a deep look at Yang Xiaohua and Li Yang.

If there will be casualties in the future, it must be among these two people, because Yang Xiaohua is an ordinary person, and Li Yang is incomplete and inconvenient to move.

Yang Xiaohua also saw Yang Jian's serious eyes, and felt more and more uneasy.

Everyone didn't say a word to each other, and Liu Qingqing didn't argue with Yang Jian, no matter what conflicts and grievances there were, they put them aside for the time being.

There is no way to get out of this ancient house alive, nothing is important.

Yang Jian took the lead, carrying the red coffin in one hand and walking in front, Zhou Deng closely followed behind carrying the coffin.

A group of people came to the back hall.

The wooden door of the back hall was opened, the sky outside was dark and oppressive, and a path stained with yellow mud loomed in front of him, winding and winding, extending to the depths of the weird old forest.

The two carried the coffin out of the old house.

As Eagle analyzed before, the back door of this ancient house has been precisely calculated, just enough to accommodate a coffin, even if the coffin is ten centimeters wide, it cannot be moved out.

"Captain, the previous ghosts have all left the old house, which means that the old house is safe now, but this kind of safety is relative. Although the ghost is not in the old house, the red coffin is in the old house. We have no way to fight with him." The red coffin stays together, so we need to move this coffin out and bury it today."

"That's the meaning of the funeral. It's in line with the rules of survival set by the ancient house, but now we're carrying the red coffin to the old forest... the journey will be very dangerous." Li Yang said with serious eyes at the moment .

Yang Jiandao: "I know that the danger now is not in the old house, but in the red coffin, so I have been spending the first few hours in the old house, hoping to delay a little longer, so that everyone can rest and adjust their status. But the conditions do not allow us to spend forever in the old house."

"I have a hunch that the later the funeral, the more dangerous the red coffin will be. Just now the back door of the ancient house was pushed open, which is a signal for the funeral. Believe it or not, if we spend another six hours in the ancient house, it will The lipstick coffin will become a murderous coffin, more dangerous than it was a few days ago."

"This analysis is very reasonable. I feel that everything here is well-arranged. Let us do things according to a certain procedure. Once we make a mistake, we will be wiped out." Zhou Deng nodded. He has experienced these days It is also very clear.