Mysterious recovery

Yang Jian used the information of the seven days and the first seven to deduce the process of mourning the seven days.

"The old house is like a bureau, a carefully arranged bureau, those of us who got off the supernatural bus are all participants." Yang Jian thought to himself.

He thought it was the old man who had just died in the coffin.

But the person was dead, and the body did not leave much evidence, and there was no proof of death.

Everyone rested again.

At this time, Yang Jian also felt that his state had completely recovered, and he stood up again; "The time has passed, let's go back, go to the old house to spend the last day, and then this task will be over."

"The seventh day of Soul Resurrection Night? I hope that nothing will happen like today, so there is no need to worry. Be optimistic, maybe the dangerous incident has passed." Zhou Deng said.

Yang Jian glanced at him, but still didn't say anything.

Today is not without danger.

The team had already been wiped out once before, but he restarted and reversed everything.

So if the first seven were in danger, it would definitely be more terrifying than today.

of course.

There is another possibility.

That means everything is normal for the first seven days, and there is no danger.

Several people took action again. They left the open space and the old graves, and returned to the old house along the yellow mud path.

Although the surrounding environment was weird, the road was peaceful, there was no danger, and there were no more ghosts.

that's it.

After they buried the old man, they returned to the old house again.

At this moment, the ancient house also seemed to have lost some kind of supernatural power, it was no longer eerie and weird, there were no ghosts wandering around, and no incomprehensible supernatural phenomena occurred.

just.

This old house is very secluded.

Except for a few of them, there are no other people. The people who died in the ancient house before did not even leave their bodies. Those bodies disappeared strangely. Maybe the ghosts revived after the bodies died, or maybe Was taken away by other ghosts.

In short.

The current old house is very clean inside and outside.

But this kind of calm made Yang Jian feel a little uncomfortable.

Even when he came here again, he still felt a little terrified, as if there was some danger that would suddenly appear.

Of course, not only he has this idea, but other people also have this idea.

It must have cast a shadow on this ancient house.

If it is possible, the rest of the people will probably never come to this ghostly place in the future. If this ancient house appears in the outside world in the future, I am afraid that they will have to walk far away when they encounter it.

"I'm done with things for now, let's take a rest. I'll close the door so that no accidents will happen." Yang Jian said.

"Is this place really safe?" Zhou Deng was also a little skeptical.

Yang Jiandao: "Even if there is danger, it will be tomorrow's business. Today's funeral is over, and there is no danger on the way back. This shows that the funeral on the sixth day is the right choice. If you choose the wrong one, the danger will definitely come. Appeared, only the right choice will be so peaceful."

"Just imagine, if we go to the funeral tomorrow, will the old man in the red coffin wake up and kill all of us in the early morning of today?"

"It's very likely." Li Yang said.

Yang Jiandao; "So don't worry too much today, and don't worry too much about the first seven Huihunye."

"Why?" Liu Qingqing said: "The seventh day should be the most dangerous day."

"Because the seventh day of Huihun Night has nothing to do with us. The last day is to be resigned to fate. If the letter can be delivered successfully, I will naturally deliver the letter. If the conditions do not allow, then I have nothing to say." Yang Jian strode away after finishing speaking. up.

He went to the back hall and closed the door of the back door, and put the wooden bolts on it.

Then he went to close the gate of the front yard.

After doing all this, Yang Jian returned to the previous room and chose to sleep.

It's still early, and it's not yet the seventh day. It's right to choose to rest after making sure that there is no danger today.

"You all go to rest. I'll just watch over here. If there is a situation, I will call you." Zhou Deng said, he chose to stay behind.

Although it is said that there is no danger, how can such a big heart really go to sleep in this ghost place?

"I'll stay and watch you, lest you mess around again." Li Yang said.

Zhou Deng opened his eyes wide: "You can't trust me, Zhou? What can I do in this situation?"

"What are you holding?" Li Yang stared at him.

Zhou Deng touched the black grand master's chair: "I researched and studied, this chair is very unusual, I calculated carefully, there are four chairs in total, two chairs in the lobby, one chair was pushed out by a ghost, the other A chair is placed in the aisle over there, I moved it and put it together, maybe I can study something."

"Don't mess around, this chair was very unusual before, it can stop the invasion of ghosts." Li Yang said.

"Don't worry, I won't mess around," Zhou Deng said.

"I'm going to rest too. I carried you all the way just now, and I'm also very tired." Yang Xiaohua glanced at Li Yang and rubbed her sore shoulders.

She soon left too.

Zhou Deng stroked his chin: "Did you see that she just entered Yang Jian's room naturally, do you think Captain Yang is having an affair with this woman?"

"I stayed in that room before. Do you think I have an affair with Yang Xiaohua? Besides, how many people like us are interested in women?" Li Yang glanced.

"Who knows for sure. After all, young people nowadays are very good at playing. Don't worry, I understand that it is a good thing to have a chance to rest and relax during supernatural events. It will save you from dying and wasting someday." Zhou Deng laughed. .

Liu Qingqing snorted coldly: "Boring."

She turned away.

Go to rest in the room in the aisle opposite, unwilling to stay with Zhou Deng.

Chapter 964 The Seventh Day

After the funeral on the sixth day the rest of the day was normal.

All dangers seemed to have disappeared, and there was no longer any supernatural sign in the old house.

In the old room.

Yang Jian wasn't afraid either, he lay down on the wooden canopy bed and immediately took a rest. He seemed to be asleep, his eyes were closed, and there was no movement.

On the side of the room, Yang Xiaohua also found a sleeping bag from the luggage left by other messengers. After eating and drinking, she curled up in the sleeping bag to rest. She was also very tired, both physically and mentally. torment.

Those who can survive under such pressure under such an environment are either lunatics or people with extraordinary willpower.

Ordinary people's words are either dead or metamorphosed.

Obviously.

Yang Xiaohua made it through, she was adapting to this strange environment where the spirits came, so she didn't give up on herself, instead she replenished food and water, took every opportunity to rest, and improved her survival rate.

She chooses to stay by Yang Jian's side, because Yang Jian's side is the safest compared to other places.

But there is not much time left for everyone to rest.

It is now seven o'clock in the evening of the sixth day.

There are still five hours left before the arrival of the first seven of the last day, and we don't know what kind of danger will happen tomorrow. Although there are no ghosts inside and outside the ancient house, everyone still feels very uneasy.

After all, the experience of the previous few days has taught them a deep lesson.

"Why do I look a little strange?" At the same time, in another old room.

Liu Qingqing took out a cosmetic mirror that she carried with her, looked at herself in the mirror, touched her face and facial features.

The facial features are perfect and delicate, without any blemishes, not even a little dark spot, even without makeup or foundation, her face is still fair and flawless, but this kind of whiteness is not that healthy It is rosy in white, but a kind of paleness without blood.

But today, she found that the appearance in her original memory seemed very strange at the moment.

Obviously the appearance is still the same as before, but Liu Qingqing feels that this face does not quite resemble her own face, and she should have another face.

What should the other face look like?

Liu Qingqing tried to recall, but suddenly felt a burst of heart palpitations.

She couldn't remember, couldn't remember what another face should look like, and now she couldn't tell whether she was like this before, or whether she became like this unconsciously.

"Is there some kind of change in my body after being invaded by the spirit, or is my memory undergoing some kind of transformation?" Liu Qingqing realized that something was wrong with her, and she felt a chill in her heart.

Because if this continues, she feels that one day she will become another person.

Completely different from myself a few months ago, completely reborn.

For example, she has become more and more fond of cheongsams. Whether it is on her body or at home, all the clothes are gradually changing into cheongsams of different styles.

For example, she seldom wears high heels, but she travels in high heels every day, and has never thought of taking them off.

Liu Qingqing tried wearing other shoes, such as slippers and flat shoes, but she felt very uncomfortable, as if something was missing, which made people feel uncomfortable.

In the end, she couldn't help but changed into high heels.

and……

Liu Qingqing touched a pocket on her body, and found a handkerchief.

She never wears a handkerchief.

"Yang Jian has already noticed that I am wrong. He knows that I am being influenced and changed, so he is very worried about me. He is afraid that I will become another strange and strange person, so he wants to send me out in advance. I'll kill you." Liu Qingqing recalled some words Yang Jian had said to herself.

"The last time I went to Dachuan City with Yang Jian to deliver a letter, I had a memory fragment, but at that time the memory fragment was not long, but this time I lost my memory for several days, even when I woke up. I don’t know where I came from.”

"If my memory, my habits, my way of life have changed in a short period of time and become someone else, am I still me?"

Liu Qingqing realized this, and she felt a chill all over her body.

This kind of change is silent, and those who know her can't imagine that a person will change so much in just a few months.

"What can I do? I can't stop this change." Liu Qingqing looked down at the bright red cheongsam on her body.

The embroidery and patterns on it are exquisite.

But it was picked up from a dead body during the process of delivering the letter. While revealing the strangeness, there also seemed to be some kind of terrible curse.

It seems that the soul of the original owner of this cheongsam is still there, and it is still stored on this cheongsam, affecting everything about him.

"I must go to the fifth floor of the post office as soon as possible, and then leave the post office. Otherwise, if this continues, I will no longer be me sooner or later." Liu Qingqing felt that all this was a problem with the post office.

As long as she left the ghostly place of the post office and stopped touching some haunted and supernatural places, she could escape this influence.

And in the lobby.

Zhou Deng placed the four black grand master chairs neatly in the middle, then folded his arms, stroked his chin, and stared at it for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

"These four chairs don't look like anything on the surface. Even if you stare at them for another day, they still look the same." Li Yang said to Zhou Deng as he leaned against the wall next to him.

Zhou Deng said, "It's very strange."

"What's strange?" Li Yang asked.

"The four chairs are exactly the same," Zhou Deng said.

Li Yang said: "Aren't you talking nonsense, the four chairs are exactly the same."

"No, what I said is exactly the same, it's the wood pattern on this chair, and even the workmanship is the same." Zhou Deng said: "You also know that there are no two identical objects in the world, but at least this chair cannot be distinguished through my eyes. Something would be different."

"So, these four chairs may actually be one."

Li Yang said: "Then what?"

"Then? What's the matter? Then, I discovered so much for the time being." Zhou Deng said, then walked over and sat down again.

"It's nothing special to sit on. It's the same as an ordinary chair. By the way, do you still remember what happened when the old man's body was sitting on the chair on the first day?"

Li Yang recalled for a while and said: "At a certain time, the old man's body was changed from the chair on the left to the right. When this happened, many people were frightened, and then nothing happened. No one cared about why the old man died at night. The dead body will switch from left to right to sit."

"And I didn't see how the process actually happened."

"Details determine success or failure, which is worth deliberating and thinking about." Zhou Deng said.

He and Li Yang were analyzing the situation, hoping to find out something in advance, and find out what the black grand master's chair is for.

After all, the seventh day is coming soon, and more preparations can increase the probability of survival.

The few remaining people in the old house seemed to be killing their own time.