Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

The three of them came to the ruined temple. After understanding the layout of the ruined temple, Jiang Yan suddenly proposed to open the coffin.

As soon as this was said, the black-hatted man and Feng An were terrified.

"Open the coffin? Are you crazy?" Feng An was the first to retort,

"Didn't you say before that the spiritual balance here cannot be broken? Now you actually want to open the coffin!"

The black-hatted man on the side couldn't understand it either. In his eyes, maintaining the current spiritual balance is the best choice. The idea of ​​opening the coffin is too crazy, because the evil spirits in the coffin are simply not something they can deal with.

"Before was before, now is now."

Jiang Yan had guessed the reaction of the two people, but still explained patiently,

"If I didn't have the black blood sword, I wouldn't want to open the coffin, but now that I have it, I want to take a gamble.

Obviously this spiritual balance can't help us escape from the village, so we must break the status quo, and opening the coffin is the only way to break the status quo at present."

"Break the status quo? The status quo is good, why break it? As long as we stay in the light of the corpse oil lamp, we are safe." Feng An retorted.

The black-hatted man beside him also understood Jiang Yan's thoughts, and he was even more afraid of this college student.

He and Feng An were both afraid of the blood coffin, and had no intention of opening it. They just wanted to stay in the safe light.

And this little bastard seemed to have no concept of fear at all, and he was completely determined to execute the decision made by his reason, which was extremely rare.

Because in supernatural events, the more fear there is, the easier it is for reason to be affected, and the easier it is for death.

"Maybe this guy is originally emotionally indifferent, and his emotions disappeared more seriously after controlling the evil spirit, so the fear is almost gone..." The black-hatted man looked at Jiang Yan and guessed the reason in his heart.

But he still didn't agree with the decision to open the coffin, so he said:

"It's too early to open the coffin. Now the balance of the supernatural has not been broken. As long as we are in the light of the corpse oil lamp, we are safe. There is no need to rush to open the coffin."

Jiang Yan glanced at the two people and understood that they both held opposing opinions. In this case, he had to give up the plan to open the coffin.

"Okay, since you all disagree, let's put the coffin opening aside for now. However, if the spiritual balance is broken, we still have to confront the evil spirits in the blood coffin head-on." Jiang Yan said in a serious tone.

"We'll think about it later, but the spiritual balance is not so easy to break. Maybe we can stay here forever. After all, in the light of the corpse oil lamp, I feel that the resurgence of the evil spirits in my body has been delayed a lot." Feng An said optimistically. He began to plan to retire here.

"Whatever you want."

Jiang Yan said and walked out of the door. He sat on the threshold and looked at the yard quietly. He wanted to find other ways to escape.

In the ruined temple, the black-hatted man and Feng An were sitting against the wall, enjoying the rare safety.

After all, they encountered so many ghosts along the way, and it was hard to rest for a while.

The oil corpse was hanging quietly on the beam, and the dark red pointed tongue drooped all the way to the chest.

This oil corpse is different from a dried corpse. Its body is swollen, and its rotten skin has been kept alive because of the exudation of corpse oil. It looks unusually bright under the dim light, as if it has just died.

The blood coffin in front of them is scarlet and bright, which is particularly conspicuous in this old and dilapidated temple.

Even facing these two terrifying existences, the black-hatted man and Feng An are calm.

Because as long as they are in the light of the corpse oil lamp, they are absolutely safe, unless the corpse oil lamp goes out.

There are evil spirits in the village, there are evil spirits in the fog outside, there are hundreds of dead bodies in mourning clothes in the yard, and there are blood coffins and oil corpses in the dilapidated temple...

There is horror all around, and only the light of the corpse oil lamp is the only safe place.

No matter what happens in this weird village, even if hundreds of ghosts are walking at night, as long as they are under the protection of the corpse oil lamp, they are safe.

That's why the two of them just wanted to maintain the spiritual balance of the dilapidated temple so fiercely.

"It's actually not bad to stay here all the time. This corpse oil lamp can suppress the resurrection of evil spirits. If you go back outside, you have to work hard for the headquarters and face the risk of evil spirits resurrecting."

Feng An said leisurely. He knew that he had taken the red pill, and the next time the evil spirits resurrected, it would be very dangerous.

So if you go outside, you will either die from the resurrection of evil spirits or die from being involved in supernatural events. The survival time will not exceed one or two years.

If you stay here all the time, use the corpse oil lamp to suppress the resurrection of evil spirits, and become a ghost master, you basically have no need for food, so living for three or four years is not a problem.

Thinking of this, Feng An stared at the corpse oil lamp and found that the little thing looked more and more pleasing to the eye.

The black-hatted man beside him couldn't help but waver after hearing this. Although he controlled two ghosts, the resurrection of evil spirits was not as serious as Feng An, but it took only five years to reach the limit.And if he stayed here, he could live for ten years. If this spiritual balance could continue, he would not mind being a coffin keeper in this dilapidated temple.

While the two were enjoying their future retirement plan, Jiang Yan was still sitting on the doorstep, quietly staring at the corpses in mourning clothes in the yard.

These corpses were almost identical, each wearing the same white mourning clothes. The most bizarre thing was that these corpses had no facial features.

Their faces were dark blue and wrinkled, looking like dried orange peels.

There were hundreds of these orange-faced corpses, all kneeling on the ground, facing the direction of the blood coffin in the dilapidated temple.

"Are these all evil spirits... There are probably hundreds of them." Jiang Yan frowned slightly, and at the same time looked down at the ground not far away.

The ground where these orange-faced corpses were located was dark and damp, forming a very obvious dividing line with the light of the corpse oil lamp.

Generally, when the light shines on the ground, the edges are dim and blurred, and there is no obvious dividing line with the darkness.

The light of the corpse oil lamp and the black soil formed a boundary, indicating that the black soil was the ghost den.

"The ghost den that even the corpse oil lamp cannot illuminate..."

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan frowned. He didn't expect the ghost in the coffin to be so scary.

He thought the fog was the ghost den before, but he didn't expect the soil under his feet to be.

As he went deeper into the ghost den, the color and texture of the soil began to change, and it became such a dark soil in the ruined temple.

If he stepped into this black soil, he couldn't escape even if he turned on the second gear of the ghost den.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan quickly gave up his original plan to step into the black soil.

At this moment, he glanced and suddenly found a square bulge on the black soil not far away.

He looked carefully and found that the square bulge was a bit like the satellite phone used by the black hat man.

"Come over and see what that is!" He pointed at the square bulge and shouted to the two people who were living in the ruined temple.

Although they were a little confused, they still came over and looked at the square bulge that Jiang Yan pointed at.

The two were shocked when they saw the bulge, especially Feng An, who shouted in surprise:

"Hey, that's Liu Ming's satellite phone!"