Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

"Bang!"

The crisp sound was particularly harsh in the narrow ear chamber.

This sound was like a mouse knocking something to the ground, but they certainly didn't believe that there would be mice in this cemetery.

This sound must be caused by supernatural power.

The two looked at each other and hesitated. Although they were all curious, no one was willing to go and test it.

"What is that?" Jiang Yan asked.

"I don't know." Liu Ming's tone was cold, and he didn't look like a lie.

"I don't know? Haven't you been hiding here for a long time? Don't you know the basic situation of this ear chamber?" Jiang Yan said helplessly.

"I did hide here for a while, but it was dark, so I didn't have the ability to explore." Liu Ming explained, with a hint in his words.

Jiang Yan immediately understood that this guy wanted him to explore the way because he had a glowing ghost cave.

"You think I'm a flashlight? My ghost cave is not that cheap." Jiang Yan was a little unhappy.

"Otherwise, your ghost den will glow." Liu Ming smiled, and then suddenly said in a serious tone,

"Of course I don't mean to underestimate your ghost den. On the contrary, your ghost den is very interesting."

"Interesting? What kind of evaluation is this..." Jiang Yan frowned slightly.

"There are many types of ghost dens, but there are very few glowing ghost dens. Because the abilities of evil spirits represent terror and despair, while your ghost den represents light. Do you understand what I mean?" Liu Ming's scarlet eyes became blurred.

"After saying so much, in the end, I still have to do it." Jiang Yan sighed helplessly.

"It's not that you have to do it, but only you can do it." Liu Ming corrected.

"Only I can do it? If I hadn't seen the ghost cigarettes, I would really believe it. You should still have a lot of ghost cigarettes now, right?" Jiang Yan glanced at him.

"My ghost cigarettes were all used up in the mist of the ancestral hall." Liu Ming said leisurely.

Jiang Yan looked at him with contempt. This Liu Ming was full of big words, stingy and afraid of death. Is this the captain candidate of the headquarters? Can such a person become the mainstay of resisting the invasion of the supernatural?

He couldn't help but be a little disappointed with the so-called captain plan.

But now is not the time to worry about this. The source of the sound just now must be figured out. After all, this ear chamber can be regarded as the only safe place at present.

This ear chamber must be protected and ensure its absolute safety.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan made up his mind and walked towards the corner of the ear chamber with the second-gear ghost cave.

"You come too." Jiang Yan turned around and ordered him.

Liu Ming had a blank expression on his face, took soft steps, and followed quietly.

In the dim light of the ghost cave, the two saw the situation in the corner of the ear chamber clearly.

Some dusty bottles and jars were placed in a mess, which seemed to be burial objects.

Among them, a dark red pottery jar was particularly eye-catching.

The pottery jar was the size of a trash can, with a rough and dark red surface, and a bloody smell could be smelled from afar.

There was no doubt that the dark red color of the pottery jar was left by blood.

The lid of the pottery jar fell to the ground, and there was a hole on it.

Because of the unstable contact with the ground, the lid was shaking slightly.

"It seems that the sound just now was made by the lid falling. This pottery jar should be a supernatural object." Liu Ming analyzed.

"Yes, it is true." Jiang Yan nodded.

I have to admit that Liu Ming's experience and judgment are very powerful, and he is not on the same level as Feng An.

"There is also a diary here!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yan pointed to the corner and said, a shabby little notebook was hidden among these bottles and jars.

Liu Ming was also surprised, but after the surprise, he immediately leaned over and picked up the diary.

Jiang Yan, who was standing aside, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this. Is this Liu Ming really not afraid of death? He dared to pick up the diary directly.

Is he not afraid of causing some supernatural phenomena? After all, there was a supernatural object in front of him.

However, Liu Ming really picked up the diary, and nothing happened.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan frowned slightly, and had a guess in his mind.

Perhaps Liu Ming's scarlet eyes can distinguish danger?

His guess was based on facts. After all, Liu Ming could successfully go deep into the ancestral hall alone, which meant that he should have some way to avoid danger.

"Swish..."

Liu Ming flipped the diary, frowned slightly, and threw it to Jiang Yan after a while.

"No useful information?" Seeing him give up so decisively, Jiang Yan was a little surprised.

"No, it's too dark to see clearly." Liu Ming said in a cold tone.

Jiang Yan frowned slightly.

...

Ignoring this weirdo, Jiang Yan began to carefully look at the diary in his hand.

The paper was old and curled, the cover and the first few pages were broken a lot, and many pages were stained with blood.

"Swish..."

He turned the pages carefully, and Liu Ming beside him also came over to take a closer look.

After turning over more than a dozen pages, Jiang Yan frowned slightly.

The words on these papers seemed to be written in blood, and they were written very ugly, with each stroke falling in an unexpected place, twisted and weird.

These words seemed to be written by someone who had never learned to write, or, they were not written by people at all.

The blood words were blurred, and the words merged into a ball, making it difficult to see the content on them.

After turning over more than 20 pages, the blood words disappeared, and there was a blank behind.

The two were stunned for a moment, feeling a little disappointed.

Jiang Yan frowned slightly and turned directly to the last page.

Fortunately.

There were many words on the last page, and the handwriting was handsome and neat, obviously written by humans.

The two couldn't wait to read it, but the first sentence at the beginning made them terrified:

"My name is Zhao Xin. When you see this book, I have revived as a ghost."

"Revived as a ghost? It seems that this is a message left by a ghost tamer before he died." Jiang Yan said with sharp eyes. This kind of information left before death is more valuable.

The two continued to read down, and seemed to be shocked by the content above, and their faces gradually solidified.

"My name is Zhao Xin. When you see this book, I have revived as a ghost."

"We tried all possible means, but the plan still failed. The real Red Moon Village was not imprisoned, and it escaped."

"Fortunately, we cut off the signs when the supernatural just invaded, and our efforts won peace for the next few decades."

"But this is not lucky, because supernatural events will come back in the future, and they will be more serious than now."

"After I die, the balance here will be out of control, the peace will end, and supernatural events will no longer be controlled."

"You should have been brought in by that thing. I revived that thing and sent it to the village. I feed it with my knowledge, hoping that one day it will choose me. Of course, I left its most important puzzle here, and it can't leave here. "

"After you go out, remember two things, one, store more gold, and two, don't get close to the fog. "

"I thought I could open up a new path, but I still failed. It seems that Qi Tianming is right, there is no third choice between humans and ghosts. "

"Note: I don't know where the exit of Gongyue Village is moving now. If you are too weak to leave here, you can seek help from the ghost jar, which can tell you the answer. "

"But don't start the transaction unless you have to, because once you start, you can never stop..."