Mysterious recovery

"When did you draw this thing?" Zhang Han hesitated.

Yang Jian was surprised and said, "Don't you have any paintings? How else can you catch ghosts if you don't even know the way?"

"No, no." He was a little embarrassed.

The others couldn't help but twitch their mouths.

They didn't think much of it at all.

"The line is the road, the square is the house, here, here, and here, where we just came after the footsteps."

Yang Jian pointed to the drawing and said, "And in the middle of these three points, is this house, and the footsteps also disappeared in this place."

"You should know this house very well."

Zhang Yiming's hand trembled, and the ash rustled down: "Is it the house where the funeral is being held at the entrance of the village? There is also a coffin in the lobby of that house."

"That's right, it's the house that served as the mourning hall. The place where we appeared is just behind the house. If we detour to the front, we can see the coffin." Yang Jian nodded.

"Damn, I said something was wrong. On the first day I entered the village, I encountered a funeral, and a coffin was parked in the lobby. I knew it was abnormal." Zhang Han couldn't help but scolded.

"Go past him?"

"That's needless to say." Ye Jun said: "There are so many of us that we will kneel when Jesus sees it."

Chapter 89 The second person who disappeared.

The night in the countryside is extraordinarily quiet.

There were not many people in this village. In addition, it was late at night. The old people in the village must have gone to bed early, so the whole village seemed to enter another world at night.

The silence is a bit depressing, even scary.

But at the entrance of the village.

A house is a bit of an anomaly.

The door to the house was open, and the lights were on inside.

In the middle of the lobby, a red lacquered coffin was neatly placed there. In front of the coffin, two white candles that were almost burnt out were burning. The candlelight was flickering, reflecting some weird black shadows on the surrounding walls. It was shaking, giving people an inexplicable gloomy feeling.

There was a portrait of a young man on the table in front of the coffin. The portrait seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog at night. It was not very clear to see, only the outline of the portrait could be seen.

A kind of weirdness was revealed.

"Where did those people in the village go? According to normal rules, there are people keeping watch at night during funerals."

A group of people came from not far away, and they stood in front of the house.

Through the open door they can clearly see everything inside.

"This village is always weird. A ghost wanders around the village unscrupulously at night, and these villagers can still live here as if they have nothing to do." Zhang Yiming said solemnly: "During the day, I feel that this place is too much. normal now."

"Indeed, this village is a little weird." Zhang Han nodded.

It is because of this normality that a deceptiveness arises, and they even doubt whether there are ghosts here.

But what happened tonight has proved this point, there are indeed ghosts in this village.

And a ghostly village is not normal in itself.

Normal people knew that there was a real ghost in the village and moved away long ago. It is impossible to continue living in the village, even for the elderly who cannot leave their homeland.

"Don't worry about the village for now, let's solve the immediate trouble first. If this ghost is really in this house, it will be easy to deal with. Solve it, and all problems will be solved." Ye Jun said on the side.

"Don't be too optimistic. Someone has died now, and he is still a ghost master. The next person to die may be you or me."

Ouyang Tian said with a gloomy face.

Zhang Yiming said, "It's true that you can't be optimistic, but you can't just do nothing... Now that you've made up your mind, let's go in and have a look."

Everyone's hearts trembled, and their eyes couldn't help staying on the coffin in the mourning hall.

Yang Jian followed behind without saying a word.

It's better for him to keep a low profile at this time.

soon.

Several people walked into the house with vigilance.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but as soon as I entered, I felt that the temperature dropped instantly, and there was a cold aura that enveloped the whole body, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

"This coffin may be a bit evil, don't move it for now, so as not to have any unpredictable accidents, go to other rooms for a while, and come back here if you don't find anything... Even if you encounter such a big place... A ghost wouldn't be killed without any reaction, if something happens, just call out, and everyone rushes to help." Zhang Yiming said with a suppressed voice.

Not sure if the ghost is in the house yet.

If there is, you must find a way to find it.

"Yes, but you can't divide them too loosely, you must keep a certain distance." Ye Jun nodded.

Yang Jian stared at the coffin for a long time, then gradually withdrew his gaze.

"Zhang Yiming's approach is right. There is indeed something wrong with the coffin being placed here. Anyone with a brain knows it. Therefore, it is the safest thing to do. At least everyone is safe right now. We will wait until we are sure that the surrounding area is safe. It's not too late to move."

With this thought in mind, he also started looking around the house after the others dispersed.

At this time, you can keep a low profile, but definitely not paddling.

Must work together.

The house has three floors, and each floor has three or four rooms. The structure is not complicated, and it takes less than 2 minutes for a few people to go around.

But just when they turned around and left the lobby temporarily.

Under the flickering candlelight, the portrait placed in front of the coffin changed slightly.

Half of the face of the man on the portrait was covered by darkness, as if it had rotted away. There was a cold and strange smile on the corner of his mouth... At the same time, the candlelight beside him also quickly dimmed, and the flame on the candle seemed to be suppressed by something. Similarly, it loses the power to burn and gradually tends to go out.

The light in the lobby began to recede, and the darkness outside gradually approached.

It's just that none of the ghost masters noticed this change.

"Did you find anything?"

Zhang Han came out of a room and asked in a low voice when he saw Yang Jian in the corridor.

Behind Yang Jian's head, a ghost eye grew on his forehead to ensure that no blind spots appeared in his field of vision.

"No, not only did we not find any ghosts, but we didn't even find the guard. If my guess is correct, there should be no one in the whole house... Where did those people go during the day? Zhang Yiming was right. , the whole village is a bit abnormal, he dare not continue to gamble, so he proposed to retreat before."

He also came out of a room, and it was confirmed that there was nothing unusual.

Excessive vigilance seems to frighten myself a bit.

"Let's go downstairs to gather and prepare to move the coffin. If there is no one in the room, it is very likely that the coffin contains not a corpse, but... a ghost."

But just when Yang Jian turned around and planned to go downstairs.

suddenly.

"Cough, cough, cough."

A weak cough sounded like a terminally ill cough suddenly sounded from the room behind him.

In an instant, Yang Jian's back felt cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

impossible.

He had clearly looked for that room just now, and there was no ghost at all. How did the coughing sound come about?

"Yang Jian~!"

Zhang Han turned his head sharply, his face turned grim in an instant, and his body was a little abnormal, as if his joints were twisting and breaking.

Already on the verge of using Specter's power.

"I come."

Without saying a word, Yang Jian turned around and rushed over, kicking open the half-closed door.

The dark room did not affect his vision.

The ghost eyes on the forehead can see everything in the room clearly, as if covered with a red halo.

however……

The house is empty, there are no ghosts.

There was no coughing either.

"It's gone." Yang Jian froze in his heart.

"Damn, have you been tricked?" Zhang Han was shocked and angry.

Just now, the ghost was by his side.

Close at hand.

"If it's really a ghost, it is absolutely impossible to disappear out of thin air, unless..." Yang Jian felt his whole body tense up.

Unless, this ghost has a ghost domain.

Only in this way can the ghost code-named sick ghost appear anywhere in the village.

"Tap, tap, tap~!"

Suddenly.

In the dark corridor, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs suddenly sounded again.

"In the corridor." Zhang Han rushed over with a grim expression.

At this time, it is absolutely impossible to retreat, and when it is time to rush forward, you must rush forward, and you will die faster if you are afraid of death.

Zhang Han rushed into the corridor one step faster than Yang Jian.

There are only three floors of the house, and the stairs are not long.

In almost a few seconds, Zhang Han caught up with the footsteps coming downstairs.

"impossible."

A unanimous voice echoed in the stairs, with inexplicable shock.

It was not a ghost that bumped into them head-on, but Zhang Yiming and others.

When they were investigating downstairs, they suddenly heard strange footsteps and suddenly walked upstairs. They were about to rush over to find out the situation, but they saw Zhang Han.

The previous scene in the village was repeated.

"Don't be impulsive, your own people." Zhang Yiming was the first to react and let out a low shout.

"This happened again, and we were all attracted by the sound of footsteps." Yang Jian also rushed over, his face changed, and he suddenly noticed something: "Wait, where did that birdless Ouyang Tian go? "

Ouyang Tian?

Everyone looked at it, and they all trembled.

Missed.

Ouyang Tian is gone.

"Go back." Zhang Yiming roared, and immediately turned around and rushed downstairs.

Everyone also realized the seriousness of the situation.

After all, He Sheng's death was unknown before.

But at the moment.

The candles in the mourning hall had all been extinguished long ago, and the surroundings fell into a kind of oppressive darkness.

The portrait in front of the altar was completely shrouded in darkness, and there was an indescribable strange change... It looked a bit like Ouyang Tian.

Chapter 90 The Scared Ghost Rider

Everyone who realized that Ouyang Tian might have had an accident immediately left the corridor and returned to the lobby again.

The red lacquer coffin is still placed there intact.

It's just that the candlelight in front of the coffin has been extinguished. Although there are still lights shining down from above, the rural lights seem to be covered with a thick layer of dust. They are yellowish and not bright. This kind of gray light Gives a depressing feeling.

However, in this coffin, a corpse was sitting beside the wall in an impossible posture like twisting a twist.