Mysterious recovery

That's it.

But you must keep quiet and make no movement, otherwise the ghost will still find you.

A few strange voices stared at this side because of Daqiang's words, but they didn't act immediately. It seemed that a word appeared for a short time and then disappeared, which was not enough for the ghost to attack you.

But in this case, you can no longer make any noise.

Otherwise, the ghost that has been staring at you may kill you in the next moment.

Daqiang realized the danger, so he kept silent and dared not speak any more.

"The more this is the case, the more you can't retreat to the back hall. Mourning clothes can isolate the perception of ghosts, but they can't isolate the attacks of spiritual forces. Once there is no range of movement around, and you come into close contact with ghosts, even if ghosts can't perceive you, it is possible. Kill you, no one can travel freely among a group of ghosts and be safe."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered.

Although Daqiang's words exposed the danger, it also allowed him to confirm the information.

Very critical information, related to everyone's safety.

"But what should we do now?" Yang Jian also became anxious in his heart. He thought calmly, but he couldn't think of a way to solve this situation.

Don't be approached by ghosts, otherwise you will die.

And the red coffin didn't seem to play its due role, stopping the ghost.

It is absolutely impossible for the mission of the messenger to be fatal. No matter how difficult it is, there is room for completion. After all, this is only the fourth day, so this red coffin must be useful, but I have not found a way to use it.

Is it because the position of the coffin is not correct enough?

It should be impossible.

So this is the coffin that should... be opened.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yang Jian's mind, and he immediately thought of the situation of condolences, and he had to look at the face of the deceased.

The coffin hadn't been opened, and the old man hadn't shown up, so the ghost would naturally not stop moving.

"Try it."

Without saying a word, Yang Jian raised his hand and pushed the coffin lid.

boom!

The heavy red lacquered coffin lid fell directly to the ground with a loud noise.

He took the initiative to open the coffin?

The rest of the people next to me were shocked.

Isn't it afraid that the old man in the coffin will wake up early because of the ghost?

But don't wait for them to think too much.

suddenly.

The wrinkled and serene old man lying in the coffin suddenly sat up from the coffin under the influence of some supernatural power.

At the same time, the serene old face changed expression in an instant.

He became serious and ferocious, as if he was dying, very angry, although his eyes were still closed, lifeless, but it was completely different from the peaceful appearance before.

Sitting up and changing his face in an instant, the palms of the people beside the coffin were sweating, and they almost turned around and ran away in shock.

But Yang Jian didn't move.

His actions are the signal for everyone, as long as he doesn't move first, Li Yang, Fan Xing, and Daqiang will stay where they are no matter how afraid, disturbed, or afraid they are.

At the same time, a weird and incomprehensible scene appeared.

The ghosts that poured into the ancient house all stopped at this moment, and stopped further intrusion.

The cries of wah-wah stopped abruptly, and the chilly wind pouring into the lobby also rapidly diminished, almost subsiding, and the eyes of the two black paper figurines standing in the front changed to the appearance of the paper again, without the previous eyes. The appearance of turning around like a living person is no longer peeping around.

All kinds of supernatural phenomena seem to be disturbed and suppressed, and there is a feeling of disappearing.

But that's all.

The ghost is still there.

Although he stopped, he didn't leave because of it.

The old man's corpse sat straight and stiff in the coffin, his old face was still serious and fierce.

Playing against each other creates a delicate balance.

"This, this is okay?" Fan Xing opened his eyes wide, feeling incredible.

A dead body can actually stop these ghosts.

Is this still an ordinary corpse?

It's like a supernatural prop that can restrain ghosts.

"The guess is correct. The old man's body was already recovering on the fourth day, so the way to survive on the fourth day is to open the coffin to let the old man's revived supernatural power out, and fight against other ghosts, just like... condolences generally."

"The red coffin has blocked the supernatural powers of the old man, and the coffin must be opened."

Yang Jian understood at this moment.

This is the fourth day of condolences.

But this balance is definitely not absolute. Most of the ghosts were stopped, but what about a small number of ghosts.

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes peeped at the strange and immobile crowd.

He saw a figure shuttle among the crowd, ignoring the old man in the coffin.

And there was more than one figure.

Among them, Yang Jian also saw a special figure.

Although it passed by.

That figure was extremely bright, as if wearing a bright red dress, very eye-catching.

Chapter 941 The Locked Room

The danger of mourning day is beyond imagination.

The ghosts ignored certain restrictions of the ancient house and rushed in directly. If the crowd hadn't carried the red coffin placed in the back hall to the lobby, there might not even be a place to stand in the end.

The corpse of the old man in the red coffin had indeed undergone some unexpected and terrible changes. He sat up the moment the coffin lid was opened. One must know that the corpse of the old man had not moved at all a few days ago.

Besides.

The old man's wrinkled face no longer had the serene expression before, but was serious and fierce.

This subtle expression change appeared on a dead person, causing an indescribable horror.

But the good news is that the body of the old man appeared, maintaining the balance of the day of mourning.

Ghost, stopped moving.

The spirit also stopped invading the old house.

Everyone wore dirty and smelly mourning clothes and managed to save their lives from being attacked by the ghosts.

There is only less than five meters of space left in the back hall, and the ghosts in front are so close that they can be seen with the naked eye.

Although not moving.

But this sense of oppression is enough to make people feel suffocated.

"Things are improving."

"The old man in the coffin and the ghosts invading the lobby have reached a balance, causing most of the ghosts to stop their activities."

"Is this really safe?"

Fan Xing, Li Yang, and Daqiang were all muttering in their hearts, they didn't dare to speak out, because before Daqiang just said a word, he was followed by ghosts, if it wasn't for the protection of the mourning clothes, he would already dead.

But Yang Jian's judgment was very accurate.

Mourning clothes are not everything.

It can only shield the ghost's perception so that you will not trigger the ghost's law of killing, but if there is no place for you to stand in this lobby, then the mourning clothes will probably be invalid.

Therefore, the key to surviving today must be the corpse of the old man in the red coffin and mourning clothes.

Anything less will do.

"The dice stopped rolling, the ghost didn't continue to bet with me, and the danger was temporarily suppressed."

The eagle sitting in the corner saw that the black dice on the ground did not move. He knew that Yang Jian's actions were accurate, and he brought back the balance in the ancient house.

The ghost didn't even continue the dice game, so the surrounding area was safe.

If there is danger, the dice will definitely continue to roll.

On the other side.

Yang Xiaohua's body was still hung in mid-air by the red balloon, unable to fly away or fall down, the special yellow paper was still stuck firmly on her face.

Wearing a human skin mask, Zhou Deng turned into a ghost and stood in an open space behind.

He did not play dead and was able to move freely.

It's just that at this time, he didn't dare to act recklessly, and he didn't even dare to get close to the fierce ghost that was coming. He had suffered a disadvantage before, was recognized by the ghost, and almost died in the old forest, so under this situation He chose to keep a low profile.

"That's right. When all the ghosts stopped moving just now, there was a red figure mixed in and passing by. That ghost is very special, and it can still move under such circumstances."

At this moment, Yang Jian didn't waste time to rejoice and sigh.

He glanced around and found a special figure among the "crowd".

But when I looked for it carefully, I couldn't see it anymore.

It seems that the weird red figure deliberately avoided Yang Jian's search, and hid it with the help of the numerous and dense strange people here.

Although the ghost eye is not suppressed by the ancient house now, the ghost blocks the sight of the ghost eye, preventing him from penetrating the ghost's body to see the situation behind.

"The danger of the ancient house is more complicated than expected. Even if I have achieved a temporary balance, the balance will be broken in the end." Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at the strange old man sitting in the coffin again.

The old man's old face showed a ferocious expression, which was eerie and terrifying, as if he was about to wake up as a ghost.

But in the end, the old man still didn't recover.

After all, it was only the fourth day, and there were still three days before the first seven.

"It should be safe now." Suddenly, Zhou Deng came over and spoke.

The voice was dull and accented. It sounded like two people speaking in unison, but the other voice was so terrifying that it made the hairs stand on end.

How dare he speak?

Daqiang looked at him, a little surprised, because this man named Zhou Deng was so courageous, I really don't know who gave him such courage.

However, nothing unusual happened after Zhou Deng spoke.

Yang Jian glanced at him, and said: "Not yet, most of the ghosts have stopped moving, but a small number of ghosts can still move, and the ghosts that can move in this environment will be extraordinary. Horror, I believe you know the reason yourself."

Zhou Deng nodded and said: "Ghosts that cannot be suppressed in this situation must be of a very high level of terror. If they are targeted, they will probably die."

"Aren't you afraid that the ghost will revive if you use that ghost mask one after another?" Yang Jian stared at him and said, while the ghost eyes were peeking around, not letting down his vigilance.

Zhou Deng touched his face: "You say this, good luck, I found it under the bus seat, it seems to be left after the death of the last passenger, because it has been on the bus for a long time, so this person The spirit of the leather mask has fallen into a dead state, although there is a possibility of waking up, but I believe I can use it for a long time."

"Is that so?" Yang Jian frowned.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Deng would have such an adventure. On the supernatural bus, he picked up the human skin mask left by the previous ghost master, and because the human skin mask was lost on the supernatural bus, no one took the human skin mask. The mask was taken off the car, and after a long time, a supernatural crash occurred.

"Otherwise, what do you think? Ghost masters are both unlucky and lucky. If we had no luck, people like us would have died long ago." Zhou Deng said casually.

"Indeed, many of them survived because of luck, an existence that cannot be copied." Yang Jian also agreed with this statement.

He hanged himself to wake up, survived in the spirit position, and was resurrected in the coffin, which time he survived without relying on some luck. This kind of experience is unique, and others may not be able to survive if they walk their own path again. .

Zhou Deng said again: "This balance won't last long, and the fourth day has just started. Do you have any good plans? If not, then I will have to continue pretending to be dead."

"As long as you don't mess around, it's fine. Now I need your help with something." Yang Jian said.

"As a colleague, Team Yang is free to speak up." Zhou Deng said.

Yang Jian glanced at him and said, "Stand here and help me keep an eye on the situation here, and call me if there is any abnormality, I have some personal matters to deal with."

"You told me not to mess around..." Zhou Deng looked at him strangely.