Mysterious recovery

Now only she and Yang Jian have rice in the ancient house, but the number of ghosts is fixed.

Therefore, even the consumption of rice in her hands was exacerbated.

If this continues, maybe the rice that she had enough to live until tomorrow will really be used up early because of this.

"Yang Jian, you..." Liu Qingqing looked at him in surprise.

Yang Jian stared at her and said: "I won't let you take advantage of me. Now consumption is increasing, let's see who can stand it. I said I won't retaliate against you, but I won't help you anymore. You have to be clear, you The rice in my hands is enough because the three of us are sharing the consumption of ghosts, and now I have reduced the amount of Zhou Deng and Li Yang, do you think you will be safe?"

The blood-stained rice in his hands decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Similarly, the rice in Liu Qingqing's hands is also rapidly decreasing, and the consumption is four times that of before.

The amount of rice in the hands of two people is about the same.

Because the bowl of rice in Liu Qingqing's hand was not used much by Eagle.

And Yang Jian's is two bowls of leftover rice added together.

"I knew it would be like this." Eagle sighed inwardly while tossing the dice.

Liu Qingqing has not been in the old house for the past few days and has not experienced previous events, so she does not see the situation clearly now. Yang Jian alone can control the balance of the entire old house.

And no one knows the rules of this ancient house and ghosts better than him.

There are only two outcomes for Yang Jian to do this.

Either Liu Qingqing and him will consume all the rice in their hands and deal with today's ghosts out of control in advance, or they will get through twelve o'clock together and enter the next day.

Eleven forty.

There was only the last handful of rice in the hands of the two of them.

Eleven fifty.

The remaining amount of rice can be calculated clearly, but in comparison, it seems that Liu Qingqing has more in his hands.

Eleven forty-three.

There were only a dozen grains of rice left in Yang Jian's hand, and it was about to be used up. Seeing this, Liu Qingqing smiled, but soon her smile froze because she saw Yang Jian's whole body was covered by red light. , the whole person disappeared out of thin air.

Yang Jian entered the fifth-level ghost domain.

Isolated most of the ghosts' attacks.

The remaining ghosts couldn't find Yang Jian, so they flocked to Liu Qingqing.

The rice in Liu Qingqing's hands was quickly consumed again.

At 56:[-], all the rice in her hand was consumed, and she was completely eaten up by the ghost.

"Not good." Liu Qingqing's face changed suddenly, and she subconsciously wanted to back away from the ghost.

But then the red cheongsam on her body became particularly eye-catching, as if illuminated by red light, it was so bright that it almost dripped blood.

Vaguely, a woman's laughter echoed in the ancient house.

The woman's voice was a bit like Liu Qingqing's, but it was very strange.

The ghost came rushing, but avoided Liu Qingqing and did not attack her.

"Huh?" The eagle widened his eyes when he saw this scene.

Yang Jian's guess was correct, Liu Qingqing really had a secret, and the ghost in the old house did not attack her.

Liu Qingqing was also stunned, she was uneasy and nervous, she never thought that such a thing would happen to herself.

"Sure enough, the woman from the Republic of China left behind Liu Qingqing. This Liu Qingqing was targeted by that woman from the Republic of China. She will definitely not be let into this ancient house so easily." Yang Jian said. It can be seen clearly in the ghost domain.

He was just speculating and judging before, but now he is basically certain.

After all, this ancient house was built by the group of ghost masters in the Republic of China. If a ghost killed him in his own house, then the people in the Republic of China would be too inferior.

"Unfortunately, this Liu Qingqing doesn't understand anything. She was kept in the dark and refused to believe me." Yang Jian quickly looked away.

Because the fifth-level ghost domain has also been invaded.

A distorted and dark figure gradually approached. This fierce ghost kept invading the ghost domain, and the nearby red light was extinguished and became dim.

"As I judged, even the fifth-level ghost domain can't block all the attacks of ghosts, so I left a little." Yang Jian didn't speak, just opened his palm, and there were more than a dozen blood-stained grains left on it. rice.

suddenly.

Another grain of rice was missing.

The fierce ghost that entered the fifth-level ghost domain was slowly retreating, gradually disappearing.

He couldn't possibly use up all the rice, it would be too stupid.

The ghost that invaded the fifth-level ghost domain was not this one.

still got more.

The rice in Yang Jian's hands is still decreasing, and at the same time, the rice in Zhou Deng's and Li Yang's hands is also decreasing, but the speed is very slow, only a few grains per minute.

that's it.

It's twelve o'clock.

The ancient house has entered its sixth day.

This day is called funeral.

Chapter 954 Carrying the Coffin

On the sixth day, the funeral day arrived.

This is how Yang Jian was named.

After this day came, nothing abnormal happened in the ancient house, the only thing that was wrong was that the ghosts in the ancient house were dissipating, and these terrifying things started to wander away as if they had lost their target.

The crisis is slowly dissipating.

Yang Jian saw that the vague ghost figure on the wall was also leaving. The ghost was walking along the wall, walking all the way to the outside of the old house, and finally disappeared at the courtyard, as if it left here directly along the gap in the courtyard.

The vague ghost figures are also dissipating, and these figures can be vaguely seen shaking, and gradually scattered away.

"Ghost, leaving." Eagle looked at the black dice in front of him.

After one turn, a digital point was left, and then it was never turned again.

The ghost who played the dice game left. I don't know if the ghost forcibly escaped from the dice game, or if the eagle won the game, so the ghost obeyed the rules of the game and chose to leave.

But none of this matters.

After all, this horrible day passed.

Liu Qingqing frowned. She survived and was not attacked. The rice in her hand had been eaten up before. It was some kind of supernatural power that protected her and prevented her from being attacked by a ghost.

"The ghosts are leaving, and I can feel that there are less and less spiritual disturbances nearby." Yang Jian said directly in the ghost domain.

Five layers of ghost domain.

It is isolated from everything, and only very powerful ghosts can invade.

But now, not only are there no fierce ghosts invading, even there are no ghosts in the third-level ghost realm.

Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately withdrew from the fifth floor of the ghost domain. Instead of withdrawing the ghost domain immediately, he gradually reduced the number of layers of the ghost domain to avoid accidents.

"The ghosts in the ghost domain on the second floor also disappeared."

Zhou Dengdao: "The ghost banquet is over, and the ghosts are scattered. This is very in line with the arrangement for this day."

"Midnight is both safe and dangerous. Safety is because the dangers of the previous day will disappear, and danger is that the new day will welcome new horrors." Li Yang said.

Yang Jiandao: "The first seven are just around the corner, and the task of delivering the letter will be over soon. Although the process is dangerous, it is almost finished."

He closed one ghost eye again as he spoke.

Ghost Domain retreated to the third floor.

After a while, the ghost domain on the first floor could no longer feel the spiritual interference. At the same time, the scope of the ghost domain was also expanding, not only limited to the lobby, but also the courtyard in front of it, but even so he could only feel the ghosts A small amount of spiritual interference has been detected, and the range of interference is still getting smaller.

This shows that the ghosts in the ancient house are constantly decreasing.

Finally, at about [-]:[-], Yang Jian was sure that Li Gui had left, and he immediately took back the ghost domain.

The figures of Zhou Deng and Li Yang emerged again.

"It's safe, ghost, leave the old house." Yang Jian said: "But you still have to pay attention to safety, some ghosts may exist that I can't even detect."

"Of course, I know that."

Zhou Deng tore off the human skin mask at this time, he felt a lot more relaxed, and let out a breath slowly.

"The suppression of the ancient house is gone. You should still have the risk of the ghost recovering, right? Can you use your ghost power next?" Yang Jian looked at him and asked.

Zhou Deng had been wearing a human skin mask to protect himself before, and he never used supernatural power once. It wasn't that he didn't want to use it, but that he had the risk of the ghost being revived, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the supernatural bus.

"Short-term use shouldn't be a problem." Zhou Deng said: "I can no longer feel the restlessness of the ghost's recovery, but it's also because I haven't used the ability of the ghost too much. It depends on the situation."

Yang Jian said: "That's good."

After speaking, he looked towards the roof of the old house.

The red balloon was wrapped around the arm of Yang Xiaohua's corpse, suspending the corpse in mid-air, fluttering, neither flying away nor falling down.

"I'm going to put her down. I might need to use that red balloon today."

It was the sixth day, and Yang Jian decided to put Yang Xiaohua down at this time. The premise was that she hadn't died. If she died, then there was no way to take the red balloon away.

soon.

Yang Jian walked up a few steps along the wall, came to the side of Yang Xiaohua's body in mid-air, and directly stretched out his hand to tear off the yellow paper covering her face.

This yellow paper can put a living person into a state of suspended animation and will not be attacked by ghosts, but correspondingly you cannot move, you need someone to tear this yellow paper again to wake you up, otherwise you may be like this for the rest of your life.

Lost the yellow paper that covered his face.

Yang Xiaohua no longer possesses any supernatural powers.

The red balloon's restraint on her disappeared, and her whole body fell from the midair and landed on the ground.

The weightlessness of the fall and the sharp pain from the butt made Yang Xiaohua sit up instantly.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but stood beside him and clenched the cracked spear in his hand.

If there is any abnormality, Yang Xiaohua will be nailed to death directly by Yang Jian.

"Why didn't you let me down until now." Yang Xiaohua said a little frantically at this moment: "I've been hanging in mid-air for the past few days and I'm almost going crazy."

"Are you still conscious?" Yang Jian asked with a flickering expression.

"I'm not dead at all, but I can't move my body, and my head is very clear." Yang Xiaohua said.

Yang Jian looked at Zhou Deng.

Zhou Deng said: "This situation is slightly different from my previous ones. Maybe the yellow paper is incomplete, so the effect of deep sleep is not so perfect, so the consciousness is clear. It seems that the more complete the yellow paper is, the better the effect of sealing a person is. , what is incomplete is defective.”

Yang Jian looked at the yellow paper in his hand, there were burnt parts and gaps on it.

This may be the reason why Yang Xiaohua was able to fall into a deep sleep and remain conscious.

"Fortunately, it's only a few days, otherwise, if it takes too long, people will probably go crazy by the time the yellow paper is torn off." Zhou Deng smiled.

It is conceivable that a person is suspended in mid-air, unable to move, without feeling in the body, and awake, how terrifying that feeling is.

Yang Xiaohua was not bad, she survived.

Yang Jiandao: "Your consciousness is clear, but can you hear and see the movement outside?"

"No, it's like I'm locked in a dark room. I can't hear or see anything." Yang Xiaohua still looked crazy. She was listless and in great pain, as if full devastated and tortured.

Li Yang said: "If you know what happened these few days, you will be very lucky that you are still alive, and don't look at how many people are left on our side now."

After hearing this, Yang Xiaohua noticed that the lobby of the ancient house was empty.

It's very different from when her face was covered.

Obviously, those who were reduced died here.

But she stared at Liu Qingqing, looking a little surprised, because she remembered that Liu Qingqing had disappeared on the first day and the next day, and she didn't enter the ancient house immediately, but she didn't expect to appear again now. Good luck coming to her.

"How many days is it now, is it already the first seven?" Yang Xiaohua looked back and asked.

She didn't worry about the previous things anymore.