Mysterious resurgence

An old radio was sent into the back hall by something, not even ten centimeters away from the darkness behind it.

But just such a small distance has proved that some kind of terrifying supernatural phenomenon has crossed the line and successfully invaded the back hall.

During the vigil, everyone believed that the safest place to place the coffin in the back hall was.

But now, not necessarily.

A chilling sentence came from the radio: "You, you guys are in there, hey, hey hey."

"You must all be here, Shasha~!"

"Hey, hey, I'm coming to find you."

Similar words kept coming from the old radio, like a ghost whispering.

"Damn it."

Fan Xing suddenly let out a low roar, just like the resentment swallowed by the corpse before dying. At this moment, his appearance changed, ashen, dim, but ferocious and strange.

It was as if at this moment, he had turned into a ghost.

With this roar, the old radio suddenly cracked.

As if it had lost the support of supernatural power, it suddenly broke into pieces, and then turned into several pieces. But among the pieces, there was only a radio outer box. It was empty, with nothing in it, only a few pieces of radio. The black soil has no electronic components at all.

Under normal circumstances, such a radio is simply a model, and it is impossible to listen to any signals.

"Did you use supernatural power? That low roar is very special." Yang Jian glanced at it.

This was the first time he saw Fan Xing display his supernatural powers.

After roaring, Fan Xing's strange expression immediately returned to normal.

"Is it useful?" someone next to him whispered.

"I don't know, but I feel that if I don't take action, the ghost may really come here. Cut off the medium first and block the curse. Maybe this will have some effect. After all, even the evil ghost can be resisted. We all can He is the one who controls ghosts, so he won’t have no chance of winning.”

Fan Xing said this, not only to comfort himself, but also to remind others.

"There's nothing wrong with it."

Yang Jian also recognized Fan Xing's behavior in his heart. If he continued to allow supernatural phenomena to appear, he would gradually fall into danger.

There is no problem in taking action at this moment.

However.

The calm had not lasted for a moment. Another old radio slowly emerged from the darkness. It was still placed steadily on the ground. It was exactly the same as the previous one. Even its appearance had not changed. .

"rustle."

The familiar yet strange voice appeared again.

And soon, the radio received the signal, the rustling sound disappeared, and the strange words came out again: "You will not survive tonight, rustling!"

Hear this.

Cold sweat broke out on many people's foreheads. At this moment, they felt that they had been targeted by evil spirits, as if these words were about to become reality.

"No, it's useless?" Fan Xing felt weak at this moment.

His power cannot cut off the curse.

"Am I really going to die tonight?"

Yang Xiaohua's palms were a little white. She clutched the red balloon tightly and pursed her lips without speaking.

Everyone felt stressed, as if their heartbeats had slowed down.

"If you can, try it, I'm here."

The person who broke the desperate atmosphere at this moment was Yang Jian. He walked over with a cracked spear in hand, reached out and picked up the radio on the ground, and spoke directly to the radio.

After saying that, he shook it off.

The radio was thrown directly towards the lobby.

But the moment the radio disappeared, an intermittent voice sounded again: "Are you a human or a ghost? Shasha!"

The sound disappeared.

The radio was submerged in the darkness, but there was no sound of falling to the ground, which was very strange.

Everyone stared at the darkness, with shock and fear in their hearts.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Three loud bangs suddenly echoed in the back hall.

Everyone was shocked and suddenly came to their senses.

Yang Jian held the cracked spear in his hand, knocked the ground heavily, and then said coldly: "Don't take any chances tonight. Any ghost who dares to invade here will choose to fight immediately. This is the last safe place. Once This place has been invaded, and we are all going to be destroyed here."

"All ghost masters join forces, dare to touch S-class supernatural events, and dogs can jump over walls when they are cornered. What are you afraid of?"

Caution does not mean timidity.

Yang Jian didn't want to mess around before just because the first seven were still far away. He would not take action if he could, preserving his status. At the same time, he was not willing to confront the evil ghost in advance, so as not to have the energy to deal with the dangers in the last few days.

but now.

The ghost is already watching.

When there is no way out, it is natural to choose to take action.

The ghostly figure behind Yang Jian was shaking.

A shadow covered the ground and extended all the way, covering the passage from the lobby to the back hall.

He took a few steps forward with the cracked spear in hand and stood in the middle of the aisle.

"Watch the night, maybe not for the coffin, but for this night, so that we are not killed by the evil ghosts. If you are afraid of death, just slip out of the back door. Maybe you have a chance to escape from here."

The others looked at Yang Jian blankly.

No one expected that at this time, Yang Jian did not go to settle accounts with the people involved in the supernatural. Instead, he changed his normal behavior and chose to confront the evil ghost here.

"Can we survive the night?" Someone's voice was trembling.

Anyone with any sense knows this.

Right now, there are evil ghosts wandering outside the ancient house, and no one knows how many there are.

What about the Ghost Controller?

After using the supernatural power several times, they still died suddenly. They got off the supernatural bus and their condition was not good.

"Do you have any choice?" Yang Jian glanced coldly.

"You're right. We have no choice. Let's all be prepared to fight tooth and nail." Fan Xing took a deep breath and put aside all his thoughts at this moment. He also took the initiative to take a few steps forward and chose to fight for his life.

Ghost Eye Yang Jian is trying his best, and they have no choice.

Because once Yang Jian loses and a captain-level ghost controller revives, this last safe place will also be invaded by powerful ghosts.

"In that case, let's fight." The ghost controller who was cursed by the radio whispered in a low voice.

Several messengers looked at each other and stepped forward without saying a word.

The group of people split into two sides, staring at the aisles on both sides.

If the evil spirits dare to invade, they will take action.

Even if he is eaten alive, he cannot give in.

coming!

A quick step suddenly changed direction and ran towards this side.

The sound of the rustling radio still echoed in the darkness ahead, and a vague sentence came: They are over there.

This ghost.

As if guiding other ghosts to approach.

Footsteps approached quickly.

Darkness was gradually eroding into the back hall, the two sticks of incense in front of the coffin lit up with sparks, and the fragrance permeating the air seemed to be getting stronger.

next moment.

A pale human leg suddenly appeared in the darkness.

Wet, it poked out from the darkness, and it was still stained with some dust and weeds, as if it had just been fished out of a well or pond.

ghost.

That line has been completely crossed.

"boom!"

Eagle fired at this moment, and the old firearm made a dull sound.

A hole was torn open in the leg, and a small piece of human bone was shot out as a bullet, hitting the pale dead leg.

The ghost was attacked, and the dead leg quickly retracted, and then the footsteps in the darkness sounded again, and then gradually faded away.

It seemed that the ghost was disappearing and leaving.

"Repelled?" Eagle was also startled.

He was also surprised.

Because this gun is useless, it can only repel the evil ghost for a short time, but it cannot make the evil ghost leave.

But the phenomenon just now was clearly like the ghost being severely injured and had to disappear.

But the others didn't know this situation, and they all looked at the eagle in surprise.

"It's not that the eagle is too powerful, but this place is very special." Yang Jian looked at the two sticks of incense and the bright red coffin.

What can affect the situation here is either the incense or the coffin.

"It's about the fragrance."

He found. A stick of incense burned for a little while, and a small section of incense ashes fell down.

It seemed like some kind of supernatural power had disappeared.

"Could it be possible to borrow the supernatural power of those sticks of incense here?" Yang Jian couldn't help but wonder.

But now is not the time to think about this problem.

Darkness has encroached.

suddenly.

Yang Jian felt the ghost shadow touching something.

A medium is formed.

It was a vague figure, wandering in the depths of darkness. There was no specific image, only a vague outline could be seen, twisted and deformed, strange and eerie.

"court death."

At this moment, Yang Jian waved the hatchet without hesitation and slashed at the medium.

Cut with a hatchet.

A shrill scream suddenly came out from the darkness of the lobby, like a scream before death.