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After twelve o'clock, this is already the second day.
After passing the first day of the ancient house without any danger, the danger on the second day was obviously doubled, because there were no traces of ghosts in the ancient house on the first day, whether it was the sound of the wind like crying or the door The rapid knocking on the door outside, or the darkness deep in the corridor, these supernatural phenomena are not considered to have invaded the ancient house.
But the next day it changed.
Traces of ghosts appeared in the old house.
In front of the room shrouded in darkness in the corridor on the left, an empty black chair was placed there. On the back of the chair, a pair of cold and strange hands could be clearly seen resting on it.
But fortunately, the ghost stopped there.
When the darkness eroded to this point, it didn't continue. Although the lobby was dark, there was some light coming in from the patio.
Everyone was forced to gather together in desperation.
Because the room is no longer available.
When I came here before, various supernatural phenomena had appeared in the nearby empty room. If I continued to stay, the end would definitely be very miserable.
"Go to the back hall."
Seeing this, Yang Jian acted without any hesitation.
The others froze in their hearts, and immediately followed.
The next day should be a vigil.
Since it is a vigil.
Then the meaning is very clear, you must stay near the coffin, guarding the dead body of the old man, if you leave rashly, or if the person is not around the coffin, this is an extremely disrespectful approach.
And no one can predict what kind of danger this kind of disrespect will bring.
The red coffin stood in the middle of the back hall.
There was nothing around, except for a small incense burner in front of the coffin, with three sticks of incense stuck in it.
No Now instead of three, there are two.
One of the incense sticks was missing.
Yang Jian saw this change at a glance, and then he thought of that guy Zhou Deng.
"Someone took a stick of incense." The messenger Wang Feng's eyes moved.
"Where did Zhou Deng go? I saw other people before, why are they gone now?" Fan Xing looked around, only then did he realize that Zhou Deng was not among the crowd.
"He must have stolen a piece of incense. This guy is a lunatic. When he was on the bus, he dared to rush out to compete with ghosts for supernatural objects, and almost lured ghosts onto the bus." Someone said through gritted teeth.
Many people hate Zhou Deng.
Because what he did was not human affairs.
These three incense sticks have been stuck here for two days and have not been burned out. Everyone knows that this is a very special thing, but no one moves it, because they are afraid that some unexpected danger will be brought after touching this thing.
"It's a good thing he didn't touch the coffin, otherwise I'd fight him desperately." Someone also said harsh words.
One of the three incense sticks is missing, so it's not important to worry about this matter at this time.
He saw that there was an inconspicuous back door in the back hall.
The back door was open at the moment, and there was a crack in the door.
Through the gap in the door, he could see the scene behind the old house. It was an old forest shrouded in darkness. Beside the old forest, there was the same path, winding and winding, all the way to the back door. .
This is the second way.
There is a road at the front gate, and there is also a road at the back door.
"Although the width of the back door is narrow, you didn't find it. The width is just enough to accommodate the coffin to be carried out." The eagle observed carefully and said a more important message.
"So, when the time is right, we have to carry this coffin to the funeral, go out along the path outside, go all the way to the old forest, and finally find a place to put this coffin Buried"
Fan Xing also observed it.
"But this is too troublesome. Why didn't the old man just settle the funeral and let himself lie in the coffin at the beginning?"
"You have to ask the corpse in the coffin this question, how do we know." The eagle glanced at it and said very rudely.
He and Yang Jian are in the same camp, plus what happened before, he and Fan Xing can be said to be deadly enemies.
Right now, there are frequent dangers, and death may occur at any time, so there is no need to be polite.
"The lobby is getting dark" YangHua Hua stared in the direction of the lobby behind with a pair of haggard eyes.
Before, it was only dim outside, and it was more or less clear to see everything around it, but now it was unknowingly shrouded in darkness. This darkness was very special, it stopped in the middle of the wall between the lobby and the back hall, and did not invade.
The entire ancient house was shrouded in darkness.
Right now, only the area around the coffin has not been eroded by spirits. It seems that this place is the only safe place in the entire area.
"The guess is correct. This day is the night vigil. If you don't come to the back hall in advance, you may be in danger after the darkness invades and enters the ancient house." Yang Jian was completely confirmed at this moment.
"There are voices in the lobby"
It's not time to relax.
There were movements in the previously dark and quiet lobby. The sounds were clear and weird. There were chairs being dragged, as if someone was moving a few pieces of furniture in the lobby, and there were heavy The sound of footsteps echoed, and besides that, the sound of dripping water could even be heard.
It seemed that someone had taken a shower and was so wet that he hadn't dried himself off.
It seemed that the ancient house in the dark suddenly became very lively, and it was no longer lifeless.
After hearing these movements, everyone remained silent, not daring to speak or make any noise, for fear of attracting ghosts because of any insignificant movements.
The movement has not disappeared, but has continued, and there are signs of intensification.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang from the darkened lobby. It was the chair being thrown to the ground, and then the chair fell apart and splintered, splinters of wood flying everywhere.
"Is there a ghost destroying the black grand master's chair? Is it because the ghost can't find the target in the lobby, so it is messing around?" Yang Jian thought to himself.
"Sand, rustle chi chi!"
At this time, another strange sound appeared in the lobby. This sound seemed to be the sound of an old-fashioned radio. The radio lacked a signal at the moment and made this electronic sound.
"No way, is it really here?"
Fan Xing shrank his eyes when he heard this voice, and then he subconsciously looked at a ghost driver next to him.
The man was tense all over, his face was extremely ugly, he didn't even dare to look in the direction of the lobby, he just lowered his head slightly, pretending that nothing happened.
The ghost of the radio is probably found today.
And he touched the curse.
It's just that no one dared to speak out, because this curse may not be aimed at him alone, or it may be aimed at everyone in the room at that time.
therefore.
Others didn't break it either.
Anyway, Yang Jian didn't know.
At this moment, one thing more is worse than one thing less. If Yang Jian finds out about this and wants to kill people like himself for safety, there may be another fight in the back hall today.
But Yang Jian's eyes are so sharp.
He noticed the change in everyone's expressions the moment the strange radio sounded.
"Have they ever come into contact with a radio-like ghost before?" Yang Jian guessed in his mind.
As time gradually passed.
The supernatural phenomenon in the old house became more and more serious. Everyone in the back hall heard the sound of something running barefoot and fast in the old house. Because the ground of the old house is made of bluestone bricks, running barefoot will make a very clear rattling sound. Voice.
"Is there a ghost running around in the lobby after taking a shower without clothes?" The messenger named Daqiang muttered.
"Do you think you are very humorous?" Yang Jian looked at him.
Not to mention Daqiang, although he was teasing like this, his whole body was in a tense state, because he was worried that the ghost outside was running towards the back hall.
Just for now.
The ghost didn't seem to find it here.
The vigil is indeed the safest to guard the red coffin.
But what caught my attention the most was not these strange movements, but the sound of the approaching radio.
The sound of the radio seemed to be coming all the way from the direction of the gate of the ancient house, and then it didn't stop halfway, and came directly to the back hall.
The sound is getting closer.
The rustling sound became more and more clear.
"Will ghosts really find us?" Fan Xing felt uneasy.
However, the more I worry about what will happen.
That rustling radio sound really came through.
He stopped right at the door.
There is no separation in the middle, only a dark dividing line.
"This is the closest supernatural phenomenon to us, isn't the lobby safe?" Eagle stared at the aisle.
An old radio unexpectedly appeared on the ground and slowly moved towards the lobby.
It seems that there is something pushing behind this old radio.
The spirit has invaded the back hall.
"Sand, rustle" The radio was listening for a signal.
The signal was received suddenly at this moment, and the blind tone disappeared.
"You, you are inside, hey, hey." A weird voice came from the radio.
Everyone's face changed drastically. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The sound of the machine was really there.
He stopped right at the door.
There is no separation in the middle, only a dark dividing line.
"This is the closest supernatural phenomenon to us, isn't the lobby safe?" Eagle stared at the aisle.
An old radio unexpectedly appeared on the ground and slowly moved towards the lobby.
It seems that there is something pushing behind this old radio.
The spirit has invaded the back hall.
"Sand, rustle" The radio was listening for a signal.
The signal was received suddenly at this moment, and the blind tone disappeared.
"You, you are inside, hey, hey." A weird voice came from the radio.
Everyone's face changed drastically. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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