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Chapter 962 The Woman in the Old Forest

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    A shrill scream echoed in the dark ancient house, which made people's hair stand on end.

    this moment.

    Yang Jian used a hatchet in the back hall, directly triggered the medium, and directly dismembered an unknown horror. He shot decisively without the slightest hesitation.

    He believes that the faster the ghosts invade, the more dangerous they will be. If they don't fight back now, it will be too late when the ghosts start to enter the back hall and start killing people.

    While the screams echoed, something unexpected happened.

    The darkness that had invaded the back hall was receding.

    A dark road appeared in the lobby, directly connected to the location of the patio, as if dividing the darkness of the entire ancient house into two, and at the same time, the separated darkness began to spread to the left and right corridors

    "So that's how it is. This darkness is a haunted area of ??a ghost. After being dismembered by my hatchet, the level of horror of the ghost will drop directly. Even the ghost area can't maintain its perfect state." Seeing this scene, Yang Jian immediately went to bed.  Understood.

    What he hit with the hatchet just now was the source of darkness.

    It's worth the cut.

    Ancient houses have the power to suppress spirits, and ghosts can still invade under such circumstances. One can imagine how terrifying it is.

    If Yang Jian hadn't covered the back hall with a ghost just now, maybe this ghost had invaded the back hall silently.

    However, using a hatchet requires a corresponding curse.

    When Yang Jian dismembered Li Gui, the curse would also dismember him. Regardless of whether his body would be harmed, even the ghost shadow was the same. It was only because the ghost shadow had the ability to splice together that it was able to recover within a certain period of time and resist the blow of the hatchet.  The curse broke out.

    In addition, he can also remove the curse in an instant by restarting, and restore his own state all at once.

    Just now.

    However, Yang Jian found that he was not cursed by the hatchet.

    I am still safe and sound, as if the curse no longer exists.

    "Another ghost was repelled, and it seemed to have suffered some kind of serious injury. Even the darkness was receding. What happened at that moment?" Some people saw this scene, but their eyes widened, and their faces were full of disbelief.

    "It was Yang Jian who made the move just now. He just slashed at the air, and he seemed to have hit Li Gui, making Li Gui let out a miserable scream, as if he had killed the ghost."

    "Ghosts can't be killed. Although the effect is obvious, it should only be a serious injury, but it's really scary to be able to do this." Fan Xing said, looking at Yang Jian with astonishment.

    Several other messengers also had incredible expressions.

    Is this what makes people afraid of Yang Jian?

    In the case of a real shot, the ghosts can be retreated in one go, and they don't even dare to approach the back hall.

    "Xiang is short again"

    Yang Jian ignored the stunned expressions of the crowd, and noticed that the only two incense sticks in front of the coffin were once again worn out.

    One of the incense sticks was almost burnt out, and there was only one section left.

    It seems.

    The missing section has something to do with the curse of the hatchet.

    Is it offset?

    Or was it transferred.

    "What will happen if this thing burns out? Will it lose its shelter, or will it cause some other unknown changes?" Yang Jian was a little worried.

    Because there are three incense sticks in total in front of the red coffin, these three incense sticks will be burned for seven days according to normal conditions, until the first seven days are over.

    But with a piece of incense stolen, and the curse of the hatchet that consumed the incense excessively, I am afraid that this thing will be burned on the third day.

    After the darkness temporarily dissipated, all kinds of spooky phenomena in the lobby seemed to have subsided, because the lobby was empty at the moment, and nothing was found. The ghosts that wandered in the lobby seemed to be forced to return to the depths of the corridor.

    Just on the ground, there are still many strange traces left.

    There were black palm prints on the high walls, and there were many wet marks on the ground, as if it had rained.

    "Ghosts seem to appear along with the darkness. Once the old house is not dark, the ghosts will not be able to show up." Eagle observed all this and came to a conclusion.

    He looked all the way along the ground.

    Noticed a few drops of sticky and blackened blood sand scattered in various places in the lobby.

    Seems to be left behind by the repelled ghost"It's not in vain for me, Zhou Deng, to come here if I put up the incense sticks."

    He couldn't see anything special about this incense, and it seemed that it would burn out in a short time, and it was useless to keep it in his hand, so he simply discarded it. He was not interested in this kind of consumable, and it was not as useful as the lantern in his hand.  .

    Holding the white lantern, Zhou Deng returned the same way.

    But not long after he left here.

    The stick of incense standing on the grave is burning rapidly, and the speed is very fast, and the incense ash is falling down, and the strange thing is that the burning smoke is not floating upward, but is floating downward, sinking into the  In that old grave.

    The smile on the portrait of the woman on the tombstone in front of the grave seems to have changed, and the smile has become larger.

    Afterwards, the portrait gradually faded, and the color became lighter. In the end, the portrait disappeared, leaving only a blank space on the tombstone.

    next moment.

    The old grave suddenly sank and collapsed.

    A very white hand with red nails suddenly appeared. That hand rested on the tombstone, and with a slight movement, the tombstone collapsed and buried in the sunken old grave.

    Turn around.

    A strange woman with a graceful figure and waist-length hair in a red cheongsam appeared in the middle of the open space.

    This woman exudes a kind of fragrance all over her body, like the smell of the burning incense before, and it seems to have another smell.

    However, this woman did not have that rotten, lifeless feeling.

    "Clatter"

    The wind picked up in the nearby old forest, and the trees swayed and rattled.

    "Heck, heck." The woman let out a laugh.

    The laughter echoed, with accents.

    The swaying old tree immediately regained its calm.

    The woman left, and she walked along the yellow mud road towards the old house.

    Under the red cheongsam is a pair of red high-heeled shoes, as bright as blood, and there is a rusty handkerchief hanging around the waist Elegant and weird.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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