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Chapter 984 Trial and Error

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    Finally made it to the fifth day.

    Most of the first seven days have passed, and the rest of the people in the ancient house named today: Ghost Banquet.

    It means that today is a feast for ghosts, because this ancient house will be completely out of balance now, and all the ghosts will invade the ancient house. Under this situation, let alone ordinary ghost masters, even Yang Jian  The top captain level tasks are also buried here.

    This is not a scene that a living person can handle.

    If you want to live, you have to find a way to live today.

    According to previous speculation, the key to survival today is three bowls of white rice.

    Three large blue and white porcelain bowls containing three bowls of raw or uncooked white rice were placed in front of the red coffin.

    ? Yang Jian, Li Yang, Zhou Deng, Liu Qingqing and Lao Ying gathered together.

    These are the only five people left.

    Except for Yang Xiaohua, whose life and death are unknown, all the others are dead, and the first seven have not yet arrived, and there may be some people who will be lost in the future.

    But no matter how dangerous it is, we still have to work hard to survive now.

    "I have a bowl with Li Yang, you have a bowl with Zhou Deng, and you have a bowl with Liu Qingqing and Lao Ying. Each of you has to find out how to use it. Only when you find a way to live can you live. If you can't find it, you have nothing to say when you die here."  Yang Jian didn't waste any time and said quickly.

    "Okay, let's do it like this."

    "I have no opinion."

    Zhou Deng and Liu Qingqing made no objection, nodded, and immediately took away a bowl of rice.

    Yang Jian and Li Yang distributed the most portion of a bowl because they were two people, Zhou Deng the least because they were alone, as for Liu Qingqing and Lao Ying, there were no more and no less, because Lao Ying was a special case, if you were lucky  The curse of the music box can still help him resist the attack of ghosts.

    "The coffin must be covered, otherwise the old man may be invaded by other ghosts and cause some unexpected changes." At this time, Yang Jian did not forget to deal with the aftermath.

    He lifted the lid of the red coffin, and quickly closed the coffin while the ghost invaded the ancient house.

    No one wants the old man to wake up on the fifth day of the ghost feast.

    This red coffin has the power to suppress the supernatural, but only if the coffin and the coffin lid are united to be effective. If it is in the open state, the coffin's effect of restricting supernatural will be lost immediately.

    "If nothing else happens, this red coffin will not be opened until the day of the burial." Yang Jian's eyes flickered.

    He thought for a while, but still didn't put the coffin nails in the red coffin.

    It wasn't that he was reluctant to part with the coffin nails, but that he couldn't lose the help of the coffin nails, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive the next two days.

    "A ghost has come in"

    Eagle said in a particularly heavy tone at this moment.

    This time is different from the previous few times, this time the ghosts are coming from the gate of the ancient house, not only that, there are also creaking sounds of doors being opened one after another from the left and right corridors of the ancient house, darkness surges in the corridor  , like a cloud of black mist brewing, ready to be vented at any moment.

    It seemed that the ghost who had been dismembered twice by Yang Jian had recovered and started to invade the old house again.

    The highly decomposed dead body that was hacked by Yang Jian with a hatchet stood up again. At the same time, there were more new horrors coming out of the ancient house, like a tide, trying to engulf everyone.

    The red coffin is completely useless now.

    The ghost crossed the courtyard and came to the lobby of the ancient house, and was still approaching, without any intention of stopping.

    Everyone was wearing mourning clothes, and they didn't know if it was useful, but they didn't dare to take them off. This thing can shield the perception of ghosts, but this kind of shielding is not a panacea. Fan Xing was killed wearing mourning clothes before, and that strong man  He was also killed in mourning clothes.

    It can be seen that although this thing is useful, it cannot guarantee your 100% safety.

    Everyone is now in Yang Jian's fifth-level ghost domain.

    Until now, Yang Jian has not dared to take back the ghost domain. He is worried that once the ghost domain disappears, the ghosts will directly attack everyone in the ancient house, and even you will be killed without even a chance to resist.

    "Relying on the mourning clothes and the coverage of the ghost domain, it seems that you can temporarily avoid being attacked by ghosts, but this is useless."

    Yang Jian glanced at the others: "It is impossible for my ghost domain to last a whole day, and under the circumstance of spiritual interference, my ghost domain may be invaded, so I must find a way to survive before then  ,The means and supernatural power are only protected by a human skin mask, and now he also knows that this human skin mask can no longer completely protect himself.

    A ghost came.

    It is a dark road, continuous and endless.

    At the very front of the darkness, a black grand master's chair was slowly pushed forward, and came in front of Zhou Deng.

    It's that ghost

    Yang Jian's face moved slightly, he recognized the ghost.

    Yesterday, I cut off the five fingers of this ghost with my own hands, and let it put one hand off the grand master's chair.

    This Taishi chair seems to be a tool to restrain this ghost.

    With one hand resting on the black grand master's chair, it seems that there is no way to push it easily, which makes Li Gui's movements slow, and even the forward route is twisted and deviated.  If he stayed where he was, the ghost wouldn't even be able to find Zhou Deng's exact location.

    It seems to be very close, but in fact the ghost's route is winding.

    If you put it outside in this little time, even an ordinary person can run away without a trace.

    Wanting to kill people is obviously not efficient.

    In this way, the level of terror has dropped.

    Pushing the black Taishi chair forward, it knocked over the bowl of white rice that Zhou Deng placed in front of him.

    "" Zhou Deng stared at the black grand master's chair in a daze.

    Obviously.

    This usage method is wrong.

    If it is useful, the ghost should stop moving.

    The white rice fell on the ground and disappeared quickly, as if it was eaten by a ghost out of thin air.

    But the ghost did not leave.

    "Damn it." Zhou Deng hurriedly picked up the half bowl of white rice left on the ground, and then wanted to leave as if fleeing.

    He moved.

    A hand with weird black nails was already resting on his shoulder.

    When the huge force came, he felt that the human skin mask on his face was about to fall off.

    This is supernatural suppression.

    Zhou Deng was almost out of breath under the pressure of a blackened palm. He was about to suffocate, his body was leaning, and he was about to die

    "return."

    At this moment, Yang Jian made a move.

    The hatchet in his hand rose and fell.  Without hesitation, he cut off the terrifying ghost's palm. This time, he didn't chop off the ghost's five fingers, but the whole palm.

    Overwhelmed by the ghost domain, Zhou Deng was directly pulled back to the ghost domain.

    "Huh!"

    It was only at this moment that Zhou Deng's heartbeat seemed to have recovered, his face was ashen, extremely ugly, and he was panting heavily.

    This ghost has only one hand left, and it can easily kill a ghost master like Zhou Deng.

    No wonder Daqiang died wearing mourning clothes before.

    For a ghost of this level, Daqiang's death is indeed not wronged.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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