Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Ghosts can still leave the game when they enter the dice game, but people cannot. Once they leave the game, they will be killed by ghosts.

and so.

If Wang Feng wants to survive, he must maintain the continuation of this game.

"I'm safe during the game."

He took a deep breath and counted silently for ten seconds before dropping the red dice on the ground.

ten seconds.

This is the longest time that Li Gui can wait. If he keeps holding the dice, every second after ten seconds, Li Gui who participates in the game may break free from the shackles of the rules of the game and kill him.

So whether it is inside the game or some outside, people are in a weak state.

After all, ghosts can lift tables, but humans cannot.

The red dice in Wang Feng's hand was spinning and rolled down several times, almost irregularly. After throwing this thing, it was not controlled by force. It seemed that the dice itself had its own ideas, so it would show several patterns in the end. The points were all luck, for he had practiced dice-throwing tricks and tricks, but to no avail.

Otherwise, relying on the money, he can easily win.

"This thing suits you quite well."

Sun Xing looked at it, and suddenly said to the bear boy.

"Indeed, if you give it to me, I can play with ghosts all day."

The bear child's eyes widened at this moment, he discovered the magical effect of this thing.

There is no pattern after the dice are thrown, and it is all luck to show a few points, but before throwing out, he can predict the points of the dice through his supernatural powers, so he can change his technique.

Until the moment when "good luck" appears, throw the dice in your hand.

Because his prediction time is not short, and he can predict more than ten minutes later, which can completely support him to try out the correct number of points, or he can keep throwing six points, so no matter what the ghost does, it is impossible for him to win.

But at this moment, the dice cast by Wang Feng had stopped, three o'clock.

Three points, the points are not high, and the single page is not low, it is an average number, there is no doubt that he won this game.

The pair of old black cloth shoes placed on the threshold of the back door moved, retreated, and left the position of the back hall, but they did not retreat too far, but stopped when they retreated a few meters outside.

"This ghost is too terrifying. I won a bet and only made it back about five meters."

Wang Feng's heart trembled.

But don't wait for him to think about it.

The black dice rolled again.

This is another ghost joining the game. Although Li Gui cannot be seen, it is certain that the ghost is standing outside the door.

The black dice stopped quickly, and this time the number was 4.

"Damn it, I'm going to do my best."

Xiong Wenwen, who was watching from the side, exclaimed, he was sitting there, just watching the play like a normal person.

No one said anything, because this brat seemed to know Yang Jian, and he followed Sun Xing, who was the biggest relationship here.

No one dared to scold this brat.

But in Yang Jian's heart, the brat doesn't need to make any effort, he just needs to predict the critical moment, his life is very precious.

Wang Feng's expression changed when he was throwing the dice. The number was already very stressful. The dice had numbers from one to six, and four was already a big number.

The only way to win is to roll a five and a six.

If he also throws four points, it will be considered a tie, and another one will be played until the winner is determined.

This ghost dice is so scary.

Wang Feng bit the bullet and picked up the red dice on the ground. As usual, he squeezed it for ten seconds.

After ten seconds, he was not greedy for another second, and immediately threw the dice.

The red dice rolled on the ground in an unreasonable way of movement. It was obviously thrown earlier, but the dice was rolling backwards.

soon.

The number of dice came out: 4.

"draw"

Wang Feng broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart ached.

This game with Li Gui has not stopped.

After the draw, the black dice representing the ghosts continued to spin
"If you lose, you're gone."

Yang Xiaohua tightly grabbed the red balloon, watching this dots game with Li Gui, her face turned yellow with nervousness.

"The messenger on the fourth floor still has some tricks."

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian probably understood.

This Wang Feng temporarily withstood the pressure from the back door, and dragged the ghosts who were trying to invade into a supernatural game, using the game to delay time and suppress the supernatural.

But this game can't last long.

"If you don't dare to mess with Li Gui's ability, go to the back door to play games with the ghost. If one person dies on my side, you can send one person to replace it in turn. When the four messengers on my side are almost dead, you will be the same." gone."

Yang Jian said.

"it is good."

Fan Xing and the others changed their expressions, they did not refuse at this moment, they gritted their teeth and agreed.

It's fair.

Everyone takes turns to replace them, life and death matter.

As for Sun Xing and his party, no one dared to command them.

Because he brings himself here, but there are seven ghost masters, more than the people on both sides, and there are no parallel messengers here, everyone here is a ghost master, except for him, that The breath of the old man here is not simple, and no one dares to provoke him.

Coupled with the fact that he brought Xiong Wenwen with him, even Yang Jian was very afraid.

So he would rather direct the people around him than to conflict with this group of people.

He believed that when the time of crisis came, the old house couldn't hold on, and this group of people would also make a move.

There are no eggs under the nest, he doesn't believe that this group of people can stay so calm and stay out of it.

"Are you here again?"

Yang Jian's expression froze at this moment, and he suddenly turned around, staring at the direction of the lobby.

Ghosts cover the ground, triggering the medium.

He saw a pale and emaciated corpse with no clothes on. The dead corpse had a long, scary face, and terrifyingly thin arms, almost skinny.

Yang Jian observed the media, his face was cold, and he chopped down the hatchet in his hand immediately.

With this knife, he directly cut Li Gui in half.

"what!"

There was another weird scream, the voice was very thin, like a woman's.

Li Gui was dismembered.

But the next moment.

The curse broke out.

A crack appeared on Yang Jian's waist, which cut him off in the middle, and it could not be restored in a short time.

But he didn't plan to recover in a short time.

"Is this the beginning of desperate work?"

Sun Xing sat aside and watched all this boredly. It was only a few days ago. This level of threat could not threaten him for the time being, and he believed that it could not threaten Yang Jian either, but he was trying his best to protect the living people in the entire ancient house.

Otherwise, the death of all the people here will not affect them much.

Yang Jian didn't plan to recover in a short time, so the position he chose was the best choice, even if he was really cut in half, it wouldn't affect the next activities.

But ghosts are different.

Once the ghost is dismembered by the ghost, it will be suppressed and changed for a short period of time, and then the ghost will recover, and then it will look for the puzzle. It will take at least an hour or more to fully restore to the state before the hatchet was cut. Maybe for a long time.

The early reporting of the funeral on the third day caused all the people in the ancient house to encounter unprecedented danger immediately.

Originally, according to the situation of the night watch the next day, Yang Jian and the others only needed to stay near the red coffin in the back hall to be safe, but first Fan Xing and the others provoked a curse from some kind of ghost, which led to the death of the old man in the old house. The fierce ghosts found everyone hiding in the back hall.

Originally, this was fine, but this guy Zhou Deng walked around outside with a white lantern, and then he did the funeral report on the third day.

This led him to recruit the ghosts from outside into the old house.

Now there are ghosts inside and outside the old house.

Everyone had no choice but to fight desperately with Li Gui.

Yang Jian guarded the red coffin to prevent any ghosts from approaching. What he was most worried about was being affected by other ghosts at this time, causing him to wake up early and ruining the arrival of the first seven days.

Wang Feng and other ghost masters guarded the back door.

Relying on a roll of dice, Oxi managed to forcibly delay the time for the ghosts to invade the ancient house.

"The key to breaking the game lies on Li Yang's side. Only when Li Yang returns successfully can the situation here be reversed."

At this moment, Yang Jian knew very well what to do next.

Everyone must withstand the pressure of the fierce ghosts, and then hold on until the moment when the turning point comes.

if not.

Yang Jian had to consider abandoning everyone, giving up sending letters, giving up this old house, and surviving alone.
He has the ability to survive, so naturally he will not be buried here with everyone.

at the same time.

While staring at the burning speed of the red ghost candle in his hand, Li Yang walked quickly. His road was relatively smooth. He passed the courtyard and came to the gate.

He tried to open the wooden door.

It turned out that the wooden door seemed to be stuck and could not be opened easily.

The ghost candle in his hand burned faster and faster.

If there are less than ordinary ghost candles left, if they are consumed according to this situation, they may not be able to withstand even one minute.

Li Yang gritted his teeth, and stretched the ghost candle to the crack in the middle of the gate.

The flame of the ghost candle swelled suddenly, and then a series of hurried footsteps came from outside, and there were more than one, and these footsteps quickly dispersed.

Crunch!

The old door is now open.

The flame of the ghost candle was flickering, and there was still a little bit left.

"The cost of using ghost candles to disperse the ghosts is too high to bear the consumption."

Li Yang gritted his teeth, and quickly put the ghost candle farther away to ensure the safety of this door.

Then he looked up and saw the white lantern hanging on the door.

A cold wind blows.

Old faded pale lanterns flickered and shone with light.

Looking back, there were several strange figures looming near the candlelight of the ghost candle. Those figures swayed back and forth, appearing and disappearing from time to time, unable to accurately capture the exact position.

Li Gui hovered outside the gate.

It seems that after reporting the funeral, there are ghosts not only at the back door, but also at the front. I'm afraid the surroundings of the whole old house will not be much better there.

Taking advantage of the last period of the ghost candle burning, Li Yang quickly climbed up the wooden door, and then took down the white lantern.

Everything went smoothly, with no surprises.

Now that the lantern was in hand, the candlelight of the ghost candle he put on the ground was immediately extinguished.

There were too many ghosts in the vicinity, and a little candle light couldn't stand it at all, and it was consumed immediately, and there was not even a single bit of candle left.

Without the eerie candlelight, the strange figure that was illuminated nearby disappeared immediately.

The ghost didn't leave, it was still lingering around.

It's just that without the influence of ghost candles at this moment, Li Yang can no longer see these ghosts.

He felt extraordinarily cold around him.

Even the feeling of being touched by something cold came from the skin, and the whole person seemed to be surrounded by ghosts, as if it was about to be swallowed.

Even though he didn't see anything around him, Li Yang could still smell the stench of rotting corpses and the smell of soil.

"The ghost didn't attack me."

Li Yang grabbed the white lantern.

Pale pale light emanated from the lantern, illuminating the surrounding area so that he would not lose his way.

But after leaving this area, other places are drowsy and terrifying.

"Go back quickly."

Li Yang didn't dare to delay in the slightest, he hesitated here for a few seconds, maybe a few more people would die in the back hall.

So he carried the lantern and immediately walked along the side of the ancient house to go around to the back hall.

But as soon as he moved, his face froze.

Behind him, a series of footsteps sounded, as if the ghosts wandering around were following behind him at this moment.

Li Yang speeded up, and the footsteps behind him also speeded up.

Look back.

There was nothing behind him, nothing but silence and darkness.

"Ghosts don't kill people who report funerals, so the way to survive on the third day is this. According to the normal situation, everyone has to leave the old house on the third day, and wander around the old house with lanterns and ghosts. , until the end of the funeral report on the third day, I understand now."

Li Yang is not stupid, he is also a survivor of supernatural events.

If he didn't have any brains, he would have died in the ghost painting incident a long time ago. It is impossible to become a ghost master and live to this day.

"So, my task is not to return to the back hall with the lantern, but to lure away the other ghosts near the ancient house, so that the captain can deal with the ghosts in the ancient house with peace of mind."

"The captain's judgment is not wrong. The vigil on the second day and the funeral report on the third day cannot overlap. Now we must find a way to correct it immediately."

After thinking clearly, Li Yang quickened his pace.

No matter what supernatural phenomena happened behind him or around him, he would never stop his actions.

Although his actions are already very fast.

But for everyone in the back hall, let alone persist for a few hours, even if persist for 1 minute, they will have to pay a heavy price.

After a red dice spun several times on the ground, i finally stopped.

On the opposite side, the number on a black dice is: 5.

Ghost's points are 5, Wang Feng's points are 2.

In the fifth round of the game, Wang Feng's and you ran out, his whole body was tense, he broke out in a cold sweat, staring at the points thrown out, as if he had lost his mind, and with some unbelievable.

"I, I lost" (end of this chapter)