Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Everything in the ancient house was calm, no ghosts reappeared, and no one died.

At this time, everyone became more courageous and began to move around.

Yang Xiaohua was tired and hungry, she went back to the room and found the food and water left by the people before, replenished her strength, and then came to the lobby again, curled up near Yang Jian and rested.

Others also recovered a lot of mental state after eating and drinking something.

The time in the old house is passing by a little bit.

The rest are safe.

On the second day of the night watch, relying on Yang Jian's strength alone, he forcibly withstood the attack of the ghost, and corrected the wrong time. If there is no accident, then the next day and the third day will be safe nothing.

But the price paid was also heavy.

Today, very few people have survived in the ancient house.

Eagle, Yang Xiaohua, Daqiang, Fan Xing and a strange ghost master.

Including Yang Jian and Li Yang, there are only seven people. Of course, Sun Xing and others are not counted among them, because they did not get off the bus with Yang Jian and others.

Yang Jian remembered clearly that when they got off the bus, there were nearly 20 people in their group.

But Zhou Deng and Liu Qingqing disappeared.

The two of them didn't know whether they died outside the old house or survived somewhere.

After a short period of peace, everyone took a break.

During this period, no ghosts really appeared again.

The only one who made any movement was Li Yang, who was walking around the old house with the white lantern in his hand, to prevent the ghosts outside from getting out of control and invading the old house in advance.

Although it was a bit hard to walk for several hours, at least it was safe.

And now that Li Yang is a ghost master, there is no situation where his physical strength is exhausted, and his physical condition is maintained with supernatural power.

"It seems that the ghost really won't appear again in a short time."

Fan Xing sat casually in the aisle between the back hall and the lobby, exhausted physically and mentally, he looked in the direction of the back hall.

There are eagles watching over there.

Everyone else needs time to recuperate and get back to their state as soon as possible. There is no need for everyone to guard the red coffin nervously.

"If the funeral is reported on the third day, then it should go well, because we still have a white lantern in our hands, and we just need to leave the lobby on time and go outside for a day."

said the eagle.

"But looking at it like this, the chance of us surviving to the first seven is very slim. I think we should find a way to leave this old house and go back to that bus."

The strange ghost master had an urgent desire to leave here.

This thought was normal, and the others didn't object and seemed very silent.

Sun Xing was also silent. He knew that this group of people would not be able to leave, and he was not worried that this group of people would leave. If they could, they would have left long ago. Why wait until now?
"It's inseparable. No one knows the route of the ghost bus. You have less chance of the ghost bus appearing outside. If you stay in this ancient house and survive the first seven days, you will have a better chance."

Fan Xing shook his head, and after speaking, he looked at where Yang Jian was in the lobby.

Yang Jian was still sitting in the middle of the lobby, with his eyes closed and motionless, like a dead body without breath.

But he is still alive.

Because the cracks on his face are constantly recovering over time.

It is now six o'clock in the afternoon of the next day.

The cracks on Yang Jian's body had healed in sevens and eighties, and the curse effect from the last use of the hatchet was weakening.

And the emergence of this situation also shows that the ghosts dismembered by him in the ancient house are also slowly recovering.

But certainly not as fast as a ghost.

"I can fully recover before twelve o'clock, but the ghost cannot."

Yang Jian looked at the wound that had healed, and estimated in his mind the recovery progress of the ghost in the ancient house.

Today's hard work was worth it.

No matter how he estimates, he can get through the day at twelve o'clock.

After twelve o'clock, the ancient house entered its third day.

The third day is the funeral.

So as long as you do what you need to do on the third day, everything will be fine.

"That Zhou Deng should be dead."

Yang Jian thought to himself: "Since he didn't show up in the ancient house, and Li Yang outside didn't meet him, he was probably attacked by a ghost and died in an unknown place."

"It doesn't matter if he's dead, but if this troublemaker is by his side, something will happen again sooner or later."

"Yang Jian, don't you want to eat something?"

At this time, Yang Xiaohua came over. She looked haggard, her eyes were bloodshot, and she came over with water and some compressed biscuits.

"Food and water are enough for us for seven days."

Yang Jian just took a bottle of water and drank it all in one gulp: "Because it's safe now, hurry up and rest more, your physical strength will not be able to withstand the funeral tomorrow."

"I know, but I can't sleep, I seem to have insomnia, it's not enough, it's a trivial matter, if I can go back alive this time, everything is worth it."

Yang Xiaohua shook her head, feeling that something was wrong with her mental state, but she still longed to leave this ancient house alive.

If it weren't for this strong desire to survive, she would have collapsed and committed suicide long ago.

The experience was nothing short of torture.

"Whether you can survive the first seven days or not depends on the next three days. According to the current situation, whether it is the encoffining on the first day, the vigil on the second day, or the funeral report on the third day, there is no risk of direct contact with the ghosts. The reason why we got to this point is because we did something wrong and disrupted the balance in the old house."

Yang Jian said: "If we had acted according to the calculated results in the first three days, no one would have died."

Yang Xiaohua nodded, and she suddenly said: "Yang Jian, have you ever thought about giving up this mission of delivering the letter and leaving the ancient house early, you have a way to leave, right?"

"Leaving is tantamount to giving up this mission of delivering the letter, and failure of the mission also means death for you, so it doesn't make any sense."

Yang Jian glanced at her, knowing that at this moment everyone was thinking of retreating.

After all, it's only the second day.

There are still five days left.

Everyone understands that seven days cannot last, unless a miracle happens.

Rather than dying here, it would be better to spend a few days of relaxed life after leaving here and then commit suicide. At least the death would not be so painful and hopeless.

"I'm just asking."

Yang Xiaohua said.

Yang Jiandao: "The task of delivering the letter has been completed. You can burn the letter paper and return to the post office. I'm not sure that the letter paper in this place will make the way to the ghost post office appear, but I have also made preparations. As long as I can live until then and leave No problem."

He usually seldom speaks.

But now, he also talked more.

Perhaps, this is a way to relieve stress and avoid tension.

Everyone chatted, rested, and repeated several rounds.

Time passed quickly.

night.

Twelve o'clock came.

The second day's vigil is officially over, and now it's the third day's mourning.

As soon as the third day arrives.

There was no abnormality in the ancient village, and everything was so peaceful.

"Yang Jian, the third day is here, what are you going to do?"

Fan Xing came over from the back hall and asked.

Daqiang's face was ashen and lifeless, and he said: "According to the rules of reporting funerals, all of us need to leave the old house today, right, if we don't leave, there may be other dangers.",

"It is speculated that this is the case, but I am not sure, but this matter cannot be tried with one's life."

Yang Jian stood up from the ground.

He moved his body.

Fragmented bodies have been restored.

The curse of the hatchet has survived, and at the same time, his ghost eye restart can continue to be used in the new day.

"What if night watchmen are needed here too? I have to go to the back hall to see the situation to be sure."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he returned to the back hall and came to the red coffin.

now.

The red coffin was still placed there quietly, without any abnormality.

The two sticks of incense, one long and one short, in the censer in front of the coffin did not continue to burn at the moment, and seemed to have extinguished themselves since the balance of the vigil failed the next day.

"Captain, I think the person who reported the funeral on the third day should have left this ancient house."

At this time, Li Yang suddenly appeared at the back door holding a white lantern.

He is alone.

But the pale light emanating from the lantern reflected a few strange figures nearby.

ghost.

I have been following him from beginning to end, but I just haven't shown it.

"Well, I trust your judgment."

Yang Jian did not reject Li Yang's proposal, because he was also inclined to leave the Guzhai with all his staff in his heart, but he was still a little uneasy.

Li Yang has been walking around with the lantern for so long and is fine, so he can basically be sure that it is safe outside.

But he was worried that if there were any supernatural phenomena in the ancient house, then the coffin might not be able to be kept.

"I probably entered into a misunderstanding. The task of sending the letter is to say that after seven days, there will be a person who receives the letter. The target does not have to be the old man in the coffin, and it doesn't matter even if it is this old man. As long as he can live to the first seven days, the old man's It doesn't matter what the body becomes."

Yang Jian thought for a while, and finally motioned for everyone to follow.

Everyone was already ready, and now that Yang Jian had agreed, everyone left the ancient house immediately.

Sun Xing and others were also in this list. Although they didn't do much in the ancient house, due to his strong strength, no one dared to say anything.

Even Yang Jian acquiesced, and the others naturally had no other ideas.

"As long as you are near this white lantern, you will not be attacked by ghosts. Although there are some supernatural phenomena around, there is no need to worry too much."

Li Yang greeted the crowd with a lantern.

soon.

All together.

"Captain, you should get this lantern."

Li Yang said.

Yang Jian was not polite, nodded, took the lantern and walked in front.

After getting through the out-of-control vigil on the second day and reporting the funeral on the third day, the wrong date was completely corrected.

Yang Jian walked around the ancient house with a pale lantern, Fan Xing, Li Yang, Lao Ying and others followed behind. Although the whole journey was silent, everyone was safe so far and did not see any supernatural phenomena occur.

There is no one in the old house right now.

As for what will happen inside, Yang Jian no longer has the time to care about it.

It is impossible for him to guard the old man's body and wait for death. How to live to the first seven is the most important thing.

"There is still the task of the ghost chef waiting for me to complete."

Suddenly.

Yang Jian touched the old key on his body.

He intends to open that door after today.

Find out what's in that room.

Although it is possible to take risks, if he doesn't do it again, he is afraid that he will never have the opportunity to open that room in the future, because the place is getting more and more dangerous every day, and Yang Jian doesn't want to open that room at the most dangerous time.

Because there may also be dangers in the room.

Yang Jian couldn't bear two risks at the same time.

"The way to report the funeral on the third day is indeed safe. It looks dangerous, but in fact the ghosts will not attack us."

Fan Xing looked around, and he saw many strange and frightening supernatural phenomena appearing around him.

But so far no danger has come.

"We should really think about the fourth day in advance. If the third day is to report a funeral, I personally think that the fourth day may be a condolence."

"After the funeral is reported, according to the custom, everyone who receives the notice must attend the funeral, and the first thing at the funeral is to express condolences?"

Condolences?
Eagle's expression changed slightly: "The possibility is indeed very high, but if we mourn on the fourth day, how can we avoid the danger? In other words, what should we do on the day of mourning?"

Da Qiang on the side said: "When expressing condolences, don't forget that family members need to cry. Maybe crying is the key to survival."

"But on the first day, that weird cry had already appeared."

Fan Xing said.

"Maybe it is necessary to wear sackcloth and filial piety. Family members need to wear sackcloth and filial piety while expressing condolences. I think this is the key to survival."

The other strange ghost master added.

The eagle said: "It's not realistic, because there are no mourning clothes for us in the old house, and we can't know in advance that there are old people who die in the old house, so we need to wear mourning clothes. If this is the case, then the method of living in mourning clothes should not be correct. , Of course, I have not ruled out this possibility."

"If it's not mourning or mourning, then the fourth day will be difficult."

Fan Xing frowned and thought.

Sun Xing watched the group of people discussing quietly. Before he spoke, the group of people behind him were silent, and no one spoke.

After Liu Chen and Wang Ye looked at each other, they still chose to remain silent.

They could see that no matter what happened here, Sun Xing hadn't panicked at all from the beginning to the end, and even any danger had not swept over them. It seemed that they were confident and had already arranged everything, so they naturally wouldn't talk too much.

Only Xiong Wenwen didn't know it, and joined Yang Jian and others' discussions from time to time.

Others are also thinking at this moment, hoping to find a way to survive the fourth day.

And the clue to survival has something to do with the funeral, and everything revolves around the corpse of the old man in the red coffin.

If you guess right, you can live.

Once you guess wrong.

Then the balance of the ancient house is broken, and the ghosts will start killing people.

Yesterday's loss has been eaten.

"What the hell is the fourth day?" (End of this chapter)