Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

"The matter has come to this point, we can only sew and mend it, otherwise there will be holes everywhere."

As Yang Jian said, he handed the white lantern in his hand to Li Yang, and strode into the back hall.

Everything is safe.

Because it is now the third day, the ghosts that appeared during the vigil on the second day no longer appeared, and the remaining danger came from outside the old house.

But as long as the white lantern is not lost, everyone is safe.

Yang Jian's return journey was safe.

He took away the remaining two sticks of incense, and then led everyone back the same way, returning to the open space in the old forest again.

Two sticks of incense were placed on the head of an old grave, and then two bowls of white rice in front of the tombstone were taken away.

Everyone was worried and even observed for half an hour.

Because if something happens, they put things back right away.

"It seems that the judgment is accurate. Three sticks of incense is exchanged for a bowl of rice. This is a deal with the dead. The arrangement of the ancient house seems to have deep meaning, not just a simple loss."

Yang Jian stared at the tombstones and said, "Let's go, let's go to other places for the rest of the time."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

On the way, Daqiang suddenly asked: "What if the incense runs out during the night watch the next day?"

"Then we won't be able to exchange for white rice, and if we burn out a stick of incense, we will lose a bowl of rice. The incense can protect us, but that's overdrawing our security for the fifth day."

Yang Jian said.

Fan Xing said: "So, Zhou Deng helped us indirectly? If he didn't disrupt the layout and report the funeral in advance, causing the old house to lose its balance and make the incense go out, otherwise we wouldn't be able to keep the remaining two. Stick incense."

"But he also caused trouble. If I didn't hold back the ghost in the lobby the next day, you would all die."

Yang Jian said coldly.

"Excluding Zhou Deng, the danger this time did let us know a lot of information and intelligence, so we won't be as ignorant as the first day, and we don't know how to die in the end."

The eagle said: "But it is true that if there is no Yang Jian the next day, we will die in the back hall, so we must think more clearly about the next action."

"Now that I have taken away three bowls of white rice, I have everything for the ghost feast on the fifth day, so how can I survive tomorrow, which is the fourth day of condolences?"

Daqiang asked.

"This needs to be discussed."

Eagle said.

Everyone's heart is still heavy.

Because it is getting closer and closer to the first seven, the dangers encountered later will definitely exceed those of the previous few days, and even the most dangerous mission of sending letters will come as soon as the first seven arrives.

And now everyone still doesn't know who this letter is for, they only know that the sender will definitely appear in the ancient house.

At that time, the extra person, or a ghost, must be the recipient of the letter.

"It's still early, don't waste time circling around the old house, go to the old forest in front."

Yang Jian said: "Take advantage of this time to figure out all the situations here."

The crowd took it for granted.

They walked around to the gate of the ancient house, and then walked into the small old forest along a path.

The route is still the same as when we came, without any changes.

Yang Jian walked ahead with a white lantern in his hand. He was observing the old forest, feeling a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

It seems that this old forest is very dangerous.

But he looked around, but he didn't see any danger.

"After leaving the old house, the suppression of ghost eyes disappeared."

At this moment, Yang Jian used his ghost eyes to peek around.

The change in Lao Lin had no effect on him.

soon.

Everyone came to the end of this old forest.

It is a modern asphalt road, which looks out of place with the old houses before, but the road has no end in sight, and the distance is hazy, everything seems to be shrouded in mist. It seems that the world is only so big and cannot be expanded any further.

"The bus is leaving."

Fan Xing looked at the previous position.

The ghost bus had disappeared long ago, and there were only some bloodstains and some ordinary personal items left on the ground. It seemed that these things could prove that a group of people got off the bus here before and encountered a dangerous situation.

"Bodies are gone."

Eagle said, "And"

"And what?"

Li Yang asked.

The eagle said: "It's nothing, I just feel that there seem to be a few more trees on the side of the road. When I got off the car before, there seemed to be no such trees. It may be an illusion. I was thinking too much."

"If you find nothing, go back."

Yang Jian said, "You can't wait for the bus here."

Everyone just wanted to return.

At this time, Yang Xiaohua suddenly stopped, her face froze: "Yang Jian, wait a minute, I, I seem to have stepped on something."

"Ok?"

Yang Jian looked at Yang Xiaohua's feet.

Yang Xiaohua was wearing a pair of running shoes, but the place where she was standing was slightly raised, as if there was something.

After carefully moving his foot away, he found that what he was stepping on was actually a pale palm.

"A dead hand?"

The eagle subconsciously became alert.

Yang Jian then handed the lantern to Li Yang, walked over and gestured for it.

Yang Xiaohua nodded, jumped away immediately, and then hid to the side.

Yang Jian poked that hand with the cracked spear.

There was no reaction, and there were no corpse spots on the hands, and there were no signs of decay. Although the color was paler, it was still fresh.

If it is a dead body, it must be the one that died not long ago.

He looked in the direction of that arm and found that the palm was extending from the direction of Lao Lin next to him.

"It must be the ghost master who died here before."

Yang Jian arrived, then squatted down, he stretched out his black ghost hand and directly grabbed the cold arm.

Reach out and pull.

A dead body was pulled out from the soil beside him.

This dead body is somewhat familiar.

But what makes people feel weird is that there is a piece of yellow paper on the face of the dead body.

The yellow paper is so big that it almost covers the entire face, but it is incomplete and cannot completely cover the face.

"It's Zhou Deng."

Fan Xing immediately exclaimed.

He knows Zhou Deng, he and Zhou Deng have already greeted each other on the bus, both of them are ghost masters who belong to the headquarters, so they are familiar with each other, even now Zhou Deng is covered with yellow paper on his face , he can still tell at a glance.

"Clothing and build are indeed Zhou Deng, he is dead."

Yang Jian confirmed that Zhou Deng's body was cold. Although it was not stiff, it was indeed lifeless.

"Wandering around, it's not bad, and it's normal to die."

Daqiang took a sip: "You have to throw this guy's body far away, so as not to get bad luck on you."

The eagle said: "In fact, he doesn't know what will happen to the ancient house. He is also trying to survive, but he chose the wrong method."

He didn't hate Zhou Deng, because he didn't want to harm anyone in the past, he just liked to wander around by himself.

And in the end, when Zhou Deng disappeared, he took the initiative to lure the ghost away with a lantern, which did not add trouble to everyone.

"People are dead, so it doesn't matter."

Yang Jian said: "How could he die here? I remember he was holding a lantern in his hand before he left. According to the current situation, as long as the lantern is in his hand, he will not be attacked by ghosts."

"Who knows? Anything can happen in this place."

Li Yang shook his head.

Yang Jian didn't speak, just looked at the yellow paper covering Zhou Deng's face, thought for a while, then stretched out his black ghost hand and tore off the yellow paper.

Although the yellow paper sticks tightly to the face, it doesn't stick tightly and can be torn off easily.

The yellow paper is torn off.

A strange face was revealed, which was not Zhou Deng's at all.

But the next moment, Zhou Deng suddenly opened his eyes, then opened his mouth, gasping for air, as if he was about to suffocate.

Everyone was startled, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Yang Jian was holding a cracked spear in his hand, and the long coffin was nailed to Zhou Deng's forehead and was about to fall.

"Wait, wait a minute."

Zhou Deng hastily stretched out his hand.

The coffin nail stopped in front of Zhou Deng's forehead.

A second later, Yang Jian would penetrate his head and nail him to the ground.

"Alive?"

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, a little surprised.

"I'm not dead at all, Captain Yang, I'm really doomed if your thing falls."

Zhou Deng hurriedly turned over and sat up. He reached out and tore off a human skin mask on his face, and then returned to his original appearance.

"Not dead? It's okay, I can give you a ride."

Yang Jian said.

"Everyone in Team Yang is a colleague, why are you so heartless? I shouldn't have anything to offend Team Yang, right?"

Zhou Deng's eyelids twitched.

Fan Xing scolded: "How dare you say that you have nothing to offend Team Yang? You guys almost killed all of us. If you weren't walking around with white lanterns, how could the ancient house lose its balance? , we were almost wiped out yesterday, look at the only ones left who are dead now."

Zhou Deng looked at the others.

It was found that the number of people was indeed pitifully small, almost [-]% less than the number of people on the first day.

"I almost died too. If I wanted to kill you, how could I kill myself?"

Zhou Deng patted the dust and stood up.

Yang Jian looked at him coldly.

This guy was indeed unintentional, otherwise he wouldn't be buried here, there must have been an accident on the way.

"Tell me, what's going on with you?"

Yang Jian said.

Zhou Deng said: "This is not a place to talk now, let's leave this forest first."

"Where's your lantern?"

asked the eagle.

"Snatched away."

Zhou Deng said this with a somewhat frightened expression.

Unexpectedly, after turning around, the danger was not encountered. Instead, Zhou Deng was found in the old forest, who was almost buried in the soil, and Zhou Deng was not dead, but still alive. It seemed that he had used some special method to save his life. life.

But he also paid a price.

Zhou Deng, who has always liked to squeeze wool, lost a white lantern.

Obviously he has experienced very dangerous things, otherwise, with his character, how could he be willing to give up what he got.

But Zhou Deng had lingering fears about this place, so he didn't stay here any longer, but urged everyone to leave quickly and return to the old house.

Although everyone was puzzled, they did not object.

After all, Zhou Deng has been hanging around here for so long, so he must know more about the situation than they do.

"An exhortation is also an exhortation in vain."

Standing in the line, Sun Xing watched Zhou Deng, who was not recognized, hide behind his line at some point.

This guy really gave him a headache.

This was the case after he had warned him several times. If he hadn't told him, he might have made a bigger mess than he did now.

soon.

Everyone turned back to the gate of the ancient house.

At this time Zhou Deng was slightly relieved.

"You are very afraid of that old forest."

Seeing him like this, Yang Jian roughly guessed something.

"You can also see that there is something wrong with that old forest, right?"

Zhou Deng said.

Yang Jiandao: "I didn't see it. My intuition told me that that place was very dangerous, so I wouldn't be so stupid as to go deep into that old forest. Even if I was curious, I would restrain myself from thinking about dying." , you won’t tell me that you have entered that old forest, right?”

The others looked at Zhou Deng.

It seems that Yang Jian's guess is correct, he has probably entered the old forest, otherwise how could the corpse appear there.

"That's not a normal old forest, it's a ghost forest."

Zhou Deng said seriously, with a bit of fear on his face.

ghost forest?

Everyone's heart froze.

Yang Jian asked: "Why, are there any ghosts in that old forest?"

Zhou Deng shook his head and smiled wryly, "It's not just that there are ghosts, there are too many of them. I'm out of my mind to enter the woods with a lantern. It was much bigger when it arrived, it seemed to be endless, and I was lost in it for a long time."

"The forest is indeed not big. It is the supernatural power that has affected your senses, making it impossible for you to go out. This is a correct phenomenon in supernatural events."

Yang Jian said.

"I know that the whole old forest is a ghost land, but after I go in, it's too late to go back." Zhou Deng said with lingering fear.

Sun Xing's eyes flickered, looking at Zhou Deng, his eyes were full of disbelief.

This guy is really lucky.

Holding a lantern in the old forest is equivalent to guiding the ghost, but this guy still survived.

Is this what fools are blessed with?

"Have you been hunted down by a ghost?"

Fan Xing asked.

Zhou Deng nodded: "It's almost the same thing, and there are so many that it makes people's scalp tingle. Of course, I'm not sure if all of them are ghosts, or just the products of supernatural beings. You know, some ghosts There was only one for a long time ago, but it can form many supernatural beings, just like the starving ghost incident that you experienced in Team Yang."

"A ghost can form a desperately large number of supernatural beings."

"So how did you survive?"

Yang Jian was more concerned about this.

"Based on the idea of ​​joining if I can't beat it, I put on a human skin mask, and I also became a ghost in it. Sure enough, the ghost didn't attack me."

"You Old Six" (end of this chapter)