Mysterious resurgence

In a dark cemetery.

Yang Jian, Sun Rui, Li Yang, Russell Yi and Lin Luomei walked on the dirt road, gradually walking towards the depths of the cemetery. Behind them were six or seven members of the supernatural forum, as well as the ones just now. The pair of Liu Yuan's children.

A full dozen people.

The number of people is quite large.

Moreover, there are as many as five ghost masters. This kind of strength can be regarded as a top team in any supernatural event.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Jian had the confidence to act.

Although there are many ordinary people mixed in, these people are just dispensable. If something happens, it is impossible for anyone to try their best to save an ordinary person.

They followed and could not affect the actions of Yang Jian and others.

"Increasing the number of people in the team can reduce the probability of being attacked by ghosts. Russell, it seems that the incident at Caesars Hotel last time scared you out of the shadows."

Yang Jian was walking in front. He took a glance and roughly guessed why Russell allowed two ordinary people to follow the team just now.

This guy has also learned bad things. He would not have done such a thing before.

Sure enough, time will change a person.

Russell said: "If they stay there, they will also be attacked by ghosts. It will be safer to follow us. As for the large number of people, it can reduce the frequency of ghost attacks. Isn't this a normal way to survive? People will always die. Why not make the dead more meaningful."

"If they are really targeted by ghosts, it will be the same whether they are in the team or not. On the contrary, we can also share the probability of being attacked by ghosts with them."

"So we are just mutually beneficial. No one is taking advantage of the other. Yang Jian, you have become a lot kinder after not seeing each other for a while."

He didn't expect that people like Yang Jian would care about the lives and deaths of ordinary people.

Yang Jian said with a cold face: "I never advocate ordinary people to participate in supernatural events. If ordinary people really encounter such things, they have a greater chance of finding a place to hide and survive. They can just walk around and run around with ordinary people." Depending on the quality of people, the probability of something happening is very high.”

"But you didn't refuse, right?" Russell forced out a smile.

Yang Jian said: "That's because I'm too lazy to care about other people's lives. I'm an adult and have to be responsible for the choices I make. If I make a mistake, I deserve to die. By the way, if I survive, I don't need to go." Thank you for your life-saving grace. I have solved so many supernatural incidents. I don’t even know how many people I have saved. I have never asked others to thank me.”

"Because I'm not here to save people or solve supernatural incidents."

"You are really cold, Yang Jian."

Russell sighed with emotion: "This is what I have always admired about you. You are not bound by some rules and regulations, you are real and not hypocritical."

After he experienced some things, he realized how special a person with Yang Jian's personality was. Of course, his personality was not important. What was important was that Yang Jian had grown to such a point that he could compete with his boss Ye Zhen. Comparable.

"Let's stop gossiping. There are more and more old graves here." Sun Rui interrupted the conversation between the two of them. He stabbed his cane very solemnly at a grave mound blocking the road in front of him.

The soil of the grave was very soft, and the walking stick sank in easily.

"Tell me, what are the things buried in these graves?"

Yang Jian looked at it and said, "It's best to put away this curiosity. This place is very unusual. I think it is completely different from the supernatural events I encountered before. There is no similarity at all. Although nothing has happened now, But the danger must exist, after all, Mrs. Liu’s body has disappeared.”

"It's a signal, a potential red flag."

There are graves everywhere, and every grave is inaccessible to ghost eyes.

In this way, Yang Jian could not confirm whether there was any danger in the tomb, but even if he guessed that there was something going on in the tomb, he did not dare to dig up a tomb directly to investigate.

The only one who dared to dig up was grave No. 78.

After all, he wanted to send the letter there. In addition, he also wanted to see what kind of existence the ghost post office was delivering the letter to.

"I really want to leave this ghost place as soon as possible." Sun Rui said solemnly.

The grave mounds all over the place, when you look up, seem to have no boundaries, one extending into the dim world in the distance.

What was originally a good Fushou Garden has suddenly become like this. Even a ghost invasion is a bit too exaggerated.

How long has it been? It's like a different world.

Can that red letter really be sent safely?

Sun Rui felt strong uneasiness in his heart. He felt that what Yang Jian said was right. What happened here was indeed completely different from the supernatural events in the past.

Which supernatural event would have so many grave mounds?

Bypassing the tomb blocking the road in front of me.

Yang Jian continued to move forward. He glanced at the tombstones in front of the tombs and recognized the numbers on them.

He found that some graves did not have tombstones, and only individual graves had tombstones with numbers engraved on them. He did not know what caused this difference, but it made his search more difficult.

Fortunately, these tombs have some rules.

If the place I just came from was twenty-one, then it has become thirty-two or thirty-three now.

The numbers are getting bigger.

This shows that the general direction is correct, but the distribution of the tombs is scattered, and the tomb No. 78 is deeper than imagined.

Just as everyone moved on.

A strange scene appeared on the tomb that was blocking the road just now. There was a hole dug by Sun Rui with his stick, and blood was seeping out of it. The blood was not absorbed by the soil, but seemed to be rejected. It seemed to be dying, and gradually flowed out, gradually dyeing the path that everyone walked through red.

And as the blood flowed out, the originally high tomb mound began to collapse little by little, and kept getting shorter, as if something supporting the tomb mound was disappearing little by little.

No one saw or noticed such a scene.

Weird changes always appear unexpectedly.

As we continue deeper into this cemetery.

Weirder and weirder things happened.

A member of the supernatural forum suddenly pointed not far away and said, "Look, that tomb is different."

Everyone looked.

Sure enough, I saw about ten meters apart, tombstones standing there alone. What was strange was that the grave mound behind the tombstones had actually cracked.

Yes, you read that right.

The tomb mound split in half from the middle and collapsed on the left and right sides. There was neither a coffin nor a dead person inside. It was empty and strange.

An empty, cracked tomb?

"The tomb was cracked from the inside out, and something came out." Yang Jian's eyes darkened and he noticed some details.

"Isn't it?" The expressions of the others suddenly changed.

Yang Jian said: "It's roughly correct, but the tomb is quite old, and judging from the signs of cracking, it shouldn't have happened recently. It has been at least several months, so even if something came out of the tomb, It’s impossible to appear here, and he has probably left this cemetery.”

Even so, his words made people feel inexplicably creepy.

"Captain Yang, if we say this, there are so many graves here, will it be possible that a few of them just happened to crack today?" Li Yang said in a suppressed voice.

"It's very possible." Yang Jian said solemnly.

Russell said, "Stop talking. If you say that again, I'll want to turn around and leave."

"You can't get out of this ghost land." On the side, Lin Luomei said in a voice while typing.

"Don't show off, I'm just expressing my opinion." Russell complained.

Yang Jian continued to walk forward, and he gradually became silent, no longer talking, but focused on his surroundings.

In this environment, he wouldn't even feel strange if a ghost appeared.

The only good thing now is that no one has died in the team, which means that none of the dozen or so of them have been targeted by evil spirits along the way, so so far, everyone is still in a relatively safe moment.

but

Yang Jian noticed the change in the number on the tombstone: 85.

We have reached the range of Tombstone No. 45, not far from the location of Destination No. 78. If nothing goes wrong, we can reach the destination in about ten minutes. If we run, the time can be shortened.

However, he suddenly stopped when he walked not far forward.

Next to the road ahead, a short new tomb stands like a small mound without a tombstone.

But outside the mound, a dead man's arm covered in mud stretched out, stuck on the grave like a dead branch, stiff and twisted.

"They were the people who attended the funeral before. Because of Russell Yi's threats, those people fled. Now they are involved in the supernatural incident and died here." Yang Jian squinted slightly and looked at the tomb. arms.

The skin color of this arm was obviously that of a recently deceased person, and there was a precious watch on the wrist of that arm.

The hands on the watch are still moving.

When Li Yang, Sun Rui, and Russell saw this scene, their expressions changed suddenly.

"The ghost started killing people?"

This thought came to everyone's mind, and an unpleasant feeling replaced the previous uneasiness.

I hurriedly looked around, but I didn't see anything, no people, no ghosts, just a grave mound.

"Do we still want to move forward? Someone is already dead, Captain Yang." Sun Rui asked.

The short grave with one arm exposed in front of me is simply like a warning sign, warning a group of people not to go deeper. If they continue to go deeper, the person buried in the grave may not be that person, but themselves. .

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and was about to speak, but he suddenly waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

In the silent cemetery, a strange voice came out of nowhere.

Ding, ding ding.

It made a sound like someone was hitting the tombstone with a chisel.

And the sound gradually became clearer and very close.

It seems to be not far ahead.

However, the view was blocked by the tomb, making it impossible to see clearly.