Mysterious resurgence

here we go again?

The sound of carving tombstones sounded, and everyone took a breath of relief again, and their nerves became tense again.

too fast.

There was no chance for anyone to breathe. A member of the supernatural forum just died. How long had it been? Ten seconds or twenty seconds?

One minute at most.

Ghost attacks followed one after another. Starting from the first death of Russell Yi, this should be the fourth attack.

Yang Jian's face darkened after hearing this voice.

According to his plan, he would end the mission of delivering the message after the third attack and before the fourth attack. However, he did not expect that Tomb No. 78 was not found at all. The tomb seemed to have disappeared and did not exist in this area at all. , otherwise, how could so many people look for it and find nothing.

"The fourth person is going to die, who will it be this time?" Sun Ruijie stood there with a cane, his face looking ugly.

Although he knew that the attack method of ghosts was to carve names on tombstones, he could not withstand such an attack, and even he had no confidence that he could survive such an attack.

"Have you not found Tomb No. 78 yet? If we don't find it yet, if we drag on like this, we might be wiped out here. If you want to survive, search for it quickly. Expand the area and don't surround it. If you go further, you won't die." Sun Rui shouted anxiously and ordered the members of the supernatural forum.

Others were sweating coldly, naturally looking desperately for Tomb No. 78.

But things are just so weird.

There are tombs numbered 70 to 80 here, but the tomb numbered 78 is missing. Expanding the search area is useless, because soon someone found that the tomb in the distance had become more than a hundred.

In other words, if there is Tomb No. 78, it must be in this area, and it will never be too far away.

"Not found, not here."

"I didn't find it either. There was no trace of Tomb No. 78."

"I have found more than a hundred graves, but the grave you mentioned is not the only one."

This is the second time they have reported the situation.

This time the search was even more careful than the first time, and no detail was missed. However, six or seven people spread out to search, but still could not find the tomb.

"Did you really get tricked by that ghost post office? That ghost place shouldn't exist. You must find a way to demolish that building when you go back." Sun Rui's face was gloomy and he was in a bad mood.

"No, there is Tomb No. 78, we just found the wrong one."

At this time, Yang Jian casually threw the arm he was holding aside.

The arm that landed on the soil immediately sank, and was soon buried in the ground and disappeared.

"What should I say?" Sun Rui immediately turned to look at him.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he said: "I was thinking just now. Logically speaking, this letter delivery task is only the task of the courier on the first floor. The purpose of the post office is not to kill people, but to allow the courier to complete the task better. As for the purpose, let's not discuss it yet. Mention, at least it’s impossible to arrange for someone to die when the letter delivery mission comes out.”

"Otherwise it wouldn't make any sense."

"Judging from the current situation, we have to withstand the attack of the evil spirits here and find Tomb No. 78. For example, we have already found it. Counting the time, from finding, to digging a tomb, to delivering the letter, How many people will die during this period? The ghost is already killing the fourth person now."

"But the messenger on the first floor counts the three of us, plus the three people who didn't come before, there are six people in total."

"Six people, each risking their lives to fill in the letter, don't have enough time to complete the task of delivering the letter, so this conflicts with the situation on site."

Li Yang on the side made an estimate in his mind and found that it was indeed the case.

According to this situation, even if all six people died, it would be impossible to successfully deliver the letter.

This is a fatal message delivery mission.

But Yang Jian's analysis is also correct. If it is a mission that requires death, then why bother with it?

Although the supernatural events are strange, there are traces to follow after all, and they are not the kind without rules. Even ghosts killing people have so-called rules.

"So what are your thoughts?" Sun Rui asked hesitantly.

Yang Jian said: "It's very simple. We made a mistake. We looked at the problem from the perspective of ghost controllers and thought that tomb No. 78 was among these old tombs. In fact, it is very likely that it is as the letter said. That way, it will be in the original Fushou Garden, which is the place we just visited."

"The cemetery reserved by Mrs. Liu is the tomb No. 78 we are looking for, and the dead Mrs. Liu is the target of sending the letter."

"We were misled by the supernatural events that happened here. No, it should be the disappearance of Mrs. Liu's body that misled us and made us suspicious."

Sun Rui said: "I understand. For ordinary messengers, if they want to successfully deliver a letter, they must arrange a task that can be completed. The difficulty of sending this letter to Mrs. Liu is within an acceptable range. If it is If you go deep into this ghost land to deliver a message, ordinary people will definitely die."

"So, Tomb No. 78 doesn't exist here at all, so I have to go back to where I was?"

Yang Jian immediately said: "No, the cemetery is not important. The most important thing for us now is to find Mrs. Liu. She is the owner of Cemetery No. 78."

"But in such a big cemetery, where can we find the missing body of Mrs. Liu?" Li Yang said.

Yang Jian didn't know about this issue either.

His ghost realm was affected here and he was unable to find out everything about this cemetery. The missing old lady Liu was an unsolved mystery.

The corpse of a dead old man disappeared here, which itself revealed an unusual weirdness.

"We don't have time. If we continue to search, more people will die. Yang Jian, it's better to withdraw first. We have seven days to deliver the message. There is no need to rush. You can wait until you go back and think clearly before delivering the message."

Listen to the tinkling sound in the silent cemetery.

Sun Rui was under great pressure. He felt like he was out of breath and had heart palpitations. He desperately wanted to leave here.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, but he did not refute him, because his words made sense.

This method of killing people by carving names is too terrifying, even the ghost master can't stop it. It is really dangerous if you continue to stay here.

But now everyone is in a dead situation.

Can't find any clue.

Since I can't deliver the letter or deal with the ghosts here, I can only waste my time here.

"It is indeed necessary to evacuate temporarily." Yang Jian thought about it in his mind and felt that Sun Rui's suggestion at this moment was right.

The risks are outweighed by the benefits. Once you think about it clearly, it’s not too late. There is indeed plenty of time.

Just at this time.

The woman named Liu Xinyue pulled her brother Liu Hao, her face turned pale, and she ran towards this side with a frightened expression, as if running for her life, and ran directly in front of Yang Jian, Sun Rui, and Li Yang.

"I, I just saw my dead grandma over there."

Liu Xinyue resumed action from her fear. She was in a state of shock and didn't know what to do. She could only tell the situation just in the hope of asking for help.

As soon as these words came out.

The three people's attention immediately shifted to her.

"Your grandma? You mean Mrs. Liu, where is she?" Yang Jian immediately asked.

"I, I don't know, just now I saw my grandma standing between the two tombs over there. She saw me and then my grandma disappeared again. I was so frightened just now that I couldn't move, so after I resumed my actions I’ll run over here immediately and tell you, don’t blame me.”

Liu Xinyue's words were a little garbled, with a look of pleading in fear.

I was afraid that a few people would kill me and my brother here if they disagreed.

"Point it out to me. You said Mrs. Liu is between two tombs. There are so many tombs here, how can I know which two tombs she is between." Yang Jian said.

Liu Xinyue pointed in a general direction with fear.

The direction is correct.

But that direction was exactly where the tinkling sound came from.

Not far, not near.

Several people's hearts skipped a beat.

Old lady Liu appeared strangely in front of Liu Xinyue and disappeared in the direction of the ghost.

This thing sounds absolutely horrifying.

Ghost, is that the dead old lady Liu?

The idea came to three people's minds.

"So in the final analysis, we still have to confirm the true identity of the ghost. Maybe we can really find Mrs. Liu by following the voice." Yang Jian said.

Sun Rui said: "It's too dangerous. As soon as the fourth knocking sound stops, I suggest you retreat immediately. If you continue to drag it out, the fifth knocking sound will sound, and one more person will die. If the lottery falls on us, then we will die." It’s over, we can’t afford to gamble.”

"What if the knocking sound here is still ringing after we leave?" Yang Jian said with a focused gaze; "Wouldn't that mean that I have cut off my own way of survival?"

Sun Rui was stunned for a moment and almost forgot about this possibility.

"The knocking sound does not last long. After you find it, the ghost may appear in other places. I have just confirmed that the appearance of ghosts is irregular. Sometimes it is close, sometimes it is far away, and here We can only rely on running, it is very difficult to find the ghost before the killing is completed."

"Maybe I'll keep going in circles here."

Yang Jian didn't want to waste time and immediately said: "Gather the people together and get ready to leave. I'll go look for you and bet on one more person. If I don't find the ghost before the fifth knocking sound ends, I will retreat immediately. If I find the ghost, I will retreat immediately." If the ghost is killed, I will stop the ghost from continuing to kill people, so that when we stay here, we don’t need to bear the risk of being killed at any time.”

"Okay, then it's up to you." Sun Rui nodded in agreement.

He knew that Yang Jian was not willing to give in, and neither was he, but he would still dare to bet on another person, because he was afraid that it would be the most fatal if it was delayed endlessly.

As soon as the words are finished.

Yang Jian rushed out alone without saying a word, heading straight for the direction where the knocking sound came from as fast as he could.

His ghostly shadow was attached to his body, his running speed was a bit inhuman, and his body functions were a bit scary. He jumped over a grave in front of him without losing speed in the process.

He didn't need to worry at this time.

The only thing you gamble with ghosts is time. Before, Yang Jian was still worried about the surrounding situation, but after some confirmation, he can now let go of all actions.

"The knocking sound is a bit long this time. Is the name of the person being targeted more complicated?" Yang Jian chased after him.

This time the ghost carving took longer than the previous two times combined. I don’t know why.

Maybe someone had chosen a very complicated font, so that the ghost had to spend more time carving out the words, which allowed Yang Jian to gain some opportunities.

He knew that there was insufficient time for this operation, but if the situation could be confirmed in advance, it would be of great help to subsequent operations.

"Is it dangerous to go there alone?" Li Yang felt inexplicably worried when he saw Yang Jian leaving.

Sun Rui said: "Don't worry, he will be fine. It's us who should worry. He can leave at any time, but we can't. That's why he took the initiative to take the direction and move separately."

"Ding, ding ding."

The terrible knock still echoed in the silent cemetery.

In front of an old grave, an empty monument was erected. A rusty coffin nail stained with grave soil was held by a stiff, skinny and cold hand, and was struck mechanically. This stone tombstone left a deep mark where the coffin nails were knocked.

The traces twisted and gradually formed a stroke, as if writing a word.

This font is not yet formed, but next to it, there is a character that has been engraved. Although the shape is strange, you can still tell that the character is Yang.

The strange thing is that there are not many strokes in this character, but the carving speed is very slow.

It is much slower than engraving other people's names.

One strike did not leave enough traces on the tombstone, as if the tombstone was too hard to form a font. It required constant tapping and carving to gradually perfect the font.

It seems that there is something strange and inexplicable protecting the owner of this name.

As the ghost lettering continues.

This is the moment.

In Dahan City, Yang Jian was originally staying in a hotel near the Ghost Post Office.

This hotel has been blocked by people arranged by Sun Rui.

One of the rooms was occupied by Yang Jian briefly.

In an inconspicuous corner of this room, a strange porcelain vessel with a twisted human shape sat there.

In a quiet corner, this weird porcelain was cracking silently.

It was as if invisible nails were tapping the porcelain for a moment.

The cracks gradually intensified and were densely covered all over the body of the human-shaped porcelain, as if it would be completely broken at any time. In the middle of the porcelain, there were several cracks that were deeper and more obvious than those in other places.

Between those more obvious cracks and twists formed a font: Yang.

Next to the word "Yang", new cracks intensified and spread, seeming to form another word.

According to this situation.

The moment the next font is formed, this strange porcelain will completely shatter and turn into fragments all over the floor.

Once the ghost porcelain is broken.

The barrier protecting Yang Jian will disappear.

Or maybe.

The existence of this ghost porcelain made it particularly difficult for Yang Jian's name to be carved. A certain tombstone prepared for him was particularly hard, making it difficult for ghosts to carve a name.

Return to the cemetery of Fushouyuan.

Yang Jian chased the ding-ding knocking sound getting closer and closer.

He runs very fast and can catch up to him in no time.

"It hasn't disappeared yet. Who's name is the ghost carving? There are so many strokes?" Yang Jian felt inexplicably uneasy.

This situation reveals something unusual.

Unusual means that some things are beginning to exceed original expectations. This is not a good thing, but a sign of approaching danger.

Damn it, something has changed.

In the supernatural incident, Yang Jian was not afraid of ghosts killing people in a fixed way, but he was afraid that ghosts would make unpredictable changes in the middle, causing the familiar rules to suddenly change, just like the ghosts in the past, and the ghosts starving to death.

Yang Jian did not slow down because of the hesitation in his heart, but was determined to find the ghost and prove his inner suspicion.

soon.

He became a little happy.

Because Yang Jian seemed to be able to take advantage of this special situation to find the ghost before the fourth knock ended.

"found it."

Suddenly.

He climbed up to a large tomb and stood directly on the top of the tomb, looking in the direction of the clanging sound.

There is no obstruction to the view.

The ghost was still there, and the knocking didn't stop.

Yang Jian's eyes instantly shrank and he saw the true source of the knocking sound.

It was a dead man wearing a black burial suit, with a thin and cold face and wrinkles on his face. The brown corpse skin with raised knuckles was close to his fingers. He held a rusty coffin nail and knocked it in front of his eyes. A tombstone without words.

Is this ghost Mrs. Liu?

"How is that possible?" Yang Jian was shocked.

How could a dead old man suddenly turn into a ghost?

He also held a red letter in his hand, ready to send it out.

After a brief moment of shock, Yang Jian decided to complete the task first. It didn't matter whether the thing in front of him was really Mrs. Liu or a real ghost.

But this moment.

The banging stopped.

The fourth person's name is finished.

"not good."

Yang Jian peered with ghostly eyes and was immediately horrified. From this angle, he could vaguely see that the first character of the name was "Yang".

"boom!"

At the same time, the ghost porcelain in the corner of the hotel room in Dahan City exploded suddenly because the cracks on it reached the limit, turning into fragments all over the floor. At the same time, its strange power was gone. , disappeared completely, as if it was offset by some terrible curse.

But it only offsets part of it, not all of it.

"Is this knocking sound directed at me?"

Yang Jian's hair stood on end at this moment, and the soil of the grave beneath his feet softened instantly.

It's like an abyss trying to swallow me up.