Chapter 972 Condolence Day

Under the dim sky.

Next to the strange ancient house, there were sparse sounds. Everyone was digging under the soil with lanterns, along a strange black tree, and it seemed that they had been digging for a while.

A pit gradually appeared in front of me.

The soil in the pit is also black, revealing a rotten smell, like it is formed by rotting and deteriorating after some blood is mixed.

This kind of soil is a bit familiar among poplars, like the tomb soil of Fushou Garden, Dahai City.

It is a mixture of mud and flesh, not as simple as ordinary soil.

The soil was very loose and everyone could easily dig it out with the simplest tools. When they dug down about one meter away, a twisted outline of the corpse appeared. The corpse was rotten and smelly, and it was wrapped in tree roots, as if the tree had grown up from the nourishment of the corpse.

The corpse is weird, and the tree grows very weird.

The corpse in black clothes, no.Zhou Deng glanced at it and immediately shook his head.

Fill the soil back.Yang Jian said.

The others felt very disappointed and could only continue to be busy again and fill in the dirt that they had finally dug out.

This process can only be manually done.

Because this old forest has supernatural power, Yang Jian’s ghost realm cannot be affected. Otherwise, he could use his ghost eyes to peek at the situation under the soil, and even directly transfer the corpse.

it is a pity.

He can't do it.

Of course, others can't do it, so they can only use the clumsy and least efficient method to dig one tree after another.

No one knows what he can find and what he can find, and he has no idea.

Due to the white lanterns, everyone could not separate too far. At most, they could only ensure that two trees were excavated at the same time. If they were farther away, they would be worried that they would be attacked by nearby ghosts.

Although it is safe now, everyone has not forgotten that the evil ghost is just wandering around.

There is here.Suddenly, Li Yang next to him said.

They are digging another tree.

Half of the corners of the white clothes were exposed under the soil. Although it was covered with filth, it could still be clearly distinguished.

But the clothes were very damaged and rotted and made holes, as if they were about to oxidize and break at any time. No one knew how long the clothes under the old tree had been buried.

It's really the same as Zhou Deng said, with white clothes.Fan Xing looked at it and said in surprise.

He didn't believe it before, but now the evidence is in front of him, so he has to believe it.

Continue to dig up the next dirt.

Only then did everyone see clearly what was under the soil.

A rotten and black corpse, without flesh and blood, only the skeleton is left. It is hard to tell whether it is a man or a woman. She is not wearing white clothes, but a piece of white cloth, like a shroud. However, the white shroud has rotted a lot at the moment, or something has changed after it is buried.

The body actually came out of the shroud.

Yang Jian immediately stretched out his cracked spear and picked up the white shroud with coffin nails.

Very smooth, no abnormalities or changes.

Take it out, a piece of ragged white shroud?Zhou Deng looked at it and recognized it at a glance, looking very experienced.

Yang Jian reached out and took it off, shook it gently, shook the soil, and a piece of ragged white cloth appeared.

It's like a tablecloth, not like a shroud.The eagle glanced at it and said: Look, this cloth is square, very similar to a table.

Is this thing really useful?It's hard to believe.Li Yang became a little suspicious.

Yang Jian said, "Who knows, let's continue looking for it first. We are quite large, and it's still a bit difficult to find enough mourning clothes for each of us to use in the remaining time.

If you are prepared for any trouble, look for it first.Fan Xing nodded.

Everyone started to act again and kept digging along the old tree next to the ancient house.

The probability of white mourning clothes is really not high.

It was even a little small. During the excavation, people found many strange corpses. Some of them were highly decayed, some were only bones left, and some were strange and terrifying, and they were still fresh. The skin was pale and blood-colored, and it was not even stiff.

However, when you dig up such a corpse, you will stop and immediately bury it, and you will not dare to continue to do anything randomly.

The trees here seem to have a history of at least decades. After so many years, the corpse has not yet rotted and remains fresh. The reason can be imagined. It is probably not a corpse, but a sleeping evil spirit. If the evil spirit wakes up, what kind of danger will happen.

In addition, they also dug up some incomplete things.

For example, half a dead head, the head was wide open when digging the soil, gray and dull, and there was no sign of rot.

There are even two corpses buried in the pits. The two corpses are highly decayed, but the corpses are connected to each other, like a conjoined baby. However, it is not the body shape of a baby, but the body shape of an adult. The conjoined corpse has a strange and ferocious appearance, while the other corpse is distorted in pain.

It seemed as if a ghost was invading the body of a living person.

Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately buried the soil and continued to excavate.

As time passed little by little, everyone began to feel a little anxious because there was not enough mourning clothes in their hands, far from enough.

Yang Jian, Li Yang, Daqiang, Eagle, Yang Xiaohua, Fan Xing, Zhou Deng, and a strange ghost driver. The total number of people is eight. You have to find at least eight mourning clothes to successfully cope with tomorrow's condolences.

If there is no way to get all the mourning clothes at twelve o'clock, then there will definitely be people facing danger because of the lack of this thing.

I only found three items, and there is still an hour left. I am afraid it will be difficult to continue like this.The eagle frowned and looked at Yang Jian.

This is a hidden danger.

Once you don’t do it well, you will have a fight due to uneven distribution of the spoils. Even if you don’t take action, there will be many conflicts later.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, and his ghost eye turned restlessly: Continue to dig, find as much as you can, and the rest depends on the situation.

Everyone said nothing at this moment and continued to work.

At 11:30, luck seemed to have come back a little, and everyone dug up another mourning suit, but I don’t know if that was the case, because the white mourning suit was wrapped with a dead baby. The dead baby seemed to have not yet formed, connected to the umbilical cord, and seemed to have just taken it out of the belly.

But what is terrifying is that the strange baby's belly is still undulating, as if he is breathing, and as if he is sleeping.

Yang Jian looked at it, pondered for a while, and took the mourning clothes away, because there were only four of them in his hand, which was still not enough. Although the unformed baby looked terrifying and was even in a better state than other corpses, he had no choice but to take care of whether he would provoke these supernatural things at this critical moment.

If you can't live tomorrow, everything will be useless.

It was already 11:50 pm.

At this time, everyone had already begun to stop because the remaining time was not enough to dig a tree.

So far, it seems that we can only find so many things, but the rest is really helpless. This thing is so tricky. We dug all the way from there, took turns to rest, and took turns to work, basically without interruption for six hours.The eagle was gasping, very tired.

The tools in your hand are not good either, otherwise the efficiency will be faster.

Yang Jian had never rested for a moment. He used ghosts to dig, and the speed was very fast, but no matter how fast it was, it was limited by the range of the white lanterns.

It felt like everything was planned. We held a lantern so we only found four mourning clothes. There were eight people here, and there were two lanterns. If we were carrying two lanterns, we might be able to find eight to meet all our needs.

Zhou Deng said with some thought.

It’s not that you’re blaming you, you’re throwing a lantern. What does it mean to say this now?Fan Xing complained.

What to do now? There are only four items, and half of them have to be unable to get the score. Could it be that the other half of them will die?

As soon as these words came out, the others' expressions changed.

The most uneasy thing is Yang Xiaohua, an ordinary person, and if she wants to eliminate half of them, it will definitely be inevitable.

I don't need it. I have the music box given to me by Yang Jian in my mind, and I may not be killed.The eagle said, and he took the initiative to give up a place.

Because he also knew that the curse of the Music Box would definitely die in a few days, so it was meaningless that he didn't want to argue at this time.

He was much more open after he had no hope of living.

The reason why I am still working so hard is to try to leave here alive and meet my children, and to live a few days of normal life and say goodbye to the world.

Now is not the time to discuss this, the change on the fourth day has begun... Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he looked up slightly in the air.

Wow!Wow!

night.

The wind is blowing.

The cold wind blew the treetops of the old forest, shaking the entire forest, making a whimpering sound, as if something was crying in the woods, very similar to the crying sound that appeared on the first day, but it was more real and clearer, not the feeling of being there or not.

Bang!

The next moment.

A strange old tree was blown by the wind and lost its balance and fell directly to the ground.

Um?

Everyone looked at it and their eyes shrank suddenly.

That tree was the first tree we dug up before...

Not finished speaking.

The second tree has arrived, it was the second tree that everyone dug out.

Immediately afterwards, the third tree, the fourth tree, the fifth tree... One tree after another was blown to the ground by the wind. The old trees were undoubtedly dug up by Yang Jian and the others before, regardless of whether they had any corpses under the tree were moved or not.

When we dug, we clearly didn't move the roots, so we all avoided them carefully.Yang Xiaohua said tremblingly at this moment.

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed: Supernatural imbalance, that's it, it's completely unreasonable. Even if you just dig up the soil and don't touch the body, maybe a certain balance has been broken. The fourth day of condolences are originally very dangerous. According to previous judgment, the ancient house should be more dangerous every day until the arrival of the first seventh.

There are five minutes to twelve o'clock left now.The eagle looked at the time and said immediately.

The trees are still falling, without an exception.

The six previously disappeared pits seemed to be a fatal signal. The danger is being released, even by them.

I can't blame me for this now. Everyone just took action. By the way, I don't want to mourn tomorrow, just treat it as my compensation for everyone. It's always interesting now.At this time, Zhou Deng was afraid of being pointed at by everyone, so he hurriedly took the blame.

He even withdrew from the distribution of mourning clothes.

The withdrawal of him and the Eagle made the others feel a lot more relaxed.

Because the probability of survival is even greater.

Wow AhAh…

Another row of trees fell, and at this time the cry of the baby echoed in the old forest.

When everyone heard this cry, they immediately thought of the strange baby that had not yet formed. The baby was sleeping in the past, but now it seems to be awakened...

The baby woke up, you are familiar with Yang Jian. You have experience in dealing with ghost babies, and it will depend on you at that time.Zhou Deng said immediately.

Yang Jian's eyes sank: Don't waste time, go back to the ancient house. You can't stay outside anymore. The third day of the death toll ends.

Go away quickly.Everyone did not dare to delay and immediately turned around and rushed towards the ancient house.

The cold wind continued to blow on the road.

The pale light emitted by the lantern in Yang Jian's hand was also shaking, as if it was affected, giving people the illusion that it would be extinguished at any time.

Fortunately, everyone was not far from the ancient house, and they also reserved time in advance.

soon.

Everyone entered the ancient house again and came directly to the lobby. This time they had experience, everyone remembered to close the door.

time.Yang Jian asked.

It's eleven fifty-nine.The eagle said.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he immediately began to distribute mourning clothes. He threw one to Li Yang, then one to Daqiang, and the other to Fan Xing.

Although he was very dissatisfied with that guy, he could no longer act impulsively at this critical moment because he was a useful existence.

Then, what about me?Yang Xiaohua's voice was trembling, and she looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian had one in his hand, but he had that thing by default, because no one could compete with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, but just looked at Zhou Deng: As compensation, I took out a piece of yellow paper for her to use, and I will not blame the past for the past.

Zhou Deng's eyes moved. He knew that Yang Jian had another one in his hand, but he didn't ask why Yang Jian didn't take it out and use it. He just nodded: I'm not responsible for any mistakes.

You don't need to be responsible.Yang Jian said.

good.

Zhou Deng took out a piece of yellow paper and walked towards Yang Xiaohua.

The people assigned to mourning clothes began to wear them immediately.

At the same time, it was twelve o'clock.

A cold wind poured into the patio not far from the lobby and instantly invaded the ancient house. The wind made people feel cold all over the body, and even the lantern in Yang Jian's hand suddenly went out at this moment.

The wind blew out the lanterns.

The pale light also disappeared.

Sure enough, this lantern will be useless on the fourth day. Like the previous incense, it is something that saved you from life, but in the next few days, these life-saving effects will disappear.Yang Jian said in his heart.

He had realized this, so he didn't feel sorry.

Skip the lantern aside.

Yang Jian immediately put the mourning clothes on his body.

Bang!Bang!

Sudden.

Two loud noises came, and somebody suddenly pushed open the door of the ancient house, making two loud noises.

Immediately afterwards, they heard the sound of rapid footsteps entering from outside the ancient house.

The ghost is here.

Everyone's faces changed drastically.

Although I knew that the condolences on the fourth day were dangerous, I didn’t expect that they would be so direct.

The ghost forest lost control, and the evil ghost directly invaded the ancient house.

The door couldn't be blocked.

On the first day, the ghost only dared to slap the door, and even if the door was opened, he would not dare to step into it.

It was only the fourth day, but I didn't expect it to be so dangerous.