An old radio was sent into the back hall by something, not even ten centimeters from the darkness behind him.
But just such a little distance has proved that some terrifying supernatural phenomenon has crossed the boundary and successfully invaded the back hall.
During the night watch, everyone thought that the place where the coffin was placed in the back hall was the safest.
But now, not necessarily.
A creepy word came out on the radio: You, you guys are inside, hey, hey...
You must be here, shark ~!
Hey, hey, I'm here to find you guys now.
Similar words kept coming out of the old radio, like a ghost whispering.
Damn it.
Fan Xing suddenly let out a low roar, like the resentment he swallowed before his death. At this moment, he even changed his appearance, dead, dim, but ferocious and weird.
It seemed as if at this moment, he had turned into a demon.
With this roar, the old radio suddenly cracked.
It seemed as if it had lost the support of the supernatural power, it broke and broke into pieces, and then turned into several pieces, but among the pieces there was only one radio box, which was empty inside, nothing, only a few pieces of black soil, and no electronic components at all.
According to normal circumstances, such a radio is simply a model and it is impossible to hear any signal.
Have you used supernatural power?That low growl was special.Yang Jian glanced at him.
For the first time he saw Fan Xing show his supernatural power.
After roaring, Fan Xing's strange face immediately returned to normal.
Is it useful?Someone next to him whispered.
I don't know, but I feel that if I don't do it, the ghost thing may really be found. I will first cut off the medium and block the curse. Maybe this will have some effect. After all, even a fierce ghost can resist it. We are all ghost masters and will not have no chance of winning.
Fan Xing said this, not only to comfort himself, but also to remind others.
There is nothing wrong with the approach.
Yang Jian also recognized Fan Xing's behavior in his heart. If he continued to let supernatural phenomena appear, he would gradually fall into danger.
There is no problem in doing it now.
However……
The calm had not lasted for a moment, and another old radio slowly emerged in the darkness, still steadily placed on the ground, just like the previous one, and even the appearance did not change.
rustle……
A familiar, yet weird voice appeared again.
And soon, the radio received a signal, the rustling sound disappeared, and the strange words came out again: You... can't live tonight, rustling!
Hearing this.
Many people had cold sweats on their foreheads. At this moment, they felt that they had been targeted by the evil spirit, as if this sentence was about to evolve into reality.
No, is it useless?Fan Xing felt guilty at this moment.
His power cannot cut off the curse.
Will I really die tonight?
Yang Xiaohua's palms were a little white. She grabbed the red balloon tightly, pursing her lips and not speaking.
Everyone felt stressed, as if their heartbeat had slowed down.
If you do it, try it, I'm here.
At this moment, Yang Jian broke the atmosphere of despair. He walked over with a long spear with a cracked hair, reached out to pick up the radio on the ground, and spoke directly to the radio.
After saying that, he threw it casually.
The radio was thrown directly towards the lobby.
But at the moment the radio disappeared, a intermittent word rang again: Are you a human or a ghost?rustle!
The sound disappeared.
The radio was digging into the darkness, but he didn't hear any movement falling to the ground, which was very strange.
Everyone stared at the darkness, shocked and frightened.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Three loud noises suddenly echoed in the back hall.
Everyone was shocked and suddenly came to their senses.
Yang Jian held a long spear with a cracked hair, hitting the ground hard, and then said coldly: Don’t be lucky tonight. Any ghost who dares to invade here will immediately choose to fight. This is the last safe place. Once this place is invaded, all of us will be wiped out here.
All the ghost drivers join forces, dare to touch S-level supernatural events, and even if the dog is forced to jump over the wall, what are you afraid of?
Being cautious does not mean being timid.
Yang Jian didn't want to do anything randomly before, just because the first seventh day was still far away. If he could, he would not do it and preserve his state. At the same time, he was unwilling to fight against the evil spirits in advance, so as not to have no energy to deal with the dangers of the last few days.
But now.
The ghost has already set his sights on it.
When there is no way out, we naturally have to choose to take action.
The ghost behind Yang Jian was shaking.
A shadow covered the ground and extended all the way, covering the aisle leading to the back hall.
He walked forward a few steps with his cracked spear in his hand and stood in the middle of the aisle.
The night watch may not be a vigil for the coffin, but to keep this night so that we will not be killed by the evil spirits, and those who are afraid of death will slip away from the back door. Maybe you still have a little chance of escaping from here.
The others stared at Yang Jian in a daze.
No one expected that at this time, Yang Jian did not go to settle accounts with the supernatural person. Instead, he changed his normalcy and actually chose to fight against the evil spirits here.
Can we hold on to this night?Someone's voice was trembling with a little bit.
Anyone who is more rational knows it.
At present, there are evil ghosts wandering outside the ancient house, and no one knows how many there are.
So what about a ghost driver?
They still died suddenly with a few more supernatural powers. They got off the supernatural bus and were not in good condition.
Do you have any choice?Yang Jian glanced coldly.
You are right, there is no choice, everyone should be prepared to work hard.Fan Xing took a deep breath, put down his many thoughts at this moment, took the initiative to move forward a few steps, and chose to fight desperately.
The ghost-eyed Yang Jian is fighting hard, and they have no choice.
Because once Yang Jian loses, a captain-level ghost controler will recover, and this last safe place will be invaded by evil ghosts.
Since that's the case, let's fight.The ghost driver who had suffered from the radio curse whispered.
Several messengers looked at each other and walked up without saying a word.
A group of people divided into two sides and stared at the aisles on both sides.
If the evil ghosts dare to invade, they dare to take action.
Even if you are exhausted by death, you cannot give in.
Here comes!
A quick step suddenly turned around and ran towards this side.
The sound of the shark radio was still echoing in the darkness ahead, and a vague sentence came: They were there...
This ghost.
It seemed as if guiding other evil spirits to get closer.
The footsteps approached quickly.
The darkness is gradually eroding into the back hall. The two incense sticks in front of the coffin light up sparks, and the fragrance in the air seems to be getting stronger.
The next moment.
A pale human leg suddenly appeared in the darkness.
It was wet and poked out from the darkness, with some dust and weeds on it, as if it had just been salvaged from a well or a pond.
ghost.
It completely crossed that boundary.
Bang!
The eagle fired at this moment, and the old gun made a dull sound.
A hole was torn into the leg, and a small piece of human bone was shot out as a bullet, hitting the pale dead leg.
The evil ghost was attacked, and the dead leg quickly retracted, and then the footsteps in the darkness sounded again and gradually faded away.
It seemed that the ghost was disappearing and leaving.
Repelled?The eagle was also stunned.
He was also surprised.
Because this gun is useless, it can only defeat the evil ghost for a short time, and it cannot let the evil ghost leave.
But the phenomenon just now was clearly the evil ghost was severely injured and had to disappear.
But others didn't know about this situation and looked at the eagle in surprise.
It’s not that the eagle is too powerful, but that this place is very special... Yang Jian looked at the two incense sticks and the bright red coffin.
What can affect the situation here is either the fragrance or the coffin.
It's the problem with that fragrance.
He discovered.A stick of incense burned a little, and a small piece of incense ash fell down.
It seems that some supernatural power has disappeared.
Can you borrow the supernatural powers of those incense sticks when you start here?Yang Jian couldn't help but guess.
But now is not the time to think about this issue.
The darkness has eroded.
Suddenly.
Yang Jian felt something the ghost touched.
A medium is formed.
It was a vague figure wandering in the depths of the darkness, without a specific image, and could only see a vague outline, twisted and deformed, strange and gloomy.
court death.
At this moment, Yang Jian waved the hatchet without hesitation and chopped down at the medium.
Knife cut off.
A shrill scream suddenly came out in the darkness of the lobby, just like the scream before a person died.
But just such a little distance has proved that some terrifying supernatural phenomenon has crossed the boundary and successfully invaded the back hall.
During the night watch, everyone thought that the place where the coffin was placed in the back hall was the safest.
But now, not necessarily.
A creepy word came out on the radio: You, you guys are inside, hey, hey...
You must be here, shark ~!
Hey, hey, I'm here to find you guys now.
Similar words kept coming out of the old radio, like a ghost whispering.
Damn it.
Fan Xing suddenly let out a low roar, like the resentment he swallowed before his death. At this moment, he even changed his appearance, dead, dim, but ferocious and weird.
It seemed as if at this moment, he had turned into a demon.
With this roar, the old radio suddenly cracked.
It seemed as if it had lost the support of the supernatural power, it broke and broke into pieces, and then turned into several pieces, but among the pieces there was only one radio box, which was empty inside, nothing, only a few pieces of black soil, and no electronic components at all.
According to normal circumstances, such a radio is simply a model and it is impossible to hear any signal.
Have you used supernatural power?That low growl was special.Yang Jian glanced at him.
For the first time he saw Fan Xing show his supernatural power.
After roaring, Fan Xing's strange face immediately returned to normal.
Is it useful?Someone next to him whispered.
I don't know, but I feel that if I don't do it, the ghost thing may really be found. I will first cut off the medium and block the curse. Maybe this will have some effect. After all, even a fierce ghost can resist it. We are all ghost masters and will not have no chance of winning.
Fan Xing said this, not only to comfort himself, but also to remind others.
There is nothing wrong with the approach.
Yang Jian also recognized Fan Xing's behavior in his heart. If he continued to let supernatural phenomena appear, he would gradually fall into danger.
There is no problem in doing it now.
However……
The calm had not lasted for a moment, and another old radio slowly emerged in the darkness, still steadily placed on the ground, just like the previous one, and even the appearance did not change.
rustle……
A familiar, yet weird voice appeared again.
And soon, the radio received a signal, the rustling sound disappeared, and the strange words came out again: You... can't live tonight, rustling!
Hearing this.
Many people had cold sweats on their foreheads. At this moment, they felt that they had been targeted by the evil spirit, as if this sentence was about to evolve into reality.
No, is it useless?Fan Xing felt guilty at this moment.
His power cannot cut off the curse.
Will I really die tonight?
Yang Xiaohua's palms were a little white. She grabbed the red balloon tightly, pursing her lips and not speaking.
Everyone felt stressed, as if their heartbeat had slowed down.
If you do it, try it, I'm here.
At this moment, Yang Jian broke the atmosphere of despair. He walked over with a long spear with a cracked hair, reached out to pick up the radio on the ground, and spoke directly to the radio.
After saying that, he threw it casually.
The radio was thrown directly towards the lobby.
But at the moment the radio disappeared, a intermittent word rang again: Are you a human or a ghost?rustle!
The sound disappeared.
The radio was digging into the darkness, but he didn't hear any movement falling to the ground, which was very strange.
Everyone stared at the darkness, shocked and frightened.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Three loud noises suddenly echoed in the back hall.
Everyone was shocked and suddenly came to their senses.
Yang Jian held a long spear with a cracked hair, hitting the ground hard, and then said coldly: Don’t be lucky tonight. Any ghost who dares to invade here will immediately choose to fight. This is the last safe place. Once this place is invaded, all of us will be wiped out here.
All the ghost drivers join forces, dare to touch S-level supernatural events, and even if the dog is forced to jump over the wall, what are you afraid of?
Being cautious does not mean being timid.
Yang Jian didn't want to do anything randomly before, just because the first seventh day was still far away. If he could, he would not do it and preserve his state. At the same time, he was unwilling to fight against the evil spirits in advance, so as not to have no energy to deal with the dangers of the last few days.
But now.
The ghost has already set his sights on it.
When there is no way out, we naturally have to choose to take action.
The ghost behind Yang Jian was shaking.
A shadow covered the ground and extended all the way, covering the aisle leading to the back hall.
He walked forward a few steps with his cracked spear in his hand and stood in the middle of the aisle.
The night watch may not be a vigil for the coffin, but to keep this night so that we will not be killed by the evil spirits, and those who are afraid of death will slip away from the back door. Maybe you still have a little chance of escaping from here.
The others stared at Yang Jian in a daze.
No one expected that at this time, Yang Jian did not go to settle accounts with the supernatural person. Instead, he changed his normalcy and actually chose to fight against the evil spirits here.
Can we hold on to this night?Someone's voice was trembling with a little bit.
Anyone who is more rational knows it.
At present, there are evil ghosts wandering outside the ancient house, and no one knows how many there are.
So what about a ghost driver?
They still died suddenly with a few more supernatural powers. They got off the supernatural bus and were not in good condition.
Do you have any choice?Yang Jian glanced coldly.
You are right, there is no choice, everyone should be prepared to work hard.Fan Xing took a deep breath, put down his many thoughts at this moment, took the initiative to move forward a few steps, and chose to fight desperately.
The ghost-eyed Yang Jian is fighting hard, and they have no choice.
Because once Yang Jian loses, a captain-level ghost controler will recover, and this last safe place will be invaded by evil ghosts.
Since that's the case, let's fight.The ghost driver who had suffered from the radio curse whispered.
Several messengers looked at each other and walked up without saying a word.
A group of people divided into two sides and stared at the aisles on both sides.
If the evil ghosts dare to invade, they dare to take action.
Even if you are exhausted by death, you cannot give in.
Here comes!
A quick step suddenly turned around and ran towards this side.
The sound of the shark radio was still echoing in the darkness ahead, and a vague sentence came: They were there...
This ghost.
It seemed as if guiding other evil spirits to get closer.
The footsteps approached quickly.
The darkness is gradually eroding into the back hall. The two incense sticks in front of the coffin light up sparks, and the fragrance in the air seems to be getting stronger.
The next moment.
A pale human leg suddenly appeared in the darkness.
It was wet and poked out from the darkness, with some dust and weeds on it, as if it had just been salvaged from a well or a pond.
ghost.
It completely crossed that boundary.
Bang!
The eagle fired at this moment, and the old gun made a dull sound.
A hole was torn into the leg, and a small piece of human bone was shot out as a bullet, hitting the pale dead leg.
The evil ghost was attacked, and the dead leg quickly retracted, and then the footsteps in the darkness sounded again and gradually faded away.
It seemed that the ghost was disappearing and leaving.
Repelled?The eagle was also stunned.
He was also surprised.
Because this gun is useless, it can only defeat the evil ghost for a short time, and it cannot let the evil ghost leave.
But the phenomenon just now was clearly the evil ghost was severely injured and had to disappear.
But others didn't know about this situation and looked at the eagle in surprise.
It’s not that the eagle is too powerful, but that this place is very special... Yang Jian looked at the two incense sticks and the bright red coffin.
What can affect the situation here is either the fragrance or the coffin.
It's the problem with that fragrance.
He discovered.A stick of incense burned a little, and a small piece of incense ash fell down.
It seems that some supernatural power has disappeared.
Can you borrow the supernatural powers of those incense sticks when you start here?Yang Jian couldn't help but guess.
But now is not the time to think about this issue.
The darkness has eroded.
Suddenly.
Yang Jian felt something the ghost touched.
A medium is formed.
It was a vague figure wandering in the depths of the darkness, without a specific image, and could only see a vague outline, twisted and deformed, strange and gloomy.
court death.
At this moment, Yang Jian waved the hatchet without hesitation and chopped down at the medium.
Knife cut off.
A shrill scream suddenly came out in the darkness of the lobby, just like the scream before a person died.
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