Chapter 983 The Trial and Error People

Finally, I endured the fifth day.

The first seven is over half, and the remaining people in the ancient house will name today: Ghost Banquet.

It means that today is a feast for evil ghosts, because this ancient house will now completely lose balance, and all the supernatural beings will invade the ancient house. In this case, let alone ordinary ghost drivers, even top captain-level figures like Yang Jian will be buried here.

This is not a scene that a living person can deal with.

If you want to survive, you can only find a way to survive today.

According to previous speculation, the key to living today is three bowls of white rice.

Three large bowls of blue and white porcelain filled with three bowls of raw and uncooked white rice placed in front of the red coffin.

Yang Jian, Li Yang, Zhou Deng, Liu Qingqing and the eagle gathered together.

These are the only five remaining people.

Except for Yang Xiaohua, who is unknown to life and death, all the others have died, and the first seventh year has not arrived yet, and there may be some losses in the future.

But no matter how dangerous it is, we still have to work hard to survive now.

Li Yang and I are one bowl, Zhou Deng, Liu Qingqing and Eagle, we are one bowl, we each explore the usage and find ways to survive to survive. If we can’t find it, we have nothing to say if we die here.Yang Jian said quickly without wasting his time.

OK, just do it like this.

I have no objection.

Zhou Deng and Liu Qingqing did not object, nodded, and immediately took away a bowl of rice.

Yang Jian and Li Yang distributed the most portions of a bowl because they were two people, Zhou Deng had the least, because they were one person, and Liu Qingqing and the Eagle were not much or less, because the Eagle was in a special situation. If you were lucky, the Music Box Curse could still help him resist the attacks of the evil ghosts.

The coffin must be covered, otherwise the old man may be invaded by other ghosts and cause some unexpected changes.At this time, Yang Jian did not forget the aftermath.

He lifted the coffin lid of the red coffin and quickly covered the coffin while the evil ghost invaded the ancient house.

No one wants the old man’s evil ghost to revive during the fifth day of the ghost banquet.

This red coffin has the power to suppress the supernatural, but the premise is that the coffin and the coffin lid must be integrated to be useful. If it is in an open state, the coffin limits the supernatural function will be lost immediately.

If nothing unexpected happens, the red coffin will not be opened until the day it is buried.Yang Jian's eyes flashed.

He thought about it and still did not leave the coffin nail in the lipstick-red coffin.

It’s not that he can’t bear to leave the coffin nails, but that he can’t lose the help of the coffin nails, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to survive the next two days.

The ghost is in...

The eagle said in an extremely heavy tone at this moment.

This time is different from the previous times. This time, the evil ghosts are coming from the gate of the ancient house. Not only that, the corridors on the left and right sides of the ancient house are also creaking sounds of opening the door one after another. The darkness surges in the aisle, like a ball of black fog brewing, and it is about to be vented at any time.

It seems that the evil ghost with the ghost realm, who had been dismembered by Yang Jian twice, recovered and began to invade the ancient house again.

The highly decayed corpse that Yang Jian had cut with a hatchet stood up again. At the same time, there were more new terrifying things coming from outside the ancient house, like a tide, and they were about to swallow everyone.

The red coffin is now completely useless.

The ghost crossed the patio and came to the lobby of the ancient house, and was still approaching, without any intention of stopping.

Everyone was wearing mourning clothes, but they didn't know if it was useful, but they didn't dare to take them off. This thing could block the perception of the evil ghosts, but this kind of blocking was not omnipotent. Before, Fan Xing was killed in mourning clothes, and that powerful man was killed in mourning clothes.

It can be seen that although this thing is useful, it cannot guarantee that you are 100% safe.

Everyone was in the fifth level of the ghost realm of Yang Jian.

Until now, Yang Jian didn't dare to take back the Ghost Realm. He was worried that once the Ghost Realm disappeared, the Ghost would directly attack everyone in the ancient house, and even if you didn't even have the chance to resist, you would be killed directly.

With the coverage of mourning clothes and ghost domain, it seems that you can not be attacked by evil ghosts for the time being, but this is useless.

Yang Jian glanced at the others: My ghost domain cannot last for a whole day, and under the circumstances of supernatural interference, my ghost domain may not be invaded, so I must find a way to survive before that, otherwise there will be no chance of trial and error.

So it is best to take off your mourning clothes alone, leave the protection of the ghost realm, and take the initiative to go out with white rice to try and make mistakes?Zhou Deng frowned and understood what Yang Jian meant.

Perhaps this is the meaning of the fifth day of ghost banquet, abandoning the protection of mourning clothes on the fourth day of mourning, and facing a new crisis.Yang Jian said.

The eagle said at this moment: Since it is trial and error, there is inevitably a question of sequence. I have been cursed and I will not live long. I will do the first trial and error first.

Since that's the case, I'm the second one.Zhou Deng shrugged.

Yang Jian said: I'm the third.

I'm the fourth one.Liu Qingqing's eyes flashed, and she looked very nervous. Then she handed the bowl of white rice in her hand to the eagle.

No one refused, and they all intuitively divided the order.

Because there are only these people left. If you don’t go, who will go?

If you want to survive, you have to fight.

Ready?Yang Jian said.

After the eagle took the bowl of white rice, he nodded: I'm ready.

Not only did he hold a bowl of white rice, he also held two dices, one black and one red.

Once an emergency situation occurs, he will play dice and delay time as before.

Then it started... Yang Jian immediately sent the eagle out after he said that.

The eagle was still standing there, but was no longer in Yang Jian's ghost realm. It seemed that there was no change, but in fact it changed greatly.

Once you leave the ghost realm.

The abnormality of the ancient house became even more intense in an instant.

The vague and strange terrifying ghost figure projected on the wall instantly looked at the eagle. His body was affected, and his hands and feet were turning into shadows and gradually sank into the ground, becoming a figure on the ground.

The curse of the music box did not work.

Because the curse only guarantees that he will not die, and it cannot guarantee that he will not be attacked by supernatural powers, and this does not conflict with each other.

Help you.

Yang Jian didn't want the eagle to be disturbed and turned into a figure on the ground, so there was no need for trial and error.

His ghost swayed like a revival of a ghost. A huge black figure stood up from the ground and quickly enveloped the eagle.

The eagle felt cold all over, and a coldness invaded its body, making people shudder.

He seemed to be trapped in darkness, as if he was about to be swallowed by ghosts.

But the ghost saved him.

His hands and feet did not further turn into shadows on the ground, and this supernatural influence was isolated and he was protected by ghosts.

This protection is not absolute.

A broken corpse with only the lower half of his body walked towards him. The evil ghost who covered his eyes with his hands slowly opened his palms and exposed two fingers. Although he had no eyes, he showed a strange sight in the dark eye sockets inside, and looked at the eagle secretly.

In addition, several figures of the evil ghosts pouring into the lobby suddenly stopped, some looked at the eagle, and some actually ran towards him.

The eagle just stood there motionless, as if it had triggered the killing rules of several evil spirits.

At this moment, he even breathed and stood was a mistake.

This is the terrifying thing about the number of evil ghosts in supernatural events. The murder rules are superimposed. If you can avoid this one, you cannot avoid another one. There will always be evil ghosts who will stare at you.

The eagle had already felt his own danger. At this moment, he felt that the curse of the music box might not be able to protect him.

He had already thought about how to use the white rice in his hand.

Without any hesitation, he grabbed a handful of white rice and sprinkled it out at the evil ghosts that appeared.

This action is not for no reason, but comes from some methods of exorcising evil spirits in folk customs. In some places, it is to spread rice to disperse evil spirits.

He thinks this method is likely to be useful.

After throwing out the uncooked white rice, it fell on the ghost.

The ghost did not stop and was still approaching.

No, it's already attacking the eagles.

The ghost shadows shrouded on the eagle by Yang Jian were immediately affected by some supernatural power, twisted and torn, and openings began to appear, unable to continue to cover the eagle.

The ghost retreated, and the eagle's body immediately became abnormal.

His body gradually became a shadow, and cracks appeared on his body, his eyes were bleeding, his stomach was nauseous, and he wanted to vomit...

Supernatural powers are invading his body.

He failed, this method was wrong.Zhou Deng said with wide eyes.

Yang Jian, let him come back.Liu Qingqing hurriedly said.

But the eagle waved: No, it's too late, I have a ghost, don't get close to me.

He knelt on the ground with a thud. Behind him, half of the broken body was lying behind him, his head pressed against the back of his head, and he was vomiting again. What he vomited was not food, but a dead arm stretched out from his mouth.

His body gradually sinks and he is about to disappear.

The vague and terrifying ghost figure on the wall was walking around and approaching the eagle.

The music box in my mind was vaguely reverberating, but it couldn't stop it.

In less than ten seconds, the eagle was attacked by several different evil spirits, and its body was directly invaded by ghosts. It was useless to pull him into the ghost realm at this time, because the ghost was already in his body and merged with him.

The eagle's body was cracking, and a strange body was squirming under his flesh, gradually swelling, as if it was about to tear him apart.

I gambled with me and left if I lost.The eagle was bleeding all over, and he almost started to wail in pain, but he was still not dead.

The curse of the music box allowed him to gain survival ability beyond the physiological limits of ordinary people.

Even if his heart is broken and his internal organs disappear, the eagle can still live and maintain a clear consciousness.

But at this dangerous moment, the eagle threw out the dice.

The game of ghost dice begins.

As soon as he threw it out, another dice started to spin wildly, and a ghost immediately participated in the game.

The Eagle successfully started to continue the game.

The dead arm that stretched out from his mouth gradually retracted, and the bloated body began to calm down. The half of the corpse behind it gradually blurred and disappeared... The supernatural attack was forced to be interrupted.

The eagle was completely out of rescue.

Li Yang was silent for a moment and said: Once he quits this game, the attack of the evil ghost will continue, and he will be instantly broken and terrible. If it is just a music box curse, there is still a chance to survive. After all, Captain, you have solved the curse.

It's your turn, Zhou Deng, while the eagle was still alive, he dragged a few evil spirits for this period.

Yang Jian said, his ghost retreated, and finally took away the bowl of white rice in front of the eagle, and handed it to Liu Qingqing.

I know, do you think I'm afraid?Team Yang, you underestimate me, Mr. Zhou too much.Zhou Deng said.

The mask of his human skin never took off.

At this moment, he is a ghost and a living person.

But even a demon will still be targeted as long as it meets the rules of murder. It can only be said that after having the identity of a demon, you can interfere with the perception of the demon to a certain extent and will not be targeted so easily.

Be careful not to die.Yang Jian looked at him and said.

Although Zhou Deng had caused trouble before, the cooperation in Guzhai was relatively smooth.

Try to do it. If I die, remember to report it to the headquarters and say that I am dead when dealing with the supernatural incident. This will bring a lot of compensation.Zhou Deng said, holding a bowl of white rice and signaling.

Yang Jian didn't say anything and let him go out.

Although he can pull Zhou Deng back at any time, the situation of the Eagle is in front of him. At some point, you can't pull him back just by wanting.

Zhou Deng appeared.

really.

There are many fewer ghosts who are eyeing him. He is now a ghost, not a living person. This alone can avoid many murder rules.

But things are not absolute.

The ghosts pouring into the lobby were still wandering, and a few strange figures suddenly changed direction and walked slowly towards Zhou Deng.

It’s not OK to sprinkle the white rice directly, so how about putting it on the ground?Zhou Deng thought about it.

This is not a thought that comes up for no reason.

Because before that grave, white rice was placed in front of the tombstone, and the old grave was stable and free, without any abnormalities.

So he sat down and placed the white rice in front of him.

Zhou Deng did not move. He did not use any means or supernatural powers. He just relied on the protection of a human skin mask. And now he knew that this human skin mask could no longer completely protect himself.

A ghost is here.

It was a dark road, like endless.

At the front of the darkness, a black Grand Master Chair was slowly pushed forward and came to Zhou Deng.

It's that ghost...

Yang Jian's face moved slightly, and he recognized the ghost.

Yesterday, he cut off the evil ghost's five fingers with his own hands and asked it to put one hand off the Taishi chair.

This Taishi Chair seems to be a tool to restrain this evil ghost.

It seemed that the hand that was placed on the black sage chair could not be easily pushed, which led to the ghost's slow movements, and even the route of progress was twisted and deviated. If it weren't for the small place and Zhou Deng sat still, the ghost would not even be able to find Zhou Deng's location accurately.

It seems very close, but in fact the ghost's route is winding.

If it is left outside at this time, even an ordinary person can run away.

It is obviously not very efficient to kill people.

This means that the terror level has dropped.

The black Grand Master Chair pushed forward and moved forward, knocking over the bowl of white rice that Zhou Deng placed in front of him.

... Zhou Deng was stunned for a moment when he looked at the black Grand Master Chair.

Obviously.

This method of use is wrong.

If it works, the ghost should stop and act.

The white rice fell on the ground and disappeared quickly, as if it had been eaten out of thin air by a ghost.

But the ghost did not leave.

Damn it.Zhou Deng hurriedly picked up half a bowl of white rice left on the ground, and then tried to leave as if he was running away.

He moved.

A hand with weird black nails was already on his shoulder.

A huge force came, and he felt that the human skin mask on his face was about to fall off.

This is supernatural suppression.

Zhou Deng was almost breathless with a black palm pressing him. He was about to suffocate, his body was tilting, and he was about to die...

return.

At this moment, Yang Jian took action.

The hatchet in his hand was lifted and dropped.He cut off the terrifying ghost's palm without hesitation. This time, he did not cut off the ghost's five fingers, but a whole palm.

The ghost domain is covered, and Ra Zhoudeng directly returned to the ghost domain.

call!

Only at this moment did Zhou Deng feel his heartbeat recover, his face turned gray and extremely ugly, and he was breathing heavily.

This evil ghost has only one hand left, and he can easily kill a ghost-controller like Zhou Deng.

No wonder Daqiang died in mourning clothes before.

A powerful ghost of this level is indeed not unfair to die.