The black coffin in front of him made Yang Jian afraid. It was like opening a blind box. You would never know how terrifying a ghost would be lying inside.

The previous ghosts and the later ghost lakes were all locked up in black coffins.

And this is the third coffin.

"This kind of coffin should be a supernatural prop from the Republic of China. It can be made. There used to be a coffin shop on the ghost street in Taiping Ancient Town, and the coffins inside were exactly like this one." Yang Jian thought to himself.

Jean was not in a hurry, but walked around the coffin and observed it.

There were signs that the coffin had been opened because the gaps on the side were not tight, and there was a dull sound of banging inside the coffin.

The sound was intermittent and irregular, but in this environment it made people feel creepy.

This is a haunted house.

The place used to store coffins and imprison evil ghosts is completely isolated from the world. Although a yellow mud path has been left, it is absolutely impossible for normal people to find it. Only ghost controllers like Liu San send paper figures all over the mountains and plains.

Only through searching can we find such a correct path.

And a haunted house that doesn't want to be discovered naturally has enough horror to make people feel desperate.

"But why should the coffin be placed on the second floor? Why not on the first floor?"

Yang Jian was not in a hurry to open the coffin. He frowned and showed a question.

This is a very abnormal thing...

In the past, whether it was Guizha's coffin, Guihu's coffin, or the red coffin of the old man in the ancient house, they were all placed on the ground, but this coffin was deliberately placed on the second floor.

"There must be a reason and reason for putting it on the second floor."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "There was a saying in folk ghost stories in the past that the coffin was lifted off the ground to prevent the body from being contaminated with the earth's atmosphere and to avoid accidental transformation. However, this statement is definitely not true in supernatural events, but if it were changed to another

From a perspective, the coffin is placed on the second floor, perhaps to prevent the evil ghost in the coffin from triggering the killing pattern and reduce the horror of the evil ghost."

"If that makes sense, why is this coffin placed on the second floor?"

"Therefore, the next thing to note is that once the coffin is opened and the evil ghost is released, and there is no way to nail it with coffin nails, the most important thing to do is to prevent the evil ghost from going downstairs."

Thinking of this, he turned around again and knocked down the ladder placed nearby to avoid future troubles.

At this height, ordinary people would not be able to fall to their death if they jumped from it, let alone a ghost controller.

As for whether the ghost in the coffin will also jump downstairs, that is not something Yang Jian should consider. He has already made the preparations he can. Although it is insignificant, sometimes such subtle preparations can play a key role.

function.

"The coffin is ready to be opened."

Yang Jian was standing next to the black coffin at this moment. He was holding a cracked spear in one hand. As soon as the coffin was opened, he would drop the nails of the coffin without hesitation, and the other was charred.

The ghost's hand was placed on the coffin lid.

After a brief pause.

With a sudden force.

Click!

The heavy coffin lid was slightly opened.

"So heavy?"

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and he increased his strength before the coffin lid was completely pushed open.

immediately.

The stench of rotting came to my face. What lay inside was not a dead body, but a paper figure. This paper figure was soaked in the foul-smelling rotting corpse water, and its legs had been deeply sunk into it, as if

It has been completely engulfed and eroded.

"Liu San."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and his ghostly eyes peered clearly into the situation inside the coffin.

His inference was correct. Liu San was really locked in a coffin. No wonder all his paper figures were unable to move. It turned out that both of his feet had been eroded by the supernatural. This situation also affected all of his

paper man.

"Um?"

Liu San was conscious at the moment. When the coffin lid was opened, he saw Yang Jian outside and also saw a coffin nail falling straight down.

Without any hesitation, the coffin nail fell directly.

However, the coffin nail did not pierce Liu San's head, but fell close to his ear, trying to nail the evil spirit in the coffin.

"Yang Jian, the ghost in the coffin is not in the coffin, it is on the coffin lid." Liu San immediately reminded.

Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed. He then remembered that when he pushed the coffin lid just now, the coffin lid was unusually heavy. He didn't expect this to be the reason.

But the ghost eyes scanned the surroundings.

But no trace of the evil ghost was found.

"Walk."

Yang Jian grabbed Liu San who was lying in the coffin, pulled him out, and then rushed towards the wooden window without hesitation.

He planned to take Liu San and escape from here directly.

The ghost in the coffin is not as simple as imagined. Since the attempt failed, there is no need to continue to waste it.

And he came to see Liu San, not to help Liu San deal with supernatural events.

Let’s leave the ghosts here to Liu San in the future.

Yang Jian moved.

The next moment, heavy footsteps came from behind. As fast as he was, the footsteps behind him were as fast.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The floor was shaken by the earthquake, and Yang Jian felt a cold, rancid breath coming from behind him, and it was even about to touch him in the next moment.

But the ghost chased him quickly, and Yang Jian moved faster.

boom!

Yang Jian smashed a wooden window on the second floor, jumped out with Liu San, and then landed heavily on the ground.

The footsteps chasing behind him stopped abruptly.

"Sure enough, just as I speculated, the ghost cannot go downstairs, and it will not jump down from upstairs. The person who placed the coffin in the past was very particular. That person knew that the ghost in the coffin could not go downstairs, so he specially built the coffin.

We built such a two-story wooden house to place the coffin in order to take advantage of the ghost's characteristics and trap the ghost on the second floor forever."

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the broken window with squinted eyes.

A terrifying figure lingered at the empty, dark window. The figure kept shaking back and forth, making a thumping sound, but it could never find its way downstairs.

The previous ladder had been pushed down by Yang Jian.

Thanks to this detail, otherwise the ghost would definitely come down the ladder and walk out of this haunted house.

Things won't be that simple by then.

"It turns out that ghosts can't go downstairs. No wonder the ladder was deliberately put aside when I came to this old house."

Liu San also noticed this detail, and his numb eyes moved, looking a little surprised.

Grain Clam

"You seem to have provoked something terrible. Have you overturned all these paper figures?"

Yang Jian carried Liu San and walked forward without looking back. He was quickly moving away from the old house and embarked on the yellow mud road again.

"I'm just careless, but the coffin won't trap me for long. If you give me some time, I can still break free from the coffin." Liu San said.

"So I have ruined your good deeds?" Yang Jian said.

Liu San smiled bitterly and said: "In other words, that's what I'm saying. Thank you very much for helping me get out of trouble in advance, but I'm surprised that you are actually willing to come here for the headquarters."

"The one who took the money." Yang Jian said.

"No wonder."

Soon, Yang Jian turned back along the yellow mud path again, and the surrounding scenery gradually changed.

They left this supernatural place and appeared in the mountains and forests again.

But it was already night before I knew it.

The mountain forest was dark, and the mountains and plains were filled with strange paper figures. These paper figures had resumed their movements at this moment. They came from all directions and surrounded Yang Jian.

"It seems that you are fine. Since you have to rush to the headquarters for a meeting within three days, you probably don't want me to make a second trip." Yang Jian let go of Liu San.

Liu San said: "Of course not. I will go back to pack and prepare. I will set off early tomorrow morning and I will never be late."

"Okay, then it's settled. I have to find other captains. There are more than one person like you who is unwilling to hold a meeting." Yang Jian said.

"Don't waste time, I'm leaving."

He said hello and then immediately turned around and left.
To be continued...