"What time is it now?"

"It's half past three in the morning."

In the back hall of the ancient house, everyone has been guarding the red coffin for several hours. Ever since Yang Jian used a hatchet to dismember an unknown ghost, the darkness in the ancient house has retreated to the left and right sides.

In the corridor.

And the darkness did not come again after several hours.

This shows that the dismembered ghost has not recovered.

Or perhaps, the ghosts were dispersed and the puzzle pieces were not recovered, so the supernatural power was greatly reduced, and now it is no longer able to have a greater impact on this ancient house.

An old radio is still left on the floor in the lobby.

Although there were rustling sounds from time to time, no signal was received, and no weird words were heard.

Within the first few hours of the vigil, the first wave of attacks by the evil spirits was finally withstood.

Although it was dangerous, there were no casualties, which was good news. However, this confrontation cost almost as much as a stick of incense in front of the coffin.

The remaining incense stick will last for five days.

Obviously, this cannot last until that time. Yang Jian believes that the last stick of incense will be exhausted soon.

"We should be able to survive tonight. It seems that the ancient house has returned to peace and the ghosts have temporarily retreated. But I don't know what we should do on the third day? Let's discuss it now while we have time."

After seeing that the situation had stabilized, the Eagle began to stir up the topic.

Discuss what to do next.

There is nothing wrong with this idea. If you are prepared for danger in times of peace and make a decision in advance, you will not be in a hurry.

"The first day is the burial, the second day is the vigil, and the third day should be...condolences?" Li Yang asked with a bit of uncertainty.

"It shouldn't be that fast. If it's a normal funeral, the funeral should be announced. The person is buried on the first day after death. After a night of vigil, the funeral should be announced and notified the next day. Then on the fourth day, condolences should be made and relatives and friends who have received the news of the death should be in front of them.

Come to pay homage to the deceased and pay homage to his remains." Wang Feng said.

"Is there still a process of reporting a funeral? Logically speaking, shouldn't reporting a funeral be done on the first day?" someone asked.

"In a traditional funeral, can you report the funeral on the first day? In the past, there were no mobile phones or communication equipment when people died. People died suddenly. On the first day, they were encased in the coffin, then the family stayed vigil, and then the funeral was announced." Wang Feng said with certainty.

.

Because he has been thinking about the funeral process during this time.

"If it's a funeral, what should we do? Is it possible to stand in the old house and shout that someone has died here?"

Wang Feng said: "That definitely can't be done. To report the funeral, you should only need to send a signal, but I have no idea how to do it."

"Please wait a moment, there is some movement outside."

Suddenly, Yang Jian waved his hand and looked in the direction of the back door.

There was a wooden door at the back door that was ajar. Through the crack of the wooden door, he could vaguely see a pale light swaying in the distance, and it was slowly approaching here. After a certain distance, he was sure that it was a person.

Carrying a white lantern, he walked along the path from the old forest.

"It doesn't look like a ghost, but it looks like Zhou Deng who disappeared before. Yes, that's right, it's that guy Zhou Deng." Someone also saw it, and they immediately started gnashing their teeth.

"Is this guy not dead yet?" Fan Xing was also surprised.

Previously, the ancient house was shrouded in darkness and danger came. Except for the safe location in the back hall, other places were extremely dangerous.

Even if Zhou Deng had nominated him as captain, there would be no way he could survive in this environment.

Crunch!

The back door was pushed open.

Zhou Deng walked into the back hall with his feet covered in yellow mud. He was a little surprised and said: "I just saw someone here, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect you are all here. What happened just now?"

"Where did you go before?" Yang Jian looked around and asked.

"Of course I went around here to see if there was any danger." Zhou Deng said.

Yang Jian said: "What's the result?"

Zhou Deng said: "This place is indeed not simple. There is an old grave in the forest. I saw something was wrong, so I left a stick of incense and left."

"Did you take the lantern in your hand from the front door?" Yang Jian looked at the familiar lantern.

"It's dark outside. Bring a lantern to light up the road. It shouldn't be a problem." Zhou Deng said, "I also deliberately looked for other places before and found that there is no other way to leave here. It's the only place to stay."

There is only this ancient house, and now I plan to walk around in front of it."

Fan Xing immediately said: "Don't mess around with Zhou Deng. This place is not as simple as you think. The ancient house is the only safe place. If you mess up and break the balance, all of us will be killed, as well as you."

You shouldn't take that incense, the incense here is very special, has strange effects, and is very important to us."

"I didn't find anything special about that incense stick." Zhou Deng frowned.

"Hey, everyone, can you not discuss the issue of the incense now? I want to know if Zhou Deng was the only one who came in just now?"

Suddenly, someone immediately reminded him, and then he pointed to the footprints on the ground.

Everyone looked at it.

At the back door, there were scattered footprints of different sizes, which seemed to be lingering next to the door.

The motionless back door now moved automatically in the absence of wind, slowly rocking back and forth.

Eagle stared at the footprints covered with yellow mud and said: "It's not just Zhou Deng's footprints, there are other footprints mixed in. But haven't you noticed that this muddy footprint is the same as the one on the fourth floor of the post office?"

Are the footprints similar?"

"I'm impressed by what you said. It's probably not the same ghost left behind, but supernatural beings that appear in the same place. The post office is involved here." Li Yang recalled.

He had a clear impression of the footprints that appeared on the fourth floor of the post office.

"A ghost quietly followed Zhou Deng into the back hall? But it didn't seem to go deep here. Instead, it wandered silently at the door several times and finally disappeared." Yang Jian's eyes flashed. He didn't notice it at all just now.

nothing.

It's simply incredible.

"I'll go out and take a look." Zhou Deng turned around and walked out of the back door without saying a word, holding the lantern.

He stood outside the back door and looked around: "There's nothing outside. I didn't find anything."

"The yellow soil is just a medium for ghosts to appear, just like the supernatural rain and some kind of blood. Now that the yellow soil has almost fallen, the traces of ghosts will naturally disappear." Yang Jian said immediately.

"You don't need to pay too much attention to it. It doesn't matter if other ghosts appear now. As long as the balance is not broken, ghosts will not dare to set foot in this ancient house easily."

Everyone looked at Yang Jian in slight surprise.

But when I thought about it carefully, I found that this statement made sense.

God knows how many dangers there are inside and outside this ancient house. I really don’t have the energy to care about this supernatural phenomenon right now. As long as the ghosts don’t enter the safe place in the back hall, everything else doesn’t matter.

"Don't worry, if the ghost follows me from that old forest, then I will be responsible for leading the ghost away." Zhou Deng said, standing outside the door.

Then he took the lantern and left again.

It seemed that I was going around the direction of the gate of the ancient house. I don't know if I really planned to lure the ghost away, or if I had some other agenda.

"This Zhou Deng is simply a lunatic. He walks around with a lantern and is looking for death. I'm sure he will be attacked by ghosts outside today. I don't believe he will be so lucky. Every time he gets lucky, he turns to good luck.

"

Someone said through gritted teeth, obviously very dissatisfied with Zhou Deng.

Yang Jian didn't say much. For him, as long as Zhou Deng didn't cause him any trouble, it didn't matter how he wandered around.

The worst he can do is die outside.

His task was to deliver the letter on the seventh day. Apart from this, he didn't care about anything else.

He was going to the fifth floor of the post office.

What secrets there are in the ancient house and what supernatural items there are, that is a matter for later.

However, there was one thing that Yang Jian paid great attention to.

That's what's in the second locked room in the corridor to the right.

The key to the haunted closet was in his hand, and he could open the door at any time now.

But, is this time the right time?

After all, it was only the second day.

"Let's wait a little longer. The situation is quite stable now. I don't want to cause any more surprises..." Yang Jianan endured this thought.

Time passes little by little.

It’s four o’clock in the morning at the ancient house.

The previous peace was finally broken at this moment. The darkness that had retreated gradually emerged from the corridors on the left and right sides of the patio. The darkness invaded this ancient house again, and some supernatural phenomena appeared again with the advent of darkness.

really.

The ghost's retreat was only temporary because of Yang Jian's blow with the hatchet just now.
To be continued...