The three sports cars set off in turn, following the country road and heading towards Dachang City.

There were five people when they came.

But when I went back, there were only three people left.

It's only been less than a day.

No, really counting it, from encountering a ghost to leaving, it adds up to less than an hour.

This is one of the fastest retreating ghost drivers.

"Zhang Yiming, is it a bit inappropriate for us to leave like this?" Zhang Han said hesitantly when several people talked to each other in the car.

Ye Jun, who was driving in front, sneered, "Then you go back to save him. I have disliked this Yang Jian for a long time. But because of the special circumstances, I have to endure this tone. I don't know the same as this kid. You have also seen the terrifying level of this ghost. We didn't even see each other in the face, and two people died. Moreover, the ghosts in He Sheng and Ouyang Tian and others disappeared."

"How many ghosts are there in Huanggang Village now? Do you think you can show me?"

Zhang Han said, "I don't mean that, I mean, he seemed to have discovered something. Although Yang Jian was a little arrogant, he was not a person without brains. He dared to shoot in the club and was the first to rush up the moment the ghost appeared. It can be seen that he was a very courageous person. After entering the village, he even drew the map, and obviously his brain was better."

"What is this kind of person willing to risk staying in this haunted village?"

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Yiming was smoking a cigarette while driving.

"Perhaps, he already had an idea in his mind. If he really succeeded in solving this supernatural incident in Huanggang Village, I think we would regret leaving here today." Zhang Han said.

Zhang Yiming was silent for a moment and said, "Since you have chosen to leave, don't think too much. Go back and take a shower and go to bed early. Don't come to Huanggang Village in the future."

"I'm right, I've left, have I left, are you turning around now?"

Ye Jun hummed softly, but his face suddenly changed drastically after he had just finished speaking.

"What's wrong, stop quickly."

Then a sudden sound rang out, and a thick smoke came out of the tires rubbed against the ground.

Ye Jun, who was driving in the front, braked urgently.

"Damn~!"

Zhang Han cursed, hurriedly followed the brakes and almost hit them.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yiming asked.

"You can see if you get off the car and take a look." Ye Jun's face looked a little ugly.

The three of them got out of the car.

Under the illumination of the headlights, the road ahead can be seen clearly.

Follow the road in front of you and keep moving forward... A village appeared in front of you. At the intersection of this village, there was a village sign with the words: Huanggang Village.

"Huanggang Village? What a joke? The village we just left before, I kept walking along the road and fell back again?"

Zhang Han widened his eyes, and then couldn't help but curse: "It must be a ghost who has been eyeing us. It refuses to let us leave here. I knew that things are not that simple. I was a little worried that it wouldn't be that easy to leave before."

"Sure enough, it's easy to get in and out of this village."

"Try turning around?"

Ye Jun looked at the village sign in Huanggang Village and said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yiming shook his head and said, "It's useless. It's impossible to drive out of the village. I've seen ghosts hitting the wall before. Usually, there are only two situations to leave," he said.

"One is to wait for the ghost to leave and give up killing us."

"The second is to imprison the ghost and solve this supernatural incident."

Ye Jun said: "You mean we can only go back to the village now?"

Zhang Yiming took a deep breath of cigarette: "The ghost is in the village. If we cannot live without it now, its territory will have some chances. Outside... To put it bluntly, death will be in vain."

"who?"

Suddenly, the light behind him shook for a while, and something seemed to pass by the headlight, blocking the light, and reflecting a tall figure in the fields.

Ye Jun was startled and immediately turned around. He was already wet all over at this moment.

Drops of corpse water emitting a foul smell kept flowing out of its body, and soon a small puddle was left on the ground.

Almost subconsciously used the power of the evil ghost.

"Did you see clearly?"

When Zhang Yiming and Zhang Han turned around, there was no one left.

Ye Jun carefully walked around and took a look. There were dark fields around him and no one was there.

"I didn't see it, I just saw a figure flashing in front of me, as if someone had passed by the headlight... In this case, do you still think that a living person had passed by?"

Zhang Yiming walked over, he lowered his head and looked around the headlights.

"You read that right. Someone was passing by here just now. Look at these footprints."

Ye Jun and Zhang Hanwei looked over.

Clear footprints appeared in front of the car, but they disappeared when they extended to the fields. There were no more footprints. Moreover, the footprints were stained with yellow mud, and clear shoe prints could be seen, but there was some black powder in the middle of the yellow mud, which was a bit familiar, as if I had seen them somewhere.

"Paper ash, this black powder is paper ash." Zhang Yiming touched it, then smelled it.

Paper ash?

Zhang Han said in a little horrified manner: "Then, is there an iron basin in front of the mourning hall? During the day, villagers were burning paper money. When we went there, wasn't there a basin of paper ashes in the basin?"

"So, the ghost really came out of that house?" Ye Jun felt a chill behind him.

Zhang Yiming threw the smoke on the ground and stepped on it: "That's right, from the current situation, the ghost is indeed in the mourning hall. Now... it's gone, because the ghost is targeting us, right next to us, and very close."

"The ghost chose to follow me, so is the Yang Jian who stayed in the mourning hall after we left, who was dead?" Zhang Han said in shock.

"I don't know, maybe I'm dead, maybe I'm still alive, but the possibility of survival should be unlikely. After all, He Sheng and Ouyang Tian are already dead," said Zhang Yiming.

His eyes kept paying attention to any movement around him and did not dare to be careless for a moment.

The ghost just now was indeed a thing that followed, and this is certain.

So now it is not about whether Yang Jian dies or not, but whether the three of them can survive.

At this moment, in Huanggang Village.

Of course Yang Jian was not dead.

He found a crowbar and was trying to find a way to pry open the lid of the coffin.

"It's too heavy...it seems to be nailed to death, and there is no coffin nail around the coffin."

After prying for a while, Yang Jian still couldn't open it, so he hung his whole body on the crowbar and barely opened a gap with all his weight.

Yes, it's just a slit.

The ghost eyes on his head ignored the darkness and could barely see through the slit to see what was happening inside the coffin.

A pair of dead man's somewhat black palms, ten fingers tightly clamped the coffin lid inside like steel nails, locking the coffin lid that could have been easily opened to death.

Is this the reason why it can't be opened?

Yang Jian's eyes shrank.

Just as he was trying to see something clearly, the coffin trembled, the crowbar slipped, instantly collapsed and fell to the ground.

"Bang~!"

The coffin lid immediately closed with a loud noise, and the slit was tightly sealed, leaving no gap.

"There is definitely a ghost in this coffin."

Yang Jian took a breath slightly and looked at the crowbar on the ground. He did not continue to try to open it.

It is enough to know the result.

As for whether you really have to open the coffin all, it doesn't matter.

"If the ghost is in the coffin, then does it mean that as long as you guard the coffin and let the ghost not come out, you can avoid being killed?" Yang Jian did not leave because of fear. He stared at the coffin and fell into thinking.

This is a bold guess.

If you guess wrong, you are just the meat you delivered to your door, and you are professionally dying.

But if the speculation is correct, Yang Jian can at least make sure that he is safe before the coffin is opened.

Once the judgment is successful.

It's only one step away from imprisoning this ghost.

Yang Jian thought for a while and decided to take a risk and try it.

If you don’t stay here, you can’t know when a ghost will appear, which is even more unfavorable to you.

There are no cameras in the countryside, so if there is a camera, you don’t have to come in person.

Immediately

He went directly to the old man Liu Genrong's house and carried his greetings out, put them in the body bag, the golden box, the human velvet paper... and then returned to this mourning hall.

Without thinking too much, Yang Jian threw the salute to the side. He sat next to the coffin, staring at the every move of the coffin.
To be continued...