Yang Jian found a way to survive on the fifth day of the Ghost Banquet.

By staining the rice with blood and feeding the evil spirits, the evil spirits can temporarily stabilize the behavior and prevent the evil spirit from attacking themselves.

This method is very simple.

But such a simple method almost caused several people to lose here. It was not luck to survive, but the remaining people had strong enough ability to save lives and were not killed by the evil spirits at the first time.

After knowing the method, everyone quickly prepared.

They dyed the rice red with blood, and also left some spare parts to prevent waste and insufficient.

"I'm going to take back the ghost realm. Although I can still maintain this situation, it's a huge burden to me." Yang Jian reminded everyone.

"When the method is correct, there should be no problem." Liu Qingqing said.

Zhou Deng and Li Yang also nodded, indicating that they were ready.

See this.

Yang Jian immediately took back the ghost realm without saying a word.

In the fifth level of ghost realm, the figures of several people immediately appeared.

The ghost immediately took action, with evil ghosts approaching, and even some evil ghosts began to attack them silently.

But each of them held a handful of blood-stained rice in their hands.

The ghost immediately shifted the target.

Instead of killing them, they took a grain of rice from them as before and gradually disappeared, leaving only a blurry, transparent figure standing there.

“It turns out that the method is very useful.”

Zhou Deng saw that the blood-stained rice in his hand was reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

The ghost was disappearing and everyone was not attacked.

The pressure dropped sharply.

"Captain Yang, how did you think of the method of staining red rice with blood?" Zhou Deng then turned to see.

"Ghost drivers in the Republic of China all like to play this trick." Yang Jian's face was calm, but his eyes were still solemn, without any relaxation.

Zhou Deng said: "You have come into contact with similar ones before?"

"Suppose the doll." Yang Jian said something.

Zhou Deng was stunned for a moment. Of course, he knew that the doll was the one who was in the headquarters. It was a supernatural item, very few, and would only reward the person in charge who made great contributions. He just knew it and had never obtained it.

"Is it close to the use of a dead doll? But this is just a close use method, and it is not enough to make you bet on this move."

Yang Jian didn't speak.

But Li Yang knew it.

It is because of the owner of Room 301.

They once saw the workbench in that room 301 in Okawa City, and it was suspected that it was the place to make dolls.

And here, Yang Jian and Li Yang saw the old man from Room 301 appear again.

Even the old man had entered this ancient house.

An old lady, an old man who died soon.

One man and one woman are all characters from the Republic of China period. Under this situation, some associations and speculations are inevitable.

"But no matter what, it's best to survive." The eagle was not dead yet, and the frequency of the dice in front of him was slowing down.

This means that there are fewer and fewer ghosts around you.

The danger of the ancient house is being reduced.

"It's too early to be happy. Is three bowls of rice enough to fill the stomachs of these evil spirits?" Li Yang showed a look of worry.

"The first day of burial, the second day of vigil, the third day of dying, the fourth day of tribute, and the fifth day of ghost banquet, there is no problem on one day, even if the balance is restored, it will be extremely dangerous within half an hour of the last turn of the clock."

He looked at his lost legs and one of his hands and fell into deep thought.

Yang Jian said: "Don't be pessimistic. The problems a few days ago were because we didn't prevent them in advance and didn't know the correct way. Now that we know, the situation will be much better. Even if it is dangerous, we will not be as confident as before."

"I believe it will be safe today, and three bowls of rice are enough."

"It's already the fifth day. You can get over it after enduring it and cheer up." Zhou Deng nodded, as if the despair had not been touched by him.

He just felt that it was a bit of a loss if he didn't get anything this time. The lantern he got was snatched, and the fragrance was useless, leaving only a mourning dress on his body.

As for the crisis of life and death, that's nothing.

As a ghost controller and the person in charge, he experienced more dangers. Although this time it was a little special, as long as he didn't die, it would be fine.

If you die, it will be even more okay.

"We should think about the sixth day. Now we have just found a way to survive. The rice is quite sufficient. Now it should be the safest time, so we must prepare for the future." The eagle said.

He was vaguely uneasy in his heart now.

Because the sound of the music box in my mind has been ringing for several days, it was used during the vigil the next day, and it is now the fifth day.

Yang Jian once said that this music box can guarantee that people can live for about a few days.

As for these days, three days, five days, or seven days, no one knows, it depends on personal luck.

The eagle felt that after three days of living, there was not much time left.

"The sixth day's incident was not at all." Zhou Deng shook his head and said, "You all analyzed it accurately before, but in the last two days, information gaps began to appear."

"That's true. All the information in the ancient house has been used up. There was indeed a gap in the information on the sixth day. I think it should be connected with the seventh day to infer it." Li Yang suggested.

Yang Jian said: "Do you have any ideas?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it for the time being, I just vaguely feel that this is a direction of thinking." Li Yang shook his head and said ashamed.

Yang Jian said: "On the sixth and seventh days, one day, there must be a funeral, that is, carrying this red coffin and leaving the ancient house and sending the old man to the back and burying it. If the seventh day is a funeral, it should overlap with the first seven."

"So, do you think tomorrow will be a funeral? What about the seventh day?" Zhou Deng asked.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and said, "On the first seventh day of resurrection, we all have to stay in the ancient house and spend the most dangerous day. After twelve o'clock, we will talk about sending this letter and this mission will be completed."

"If the inference is wrong, the day when the funeral is held will be the day when our regiment is destroyed." Liu Qingqing said.

"No, tomorrow will definitely be a funeral. The first seventh day of Resurrection cannot be the same as the funeral." Yang Jian said very affirmatively.

Liu Qingqing frowned: "What information are you using to assert it?"

"Reverse."

Yang Jian said: "The seventh day of Resurrection Day, and the sixth day is the funeral day. If you disrupt the order, everything will be no longer true. In the previous reminder of the letter delivery task, we were allowed to stay in this ancient house for seven days, and the funeral steps have been followed from the first day of the funeral."

"The right method and the right time means that everything we did before is right, and if we took a step, we should have died long ago."

"The rules were the hardest a few days ago. Now many things are over. I can't think of other ways for the rest of the two days."

Liu Qingqing, Zhou Deng, Eagle and Li Yang began to ponder.

It is indeed reasonable to think about it seriously.

The steps have been basically completed, and the funeral and the first seventh day of resurrection just fill the gap of these seven days, which just matches the special time of the first seven.

"So, tomorrow we will carry this coffin and leave the ancient house to bury it in the old forest behind?" Zhou Deng touched his chin and said.

"I think the captain's judgment should be correct, and it's decided for the time being." Li Yang said: "If you have any other ideas that can be put forward in the next period of time, you can discuss it again."

The eagle shook his head and said, "I have no objection."

Then he looked at the rooftop position next to him.

The red balloon floated on it, and Yang Xiaohua's corpse was hung below. A piece of yellow paper was placed on the corpse's face. The yellow paper covered the entire face and there was no breath.

"I just want to know if this Yang Xiaohua is still alive? There are only a few days left, so I have to find some time to put her down."

"I will let her go after today. It's not the time yet. The ghost banquet is still going on. There is a high probability that she will be killed by an evil ghost, an ordinary person." Yang Jian said.

Zhou Deng said: "Maybe she is dead."

"Not dead, her body is very fresh, without rotting or corpse spots. If she really died, she would have smelled a long time ago. I occasionally pay attention to the condition of her body." Yang Jian said.

Everyone can only discuss some unrelated things at this time.

Everyone was holding a handful of blood-stained rice in their hands.

The amount of rice is decreasing, and the evil spirits in the ancient house are also disappearing, leaving behind strange outlines.

The three bowls of rice add up to a lot of servings.

It is enough for a ghost to take away only one grain of rice, so these three bowls can last for a long time.

but.

After the previous ghost disappeared, new evil spirits poured in from the gate of the ancient house.

But it's not as dense as before.

Everyone was fighting, but no one died. It seemed that this was the only good news I heard these days.
To be continued...