How could there be sounds of musical instruments here?
In this strange environment, the sudden sound of musical instruments will undoubtedly give people an ominous premonition.
Especially something like the suona. Since ancient times, it has been mostly used on specific occasions, either for white events or red events.
Since ancient times, there have been thousands of musical instruments. Suona is the king, and it is said that it is either promoted to immortality or worshiped in the hall.
And as the suona sounded, it was like a signal. In an instant, supernatural power surged in, and the balance seemed to be completely broken.
The red ghost candle originally held in his hand suddenly burned at an explosive speed, erupting into a large ball of fire, as if fighting against some unknown supernatural being.
Yan Zhen suddenly discovered that, unknowingly, several people were surrounded by darkness that came from nowhere. It was just dim before, and they could still see some things around them clearly, but now they were unknowingly surrounded by darkness.
Darkness enveloped.
This darkness is very special, as if it spreads from the depths of the corridor, and then gets stuck at the edge of the lobby in the front yard, without invading.
The entire mansion was shrouded in darkness.
It's like boiling a frog in warm water.
If it weren't for the sudden acceleration of the ghost candle's burning speed, it would be unknown whether it would have been completely eroded by darkness.
The darkness here seems to have the ability to weaken people's perception, making it difficult to guard against.
"Is this the supernatural balance out of control?"
The three of them were startled, but in the dark place, more and more unusual sounds came from the place, like many people walking around, and even the sound of tables and chairs moving, people talking, old men coughing, women crying,
Children's play...
All kinds of weird and supernatural phenomena are intertwined together, as if after the sound of the suona, the people who once lived in this mansion came to life again and appeared here again.
Listening to these weird sounds, even Yan Zhen turned pale, and the other two people also felt stressed, as if their heartbeats had slowed down.
"Will you die here this time..."
Wang Jun whispered in a low voice, his face was ashen, and his expression was full of pain. This was the hidden danger of the evil ghost's resurgence tormenting him.
Obviously, he was not optimistic about the current situation.
"Shut up your crow's mouth."
Wang Qianhai shouted low, stared at the invading darkness, and said intently: "This abnormal change must have alarmed Su Yuan. As long as Su Yuan is here, nothing will happen to us. The prerequisite is that
Persevere until that moment, if you give up now, there is really only a dead end."
"But can we really hold on?"
The corner of Wang Jun's mouth moved, a little frustrated. His condition no longer allowed him to continue to use his supernatural abilities. Even with the suppression of the ancient house, he was not omnipotent.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many ghosts in the mansion now.
This means that the balance of the mansion is gradually losing.
If you have to use supernatural abilities, then after at most three or five times, the ghost's recovery process will be irreversible unless there is the intervention of other external forces.
This is the reason why Wang Junhui feels pessimistic. Anyone who is more sensible knows this.
Right now, there are evil ghosts wandering outside the ancient house, and no one knows how many there are.
What about the Ghost Controller?
How many attacks can Yan Zhen and Wang Qianhai withstand?
Even if there are still two ghost candles, so what?
Once these terrifying ghosts swarmed up, the three of them would be like droplets of water in the river, and they would be swallowed up in an instant.
"Then do you have any other choice?"
Yan Zhen looked at Wang Jun coldly: "If you don't fight, you will definitely die. If you fight, there may be a glimmer of hope."
This is not wrong. If they don't fight, they will definitely die. There are not many choices for them.
Wang Jun took a deep breath, endured the pain caused by the resurgence of the evil ghost in his body, stood up, and planned to fight for his life.
The three of them stared at the corridors on both sides with stern anticipation. Once the darkness in the depths of the corridor eroded and a powerful ghost invaded, they would immediately choose to take action.
Even if he is eaten alive, he cannot give in.
At the same time, Yan Zhen also handed the only two ghost candles to Wang Jun and Wang Qianhai.
It doesn’t mean that she has the consciousness to sacrifice herself for others at critical moments. They are all human beings, and they are all made of flesh. There is no spirit of self-sacrifice and fearless dedication.
But purely because of the best interests analysis, leaving the Ghost Candle to two people would be the most effective.
She had finally managed to control two ghosts. Although she was in poor condition at the moment, she was far from reaching her limit. By using her supernatural abilities alternately, she could last longer.
But the other two people are different. They only control one ghost and they cannot use their supernatural abilities for a long time. Once they are used excessively, the ghost will inevitably revive.
When Yan Zhen is alone, he will inevitably be attacked from both sides. If the ghost candle is given to the two of them, he can hold on for a while longer. Maybe Su Yuan can arrive in time.
However, the one who appeared first was the evil ghost who had been staring at them from the TV from the beginning.
I saw a pale thigh stretching out from the darkness, with an abnormal white color, appearing in front of the three people, and then the still weird and scary words came out from the darkness:
"I see you, I see you...hehe..."
ghost.
Appeared.
A human head without facial features also protruded from the darkness, followed by a pale body. This was a ghost that was difficult to describe in words, but its behavior was very strange. It covered its face with its hands, and held it in its palms.
Two cloudy eyeballs appeared, staring intently at the three people shrouded in the light of the ghost candle.
At the moment it appeared, the flames of the ghost candles suddenly surged, as if they were resisting something. The few remaining candles burned at an extremely fast speed in less than a minute.
For a while, it felt like it was about to bottom out.
Obviously, the supernatural power of this ghost is very special, as if just being stared at by the eyes in the palm of the hand is equivalent to being attacked by the supernatural.
But at the same time, Yan Zhen also used his supernatural abilities again.
An extremely strange melody came out of the cracked mouth on her face, like a mother's lullaby, or like an inaudible murmur, with a quiet power that seemed to be able to soothe everything, and it was actually able to make people happy.
The ghosts all became quiet, as if they were listening carefully.
For example, the fierce ghost who looked at the three of them in a strange way, under the influence of the melody, slowly closed his eyes in his palms, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.