Hearing Yang Jian's answer, the messengers standing at the door breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked in one after another.
After pushing open the door, they began to put down their luggage, which contained some emergency food and water, as well as some flashlights, batteries, tools, etc.
It seems to be relatively well prepared.
After all, unlike Su Yuan and Yang Jian, they could survive seven days without eating or drinking. Even if they were still alive, they would have little ability to move.
After putting down their things, several people silently began to check the situation of the room, then each found a place to sit down, and then became quiet and began to rest.
What is certain is that the ancient house here will never be so peaceful. As messengers, they understand the importance of adequate rest and will naturally not miss any opportunity.
The post office's letter delivery mission is never simple. The higher the floor, the more dangerous the letter delivery mission will be. Although it seems safe and sound now, this is only on the surface. The real danger has not yet appeared.
when.
But it's just a matter of time,
Soon, time passed bit by bit, and before we knew it, twelve o'clock arrived. It was quiet all the time, everything seemed normal, and no accidents happened.
Moreover, those ghost controllers were very sensible and did not rush in. I don’t know if Su Yuan’s words had an effect or if they had their own plans.
And at this moment.
No one in the room noticed that at the moment twelve o'clock arrived, the two red lanterns at the entrance of the ancient house began to fade quickly. The red faded, and the lanterns gradually turned white. Even the lanterns inside
The light is also changing from red to white.
soon.
The two red lanterns turned into two white lanterns.
The moment the white lantern appeared, a cold wind suddenly blew in the old forest, and the lantern immediately started to rotate slightly, making the other side of the lantern emerge.
The black word "Dian" is extremely scary. From a distance, it looks like the ancient house has become a place to hold funerals.
In the cold breeze, the two large lanterns swayed slightly, and the pale and scary candlelight flickered, as if attracting the souls of the dead, which looked particularly eye-catching and terrifying in this dark and depressing world.
But the people in the ancient house knew nothing about it.
As soon as twelve o'clock passes, this means that the task of the post office has begun. The couriers will live here for seven days. Now is the first day, and it has just begun.
The depressing, dark ancient house was silent. Except for the room, the other places were empty. There was only a skinny old man's corpse sitting on a black Taishi chair in the lobby, with his eyes closed, his face expressionless, and his eyes cold.
The feet of the dead fell to the ground, covered with corpse spots.
Although there is a coffin placed at the back of the lobby.
But at this time, no one dared to bury the old man, and no one even dared to approach the body. They could only let the dead body stay here quietly.
The dead body seems to have become a taboo, everyone dares to touch it.
Others did not dare to touch it because of fear of the unknown and fear of unknown accidents happening after touching the body, but Su Yuan knew that the time had not come yet and it was not the time to bury the old man.
He briefly looked at the messengers in the room. Although they all had their eyes closed and seemed to be sleeping, Su Yuan knew in his heart that no one could sleep in this environment. The slightest movement would wake him up immediately.
Just like Yang Jian, although his eyes are closed, the ghost eyes on his forehead are still turning restlessly, peeking at the surrounding activities.
The more eyes it has, the better!
Su Yuan thought like this, and just when this thought flashed through his mind, there was a sudden movement in the ancient house.
"Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang!"
It was a series of knocks on the door.
The sound came from outside the ancient house. It seemed that someone was beating heavily on the heavy door of the ancient house. Although the movement was not big, it was particularly obvious in the quiet night.
"Is someone banging on the door?"
A moment.
In the room, Yingying, Wang Feng, Daqiang, Yang Xiaohua, and even Yang Jian all opened their eyes.
Su Yuan sighed and immediately understood that the process of enclosing the old man had already begun, and those ghosts were already testing him.
"I hate knocking."
Yang Jian stood up with a gloomy face and said this. It seemed that the supernatural incident of the knocker had left a big shadow in his heart. It seemed to have become a lingering nightmare.
After all, the turning point in his life began with the supernatural incident of the knocker.
"Who, who is knocking on the door outside?" Someone shouted, and the voice was Zhou Deng. This guy is not timid. Faced with this situation, he dared to speak boldly without fear of being stared at by ghosts.
However, no one responded outside the old house. They were still banging on the door, and the sound was very urgent.
Yang Jian listened to the sound and seemed to be identifying the situation: "One, two, four, six... At least six hands are banging on the door at this frequency."
"It doesn't matter how many pairs it has, don't you know it when you go out and take a look?"
With that said, Su Yuan slowly stood up and walked towards the door. Seeing this, Yang Jian said to the people in the room: "You guys stay here."
After saying that, he followed Su Yuan's footsteps and left the room.
This is normal. With his character, he would naturally not choose to ignore this abnormality.
Just after turning a corner, he saw Su Yuan standing in the lobby, Zhou Deng, and several ghost masters who came out after hearing the sound.
Without exception, everyone looked at the old man's body in the lobby.
Yang Jian followed their eyes and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
Because the old man's dead body unexpectedly changed its position at some point. It was originally sitting on the Taishi chair on the left, but it was moved to sit on the right. The posture was exactly the same, without any change. The only change was the orientation.
"Has any of you touched that body?"
No one answered this question, because no one who was not a fool would choose to touch the body of such an old man in this mysterious house. If an accident occurred, it would be tantamount to seeking death.
So the corpse stood up on its own and changed seats?
Don't you think that chair is easy to sit on?
Yang Jian subconsciously looked at Su Yuan, as if he wanted to get the answer from Su Yuan. After all, he still remembered that Su Yuan had said that he had been to this old house. Unfortunately, nothing happened to Su Yuan.
He couldn't tell, he just stood there and looked at it, and then walked towards the door.
Because the rapid and continuous knocking on the door became louder and louder.
After bypassing the screen wall, Su Yuan's figure was no longer visible, and the knocking on the door suddenly stopped. Yang Jian thought for a while, and walked towards the door without worrying too much about the change of the old man's position.
After bypassing the screen wall, he paused in his steps and looked ahead with a solemn expression.
Because the door of the ancient house was actually open.
So the question becomes, since the door is open, what was it that knocked on the door just now?