Under the dim sky.
Scattered sounds were heard next to the strange old house. People were digging under the soil with lanterns and following a strange black old tree. It seemed like they had been digging for a while.
A pit gradually appeared in front of me.
The soil in the pit was also black, giving off a rancid smell, as if it was mixed with blood and water and then rotted and deteriorated.
This kind of soil is a bit familiar to Yang Jian, it looks like the grave soil of Fushou Garden in Dahai City.
It is a mixture of mud and flesh, not just ordinary mud.
The soil was very loose, and everyone could easily dig it out with the simplest tools. When they dug down for about one meter, the outline of a twisted corpse emerged. The corpse had a rotting stench and was covered with
It was full of tree roots, as if the tree had grown by absorbing the nutrients from the corpse.
The corpse was strange and the trees were growing very strangely.
"The corpse in black clothes, no." Zhou Deng took a look and immediately shook his head.
"Fill the soil back in," Yang Jian said.
Others felt very disappointed and could only continue to work hard to fill back the soil they had finally dug out.
This process can only be done manually.
Because there is supernatural power in this old forest, Yang Jian's ghost realm cannot affect it. Otherwise, he can directly use his ghost eyes to peek under the soil and even directly remove the corpse.
it is a pity.
He can't do it.
Naturally, others couldn't do it, so they had to use the clumsiest and least efficient method to dig one tree after another.
No one knows what can be dug out, and no one knows what to expect.
Due to the limitations of the white lanterns, everyone could not move too far apart. At most, they could only dig two trees at the same time. If they were further away, they would worry about being attacked by nearby ghosts.
Although it is safe now, everyone has not forgotten that the evil ghost is lingering around them.
"It's here." Suddenly, Li Yang next to him said.
They are digging another tree.
Half of the hem of the white clothes was exposed under the soil. Although it was stained with filth, it could still be clearly distinguished.
It's just that this piece of clothing is very damaged, with pits formed by rot, as if it will oxidize and break at any time. No one knows how long the clothes have been buried under the old tree.
"It's exactly what Zhou Deng said, with white clothes." Fan Xing said in surprise.
He didn't believe it before, but now that the evidence is in front of him, he has no choice but to believe it.
Continue to dig out the soil next to it.
Only then did everyone see clearly what was under the soil.
A rotten and blackened corpse, without flesh and blood, only a skeleton. It is unclear whether it is a man or a woman. It is not wearing white clothes, but wrapped in a white cloth, like a shroud, but now
This white shroud has rotted a lot, or something has changed since it was buried.
The body actually came out of the shroud.
Yang Jian immediately stretched out his cracked spear and used coffin nails to directly pick up the white shroud.
It went very smoothly, with no abnormalities or changes.
"Took it out, a tattered white shroud?" Zhou Deng looked at it and recognized it at a glance, looking very experienced.
Yang Jian reached out and took it off, shaking it gently to shake off the soil, and a tattered white cloth appeared.
"It looks like a tablecloth, but it looks like a shroud." The eagle took a look and said, "Look, this cloth is square, very similar to a table."
"Is this thing really useful? It's hard to believe." Li Yang became a little suspicious.
Yang Jian said, "Who knows, let's keep looking. There are quite a few of us, and it will be a bit difficult to find enough mourning clothes for each of us in the remaining time."
"Be prepared, let's look for it first." Fan Xing nodded.
Everyone started to take action again, digging along the old trees next to the ancient house.
The probability of wearing white mourning clothes is really low.
Even a little small. During the excavation, everyone found many strange corpses. Some of these corpses were highly decomposed, some had only white bones left, and some were weird and terrifying. They were still fresh. Their skin was pale and had no color.
Outside, it's not even stiff yet.
But when you dig up such a corpse, you default to stopping and burying it immediately, and don't dare to continue messing around.
The trees here seem to be at least several decades old. After so many years, the corpse has not rotted and is still fresh. It is easy to imagine why. It is probably not a corpse, but a sleeping ghost.
If things get messed up like this, there is no telling what kind of danger will happen if Li Guixing wakes up.
In addition, they also dug up some incomplete items.
For example, a half-dead human head. When the soil was dug up, the head still had its eyes wide open. It was gray, pale, and showed no signs of decay.
There are even two corpses buried in some pits. The two corpses were highly decomposed, but the corpses were connected to each other, like conjoined twins. However, they were not the size of babies, but of adults.
Of the conjoined corpses, one corpse had a strange and ferocious appearance, while the other corpse was twisted in pain.
It was as if a evil ghost was invading a living person's body.
Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately buried the soil and stopped digging.
As time passed by, everyone began to feel a little anxious because the mourning clothes in their hands were not enough, far from enough.
Yang Jian, Li Yang, Da Qiang, Ying Ying, Yang Xiaohua, Fan Xing, Zhou Deng, and a strange ghost controller. The total number of people is eight. They need to find at least eight mourning clothes to successfully cope with tomorrow.
Condolences.
If there is still no way to gather mourning clothes by twelve o'clock, someone will definitely be in danger because of the lack of these things.
"Only three items were found, and there is still one hour left. I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle if this continues." Yingying frowned and looked at Yang Jian.
This is a hidden danger.
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Yang Jian said nothing, but his ghost eyes moved restlessly: "Keep digging, you will find as much as you can, and the rest will depend on the situation."
Everyone remained silent at this moment and continued working.
At 11:30, luck seemed to have returned a little, and everyone dug up another mourning dress, but I don't know if it was considered true, because wrapped under the white mourning dress was a dead baby, and the dead baby seemed to be still alive.
It is unformed and connected to the umbilical cord, as if it had just been taken out of the belly.
But what is frightening is that the strange baby's belly is still rising and falling, as if it is breathing or sleeping.
Yang Jian looked at it, pondered for a while, and took the mourning clothes away because he only had four of them, which was still not enough. Although the unformed baby looked very scary, and was even in better condition than the other corpses.
That's fine, but at this juncture, I no longer care about whether I might provoke these supernatural beings.
It's all in vain if you can't survive tomorrow.
The time has come to 11:50 pm.
At this time, everyone had begun to stop because there was no longer enough time left to dig out a tree.
"That's it. It seems we can only find so much. There's really nothing we can do about the rest. This thing is so deceptive. We dug all the way from there, taking turns to rest and work. Basically, there was nothing for six hours.
Intermittent." The eagle panted, very tired.
The tools in hand are not good either, otherwise the efficiency will be faster.
Yang Jian didn't rest for a moment. He used ghost shadow to dig. The speed was very fast, but no matter how fast it was, it was limited by the range of the white lantern.
"It feels like everything was planned. We were carrying a lantern, so we only found four pieces of mourning clothes. There are eight of us here, and there are two lanterns. If we carry two lanterns, we might be able to find them just right.
Eight pieces, meeting all our needs.”
Zhou Dengli said thoughtfully.
"It's not your fault. I lost a lantern. What do you mean by saying this now?" Fan Xing complained.
"What should we do now? There are only four pieces, and half of the people can't get them. Is it possible to let the other half die?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone else's expressions changed.
The most uneasy person is Yang Xiaohua. She is an ordinary person. If she wants to eliminate half of the people, she will definitely be unable to avoid it.
To be continued...