"It's easy to break the second illusion. You just have to do what I say."
Uncle Chen looked at Jiang Yang and said, "It's too late now. We need to wait until noon tomorrow."
"Then I'll come see you tomorrow!"
Hearing what Uncle Chen said, Jiang Yang had no choice but to leave.
"etc."
But Uncle Chen suddenly stopped him and said in a low voice: "I haven't finished speaking yet. Remember to do two things when you go back."
"It's very important, don't be careless."
"What two things?" Jiang Yang said quickly.
"First, you go to the bedroom on the first floor. There are eight coffins inside. You move the fourth and sixth coffins of the eight."
"Then, light a lamp bowl in front of each of the two coffins."
"What's the use of doing this?"
Jiang Yang didn't understand why he had to touch those eight coffins.
Uncle Chen stared at Jiang Yang for a long time and then said, "You don't know the magic of Qi Men, right?"
Jiang Yang nodded.
He really doesn't understand that.
I just heard someone mention it before.
"Okay, I'll tell you."
Chen Bo paused for a moment and said.
"Those eight coffins are actually a formation, the purpose is to suppress all the ghosts in the apartment building."
"Of course, it is mainly aimed at Wu Xiaomei and Wang Lan, because they have the ability to affect nearby ghosts."
"And this formation can weaken their abilities, causing everything near the apartment building to become chaotic."
"Now, to break the second virtual phase, we need to move the coffin and change the formation."
"This will lead to their second virtual appearance!"
"But remember, never open any of the coffins."
"Because the virtual appearances of Wu Xiaomei and Wang Lan are sealed inside."
"Once it is opened, not only will it fail, but there will even be unknown variables!"
Uncle Chen's words were very solemn, especially the last sentence, which he warned Jiang Yang over and over again.
After listening to Uncle Chen's words, Jiang Yang suddenly realized that the eight coffins had this purpose!
However, Jiang Yang didn't understand one thing. There were eight coffins in total. Even if he killed the two of them three times, he would only be able to hold six coffins.
What's the use of the extra mouthfuls?
Or who is pretending to be?
Jiang Yang remembered that Du Hai was lying in one of them, but what about the other one?
Seeing Jiang Yang in a daze, Uncle Chen coughed a few times and reminded him, "Young man, do you understand?"
"Yeah, I got it."
Jiang Yang came to his senses and responded.
"Okay, let me tell you the second thing."
Uncle Chen's voice was still low, as if something was stuck in his throat.
"Listen carefully. After the coffin is moved, you can just go back to the house and rest. You won't be able to go out until noon tomorrow."
"Why?"
Jiang Yang was puzzled.
It was killing me to stay in my room for so long.
After all, there is no internet or electricity here, and the room stinks. Who can stay here for so long?
"You don't need to ask more about this, just do as I say."
"After tomorrow, I will use the Nine Turns Divine Box to remove the blood poison for you."
Uncle Chen replied.
"All right."
Jiang Yang couldn't help it, because his lifeline was stuck.
Return to the apartment building.
Jiang Yang went straight to the bedroom on the first floor where the coffin was placed.
Everything here is the same as before, with eight coffins placed out of place near the window sill in the room.
Following Uncle Chen's words, Jiang Yang moved the second and fourth coffins out.
Then I found two lamp bowls and lit them.
After everything was settled, Jiang Yang was about to leave.
Sudden.
A burst of sound came out.
"Cackle, cluck..."
Jiang Yang felt as if he had been given a shot of blood, and his eyes immediately focused on the coffin in the middle.
The sound clearly came from there.
"Isn't Du Hai completely dead yet?"
"Or do you have to start over again?"
Jiang Yang knew that in this dungeon, these people would not die if they were near the apartment building.
In other words, even if you die, you will start over.
It's just that they don't know it.
"Cluck cluck."
The sound is getting louder and louder.
Jiang Yang quickly took out a coffin nail and held it in his hand. At the same time, he activated his power of insight and glanced at the coffin.
Although the information analyzed here by the power of insight may not be accurate, it can be used as a reference.
"No, why isn't it Du Hai?"
Jiang Yang glanced around and found that the other person was not Du Hai.
"???"
"what happened?"
Jiang Yang was confused and froze on the spot for a moment.
There was indeed a person lying in the coffin, but the information in Jiang Yang's mind had changed.
"He is a Yin-Yang man from City C. After entering the apartment more than two months ago, he was used as a soul-borrowing tool."
"After death, the soul is taken away, and the body is forever sealed in the coffin!"
"Is this the power of insight to analyze the cause of death of the other party?"
Jiang Yang was puzzled and moved closer.
At this time, he discovered that as long as he stared hard, his full level of insight could actually allow him to see directly.
"Why haven't you studied it before?"
Jiang Yang was a little overjoyed. He saw through the coffin lid that Du Hai was lying quietly inside the coffin.
The only difference is that at this moment, Du Hai's face has the appearance of another person.
The man's face overlapped with Du Hai's, making Jiang Yang dazzled.
He shook his head several times.
Unbelievable.
"Has a ghost possessed you?"
After a while, Jiang Yang calmed down: "The cause of death analyzed by the power of insight should be that of Mr. Yin Yang. He was used by others to borrow his soul and died."
"I'm from City C, which means I'm from outside."
"Two months ago? Wasn't that what happened after everyone in the apartment building died?"
Jiang Yang's brows suddenly furrowed: "It seems that things are indeed not simple. Fortunately, I have a few tricks up my sleeve!"
Then, he turned on the power of insight and scanned the other coffins.
Except for the middle one, which contains Duhai, the rest are empty.
"Uncle Chen said these coffins were used to seal the virtual appearances of Wu Xiaomei and Wang Lan, but there was nothing inside."
"Obviously Uncle Chen is lying!"
"Maybe there is another mystery behind the eight coffins."
Jiang Yang thought quickly and then crawled under the bed in the bedroom.
Uncle Chen asked him to go back to the house after moving the coffin and stay there until noon tomorrow, and he was not allowed to go out during this period.
Could there be a problem here?
Jiang Yang had an intuition that Uncle Chen was very scary.
Although there is a saying that if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer consequences, but it also has good or bad consequences.
As for those bad old men who are very bad, you must not listen to what they say.
Jiang Yang found a better place and lay down quietly. He was sure that there was something strange about the eight coffins.
That Mr. Yin Yang was taken advantage of, maybe just like he is now.
About half an hour passed.
Jiang Yang, who was bored, lay on the ground and almost fell asleep.
Sudden.
The bedroom door was pushed open with a creak from the outside.
Immediately afterwards.
The sound of someone's footsteps sounded.
Jiang Yang was lying under the bed when he saw a man walking in. The man's feet were neither big nor small, with some pointed hair.
It's a woman's foot!
"Why isn't it Uncle Chen?"
"Who could she be?"
Jiang Yang moved slightly, but still couldn't see the whole person.
After a while.
The sound of the coffin lid being opened was heard.
"Crack, click, click."
Immediately afterwards.
There was a sound of chewing and gnawing, and the whole room suddenly became smelly.
Jiang Yang covered his mouth and nose with force, and ten thousand grass mud horses were running wildly in his heart: "Who the hell came to eat Du Hai's body in the middle of the night?"
"Is it the meat-eating Ah Hua?"
Jiang Yang shook his head. The other party had been sealed to death with coffin nails, and it was impossible for him to come out again.
The possibility of Mrs. Tan's death is not high, because Jiang Yang also used coffin nails on her, and there were two nails.
