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Chapter 105 The Truth of the Village

The person sitting up from the coffin in front of me is not a ghost.

But it was Dachang City’s first criminal policeman, Feng.

He disappeared before because of the supernatural incident in Huanggang Village. Judging from the time, he should have been missing for three months.

After missing for so long, Feng is still alive.

This was an incredible thing.

After living alone in this terrifying ghost village for so long, anyone should have died long ago.

Although he didn't know how Feng survived, Yang Jian didn't have the mind to care about it at the moment.

And faced with Yang Jian's questioning.

Feng just said calmly: "Actually, I have reported the situation here to the headquarters. If you come to take action, you should be able to get the file. Anyone who has read the file should know my situation. To be honest,

In my current state, I cannot tell you the situation personally. I can only barely control the villagers and give you some hints, but this control is very fragile. After all, my situation is very bad now."

"And at the beginning, I wasn't sure what the real purpose of you group of ghost masters here was."

"As for that old woman, I was indeed the one who led her there. That cough did not intentionally mislead you. It was just to remind you that someone is helping you, not your enemy, so that you can focus on that ghost.

, not on me."

"It's a pity that you misunderstood what I meant."

Yang Jian was a little angry and said, "Don't just push the matter away. In fact, without your reminder, I didn't even know that a person like you existed here. I read the file and did it."

Deletion, key information has been erased.”

"You seemed to be kind-hearted to help me, but in fact you misled my thinking. Originally I only had to deal with one ghost, but your presence made this supernatural incident extra complicated."

"Sorry, this is something I didn't expect."

Feng apologized, but his face was as cold as usual, showing no apology at all.

Yang Jian added: "I didn't expect it? Did I not expect it or did you deliberately want to kill us? I have been to the mourning hall once before. I tried to open the coffin, but you stopped me."

"You don't want me to open the coffin. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of being killed by a ghost?"

"The only safe place in this village should be inside this coffin."

Feng numbly glanced at him and did not give any explanation. He just said: "The reason why I can't get out of the coffin is not because I am afraid of death, but because I cannot allow the ghost outside to return to the coffin."

"Once it's in the coffin, its level of terror will increase to an unimaginable level."

"Don't say a village, even a city will fall. If your presence will cause bad things, maybe dying here is a good choice. The ghost was right next to you when you opened the coffin. I can't risk it.

risk."

When Yang Jian heard this, his anger was mixed with a kind of chill.

When he opened the coffin, was the evil ghost next to him?

"It's impossible. When I opened the coffin for the first time, there were no ghosts in the mourning hall at all. I checked it."

"Are you sure you've really checked it?" Feng asked.

Yang Jian suddenly realized something, and he looked at the portrait on the altar table.

At this moment, the photo frame of the portrait no longer had any photos and became completely blank. When I entered the village, the photos in the portrait were still fine.

He is a handsome and handsome young man.

"The portrait?"

He suddenly realized this and stared at the blank photo frame.

"Is the man in the portrait a ghost?"

Feng Dao: "Yes, it is a ghost, and it has been guarding the coffin. Wherever the coffin is placed, the portrait is placed. I can't get rid of it, so the ghost was watching you when you were opening the coffin."

"

"It is waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity for the coffin to be opened. Once it enters the coffin, not only will I die, but you will die as well, and everyone here will die. In that case, if it were you, would you allow it?

Has the coffin been opened?"

"And you sat in the mourning hall all night without being killed, not because the mourning hall was safe, but because I was in the coffin, so you were not alone at that time, and the ghost did not find an opportunity to attack you."

"I have to say that you are very smart. Although you guessed wrong, the result is right. The mourning hall is both the most dangerous place and the safest place. The ghost is in the mourning hall, and I am also in the mourning hall. You only need to stay here as long as

Don't mess around, it will be safe for the time being."

"I've said everything I want to say. Do you still have any questions? If not, I think we can work together to imprison the ghost and completely solve the supernatural incident in Huanggang Village."

After hearing this, Yang Jian felt very complicated at the moment.

He didn't know whether he should be angry with Feng or blame this fate for playing tricks on him.

If you want to blame Feng, you have no right to do so.

After all, he had indeed reminded himself that a group of people should get together to avoid being killed alone.

It did have an effect later on.

However, some reminders and hints later made Yang Jian and others misunderstand the meaning, thinking that the old woman was a ghost.

In fact, it was Feng who reminded himself and others through the existence of the old woman that he was on your side.

"I have a few questions. Are the previous villagers humans or ghosts?" Suddenly, Zhang Han, who was a silent audience, asked immediately.

He had determined that the corpse made from a coffin in front of him was a human being.

But the doubts in my heart still exist.

"It's someone who doesn't exist."

Feng Dao; "I don't know how to determine their existence. I only know that these villagers only exist in this village. They are similar to ghost slaves, but different from ghost slaves. Ghost slaves exist because of powerful ghosts, but they exist because of ghost coffins."

But there is, and the person lying in the ghost coffin is not a ghost, but me. Perhaps because of this, they are more like humans."

"And because I have been lying in the ghost coffin, I can influence some of their thinking and use them to try to communicate and transfer information with you."

"You said this coffin is called a ghost coffin. What's its use?" Yang Jian asked.

"I reported the information about the ghost coffin last time. Since you didn't see it in the file, it means your level is not high enough. Maybe you are not considered an Interpol officer. I can't tell you this information. This is a leak."

State secrets." Feng Dao.

Yang Jian's face darkened.

Feng Dao: "You don't have to be angry. You will know it when you should know it. All in all, the three of us must not let this coffin fall into the hands of that evil ghost."

"I took the initiative to come out this time because the balance here has been broken. Its level of terror will increase according to the number of ghosts in the village. Before, it was because too many of you died that this village was attacked by this ghost.

It was completely taken over, but your previous move was so powerful that it was almost a certain death situation, and you actually thought of releasing other ghosts to take away the ghosts in the village and weaken its power."

"Aren't you also going to release that ghost of mine?" Yang Jian said.

Feng Dao: "No, the person who coughed outside the door that night was the villager named Liu Genrong. He was being controlled by me. I just wanted to scare you and make you go back to the group instead of being alone. After that, my control failed.

Then Liu Genrong was controlled by the ghost here, and then it entered your room."

"So it was not me who wanted to take away the ghost in your box, but it just gave up for some unknown reason."

As he spoke, he glanced at the portrait on the altar table.

"I said, the situation here is special. The people you see, sometimes they are people, sometimes they are me, sometimes they are ghosts. But I can tell you, there are no living people in this village for a long time.

Except for the three of us, everything here exists because of this ghost coffin."

"It turns out that this is why our mission this time is to solve supernatural incidents on the surface, but actually to save you." Yang Jian said.

"You can say this, but the risk of failure is very high. There is a risk of breaking the balance and making the ghosts here lose control. I don't think you should come to save me, but if the higher-ups insist on doing this, I don't think it is for my sake.

It should be this thing."

Feng pointed at the red lacquer coffin.

For the ghost coffin?

Yang Jian stared at the coffin for a few seconds.

A very ordinary coffin.

But even the ghosts are fighting for this coffin.

It must be quite special.

But only Feng knew about this particularity, and he didn't intend to say it.

"Have you finished talking now? Why do I feel that something is wrong with the situation outside now." Suddenly, Zhang Han said nervously at this time.

He pointed outside.

The village, which had once returned to brightness, now began to gradually become dark again.

Although the speed of darkness is not as fast as before, this obviously reveals a very bad news.

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