The night in the countryside is particularly peaceful.
There were not many people in this village, and it was late at night, so the old people in the village must have gone to bed early, so the whole village seemed to have entered another world at night.
The silence is a bit depressing, even scary.
But at the entrance of the village.
One house is a bit unconventional.
The door of this house was open, and the lights were on inside.
In the middle of the lobby, a red lacquer coffin was neatly placed there. In front of the coffin, two almost burned out white candles were burning. The candlelight flickered, reflecting some weird black shadows on the surrounding walls.
It was shaking, giving people an inexplicable eerie feeling.
There is a portrait of a young man on the table in front of the coffin. The portrait seems to be covered with a layer of thick fog at night. It is not very clear, and only the outline of the portrait can be seen.
Revealing a kind of weirdness.
"Where are those people in the village? Normally, someone will keep a vigil at night during funerals."
A group of people came from not far away and stood in front of the house.
Through the open door they can clearly see everything inside.
"There is something weird about this village. A ghost wanders around the village unscrupulously at night, and these villagers can actually live here as if nothing is wrong." Zhang Yiming said with a solemn expression: "During the day, I felt that something was a little too much here.
Normal."
"Indeed, this village is a bit weird." Zhang Han nodded.
It is because of this normality that it is deceptive, and they even doubt whether there is a ghost here.
But what happened tonight has proven this, there is indeed a ghost in this village.
And a village with ghosts is abnormal in itself.
Normal people would have moved away long ago if they knew there was a real ghost in the village, and it would be impossible for them to continue living in the village, even for old people who cannot leave their hometown.
"Don't worry about this village for now. Let's solve the immediate trouble first. If this ghost is really in this house, it will be easier. If you solve it, all problems will be solved." Ye Jun said on the side.
"Don't be too optimistic. Someone has died now, and he was also a ghost master. The next person to die may be you, or it may be me."
Ouyang Tianyin said with a stern face.
Zhang Yiming said: "It is true that we cannot be optimistic, but we cannot do nothing... Now that we have made up our mind, let's go in and have a look."
Everyone's hearts trembled, and their eyes couldn't help but stay on the coffin in the mourning hall.
Yang Jian followed at the back without saying a word.
It would be better for him to keep a low profile at this time.
soon.
Several people walked into the house with vigilance.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but as soon as I walked in, I felt the temperature drop instantly, and a cold aura enveloped my whole body, making me feel uncomfortable all over.
"This coffin may be a bit evil. Don't move it for now to avoid any unpredictable accidents. Go around other rooms. If you don't find anything, come back here... Even in such a big place,
If you encounter that ghost, you won't be killed without any reaction. If something happens, just call out and everyone will rush to support." Zhang Yiming said in a suppressed voice.
It's still not sure if this ghost is in this house.
If it is there, we must find a way to find it.
"Yes, but they can't be spread too far apart. They must keep a certain distance." Ye Jun nodded.
Yang Jian stared at the coffin for a while, then gradually withdrew his gaze.
"Zhang Yiming did the right thing. There is something wrong with the coffin placed here. Anyone with a brain knows that, so moving it is the safest way. At least everyone is safe for now. We can wait until we confirm whether the surrounding area is safe."
It’s not too late to move.”
With this idea in mind, he began to search around the house after the others dispersed.
You can keep a low profile at this time, but you must not paddle.
Must work together.
The house has three floors, with three or four rooms on each floor. The structure is not complicated, and it only takes a few people to turn around in two minutes.
But just when they turned around and left the lobby temporarily.
The portrait placed in front of the coffin changed slightly under the flickering candlelight.
Half of the man's face in the portrait was covered by darkness, as if he had rotted away. A cold and strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth... At the same time, the candlelight next to him also quickly dimmed, and the flame on the candle seemed to be blocked by something.
Things are suppressed, lose the power to burn, and tend to extinguish gradually.
The light in the lobby began to recede, and the darkness outside gradually closed in.
It's just that no ghost master noticed this change.
"Did you find anything?"
Zhang Han walked out of a room and saw Yang Jian in the corridor and asked in a low voice.
A ghost eye grew out of the back of Yang Jian's head and forehead to ensure that there were no blind spots in his field of vision.
"No, not only was no ghost found, not even the person keeping watch was found. If my guess is correct, there should be no one in this whole house... Where did those people go during the day? Zhang Yiming
You're right, this whole village is a little abnormal, he doesn't dare to continue gambling, that's why he proposed to retreat before."
He also walked out of a room and confirmed that there was nothing unusual.
It seems that being too vigilant is scaring yourself.
"Let's gather downstairs and prepare to move the coffin. If there is no one in the room, it is very likely that the coffin contains not a corpse, but... a ghost."
But just when Yang Jian turned around and planned to go back downstairs.
Suddenly.
"Cough, cough, cough."
A weak cough, like a terminal illness, suddenly sounded from the room behind him.
In an instant, Yang Jian's back felt cold and he broke into a cold sweat.
impossible.
He had clearly searched the room just now, and there was no ghost at all. How did the coughing sound appear?
"Yang Jian~!"
Zhang Han turned his head suddenly, his face instantly turned ferocious, and his body was a little abnormal, as if his joints were twisting or breaking.
Already on the verge of using the power of the ghost.
"I come."
Without saying a word, Yang Jian turned around and rushed over, kicking the half-open door open.
The dark room did not affect his vision.
The ghost eyes on his forehead could see everything in the room clearly, as if covered with a red halo.
However......
There is nothing in the house, no ghosts.
There was no coughing sound either.
"Gone." Yang Jian's heart trembled.
"Damn it, have you been fooled?" Zhang Han was shocked and angry.
Just now, the ghost was beside me.
So close.
"If it's really a ghost, it's absolutely impossible to disappear out of thin air, unless..." Yang Jian felt his whole body tense up.
Unless, this ghost owns a ghost realm.
Only in this way can the ghost code-named Sick Ghost appear anywhere in the village.
"Tap, tap~!"
Suddenly.
In the dark corridor, the sound of footsteps coming downstairs suddenly sounded again.
"In the corridor." Zhang Han rushed over with a ferocious expression.
You must not retreat at this time. You must rush forward when it is time to rush forward. Fear of death will only make you die faster.
Zhang Han rushed into the corridor faster than Yang Jian.
There are only three floors in the house and the stairs are not long.
In less than a few seconds, Zhang Han caught up with the footsteps going downstairs.
"impossible."
A unanimous voice echoed in the stairs, carrying inexplicable shock.
What they bumped into was not a ghost, but Zhang Yiming and others.
While they were investigating downstairs, they suddenly heard strange footsteps and walked upstairs. They were about to rush over to find out the situation, but they met Zhang Han instead.
The scene in the village happened again.
"Don't be impulsive, I'm one of my own." Zhang Yiming reacted first and shouted lowly.
"This happened again, we were all attracted by the sound of footsteps." Yang Jian also rushed over, his expression changed, and he suddenly noticed something: "Wait, where did the birdless Ouyang Tian go?
"
Ouyang Tian?
Everyone looked at it and trembled all over.
Gone.
Ouyang Tian has disappeared.
"Go back." Zhang Yiming roared and immediately turned around and rushed downstairs.
Everyone also realized the seriousness of the situation.
After all, He Sheng's death was unknown before.
But at this moment.
All the candlelight in the mourning hall had been extinguished long ago, and the surrounding area fell into an oppressive darkness.
The portraits in front of the altar table were all shrouded in darkness, and there was an indescribable strange change... They actually looked a bit like Ouyang Tian.