The nine hundred and twenty fifth chapter found the supernatural
As soon as twelve o'clock passed, it was already the second day.
After the first day in the ancient house passed without any danger, the danger on the second day was obviously doubled, because there was no trace of the evil ghost in the ancient house on the first day, whether it was the sound of wind like crying or the door.
The rapid knocking on the door outside, or the darkness deep in the corridor, these supernatural phenomena are not considered intrusions into the ancient house.
But things changed the next day.
Traces of ghosts appeared in the ancient house.
In front of the dark room in the corridor on the left, an empty black Taishi chair was placed there. On the back of the Taishi chair, a pair of cold, strange hands could be clearly seen resting on it.
But fortunately, the ghost stopped there.
When the darkness reached this point, it did not continue. Although the lobby was dark, there was some light coming in from the patio.
Everyone was forced to gather together in desperation.
Because the room is no longer available.
When I came here before, various supernatural phenomena had already appeared in the nearby empty rooms. If I continued to stay, the consequences would definitely be very tragic.
"Go to the back hall."
Seeing this, Yang Jian acted directly without any hesitation.
The others were shocked and immediately followed.
The next day was supposed to be a night vigil.
Since it is a night vigil.
Then the meaning is very clear, you must stay near the coffin and guard the dead body of the old man. If you leave rashly, or if you are not around the coffin, this is an extremely disrespectful approach.
And no one can predict what dangers this disrespect will bring.
The red coffin was parked in the middle of the back hall.
There was nothing around except a small incense burner in front of the coffin with three sticks of incense inserted inside.
No...it's not three now, it's two.
One of the incense sticks is missing.
Yang Jian saw this change at a glance, and then he thought of that guy Zhou Deng.
"Someone took away a stick of incense." Messenger Wang Feng's eyes moved.
"Where did Zhou Deng go? I saw other people before, but why are they gone now?" Fan Xing looked around, and only then did he realize that Zhou Deng was not among the crowd.
"He must have stolen a stick of incense. This guy is a lunatic. When we were on the bus, he dared to rush out and compete with the ghost for supernatural items, and almost lured the ghost onto the bus." Someone said through gritted teeth.
Many people hate Zhou Deng deeply.
Because everything he did was not human affairs.
These three incense sticks have been stuck here for two days and have not been burned out. Everyone knows that these are very special things, but no one touches them because they are afraid that doing so will bring some unexpected dangers.
"Fortunately, he didn't touch the coffin, otherwise I would fight him to the death." Some people also said harsh words.
One of the three incense sticks is missing. It is no longer important to dwell on this matter at this time.
He saw that there was an inconspicuous back door in the back hall.
The back door was open at the moment, with a crack leaking out.
Through this crack in the door, he could see the scene behind the ancient house, which was an old forest shrouded in darkness. Next to the old forest, there was the same path, winding and extending to the back door.
.
This is the second way.
There is a road through the front door, and there is also a road through the back door.
"Although the width of the back door is narrow, have you noticed that it is just enough to accommodate the coffin being carried out?" Eagle observed carefully and revealed a rather important piece of information.
"So, when the time comes and the right opportunity comes, we have to carry this coffin to the funeral, walk along the path outside, walk all the way to the old forest, and finally find a place to put the coffin
Buried..."
Fan Xing also observed it.
"But this is too troublesome. Why didn't the old man just handle the funeral arrangements and let himself lie in the coffin at the beginning?"
"You have to ask the corpse in this coffin about this question. How do we know?" Eagle took a look and said rudely.
He and Yang Jian are in the same camp, and coupled with what happened before, he and Fan Xing can be said to be mortal enemies.
There are frequent dangers now, and you may die at any time, so there is no need to be polite.
"The lobby is getting dark..." Yang Xiaohua stared in the direction of the lobby behind her with a pair of haggard eyes.
Before, it was only dim outside, and you could see everything around you more or less clearly, but now it was shrouded in darkness unconsciously. This darkness was very special. It stopped in the middle of the wall between the lobby and the back hall, and did not invade.
The entire ancient house was shrouded in darkness.
At present, only the area around the coffin has not been invaded by the supernatural. It seems that this place is the only safe place in the entire area.
"My guess is correct, this day is a night vigil. If I hadn't come to the back hall in advance, I would have been in danger when the darkness invaded the ancient house." Yang Jian was completely confirmed at this moment.
"There are sounds in the lobby..."
It's not time to relax yet.
There were movements in the previously dark and quiet lobby. These sounds were very clear and strange. There were the sounds of chairs being dragged, as if someone was moving the few pieces of furniture in the lobby, and there were heavy sounds.
The sound of footsteps echoed, and in addition, the sound of dripping water could even be heard.
It was as if someone had taken a shower and was still wet without drying himself off.
It seemed that the ancient house in the darkness suddenly became very lively and no longer lifeless.
Everyone remained silent after hearing these movements, not daring to speak or make any noise, for fear of attracting evil spirits for any insignificant movement.
The movement has not disappeared, but has continued and shows signs of getting worse.
"boom!"
A loud noise came from the dark lobby, which was caused by the chair being thrown to the ground. Then the chair fell apart and cracked, and the wood fragments scattered everywhere.
"Is there a ghost destroying the black Taishi chair? Is it because the ghost can't find the target in the lobby, so it is causing chaos?" Yang Jian thought to himself.
"Sha, Shasha...chichi!"
At this time, another strange sound appeared in the lobby. This sound seemed to be the sound of an old radio. The radio lacked a signal at the moment and emitted this electronic sound.
"No way, are you really here?"
Fan Xing's eyes narrowed when he heard this voice, and then he subconsciously looked at the ghost controller next to him.
The man's whole body was tense and his face was extremely ugly. He didn't dare to look in the direction of the lobby. He just lowered his head slightly and pretended that nothing happened.
I'm afraid the radio guy is here today.
And he triggered the curse.
But no one dared to say it, because this curse might not be directed at him alone, or it might be directed at everyone in the room at that time.
therefore.
Others didn't comment either.
Yang Jian doesn't know anyway.
At this time, it is better to do less than to do more. If Yang Jian finds out about this and wants to kill people like him for safety, there may be another fight in the back hall today.
But Yang Jian's eyesight is so sharp.
He noticed the change in everyone's expressions the moment the strange radio sound sounded.
"Have they ever come into contact with something similar to a radio before?" Yang Jian speculated in his mind.
As time goes by.
The supernatural phenomenon in the ancient house became more and more serious. People in the back hall heard the sound of something running quickly in the ancient house with bare feet. Because the floor of the ancient house was made of bluestone bricks, running barefoot would make a very clear click.
Voice.
"Is there a ghost running around in the lobby without any clothes after taking a bath?" The messenger named Daqiang muttered.
"Do you think you are very humorous?" Yang Jian looked at him.
Daqiang didn't say anything, even though he was teasing like this, his whole body was tense because he was worried that the ghost outside was running towards the back hall.
Just looking at it for now.
The ghost doesn't seem to notice this place.
As expected, the safest thing to do during the vigil is to keep this red coffin in mind.
But what concerned me the most was not these strange movements, but the sound of the radio that was getting closer.
The sound of this radio seemed to be coming all the way from the gate of the ancient house, and then without stopping in the middle, it came directly to the back hall.
The sound is getting closer.
The rustling sound also became clearer.
"Will ghosts really find us?" Fan Xing felt uneasy.
However, the more I worry about what will happen.
The rustling sound of the radio really appeared.
He stopped right at the door.
There is no separation in between, only the dark dividing line.
"This is the closest supernatural phenomenon to us. Isn't the lobby unsafe?" Eagle stared at the passage.
An old radio appeared on the ground and slowly moved towards the lobby.
It seems that there is something pushing behind this old radio.
The supernatural invaded the back hall.
"Sand, rustle..." The radio is listening for signals.
The signal was suddenly received at this moment, and the blind tone disappeared.
"You, you guys are in there, hey, hey hey." A strange tone came from the radio.