A huge black shadow appeared on the wall of the back hall, like an abyss, and almost swallowed Yang Xiaohua.
But then.
The red balloon wrapped around her arm and slowly floated her up, preventing her from falling into the abyss and temporarily out of danger.
That darkness is not a ghost, but a ghost realm.
The ghost realm that shrouded the ancient house now invaded the back hall and began to affect the surrounding environment. Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that any abnormality appears in the surroundings.
"If the remaining people don't want to die inexplicably, please get close to this coffin." Yang Jian reminded the others at this moment.
The ground near the red coffin was dark.
That's because Yang Jian's ghost shadow covers the surrounding area. His ghost shadow can resist the invasion of other ghosts' ghost realms and prevent other evil ghosts from approaching.
It's just that the range covered by ghost shadows in this environment is limited, so he only used ghost shadows to cover the area near the red coffin, leaving other places unattended.
With a wave of his hand.
Yang Jian used a hatchet to cut off the thin thread of the red balloon.
Yang Xiaohua broke away from the shackles of the red balloon and fell down.
At the same time, Yang Jian withdrew the evil ghost that invaded Yang Xiaohua's body, allowing her to catch the red balloon that was about to float away again.
After walking on the edge of life and death for a while, Yang Xiaohua didn't dare to be careless anymore. She hurriedly stood next to the red coffin, not daring to move even half a step, for fear of being killed by the supernatural beings around her again.
Ordinary people are too vulnerable in this environment.
"Yang Jian, if we don't find a way, the eagle will die soon. This kind of gambling is very unfair. If the ghost wins the bet, it will kill one of us directly, but if we win the bet, it will only make the ghost take a few steps back."
." Daqiang came closer, his expression very solemn.
Because at this rate of death, within five minutes, he would be playing the dice game.
Participating in this kind of game is equivalent to going to the execution ground, and you won't live long.
Fan Xing also stared at Yang Jian.
I hope he can think of some more ways to alleviate the crisis.
"There is an emergency method. I didn't plan to use it at this time. After all, I have to live here until the seventh day. If I use up all my cards from the beginning, if there is another crisis later, I will have to wait for death.
Now it seems that it will be difficult for you to survive the second day, let alone the third and fourth days."
Yang Jian said calmly, with reservations in his hands.
Is there really a way?
The few people left looked at Yang Jian with wide eyes.
They just asked with some hope, but they didn't expect that Yang Jian actually gave them a little surprise.
Yang Jian didn't say anything, he just took out his mobile phone.
After opening it, he clicked on a game software on the screen. The icon of the game looked like a piano.
game?
Everyone who saw this scene was shocked and confused.
What kind of method is this?
Isn’t this a very ordinary mobile game?
However, Yang Jian didn't say anything. He opened the game software and started playing the game.
This is a piano simulation game. By clicking the piano keys on the screen, you can make the same sound as the piano.
The game is dull and boring, and no one even wants to play it.
But after Yang Jian quickly tapped the screen with his finger, a strange and ethereal music echoed in the back hall.
Musical sound is a medium, not something to be listened to.
At the same time, a terrible curse was released by Yang Jian himself.
The Curse of the Music Box.
This short curse is sleeping in Yang Jian's body. He has not used it since he woke up from the coffin last time, because this curse is very scary. Even Yang Jian who turned on the curse has no way to lift it. Once he is cursed
, without special means, death is almost certain.
At this moment, the curse of the music box is released, and the person who bears this curse is the eagle who is playing a dice game.
The eagle was sitting on the ground at the moment, staring at the third game in front of him.
The black die representing the ghost rolled out the number 4.
And he obviously had bad luck, the number he threw was 2.
The outcome has been decided, the outcome has been decided.
He lost the game in just the third game.
The eagle seemed to have long accepted this result. A wry smile appeared on his lips, and then he shook his head slightly, waiting for this terrifying game to take away his life.
Having seen the fate of the first few people who rolled dice, the moment he picked up the red dice to stop the evil ghost, he could already predict what the outcome would be.
"That's it. Maybe dying here is a relief." He accepted his fate and wanted to leave peacefully.
But right now.
The eagle heard a piece of strange and ethereal music floating behind him. After this piece of music appeared, it never disappeared. It seemed to have invaded his mind and kept echoing.
He was surprised and looked back.
"Yang Jian, what did you do to me?" Immediately, Yingying felt something was wrong with him.
"A music box curse, you are in a safe state until the music disappears, but after the music disappears you will definitely die. The time may vary from a few days to a week. The specific period depends on your luck.
"
Yang Jian took back his phone and said calmly.
Music box curse?
Is there such a thing?
Eagle's expression changed, and then he was surprised to find that he was not dead yet. He had clearly lost the dice game just now. According to the death time of the two previous people, he should have died at this time.
But now.
Except for a piece of music echoing in his mind, nothing affected him.
"It's unbelievable that the eagle didn't die after losing the bet." Daqiang discovered the problem and showed a shocked expression on his face.
Yang Xiaohua also stared at the eagle, which was also incredible.
"It seems that the curse of the ghost dice is worse than the curse of the music box. In this case, the game continues." Yang Jian said.
The eagle's eyes moved, and he just nodded, figuring out what was going on.
So he picked up the dice without hesitation and continued to play with the ghost.
Since you can't die and neither can ghosts, it's only fair to start this game now.
"Music box curse? I see. If you have such a method, why didn't you use it earlier?" Fan Xing said, "Why do you have to wait until now?"
"Do I need to explain to you?" Yang Jian stared at him coldly.
Fan Xing was speechless.
Yang Jian really didn't need to explain to him.
"This curse can only save people under certain circumstances. Under normal circumstances, this curse is a murderous curse. It would be a helpless move to leave it until now. And what's the point of arguing about it now? Everyone will be together soon
If you die, even if you survive today, tomorrow, retreat, or the day after tomorrow, it will be difficult to survive..." Daqiang said standing aside.
Yang Xiaohua didn't speak. She couldn't control anything by herself. After all, strictly speaking, she wasn't even a messenger on the fourth floor.
There are two main reasons why Yang Jian is reluctant to use the music box, that is, the music box can only be released on one person. If it is used at the beginning, even he will not be able to use it easily later.
Secondly, although the music box curse can protect oneself, it is also very deadly.
Releasing it randomly may have the opposite effect.
So he didn't use the curse of the music box to save Wang Feng at first, because he wanted to see if Li Yang could come back within this period of time.
But now it seems that the curse of the music box can no longer be preserved until the critical moment. If it is preserved any longer, everyone will probably die.
The supernatural phenomena outside the back door were temporarily stabilized by the presence of the music box.
However, the ghosts that invaded the lobby of the ancient house never stopped. The area affected by the ghost realm in the vicinity was getting larger and larger. Now it was not only the walls, but also the ceilings and aisles. Everything seemed to be under the influence of ghosts.
Disappear, swallowed by an abyss.
The environment that everyone is familiar with seems to be being erased from this world, including myself.
"Does the ghost want to invade the back hall and kill us all through the ghost realm? This is indeed a very unsolvable method. If the ghost comes in person, the medium will definitely be left behind and I will dismember it with a hatchet. But in this case, the ghost will
It can avoid the attack of the hatchet, so I don't have the conditions to trigger the medium." Yang Jian noticed this,
His ghostly image was disturbed by the supernatural and could no longer spread too far.
This ghostland is very scary.
You must know that this is still under some kind of suppression in the ancient house. If it were placed outside, this ghost's ghost realm would definitely be the most powerful one I have ever encountered. It has surpassed Yang Jian's five layers of ghost realms.
Yang Jian's five-layer ghost realm can send away some non-terrifying supernatural beings, and this ghost's ghost realm can also devour all people and buildings.
"There is no chance of success if we continue to stay here." He took a deep breath and glanced at the others.
Li Yang has not come back yet, and even if he comes back, he will only lure the ghosts from the back door away. He still has to deal with the ghosts in this ancient house on his own.
"What should we do?" The voice of the remaining strange ghost master was trembling.
This is both fear and excessive tension.
Yang Jian glanced at him: "Daqiang, you should be able to master the ghost realm."
"That's right." The messenger named Daqiang nodded.
Yang Jian said: "I want you to take over my position for at least ten seconds. Within these ten seconds, I will rush into the lobby alone and dismember the ghost who invaded the back hall. Otherwise, if this continues, we will
It will be consumed to death.”
"Ten seconds?"
Daqiang's expression suddenly changed: "I'm not sure. Is there no better way besides this method?"
"No, if the ghost realm of Li Gui engulfs the back hall, everyone will disappear, even this red coffin will disappear, and everyone will die by then. Now that the ghost has not appeared, I can't find its location.
Therefore, I must take the initiative, but once I leave the ghost realm and invade, I need someone to take over and support me."
"Here, you are the only one who owns the ghost realm, so you must hold on for ten seconds, even if you risk the ghost's resurrection." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he added: "This is the only chance.
"
"And you have to do it, and you can't say no."
Seeing this, Daqiang gritted his teeth and said: "I know, I will try my best in ten seconds."
Ten seconds sounds very short, but only those with ghost abilities know how terrifying and dangerous this supernatural confrontation is.
"After three calls, I started to take action." Yang Jian stared at him.
At this time, he did not doubt the messenger named Daqiang.
Because once he leaves, if Daqiang doesn't fight hard, he will die here, so this is not for others, but also for himself.
"Okay, I understand." Daqiang patted his face and cheered up.
"It's time to start."
Cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, and his nerves were extremely tense.
"One." Yang Jian stretched out a finger.
Daqiang nodded.
Fan Xing, Yang Xiaohua, and the remaining strange ghost master all stared at the two people.
"two."
Yang Jian clenched the hatchet in his hand. At this moment, he knew it was time for him to play.
Daqiang's face gradually became ugly, and the living person was transforming into the demeanor of a dead person.
This is a precursor to using supernatural power, and oneself is being corroded by evil spirits.
"three!"
After this sound fell, the ghost shadow covering the red coffin instantly retracted, and then Yang Jian rushed out like a wild beast. He left the back hall and went straight to the lobby.
"coming."
As soon as the ghost retreated, a powerful ghost realm immediately followed.
Just this moment of succession.
The darkness nearby suddenly eroded, and there was no place to stand around. Only the circle around the red coffin was still safe.
"Stand on the coffin." Fan Xing said in horror and hurriedly climbed up the red coffin.
Another ghost controller, Yang Xiaohua, had no time to act and could only lie on the coffin for fear of falling into the nearby dark abyss. However, the eagle who was playing a game with the ghost was safe. The rules of the ghost dice game
It protected him and seemed to isolate all supernatural beings from the influence of this ghost realm.
"damn it."
Daqiang was roaring and roaring, and his body was being rapidly eroded by his own supernatural power. This kind of pain was enough to drive people crazy.
His ghost realm is fighting against this all-devouring darkness.
Even if he tried his best, the area covered by his ghost domain was getting smaller and smaller, and he could only barely cover the red coffin, and this area was still shrinking as the confrontation progressed.
"Ten seconds, just hold on for ten seconds, I can do it." Daqiang's strong desire to survive was supporting him.
Let him not collapse due to despair.
At this moment, Yang Jian rushed into the lobby with a cracked spear. He had endured it for so long in order to stabilize the situation and survive the first seven days. Since the ghost capital has been oppressed to this extent, then he simply shouldn't be there.
What to consider.
Isn’t it just hard work?
He is not vain.
"There is no need to hold anything back, just trigger all the media to dismember all the ghosts that appeared in the ancient house, and reverse the situation in one go."
Yang Jian's eyes showed a fierce look.
The ghost shadow extended under his feet, forming a safe path, leading him to the middle of the lobby, and then the ghost shadow spread out to the surroundings.
As long as there are traces left by ghosts in the area covered by ghosts, the medium will be triggered.
Suddenly.
One by one, strange and terrifying figures appeared in front of Yang Jian.
Densely packed.
The originally empty lobby suddenly became a little crowded.
All are ghosts.
All are media left by ghosts.
And as the coverage of ghosts slightly expands, more and more figures appear, but many of the media are repeated and are not media left behind by one ghost.
"Do it."
Yang Jian let out a low cry in his heart, and he held the cracked spear in his hand and slashed at the ghost figure in the medium.
No fancy moves, no hesitation.
With one stroke of the knife, four evil ghosts' mediums were cut off.
"Ah~!"
In the dark ancient house, a strange and pitiful scream was immediately heard, which was horrifying to hear.
"Come again."
Yang Jian slashed with his second sword, and the mediums of three more ghosts were instantly cut off.
The evil ghosts in unknown places will be cursed by the hatchet and be instantly dismembered.
But when he wanted to swing the knife for the third time.
The curse of the first sword broke out.
The first blow of the hatchet chopped off the medium left by the four evil ghosts, and the curse that broke out accordingly would be even more terrifying.
There were cracks on Yang Jian's body. The cracks were so big that they were as wide as a palm, almost swallowing half of his body.
This kind of wounds not only appear on the body, but also on ghosts.
Such a serious wound cannot be repaired in a short time even with ghost splicing.
And new cracks are still growing.
Because the curse of the second sword broke out one after another.
At this moment, Yang Jian was like a piece of broken porcelain that fell to the ground. No part of his body was intact.
The ghost shadow seemed to be completely shattered at this moment.
"Restart."
Yang Jian growled, feeling the pain of being dismembered.
The ghost eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and a burst of scarlet light covered itself.
The originally fragmented body and ghostly figure recovered instantly in less than a second.
"Come again." Yang Jian's eyes were cold and fierce.
The hatchet in his hand struck down again.
At this moment he found it.
I have found the source of this ancient ghost town.
A vague and twisted figure of a terrifying ghost.
This figure is very familiar, because he triggered the medium to chop once before, but that time he took the initiative to bump into this evil ghost when he invaded the back hall.
It's just that the medium was not cut off after that time, so it couldn't be triggered a second time.
"I found you." Yang Jian ignored other media and slashed at the terrifying ghost with his knife, directly splitting it in half.
After the hatchet cut, the entire ancient house seemed to shake.
It's not really shaking, it's the darkness twisting.
Then a crack appeared in front of him.
This crack is like a ray of light, illuminating the ancient house.
The third time he used the hatchet, Yang Jian was very extravagant and specially dealt with this ghost, and this was the second time he did it.
Because if this ghost is not dismembered, its ghost realm will soon erode everything in the back hall, not even the red coffin can be saved.
Without the red coffin, the mission of delivering the message would have failed.