Time passed little by little in the ancient house.
The rest of the people are safe.
On the second day of vigil, Yang Jian single-handedly withstood the attack of the evil spirits and corrected the wrong time. If nothing happens next, then the next day and the third day will be safe.
nothing.
But the price paid was also heavy.
Today, there are very few people who survive in the ancient house.
Yingying, Yang Xiaohua, Daqiang, Fan Xing and a strange ghost master.
Including Yang Jian and Li Yang, there were only seven people. You must know that there were nearly twenty people when we got off the bus.
However, Zhou Deng and Liu Qingqing disappeared.
I don't know if the two people died outside the old house, or if they are still alive somewhere.
During a brief period of calm, everyone took a rest.
During this period, no evil spirits appeared again.
The only one who moved was Li Yang, who was walking around the ancient house with the white lantern in hand to prevent the evil spirits outside from getting out of control and invading the ancient house in advance.
Although it was a bit tiring to walk for several hours continuously, at least it was safe.
And now that Li Yang is a ghost controller, there is no situation where his physical strength is exhausted, and his physical condition is maintained with supernatural power.
"It seems that ghosts really won't appear again in a short time."
Fan Xing sat casually in the aisle between the back hall and the lobby. He was very tired physically and mentally. He looked in the direction of the back hall.
There are eagles watching over there.
Everyone else needs time to repair and adjust back as soon as possible. There is no need for everyone to nervously guard the red coffin.
"If the funeral is announced on the third day, it should go smoothly, because we still have a white lantern in our hands. We only need to leave the lobby on time and stay outside for a day." Eagle said.
"But it looks like our chances of surviving until the first seven days are very slim. I think we should find a way to leave this ancient house and go back to the bus."
The strange ghost master now has an urgent desire to leave here.
This idea is also normal. Others did not object and seemed very silent.
"It's inseparable. No one knows the route of the supernatural bus. If you stay outside and guard the supernatural bus, the chances of it appearing are even smaller. If you stay in this ancient house and survive the first seven days, there will be a better chance." Fan Xing shook his head.
After saying that, he looked towards where Yang Jian was in the lobby.
Yang Jian was still sitting in the middle of the lobby, his eyes closed and motionless, like a corpse without breath.
But he is still alive.
Because the cracks on his face are constantly recovering as time goes by.
It's six o'clock in the afternoon the next day.
The cracks on Yang Jian's body have fully recovered, and the curse effect caused by the last use of the hatchet is weakening.
The emergence of this situation also shows that the evil ghost who was dismembered by him in the ancient house is slowly recovering.
But it's definitely not as fast as ghosting.
"I can make a complete recovery before twelve o'clock, but the ghost can't." Yang Jian looked at the healed wound and mentally estimated the progress of the ghost's recovery in the ancient house.
Today's hard work is worth it.
No matter how he estimated, he could make it through twelve o'clock that day.
After twelve o'clock, the ancient house enters its third day.
The third day is for mourning.
So as long as you do what you need to do on the third day, everything will be fine.
"That Zhou Deng should be dead." Yang Jian thought to himself: "He neither appeared in the ancient house, nor did Li Yang meet him outside. He was probably attacked by a ghost on the way and died in an unknown place.
"
"It doesn't matter if he's dead, as long as this troublemaker is around, sooner or later something will happen again."
"Yang Jian, don't you want to eat something?"
At this time, Yang Xiaohua came over. She looked haggard and her eyes were bloodshot. She came over with water and some compressed biscuits.
"In terms of food and water, we have enough for seven days."
Yang Jian just took a bottle of water and drank it all in one breath: "While it is safe now, take the time to rest more. Your physical strength will not be able to withstand the funeral tomorrow."
"I know, but I can't sleep. I seem to have insomnia. But these are small things. If I can go back alive this time, then everything will be worth it."
Yang Xiaohua shook her head, feeling that there was something wrong with her mental state, but she still longed to leave this ancient house alive.
If it weren't for this strong desire to live, she would have collapsed and committed suicide.
This experience is simply torture.
"The key to whether you can survive the first seven days lies in the next three days. According to the current situation, whether it is the burial on the first day, the vigil on the second day, or the funeral on the third day, there is no risk of direct contact with the ghost.
The reason why we got to this point is because we did something wrong and destroyed the balance in the ancient house."
Yang Jian said: "If we had acted according to the calculated results in the first three days, no one would have died."
Yang Xiaohua nodded, and she suddenly said: "Yang Jian, have you ever thought about giving up this letter delivery mission and leaving the ancient house early? You have a way to leave, right?"
"Leaving is equivalent to giving up this message delivery mission, and failure of the mission also means death for you. This is meaningless."
Yang Jian glanced at her and knew that everyone was thinking of retreating at this time.
After all, it was only the second day.
There are still five days to go.
Everyone knows in their hearts that seven days will not last unless a miracle happens.
Rather than die here, it is better to leave here and live a relaxing life for a few days before committing suicide. At least the death will be less painful and desperate.
"I'm just asking this," Yang Xiaohua said.
Yang Jian said: "Once the letter delivery mission is completed, you can burn the letter paper and return to the post office. I am not sure that the letter paper in this place can make the road to the ghost post office appear, but I have also made backup preparations. As long as I can survive until then, I can leave.
No problem."
He rarely talks.
But now, he talks more.
Perhaps this is a way to relieve stress and avoid tension.
Everyone chatted, rested, and repeated several rounds.
Time passed quickly.
night.
Twelve o'clock has arrived.
The second day of vigil has officially ended, and now is the third day of mourning.
The third day arrives.
There was no abnormality in the ancient house, everything was so peaceful.
"Yang Jian, the third day is here, what are you going to do?" Fan Xing walked over from the back hall and asked.
Daqiang's face was ashen and lifeless. He said: "According to the rules of mourning, all of us need to leave the ancient house today, right? If we don't leave, there may be other dangers."
"It's speculated, but I'm not sure, but you can't risk your life." Yang Jian stood up from the ground.
He moved his body.
The shattered body has been restored.
The curse of the hatchet has passed, and at the same time, his ghost eyes can continue to be used after restarting on a new day.
"What if we need a night watchman here? I have to go to the back hall to take a look at the situation to be sure." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he returned to the back hall and came to the red coffin.
now.
The red coffin is still placed here quietly, without anything unusual.
The two incense sticks, one long and one short, in the incense burner in front of the coffin no longer continue to burn. It seems that they have extinguished themselves since the balance of the vigil failed the next day.
"Captain, on the third day of mourning, I personally think we should leave that ancient house." At this time, Li Yang suddenly appeared at the back door holding a white lantern.
He is alone.
But the pale light emitted from the lantern reflected several strange figures nearby.
ghost.
He was following him from beginning to end, but he didn't show it.
"Okay, I trust your judgment."
Yang Jian did not reject Li Yang's proposal, because he was also inclined towards everyone leaving the ancient house, but he was still a little uneasy.
Li Yang has been holding a lantern for so long and nothing has happened, so he can basically be sure that it is safe outside.
But he was worried that if there were any supernatural phenomena in the ancient house, the coffin might not be able to be saved.
"I may have entered into a misunderstanding. The task of delivering the letter is that someone will appear to receive the letter in seven days. The target is not necessarily the old man in the coffin, and it doesn't matter even if it is the old man. As long as he can survive to the first seven days, the old man's
It doesn’t matter what the body looks like.”
Yang Jian thought for a while and finally motioned for everyone to follow him.
Everyone was already prepared, and now as soon as Yang Jian agreed, everyone left the ancient house immediately.
"As long as you are near this white lantern, you will not be attacked by ghosts. Although there are some supernatural phenomena around, there is no need to worry too much." Li Yang answered the crowd while holding the lantern.
soon.
Everyone gets together.
"Captain, it's up to you to get this lantern." Li Yang said.
Yang Jian was not polite, nodded, took the lantern and walked ahead.