Apparently only he knew about the strange things that happened in the moment when Yang Jian walked away.
Even though they were so close, Li Yang, Zhou Deng, Fan Xing, and Da Qiang seemed to be in the dark and didn't know anything. They didn't even hear the slightest movement.
However, what happened in that room did not affect the balance of the ancient house.
And now the room has disappeared and all hidden dangers have been eliminated. This is good news for everyone.
But that's all.
It did not increase hidden dangers, nor did it provide too much help. The first seven dangers in the ancient house still have to be faced by the remaining people.
but now.
There are not many people left alive.
"Don't dwell on what just happened. The dangers of the Day of Mourning are still going on. This balance cannot be maintained forever. So the top priority is to care more about yourself, rather than caring about useless things." Yang Jian looked at Zhou Deng and said.
This guy got addicted after picking up a human skin mask and wanted to get supernatural items everywhere.
Zhou Deng didn't speak, he just stood there with his eyes rolling.
His eyes moved away from Yang Jian, and then turned to the strange and motionless people in the lobby.
There are no people here, they are all ghosts. Maybe they are not complete ghosts, but they must be related to supernatural beings, and they are not the kind of ghost slaves that I have come into contact with before.
Therefore, even if one of the "people" here is taken outside, it is a supernatural event.
But now.
All the ghosts gathered together and kept quiet all because of the old man in the red coffin.
"There is still a long time left today, and it is basically unrealistic to spend the night peacefully like this. Therefore, no matter what dangers arise in the future, we need to deal with them. If we can withstand them, we can survive today safely.
"If you can't stand it, I won't need to say anything more." Yang Jian didn't have the chance to speak directly.
He was wearing dirty old mourning clothes, which could block the perception of evil spirits.
The others looked at him and nodded in agreement.
The eagle in the corner played with the dice in front of him and said: "The fourth day is for condolences, and the fifth day is the ghost feast. Those three bowls of rice are the key. Maybe on the fifth day, we can send away the ghosts who poured into the lobby, so we
Not only must you stay alive, but you must also keep those three bowls of rice and don’t use them in advance or lose them.”
He has no taboos either.
If you are cursed by the music box, you can use the ghost dice to deal with most of the ghosts in supernatural events. Although you may not be able to solve it, you can at least survive.
At least he won't live long.
"Your reminder makes sense." Yang Jian did not refute, but agreed.
The three bowls of rice on the fifth day may be important tools to send away these evil ghosts. Otherwise, if these ghosts stay in this ancient house, they will kill everyone sooner or later, and they will not survive the first seven days at all.
"Keep quiet now and take your time. As long as there are no abnormalities and the ghosts don't take the initiative to attack us, we don't need to worry about the rest. We can just stay by the coffin." Yang Jian retreated.
Like everyone else, he stayed next to the red coffin, resting and killing time slowly.
Time passed little by little.
Everyone was silent.
Although they were wearing mourning clothes, they were not at peace inside, because in front of them were all fierce ghosts. This kind of environment puts great psychological pressure on people. If you are not careful, you and others will be attacked by the ghosts.
engulf.
And Yang Jian was thinking about what happened before.
About the sixth floor of the ghost post office.
"If this mission is completed, everyone who survives will enter the fifth floor. And the woman from the Republic of China said that the ghost post office has a sixth floor. Only one person can be allowed in on the sixth floor, and after entering
He will never come out again and become the person in control of the ghost post office."
"I definitely can't control such a ghost post office. I don't want to be trapped in one place."
"So I have to arrange a successor before this matter is over."
Yang Jian's eyes slightly glanced around the others.
Eagle first ruled out that he had the curse of the music box and he would die after this message delivery mission. The only ones left were Li Yang, Da Qiang and the unknown Yang Xiaohua.
To be honest, the most suitable candidate is definitely Li Yang.
But he was not willing to let Li Yang be trapped there for the rest of his life.
"We'll see then. Maybe the messenger on the fifth floor will show up with someone I'm more satisfied with." Yang Jian thought to himself.
To be honest, he also feels like controlling the Ghost Post Office, because this place must be very important. Although freedom comes first, at least he can control unimaginable supernatural places to ensure that he can survive in this world of supernatural revival.
.
Quota is important.
Don't give it randomly, otherwise it is very likely to add a person who is a huge threat to the future. He must support someone he trusts to go to the sixth floor.
But when I was thinking about it.
Something strange happened again inside the ancient house.
"Sha, Sha Sha!"
The familiar radio sound suddenly sounded. It was very quiet at first, but soon the noise became louder and louder. After a while, it became extremely clear, and the sound was so erratic that it was difficult to determine the real sound as it echoed in the lobby.
The position seems to be moving.
"Is it that damn radio again?"
Several other people knew about this thing and didn't find it strange, but their expressions darkened and looked a little ugly.
Because this ghost radio is suspected to be able to guide other ghosts.
During the vigil the next day, the radio led the evil spirits to find everyone in the back hall, and then almost killed them.
And one of the radios was destroyed, and a new one popped up.
There is never a way to completely destroy it, even if Yang Jian uses coffin nails or a hatchet, it will not help.
Because the radio is just a medium, not the real ghost.
next moment.
The position of the sound coming from the radio did not move anymore, it stayed at the same position.
Fierce.
Yang Jian immediately looked along the position where the radio noise came from. This position made everyone's expressions change.
It was actually on the black Taishi chair behind the coffin.
I don't know when the old radio appeared on the chair, but I didn't notice it at all. It seemed like it ran to it on its own, or it seemed like it was secretly put there by some invisible ghost.
In short.
This supernatural medium appeared.
"Is the balance failing? The supernatural beings inside the ancient house have emerged." Yang Jian thought to himself: "Or, the old man in the coffin can only suppress the supernatural beings outside the ancient house, but cannot affect the evil spirits inside the ancient house."
The rustling sound in the old radio suddenly disappeared.
As if receiving a signal, a strange voice came from inside: "Hey, hey, is there anyone alive? Where are the rest of you? Why can't I find you? Hey, hey...
"
"Damn it, here we go again." Fan Xing gritted his teeth in hatred.
This thing can do tricks.
He had discovered them by cheating before, but ended up chasing them straight to the back hall.
Now they have learned well.
No one responded anymore.
"Hey, hey, I know you are here, stop hiding, come out quickly..." The voice on the radio continues to sound, as if someone is talking to you.
Yang Jian walked over without saying a word.
He directly stretched out his black hands to lift the radio, and then threw it into the red coffin.
The old radio fell directly on the old man's body.
"Ah~!"
Suddenly, a weird and miserable scream came from the radio, and then the signal was interrupted and turned into a rustling sound. Then there was no rustling sound at all, and it became dead silent without making any sound.
come out.
seem.
The radio triggered something more terrible, which was severely damaged, even suppressed.
"This ghost thing is really noisy. We should have done this a long time ago and let it be buried with this old man for the first seven years." Yang Jian said coldly.
"You are not afraid of accidents." Zhou Deng said.
Yang Jian said: "Accidents happen one after another. I don't want to worry about any accidents now. I just want these annoying ghosts to disappear in front of me."
"That's how it should be." Zhou Deng touched his chin and said with great approval.
"Continue to rest."
After Yang Jian temporarily solved the weird radio, he began to wait quietly again.
You have a bad feeling in his mind.
Because the radio appeared first, does that mean that other ghosts that appeared the next day will also appear next?
For example, the source of that dark ghostland?
For example, the unclothed corpse that he dismembered?
Another example is the ghost that Li Yang encountered before that frightened him.
However, time has just passed.
A voice once again broke the silence in the ancient house.
"Wow..." The baby's cry sounded loud and clear.
"Is it the baby that was lost before? Did it appear first? I clearly nailed it to death before, but it's a pity that I accidentally lost it again because of my fight with Liu Qingqing." Yang Jian thought to himself.
However, the crying sound stopped suddenly and abruptly before it appeared for a while.
As if something unexpected had happened to the baby, the last cry was accompanied by a strange scream.
Everything about the sound subsided.
It seemed that the abnormality had disappeared, but everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble.
Something more sinister appeared in the ancient house.
However, in the short term, the thing that suppressed the cry of the terrifying baby did not appear, and seemed to be wandering around the ancient house without eyeing anyone.
But when the time came to six o'clock in the morning.
Something was wrong in the dense crowd in front of me.
The crowd was separating, and at the same time, another unusual sound came. This sound was completely different from the previous sound. It was the sound of a chair falling to the ground and being pushed.
soon.
A black Taishi chair appeared among the strange crowd. This chair squeezed out the others and appeared at the front.
Behind the chair is darkness, like a ghost land, or like a deep road, shrouded in darkness with no end in sight.
What pushed the black Taishi chair was a pair of skinny hands, and the black nails looked particularly weird.
"Is the black Taishi chair still there? Wasn't it broken by something before?" Yang Jian frowned.
He had previously remembered that there was a sound of broken chairs when the lobby was shrouded in darkness, but in the end he did not see the broken chair fragments, nor did he see the evil ghost.
"The supernatural being that cannot be suppressed by the red coffin has appeared again. As expected, the ghosts in the ancient house are rarely restricted. The real dangers all come from within the ancient house, not outside the ancient house." Seeing this, the eagle was indifferent.
He couldn't help, he could only watch from the sidelines.
The strange hands behind the black chair moved at this moment, slowly retracting them.
It seemed to disappear into the darkness bit by bit.
But the next moment.
Something creepy happened.
Wearing mourning clothes, Daqiang thought he could avoid the perception of the evil ghost, but a pair of withered palms appeared on his shoulders.
"Are you targeting me?" Daqiang's whole body was filled with coldness, and his face changed instantly.
The strength of these skinny hands was astonishing. No, it should be said that the supernatural power was so powerful that it made him despair. At this moment, he lost control of his body, and he was forced to sit down with his shoulders pressed down.
"Yang Jian!"
Da Qiang shouted at the top of his lungs.
this moment.
Yang Jian also suddenly moved.
His ghost eyes peered into everything, and he also discovered the pair of hands that appeared behind Da Qiang.
The six layers of ghost realms in the ghost eye appear superimposed instantly.
Everything is suspended.
The hands stopped moving.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian slashed with the hatchet in his hand. Even without triggering the medium, he could cut off the evil ghost's hand in an instant.
But at this time.
Those skinny palms with black nails were retracting quickly. The movement was very fast, but under the influence of the six-level ghost realm, it was very slow. At least Yang Jian could react at this speed.
The hatchet fell.
Three thin and long fingers were cut off, and then the hands disappeared.
Disappeared on Daqiang's shoulder.
But Daqiang's face was already ashen, with no breath of life.
he died.
He was put on his shoulder by a ghost and died with a gentle push.
A certain fatal killing pattern seems to have been triggered.
"Is it too late?" Yang Jian's eyes darkened and he suddenly looked back.
On the black Taishi chair, a pair of skinny hands were still resting on it, but the hands were missing three fingers and were incomplete.
The ghost was attacked by a hatchet and partially dismembered.
The level of terror has been reduced.
Yang Jian quickly picked up the fingers and threw them into the red coffin to avoid unnecessary accidents.
The dismemberment is not enough, the ghost still has the ability to move. If you want to completely break up the ghost into a non-threatening state, you have to cut off at least five fingers. This level is far from enough.
Yang Jian didn't say anything, but strode over, intending to kill this threat first and not give the evil ghost the possibility to continue killing people.
Act quickly.
Almost the next moment, he rushed to the black Taishi chair and slashed it with the hatchet in his hand again.
At this moment, the ghost did not dodge, and the two missing fingers were chopped off.
One hand completely slipped off the black Taishi chair, leaving only one hand still resting on it.