Jiang Hao looked like he understood a little, but didn't completely understand.
"It's hard for me to explain this phenomenon in words. I can only guess based on the situation in the previous few days. Maybe in the first three days, this place could still follow the rules originally set by people, because at that time, the visions were all
It only appears once every twenty-four hours, which is in line with ordinary people’s concept of time.”
"But things are different now. As the loss of control intensifies, the rules originally set by humans are broken by the supernatural, because ghosts have no sense of time. Some ghosts with too high levels of terror can even control and change time."
Speaking of this, Li Leping raised his head and glanced at the ghost flag hanging on the top of the bamboo: "The original rules set by humans have been broken at this moment. Although some basic rules will still be followed here, what are they like?
Human concepts like twenty-four hours obviously no longer apply here."
"The first three days of the eight-day ceremony are carried out according to human concepts, and the remaining five days may be defined according to the laws of ghosts."
"Every time you complete a day's ritual, you may have spent the day."
"Until the end, when the ceremony is all completed, it is equivalent to eight days."
"Time is not the key. The so-called stay for eight days does not really mean that I should stay here for one hundred and ninety-two hours according to ordinary people's concepts."
"The real purpose of the mission is for me to complete the eight-day ritual in this place where people and supernatural beings are entangled."
Jiang Hao, who reacted after hearing this, looked horrified: "So the standard for judging the fifth and sixth days is no longer time, but when the process that should be completed on that day is completed."
"Then wouldn't this place be considered completely out of control?"
"It shouldn't have reached that level yet. It can only be said that there are already signs of this." Li Leping replied.
"Then what should we do next? Do we still need to follow the original speculation and hold the ceremony?"
Although Jiang Hao looked extremely miserable, he still remained calm.
"Let's see what happens next. Even if there are some signs of losing control in this place, at least the current conjecture of 'the messenger returning to the temple' is still mostly in line with expectations."
"Just like now, although there is a deviation in the time when the envoys come back and they return very early, there is only one envoy who comes back every time. This shows that this place has not completely lost control. Some rules should still be in place.
Suitable for this place."
"Except for the first envoy who has been imprisoned, as long as the remaining three envoys who are still outside do not all run back at the same time, the situation will not be so bad that it cannot be dealt with."
Li Leping made no guarantees and could only wait and see what would happen next.
"Then what should we do now?" Jiang Hao asked.
"Back to the main hall, although it is still the third day, it is actually time to complete the fifth day's ceremony. And since today's ceremony is called 'please come down,' then presumably it should be related to one of the other two coffins.
It’s about the coffin.”
Li Leping believed that although some of the rules in this place could no longer be judged by ordinary people's concepts, some rules that were originally related to the laws of ghosts still apply here.
Just like the golden corpse leaving the coffin, no matter how the outside world changes, its killing pattern will always remain unchanged. As long as a living person has an insight into its killing pattern, it can make good use of its killing pattern to survive.
Dangerous.
Of course, it can only be done once, because now that ghost has a face, the original killing pattern will definitely change because of the puzzle pieces being put together.
soon.
Li Leping turned around and walked towards the steps, choosing to return to the main hall.
Others did not dare to delay, and there was no other place to go. They could only follow Li Leping back to the ghost palace, which was equally dangerous and dangerous, but had a glimmer of hope.
Since everyone ran back to the main hall, the sound of wooden fish outside the door became a little blurry as the distance increased.
Time passed gradually.
"Tuk tuk tuk..."
The sound of the wooden fish became clearer again.
If everyone in the main hall can hear the sound of the wooden fish clearly, it means that the paper man acting as the messenger is not far away from the temple.
"coming soon."
Many people were standing behind the door of the main hall at the moment, staring in the direction of the open temple door, feeling uneasy. Every time the sound of wooden fish was heard, their hearts seemed to beat violently.
And just when everyone was holding their breath.
A paper figure riding a paper horse appeared.
"coming."
The bright moonlight illuminated this lifelike paper man, but also looked terrifying because of his ability to move.
But even under the gaze of everyone, the movements of this returning paper man and paper horse were a bit strange.
The paper horse beneath him seemed to be lame, swaying and the paper man on it started to swing from side to side, and its moving speed seemed to become a little slow, as if it was about to die.
next moment.
As if to confirm everyone's conjecture, the paper horse carrying the paper man had just entered the temple, and before walking a few meters, it suddenly fell to the side, and then stopped moving, as if it had lost all its strength and had been exhausted.
.
"Um?"
The people who were hiding behind the palace door and observing could not help but be startled. They subconsciously looked at each other, somewhat confused as to what was going on.
Why did the messenger fall down after walking such a short distance this time?
Recalling the first paper man imprisoned before, he walked all the way to the middle of the temple and almost reached the incense burner before he fell down and remained motionless.
"what's the situation?"
What confuses everyone even more is that the messenger who returned this time did not seem to be followed by all kinds of weird supernatural phenomena like the previous messenger.
There was no ink-like darkness pouring in, no cold breath floating around, and no thick corpse stench or terrifying ghost figures appearing.
The moonlight still shines in the temple, and the darkness still stays outside the temple gate, never eroding in at all.
Everything in everyone's eyes is a normal scene, there is no change.
“It’s so quiet.”
On the contrary, Li Leping felt something ominous because of the too calm situation.
Because the calmness now is a little unusual.
According to the previous reasoning, every time the messenger returns, there will be a danger.
But now, no one saw any evil ghosts appearing in the temple.
Too normal.
What is normal is not normal.
"Pfft!"
Suddenly.
In the corner of the hall, a lighted oil lamp burst into flames. The flames expanded and then went out immediately.
"What?"
The sudden change that happened around them immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"What!"
But just when everyone looked at the extinguished oil lamp, a ghost controller suddenly opened his eyes wide, roared and at the same time his veins popped out, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and his body exuded a ghostly death aura.