Mysterious Recovery

No matter how the hatchet is used, there is a strong curse.

After Yang Jian cut off the five fingers of that Li Gui, a wound appeared on his hand. The wound was deep, like it was formed by decay, but it was regular.

His fingers fell one by one.

This decay penetrates deep into the flesh and is irreversible, and it appears very quickly.

But the wound did not spread further, and soon stopped.

"It is obviously profitable to exchange your own injury for the dismemberment of the ghost." Yang Jian had no expression on his face, indifferent to such a wound.

He picked up the two broken fingers, not wanting the ghost to find the puzzle again.

Throw his finger into the red coffin.

With the help of the red coffin to suppress the supernatural power, the fingers of these ghosts were rendered useless.

After finishing all this, Yang Jian stopped.

The ghost didn't continue to attack the other people here, so he didn't go to further dismember Li ghost.

There are too many dangers here, and it is impossible for Yang Jian to use all his power to deal with a ghost.

"Daqiang is dead." Seeing this, the eagle said silently while looking at the body of Daqiang.

Another messenger on the fourth floor died.

How many messengers are left now?

Yang Xiaohua, whose life or death is unknown, herself who is about to die under the curse, and Li Yang and Yang Jian.

In other words, leaving aside the two fierce men who deliberately broke into the ghost post office, Li Yang and Yang Jian, the original messenger almost died.

"His luck was a little bit worse, and Li Gui was stared at, triggering a certain mortal law of Li Gui."

Yang Jian turned to take a look, and said indifferently: "The mourning suit is not necessarily able to isolate the ghosts from attacking, it can only isolate the vast majority, just like the old man's corpse in this coffin."

"At this moment, recovery and sitting up can only suppress most of the spirituality. We need to fight against those omissions."

"So today's condolences even if we have done the right thing, the danger will still exist, but it's much better than before. After all, Daqiang is the first person who should die, although the others are dead. , But it's all because the balance has been broken."

The eagle said: "If this goes on, I'm afraid that only you and Li Yang will be able to go to the fifth floor. You have the ability to go to the fifth floor. Even the red letter delivery mission will still be difficult for you."

"No, there is one more person." Yang Jian said.

"Is it me? I'm cursed by the music box, and I won't live long." Eagle said.

He is no longer so afraid and taboo now, talk when he needs to speak, and ask when he inquires.

Yang Jian looked in one direction: "Liu Qingqing is not dead yet, she is still alive."

"But the first seven have not arrived yet, even if she is still alive somewhere, it is only temporary." The eagle sighed, and he felt exhausted physically and mentally.

Because this time the task of sending letters is really too difficult, too difficult.

Although it is theoretically possible for ordinary people to complete the task and send the letter successfully, the various conditions add up to be too harsh. If one step is wrong, you will have to pay a heavy price if you want to correct it, or even destroy it directly.

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Yang Jian did not return to him, but walked to Da Qiang's corpse, picked up his corpse, and then threw it directly out of the patio before disappearing into the ancient house.

But before that, Yang Jian still kept the mourning suit on him, and then threw it to Zhou Deng.

"Don't take care of you. I still need your spiritual power for the next actions, but if you mess up, I will chop off your head without hesitation and kill you directly."

He also mercilessly continued to beat Zhou Deng this week.

Because Yang Jian was worried that this guy would start messing around again after getting the mourning suit.

Now that few people are left dead, they really can't stand the toss, and the first seven are getting closer and the old house is getting more and more dangerous, and even Yang Jian has no confidence in his heart to fully cope with the situation in the next few days.

"Team Yang, are you still worried about me?" Zhou Deng said with a smile after taking over the mourning suit.

"It's okay, anyway, you won't have a second chance to make trouble." Yang Jian said.

If he dared to mess around in the last few days, he would really do it without hesitation.

"Keep on guarding, I don't believe I can't survive today."

Yang Jian faced the rest of the humanity again.

After the spiritual out of control just now, the ancient house resumed calm, obviously because he had dealt with all the capable ghosts, and the ghost with his palm on the black master chair also lost the ability to act.

It lacks five fingers, the puzzle is broken up, and the level of horror is obviously lowered.

Now he couldn't even push the black armchair, and could only stand there like other ghosts without moving.

As long as the ghosts don’t mess around, this situation is safe.

Even if Li Gui and Yang are only a few meters apart.

While waiting, keep an eye on the time.

Six o'clock in the morning, seven o'clock, eight o'clock...

One hour after another, the passage of time cannot be felt in the ancient house, because it is still a dim and depressing environment at night or during the day, so the time can only be confirmed through timekeeping tools such as watches and mobile phones.

Ten days earlier.

A subtle but disturbing thing happened.

The corpse of the old man sitting in the red coffin turned out to be tilted at this time, no longer sitting so straight, but leaning back slightly, as if he was about to lie down again.

However, the old man's corpse did not lie down, but kept leaning back in a weird posture.

And after this abnormality appeared, the balance in the ancient house was also broken.

All the ghosts took two steps forward almost in unison.

Darkness struck, looming again.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Deng was taken aback, and quickly backed away.

Yang Jian's ghost peeped at everything, and he said coldly: "The old man in the coffin can't suppress these ghosts anymore. The ghosts continue to invade."

"Isn't it possible, isn't the old man in the coffin the closer he gets to the first seven, the stronger it is? Because the old man's body is in a state of resuscitation." Zhou Deng said.

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Yang Jian said: "The old man is recovering, and the ghosts here are recovering after losing their restrictions. Do you say that the old people are recovering quickly, or these ghosts are recovering quickly."

"Everything has been calculated. On the fourth day, the old ghost revived, and other ghosts appeared on the fourth day, so at first the old man was strong and the other ghosts were weak, but over time, the balance will tilt and finally be broken. That limit should be twelve o'clock tonight."

"So, the ghost feast on the fifth day begins."

"The group of ghosts revived, the ancient house became a Jedi, and everyone would die tragically, just like a feast of ghosts."

After hearing this, the hearts of the rest of the people gradually sank to the bottom and became cold.

"What I am most worried about right now is not these ghosts, but the old man will not last until 12 o'clock, and the out-of-control situation will appear early, even if it is half an hour early, no, ten minutes, we will all be killed here." Yang His face was solemn.

"If everything is calculated, then there should be no problem. Now the old man has not lay back in the coffin, which shows that the confrontation is still going on." Zhou Deng said.

Yang Jian’s ghost eyes turned: “If it’s just a ghost inside and outside the ancient house, the old man’s existence should be enough to maintain balance, but don’t forget that when we got out of the car, a foreign spirit invaded here, so the foreign spirit power is very likely. It’s the last straw."

What he cared about was the medium that was triggered before.

The old woman carrying a bamboo basket.

It is suspected that the ghost who got off the bus, and the source of the ghost in the 301 incident in Dachuan City is the same.

And that old woman has already entered the ancient house, Yang Jian can be sure of this.

This is a potential danger.

As for when this danger will break out, it is unknown.

"Is the foreign spirit strange?"

Li Yang looked terrified when he heard this, he also thought of the old woman carrying the bamboo basket.

He saw the weird old woman when he took the lantern and walked across the patio.

Although it just passed by in a flash, he would never forget it.

But now, Li Yang didn't find the old woman anymore, as if the old woman disappeared after entering the ancient house, but he believed that this terrifying ghost was still staying in the ancient house.

The baby crying that suddenly sounded but disappeared~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is probably related to the old woman.

As time continues to pass.

Every hour, the corpse of the old man in the red coffin leaned back a little bit. Although the amplitude was not large at the beginning, after 12 noon, the old man who sat up was about to lie down completely in the coffin.

The price of the balance failure is that the ghosts invade the ancient house deeper.

The safety distance of five meters is gone.

Only a little over a meter remained.

It seems that only a few hours later, this ancient house will be completely invaded.

"This kind of unbalanced speed will definitely not last until twelve o'clock in the evening."

Yang Jian, Zhou Deng, Li Yang, Fan Xing, and the eagle in the corner all realized this, because they all know calculations, no matter how they estimate it, it is impossible to resist today.