Mysterious Recovery

　　 The country’s night is exceptionally quiet.

　　 There were not many people in this village, and it was late at night. The old people in the village must have gone to bed early, so the whole village seemed to have entered another world at night.

　　 Quietly depressed, even scary.

　　 But at the entrance of the village.

　　 A house is a bit uncharacteristic.

　　 The door of this house opened, and the lights were on inside.

In the middle of the lobby, a vermilion lacquer coffin was neatly placed there. In front of the coffin, two white candles that were almost burnt were burning. The candlelight flickered, reflecting some weird dark shadows on the surrounding walls. It swayed, giving people an inexplicable gloom.

　　 Placed on the table in front of the coffin was a portrait of a young man. The portrait seemed to be covered with a thick fog at night. It was not very clear, only the outline of the portrait was seen.

　　 revealed a kind of weirdness.

　　 "Where did the people in the village go? Normally, there are people who guard the funeral at night."

　　 A group of people came from not far away, they stood in front of this house,

　　 Through the open door, they can clearly see everything inside.

"This village is originally weird. A ghost wanders around the village unscrupulously at night. These villagers can still live here as if nothing has happened." Zhang Yiming said solemnly: "In the daytime, I felt a little too much here. normal now."

　　 "Indeed, this village is normal and weird." Zhang Han nodded.

　　Because of this normality, a kind of deception has arisen, and they even doubt whether there is a ghost here.

　　 But what happened tonight has proved this, there are indeed ghosts in this village.

　　 And a ghostly village itself is abnormal.

　　 Normal people know that there is a real ghost in the village and they have moved away long ago, and it is impossible to continue living in the village, even if it is an old man whose homeland is hard to leave.

　　 "Don't worry about the village for now, let's solve the immediate problems first. If this ghost is really in this room, it would be easy to handle, solve it, and all problems will be solved." Ye Jun said.

　　 "Don't be too optimistic. Someone is dead now, and he is still a ghost master. The next person to die may be you or me."

　　 Ouyang Tian said with a gloomy face.

　　 Zhang Yiming said: "It is true that you can't be optimistic, but you can't do nothing... Now that you have made up your mind, let's go in and take a look."

　　 Everyone's hearts were stunned, and their eyes couldn't help but stay on the coffin in the mourning hall.

　　 Yang Jian followed behind without a word.

　　 It's better for him to keep a low profile at this time.

soon.

　　 Several people walked into the house with vigilance.

　　 I don't know if it is an illusion. As soon as I walked in, I felt that the temperature dropped instantly, and a cold breath enveloped my whole body, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"This coffin may be a bit evil. Don't move it for now to avoid any unpredictable accidents. Go to another room and go around. If you find nothing, then come back here... When I met that ghost, I wouldn't be killed without any reaction. If something goes wrong, I just call out and everyone rushes to support." Zhang Yiming said in a low voice.

　　I'm not sure if this ghost is in this house.

　　 If you are, you must find a way to find out.

　　 "Yes, but you must keep a certain distance." Ye Jun nodded.

　　 Yang Jian stared at the coffin for a long time, then gradually withdrew his gaze.

"Zhang Yiming's approach is right. This coffin is really wrong here. Anyone with a brain knows it. So it's the safest way not to move it. At least for now, everyone is safe. Wait until the surroundings are safe. It’s not too late."

　　 With this thought, he started to search the house after the others dispersed.

　　 You can keep a low profile at this time, but you can never paddle.

　　 must work together.

　　 The house has three floors and each floor has three or four rooms. The structure is not complicated. It takes less than two minutes for a few people to turn around.

　　 But just when they just turned around and left the lobby temporarily.

　　 The portrait placed in front of the coffin changed slightly under the flickering candlelight.

Half of the face of the man on the portrait was covered by darkness, as if rotted away, and a cold and strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...At the same time, the candlelight beside it dimmed quickly, and the flame on the candle seemed to be covered by something. Things have been suppressed, they have lost the power to burn, and gradually have a tendency to extinguish.

　　 The light in the lobby began to recede, and the darkness outside gradually suppressed.

　　 It’s just that no ghost wielder noticed this change.

　　 "Did you find anything?"

　　 Zhang Han walked out of a room and saw Yang Jian in the corridor asking in a low voice.

　　A ghost eye grows out of Yang Jian's forehead to ensure that there is no blind spot in his field of vision.

"No, not only the ghost was not found, but even the guardian was not found. If my guess is correct, there should be no one in the whole house...Where did those people go during the day? Zhang Yiming That's right, the whole village is a bit abnormal. He didn't dare to continue gambling, so he proposed to retreat before."

　　 He also walked out of a room. It was confirmed that there was nothing unusual.

　　 The excessive vigilance seemed to scare myself a bit.

　　 "Go downstairs and gather, and prepare to move the coffin. If there is no one in the house, it is very likely that the coffin is not a corpse, but... a ghost."

　　 But just when Yang Jian just turned around and planned to go downstairs.

　　 suddenly.

　　 "Ahem, ahem."

　　 Weak and weak, like a sickly cough, suddenly rang from the room behind him.

　　In an instant, Yang Jian felt cold behind his back and was startled to sweat.

impossible.

　　 He had already looked for the room just now, and there was no ghost at all. How did the coughing sound come out?

　　 "Yang Jian!"

　　 Zhang Han turned his head abruptly, his complexion instantly turned hideous, his body was a little abnormal, as if his joints were twisting or breaking.

　　 is already on the verge of using the power of ghosts.

"I come."

　　 Without saying anything, Yang Jian turned around and rushed over, kicking open the half-covered door.

　　 The dim room does not affect his vision.

　　 The ghost eyes on his forehead can see everything in the room clearly, like a red halo.

However......

　　 There is nothing in the house, no ghosts.

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　　 also did not cough.

　　 "It's gone." Yang Jian's heart shuddered.

　　 "Damn, have you been tricked?" Zhang Han was shocked and angry.

　　 Just now, the ghost was by his side.

　　 is close at hand.

　　 "If it's a ghost, it's absolutely impossible to disappear out of thin air, unless..." Yang Jian felt his whole body tense.

　　 Unless, this ghost has a ghost domain.

　　Only this ghost, codenamed Sick Ghost, can appear anywhere in the village.

　　 "Step on, step on!"

　　 suddenly.

　　 In the dark corridor, a footstep downstairs suddenly rang.

　　 "In the corridor." Zhang Han rushed over with a grim expression.

　　 At this time, you must not retreat. You must rush when you should rush forward, because you will die faster if you are afraid of death.

　　 Zhang Han rushed into the corridor one step faster than Yang Jian.

　　 There is only a three-story house, and the stairs are not long~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In less than a few seconds, Zhang Han caught up with the sound of footsteps going downstairs.

"impossible."

　　 A unanimous voice echoed in the stairs, with inexplicable shock.

　　 It was not a ghost that ran into the head, but Zhang Yiming and others.

　　 When they were investigating downstairs, they heard a strange footstep suddenly walking upstairs, ready to rush to find out the situation, but they saw Zhang Han.

　　 The previous scene in the village repeats itself.

　　 "Don't be impulsive, you are your own." Zhang Yiming took the lead in reacting and snorted.

"This happened again. We were all attracted by the sound of footsteps." Yang Jian also rushed over, his expression changed, and suddenly he noticed something: "Wait, where is Ouyang Tian without birds? "

　　 Ouyang Tian?

　　 Everyone looked at it, and they all trembled.

　　 is gone.

　　 Ouyang Tian, ​​he is gone.

　　 "Go back." Zhang Yiming roared, and immediately turned around and rushed downstairs.

　　 Everyone also realized the seriousness of the situation.

　　 After all, He Sheng was dead before it was unclear.

　　 But at this moment.

　　 The candlelight in the mourning hall had all been extinguished a long time ago, and the surrounding area was plunged into a kind of depressive darkness.

　　 The portraits in front of the altar were all shrouded in darkness, and there was a weird change that couldn't be explained... actually a bit like Ouyang Tian.