Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

After seeing the second tomb, Zhou Deng just looked at the remaining tombs casually and stopped paying attention.

Although there were sacrifices placed in front of these tombs, Zhou Deng did not dare to do anything casually.

So I simply stopped looking at these tombs.

Instead, I started looking elsewhere.

soon.

Zhou Deng found a rusty shovel standing in front of an open space.

His eyes suddenly showed a strong look of expectation.

Then walked over immediately.

It was only when Zhou Deng picked it up and tried it that he realized that this thing was not the supernatural item he expected at all, but just a very ordinary thing.

This made Zhou Deng feel disappointed.

Zhou Deng circled the open space twice again, and finally found helplessly that except for the sacrifices that could not be moved.

It's not as good as I thought at the beginning.

This made Zhou Deng feel a little discouraged.

"Go back, go back, it's a waste of time if you don't find anything."

After Zhou Deng finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, he didn't know why, but somehow he came to the second woman's grave again.

After taking a deep look at the portrait on the tombstone, Zhou Deng actually placed the incense he got from the old house in front of the grave;

"You are the most pleasing to the eye here. If I put a stick of incense on you before you leave, it will not be in vain for me, Zhou Deng, to come here."

Zhou Deng didn't attach much importance to the incense stick in his hand.

Because when he got it, he didn't find anything special about it.

It seems like this thing is just an ordinary thing, nothing special.

Moreover, the incense stick in Zhou Deng's hand was already half burned at this time, and it would not be long before it was completely burned out.

Zhou Deng felt that there was no use keeping it in his hands, so he simply gave it up.

After doing this, Zhou Deng took the white lantern and left the same way without looking back.

But Zhou Deng didn't notice it after he left.

The incense stick standing on the grave suddenly began to burn rapidly;

The speed was very fast, and in just a split second, sections of incense ash fell down.

What's even more strange is that the smoke from the burning incense stick does not float upwards, but strangely floats downwards, and finally submerges into the old tomb.

It was as if there was something in the tomb smoking those cigarettes.

And as the smoke was absorbed by the tomb, the portrait of the woman on the tombstone in front of the tomb also showed some changes.

First of all, the smile on the woman's face seemed to have changed, and the width of the smile became wider.

Then the portrait gradually faded and the color became lighter;

In the end, the portrait completely disappeared, leaving only a blank space on the tombstone.

Immediately afterwards, the old tomb suddenly sank and collapsed.

A white hand with red nails suddenly appeared.

That hand rested on the tombstone, and with a slight movement, the tombstone fell down and was buried in the sunken old grave.

The next second.

A strange woman with a graceful figure and waist-length hair appeared in the middle of the open space.

The woman was wearing an elegant red cheongsam with a rusty handkerchief hanging around her waist. On her feet were a pair of red high heels, as bright as blood.

It feels elegant yet weird.

Moreover, this woman still exudes a kind of fragrance, which is like the smell of the burning incense before, but also seems to have a different smell.

If Zhou Deng were here, he would have discovered that this strange woman who suddenly appeared was exactly the same as the woman in the portrait on the tombstone.

But there was no rotten, lifeless aura about this woman.

If Li Yue were here, he would find that this woman is very similar to Liu Qingqing.

Not appearance, but something deeper.

Such as temperament and demeanor.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the wind suddenly picked up in the nearby old forest, and the trees swayed and rustled.

"Chuck, cluck."

The strange woman who was standing there quietly suddenly burst into laughter.

The laughter echoed, accented.

The originally normal laughter was suddenly filled with a strange feeling.

And as the woman's laughter spread.

The old tree that suddenly began to sway just now immediately returned to calm.

Even the wind that was blowing also stopped.

Then the woman walked slowly towards the ancient house along the yellow mud road she had just walked.

Zhou Deng didn't know the consequences of his actions, and Li Yue and others in the old house didn't know either.

After Li Yue and others returned from the lobby to the back hall where the coffin was, they quietly stood guard in the back hall.

Previously, Yang Jian used a strange hatchet to dismember the source of the dark ghosts, Li Gui.

This greatly reduced the terror of the ghost.

Even the darkness and ghosts could not be maintained, and the darkness in the ancient house retreated into the corridors on the left and right.

As the darkness receded, the evil ghosts that appeared earlier also temporarily disappeared.

But no one dared to be careless.

Because they all knew very well that although Yang Jian dismembered the fierce ghost, he did not take advantage of the situation to imprison it.

As long as you give the evil spirit some time, the dismembered evil spirit will still recover.

When the time comes, that fierce ghost will definitely appear again.

At some point, the old radio appeared on the ground in the lobby again.

Although there were rustling sounds from time to time, no signal was received, and no weird words were heard.

This made everyone feel a little relieved.

In this way, time passed little by little.

Unknowingly, everyone had been guarding the red coffin for several hours.

"What time is it now?"

"It's 3:30 in the morning."

"It seems that the evil spirit has really retreated temporarily, and the ancient house has returned to peace. If it continues like this, we should be able to survive tonight."

At this time, the eagle suddenly said:

"Why don't we take advantage of the time now to discuss what we should do on the third day, does anyone know?"

Hearing his words, the eyes of everyone present changed slightly.

From the experience of the first day, as long as we hold on until dawn, everyone will be safe.

Now it's only a few hours away from dawn, so it's still very sure.

In this way, it is indeed necessary to discuss what to do next now.

Confirming this matter earlier will also be very beneficial to their next actions.

"The first day is burial, the second day is vigil, and the third day, I think it is likely to be. Condolences?"

Li Yang was the first to express his opinion, but his tone was a little uncertain.

"No, that's not right. It shouldn't be that fast."

After Li Yang spoke, Wang Feng immediately retorted:

"According to normal funerals, the first day after a person dies is the day of burial, followed by a night vigil, followed by the announcement of the death and the issuance of a notice;

On the fourth day, condolences are held, and relatives and friends who receive the news of the death come to pay tribute to the deceased and pay their respects to the remains."

Having said this, Wang Feng glanced at everyone, and then continued:

"So the third day should be the day of announcement of the death."

His tone was quite certain, and everyone who heard it couldn't help but think about it.

It's just that young people nowadays are not very clear about funerals, let alone this seven-day format.

Although I think what Wang Feng said seems to make some sense, I dare not be completely sure.