The Mystic Painter of Recovery

Chapter 158 The Graveyard Behind the Ghost House

Yang Jiandao: "It is true that such things happen, although ghosts kill people according to certain rules."

"But with the emergence of supernatural events, ghosts, like ghost masters, will also appear some incomprehensible aliens. Although those alien ghosts are still killing people according to certain rules, the behavior of that alien ghost is no longer comprehensible."

Zhao Yichen nodded, "That's right, some ghosts of a different kind even control their own killing patterns. Obviously you meet the needs of being attacked, but the ghosts didn't kill you?"

"In the same way, you obviously didn't trigger Li Gui's law of killing, but Li Gui can create a loophole for you to trigger the law."

"People control ghosts, and ghosts control people, and they are all getting close to each other. This is a terrible problem."

"I don't know what will happen when all the ghosts gather on one person."

"Everyone, we should close the door first, so that similar things don't happen again." Another strange ghost master reminded.

Zhao Yichen nodded, "Let's go back first, close the gate here, and then help the old man into the coffin."

"There is no trace left by the ghost inside the door, that is to say, during the period just now, the ghost never stepped into the old house, but just stood outside the old house and knocked on the door." Yang Jian said at this time.

"Closing the door may not be a good choice. Maybe the ghost sent a wrong signal to remind us to close the door. In fact, the real danger will happen after closing the door. Isn't there a saying that calls closing the door to beat the dog? If the door does not move, there is It may be to leave us a retreat, which may be effective at critical times." Zhou Deng suggested.

While talking, Zhou Deng looked up at the two lanterns hanging above the gate.

Because he found out that the two red lanterns were secretly swapped for some reason at this time, leaving behind two white lanterns with words written on them, as if they were used to pay homage to the dead.

"My lantern was taken?"

Yang Jian looked over and observed carefully: "No, the lantern hasn't moved, it's been hanging here all the time, it's because the lantern has changed, if the lantern is taken away, it will definitely leave traces."

"The lanterns were red before, so no ghosts would come over. The old house is normal. Isn't it very similar to the red ghost candles in the headquarters?"

"Now after twelve o'clock, the lantern has turned into white, and there are also tempting ghosts inside and outside the ancient house, which is almost the same as the effect of a white ghost candle attracting ghosts."

"Isn't it reasonable that red and white lanterns correspond to red and white ghost candles?"

Yang Jian shook his head, "Experience and habitual thinking will kill people in supernatural events."

"Although these things are similar, there is no evidence to prove that your guess is correct."

"If that's the case, then don't move for the time being and keep the status quo." Zhou Deng spread his hands.

"If that's the case, then close the door first. If it's really encoffining and mourning, if the old man inside is not transferred to the coffin on the first day, it will be very dangerous afterwards."

Zhao Yichen once again proposed to close the door.

"I also agree to close the door, don't move the lantern for the time being, and continue to observe the follow-up situation before making a decision. If this place wants to survive, it must be cautious."

"I have a hunch that the reason why we are still alive and not attacked by ghosts is because a certain balance has not been broken, but this balance will gradually collapse over time, but we cannot advance the time when this balance fails. "

Yang Jian nodded, agreeing with Zhao Yichen's statement.

Zhou Deng and the other ghost master did not speak, but immediately closed the gate of the ancient house.

After the heavy wooden door was closed, there was no abnormality in the old house, and no movement was heard outside.

It seemed that everything just now was just a false alarm, but now everything has returned to calm.

Although no one said much, they already knew very well in their hearts that Li Gui was wandering outside this ancient house and might come in at any time.

"Go back, we still have to be buried." Zhao Yichen didn't say anything, but walked towards the hall of the inner hall.

There were more people gathered in the lobby than before, even Li Yang and Zhou Tianyi came out to check the situation.

"It's okay, it's just a little abnormality, what should I do." Zhou Deng waved his hand and said, "But what I want to find out is who moved this corpse?"

"Zhou Deng, as I said just now, it is impossible to frighten people by moving the corpse of this old thing in such a boring way." Someone saw that there was nothing wrong outside, heaved a sigh of relief, and then immediately explained.

"The corpse moved by itself, or it was the supernatural power carried by that chair. He moved the corpse to another chair."

Zhao Yichen, who didn't want to waste time, spoke directly.

"You mean, this chair has the ability to transfer others to another chair?" Zhou Deng's eyes lit up.

If there is such a chair, as long as you put one at home and bring one yourself, it can greatly improve the survival rate in the face of many supernatural events.

"No, it's more than that. In addition to being able to teleport, this chair has other functions, such as maintaining the balance here. If any of you want it, you can take it away as long as you can live for seven days."

"But right now, it's better not to mess with these chairs." Zhao Yichen had a serious look on his face.

"Don't worry, since Team Zhao said it, no one will move these chairs until the matter is over." Zhou Deng nodded.

"Yang Jian, you should have the ability to manipulate corpses. Try to see if you can control the old man's corpse and move him to the coffin."

Zhao Yichen tried to pull Zhang Dong's body with his hands, but found that he couldn't lift it up at all, so he could only talk to Yang Jian.

You must know that Zhao Yichen's whole body may have been spiritually transformed now, let alone lifting a corpse, even a car can be easily lifted in front of him.

Yang Jian nodded. Zhao Yichen had already touched the corpse in advance, and there was no danger. He didn't hesitate, and walked directly to the corpse. The headless ghost under his feet was attached to the old man's corpse.

At this moment, the old man moved, supported by the ghost, and the arm of the corpse was slowly raised.

The old man's body moved like a puppet on a string, and Yang Jian took the body to the back hall.

At the same time, when the old man stood up, the ghost inside Zhao Yichen was completely silent.

The moving corpse of the old man appeared in front of him as if a very terrifying ghost, and he could be wiped away as long as he raised his hand.

The strong sense of crisis made the ghost painting in his body dare not make any movement.

The old man came to the coffin in the back hall, and the few sticks of incense in front of the coffin were still burning slowly.

This scent covered part of the corpse smell, making the weird smell here less strong.

Zhao Yichen walked to the side of the coffin and pushed the lid of the coffin away.

It was not difficult to open the red coffin, even if the ghost in Zhao Yichen's body was suppressed, it was still easy to push it away.

And the inside is also empty, there is nothing, it seems to be waiting for the old man's body to wade in.

Yang Jian didn't waste any time and quickly settled the old man's body inside.

When the body was put into the coffin and lay flat, something unexpected happened.

The howling wind outside stopped, no, or it should be said that the wind direction changed.

If the previous gust of wind made a sound like a ghost crying, then the current gust of wind is just the same as a normal wind sound.

Feeling the restoration of calm in the ancient house, Yang Jian's face became serious, and he looked at Zhao Yichen and said.

"It seems that your guess is correct. The seven days in the ancient house correspond to the seven days of the funeral. The first day is encoffining. As long as the encoffining is successful, the supernatural phenomenon of mourning will be curbed, but this restraint should not be permanent. Wait until the second day On the second day, on the third day, the real mourning will come."

"But everything must be done in order. Once the order is disrupted, the consequences may be disastrous."

Zhao Yichen nodded, "So, the way to survive seven days in the old house is to follow the rules of the old house."

"The first day is encoffining, so what will the second day be?"

Zhao Yichen frowned, and it took a long time before he uttered these words:
"Vigil, condolence, mourning, banquet, funeral, the first seven nights of resurgence."

"The next day, it should be related to the three things of vigil, mourning, and mourning, but I don't know exactly which one comes first."

This sentence is the truth, although he knows which seven things Zhang Dongtou is, but apart from the first and the last funeral, they have forgotten the order.

"Actually, you can try one thing at a time, and make a decision after seeing which one works." Someone suddenly said this.

Yang Jian glanced at him coldly at this moment: "How many lives do you have to try? If it's condolences, do you think we are condolences to that old man?"

"It's just a way of saying that relatives and friends come to express condolences. Right now, this old man is dead. He is a dead person. If he has any relatives and friends, I'm afraid that all the people who will come to express condolences will be ghosts."

"Once we make a mistake, and the ghost enters the old house, and the day of condolence has not come yet, then we are the ones who are unlucky. Don't you think the supernatural phenomenon just now wasn't enough?" Zhou Deng immediately took over the conversation and added.

If I had chosen something else instead of encoffining just now, those supernatural phenomena would have gotten out of control and turned into supernatural events.

And if one step is wrong, then the next step is wrong, this old house will become a haunted house, and no one can survive in that situation.

"It's still early, don't worry about these things, let's take a rest first, and check the situation in the old house by the way."

"Tomorrow's second matter, the changes in the ancient house should give us a hint, provided we can grasp it." Zhao Yichen walked back to the room and did not stay here any longer.

"That's right. If you want to discuss it, there will be changes tomorrow night. This safe time should not be wasted."

"I think it's more important to find out the old house first, to determine the dangerous places, so that we can take precautions in advance. I was too hasty before, and I didn't visit many places." Zhou Deng said.

Back in the room, Zhao Yichen looked at Zhou Tianyi.

"Today's affairs in the ancient house are over. I will check the surrounding situation later and get familiar with the environment."

"I'm going to take this opportunity to see what's going on inside and outside the old house. If the time comes and I haven't come back the next night, then call me to the portrait."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yichen left the room and walked towards the back of the old house.

There seemed to be a lot of ghosts in the old forest outside, but he wasn't very worried. The beret could prevent him from triggering the ghost's killing patterns.

Ghost Painter and Ghost Heart gave him a body that was almost like a ghost.

Ignoring the astonished gazes of the others, Zhao Yichen walked to the back door of the ancient house, pushed the back door open and walked out alone.

"Team Yang, what's going on with Team Zhao? There are many dangers in Lao Lin outside now, in case something unexpected happens."

Someone looked at Yang Jian with a worried expression, hoping to find out the reason why Zhao Yichen went out from him.

They weren't worried about Zhao Yichen, they were just afraid that a captain would die outside, making this place even more dangerous.

He was also afraid that he would cause some trouble outside and bring the trouble inside the old house.

Yang Jian shook his head, he looked at Zhou Tianyi who came out of the room after Zhao Yichen.

"Boss said he wanted to check the situation outside to see if there was any unknown danger." Zhou Tianyi waved his hand, indicating that he was not very clear about Zhao Yichen's thoughts.

Outside the old house is a meandering path, which extends into the old forest.

This road is the path to the back door of the ancient house and the road leading to the gate is not the same.

This road is very strange, it is paved with yellow soil, there is not a single weed growing on it, and the soil is very new, as if it was repaired a few days ago, there was not even such a road before.

Along the way, occasionally some trees have been felled, leaving only wooden piles.

This path seems to be made out of restraint, in order to remind some people who don't know something.

As the distance from the old house got farther and farther away, the surroundings became darker and darker.

soon.

The nearby woods were all shrouded in darkness, leaving only a vague outline, only a yellow mud road stretched forward, as if it had no end.

There are also some strange figures around, looming, and the specific situation cannot be seen clearly.

'Is this the way to the Qilao Cemetery? Zhao Yichen frowned, thinking whether to continue walking forward.

But after thinking about it, he still chose to move on.

He didn't know how long it took, he couldn't count the time, but he wasn't very worried, Zhou Tianyi had his portrait there.

If the time came and he hadn't gone back, Zhou Tianyi would naturally remind him.

As he continued to move forward, the old trees around the yellow mud road gradually became thinner, and then he came to an open place.

This open area presents a circular shape, paved with yellow soil, surrounded by dense old forests, and no other trails have been found.

The end has come.

In this open space, Zhao Yichen saw several graves.

The old and the new are different, some look like many years ago, some are like a few years ago, and some are even newly buried. There are tombstones in front of these graves with names and portraits on them, and there are some gravestones in front of them. The sacrifice is white rice in a blue and white porcelain bowl.

The rice was hard, as if it was not cooked.

'This should be ghost rice, you can just drop the blood on the ghost rice, and then you can feed the ghost rice to the ghost to let the ghost leave. '

Zhao Yichen's eyes lit up, and he walked to the group of graves.

Although the environment is still a little dark, but far away from the ghost house, the ghost painter's supernatural power has recovered, and his ability to see things in the dark makes him not have much influence in this dark forest.

As he came to an earthen grave, a portrait appeared in front of his eyes.

On the portrait is a strange man, he doesn't look like the current person, he seems to have been dead for many years, because the clothes he wore when the photo was taken are very old-fashioned, but he looks very young and quite handsome.

'The cemetery of one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, but which one is it? Zhao Yichen looked at the photo, thought for a while, and couldn't think of a reason.

He looked at the bowl of ghost rice in front of the grave.

He stretched out a hand to take it, but as he bent down, the eyes of the man on the tombstone turned strangely, and he also followed his hand to look down.

'By the way, you can't take this ghost rice casually, you need to give the other party a stick of incense. Zhao Yichen withdrew his hand, thinking of the incense sticks next to the coffin.

At this moment, as Zhao Yichen stood up, he withdrew his hand.

The man in the portrait on the tombstone slowly looked back, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

He came to the second grave.

In front of the second grave is a very beautiful woman with waist-length hair and a smile, wearing a cheongsam. Because the photo is black and white, it is impossible to tell what color the cheongsam is.

There is also a bowl of rice in front of the grave, but this bowl of rice seems to be less than the bowl in front of the grave, and it seems to have been eaten.

Looking at the somewhat familiar cheongsam on the woman, Zhao Yichen immediately guessed the woman's identity——Zhang Youhong.

Some of the rice in the bowl was eaten, so it is very likely that Liu Qingqing has been here, so she is now in this tomb?
Thinking of this, he looked at the bulge behind the tombstone.

He continued to walk forward, and there were six graves here.

I don't know if it corresponds to the other six people except Zhang Dong, or it corresponds to something.

Maybe one of the tombs corresponds to Zhang Dong. After all, one of the seven elders of the Republic of China has never died.

At the same time, there is also a shovel here, but there is no supernatural power on this shovel, it is just an ordinary shovel.

"Putting Zhang Youhong to the grave with ghost incense seems to be able to bring her back to life, and the ghost incense that was placed on her grave can also summon the power of half a stick of incense to her peak time."

'I don't know what will happen to using ghost incense to visit other people's graves. '

'However, the other seven elders did not have the means of resurrection, so there should be no resurrection. '

'Perhaps giving them ghost incense can also summon their peak strength of half a stick of incense. '

'It seems that I have to go back first, first bring the three sticks of incense, and then burn incense on Qilao's cemetery before I can take away the ghost rice here. '

Shaking his head, Zhao Yichen planned to leave.

(End of this chapter)