The Mystic Painter of Recovery

Chapter 163 The Red Room

Because of the loss of the light emitted by the lanterns, the inside of the dark old house.

I saw terrifying figures standing in the front yard.

Those figures were all dressed in black, big and small, tall and short.

And these weird people are not standing still, but began to move towards the old house non-stop.

I don't know when the back door was closed. It seems that it was automatically closed by the wind, or it was triggered by some rule of the ancient house. Today's back door cannot be opened, and everyone's escape route must be cut off.

"We can't stay here any longer, you guys hurry back to the coffin." Zhao Yichen's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Zhou Tianyi and the others.

At the same time, he also dragged He Yuelian to the coffin.

The number of ghosts is too terrifying, it may be more than two to three times that of the next day's night watch.

In this case, even with a beret, Zhao Yichen didn't dare to stay in the lobby all the time.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to survive today. This kind of number is simply not something a ghost master can deal with. Even if all the captains of the headquarters come, I'm afraid they will be buried here."

Ma Lin looked at this scene with some despair, even with filial piety in his heart, he was beating drums with worry.

I don't know when the eagle was dead.

Those present, except for Zhao Yichen and He Yuelian, were all alive in filial piety.

Zhao Yichen watched the dead eagle's eyes move slightly, because he noticed before that the eagle took out a pair of dice the next day.

That dice is a psychic item with a lot of side effects, but also a strong effect.

He immediately came to the eagle and took his dead and stiff body away.

He was not in a hurry to take the dice from the eagle, it was of no use to him, but quite suitable for Feng Jie.

At this time, the two paper figurines who were still standing stiffly on the left and right sides of the courtyard appeared in the middle of the lobby at some point.

The feet of the paper figurine were not separated at all, they were pasted together with a piece of paper, only painted in color in the middle, it was impossible to walk at all.

The eyes of the paper figurine are the scariest, peeping around with a strange gaze, making people feel creepy.

Besides.

All kinds of "people" began to come out. These people were like dead bodies buried in the ground. They were just dug out today, but they can still keep moving because of the supernatural power.

These people seem to be different, but in fact they all have a unified feature, that is, the clothes on these people are all black.

Even if the clothes are not black, the skin is black.

This blackness is not a natural skin color, but a decay, a trace of spiritual erosion.

It seems that the color of the clothes also represents some unknown balance.

These ghosts are still pouring in, without stopping, if they go a little further, they will cross the boundary and directly invade the back hall.

"No, something is wrong."

"That's not very reasonable."

"Because of the day of mourning, other people are not allowed to come to the back hall." Daqiang suddenly whispered while watching this scene.

Yang Jian looked at the coffin next to him, and he also frowned and said in a low voice:

"The situation has changed. All the ghosts are coming here. If this continues, the back hall will be blocked. We don't even have a place to move. I think this coffin should be carried out. Only in this way can the ghosts be stopped. invasion."

"Four days have passed. If the old man in this coffin is about to revive the ghost, then there has probably been movement by now."

"Captain, do you want to use this old man's body to stop these ghosts?" Li Yang said with a suppressed voice, "Isn't this too risky? If the judgment is wrong, the old man's body may wake up early."

"Maybe you can try this method. It stands to reason that after four days of death, the ghost in the old man should have recovered." Zhao Yichen stood beside the coffin, but he was not so afraid.

"You should also know that our stay here for seven days is not really for the so-called funeral, but to keep a certain balance in this old house from being lost."

"It's just that this way of maintaining balance was reminded by this old man in the way of the first seven."

"Accordingly, the day of mourning not only requires crying and mourning, but also requires guests to pay their respects to the face of the deceased."

"Putting out the coffin just fits this point. Maybe on the fourth day, the old man's corpse should be allowed to reach a certain balance with these ghosts." After finishing these words in one breath, Zhao Yichen stopped talking.

"Okay, let's give it a try. The five of us will carry this coffin out together. Whether it is useful or not will depend on the situation." Yang Jian nodded. He felt that what Zhao Yichen said was indeed reasonable.

"And this way, we can confirm in advance whether the filial piety on us has any effect."

Daqiang was also a little worried, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Action." Yang Jian gave the order seriously.

Everyone took a deep breath, reached out and lifted the red coffin on the ground abruptly.

The red coffin was extremely heavy, and what lay inside seemed to be not a corpse at all, but a coffin of stones. No, it was even heavier than stones, which was beyond ordinary cognition.

"This weight" Daqiang staggered and almost fell, his whole body was trembling.

Zhao Yichen stood at the shadow curtain from the lobby into the back hall and watched this scene, didn't follow along, just watched quietly.

The red coffin moved slowly towards the lobby.

Fortunately, the distance is not far, and they can still hold on with a forced breath, but other people are more worried about their safety after going out than this.

This is an unknown, and life and death depend on what happens next.

Even ghost masters like them, who have faced many supernatural events, are still tense and trembling slightly.

Stepping into the lobby, the air was cold and cloudy, and there was a rotten corpse smell in the air.

Black ghost figures emerged one by one, as if a crowd was surging, filling almost the entire lobby, and they were still approaching non-stop.

The crowd came over carrying the red coffin at this moment, and they were under a lot of pressure. Zhou Tianyi's breathing was a little heavy, and Da Qiang was breaking out in cold sweat, even his hands and feet seemed to have become stiff.

Fortunately, their appearance was not attacked by ghosts.

Even those ghosts didn't pay attention to their existence.

"The mourning clothes worked."

Such a thought came to everyone's minds, because this is an obvious thing. If it didn't work, someone might be killed by the ghost in this face-to-face meeting, and it is impossible to be safe and sound. After all, the ghosts here are so Too many, there is always a ghost that will stare at you.

The five people seemed to be invisible right now, they didn't exist at all, and they didn't cause any ghosts to notice.

The red coffin was successfully lifted to the middle of the lobby and fell down.

After finishing all this, the five of them looked at Zhao Yichen without saying a word, but the eyes revealed from under the white cloth said everything.

Why are ghosts still coming this way?

"Open the coffin so that they can see the remains of the deceased." Zhao Yichen did not go out of this area, still staying at the junction of the lobby and the back hall.

"Would you like to give it a try?" Hearing this, Da Qiang asked Yang Jian beside him while suppressing his voice.

But as soon as this voice appeared.

Several strange figures stopped suddenly, raised their heads, and looked at this side with a pair of horrified eyeballs, motionless, as if they were locking on someone's position.

Daqiang's face turned pale with fright, and he stopped breathing.

If you can't speak, you will be discovered by ghosts if you speak.

Mourning clothes can't completely block the attack of ghosts like Zhao Yichen's beret, it just blocks the ghost's perception so that ghosts can't find you.

If you want to avoid being attacked by ghosts, you must keep quiet and make no movement, otherwise the ghosts will still find you.

A few strange voices stared at this side because of Daqiang's words, but they didn't act immediately. It seemed that a word appeared for a short time and then disappeared, which was not enough for the ghost to attack you.

But in this case, you can no longer make any noise.

Otherwise, the ghost that has been staring at you may kill you in the next moment.

Daqiang realized the danger, so he kept silent and dared not speak any more.

"I've tried the first step, let's try the second step too." After thinking for a moment in his heart, Yang Jian raised his hand and pushed the coffin lid without saying a word.

"boom!"

The heavy red lacquered coffin lid fell directly to the ground with a loud noise.

As the coffin lid falls, suddenly.

The wrinkled and serene old man lying in the coffin suddenly sat up from the coffin under the influence of some supernatural power.

At the same time, the serene old face changed expression in an instant.

He became serious and ferocious, as if he was dying, very angry, although his eyes were still closed, lifeless, but it was completely different from the peaceful appearance before.

Sitting up and changing their faces in an instant, the palms of the people beside the coffin were sweating, and they almost turned around and ran away in shock.

Even Zhao Yichen couldn't help being a little nervous at this moment, there was no way, the old man's oppression was too strong, just standing up made the ghost in his body feel afraid.

It is also possible that this has something to do with Zhao Yichen not wearing filial piety.

At the same time, a weird and incomprehensible scene appeared.

The ghosts that poured into the ancient house all stopped at this moment, and stopped further intrusion.

The wailing and howling stopped suddenly, and the chilly wind pouring into the lobby also rapidly diminished, almost subsiding. The eyes of the two black paper figurines standing in the front changed back to the paper look. The previous flexible and flexible appearance like a living person is gone, and he no longer peeps around.

All kinds of supernatural phenomena seem to be disturbed and suppressed, and there is a feeling of disappearing.

But that's all, the ghost is still there.

Although he stopped, he didn't leave because of this, after all, the corpse in front of him hadn't really recovered.

The old man's corpse sat straight and stiff in the coffin, his old face was still serious and fierce.

There was a certain confrontation between him and the group of ghosts who broke into the old house, and a delicate balance emerged.

It was hard to imagine that a dead body could stop so many ghosts.

It's like a supernatural prop specially used to restrain ghosts.

But the balance produced by this confrontation is definitely not absolute. Most of the ghosts were stopped, but what about a small number of ghosts.

If you observe carefully, you can see a figure shuttling among the group of ghosts, ignoring the old man in the coffin.

And there was more than one figure.

Fortunately, after all, safety was temporarily restored here.

At this moment, Zhao Yichen suddenly noticed a strange movement in Yang Jian.

He wrapped himself in a ghost image and stepped on the wall, walking on the wall in a way that violated common sense.

Seeing that the direction of walking was the locked gate before, that gate was shot twice by Zhou Deng, and blood had seeped out of the wooden gate.

'Didn't I settle the ghost cabinet deal for him?How could he still go there? '

Zhao Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about the reason.

'By the way, Yang Jian has become a different kind. It is so dangerous to control the ghost head and make the ghost head think that he is Yang Jian. This guy Yang Jian will definitely make a deal with the ghost cabinet. '

'Although the ghost cabinet is very dangerous, Yang Jian is too cautious in doing things, as long as there is a slight possibility of accidents, he is unwilling to accept it. '

'What's more, this is a matter related to his life, making a deal with the ghost cabinet, so it makes sense to ensure that his memory will not be lost in the countless memories of the ghost head. '

"We'll go there too." Zhao Yichen looked at He Yuelian and held her hand.

At the same time, a red robe appeared on his body, and a pair of red boots appeared under his feet.

The embroidered shoes have the ability to move quickly, and the ability derived from the red boots under Zhao Yichen's feet as embroidered shoes naturally also has this ability.

The two had just taken two steps before the figure passed through the lobby surrounded by ghosts and came to the second room where Yang Jian was.

The wooden door was closed tightly, and there were several bullet holes on it, which were shot by Zhou Deng before. Blood seeped out of the bullet holes, and the blood stained half of the door, which looked very special.

Yang Jian noticed that Zhao Yichen was coming, but he didn't say anything, because he couldn't speak at this time, once the protection of filial piety disappeared, he would be watched by the ghosts here.

He opened the copper lock of the wooden door and put it away.

There is no brass lock.

"Creak!" There was a friction sound from the wooden door, and a gap was slowly opened.

There was a red light coming from the crack of the opened door, as if the inside was scarlet, wanting to enter another world.

A reddish light shone from the room, reflecting the dim corridor in red.

Yang Jian looked at this scene in a daze, hesitating whether to go in or not.

But at this time, Zhao Yichen directly pulled He Yuelian into the room.

A red room appeared in front of my eyes.

The walls are painted red, the floor is red, the roof is hung with red cloth strips, and there are even red lanterns hanging inside.

Dressed up like a wedding room, it seems to be holding a wedding.

'No bed' Zhao Yichen looked towards the middle of the room.

He remembered that there was a red canopy bed in Room 301 that was out of place with the room, and that bed was probably placed here.

But he didn't dare to move the bed, because there was a corpse of Meng Xiaodong lying on the bed. She was already dead, and she was on the verge of reviving the ghost. He was almost wiped out by the ghost old woman and died in the supernatural incident in room 301. Among them, in the end, he survived by restarting.

'Is the bed there also from this place? '

Speaking of this, he looked at He Yuelian, and the red wedding dress seemed to have a lot to do with this place.

The same is true for things like ghost vampire cabinet ghost scissors.

It can be seen that this room is except for the position of the bed.

There is also an empty space, where there should be another place for furniture, and the vacated area is very suitable for placing ghost cabinets.

’ It seems that there is more than that, and a lot of things are missing. '

Zhao Yichen saw the red hanger, which was empty, as if a piece of clothing was missing.

'Is it the red wedding dress on He Yuelian?Or the red cheongsam on Liu Qingqing? '

Then he saw the position of the dressing table, which lacked some makeup tools and even a mirror.

'Does the ghost mirror have ghost makeup? '

He also saw a red table with no stool beside it, and a red stool seemed to be missing.

'It seems that I have read the record about the red stool in the original book, but I forgot where it appeared. '

Everything is incomplete, making this room incomplete.

Recalling Sister Hong's sentence "They are all red." Everything seems to contain some kind of ulterior secret.

At this time, Yang Jian walked in after hesitating for a long time.

"Close the door, don't let other ghosts in." Zhao Yichen yelled at Yang Jian.

However, Yang Jian seemed a little hesitant. If he closed the door, it would be dangerous if something unexpected happened here and the door could not be opened.

After hesitating for a while and seeing the situation in the room clearly, Yang Jian chose to walk out of the red room.

'Yue Lian in red wedding gown, and Zhao Yichen in red robe, they seem to have some unknown puzzle about this room. '

'There seems to be some kind of unknown secret buried here, and there may be some kind of danger, so I still don't want to get involved. '

Yang Jian climbed on the wall, looked at the closed red room and thought to himself.

"Wait a minute, I thought of something, I'm going to get something, and try to see if I can do something."

Zhao Yichen looked at He Yuelian with a certain kind of strong curiosity in his eyes.

Obviously, at this moment, his curiosity was completely aroused, and he no longer cared about some unknown danger that might exist in the room.

"Okay, you have to come back soon." He Yuelian nodded, and sat in front of the dressing table, but there was no makeup mirror in front of the dressing table at this time, so it looked a little weird.

"Don't worry, soon, I will go to the real world to get a few things."

"By the way, you take this portrait, I have to use it to come back later." Zhao Yichen handed a red portrait of himself to He Yuelian.

At the same time, behind him, a phantom of a bone painting frame appeared, swallowing him into the world in the painting.

(End of this chapter)