The Game of Mystery Recovery

Chapter 263 The shock from the corpse

Both Zhao Yi and Yang Jian felt that the coffin should be carried out now, so naturally no one objected.

Now is the moment of life and death.

All the previous practices were speculations and have not been confirmed. This is the time for confirmation.

If one guess is wrong, everyone may be killed by ghosts in an instant.

The two strongest combat powers present made a unanimous decision, and no one would question it.

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..." Brother Qin staggered and almost fell, his whole body was trembling.

Zhao Yi's eyes moved slightly, and a card appeared in his hand, Ghost Wind.

Fang Shiming's ghost wind is a very terrifying ghost. If Fang Shiming didn't dare to fully use the ghost wind's supernatural power because he was close to the ghost's recovery, it would not be certain who would win at that time.

"woooooo"

A breeze appeared in the back hall, startling everyone, thinking that a ghost had invaded.

But soon they knew what was going on.

With the sound of the wind, the originally heavy coffin became much lighter, as if there was something supporting it under the coffin.

"Don't think too much, let's move the coffin out first." Zhao Yi reminded.

If the coffin cannot be lifted due to lack of strength, then death will be wronged.

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.

Life and death depend on what happens next.

Even a veteran like Li Yang is still tense now, and his whole body is trembling slightly.

Even Yang Jian couldn't help but clenched his spear tightly with one hand, ready to crucify the approaching ghost at any time.

At this time, Zhao Yi still had the time to observe the surrounding situation. After all, he knew very well that nothing would happen tonight. After all, everyone present had mourning clothes.

And even if there is any danger and the ancient house is out of control, as long as Zhang Dong and Meng Xiaodong's ghosts do not take action, Zhao Yi will still have a chance.

Step into the lobby.

The air was cold and cloudy, and there was a smell of rotting corpses 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.

A group of people came over carrying the red coffin at the moment, and they were under a lot of pressure. Fan Xing was breathing heavily, Brother Qin was sweating non-stop, and 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."

This thought popped into everyone's minds. If it didn't work, someone might be killed by a ghost in this face-to-face meeting. It is impossible to be safe and sound. After all, there are so many ghosts here, and there will always be one ghost that will stare at you.

The seven people seemed to be invisible at the moment, they didn't exist at all, and they didn't arouse any ghosts' awareness.

Finally, the red coffin was smoothly carried to the middle of the lobby and fell down.

In the lobby, 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 looked like dead bodies buried in the ground. They were dug out today, but they still remained active for some reason.

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.

"What should we do now?" Li Yang couldn't help asking, looking at Li Gui who was still approaching even though he didn't attack everyone.

As there are more and more ghosts, there will be no place to stand in the lobby after a while. Once the body meets the ghosts, one can imagine what will happen.

Zhao Yi watched the coffin being put down, ignored Li Yang's inquiry, and raised his hand to push the coffin lid.

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

Although Zhao Yi said "this" before, no one thought that he would open the coffin without hesitation.

However, it has not waited for them to say anything.

Sudden.

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 his face in an instant, the palms of the people beside the coffin were sweating, and they almost turned around and ran away in shock.

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 cries of wah-wah stopped suddenly, and the chilly wind pouring into the lobby also quickly diminished, almost subsiding, and the eyes of the two black paper figurines standing in the front changed back to the paper-like ones, without the eyes of the previous ones. The appearance of turning around like a living person is no longer peeping 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 it.

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

Playing against each other creates a delicate balance.

"This, this is okay?" Fan Xing opened his eyes wide, feeling incredible.

"This is the strongest man of the last era, isn't this normal?" Zhao Yi said lightly.

Perhaps Zhao Yi is also a strong-willed person, for the seven old men of the Republic of China who are too powerful to fight against, he always has a good impression of someone at least in his heart.

"But this is a bit too exaggerated, isn't it? Even if he was the strongest in the previous era, I still can't understand facing so many ghosts." Brother Qin said in surprise at this time.

"Unless, the strongest in the last era you mentioned includes not only ghost masters, but also ghosts." Yang Jian looked serious, staring at Zhao Yi and said this.

(End of this chapter)