The Game of Mystery Recovery

Chapter 276 Yang Jian's doubts

"You want to leave early?" Yang Jian frowned and stared at Zhao Yi and Zhou Deng.

Without the help of the two of them, they would be in trouble.

"Team Yang, don't worry, we are not leaving today. Zhao Yi intends to leave after the funeral, and I also intend to follow him. Anyway, we will not be able to help you at the night of returning to the soul." Zhou Deng said with a smile.

"Today should be the last danger. As for the soul-returning night, I don't think there should be any danger on this day before you send out the letter."

Zhao Yi stared at the coffin, "As for the return of the soul, whose soul is returned, you should be able to guess without telling me. After the old man recovers, there is no difference between whether I am present or not."

Zhao Yi's words made the hearts of all the messengers sink. This corpse can suppress so many ghosts on the fourth day before it is fully recovered. If it recovers, it will be fine.

All of a sudden, everyone's joy of living to the sixth day disappeared.

"Don't worry so much. We've lived to the sixth day. Although it's dangerous after that, it's definitely not as dangerous as the first few days." Zhao Yi looked at the man and said in silence.

The danger on the sixth day and the seventh day comes from the gap in strength, and it is no longer a collision of rules. Relatively speaking, there is no danger in the previous few days. If you have enough strength, you can pass directly, and if you are not strong enough, you can't pass.

Yang Jian regained his senses at this time, set off and returned to the room where everyone stayed before, took out all the backpacks of Da Qiang, Wang Feng, Lao Ying and others, and threw them on the ground.

There are flashlights, clothes, food and water in the backpack, as well as some emergency medical supplies.

"Eat and drink well, ready to go on the road, hey, there is still wine? That's good, those people don't need it now and I'm cheap for nothing."

Zhou Deng was also polite, walked over, opened his backpack and began to eat and drink.

Yang Xiaohua also immediately brought her backpack over. She took out the food and water that she had prepared before, and let her eat first before talking.

"That's right. It's the safest time to take advantage of the fact that the sixth day has just started. You really should take a good rest." Brother Qin also walked over, took his backpack, opened it, and checked that everything was still there. .

"Today's funeral is to leave the old house and go to the woods behind, so you need to bring light sticks, flashlights, etc., food and water depends on the situation, and leave other things here. Anyway, we will leave as soon as the first seven is over. , you don’t need to waste energy on your back to slow down your actions.”

Zhao Yi lay on a grand teacher's chair, closed his eyes and rested his mind, so that others would not know what he was thinking.

Liu Qingqing stood by alone, she didn't dare to sit on the grand teacher's chair, she looked at Yang Jian and others having dinner with a somewhat unnatural expression.

But she didn't need to eat, drink, rest, or replenish her strength.

Most of her body is now made of supernatural beings, and she can survive by relying on supernatural powers. She is an outlier in the supernatural circle, because she has never had the risk of revived ghosts, and has embarked on a different path.

An hour later, everyone finished eating and drinking, and then began to rest.

Even if you can't fall asleep, it's good to lean against the wall next to you and squint for a while.

It was quiet today however.

There was not even a little wind outside, let alone any weird knocking on the door.

The inside of the old house is not so gloomy and cold anymore.

Some of the strange aura dissipated inexplicably, and even the old house now became a little brighter, and it was no longer so gloomy.

"I'm afraid this ancient house will be completely destroyed after the first seven days, and all the ghosts have left." Yang Jian sighed.

Hearing this, Zhao Yi gave Yang Jian a meaningful look. The reason why he wanted to leave was because he didn't want to face the revived Zhang Dong.

After eating and drinking enough, everyone checked the situation in the house again. .

There was no movement in the rooms on the left and right, and everyone was at the end of the aisle on the left and right.

Before, these two corridors were endless, and so were the rooms.

"Four from the left and three from the right. There are seven rooms in total in this ancient house." Yang Jian did the calculations, and found the room without the interference of the spirit.

No more, no less, exactly seven rooms.

"This shows that there were seven people living in this ancient house, or it was built on the scale of seven people."

"Seven? This is the size of a small team, but why are there only five graves behind the forest? Even if this old man is included, there are only six graves, so there is still one person missing?" Yang Jian was a little puzzled.

"Zhao Yi, you know this old man, so you should have some understanding of other people, right?"

Unable to figure it out, Yang Jian had no choice but to ask Zhao Yi.

"I have a little understanding, but it's meaningless. Some things are interesting to explore by yourself. It's useless for me to give you the answer directly." Zhao Yi waved his hand, saying indifferently.

"It's scary to live without purpose, not knowing what to do with yourself."

"However, I can tell you one thing truthfully. Among those seven people, there should still be one alive."

"And among these seven people, you should have only two who have never met."

Yang Jian frowned upon hearing this, "Why do you feel that you know me better than myself?"

But Zhao Yi didn't give any answer, just closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"Have you seen five ghost masters from the period of the Republic of China?"

Yang Jian began to think, and soon listed some suspects in his mind.

He immediately thought of the door knocker, his psychological shadow, the coordinates that the ghost post office got from the door knocker.

Next was Meng Xiaodong, the old man whom he met while delivering the letter, and Zhang Dong.

"There are three, so who are the other two?"

Yang Jian frowned, and soon thought of another person, Mr. Qin, the portrait of Mr. Qin appeared in Meng Xiaodong's room 301, there seemed to be some kind of connection between them, and Mr. Qin also survived from the Republic of China.

Fifth place, Yang Jian glanced at Liu Qingqing, the woman who controlled Liu Qingqing before might be one of the seven.

"Then there are only two left."

Team of seven, six graves.

The remaining one of the team of ghost masters from the Republic of China seems to have disappeared.

Did he leave the team behind, or did the remaining person not die?

Yang Jian closed his eyes, thinking about this question in his mind.

But obviously, without intelligence, he couldn't figure out these things at all.

It was impossible for him to realize that the headless ghost on his body came from Li Qingzhi, one of the Seven Elders, let alone think that the tall male corpse from the Caesar Hotel was one of the people he had seen.

Seeing that there was no danger, everyone relaxed a lot and took a rest. Even Zhou Deng curled up on the ground and yawned. His face was slightly red, as if he was drunk.

Zhao Yi glanced at him, and really couldn't understand how the ghost master who controlled the three ghosts was so drunk.

(End of this chapter)