Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

"No one moved, so he moved it himself. I have long seen the danger of this corpse. If there is no way to restrain it, everyone may die after the ghost wakes up. I think it needs to be nailed in a coffin."

After someone finished speaking, they looked at Yang Jian.

Everyone in the circle knew that Yang Jian had a coffin nail in his hand, which had almost become an open piece of information in the spirit circle.

Because he had a fight with Ye Zhen in Dahai City, a lot of information leaked from this fight, and many people analyzed and learned about his situation.

It can be said that it is not an exaggeration to say that the current Yang Jian is almost transparent in the supernatural circle.

That's why many people are envious of the coffin nail in Yang Jian's hand. Some people are jealous, and most people covet it.

At this moment, no one dared to have any thoughts about this coffin nail, no one wanted to be a bird, and this coveting heart was well put away.

Since this coffin nail cannot be taken away, the best way is to make Yang Jian lose this coffin nail too.

Once the weapon of the coffin nails was lost, to some extent, everyone was back on the same starting line again.

At least these people think so.

Yang Jian turned his head and looked at the man, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold: "It seems that I am too easy to talk, what kind of goods dare to point fingers in front of me, stop talking nonsense, I lose three times!" Next, if you don't kill me, I will kill you."

"I'm just proposing, proposing."

The face of the ghost master changed, and he hurriedly changed his words.

The other ghost masters flickered and wondered what they were thinking, but all of them moved away from him almost at the same time.

Even Sun Xing took Xiong Wenwen to lean back. At this time, he was happy to see that there were as few people as possible.

The danger of the old house has nothing to do with the number of people. With so many unimportant people missing, he believed that he would be more confident of surviving seven days.

"two"

Yang Jian said coldly.

"I wipe it, do I really have to do it?"

Zhou Deng looked at the situation and quietly retreated behind Sun Xing.

"three!"

After the third sound, the face of the apologetic ghost driver just now became ferocious, like a revived evil spirit, wanting to kill someone.

But the next moment, a cold and blackened hand grabbed his neck.

The action was very fast, even before this person used his ghost ability.

In other words, Yang Jian made a move when he counted to the second sound, or even earlier.

Seeing this scene, Sun Xing couldn't help but twitched his mouth, this Yang Jian doesn't talk about martial arts.

There is no suspense in the ghost hand suppression, Sun Xing doesn't even need to look at it, he can be sure that this guy has no power to fight back, because he has also used the ability to change the ghost to change the ghost hand before, and understands how terrible this kind of suppression is. .

Accompanied by a series of bone shattering sounds, Yang Jian strangled the ghost master to death on the spot.

"It's a real waste, what do you think you have so much ability, so what if you try to recover? It's easy to kill you."

Yang Jian carried the corpse to the patio, threw it out with a flick of his hand.

"There are no coffin nails so terrible."

The eyes of the others narrowed, their eyes filled with horror.

They thought that Yang Jian's strength was not much different from theirs, and that his prestige was due to the coffin nails. They didn't expect that a ghost master could be easily strangled to death with one hand.

A farce was quelled.

At this moment, everyone present began to weigh Yang Jian's strength again. After removing the other's coffin nails, would he be able to defeat him?

The answer in most people's minds is no.

After doing all this, the place has returned to calm, and the other people in the lobby will disperse and return to their original places.

"Are you sure you don't care about this old man?"

Sun Xing did not return to the room, he continued to stand in the lobby with Xiong Wenwen.

Although most people subconsciously think that the room is safer than the outside, but he knows that this is just a psychological effect.

If the old man's body is not handled properly, danger will still come.

"How?"

Yang Jian turned around and frowned.

"It takes seven days for you to deliver the letter, and according to folk customs, the funeral is also for seven days. I don't need to say more about the relationship between the two?"

Sun Xingdao.

"so what?"

"Since it's a funeral, there's always a process. Have you forgotten what to do on the first day?"

Sun Xing said that the wind outside the house was louder now, and he had a hunch that although the mourning outside had not started yet, it should be coming soon.

"According to traditional funerals, after a person dies, the family members of the deceased must let the deceased be buried."

Yang Jian thought for a while and said.

"Do you want to move this corpse?"

A ghost master came out, looked at the strange figure on the grand master's chair, felt inexplicably tense, this corpse was too terrifying.

"Encoffining naturally needs to be moved. Not only does the corpse need to be moved, but it also needs to be put into the coffin."

Sun Xing slowly said a sentence that horrified everyone present.

This corpse is obviously abnormal, and it is most likely to be a ghost. If it is restricted, it is fine. Moving a corpse suspected to be a ghost is even more difficult than solving this ghost.

For a moment, everyone staying in the lobby frowned, no one dared to take this risk.

This failure is not as simple as missing a piece of meat, and the high probability left to them is death.

"If these are indeed in accordance with the loss process, then the corpse of the old man must be moved to the coffin on the first day of encoffining. If nothing is done and he is left in the lobby, what will happen if the encoffining is not completed? "

Yang Jian didn't make a decision immediately, he looked at Sun Xing and asked suddenly.

He felt that Sun Xing must know some information that they didn't know, so he wanted to hide and learn something about the situation here.

"If it is not completed, what do you think will happen in such a spiritual place?"

Sun Xing smiled, but didn't tell him too much information.

Sometimes, the more you talk, the more trouble you get.

He himself has aroused a lot of suspicion here, if he reveals too much information, I'm afraid this group of people will attack him.

"Probably someone will die."

Fan Xing looked at the red coffin, then at the old man's body, and said.

"But it's too risky to move the body."

"It's up to you, it doesn't matter if you decide later."

Sun Xing returned to the room with Xiong Wenwen, his expression was calm from beginning to end, as if all dangers had nothing to do with him.

The others looked at his back and looked at each other.

Although many people can't understand him, it can be seen that after seeing his strength, everyone put away their small thoughts.

Didn't Yang Jian have to suppress the doubts in his heart in front of him?

Naturally, Sun Xing didn't care what everyone thought. The danger here could certainly threaten him, but the crisis on the first night was not that big, not to mention that when it really threatened him, he would take action.

It's far from that time yet, so he leaves the choice to this group of people.

Do you listen to him, or stick to yourself?
This group of people quickly made a decision. No one moved the old man's body. Even Yang Jian was dubious and returned to the room frowning.

Soon, calm was restored in the lobby.

There was no more cramped knocking on the door outside the old house. It seemed that everything was much better after the door was closed.

However, as the incident passed a little bit.

It was about three o'clock in the morning.

There was some movement outside the old house. It was the sound of the wind blowing at night, mixed with the rustling sound of the woods.

The wind is gradually getting louder.

There are various sounds made by the wind blowing through the building gaps inside and outside the ancient house. This sound is very strange, like someone crying, and it can be heard from all directions. It is impossible to tell where the sound is coming from.

The whining sound of the wind turned into a strange cry in the end.

This change is gradual, so that everyone did not respond at first, and unconsciously accepted this incomprehensible change.

"The whole old house is crying?"

Yang Jian in the house suddenly opened Yang Jian at this moment. He can be sure that it is windy outside, but inside the old house is crying. There are many cries, not just one, but several, or even a dozen cries mixed together.

"This sound is just like mourning."

For some reason, this situation reminded Yang Jian of the scene of a funeral.

On the first day after a person dies, the family members of the deceased need to cry to express their grief.

Right now, not long after the old man's body died, there was this crying sound. Isn't it exactly the same as mourning?

All this seems to be connected with the funeral process he had previously envisioned.

At this moment, he already believes that what happened in the ancient house is related.

It is something that has been arranged in the dark and everything is running, not the one that cannot be found. If you can judge the next changes in the ancient house in advance, you may be able to reduce a lot of danger.

"If there is no coffin, who will the whole ancient house cry for?"

Thinking of this, Yang Jian was inexplicably startled, and a strong sense of crisis surged up.

At the beginning, the strange sound in the old house was just the whining of the wind, and then it turned into crying and lasted for a while, and at this moment, there was a new change.

Those cries are changing places.
A familiar cry was originally in the front yard of the ancient house, and then seemed to move to the patio.

There was also a voice that was originally on the roof, but now it seemed to have fallen from the roof, and began to cry in the middle of the lobby.

The sound was very close, very close, as if it was right next door.

Even, to the horror of the room, a cry moved to the door.

"Xiao Sun! Damn, Daddy Xiong is almost scared to death. Why do I feel that there is someone outside the door? That person is about to come in!"

In the room, Xiong Wenwen looked out the door in horror, sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing.

He knew that it was Xiong Wenwen's ability at work. Although he didn't activate the ghost, his intuition was very sensitive, and he almost scared himself at this moment.

"Are you kidding, don't worry, don't say that there is no one outside the door, even if there is someone, he would not dare to come in, because I am here."

Sun Xing patted him, and didn't let the brat look out of the house again.

Otherwise, the sharp feeling that this bear child has, I'm afraid I can scare myself to death.

"Is it really okay?"

Liu Chen's arms were black, and he squatted on the side near the door, raising his head to look at the door from time to time.

Fortunately, he is much calmer than Xiong Wenwen. After experiencing some supernatural events with Sun Xing, everything here is not so scary in their eyes.

At least, there are many people here, and there is a chance to resist
Thinking of the ghosts in that haunted building, Liu Chen felt a burst of despair.

"Do you want us to help?"

The old man and his entourage also squatted in the corner near the door, and did not dare to walk into the house, perhaps because they were afraid that Sun Xing would drive them away.

"No, staying here honestly and not causing trouble for me is the best help. You can't do anything here, and neither can most of the people outside. If you meddle indiscriminately, you will die."

Sun Xing sat on the chair in the room and said.

In fact, in addition to some tables and chairs, there is a bed in this room.

But looking at this bed, not only Liu Chen, Xiong Wenwen and others, but even Sun Xing had no intention of lying on it.

This bed is too scary.
Although he didn't feel the slightest supernatural power from above, Sun Xing still frowned.

At this moment, the crying outside the house continued.

Fortunately, the cries were unknown, so the people in the room were safe.

But the outside of the room was so "lively", under such circumstances, no one was asleep, and everyone's eyes were wide open, staring outside with a bit of trepidation.

"Judging from the supernatural phenomena, everything here shows signs of getting out of control. That Sun Xing's previous judgment was correct, encoffining! Must be encoffined."

After Yang Jian realized this, he stood up immediately.

He pushed open the door and walked out, coming to the side of the old corpse.

The skinny, cold corpse of the old man sat upright on the chair with his eyes closed, extremely stiff, and there seemed to be more corpse spots on his body than before.

"The body is still there."

After seeing the corpse, Yang Jian felt less nervous.

He walked over immediately, thinking of using the coffin nails for the first time, but then immediately gave up the idea.

Everything here is traceable and operates according to a certain fixed program flow. If you use the coffin nails rashly, it will undoubtedly break the balance here.

In the face of supernatural events, as long as the current situation does not deteriorate, don't do unnecessary actions.

This was the thought in Yang Jian's mind.

So he didn't even use his ghost hand, he just reached out and grabbed the corpse's arm, trying to lift it up.

However, the old man's body did not move at all, and it was abnormally heavy.

"Can't lift it?"

Yang Jian frowned. With his strength, not to mention one corpse, even ten ordinary corpses could be easily lifted.

"The corpse itself is abnormal."

Yang Jian had no choice but to use Ghost Shadow.

A tall black shadow stood up from behind Yang Jian, and on the head of the black figure was a face that looked like blood smeared. The face was consistent with Yang Jian's appearance, as if it was rubbed on it .

At this moment, the ghost touched the old man's body.

At this moment, the old man moved. (end of this chapter)