Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

At this moment, on the other side of the old house.

Fan Xing and other ghost masters gathered together, there were quite a few of them, there were six of them including him.

It's a pity that Zhou Deng doesn't fit in with the group, otherwise their influence would be even greater.

"Did you hear it? The noise from the next door seems to be someone listening to the radio"

Someone said in a low voice.

In the room next to him, there was a rustling electronic sound, which was from an old-fashioned radio, and the radio seemed to be constantly tuning the frequency, trying to restore the signal, but it was very unstable, and the sound was intermittent once in a while. .

"It's 10:[-] now, and it's only [-] minutes until the next day. Why don't you go to the next door and have a look? If you're lucky, you can get a supernatural item."

Fan Xing's eyes flickered, and his heart moved a little.

After all, it is in the next room, the distance is very close, and the time is relatively sufficient, enough for a complete action.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are still 10 minutes before the next day. It stands to reason that they are safe before the next day, which has been confirmed during the day.

"How do you divide the things after you get them?"

someone asked.

Fan Xing said: "Let's see who survives."

The others thought for a while, then nodded immediately: "Okay, let's do it this way, so many of us can suppress even ghosts, and it's a waste of time to sit here and do nothing."

"Then act, don't waste time."

Fan Xing said immediately.

Immediately, everyone in the room walked out.

At this moment, the outside was silent, there was rustling sound from the room next door, and the wooden door was not well soundproofed, and the hollowed-out windows clearly revealed the movement inside.

Fan Xing immediately stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of this room.

In the room that was empty yesterday, there was an old radio at this time. The radio made a rustling sound when it was placed on the table, and the signal was intermittent, and it was impossible to listen to any radio station.

"no ghosts"

Fan Xing moved his eyes and glanced at the others.

The rest of the people nodded.

Stepped into this room together.

However, as soon as these people walked in, the radio that had lost signal was suddenly switched on at this time, and the rustling sound stopped suddenly, and a very ordinary voice came out from the radio: "Hello, is there anyone? Hello"

The radio seemed to be faulty and seemed to pick up a telephone signal.

"Hey, anyone hear that? Hmm."

The six people in the room stared at the radio, silent and silent.

No one dared to respond to the voice.

"Hey, hello, can you hear me?"

The voice on the radio repeated the question again.

Still no one answered.

They are all ghost masters, no one is stupid, and even stupid people can't live until now, who dares to respond to the weird voice from this kind of thing.

The voice from the radio asked repeatedly for a full 5 minutes, but finally no one responded and gradually disappeared.

"Shusha.Chick! Chick!"

The signal went down again.

At this time, the other talents relaxed slightly, and one of them said: "This thing doesn't look very good, take it away quickly, and leave this room."

Fan Xing nodded, just when he was about to take away the weird radio.

Sudden.

The signal of Rusha's radio suddenly became clear again, and the previous voice sounded again, with a somewhat weird laugh: "Hey, hey, there is indeed someone, I heard it. Rusha!"

Immediately after this sentence, the radio cut off the signal again.

"Oops!"

Fan Xing's eyes shrank suddenly, and his heart was raised at this moment.

He looked at the speaking ghost master.

The man's face was also livid: "Don't look at me, I was careless just now, and I didn't know that this thing could be deceitful."

Fan Xing picked up the radio at this moment, but he found that the radio was already old and out of shape, and it couldn't work at all. It was even filled with mud, as if it had just been dug out from somewhere.

"This is not a supernatural item, but a medium for spreading curses."

He tried to move the radio, but there was no response. If it was a supernatural item, it must be usable.

This time greed has gone wrong.

Not to mention the lack of harvest, but also the curse of some kind of ghost.

"leave here."

Fan Xing lost the radio with a dark face and hurried away.

The others also hurriedly dispersed.

But it seems a bit late now.

They saw it suddenly as soon as they went out, and it was pitch black outside.

The darkness has eroded to the door of this room.

Next to it, an old black chair was placed in the middle of the aisle, blocking the dark view, but what made everyone feel horrified was that there were two hands on the back of the chair, which were cold and stiff, with nails It was pitch black, and his fingers were covered with bruises, one piece of blue, one piece of black.

The other end of the hand was submerged in the darkness, and it was impossible to see clearly what was behind it.

And at this moment, the black master's chair in the aisle was being pushed forward by those terrifying hands, and it creaked across the ground.

"No way"

Seeing this, Fan Xing and the others suddenly panicked, not daring to get close to the thing behind the black chair, turned around and ran away.

The room is no longer safe, you have to go to the lobby.

Yang Jian on the other side also heard the sound of the chair being pushed, but the sound was not so close, there was still a distance.

But the movements of Fan Xing and others had already attracted Yang Jian's attention.

It wasn't just Yang Jian's attention, the movement here also reached Sun Xing's ears.

In this regard, he just kept a sneer. There are many people who will only act as monsters, and it will not help to solve the current situation.

"The others left the room and entered the lobby?"

Yang Jian frowned.

Look at the time.

It's already eleven fifty-five.

The next day has not arrived yet.

"Someone is afraid that they did something stupid, otherwise how could they enter the lobby early because they are so greedy for life and fear of death."

Yang Jian's eyes moved.

He is used to it, and there will be fools out of many people.

But it doesn't matter, idiots are destined not to live long, just die.

"It's time to go out. This day is basically confirmed. As expected, it is a night watch. The abnormality came from the room. This means that the room cannot be stayed. If we continue to take it, we will die here."

Without hesitation, Yang Jian quickly left the room.

He looked into the depths of the passage.

It was dark.

The Taishi chair, which was far away from the room, is now only a little away.

The place where I lived was even shrouded in darkness. At the door of the first room in the corridor, a black master chair appeared with a pair of weird palms on it.

The ghost has already appeared, and has almost invaded the interior of the ancient house.

"It's only one day, and the next day hasn't started yet."

What Yang Jian was thinking about was not which idiot did these stupid things, but he couldn't help but gasped in his heart.

The ghost appeared the next day, and it was so close, what should I do in the next few days?
"Can it really survive seven days?"

After withdrawing his gaze, Yang Jian stopped thinking about it and went directly to the lobby to meet other people.

"Have fun?"

Fan Xing and others ran out of the room, and as soon as they appeared in the lobby, they ran into Sun Xing who was sneering.

"What do you mean?"

Fan Xing's complexion changed, but he didn't tell what happened just now, he only said that he was looking for a supernatural item, but in the end he ran into a ghost.

"It's nothing to be greedy, I'm greedy too, but a stupid and greedy person should die early, so as not to hurt others."

Yang Jian said coldly.

"Whether what happened is what you said, you know in your heart."

Sun Xing didn't bother to expose their lies, so he just said coldly.

"Anyway, it doesn't affect me. Your stupidity will make everyone here bear the price together, and others will be dragged to death by you."

Sun Xing did not continue to say anything.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. We should figure out how to complete today's task."

Being reprimanded by two ruthless people at the same time, Fan Xing has no temper at the moment, so he can only quietly change the subject.

"This night should be a vigil. If I'm not mistaken, this place, including the inside and outside of the ancient house, is no longer safe. The only safe place should be near the coffin in the back hall."

"Then what are you waiting for, it's time for this night, let's hurry over there and stay there."

"If there is a mistake, this night is not a vigil, but condolences. According to tradition, the coffin needs to be moved to the lobby and opened for people to pay their respects to the remains. Of course, there is the possibility of crying."

The others were silent.

But time does not give them the opportunity to think and reason.

The darkness in the old house has already invaded.

Although it was dim before, there was light at any rate, but now, it's pitch black, and the only place where you can see clearly is the lobby and the patio.

"Since you are not sure, let's observe the actions of Li Gui first, maybe we can infer what happened tonight from these supernatural phenomena."

Sun Xing knew that the next day would be a night watch, but here, he couldn't speak, let alone do anything.

Because other people won't believe it, and without evidence, or hard facts, no one will believe him.

Be suspicious.

"Yes, you can take a look first."

The other ghost masters echoed.

Traces of ghosts began to appear in the old house one after another.

In front of the room shrouded in darkness in the corridor on the left, there is an empty grand master's chair. On the copy of the grand master's chair, one can clearly see a pair of cold, weird palms resting on it.

But fortunately, the ghost stopped there, and it should be some time before he entered the lobby.

When the darkness eroded to this point, it didn't continue. Although the lobby was dim, there was still some light coming in from the patio.

Everyone was forced to gather together in desperation because they couldn't stay in the room.

When I came here before, various supernatural phenomena had appeared in the nearby empty room. If I continued to stay, the end would definitely be very miserable.

Yang Jian was in the middle between the lobby and the back hall, constantly looking at the situation on both sides, his expression was cold, and he quickly said: "Go to the back hall."

The others were stunned and immediately followed.

Because Yang Jian had deduced the arrangements for the first day before, everyone was very convinced, and even Fan Xing admired this very much.

This insight and judgment alone are not comparable to them.

The next day should be a vigil.

Since it is the home page, the meaning is very clear. You must stay near the old man's coffin and guard the dead body of the old man. If you leave rashly, or if you are not around the coffin, this is a disrespectful approach.

And what kind of harm this disrespect will bring, no one can predict.

The red coffin stopped beside Sun Xing.

There was nothing there, except for a small incense burner in front of the coffin, with three sticks of incense stuck in it.

No. Now instead of three incense sticks, there are two.

One of the incense sticks was missing.

Yang Jian noticed this change at a glance, and then he thought of that guy Zhou Deng.

"Took a piece of incense."

The messenger Wang Feng's eyes moved.

"Where did Zhou Deng go? I could see other people before, why is he gone now?"

Fan Xing looked left and right, and found that Zhou Deng was not in the crowd at this moment.

"He must have stolen a piece of incense. This guy is a lunatic. He dared to go out and compete with ghosts for supernatural items when he was on the bus. He almost lured the ghost onto the bus."

Someone said through gritted teeth.

Many people hated Zhou Deng.

Because what he did was not human affairs.

These three sticks of fragrant tea have not been finished burning here for two days. Everyone knows that this is a very special thing, but no one understands, because they are afraid that some unexpected dangers will be brought about by touching this thing.

"Fortunately, he didn't touch the coffin, otherwise, I'm afraid it wouldn't be dangerous, and we might be wiped out directly by the group."

Humane.

"If he moves this coffin, I will fight him desperately."

Someone uttered harsh words.

One of the three incense sticks is missing, so it's not important to worry about this matter at this time.

He saw that there was an inconspicuous back door in the back hall.

The back door was open at the moment, and there was a crack in the door.

Through this crack in the door, he could see the scene behind the old house. It was an old forest shrouded in darkness. Beside the old forest, there was the same path, winding and winding, all the way to the back door.

This is the second way.

There is a road at the front gate, and there is a road at the back door.

"Although the back door is narrow, you didn't find it. The width is just enough to accommodate the coffin to be moved out."

The eagle observed carefully and said a more important message.

"So, when the right time, the right opportunity, we have to carry this coffin out for the funeral, go out along the path outside, go all the way to the old forest outside, and finally find a place to put the coffin buried."

Fan Xing also observed it.

"But it's too troublesome. Why didn't the old man just arrange his funeral and let himself lie in the coffin at the beginning?"

"You have to ask the corpse in the coffin this question, how do we know?"

The eagle glanced at it and said very bluntly. (end of this chapter)