Mysterious Resurrection: Proof from the Red and White Duo

Chapter 77: The Ghost Tears Apart the Yellow Talisman, Attempting to Open the Red Coffin! (Seeking First Subscription!)

Zhang Han quickly got up, and while they were talking, the Source Ghost had already approached.

"First, try to lock it up. This ghost can't be controlled by normal means. Whenever it's attacked, it will abandon its original body and appear with a new identity."

Wang Xiaoqiang gestured for everyone to step back while giving them a reminder.

Yang Jian had originally planned to have the club members cooperate with him to suppress the headless ghost shadow, but after hearing this, he decisively abandoned the plan.

The group stopped about five meters away from the house.

In the darkness, they could see the figure that had attacked Zhang Han approaching from not far away.

He was an old man.

However, seemingly because there weren't enough people to suppress the ghost, it didn't attack the group. Instead, it walked into the main room.

"Um?"

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes shifted slightly, vaguely guessing some clues.

Could this ghost be heading straight for the coffin?

He had intended to move a little further out to get a better look at the situation inside the mourning hall.

But as soon as he lifted his leg, the old man's foot, which was stepping toward the mourning hall, suddenly stopped, and he stiffly turned his head.

"Are we being watched?"

Yang Jian quickly retreated.

The old man stopped looking in their direction and went back inside.

I had only created a small distance between us, and I was already in a state of being alone.

The area that this ghost had identified seemed to be much larger than I had imagined.

Everyone stood still, because of the distance; they were too close to the house to see what was happening inside the mourning hall.

We can only guess based on the sound.

Tap tap... tap tap...

Footsteps echoed in the lobby, the sound of stepping on ghost blood sounding sticky, but it did not hinder the ghost's movements.

The footsteps stopped shortly afterward.

The sound seemed to have stopped near the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of paper being torn could be heard.

"Oh no! That ghost is tearing the yellow paper off the coffin! We'd better get out of here!"

Ye Feng's expression changed, and he immediately felt unwell.

He wanted everyone to leave with him, but Yang Jian stopped him.

"What's the rush? Even though the yellow paper was torn up, did you hear crying?"

He looked at Ye Feng with disdain, sensing that the other man was traumatized by the yellow paper.

However, just as Yang Jian said, although the yellow paper was torn up, no supernatural phenomena occurred.

"Why is this ghost tearing the yellow paper off the coffin? Given the nature of ghosts, unless they trigger a murderous pattern, they shouldn't have any ulterior motives, right?"

Liu San also felt it was unbelievable at this moment. A ghost taking the initiative to tear the yellow paper was obviously very illogical.

"That's not necessarily true. Ghosts have all sorts of strange instincts. Maybe this ghost just likes to tear up some yellow paper when it's not doing anything."

Zhang Han chuckled and said half-jokingly.

Yang Jian nodded, finding Zhang Han's words to be reasonable.

When I rode the haunted bus, all the ghosts would instinctively get on and off the bus, but that doesn't mean that's their pattern of killing.

Ghosts are instinctively searching for puzzle pieces, and they will wander unconsciously when there are no puzzle pieces. In addition, there is another possibility.

That is, to purposefully search for something.

Just like the newspaper ghost that attacked Zhao Lei a few days ago.

However, such vengeful ghosts usually possess a trace of intelligence, while the source ghost in front of us clearly does not have this quality.

In this situation, it's truly impossible to guess what this ghost wants to do.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Yang Jian planned to venture deeper into the area, so that even if problems arose, he could quickly leave through the Ghost Domain.

He felt this test was necessary.

However, Wang Xiaoqiang and Ye Feng felt that Yang Jian was going a bit too far.

"No, the risk is too great if the crying and kneeling ghosts suddenly appear."

"Isn't the risk of standing outside much lower? Are you just going to stand there and wait for the ghost to crawl into the body bag?"

Yang Jian felt that the other party was being too naive.

"I think we can give it a try. A few meters doesn't make much difference. If all else fails, we can just have Yang Jian use Ghost Domain to take us away."

Liu San made a suggestion.

"Alright, I'll trust you this once."

Wang Xiaoqiang squinted. If he could, he would also like to get a few sheets of yellow paper and give them to Wang Xiaoming.

Soon, the crowd gathered and headed towards the mourning hall.

The sound of tearing paper had not yet stopped, and the silent village was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The closer they got, the more pronounced the sense of dread became.

Yang Jian reached the door first and peered into the mourning hall.

Beside the coffin, the Source Ghost stretched out its withered hand and tore off a piece of yellow paper.

It seems that under absolute suppression, the supernatural phenomena on the yellow paper cannot even be triggered.

In just a short while, a small piece of the remaining half of the yellow paper on the coffin was torn off again.

"By the way, why did this ghost tear up all this yellow paper? Is it because the ghostly power of the yellow paper is having some kind of effect on it?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but start thinking.

The others also peeked inside.

"Look at that portrait, hasn't it changed?"

Zhang Han pointed to the portrait placed on the coffin, "Yesterday he was a handsome man, how come he looks like an old man today?"

The others followed suit, but before they could finish speaking, they saw the old man's eyes in the black and white portrait move in their direction.

moment.

The old man, who had been tearing the yellow paper, froze and instinctively turned his head around.

At this point, the yellow paper on the coffin had been completely torn off, leaving only a pile of tattered paper scraps in the old man's hands.

"Are we being watched?"

Yang Jian had planned to open the Ghost Domain and leave, but considering that he had enough slots available, he abandoned the plan.

The others were already terrified; facing a ghost head-on required immense courage, even for a ghost tamer.

Seeing that Yang Jian and Liu San were still standing there, Wang Xiaoqiang and his two companions would have run away long ago if they weren't worried about being attacked alone.

Although the source ghost looked in this direction, it did not take any action. Instead, it threw the yellow paper on the ground, attempting to open the coffin.

"Does this ghost want to open the coffin?"

Everyone was startled, and their eyes were simultaneously fixed on the ghost's hand that was opening the coffin.

However, it seems that the supernatural power of the yellow paper has not completely dissipated.

As the yellow paper was soaked in ghost blood, a terrifying supernatural event finally erupted in the mourning hall.

And this time, it wasn't just a single piece of yellow paper, but a whole half-coffin of yellow paper.

The cries piled up one after another, and in just a moment, almost all of Yang Jian and the others could no longer control their urge to cry.

At the same time, the knees began to bend on their own.

Not only that.

The ghostly domain belonging to Yang Jian spread from inside the mourning hall, with ghostly blood constantly overflowing outwards, and a tall, headless ghostly figure even crawled out along the talisman paper.

This was actually my own supernatural experience.

Chu Mo not only stole his Ghost Eye, but also the Headless Ghost Shadow and the Severe Ghost Blood.

Adding to his own supernatural abilities, there are a total of five supernatural phenomena superimposed on more than twenty talismans, making the terror self-evident.

The ghostly domain of the Ghost Eye layered upon layer, and for a time it seemed to be enveloping Huanggang Village.

"Quick, get out of here!" Wang Xiaoqiang shouted.

Without any hesitation, as the red light spread, Yang Jian decisively led everyone to retreat.

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