Chapter 46 Resurrection
After the collapse of the six ghost ghosts, the number of ghosts suppressed was restored to six, but suddenly a rusty coffin nail was nailed to the neck.
With an inexplicable ferocity in Zhao Kaiming's eyes, he looked viciously at the old woman who suddenly fell into stillness and fell limply to the ground.
At this moment, Li Jun and Wang Yue also breathed a sigh of relief.
“Great, the damn thing was crucified.”
"Professor Wang's research is correct. This coffin nail can suppress the evil ghost without any solution."
After the wish is completed, it means that someone in the family will be killed by the wishing ghost. Zhao Kaiming's expression at this time It was as gloomy as water, and there was no trace of happiness in my heart.
"Chichi."
A sound of unstable current and voltage rang out.
The light bulb in the mourning hall suddenly flickered.
Wang Yue couldn't help but take a step back and said in horror: "There is another ghost here."
Li Jun was startled when he heard this, and turned around to see a vague figure sitting on the coffin. This fierce ghost seemed to be trying to Step off the coffin lid.
Li Jun's will-o'-the-wisp ignited again, staring warily at the vague sound next to the coffin.
Zhao Kaiming narrowed his eyes and did not choose to interfere.
“Bang.”
The blurry ghost figure stretched out his hand to hold the coffin lid. With a slight sound, the tightly sealed coffin lid was opened a little.
"Plop~Plop~"
A faint heartbeat came from the coffin.
“Oh my god, there is a ghost inside the coffin.”
Li Jun’s expression changed, and he hurriedly pulled Wang Yue, who couldn’t accept it, back quickly.
"One ghost is releasing another ghost." Wang Yue shouted in horror.
Zhao Kaiming's face was particularly ugly. Could it be that he had guessed wrongly and that the thing in the coffin was not Liang Xingyang, but... a ghost?
As the vague figure coming down from the coffin completely opened the coffin lid, a pale hand suddenly appeared and rested on the coffin.
Li Jun and Zhao Kaiming were ready and tense.
Wang Yue is praying that the ghost will not be too scary, otherwise, he will really die here.
The blurry figure next to the coffin became even blurrier at this moment, and disappeared in an illusory second.
The "person" in the coffin now sat up holding the coffin.
Half of the body was exposed.
It was a young man with a pale face, as if he had been dead for a long time. The limbs that could not be covered by clothes were pale and without a trace of blood, just like a real corpse suddenly appeared as a corpse.
The young man opened his eyes and looked forward at this moment. There was a dead and numb color in those eyes. The numb eyes moved slightly and soon regained the look of a living person.
Zhao Kaiming breathed a sigh of relief.
This young man is none other than Liang Xingyang.
Liang Xingyang regained consciousness and completed his resurrection.
However, he did not know the trap of stepping on the human skin paper in the attack, and thought that he had successfully completed the plan.
He said in surprise: "Did you escape?"
Unexpectedly, Li Jun and his party really got rid of the ghosts and escaped to the mourning hall. So, the balance of all their ghosts and ghosts was restored, and the ghosts didn't attack them?
Wait.
Liang Xingyang narrowed his eyes and saw the old woman on the ground and the coffin nails stuck in her neck.
The time doesn’t match.
How could they restrict the ghosts so quickly?
I seem to have slept for a long time?
Liang Xingyang had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Wang Yue said in horror: "Are you a human or a ghost?"
Liang Xingyang frowned, came back to his senses, and glanced at the ghost rope around Wang Yue's neck: "You are about to Is there something wrong with Li Gui’s recovery?”
Li Jun reacted and immediately asked: “Who is Feng Quan?”
"Liang Xingyang."
It's too late to discuss.
Because out of the corner of his vision, Liang Xingyang noticed that the body of an old man on the ground was slowly squirming.
Liang Xingyang quickly walked out of the coffin and reminded in horror: "Be careful behind you."
Li Jun frowned, the other party actually played such a little trick on him.
"Ah..." Wang Yue shouted loudly, "Is there another ghost?"
Did they fall into a ghost nest?
Wang Yue pulled out a handful of hair so hard that his spirit almost collapsed.
Li Jun was shocked. He turned around and found that it was the old man who was shot in the head by Ye Feng. He stood up stiffly.
Zhao Kaiming looked ugly and quickly returned to the mourning hall.
Liang Xingyang looked at the coffin nail on the old woman's neck, gritted his teeth, ran over and pulled out the coffin nail.
Zhao Kaiming said in horror: "No, don't pull out the nails."
Li Jun was shocked: "You lunatic, you actually pulled out the nails from the coffin to release the evil ghost. I should have known it earlier. In this case, I should kill you "
Wang Yue pulled two handfuls of hair, his pupils dilated, and he murmured with a stupid look: "Oh my god."
A smile appeared on Liang Xingyang's lips, coffin nails. Finally back in hand.
Zhao Kaiming rushed over, grabbed him by the collar and roared: "Are you crazy? Or you don't know the horror of this ghost at all!"
Liang Xingyang raised his head and was lifted up by Zhao Kaiming. , without hesitation, he punched directly. Zhao Kaiming was hit on the side of the face, and the whole person retreated.
Looking sideways at the ghost mission that had been restarted, he quickly grabbed Zhao Kaiming, who was beaten into confusion, and hurried to Li Jun and Wang Yue.
"Listen up! There is only one ghost in Huanggang Village, codenamed Gui Cha. Not only can it suppress the evil ghost without any solution, but it can also restart indefinitely.
Now the ghost on the old woman has been directly Restarting on this old man, we can no longer be scattered and alone, otherwise we will definitely be attacked.”
"Now that the coffin is open, please make way for me and let the ghosts return to the coffin. We still have a chance, otherwise you will all die here."
Liang Xingyang said a long paragraph very seriously Then, the old man looked over with his sallow, lifeless eyes.
Liang Xingyang suddenly felt horrified and growled: "Get out of the way!"
Li Jun clenched his fists, confused, but chose to stay away from the coffin.
Zhao Kaiming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Liang Xingyang sinisterly, and left rationally.
Wang Yue's condition is not very good.
He covered his ears with his hands and yelled crazily. There was some crazy color in his eyes as he stared at the ghost who was walking towards him step by step.
He had some mental problems, and he did not forget to stretch out a hand and point at Guizhao with trembling fingers.
Suddenly, old straw ropes drooped all over the sky, and the entire mourning hall was covered with nooses. Not only did they wrap around Gui Chai's neck, but Liang Xingyang and others were not spared either.
“Uh.”
His neck was wrapped, and a strong sense of suffocation swept through Liang Xingyang, but he was indifferent because he was no longer a living person, but a corpse that relied on supernatural power to maintain life.
A pale hand grabbed the straw rope, and the cold breath eroded it. The straw rope suddenly broke, and Liang Xingyang fell steadily.
Li Jun was also hung up, but a miserable green will-o'-the-wisp flashed away, and the straw rope was burned to ashes.
Instead, Zhao Kaiming was hung up directly. He was just an ordinary person, and he was unwilling to use the supernatural power of the wishing ghost.
Zhao Kaiming's face was flushed from the suffocation, his hands and feet kept moving wildly, and he was looking at Li Jun and Liang Xingyang longingly.
Liang Xingyang smiled with a smile on his lips, and stepped forward to pull Zhao Kaiming down. The cold breath eroded the straw rope, and the straw rope broke instantly.
“Cough cough cough.”
Zhao Kaiming fell to the ground and kept coughing.
Wang Yue was also hung up, his face was red from suppressing it. He had a mental problem and used supernatural powers to attack everyone wantonly. The ghost rope took the opportunity to revive and strangled his neck into a thin thread. The rope Hanging on the mourning hall, it swayed automatically in the absence of wind.
Wang Yue's eyes suddenly regained their clarity for a short time, but it was too late. His mouth suddenly grew larger, his face became ashen, and his body swayed automatically with the calm wind.
Wang Yue died and the ghost revived.
The falling supernatural derivative straw rope naturally cannot stop the ghost.
The ghost man approached Wang Yue slowly, ignoring the hanging body and the revived ghost rope. Perhaps the priority of returning to the coffin was higher than anything else.
Gui Cha held the coffin with one hand and fell into the coffin in a strange posture. This movement was like a dazzling Thomas Spin.
Fortunately, we only completed half a circle.
A pair of old and withered hands stretched out from inside, grabbed the removed coffin lid, and then slowly moved it back.
With a "bang" sound, the coffin lid was tightly closed and returned to its original state.
Immediately.
Calm returned to the mourning hall.
It’s just that the scene is a bit too scary.
In the dark and gloomy mourning hall, a coffin was placed in the center of the hall. There was also a hanged corpse hanging from the cantilever on the roof, swaying slightly next to the coffin.
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