Chapter 266 Red Room
“This, is this okay?”
The eagle opened his eyes wide, feeling incredible.
Everyone saw the strange arm sticking out from the door.
Each arm has bite marks from teeth, cuts from sharp objects, bloody holes from sharp objects, and bruises like palm prints.
Yang Xiaohua was trembling all over. She didn't know whether it was because of the cold, or because she was an ordinary person who couldn't help but be afraid when she saw a ghost for the first time.
Yang Jian's pupils emitted a faint red light. Under the influence of the ghost eyes, his eyes could spy more clearly.
It was raining heavily outside the door, and all the ghosts on the threshold were pulled into the rain curtain. After that, there was no movement, and they fell into a deathly silence.
It wasn't until a pair of strange arms tried to pull away the evil ghost who had already stood in the ancient house that something unexpected happened.
This process was not easy. Some of the outstretched arms even retracted, as if they were disturbed by the supernatural in the ancient house and had to interrupt the attack.
The old man sitting up in the red coffin is recovering, and he automatically suppresses the black-clothed ghost who walks into the ancient house.
And those ghosts covered with black veils were also defined as ghosts who came to express condolences, and they were suppressed by the old man's corpse by coincidence.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly: "In the ghost forest outside the ancient house, many ghosts are still coming out to express their condolences. Although some of them will be subject to assimilation restrictions, I only do this to share the ghosts on the fifth day. "The day of condolences is coming to an end."
In the first ten minutes, the old man dies, the corpse will lose its supernatural suppression on the black ghost, and the effect of the mourning clothes will be at its weakest. At that time, the supernatural imbalance will be completely unbalanced, which is the real danger we have to face today. "
"Then what should we do?" Eagle asked eagerly.
Yang Jian held the cracked spear and said expressionlessly: "Do you think the mission of delivering letters is to treat guests to dinner? It can be completed without taking risks?"
Wang Feng's eyes moved: "If we can't stand it , can you allow us to hide in the mirror? "
The messenger in the mirror will most likely survive the seven days with the food prepared for the seven-day mission in the ancient house. And meet the conditions of staying in the ancient house for seven days and complete the task through cheating.
However, no one can say whether it can be successful through this loophole.
And the disadvantage is also very big. Hiding in the mirror means that nothing can be interfered with. We can only hope that Yang Jian and the others will successfully complete the mission of delivering the message.
If the mission fails and the post office curse breaks out, they will all be killed by the evil spirits caused by the curse.
However, if you can't survive the fourth day, then there seems to be no need to consider longer-term letter delivery tasks.
Yingying and Daqiang are also thinking about Wang Feng's suggestion. If they can't hold on, they can try anything as long as they can survive.
Liang Xingyang's face turned cold and he refused directly: "You have no chance to back down. If your half-heartedness causes the mission to fail, I will kill you directly."
The mirror was in his hand and he kept it there. room, so he has direct decision-making power.
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and said the same: "If you want to exit, you can leave the ancient house through the back door now. Maybe you can still have a glimmer of life. Otherwise, if I find someone who is not working hard, I will never be polite."
< br>The cracked spear slammed into the floor, and there was a loud noise in the silent old house, and there was even a trace of echo in the sound.
The black silhouettes and ghosts on the patio of the ancient house turned their heads one after another, their numb and lifeless eyes devoid of any human emotion. They were just suppressed by the old man and unable to move, otherwise they would have come over to attack Yang Jian again.
Wang Feng's expression changed slightly and he could only sigh in disappointment.
Yingying and Daqiang are also regretful, knowing that there is no chance of calculating and gambling, and only by completing the task can they survive.
Only Yang Xiaohua’s face showed no reaction.
Her only role is to hold the red balloon. There is definitely no chance of entering the mirror space. If there is no hope, there will be no disappointment.
As time continued to pass, one hour, two hours, and five hours passed.
Yang Jian's ghost eyes peered through the gap and noticed that there were more and more figures wandering in the rain curtain outside, and they seemed to be quite large.
At this time, the ghost that can break through the rain curtain and walk into the ancient house is no longer frightening. It even appears to have no body, and requires a medium to present it.
For example, a ferocious human silhouette is reflected on the wall. It is like a lost shadow of someone, and it is now staying quietly on the wall without moving.
Yang Jian lowered his head and asked: "What kind of ghost is the figure on the wall?"
"Shasha... this is a ghost with high growth potential. It has the ability to transform living people into ghosts. ability, now the shadow on the wall is just a projection , the real evil ghost needs a medium to be presented, and there are no nails in the coffin, so it is very difficult.”
An old radio was placed on the ground by someone unknown, and it seemed to be connected to a certain channel, Liang Xingyang calmly said. Voices came from inside.
……
Corridor on the right.
"It's time to open this door and complete the requirements of the ghost closet."
At this time, a young figure stood in front of the second locked door, and Liang Xingyang was murmuring.
A brass key, a brass lock.
The lock and key are matched. When the key is turned gently, there is only a click sound, and the copper lock on the door is opened.
The Haunted Closet transaction requires completion.
"Creak."
The wooden door made a friction sound and slowly opened a gap, and a hazy red light seeped out. This red light was very similar to the cheongsam on Liu Qingqing's body. red light.
Liang Xingyang was not surprised. He knew that there was no danger in the room, so he reached out and pushed open the door.
A red room appeared in front of him.
A room painted with red paint, a red floor on the ground, red cloth strips on the roof, and a few red lanterns.
Liang Xingyang crossed the threshold and walked into the room, as if he was taking a tour.
This room is incomplete, a lot of furniture is missing, and I have the urge to add furniture. Currently, the red bed, ghost cupboard, ghost mirror, red stool, makeup box, and red cheongsam are missing.
He suddenly discovered that he had the ability to find the lost things and add them back, making the wedding room, which seemed to be preparing for a happy event, complete again.
However, doing so will revive the ghost in the red room, and he will not do this.
Just as he was thinking, a voluptuous shadow projected from outside the door to his feet.
Just when he was about to turn around, the back of a graceful woman appeared on the dressing table next to him. The woman turned around, and two human faces appeared on her face.
One face was that of Liu Qingqing, with her eyes closed tightly.
The other picture is of Zhang Youhong. His eyes are open, but there is no energy inside, and he is lifeless.
“The door is open, but you don’t want to say anything to me?” Liang Xingyang asked curiously.
Zhang Youhong looked over and said seriously: "You are not a messenger, but you are involved in the events at the post office and the ancient house. You are just an outsider, and knowing too much will not do you any good. What has happened will happen again, and we have chosen A person who may break the situation, but this person is not you."
Liang Xingyang was thoughtful in his mind: "Yang Jian met the messenger in his hometown in Meishan Village, and then set foot in the people. All of this is too coincidental and seems to have been deliberately arranged. Has Mr. Qin really calculated everything and predicted everything in the future? Doesn't he know that this kind of foreseeable future can be changed? "
"Give this thing to Yang Jian for me."
Zhang Youhong spoke again, took something out of the drawer of the dressing table, and threw it away.
A jade bracelet, the jade is dark in color, but the inside is bright, as if blood has penetrated into it.
Liang Xingyang's green and black arms stretched several meters and directly caught the jade bracelet, preventing it from falling to the ground.
Ghost blood?
He focused his gaze and felt the unusual atmosphere inside.
"Is this jade bracelet also a kind of decoration? Is it related to ghost blood?" Liang Xingyang decided to ask directly, and he could not be sure of the real result by making random guesses.
Zhang Youhong did not answer, but hummed a ditty softly. It was a very old drama that was outdated, but the emotion in the tune was very strong, it was nostalgia and sadness.
Her jet-black hair was falling out, her bright cheongsam became dirty, and her illusive female face was dimming, as if it was about to disappear.
"I don't know what your plans are, but I plan to take away Zhang Dong's body."
Liang Xingyang's expression remained unchanged, choosing to give the old man his last dignity, turned around and walked out of the room lightly. He closed the door lightly.
"You can't take him away, and the nails in the coffin can't restrain him. Don't seek death." The last hint of a woman's voice came from inside. (End of this chapter)