Chapter 271 The Supernatural of Leaving
The sixth day has officially arrived.
The rusty street lamp behind Liang Xingyang, which emitted a faint red light, flickered a few times and suddenly disappeared.
The red light dissipates.
The figures in black clothes in the lobby resumed their actions, wandering away towards the gate of the ancient house as if they had lost their target.
The marionette female corpse, the ghost on the back of the badly decomposed corpse, the illusory ghost covering its eyes, and a twisted arm wrapped around tree roots were leaving in all directions.
The ghost banquet is over and the ghosts leave, which is in line with the arrangement of this day.
The cold atmosphere in the ancient house has not had time to dissipate, but some kind of uncomfortable supernatural interference has quietly disappeared.
Twenty minutes later, there was no longer a figure in black in the ancient house.
At this time.
There was a sudden sound of a door opening in the corridor on the right, followed closely by the sound of heels hitting the ground.
The sudden voice made everyone's hearts rise again.
Soon.
Liu Qingqing walked out of the corridor with a wary look on her face.
She was still wearing a bright red cheongsam and a pair of red high heels. She was the one who made the sound just now.
"Liu Qingqing?" Eagle's eyes widened, his expression even more shocked than seeing a ghost, he couldn't believe that this woman was still alive.
Liang Xingyang held a black paper umbrella, while removing the ghosts outside the ancient house, while staring at Liu Qingqing, watching her every move.
"Yang Jian, Yingying, Liang Xingyang, why are you here, where is this place." There was a hint of excitement in Liu Qingqing's eyes.
She is normal.
After Liang Xingyang discovered that the other party was not Zhang Youhong, he lost interest in exploring.
Although it appeared a little late, there is nothing difficult to understand. Zhang Youhong used Liu Qingqing's body to retrieve a part of the puzzle from his lifetime. He only allowed Liu Qingqing to escape the danger on the fifth day through the red room. Now he must have some considerations for letting Liu Qingqing back.
This consideration is probably the escape route information of the patio. But she didn't know that this information had already been known to everyone. Otherwise, you can wait until the first seven days before Liu Qingqing returns.
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, staring at Liu Qingqing thoughtfully, especially the red high heels under her feet.
This bright red color is exactly the same as a cheongsam.
This woman disappeared when she got off the bus and did not appear in front of everyone until now. After appearing, she controlled the third ghost, which must have involved the secret of the ancient house.
"Liu Qingqing has been affected and will lose her sense of autonomy sooner or later. Zhang Youhong, one of the seven elders, is personally responsible for the operation and will not give her a chance to make a comeback."
Liang Xingyang saw Yang Jian's confused look and explained simply. One sentence.
He didn’t know how to explain what happened during the Republic of China.
Then he remembered something, took out a jade bracelet from his arms, and threw it to Yang Jian: "Zhang Youhong specially asked me to give it to you."
Yang Jian looked at it Weird jade bracelet, with a surprised and puzzled expression on his face. He had never met Zhang Youhong, so he didn't understand why she gave him this jade bracelet.
Liang Xingyang didn't explain much, and he couldn't explain it.
After the Eagle confirmed that Liu Qingqing was alive, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry about how you got here. As long as you can survive, it is the best thing."
" Some things are life-threatening, how can you pretend to ignore them?"
Liu Qingqing's face was complicated, but after learning about the situation in the previous five days from the eagle's mouth, she was also worried about them.
She gritted her teeth and walked towards Liang Xingyang on high heels, wanting to know her situation. Probably only that person knew the specific situation.
Liang Xingyang ignored her and walked straight out of the lobby to investigate the situation outside the gate of the ancient house.
It is currently twelve thirty in the evening.
Four thirty in the morning is the exact time for the funeral.
Four hours are enough for him to deal with the assimilated black gauze ghost and solve this hidden danger.
He walked around the screen wall and walked out of the gate of the ancient house. He raised his head slightly and looked at the gloomy sky.
The rain has disappeared, but there are still dark clouds in the sky, but the clouds are a normal color, not a hazy blue-black color.
The cold rain fell sparsely,
Liang Xingyang turned the black paper umbrella in his hand.
In the open space in front of the gate of the ancient house, eight vague figures holding umbrellas are emerging. The people in the deep ghosts are being expelled back. They are Zhou Deng and the seven ghost masters.
After they returned to reality, they lost their dependence on rain, and the derivative black paper umbrellas in their hands began to decay and decay, as if they had experienced decades of vicissitudes in an instant, and even the umbrella ribs quickly rotted into particles of dust. .
"The fourth day is over?"
Zhou Deng regretfully threw away the pile of black garbage in his hands. The next moment, he looked around dumbly at the black gauze figure nearby. Seeing that there was no danger, he faced the person standing at the door of the ancient house. Liang Xingyang asked.
Liang Xingyang said: "Two days have passed, the fourth day has long ended, the fifth day has just ended, and now is the sixth funeral date."
Even if it is an alien, it still maintains Don't live with ghosts for two days, otherwise the erosion will be very serious.
And all of this is the supernatural phenomenon that comes from the source of the black paper umbrella.
As long as the source umbrella is open, there will be continuous rain in those areas, but the rain can be dispersed by other ghosts.
This supernatural phenomenon of rain will not stop until the black paper umbrella is closed. Otherwise, on the fifth day, Liang Xingyang fell into silence and the ghosts gradually dissipated, and they would have been exposed to the ghost tide on the fifth day and killed by the evil ghosts.
Zhou Deng was startled, and then said: "The coffin will be carried for the funeral today?"
"Yes, you guys hurry back to the ancient house. There are some dangers outside. If you wait a little slower, , the consequences may be serious."
After Liang Xingyang finished speaking, he stared at the numerous and dense black gauze figures near the gate of the ancient house, and felt a chill in his heart. He didn't want to stop at all and turned around. Enter the ancient house.
At the end of the fifth day, he will no longer restrain the ghosts who come to participate in the ghost banquet. After breaking away from the shackles of the black veil, the ghosts will automatically return to the old forest.
The layout of the ancient house has been planned in advance. As long as it is done step by step, there will be no danger.
On the sixth day, he had to control the ghost painting and pretend to be the deceased's relatives and friends to go to the funeral. He had to remove the replaced identity first, and the source of the black gauze ghost would be imprisoned in the ghost's blood.
"Damn!"
Zhou Deng's eyes widened slightly, and he was the first to notice something strange nearby, and shouted: "The evil ghost has revived, everyone, run away."
Just after he finished speaking, he quickly ran into the ancient house without hesitation.
The lifeless black gauze ghosts nearby are like black silkworm chrysalis. Something is squirming inside, and layers of black gauze are falling off, as if they are about to break out of the cocoon.
The seven ghost masters saw clearly the situation around them at this moment. They were so frightened that the souls of the dead were so frightened that they did not dare to stay any longer even if their hands and feet were weak. They ran wildly one by one and rushed into the ancient house.
“Bang.”
The heavy door of the ancient house was closed, and the old wooden bolt fell down.
"It's so scary. Fortunately, those evil ghosts haven't escaped yet, otherwise I wouldn't dare to think about it."
A ghost controller pressed the door bolt with all his strength and fell against the door, gasping. A breath of cold air brings with it the excitement of surviving a disaster.
However, the other ghost masters did not speak.
"Why don't you speak?" asked the ghost master who was leaning against the door.
However, he soon discovered the situation.
None of the ghost masters who can stay on the bus are stupid.
The wind outside stopped, the sobbing in the old house also disappeared, and the cold atmosphere disappeared. The old house was particularly quiet today.
Some strange atmosphere dissipated inexplicably, and even the ancient house became brighter and no longer so gloomy.
All the supernaturals are leaving.
After they leave, this ancient house that has been dusty for a long time will soon collapse and then disappear into the history.
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