Chapter 336 Risk and Success
“Bang, bang, bang.”
The impact in the coffin downstairs sounded again, this time the sound was louder, and there was a trace of cracks in the tightly sealed coffin lid. offset.
With the vibration of the coffin, if no one pays attention to it, the contents inside will escape sooner or later.
On the second floor.
Yang Jian stood firmly in the corridor, guarding the door and not leaving. He didn't intend to pay attention to what was happening downstairs, but silently counted the time in his heart.
If Liang Xingyang has not come out of the room after one minute, he can only send out the ghost dog to retrieve the person, while he will guard the door to deal with the resurrected ghost in the wooden house.
But he ignored one problem, thinking that the danger of the wooden house's resurrection was outside the room. There was only one ghost in the room, and he only needed to block the danger outside the door.
“Creak.”
A harsh sound came from downstairs.
The thick coffin lid was pushed open by a dry hand and fell to the ground with a dull sound.
The withered hand pushed open the coffin lid and then lowered it down. A human head with messy black hair rolled out from inside.
After the head left the coffin, it quickly became illusory and disappeared.
Next.
There was a rush of footsteps in the lobby. The ghost seemed to be frantically searching for something, running around and making more and more noise.
Ten seconds later.
The footsteps have been transferred to the wooden stairs, and the decayed and blackened stairs make harsh creaking sounds from time to time.
The ghost is going upstairs.
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he turned to look at the stairs. He seemed to understand something: "Don't break into the rooms of the wooden house, otherwise the ghosts in the wooden house will be awakened and come out to clean up the living people who broke into the wooden house."
Soon.
Yang Jian frowned and felt someone talking in his ear. A faint whisper came from nowhere, and the content could not be heard clearly.
The hurried footsteps on the wooden stairs disappeared, and the creaking sound also stopped. Instead, there were footsteps approaching him in the corridor.
But the next moment.
“Woof.”
The ghost dog suddenly roared at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian came to his senses, and at this moment, the door behind him made a strange creaking sound and was slowly opening.
“An invisible ghost?”
Yang Jian was tense all over. After analyzing the situation and making a judgment, he first grasped the door handle and quickly closed the door, and then ordered without hesitation: "Bite that invisible ghost to death!"
"Woof."
The Ghost Dream Dog growled, stared at a corner of the door, ran out of the water, and pounced directly After passing by, the figure suddenly disappeared.
The next second.
A ferocious and wild biting sound sounded from the corner, and soon, the screams of the devil followed closely.
Out of sight.
The vicious dog bared its fangs, stretched out its head and pulled out a thick black-haired human head from under an old Eight Immortals table, and bit the head with its fangs.
The head soon became bloody and horrific.
However, not long after, a terrifying human head with an open mouth and blackened teeth began to poke out from under the tablecloth under the Eight Immortals table.
The rotten eyes of this new human head stared at the vicious dog, rolled out from under the table, and bit the vicious dog that bit the first human head.
“Woof!”
The Ghostly Dream Dog is as big as a calf and keeps twisting to avoid the second terrifying head, and the long fangs in its mouth have penetrated deeply. On the first terrible head, he kept tearing it into pieces and swallowing it.
The first human head did not last long under the bite of the vicious dog, and was swallowed whole by the vicious dog in a short time.
Although the second human head successfully bit the vicious dog's hind leg and tried to tear off a piece of meat, it couldn't bite it and ended up eating a mouthful of black dog hair.
The evil dog snorted, eating the first human head, stealing the supernatural power, and its eyes became scarier.
The vicious dog bared its black fangs and bit into the second human head hanging on its hind legs. It easily tore off a piece of flesh from it and quickly swallowed it.
The Eight Immortals Table keeps vibrating.
Terrible human heads kept rolling out from under the dirty tablecloth, using their blackened teeth to deal with the ferocious vicious dog.
"Who raised this dog? It's amazing. It's amazing."
A man with a blurry figure, whose appearance could not be distinguished, and could only be seen wearing clothes in the style of the Republic of China, stood not far from the Eight Immortals table, quietly Jing watched everything happen and couldn't help but marvel.
"Woof."
The Ghost Dream Dog seemed to hear the man's murmur, stared at the man with its scarlet eyes, and roared.
“I won’t compete with you for food, so don’t come here.”
This ghost controller, who was suspected to be an older generation from the Republic of China, became a little panicked under the eyes of the vicious dogs. He was afraid that the big dog that was protecting its food would pounce on him and bite people, so he turned around and ran away without hesitation.
……
Inside the room.
After the ghostly shadow transformed by Liang Xingyang invaded, he looked at everything in the room.
There is a wooden frame in the middle of the room, with a candle burning on it. The dim light of the fire seems to have been blown by the wind brought in because someone broke in.
The candlelight flickered, and a silhouette on the window began to sway with the firelight, and there was an inexplicable and strange silhouette.
“Found it!”
Liang Xingyang didn’t pay attention to the window, so naturally he didn’t notice anything unusual.
He stared closely at the wooden frame, the dried corpse curled up in a ball on it.
This withered corpse had been on the shelf for who knows how many years. It was covered with layers of dust. At first glance, it was thought to be a gray stone.
Liang Xingyang observed for a while and found that the mummies displayed on the shelves were exquisite. The head of the mummy seemed to have been deliberately pointed at the door, ensuring that the huge eyelidless eye sockets on the head could see the person opening the door at a glance.
What’s even weirder is that deep in the eye sockets without eyelids, there is darkness, like an abyss that can swallow everything.
Liang Xingyang was in a trance, and a shadow suddenly fell over his eyes, and he quickly looked away.
If it weren’t for the obstruction of the medium, consciousness might be pulled into the world of consciousness by such a brief gaze.
According to his observation, the mummy on the shelf lacks eyes, and the ghost's killing rules must meet the following two conditions.
The first rule of murder is that the condition of having eyes must be met. For example, if the clever ghost controller at the headquarters lacks eyes and only has eye sockets, he will never be able to trigger this killing law.
The second rule of killing is that no evil ghost can see your eyes. Once seen, consciousness is pulled into the world of consciousness by the eye sockets. If the consciousness dies, the evil ghost will steal the eyeballs.
The layout of the room is precise and reasonable. In addition to the placement of the mummies, there is also a specially lit candle that never burns out!
Candlelight dispels the darkness in the room, allowing the mummy to see the eyes of the intruder, thus triggering the killing pattern.
“A carefully laid trap, the owner of the wooden house will show no mercy to the intruders and use ruthless methods.”
Liang Xingyang's expression moved, and he walked quickly along the wall, came to the shelf, stretched out his hand and slowly approached the mummies displayed on the shelf.
The mummy, which had been left there for who knows how long, made no movement at all, as if it were really a stone and would not move.
"Plop, puff..."
A thicker shadow is peeling off at the heart of the blurred figure on the wall, revealing a dark red heart hanging in mid-air, pulsing.
The extended palm did not touch the mummy, but stopped after approaching. Wisps of shadow seeped out between the fingers, and soon turned into scarlet blood. As the ghost's heart beat, the blood squirmed and spread towards the mummy.
soon.
This mummy is covered in ghost blood, and the blood squirms as if it is conscious, covering this immobile ghost.
The ghost blood pressure was suppressed, the darkness deep in the eyes of the mummy faded little by little, and the supernatural power failed at this moment.
A pool of blood gradually formed, sinking this fierce ghost.
This is now.
"Whoosh..."
The windows and doors were closed, and a strong wind blew from nowhere, whistling in the room.
The candle flame was not extinguished, but the flame kept swaying.
The silhouettes on the windows have reflected strange shadows at some point, and the number is still increasing rapidly.
“The silhouette on the window should be like the shadow of a ghost. The source of the ghost does not exist in reality.”
Liang Xingyang discovered the anomaly. After analyzing the situation, he did not rush to take the ghost blood back into his body. Instead, he tried to control the ghost blood to knock over the candle on the shelf. The blood extinguished the weak candle and plunged the room into darkness again.
Sure enough.
Darkness enveloped and all the silhouettes on the windows disappeared.
Li Gui lacks a medium and cannot invade reality.
"The medium of the silhouette ghost is light. Once the light shakes, it will trigger the terrifying supernatural power of the ghost itself increasing in number. This is definitely a ghost with S-level potential." Liang Xingyang withdrew the ghost blood and observed it slightly. Suddenly, I came to a conclusion and couldn't help but feel excited.
The source of the silhouette ghost is probably one of the puzzle pieces of the ghost shadow.
"Stay and imprison this ghost? Or take the mummy and leave this dangerous wooden house?"
Liang Xingyang only hesitated for a moment before making a difficult choice.
Leave!
The five shadow ghosts he imprisoned from the ghost post office are still well sealed in the ghost blood and are not controlled as ghost shadow puzzle pieces.
Even getting this silhouette ghost is just the icing on the cake.
Instead, insisting on imprisoning Li Gui may put Yang Jian outside the door in danger.
Liang Xingyang ignored the darkness of the room. The ghostly shadow walked quickly along the wall, left the room through the crack in the door, and returned to the corridor on the second floor. (End of this chapter)