Part of the mystery is solved.

"But what's the matter with this ghost following me all the time?"

Jiang Xiaobai had the heart to turn around and grab the ghost behind him and question him, but he didn't have the courage.

Let's not talk about the ghost behind you, the important thing now is to get out of this haunted place!

The mobile phone has no signal and cannot call the police. Bedroom photo of four family portraits, this house may be left with a living person. The ghost behind him has been following, but he has not moved. It's time to leave.

Jiang Xiaobai came to the door of the room with a white paper umbrella, and under the weak light of the mobile phone, his vision was full of white fog, and the visibility was less than one meter.

He leaned against the white wall, hesitated, didn't know where the exit was, looked to the right, it was also white, but he could vaguely see the outline of a sofa, this should be the living room.

If you go to the right, you may learn more about the furniture on the first floor, as well as the overall architectural model of the house.

Heading north, the direction in which the three ghosts walked before might be the exit, leaving the gate here.

Neither option is likely to be the direction of the exit.

It is difficult to distinguish between the right and the north, Jiang Xiaobai decisively chose to go to the north, the direction in which the three ghosts walked!

When people encounter intersections, they will generally selectively ignore the left side and choose the right side, after all, the right hand has great strength, eating, drinking, and playing games...... and so on, from childhood to adulthood, it is the right hand that bears the heavy responsibility.

And on the left, is the bedroom he just came out of.

Go north, either meet a ghost or find a door to leave.

There is a door on the north side, which is not very good in ancient times, and is also called the underworld.

Besides, this place is haunted, as evidenced by the footsteps behind you!

Jiang Xiaobai held the white paper umbrella, and now the white paper umbrella in his hand was his biggest reliance, and after walking nine steps, a wooden door was wide open, and the rubble was scattered all over the ground, and there was still white mist outside.

But be sure that in the haunted netherworld, go north, go to the right place!

Step out, stepping on the gravel road, with some stumbling feet, out of the bungalow, Jiang Xiaobai continued to stride north.

After walking a few steps, a tiled house came into view, the tiled house has only one floor, the mud on the wall is broken, the windows are gray-yellow, very old, a small piece is missing in the lower right corner of the wooden door, the door is half open, and there is no white fog here.

Jiang Xiaobai's footsteps did not stop, and with the help of the light of his mobile phone, he glanced slightly at the tiled house, and there were several colorful clothes piled up in the gray-yellow glass window, like the clothes worn by the old man every day.

Inside the open door, a coffin rests on the left wall, supported by four pillar-like pieces of wood underneath, and the lid is tightly fitted, and it is white!

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at it in a hurry, frowning slightly, this façade looked straight over, there was no white fog to obstruct it, and the sight suddenly opened up, and there seemed to be a window sill at the end of the sight, and there seemed to be a thing hanging there! Or a person!

Unable to help but look back again, Jiang Xiaobai's steps quickened, and he walked past the tiled house in a few steps.

The white mist came again, blocking the view, and the old tiled houses around the house, the doors of the bungalows were all wide open, and the white mist was shrouded inside.

After walking for about five minutes, there was a white fog in his sight, and the ghost behind him still followed unhurriedly.

Along the way, there was still no signal from the phone.

However, Jiang Xiaobai found a strange point, the battery of the mobile phone has been kept at 48%, and when he opened the mobile phone album, he made an unexpected discovery.

There are three photos in total.

The first photo was taken in the daytime, in a courtyard house, next to the door of two stone lions to watch the house, the door is open, the staircase is full of people, a few people even wear white cloths, wearing white clothes, kneeling at the door.

The photo seems to have been taken from a distance, and the picture is blurry, so you can't see the expressions of the people inside.

"White hats, white clothes, hanging feasts? Crying and mourning? Is this dealing with the aftermath? ”

Jiang Xiaobai held the white paper umbrella and analyzed it as he walked.

The second photo is much simpler, with a large round table with a few children sitting across from it.

"Sure enough, I'm dealing with the aftermath!"

Jiang Xiaobai's hand slid and looked at the third photo, his steps couldn't help but pause, and his brows furrowed slightly.

In the third photo, several long strips of white cloth are flying, and several adults wearing white hats and white clothes are kneeling on the futon, and in front of them, there is a coffin, a white coffin! That white coffin he had just seen!

"This is the mourning hall?"

A new mystery has emerged.

Why did that white coffin appear in the tiled house! And not inside the courtyard in the first photo!

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the photo again, the first one was a coffin, the second one was a banquet, and the third one was a courtyard!

The first photograph is the coffin, then the feast, and then when leaving, take a picture of the courtyard.

"But I still can't explain why the white coffin is in a tiled house, not in a courtyard house, or in a mourning hall."

If he can't figure it out, he won't think about it anymore, Jiang Xiaobai regretted it a little, why did he only watch three pictures of the mysterious revival he saw at the beginning, and then he kept it.

And he also understands a little bit of those feudal superstitions in ancient times, but it seems that in this strange revival world, although there is a little bit of relevance, it can be explained, but it is useless at all!

Ghosts can't be killed, only ghosts can deal with ghosts!

There is a ghost behind him to be sure, but this ghost seems to be waiting, or it has not triggered his killing pattern.

"Or the white paper umbrella in my hand is also a ghost!"

Jiang Xiaobai pinched his face, it didn't hurt, and he exhaled a breath, the qi was white, very similar to the white mist!

He had the heart to put down the white paper umbrella to see if his body would return to its original state, but the sound of footsteps behind him dispelled this thought.

Holding a white paper umbrella all the way, looking all the way, this road to the north seems to have no end, the surrounding houses are changing, but the white fog has not changed.

After walking for nine minutes, the mobile phone showed: 8:301 p.m.

Jiang Xiaobai stopped, it was not that he didn't go, but on his right side, a tiled house appeared, the wooden door of the tiled house was open, the window glass was gray-yellow, the wall skin peeled off to reveal the lime and mud inside, and he could see it very clearly, there was no white fog around!

It's back here again!

"Ghost hits the wall!"

Jiang Xiaobai's face was ugly, he kept walking north, but he kept walking, and he actually returned to this place.

"Was it an accident? Or am I going in the wrong direction? ”

There was no heartbeat, no breathing, Jiang Xiaobai continued to walk forward, the light of the mobile phone shone through, and in the gray window, several pieces of colorful clothes were piled up, still the same as before.

After walking three steps, the mobile phone light entered the wooden door, and on the left side of the wooden door, four pillar-like pieces of wood were supported underneath, and the white coffin disappeared, leaving only four lonely pillars.

The white coffin is gone.

Jiang Xiaobai clenched the white paper umbrella and looked straight over, the platform-like frame at the end of his line of sight, there should have been a thing or a person hanging there, but now he looked at it, it was also empty, and there was nothing left at all!