After the phantom of the six powerful ghosts collapsed, the ghosts almost had no solution to suppress the quota to six, but they were suddenly nailed to the neck by a rusty coffin nail.

With an inexplicable ferocity in his eyes, Zhao Kaiming looked viciously at the old woman who suddenly fell to a standstill and collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, Li Jun and Wang Yue also breathed a sigh of relief in a trance.

"Great, this was nailed."

"Professor Wang's research is right, this coffin nail can suppress the ghost without solution."

After the wish is completed, it means that someone among the relatives will be taken away by the wishing ghost, Zhao Kaiming's face was gloomy like water at this time, and there was no trace of happiness in his heart.

"Snort."

There was a sound of unstable current and voltage.

The light bulb in the mourning hall flickered suddenly.

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 when he turned around, he saw a vague figure sitting on the coffin at some point, and this ghost seemed to be about to walk down from the coffin lid.

Li Jun's ghost fire burned again, staring vigilantly at the faint voice next to the coffin.

Zhao Kaiming narrowed his eyes and did not choose to interfere.

"Bang."

The vague figure of the ghost stretched out his hand to hold the coffin lid, and with a slight sound, the tightly closed coffin lid was opened a little crack.

"Puff~Puff~"

A faint heartbeat came from the coffin.

"Oh my God, there's a ghost in the coffin."

Li Jun's face changed, and he hurriedly pulled Wang Yue, who couldn't accept it, to quickly retreat.

"One ghost is releasing another ghost." Wang Yue shouted in horror.

Zhao Kaiming's face was extremely ugly, could it be that he guessed wrong, the thing in the coffin was not Liang Xingyang, but ...... Ghost?

As the blurry figure descending from the coffin pulled the lid open completely, a pale hand suddenly appeared and rested on the coffin.

Li Jun and Zhao Kaiming were in strict formation, and their spirits were tense.

Wang Yue was praying that the ghosts would not be too terrifying, otherwise, they would really die here.

The blurred figure on the side of the coffin became even more blurry at this moment, and the next second it disappeared illusoryly.

The "man" in the coffin sat up with the coffin at the moment.

Half of his body was exposed.

It was a young man with a pale face, as if he had been dead for a long time, and the limbs that could not be covered by his clothes were all pale without a trace of blood, just like a real corpse suddenly deceived the corpse.

The young man opened his eyes at this moment and looked ahead, his eyes revealed a dead and numb color, and his numb eyes moved slightly, and he quickly regained the vigor of a living person.

Zhao Kaiming breathed a sigh of relief.

This young man is Liang Xingyang.

Liang Xingyang awakened his consciousness and completed the resurrection.

However, he didn't know about the trap that the attack had stomped on the human skin, and he thought he had successfully completed the plan.

He was surprised: "You escaped? ”

Unexpectedly, Li Jun and his entourage really got rid of the ghost and fled to the mourning hall. So, all of their ghosts and ghosts were rebalanced, and the ghosts didn't attack them?

Wait a minute.

Liang Xingyang's eyes shrank, and he saw the old woman on the ground, and the coffin nail stuck in his neck.

The timing is not right.

How could they have restricted the ghost so quickly?

I seem to have slept for a long time?

Liang Xingyang had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Wang Yue was frightened and said, "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 revive the ghost and have a mental problem?" Of course I'm a ghost rider. ”

Li Jun reacted and immediately asked, "Who are you?" Where is Feng Quan? ”

"Liang Xingyang."

Too late to discuss.

Because Liang Xingyang looked at the afterglow, he had already noticed that the corpse 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 with him.

"Ah......" Wang Yue cried out, "and a ghost?" ”

Did they fall into a hive?

Wang Yue pulled out a handful of his hair fiercely, and his spirit was about to collapse.

Li Jun was shocked, and when he turned around, he found that it was the old man, the old man who was shot in the head by Ye Feng, and he was standing up stiffly.

Zhao Kaiming's face was ugly, and he quickly retreated to the mourning hall.

Liang Xingyang looked at the coffin nail around the old woman's neck, gritted his teeth, risked running over, and pulled out the coffin nail.

Zhao Kaiming said in horror: "No, don't pull out the nails. ”

Li Jun was stunned: "You madman, you actually pulled out the coffin nail and released a powerful ghost." If I had known this, I should have killed you. ”

Wang Yue pulled two handfuls of hair, his two pupils dilated, and he muttered with a stupid look: "Oh my God." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Liang Xingyang's mouth, and the coffin nail was finally back in his hand.

Zhao Kaiming rushed over, grabbed his collar and roared, "Are you crazy? Or do you simply not know the horror of this ghost! ”

Liang Xingyang raised his head and was lifted up by Zhao Kaiming, and he didn't hesitate, he directly exhaled with a heavy punch, Zhao Kaiming was hit in the side face, and the whole person retreated.

glanced sideways at the ghost cha who had been restarted, and hurriedly grabbed Zhao Kaiming, who was beaten in a daze, and hurriedly ran to Li Jun and Wang Yue's side.

"Listen up! There is only one ghost in Huanggang Village, codenamed Ghost Poor, which can not only suppress the ghost without solution, but also restart indefinitely.

Now the ghost difference on the old woman has been directly restarted on this old man, and we can no longer be scattered and alone, otherwise we will definitely be attacked. ”

"Now that the coffin is open, let me get out of the way, let the ghost return to the coffin, we still have a chance to live, otherwise you will all die here."

Liang Xingyang said a long time with great seriousness, and the old man had already opened his sallow and dead eyes.

Liang Xingyang was suddenly terrified, and roared: "Get out of the way!" ”

Li Jun clenched his fists, shocked, but chose to stay away from the coffin.

Zhao Kaiming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Liang Xingyang fiercely, and left sensibly.

Wang Yue's state is not very good.

He covered his ears with his hands, screamed frantically, and had some crazy colors in his eyes, staring at the ghost who walked step by step.

He had some mental problems, and he didn't forget to stretch out a hand and point at the ghost with trembling fingers.

Suddenly, the old straw ropes hung down all over the sky, and the entire mourning hall was full of rope sleeves, which not only covered the neck of the ghost, but even Liang Xingyang and others were not spared.

"Ugh."

His neck was covered, and a strong feeling 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 sustain life.

A pale hand grabbed the straw rope, the cold breath eroded, the grass rope suddenly broke, and Liang Xingyang fell down steadily.

Li Jun was also hoisted, but a miserable green ghost fire flashed away, and the straw rope was burned to ashes.

On the contrary, Zhao Kaiming was directly hanged, 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 with suffocation, his hands and feet kept swinging, and he was looking at Li Jun and Liang Xingyang longingly.

The corners of Liang Xingyang's mouth hooked a smile, and he stepped forward to pull down Zhao Kaiming, and the cold breath eroded the grass rope, and the grass rope broke instantly.

"Ahem, ahem."

Zhao Kaiming fell to the ground and coughed constantly.

Wang Yue was also hung up, his face was flushed, he had a mental problem, and wantonly used supernatural power to attack everyone, the ghost rope took the opportunity to revive and strangled his neck into a thin thread, and the rope hung on the mourning hall, shaking automatically without 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 turned dead, and his body swayed automatically with the wind.

Wang Yue died of the resurrection of a powerful ghost.

The falling supernatural derivative grass rope naturally can't stop the ghost.

The ghost cha slowly approached Wang Yue, ignoring the hanging corpse and the revived ghost rope, perhaps the priority of returning to the coffin was above all else.

Holding the coffin in one hand, the ghost fell into the coffin in an eerie posture like a dazzling Thomas maneuver.

Xin Lun only completed half a lap.

A pair of old and withered hands reached out from inside, grabbed the lid of the coffin that had been removed, and then slowly moved it back.

With a "bang" sound, the coffin lid was tightly closed and restored to its original state.

Immediately.

Calm was restored in the mourning hall.

It's just that the scene is a little too scary.

In the dim and gloomy mourning hall, a coffin was placed in the center of the hall, and a hanged corpse hung on the hanging beam of the roof, which was shaking slightly next to the coffin.