"Find a room to rest, wait until after twelve o'clock in the evening, and then put the old man's body in the coffin, nothing will happen after the morning." Liang Xingyang said.

The seven-day rule and some supernatural items, such as the red coffin placed in the back hall for burial, the three vigil ghost incense sticks to counteract the supernatural attacks, the funeral lantern hanging on the door of the house, the ghost banquet rice that needs to be used through the blood medium, and the black Taishi chair that can block the way of the soul returnee, these information were unreservedly shared with Yang Jian.

As long as you understand the rules of the ancient mansion, there will be no more danger, unless someone takes the initiative to break the balance and bring forward the steps that should not have happened on this day.

Yang Jian's furrowed eyebrows stretched, and he said, "I'll go and guard Zhou Deng, that guy will definitely not be honest." By the way, where do you live in the hallway? ”

Seven days is a long time, even if they become an anomaly, their bodies do not need sleep to recover, but the spirit also needs to be properly relaxed, otherwise it is likely that there will be problems in the long run.

"Room 3 in the corridor on the right."

Liang Xingyang thought about it and chose a room at random.

Room 1 is against the patio, room 2 is the red room, and room 3 is the most suitable.

Zhou Deng, this guy really owes his hand, not only will he take away a ghost incense, but also a funeral lantern, which will cause the balance in the ancient mansion to be broken and many people will die.

"Then I'll live in room No. 1, come to me if you have something."

Yang Jian nodded, left the lobby, and found the ghostly Zhou Deng, intending to stare at him inch by inch.

"I got on the bus at nine o'clock in the evening, and before I knew it, it was eleven o'clock. Now twelve o'clock, there is still an hour to spare. ”

Liang Xingyang listened to the sound of pouring rain outside, and at the same time felt a clammy and cold wind blowing not far away.

The old house was in disrepair, the walls were broken with several large holes, and the cold wind and rain outside were blowing in, and the air became extremely humid.

However, this situation will not last long, Zhang Dong's body is recovering, and the wind and rain that incoming will be suppressed by the spirit and cut off.

He wandered around the mansion casually, and after learning about the general layout of the mansion, he returned to the patio.

He looked up slightly at the sky above the patio, which was an extremely dim and blurred night sky. There was still a faint light shining down from above, dispelling the thick darkness of the ancient mansion at night.

But the strange thing is that it is raining heavily, but not a drop of rain has fallen from this sky in the patio, as if the two skies are not in the same time and space, and are misplaced.

Liang Xingyang secretly guessed: "Although the line of sight has been disturbed, the power of the powerful ghost has not been suppressed. If you leave through this sky now, it is very likely that you will not appear in Zhongzhou City, but will be lost in some supernatural place. ”

The rest of the people in the ancient mansion had dispersed, and each found a room to rest.

It's time for everything to be calm again.

Before you know it, time passes quietly.

With the continuous sound of rain, twelve o'clock in the evening passed, and the first day of living in the ancient mansion officially arrived.

However, at this time, the strangeness of the ancient mansion also began to appear.

"Bang bang."

In the silence of the night, there was a sharp knock on the door.

The sound came from outside the old house, and it seemed that someone was banging heavily on the heavy door of the old house.

The knocking on the door wasn't loud, but it was especially loud in the silence of the night.

"Crunch."

The door to room three in the hallway on the right opens.

Liang Xingyang yawned, pushed open the old wooden door, and walked out.

Soon.

The people in room No. 1 heard the movement, and the door opened, and two figures walked out, which were Yang Jian and Zhou Deng.

It turned out that in order to prevent Zhou Deng from causing trouble, Yang Jian took him to live in the same room for easy supervision. Although Zhou Deng was confused about this request, he was unwilling to conflict with Yang Jian on such a trivial matter, so he agreed to Yang Jian's request without much thought.

And a strange knock on the door woke him up, and he was quickly dragged up from the bed by Yang Jian.

And the other side.

Before Liang Xingyang could greet them, in the corridors on the left and right, the doors opened one after another, and the ghost riders walked out quickly, all of them coming out to investigate the situation.

The silence of the night was completely broken, accompanied by the sound of knocking on the door outside the ancient mansion, the chaotic footsteps and whispering discussions in the ancient mansion continued to sound.

The old house became lively.

Liang Xingyang muttered in a low voice: "The signal sounds, the time has come." The corpses that have not been buried should also be put into the coffin. ”

With that, he walked to the lobby.

Yang Jian and Zhou Deng followed, and the four messengers hurriedly followed after coming out of Room 4 in the corridor on the right, and finally the ghost riders who got off the bus converged in a daze.

At this moment, everyone did not speak, looking at the corpse of the old man sitting on the black Taishi's chair.

"Someone touched the old man's body, who did it?"

Zhou Deng was silent for a moment and asked.

Zhang Dong's corpse was originally sitting on the Taishi chair on the left, but now it has been changed to the Taishi chair on the right for some reason.

Although there is no change in the sitting posture and state, the orientation has changed.

Everything in the ancient house is exquisite, which is related to the balance in the ancient house, so it can't be moved.

Yang Jian frowned: "The knocking on the door is getting louder and louder, this is urging us to bury the old man quickly." Don't dwell on who touched the old man's body, put the body in the coffin first. ”

Fan Xing had a calm face and questioned: "Yang Jian, how do you know that the sound of banging on the door is for us to put this corpse in the coffin?" We need an explanation, otherwise you can't touch the corpse. ”

Wang Feng and Eagle Daqiang stood up, and Daqiang said in a deep voice: "You are not messengers from the post office, just passers-by who use the ancient mansion to hide from the rain. We have a task ahead of us, don't point fingers at us. ”

Yang Jian had already revealed the approximate information of the past seven days to the four messengers in advance, and the messengers wanted to verify the authenticity of the information, and now it was the most appropriate opportunity to verify it.

The more you go to the back, the more dangerous it becomes, and the risk of testing on the first day is definitely the least, and if something goes wrong, there is still a chance to make up for it.

The ghost rider beside Fan Xing suddenly looked bad on his face, and he was about to speak.

Liang Xingyang's face was calm, and he said, "If you have any opinions, you can put them forward now." This is the first day, and I'd like to give you a chance to give your opinions. If there is such behavior in the future, I will not hesitate to clean you up. ”

The voice fell.

The damp and cold wind and rain blew in from the gate of the ancient mansion around the shadow wall, and the air suddenly became moist, and an ominous and strange smell of fishy and corpse stench permeated the surroundings.

The ghost looms over the people.

Their faces changed in unison, and they suddenly felt a chill coming to their bones, as if they were being targeted by terrifying ghosts, and a strong sense of crisis came to them.

Fan Xing gritted his teeth: "I hope to have the opportunity to get out of this ancient mansion alive, I have learned about the post office from the headquarters, and I know that you are on a mission to deliver letters." But we need a guarantee, a guarantee to live. ”

"No one can guarantee you that it's up to you to live. If you survive seven days, you will have a chance to walk out alive. If you can't get through it, then life and death are fateful. Yang Jian said coldly.

Fan Xing looked at Liang Xingyang with an ugly face.

Liang Xingyang nodded slightly, and added: "If you dare to interfere a second time, I will think that you are provoking, and there is every reason to clean you up." ”

"This guy is too arrogant, we have more than a dozen people, equivalent to more than a dozen ghosts, how dare he offend us." Someone is whispering.

Some people have no scruples at all: "When I was on the bus, I still wanted to recognize him as the boss, but Liang Xingyang turned out to be a straw bag, and he couldn't even understand the current situation, what is the use of following this kind of boss." ”

"Everything in the ancient mansion should listen to us, what does the mission have to do with us." Someone said.

Liang Xingyang's coercion actually made the ghost riders who walked down from the carriage become the same enemy, and they seemed to stand in a team and twist into a rope.

However.

In the wind and rain, a bone-chilling chill suddenly came.

Fan Xing was taken aback, but seeing that there were so many teammates around him, he couldn't help but say stiffly: "Liang Xingyang, you are just controlling the ghost." It's definitely not going to be easy for you to do it with us. ”

Zhou Deng's eyes widened, looking at Fan Xing as if he was looking at a fool, and hesitation appeared on his face, not knowing whether he should pull him or not.

And yet the next moment.

"Puff puff puff ~ knock"

The sound of a suppressed and dull heartbeat suddenly resounded around him, and the heartbeat sound of the three layers was like a heavy hammer hitting the drum surface, making a terrifying loud sound.

The entire ancient mansion began to reverberate with this strange and ominous heartbeat, which was untouchable.

The mortal curse erupts extremely quickly.

Of the thirteen figures, six suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Their expressions were distorted by the pain of palpitations, their faces were filled with a thick dead gray, and their hands were clutched to the bloody hearts of their clothes, and their breath was completely gone.

One of them is Fan Xing.

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