Day 6 has officially arrived.

The rusty street lamp behind Liang Xingyang, which emitted a faint red light, flickered a few times and disappeared suddenly.

The red light dissipates.

The black-clad figures in the lobby resumed their movements, wandering towards the gate of the ancient mansion 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 his eyes, and a twisted arm wrapped around the roots of the tree are scattering away.

At the end of the ghost feast, the ghost left the table, which was very in line with the arrangement of this day.

The cold aura in the ancient mansion had not yet had time to dissipate, but some uncomfortable supernatural interference had quietly disappeared.

Twenty minutes later, there was no more black-clad figure in the ancient mansion.

It was at this time.

There was a sudden sound of an opening in the hallway to the right, followed by the clatter of the heels of high-heeled shoes on the ground.

The sudden sound raised everyone's hearts for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe again.

Soon.

saw Liu Qingqing walking out of the corridor with a vigilant face.

She was still wearing a bright red cheongsam and a pair of red high heels at her feet, and the voice she had just made was exactly what she had made.

"Liu Qingqing?" The eagle's eyes widened, his expression more shocked than hell, and he couldn't believe that this woman was still alive.

Liang Xingyang held a black paper umbrella, while removing the ghost outside the ancient mansion, he stared at Liu Qingqing, watching her every move.

"Yang Jian, Eagle, Liang Xingyang, why are you here, what kind of place is this." A hint of excitement appeared in Liu Qingqing's eyes.

She's normal.

After Liang Xingyang found out that the other party was not Zhang Youhong, he lost interest in exploring.

Although it appeared a little later, there is nothing incomprehensible. Zhang Youhong used Liu Qingqing's body to retrieve part of the puzzle before her death, and let Liu Qingqing escape the danger of the fifth day through the red room.

This consideration is probably the information of the escape route of the patio. It's just that she doesn't know, this information has long been known to everyone. Otherwise, you can wait for the day of the first seven days before letting Liu Qingqing return.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, staring at Liu Qingqing thoughtfully, especially the red high heels under her feet.

This vivid red color is exactly the same as a cheongsam.

The woman disappeared when she got off the bus, and only now did she appear in front of everyone, and after she appeared, she took control of a third ghost, which must have involved the secrets of the ancient house.

"Liu Qingqing has been affected, and sooner or later he will lose his sense of autonomy. Zhang Youhong, one of the seven elders, personally handled it and would not give her a chance to turn the tables. ”

Liang Xingyang saw Yang Jian's puzzled look, so he explained simply.

Regarding the things of the Republic of China, he also didn't know how to explain it.

Then he remembered something, took out a jade bracelet from his arms, and threw it to Yang Jian: "This is what Zhang Youhong specially asked me to give to you." ”

Yang Jian looked at the strange jade bracelet, his face was surprised and puzzled, he had never met Zhang Youhong, and he didn't understand why she gave him this jade bracelet.

Liang Xingyang didn't explain much, and he couldn't explain it either.

After confirming that Liu Qingqing was alive, the eagle breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry about how you got here, as long as you can survive, it's already the best thing." ”

"There are some things that are at stake, 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, he also sweated for them.

She gritted her teeth and walked in the direction of Liang Xingyang with her high heels, wanting to know about her situation, probably only that person knew the specific situation.

Liang Xingyang ignored her, walked straight out of the lobby, and came to the gate of the ancient mansion to investigate the situation.

It's 12:30 p.m.

Half past four in the morning is the exact time of the funeral.

Four hours was enough time for him to deal with the assimilated black gauze ghost and solve this hidden danger.

He walked around the shadow wall and walked out of the gate of the ancient mansion, looking up slightly at the gloomy sky.

The rain ghostly dissipated, but the sky was still cloudy, but the clouds were a normal color, not a hazy blue-black.

The cold rain falls sparsely,

Liang Xingyang turned the black paper umbrella in his hand.

In the open space in front of the gate of the ancient mansion, eight blurred figures holding umbrellas are emerging, and the people in the deep ghosts are being expelled back, it is Zhou Deng and the seven ghost handlers.

After they returned to reality, they lost their dependence on rainwater, and the derivative black paper umbrella in their hands began to decay and decay, as if they had experienced decades of vicissitudes in an instant, and even the umbrella bones quickly rotted into particles.

"The fourth day is over?"

Zhou Deng regretfully threw away the pile of black garbage in his hand, and the next moment he looked around at the black gauze figure nearby in a daze, and saw that there was no danger, so he asked Liang Xingyang who was standing at the door of the ancient mansion.

Liang Xingyang said: "Two days have passed, the fourth day has long ended, the fifth day has just ended, and now it is the sixth funeral date." ”

Even if it is an alien, it can't sustain the ghost snake for up to two days, otherwise the erosion must be very serious.

And all of this is a supernatural phenomenon that comes from the source of the black paper umbrella.

As long as the source umbrella is open, it must be rainy in those neighborhoods, but these rains can be dispersed by other ghosts.

It is not until the black paper umbrella is closed that this rainy phenomenon does not stop. Otherwise, on the fifth day, Liang Xingyang fell into silence, and the ghosts gradually dissipated, and they should be exposed to the ghost tide on the fifth day and killed by the ghosts.

Zhou Deng was taken aback, and then said: "The coffin is going to be carried out of the funeral today?" ”

"That's right, you hurry back to the ancient mansion, there is some danger outside, if you slow down, 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 mansion, and a chill gushed out in his heart, and he didn't want to stay at all, so he turned around and walked into the ancient mansion directly.

At the end of the fifth day, he will no longer restrain the ghosts who come to participate in the ghost feast, and after getting rid of the shackles of the black veil, the ghosts will automatically return to the old forest.

The layout of the ancient mansion is calculated 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 relatives and friends of the deceased to go to the funeral, and he must first remove the identity of the replacement, and the source of the black veil ghost will be imprisoned in the ghost blood.

"Damn!"

Zhou Deng's eyes widened slightly, and he was the first to notice something strange nearby, and shouted: "Ghost recovery, everyone run." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately ran into the ancient mansion without hesitation.

The lifeless black veil ghosts nearby are like black silkworm chrysalis, something is wriggling inside, and layers of black veil are falling off, as if they are about to break out of the cocoon.

The seven ghost riders saw the surrounding situation clearly at this moment, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to stay for half a minute even if their hands and feet were weak, and they rushed into the ancient mansion one by one.

"Bang."

The heavy gate of the old house was closed, and the old wooden bolt fell.

"It's scary, fortunately, those ghosts haven't gotten out of trouble yet, otherwise I wouldn't dare to think about it, I wouldn't dare to think about it."

A ghost rider pressed the door bolt with all his strength, and the whole person fell on the door, gasping, and had a great sense of excitement for the rest of his life.

However, none of the other ghost riders spoke.

"Why don't you speak?" The ghost rider leaning against the door asked.

However, he soon found out about the situation as well.

None of the ghost riders who can stay on the bus are stupid.

The wind outside stopped, the whimpering cries in the ancient mansion also disappeared, a gloomy and cold atmosphere disappeared, and the ancient mansion today was exceptionally quiet.

Some of the strange aura dissipated inexplicably, and even the ancient mansion became brighter and less eerie.

All the supernatural are leaving.

By the time they leave, the long-dusted mansion will soon collapse and disappear into the annals of history.

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