Chapter 219: Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder Soaring Period

The incense of three long and two short incense kept burning, the cigarette smoke was faint, diffuse, and it was obviously a hall with ventilation on three sides, but several people had an indescribable sense of sullenness.

The wheezing intensified, and a depression surged in my heart.

It seems that if these incense incense is burned again, something very bad will happen!

At this time, Jiang Chen stared at Gongtai several times, and his brows furrowed slightly: "How can this incense be long and short, it's too ugly!" It's ugly......"

A deep disgust appeared on his face.

Suddenly he walked forward.

Several people are standing at the door of the hall at the moment, and behind the vermilion coffin, there is the tribute platform.

"Lao Jiang! Don't be impulsive! Zhao Erhu hurriedly reminded: "The incense of three long and two short can't be easily extinguished, it will cause big problems!" ”

"Jiang Chen, there may be something in these coffins, don't rush in!" Chen Xue also shouted.

"Don't be impulsive......"

Several people spoke worriedly.

But Jiang Chen seemed to have fallen into some kind of extreme emotion, and he didn't listen to it at all, and walked into the coffin pile in a few steps.

The crowd was on their toll.

Fortunately, nothing suddenly popped out of the coffin.

Jiang Chen came to the front of the tribute platform, and muttered like crazy in his mouth: "It's long and short, it's too ugly, it's too ugly......"

As he spoke, he pinched off three long incense sticks, lit them with the candle next to them, and then lay on the tribute platform, exhaling with his mouth, accelerating the burning of some incense, and making the most precise fine-tuning of their length.

to the end.

The five sticks of incense are completely flush.

Even with the eyes of strange people, they can't find the slightest fault.

This stunned the few people in the rear.

Jiang Chen: This is ...... Obsessive-compulsive episodes?

I'll go!

That's weird, isn't it?

In a supernatural event, do you still have to obey your own obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Is this a symptom that is too severe, or is it that you are not taking the ghost too seriously?

Although they had seen Jiang Chen's unexpected actions several times before, this time, they still couldn't help but feel a chill oozing from their hearts.

Then.

Jiang Chen turned his head and seemed to notice the coffins all over the ground, and after he made the length of the incense the same, his brows, which had already been stretched, slowly wrinkled again.

"How come these coffins are long and short?"

"And it's so messy, it's so unsightly, it's too ugly......"

Hear this.

The crowd's eyes widened, as if they had already thought about what would happen next.

"Lao Jiang, no!" Zhao Erhu hurriedly shouted.

"At least you come out first, act rashly, and be besieged by the things in the coffin, even if the C+ master comes, you will be dead!"

"You come here first, at least there is a way out!"

Several people spoke eagerly.

The coffins on the ground were of different lengths, and there were nearly ten of them, all of which faintly exuded strong resentment, which made several people a little frightened.

Jiang Chen was standing alone in the coffin pile at this time.

Once you make any dangerous moves, you will instantly fall into a situation of being besieged!

But Jiang Chen didn't seem to hear their words at all, picked up a peachwood sword placed on the tribute platform, poured it with demonic power, and the wooden blade instantly became extremely sharp.

A sword is slashed and used as a broadsword.

With a "poof", an adult-length coffin was cut off.

To everyone's relief, the coffin was empty.

Then, Jiang Chen kept shooting, cutting all the coffins short, and then placing them together, and making fine repairs little by little.

to the end.

All coffins were finally the same length.

The hearts carried by several people were also slightly relaxed, because there was nothing dirty in the coffin.

That's when it happened.

A gust of wind blew through the hall.

Several people shivered, and after being stunned for a second, Zhao Erhu was the first to react: "Not good!" Watch your back! ”

Even if they run to a place where minus twenty or thirty degrees Celsius, they can sleep shirtless.

It is absolutely impossible to be shivered by a gust of wind.

Several people reacted very quickly, without saying a word, they rushed forward, and then quickly turned their heads, and the scene in front of them made their faces sink.

Before the yard.

At some point, there stood a man, a woman, and two children.

The boy was seven or eight years old, and the girl was two or three years old, both wearing a set of paper shrouds, and there were blood stains on their hands and mouths, and the aura they emitted was very terrifying.

These are actually two powerful ghosts!

At this moment, they were staring at the hall with a pair of gray eyes, staring at the ruined coffin with a gloomy face.

Soon, another figure rushed in from outside the door.

There was a woman with half of her face sunken, as if she had been hit hard before she died, a man with an empty chest, whose entrails might have been stripped of him, and a lame old man, with a salallow face and a mouth full of black teeth.

Without exception.

These five people all exuded extremely strong resentment.

The faces of the people sank like water.

Five ghosts!

This is terrible!

The most troublesome situation before was at most facing two powerful ghosts and three evil ghosts, and it was in that battle that Yang Chan was injured.

Encountering five powerful ghosts, they didn't dare to imagine what terrible things would happen next.

"My home, you ruined our home!"

"Damn, damn it!"

Among the five ghosts, the woman and the old man were the first to speak, and the coffin, which was their residence after death, was now destroyed, inspiring the deepest resentment in their hearts!

Crazy words, containing curses, imperceptibly affect several people.

Among them, Yang Chan and Chen Xue, who were weaker, had begun to gradually turn pale, and a deep guilt surged in their hearts.

Then.

An even crazier voice rang out behind several people.

"How many of you, how come they are not of the same length?"

"It's so unsightly, it's too ugly......"

"Everyone should be the same length, the same height, shortness, fat and thin, this world should not be the way it is now, I must correct you!"

A few ghosts were stunned.

“……”

"The dog thing is sick, isn't it, the ghost is +999!"

"Is this an advanced stage of OCD? No, this is a special obsessive-compulsive surge? Ghost +999! ”

"Crazy! Ghost +999! ”

“……”

A few ghosts were only slightly stunned, and then, their bodies exuded an astonishing resentment, locking all the living people in front of them.

Then they approached step by step with a terrible expression on their faces.

Now.

In the hall, a drum sounded, like the chirping of an ancient beast.

"Moo!!"

Then there was the sound of heavy footsteps, dull and powerful, like thunder, with the screeching sound of heavy objects rubbing against the ground.

A few ghosts see.

In the dark hall, under the light of the candle flame, a tall black figure, with green eyes, dragged a heavy hammer, and rushed out.

Even more terrifying.

On top of the hammer, there were one terrifying figure after another.

Terrible wails, terrible screams, crazy and weird laughter...... All kinds of voices were filled, all kinds of obsessions were entangled, and a strange and terrifying aura rose behind the other party.

The intertwined resentment seems to be much stronger than the sum of his five ghosts!