Not again?

The sound of carving the tombstone sounded, and everyone's breath of relief was lifted again, and their nerves tensed again.

It's too fast.

Not giving people a chance to breathe at all, just died a member of the supernatural forum, how long has it been, a dozen seconds, or twenty seconds?

A minute at most.

Ghost attacks followed, starting with the first Russell one's death, and this should be the fourth.

Yang Jian's face sank after hearing this voice.

According to his plan, it was to end the task of dropping the letter after the third attack and before the fourth attack began, but he didn't expect that Tomb 78 was not found at all, and the tomb seemed to have disappeared and did not exist in this area at all, otherwise how could so many people go to find it without finding it.

"The fourth person is going to die, who will it be this time?" Sun Rui stood in place with his cane in hand, his face was also ugly.

Although he knew that the ghost's attack method was to engrave his name on the tombstone, he could not resist this attack, and even he did not have the confidence that he could survive such an attack.

"Haven't you found Tomb No. 78 yet? If we don't find it again, we may be wiped out here if we drag it out like this, if you want to live, hurry up and find it, expand the scope a little, don't surround here, you won't die if you go farther." Sun Rui snorted anxiously and ordered the members of the supernatural forum.

The others were in a cold sweat, and naturally they were desperately looking for Tomb 78.

But that's how weird it is.

There are tombs from 70 to 80 here, but the tomb 78 is missing, and it is useless to expand the scope to search, because soon someone found that the tombs in the distance have become more than 100.

In other words, if there is tomb No. 78, then it must be in this area, and it will definitely not be too far away.

"Didn't find it, not here. ”

"I haven't found it either, there is no tomb 78 that was done at all. ”

"I've found more than a hundred graves, but none of them are the ones you mentioned. ”

This is the second time they have reported the situation.

This time the search was more careful than the first, and no details were missed, but six or seven people scattered to search, but they still did not find the tomb.

"Sure enough, it was tricked by the ghost post office? That ghost place shouldn't exist, and I must find a way to demolish that building when I go back." Sun Rui's face was gloomy and his mood was very bad.

"No, there's Tomb No. 78, it's just that we're looking for the wrong one. ”

At this time, Yang Jian casually threw aside the arm he was carrying.

The arm that fell on the dirt immediately sank and soon sank into the ground and disappeared.

"What do you say?" Sun Rui immediately turned to look at him.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "I was thinking just now, this letter delivery task is only the task of the messenger on the first floor, the purpose of the post office is not to kill people, but to let the messenger better complete the task, as for what the purpose is, let's not mention it first, at least it is impossible to arrange a certain death when the letter delivery task comes out." ”

"Otherwise, there is no point. ”

"Judging from the current situation, we have to withstand the attack of the evil ghosts here, and then find Tomb 78..... For example, we've found it, counted the time, how many people have died from finding it, to digging a grave, to delivering the letter, and now the ghost has killed a fourth person. ”

"But the messenger on the first floor, counting the three of us, plus the three who didn't come before, makes a total of six. ”

"Six people, one by one, took their lives to fill in, and they didn't have enough time to complete the task of delivering the letter, so this was a conflict with the situation at the scene. ”

Li Yang on the side estimated in his heart, and it was indeed the case.

Under these circumstances, it would be impossible for the six people to succeed in delivering the letter even if they were dead.

This is a missionary mission that must be killed.

But Yang Jian's analysis is also right, if it is a mortal mission, then why do you have to do it more.

Although the supernatural events are weird, after all, there are traces to follow, not the kind that are out of order, even if it is a ghost killing, there are so-called laws at all.

"So what do you think?" Sun Rui hesitated.

Yang Jian said: "It's very simple, we made a mistake, we looked at the problem from the perspective of the ghost master, thinking that Tomb No. 78 was among these old tombs, in fact, it is very likely that it is in the original Fushou Garden, that is, the place we just went to, as the letter said. ”

"The cemetery reserved by Mrs. Liu is the No. 78 tomb we are looking for, and the dead Mrs. Liu is the target of the letter. ”

"We were misled by the supernatural events that happened here, no, it should be the disappearance of Mrs. Liu's body that misled us and made us suspicious. ”

Sun Rui said: "I understand, for ordinary messengers, if they want to successfully send a letter, they must arrange a task that can be completed, and the difficulty of sending this letter to Mrs. Liu is within an acceptable range, if you go deep into this ghost domain to send a letter, ordinary people will definitely die." ”

"So, Tomb 78 doesn't exist here at all, so I'm going back to where I was?"

Yang Jian immediately said: "No, the cemetery is not important, the most important thing for us now is to find Mrs. Liu, she is the owner of the No. 78 cemetery." ”

"But in such a large cemetery, where can I find the body of the missing Mrs. Liu?" Li Yang said.

Yang Jian didn't know this problem.

His ghost domain has been affected here, and he can't find out everything in this cemetery, and the disappeared Mrs. Liu is an unsolved mystery.

The disappearance of the corpse of a dead old man reveals an unusual weirdness in itself.

"There's no time, if you continue to look for it, more people will die, Yang Jian, let's withdraw first, we have seven days to deliver the letter, there is no need to rush this time, it's okay to send the letter after going back and thinking clearly." ”

Listen to the tinkling sound of the silent cemetery.

Sun Rui was under a lot of pressure, with a kind of breathless palpitations, and he desperately wanted to get out of here.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't refute him, because his words also made sense.

This way of carving names to kill people is too terrifying for the ghost riders to stop, and it is indeed dangerous if you continue to stay here.

But now everyone is in a dead end.

Can't find any clues.

I can't send letters, I can't deal with the ghosts here, I can only waste time here in vain.

"It really has to be withdrawn for the time being. Yang Jian thought about it in his heart and felt that Sun Rui's proposal at the moment was right.

The risks and benefits are not proportional, and it is never too late to think clearly, and there is indeed plenty of time.

It was at this time.

The woman named Liu Xinyue pulled her younger brother Liu Hao, her face was pale, and she ran over as if she was fleeing for her life with a frightened expression, and ran directly in front of Yang Jian, Sun Rui, and Li Yang.

"I, I just saw my dead grandma over there......"

Liu Xinyue recovered from her fear, she was shocked and stable, she didn't know what to do, she could only tell the situation just now with the idea of asking for help.

As soon as these words came out.

The attention of the three immediately shifted to her.

"Your grandmother, you mean Mrs. Liu, where is she?" Yang Jian immediately asked.

"I, I don't know, just now I saw my grandmother standing in the middle of the two graves over there, and she saw me..... Then my grandmother disappeared again, and I was so frightened that I couldn't move, so I immediately ran over to you and told you that you don't blame me. ”

Liu Xinyue's speech was a little messy, with a look of pleading in fear.

I am afraid that a few people will kill myself and my brother here if they disagree.

"Directions, point it out to me, you said that Mrs. Liu is between two graves, there are so many graves here, how do I know which two graves are between. Yang Jian said.

Liu Xinyue pointed in a general direction in shock.

There is nothing wrong with the direction.

But that direction was where the tinkling knock came from.

Not far, not close.

Several people's hearts jumped.

Mrs. Liu, who appeared in front of Liu Xinyue strangely, disappeared in the direction of the ghost.

This thing sounds simply creepy.

Ghost, is it the dead Mrs. Liu?

The idea popped into the minds of the three people.

"So in the final analysis, I still have to confirm the true identity of that ghost, maybe I can really find Mrs. Liu by following that voice. Yang Jian said.

Sun Rui said: "It's too dangerous, as soon as the fourth knocking sound stops, I suggest retreating immediately, if you continue to drag on, the fifth knocking sound sounds, and another one has to die, if the lottery is drawn to our heads, it will be over, we can't afford to gamble." ”

"What if the knocking sound still sounds here after we're gone?" Yang Jian stared at him, "Wouldn't that cut off his own way of life?"

Sun Rui was stunned for a moment, almost forgetting this possibility.

"The knocking sound doesn't last long, and when you find it, the ghost may appear somewhere else, and the appearance of the ghost, as I confirmed just now, is irregular, sometimes close, sometimes far away, and here we can only run, and it is very difficult to dare to find it before the ghost killing is completed. ”

"If you don't get it, you'll keep going around here. ”

Yang Jian didn't want to waste time, and immediately said: "You gather people, get ready to leave, I'll go and find it, bet on one more person, if I don't find the ghost before the fifth knock sound is over, then retreat immediately, if I find the ghost, I will stop the ghost from continuing to kill, so that we don't need to take the risk of being killed at any time when we stay here." ”

"Okay, then it's up to you. Sun Rui nodded in agreement.

He knew that Yang Jian was unwilling, and he was not reconciled, but he still dared to bet on one more person, for fear that if it dragged on endlessly, it would be the most deadly.

As soon as the words are finished.

Without saying a word, Yang Jian rushed out alone, and went straight to the direction where the knocking sound came from as fast as he could.

His ghost is attached to his body, his running speed is a little inhuman, his physical functions are a little terrifying, and a grave in front of him jumps directly, and his speed does not decrease in the process.

At this time, he didn't need to worry.

Gambling with ghosts is time, Yang Jian was worried about the surrounding situation before, but after some confirmation, now he can let go of all actions.

"The knocking sound this time is a bit long, is it complicated to have the name of the person being targeted?" Yang Jian chased after him.

This time the ghost engraving took longer than the previous two combined, and I don't know why.

Maybe someone took a very complicated font, so that the ghost had to spend more time carving out the characters, which gave Yang Jian some chances.

He knew that there was not enough time for this operation, but if he could confirm the situation in advance, it would also be of great help to the subsequent actions.

"Will it be dangerous to go by alone?" Li Yang was inexplicably a little worried when he saw Yang Jian leaving.

Sun Rui said: "Don't worry, he will definitely be fine, what should be worried is us, he can leave at any time, we can't, so he will take the initiative to take the direction and act separately." ”

"Ding, ding. ”

The terrible knock still echoed in the silent cemetery.

In front of an old grave, an empty stele was erected, and a rusty, soil-stained coffin nail was held by a stiff, thin and cold hand, and the stone tombstone was struck mechanically, leaving a deep mark where the coffin nail had hit.

The marks distorted, gradually forming a stroke, as if writing a word.

The font is not formed, but next to it, there is a character that has been engraved, and although the shape is strange, it can still be distinguished, and the character is ...... Poplar.

Oddly enough, there are not many strokes in this letter, but the speed of engraving is very slow.

Many, much slower than to engrave other people's names.

A tap, the tombstone leaves not enough traces, as if the tombstone is very hard, can not form a font, need to be constantly tapped, continue to carve, in order to gradually perfect the font.

It was as if there was something unspeakably strange that protected the owner of the name.

As the ghost lettering continues.

It's now.

Dahan City, originally Yang Jian stayed in a hotel near the ghost post office.

This hotel has been cordoned off by Sun Rui.

One of the rooms was a short stay in Yang Jian.

In an inconspicuous corner of the room, a strange porcelain vessel with a twisted human form sits there.

In a quiet corner, this strange porcelain is silently cracking.

It was as if there was an invisible nail striking at the porcelain.

The cracks gradually intensified, and the whole body of the humanoid porcelain was densely covered, as if it was about to be completely shattered at any time, and in the middle of this porcelain, there were several cracks that were deeper and more obvious than those in other places.

Between those more pronounced cracks distort a font: Yang.

And next to the word Yang, new cracks intensified, and they kept spreading, as if they were about to form another word.

According to this case.

At the moment when the next font takes shape, this strange porcelain will completely crumble and become splinters all over the ground.

Once the ghost porcelain is broken.

The barrier between the poplars will disappear.

Or perhaps.

The existence of this ghost porcelain makes Yang Jian's name extremely difficult to form, and a certain tombstone prepared for him is extremely hard, making it difficult for the ghost to engrave his name.

Return to the cemetery of Fujuen.

Yang Jian chased after the tinkling knock sound and got closer and closer.

He was running very fast and would be able to catch up in no time.

"It's not gone away yet, who is the ghost carving, and how many strokes are there?" Yang Jian was inexplicably a little apprehensive in his heart.

This situation reveals an unusualness.

Unusual means that something is starting to go beyond what was originally expected, which is not a good thing, but a sign of danger.

Ghost, there was a change.

In the supernatural event, Yang Jian was not afraid of ghosts killing people in a fixed way, but he was afraid that the ghosts would have such unpredictable changes in the middle of the way, so that the originally familiar laws suddenly changed, just like the original ghosts, starving ghosts.

Yang Jian did not slow down because of the hesitation in his heart, but was determined to find the ghost and prove his inner conjecture.

Soon.

He was a little overjoyed.

Because Yang Jian seems to be able to take advantage of this special situation to find this ghost before the end of this fourth knocking sound.

"Found it. ”

Jerked.

He crossed a large grave and stood directly on the top of it, looking in the direction of the tinkling sound.

There is no obstruction of the line of sight.

The ghost is still there, and the tapping sound doesn't stop.

Yang Jian's eyes shrank instantly, and he saw the true source of this percussion sound.

It was a dead man in a black burial suit, thin and cold, with a wrinkled face, brown skin with bulging knuckles clinging to his fingers, and a rusty coffin nail was held by him, striking down on a wordless tombstone in front of him.

This ghost is..... Mrs. Liu?

"How could it be. Yang Jian was stunned.

How could an ordinary dead old man suddenly become a ghost.

He still had a red letter in his hand, ready to send it out.

After a short period of consternation, Yang Jian planned to complete the task first, and then it didn't matter, whether the thing in front of him was a real Mrs. Liu or a real ghost.

And yet this moment.

The percussion stopped.

The name of the fourth man is engraved.

"Not good. ”

Yang Jian peeped with ghost eyes, and was immediately shocked, and from this angle, he could vaguely see that the first word of the name was ..... Poplar.

"Bang!"

At the same time, the ghost porcelain in the corner of the hotel room in Dahan City, because the crack on it reached the limit, suddenly exploded, turning into shards all over the ground, and the strange power disappeared at the same time, disappearing cleanly, as if it was offset by some terrible curse.

But it only cancels out some of it, not all of it.

"This knock is coming at me?"

Yang Jian's hairs stood on end at this moment, and the soil of the grave under his feet instantly softened.

It's like an abyss that wants to swallow itself.