In the dimly lit cemetery.

Yang Jian, Sun Rui, Li Yang, as well as Luo Suyi and Lin Luomei walked on the dirt road, gradually walking towards the depths of the cemetery, and behind their group were six or seven members of the supernatural forum, as well as a pair of children of Liu Yuan just now.

There are more than a dozen people.

That's a lot of people.

Moreover, there are as many as five ghost riders, and this kind of strength is considered a top team in any supernatural event.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Jian has the confidence to act.

Although there are many ordinary people mixed in, these people are just dispensable, and if something really happens, no one will desperately save an ordinary person.

They couldn't influence the actions of Yang Jian and the others.

"Increasing the number of people in the team can reduce the probability of being attacked by powerful ghosts, Russell One, it seems that the incident at the Caesar Hotel last time scared you out of the shadows. ”

Yang Jian walked in front, he glanced at it, and roughly guessed why Russell had allowed two ordinary people to follow the team just now.

This guy has also learned badly, and he didn't do this kind of thing before.

Sure enough, time changes a person.

Russell said: "If they stay there, they will also be attacked by ghosts, it will still be safer to follow us, as for the law that a large number of people can reduce the attack of powerful ghosts, isn't this a normal way to survive? ”

"If they are really targeted by ghosts, they are not in the same team, on the contrary, we can also share the probability of being attacked by ghosts for them. ”

"So we are mutually beneficial, there is no one who takes advantage of whom, Yang Jian, you have become a lot better after not seeing each other for a while. ”

He didn't expect that people like Yang Jian would still care about the life and death of ordinary people.

Yang Jian said with a cold face: "I never advocate that ordinary people participate in supernatural events, if ordinary people really encounter this kind of thing, the probability of finding a place to hide and live is greater, walking around, with the quality of ordinary people, the probability of accidents is very large." ”

"But you didn't refuse, did you?" Russell said with a smile on his face.

Yang Jian said: "That's because I'm too lazy to care about other people's lives and deaths, I'm an adult, and I have to be responsible for the choices I make. By the way, I survived, and I don't need to thank anyone for saving my life, I have solved so many supernatural events, and the people I saved don't know how many, and I have never asked others to thank me. ”

"Because, I'm not here to save people to solve supernatural events. ”

"It's really cold, Yang Jian. ”

Russell Yi sighed: "This is what I have always admired about you, not bound by some rules and regulations, true but not hypocritical." ”

After he experienced some things, he realized how special a person with this kind of character Yang Jian is, of course, the character is not important, the important thing is that this Yang Jian has actually grown to such a point, and he can be compared with his boss Ye Zhenzhen.

"Let's talk less, there are more old graves here. Sun Rui interrupted the conversation between the two men, and he poked his cane very solemnly at a mound in front of him that was blocked on the road.

The soil was so soft that the cane could easily sink into it.

"You say, what is buried in these mounds?"

Yang Jian looked at it and said, "It's best to put away this curiosity, this is a place that is very unusual I think it is completely different from the supernatural events I encountered before, there is no commonality, although nothing has happened now, but the danger must exist, after all, Mrs. Liu's body has disappeared." ”

"It's a signal, a potential red flag. ”

There are graves everywhere, and there is no way for the ghost eye to peep into each grave.

In this way, Yang Jian couldn't confirm whether there was any danger in the grave, but even if he guessed that there was a situation in the grave, he didn't dare to dig up a tomb directly to investigate.

The only one who dared to dig it up was Grave No. 78.

After all, he wanted to send the letter there, and in addition to that, he also wanted to see what kind of existence the object of the ghost post office was sending the letter.

"I really want to get out of this place quickly. Sun Rui said solemnly.

The mounds everywhere, looking up, seemed to have no boundaries, one extending into the dim world in the distance.

The original good Fushouyuan suddenly became like this, even if it was a ghost domain invasion, it was too exaggerated.

How long has it been? It's like a different world.

Can that red letter really be delivered safely?

Sun Rui felt a strong uneasiness welling up in his heart, he felt that Yang Jian's words were very right, what happened in this place was indeed completely different from the previous supernatural events.

What is the case with so many mounds in a paranormal event?

Bypassed the grave in front of me.

Yang Jian continued to move forward, his eyes scanning the tombstones in front of the graves, recognizing the numbers on them.

He found that some graves did not have headstones, and only individual graves had headstones engraved with numbers, and this discrepancy was not explained by some reason, but this made it more difficult for him to find them.

Fortunately, there are some patterns in these graves.

If the place where I came just now was twenty-one, then now it has become twenty-two, thirty-three......

The numbers are getting bigger.

This shows that the general direction is not wrong, but the graves are scattered and scattered, and the No. 78 tomb is more profound than expected.

Just as the crowd moved on.

There was a strange scene on the mound that was blocked on the road just now, a hole was poked out by Sun Rui with a cane, and blood was seeping out inside, and the blood was not absorbed by the soil, but seemed to be rejected, gradually flowing out, and gradually staining the path that everyone walked.

And as the blood flowed out, the originally tall mound began to collapse little by little, constantly getting shorter, as if something supporting the mound was disappearing little by little.

No one saw such a scene, and no one noticed it.

Strange changes always appear here and again.

As we continue deeper into this cemetery.

Something weirder and weirder happens.

A member of the supernatural forum suddenly pointed not far away and said, "You see, that tomb is not the same. ”

Everyone looked.

Sure enough, I saw a position about ten meters apart, one by one tombstones stood there alone, and the strange thing was that the mound behind the tombstone had actually cracked.

Yes, that was not that right.

The mound split in half from the middle and collapsed to the left and right, and there were neither coffins nor dead people inside, and it was empty and strange.

A cracked empty tomb?

"The tomb was torn open from the inside, and something came out of it. Yang Jian's eyes sank, and he noticed some details.

"Isn't it?" the others' faces changed suddenly.

Yang Jian said: "It's probably not wrong, but the tomb is some years old, and judging from the signs of cracking, it shouldn't have happened recently, at least it's been a few months, so even if something comes out of the tomb, it can't appear here, and it has probably left this cemetery." ”

Having said that, his words are inexplicably terrifying.

"Team Yang, according to this, there are so many graves here, will there be a few graves that happen to crack today?" Li Yang said in a suppressed voice.

"Quite possibly. Yang Jian said in a deep voice.

Russell said: "Don't say it, if you say it again, I want to turn around and leave." ”

"You can't get out of this ghost realm. On the side, Lin Luomei said in a voice while typing.

"Don't make a fuss, I'm just expressing my opinion. Russell complained.

Yang Jian continued to walk forward, and he gradually remained silent, no longer speaking, but focusing on his surroundings.

In this environment, he wouldn't even feel strange when a ghost appeared.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that there are no dead people in the team, which means that the dozen or so people have not been targeted by the ghosts along the way, so so far everyone is still in a relatively safe moment.

But......

Yang Jian noticed a change in the number on the tombstone: 卌五.

It's already within the range of the No. 45 tombstone, and it's not far from the location of the No. 78 destination, so if nothing else, you can get to the destination in about ten minutes, and if you run it, this time can be shortened.

However, when he had not gone far, he suddenly stopped.

Next to the road ahead, a small new grave towered, without a tombstone, like a small mound.

But outside the mound, a dead man's arm covered with dirt stretched out and stuck like a dead twig into the grave, stiff and twisted.

"It was the group of people who attended the funeral before, because of Russell Yi's intimidation, those people scattered and fled, and now they are involved in the supernatural event and die here. Yang Jian squinted slightly and looked at the arm on the mound.

The complexion of the arm was clearly freshly dead, and it also had an expensive watch on its wrist.

The hands on the watch are still moving.

When Li Yang, Sun Rui, and Russell saw this scene, their expressions all changed suddenly.

"Ghosts are starting to kill?"

The thought crossed everyone's minds, and a bad feeling replaced the previous uneasiness.

I hurriedly looked left and right, but I saw nothing, no people, no ghosts, only a mound.

"Do you want to move on? Someone has died, Team Yang. Sun Rui asked.

The low grave in front of me, with one arm exposed, is like a warning sign, warning a group of people not to go deeper, and if they continue to go deeper, it may not be that person who is buried in the grave, but themselves.

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and was about to speak, but he suddenly waved his hand to make everyone quiet.

In the silence of the cemetery, a strange voice came out of nowhere.

Ding, ding, ding.

It was like someone was smashing a tombstone with a chisel.

And the sound is getting clearer and closer.

It seems to be just a short distance ahead.

However, the view was blocked by the grave, and there was no way to see clearly.