The night in the countryside is exceptionally peaceful.

There weren't many people in this village, and it was late at night, so the old people in the village must have gone to bed early, so the whole village seemed to have entered another world at night.

The silence is somewhat depressing, even frightening.

But at the entrance of the village.

A house is a bit of an anomaly.

The door of this house was open, and the lights were on inside.

In the middle of the lobby, a vermilion lacquer coffin was neatly placed there, and in front of the coffin, two white candles were burning, and the candlelight flickered, reflecting some strange black shadows, swaying on the surrounding walls, giving people an inexplicable gloomy.

On the table in front of the coffin was a portrait of a young man, which seemed to be covered with a thick fog at night, and it was not very clear to see only the outline of the portrait.

Revealing a kind of weirdness.

"Where did the people in the village go? Normally, there are people who hold a vigil at night during the funeral. ”

A crowd of people came from not far away, and they stood in front of this house,

Through the open door, they can clearly see everything inside.

"This village is inherently weird, a ghost roams the village at night, and these villagers can still live here as if nothing happened. Zhang Yiming said with a solemn expression: "During the day, I feel that this place is a little too normal. ”

"Indeed, there is something strange about the normal nature of this village. Zhang Han nodded.

It is because of this normality that there is a kind of deception, and they even wonder if there are ghosts here.

But tonight's events have proved it, and there are indeed ghosts in this village.

And a village with ghosts is not normal in itself.

Normal people know that there is a real ghost in the village who has long since moved away, and it is impossible to continue living in the village, even if it is an old man who cannot leave his homeland.

"Don't worry about this village for now, let's solve the trouble in front of you first, if this ghost is really in this house, it will be easy to do, solve it, and all problems will be solved." Ye Jundao on the side.

"Don't be too optimistic, someone is dead now, and it's a ghost handler, and the next person to die could be you or me. ”

Ouyang Tian said with a gloomy face.

Zhang Yiming said: "It's true that you can't be optimistic, but you can't do nothing, since you have made up your mind, let's go in and have a look." ”

Everyone's hearts sank, and their eyes couldn't help but stay on the coffin in the mourning hall.

Yang Jian followed behind without saying a word.

It's better for him to keep a low profile at this time.

Soon.

Several people walked into the house with vigilance.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but as soon as I came in, I felt that the temperature dropped instantly, and there was a cold aura that enveloped the whole body, making people uncomfortable.

"This coffin may be a little evil, don't move first, lest there be any unpredictable accidents, go around other rooms, if you don't find anything, then come back here to such a big place, even if you meet the ghost, you won't be killed without any reaction, and if there is a situation, you will shout directly, and everyone will rush to help. Zhang Yiming said in a suppressed voice.

It's not sure if the ghost is in this house.

If so, we have to find out somehow.

"Yes, but you can't be too separated, and you have to keep a certain distance. Ye Jun nodded.

Yang Jian stared at the coffin for a long time before gradually retracting his gaze.

"Zhang Yiming's approach is right, this coffin is really wrong here, anyone with a brain knows it, so it is the safest thing to do if it is not moved, at least everyone is safe for now, and it is not too late to move after determining whether the surroundings are safe. ”

With this in mind, he began to search the house as soon as the others dispersed.

It's okay to keep a low profile at this time, but definitely not to paddle.

We have to work together.

The house has three floors, each floor has three or four rooms, and the structure is not complicated, and it will take a few people less than two minutes to go around.

But just as they turned around and left the hall for a while.

The portrait placed in front of the coffin changed slightly under the flickering candlelight.

Half of the face of the man on the portrait was covered by darkness, as if it had rotted, and a cold and strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The light in the lobby began to fade, and the darkness outside gradually pressed in.

It's just that none of the ghost handlers noticed this change.

"Did you find anything?"

Zhang Han walked out of a room and asked in a low voice when he saw Yang Jian in the corridor.

A ghost eye grew on the back of Yang's head and forehead to ensure that there were no dead corners in his field of vision.

"No, not only did I not find the ghost, but even the person who guarded the spirit was not found, if my guess is not wrong, there should be no one in this whole house, where did those people go during the day? Zhang Yiming is right, the whole village is a little abnormal, he didn't dare to continue gambling, so he proposed to retreat before. ”

He also came out of a room and confirmed that there was nothing out of the ordinary.

The excessive vigilance seems to be a little scared of itself.

"Let's go downstairs and assemble, and get ready to move the coffin, if there is no one in the room, there is a good chance that the coffin will not contain a corpse, but a ghost. ”

But just when Yang Jian turned around and was about to go downstairs to go back.

Suddenly.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

A weak, terminally ill cough suddenly rang out from the room behind him.

In an instant, Yang Jian felt a chill behind his back, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

No way.

He had clearly searched for that room just now, and there was no ghost at all, how did the coughing sound appear?

"Yang Jian~!"

Zhang Han turned his head suddenly, his face instantly turned hideous, and his body was a little abnormal, as if the joints were twisting and breaking.

Already on the verge of wielding the power of the devil.

"I'll come. ”

Yang Jian didn't say a word, turned around and rushed over in an instant, kicking the half-hidden door open.

The dim room didn't interfere with his vision.

The ghost eye on his forehead saw everything in the room clearly, as if it was covered with a red halo.

however

The house was empty, and there were no ghosts.

There was no coughing either.

"It's gone. Yang Jian felt a pang in his heart.

"Damn, have you been tricked?" Zhang Han was shocked and angry.

Just now, the ghost was beside him.

A stone's throw away.

"If it's really a ghost, it's absolutely impossible to disappear out of thin air, unless" Yang Jian felt himself tense all over.

Unless, this ghost owns the ghost domain.

Only then could this ghost, codenamed Sick Ghost, appear anywhere in the village.

"Tread, tread~!"

Suddenly.

In the dark hallway, the sound of a footstep coming downstairs suddenly sounded again.

"In the hallway. Zhang Han rushed over with a hideous face.

At this time, you must not retreat, you must rush forward when you should rush, you will only die faster if you are afraid of death.

Zhang Han rushed into the corridor one step faster than Yang Jian.

There are only three floors of the house and the stairs are not long.

In less than a few seconds, Zhang Han caught up with the footsteps of the downstairs.

"No way. ”

A voice echoed through the stairs with an inexplicable shock.

It was not a ghost that collided head-on, but Zhang Yiming and others.

When they were investigating downstairs, they suddenly heard a strange footstep and suddenly walked upstairs, ready to rush over to figure out the situation, but they saw Zhang Han.

The previous scene in the village was repeated.

"Don't be impulsive, your own people. Zhang Yiming was the first to react and snorted.

"It happened again, and we were all drawn by the sound of footsteps. Yang Jian also rushed over, his face changed, and he suddenly noticed something: "Wait, where did Ouyang Tian go?"

Ouyang Tian?

Everyone looked at it, and they all trembled.

It's gone.

Ouyang Tian was gone.

"Go back. Zhang Yiming roared, and immediately turned around and rushed downstairs.

The crowd also realized the gravity of the situation.

After all, He Sheng died before and it was not clear.

And yet at the moment.

The candlelight in the mourning hall had all been extinguished long ago, and the surroundings fell into an oppressive darkness.

The portrait in front of the offering table was all shrouded in darkness, and there was an indescribable strange change that looked a little like Ouyang Tian.

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