The other side of the ancient house.
Fan Xing and other ghost-controlling men gathered together, and there were quite a few people, including him.
Unfortunately, Zhou Deng is not in a good position, otherwise their team will be even more powerful.
Have you heard it?The noise coming from next door seemed to be someone listening to the radio... A man said in a voice.
In the room next to him, there was a rustling electronic sound, which was emitted by an old-fashioned radio, and the radio seemed to be constantly regulating the frequency to try to restore the signal, but it was very unstable. It could make sounds occasionally but intermittently.
It's 11:40 now, and there are still twenty minutes left to the next day. Do you want to go to the next door to take a look?If you are lucky, you can get a supernatural item.Fan Xing's eyes flashed, and he felt a little moved.
After all, it's in the next room, very close.
There is plenty of time and you can take action once.
How to divide the things after you get them?Someone asked.
Fan Xing said: It depends on who survived in the end.
The others thought for a moment and nodded immediately: Yes, that's it. So many of us can suppress even evil spirits. Sitting here without doing anything is a waste of time.
Then act and don't waste time.Fan Xing said immediately.
Suddenly, everyone in this room immediately walked out.
The outside was silent, and there were rustling sounds in the next room, and the wooden door was not soundproofed, and the hollowed-out window clearly revealed the movement inside.
Fan Xing immediately reached out and pushed open the door of the second room.
I didn't know when there was an old radio in the room that was empty yesterday. The radio was placed on the table and made a rustling sound. The signal was intermittent and I couldn't hear any radio station.
No ghosts were found... Fan Xing's eyes moved and he glanced at the others.
The rest nodded.
Step into this room together.
However, as soon as these people walked into the radio that had lost the signal, they suddenly connected. The rustling sound suddenly stopped, and a very ordinary voice came from the radio: Hello, is anyone?Hello……
The radio seemed to be wrong and seemed to hear a telephone signal.
Hello, has anyone heard it?Hello.
The six people in the room stared at the radio, silently silent.
No one seems to dare to respond to this voice.
Hey, hey, can you hear it?The sound in the radio was asking repeatedly.
Still no one answered.
They are all ghost-controlling people, and few of them are stupid. Who dares to respond to the sounds of such things?
The sound from the radio repeatedly asked several times, and asked for it for five minutes without getting tired of it. In the end, no one responded and gradually disappeared.
Swallow...swallow!laugh!
The signal was off again.
At this time, the other people felt a little relieved, and one of them said: It doesn’t look like this thing, take it away quickly and leave this room.
Fan Xing nodded, just as he was about to take away the weird radio.
Sudden.
The signal of the shasha radio suddenly became clear again. The previous voice sounded again, with a bit of weird laugh; Hey, hey, it turns out that someone, I heard... Shasha!
After this sentence, the radio disconnected the signal again.
Oops.
Fan Xing's eyes suddenly shrank, and his heart was raised at this moment.
He looked at the ghost-controller who was talking.
The man also had a pale face: Don’t look at me, I was careless just now, and I didn’t know that this thing would actually cheat.
Fan Xing picked up the radio at this moment, but he found that the radio was already out of date and could not function at all. It was even stuffed with soil, as if it had just been dug out from somewhere.
This is not a supernatural object, it is a medium for spreading curse.
He tried to move the radio, but there was no reaction. If it was a supernatural object, it would definitely be available.
Now something happened to greed.
Not only did he not get anything, he was also infected with the curse of some evil spirit.
Leave here.
Fan Xing lost the radio in a dark face and hurriedly retreated.
The others also hurriedly dispersed.
But it seems a bit late now.
As soon as they went out, they suddenly saw that it was pitch black outside the aisle.
The darkness has eroded to the door of this room.
Next to it, an old black Taishi Chair was placed in the aisle, blocking the darkness's progress. However, what scared everyone was that there were hands on the backrest of the Taishi Chair. The hands were cold and stiff, the nails were pitch black, and the fingers were covered with blood, blue and black.
The other end of the hand was dimmed into darkness and could not see clearly what was behind it.
And at this moment, the black Grand Master Chair in the aisle was being pushed forward by those terrifying hands, and it made a creaking sound across the ground.
No...
Seeing this, Fan Xing and the others were frightened and dared not approach the thing behind the black chair and turned around and ran away.
The room is no longer safe, so I have to go to the lobby.
Yang Jian on the other side also heard the sound of the black chair being pushed, but the sound was not that close, and it was still a distance.
However, the movements of Fan Xing and others have attracted Yang Jian's attention.
The others left the room and entered the lobby?Yang Jian frowned.
Look at the time.
It was already eleven fifty-five.
It hasn't arrived the next day.
Some people are afraid that they have done something stupid, otherwise they would be so greedy and afraid of death and would they enter the lobby early.Yang Jian's eyes moved.
He's used to it.
There must be some idiots if there are too many people.
But it doesn't matter.
Idiots are destined to live long, just turn around and die.
It's time to go out. I've basically confirmed this day. It's a vigil. The abnormality came from the room, which means that the room cannot be stayed. If we continue to stay, we will die here.Yang Jian moved his body, stood up, and pushed the door out.
He looked into the depths of the aisle.
It's dark.
The Taishi Chair is placed at least the sixth room in the distance, and it is still a little far away from here, which is safe for the time being.
But compared with the previous distance, it is quite close.
But when he looked at the corridor opposite, his face darkened.
The aisle where those people live was already shrouded in darkness. At the door of the first room in the aisle, a black Grand Master Chair appeared there, and there were a pair of weird palms on it.
The ghost has appeared and is about to invade the ancient house.
This is the first day, and the second day has not started yet.Yang Jian was not thinking about some idiot doing something wrong.
But I couldn't help but take a breath in my heart.
A ghost appeared the next day and was so close. So how can I survive the remaining days?
Can you really last until the first seven?
Cruff!
At the same time, the sound of the wooden door opening came from the depths of the aisle on his side. The movement was far away, as if it was behind the black Grand Master Chair.
Not only that, but my situation is not much better. The ancient house is leaking everywhere. I thought I could last until the first seventh day, but now it seems that I am afraid that the ancient house will completely fall in three days.
Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, no longer thought about it, and went directly to the lobby to meet with the others.
It's time to find a way to get through the next crisis in the ancient house.
Everyone gathered together again, but Zhou Deng was missing.
Look at the time.
It's twelve o'clock at night.
The next day began.
This night is called Vigil.
According to tradition, it is necessary to stay with the dead body for a night.
Yang Jian.
Seeing him appear, many people immediately greeted him.
Yang Jian glanced at the people with a cold look: What's wrong with you?
Fan Xing's face changed. He did not say what had happened just now, but only said that he wanted to find supernatural objects, but he hit a ghost. He did not explain in detail the process, for fear of being settled.
Greedy, nothing, I am greedy, but if I am stupid and greedy, it is better to die earlier to save others from hindering them.Yang Jian said coldly.
Now is not the time to blame us, we should find a way to complete today's task.Fan Xing did not dare to contradict Yang Jian, but just changed the subject.
Yang Jian said: This night should be a vigil. If I was not mistaken, the ancient house would be unsafe everywhere. The only safe place should be near the coffin in the back hall.
Then what are you waiting for? Let's stay next to the coffin.
If you are wrong, this night is not a vigil, but a mourning, then according to the traditional coffin, you need to move to this lobby, and open the lid for people to admire the remains, and of course there is also the possibility of mourning.Yang Jian said.
……
The others were silent.
But time doesn't hesitate or think.
The darkness in the ancient house is eroding.
Although it was dim before, there was light at least, but now it is already dark. The only place that can be seen clearly is the lobby and the patio.
Fan Xing and other ghost-controlling men gathered together, and there were quite a few people, including him.
Unfortunately, Zhou Deng is not in a good position, otherwise their team will be even more powerful.
Have you heard it?The noise coming from next door seemed to be someone listening to the radio... A man said in a voice.
In the room next to him, there was a rustling electronic sound, which was emitted by an old-fashioned radio, and the radio seemed to be constantly regulating the frequency to try to restore the signal, but it was very unstable. It could make sounds occasionally but intermittently.
It's 11:40 now, and there are still twenty minutes left to the next day. Do you want to go to the next door to take a look?If you are lucky, you can get a supernatural item.Fan Xing's eyes flashed, and he felt a little moved.
After all, it's in the next room, very close.
There is plenty of time and you can take action once.
How to divide the things after you get them?Someone asked.
Fan Xing said: It depends on who survived in the end.
The others thought for a moment and nodded immediately: Yes, that's it. So many of us can suppress even evil spirits. Sitting here without doing anything is a waste of time.
Then act and don't waste time.Fan Xing said immediately.
Suddenly, everyone in this room immediately walked out.
The outside was silent, and there were rustling sounds in the next room, and the wooden door was not soundproofed, and the hollowed-out window clearly revealed the movement inside.
Fan Xing immediately reached out and pushed open the door of the second room.
I didn't know when there was an old radio in the room that was empty yesterday. The radio was placed on the table and made a rustling sound. The signal was intermittent and I couldn't hear any radio station.
No ghosts were found... Fan Xing's eyes moved and he glanced at the others.
The rest nodded.
Step into this room together.
However, as soon as these people walked into the radio that had lost the signal, they suddenly connected. The rustling sound suddenly stopped, and a very ordinary voice came from the radio: Hello, is anyone?Hello……
The radio seemed to be wrong and seemed to hear a telephone signal.
Hello, has anyone heard it?Hello.
The six people in the room stared at the radio, silently silent.
No one seems to dare to respond to this voice.
Hey, hey, can you hear it?The sound in the radio was asking repeatedly.
Still no one answered.
They are all ghost-controlling people, and few of them are stupid. Who dares to respond to the sounds of such things?
The sound from the radio repeatedly asked several times, and asked for it for five minutes without getting tired of it. In the end, no one responded and gradually disappeared.
Swallow...swallow!laugh!
The signal was off again.
At this time, the other people felt a little relieved, and one of them said: It doesn’t look like this thing, take it away quickly and leave this room.
Fan Xing nodded, just as he was about to take away the weird radio.
Sudden.
The signal of the shasha radio suddenly became clear again. The previous voice sounded again, with a bit of weird laugh; Hey, hey, it turns out that someone, I heard... Shasha!
After this sentence, the radio disconnected the signal again.
Oops.
Fan Xing's eyes suddenly shrank, and his heart was raised at this moment.
He looked at the ghost-controller who was talking.
The man also had a pale face: Don’t look at me, I was careless just now, and I didn’t know that this thing would actually cheat.
Fan Xing picked up the radio at this moment, but he found that the radio was already out of date and could not function at all. It was even stuffed with soil, as if it had just been dug out from somewhere.
This is not a supernatural object, it is a medium for spreading curse.
He tried to move the radio, but there was no reaction. If it was a supernatural object, it would definitely be available.
Now something happened to greed.
Not only did he not get anything, he was also infected with the curse of some evil spirit.
Leave here.
Fan Xing lost the radio in a dark face and hurriedly retreated.
The others also hurriedly dispersed.
But it seems a bit late now.
As soon as they went out, they suddenly saw that it was pitch black outside the aisle.
The darkness has eroded to the door of this room.
Next to it, an old black Taishi Chair was placed in the aisle, blocking the darkness's progress. However, what scared everyone was that there were hands on the backrest of the Taishi Chair. The hands were cold and stiff, the nails were pitch black, and the fingers were covered with blood, blue and black.
The other end of the hand was dimmed into darkness and could not see clearly what was behind it.
And at this moment, the black Grand Master Chair in the aisle was being pushed forward by those terrifying hands, and it made a creaking sound across the ground.
No...
Seeing this, Fan Xing and the others were frightened and dared not approach the thing behind the black chair and turned around and ran away.
The room is no longer safe, so I have to go to the lobby.
Yang Jian on the other side also heard the sound of the black chair being pushed, but the sound was not that close, and it was still a distance.
However, the movements of Fan Xing and others have attracted Yang Jian's attention.
The others left the room and entered the lobby?Yang Jian frowned.
Look at the time.
It was already eleven fifty-five.
It hasn't arrived the next day.
Some people are afraid that they have done something stupid, otherwise they would be so greedy and afraid of death and would they enter the lobby early.Yang Jian's eyes moved.
He's used to it.
There must be some idiots if there are too many people.
But it doesn't matter.
Idiots are destined to live long, just turn around and die.
It's time to go out. I've basically confirmed this day. It's a vigil. The abnormality came from the room, which means that the room cannot be stayed. If we continue to stay, we will die here.Yang Jian moved his body, stood up, and pushed the door out.
He looked into the depths of the aisle.
It's dark.
The Taishi Chair is placed at least the sixth room in the distance, and it is still a little far away from here, which is safe for the time being.
But compared with the previous distance, it is quite close.
But when he looked at the corridor opposite, his face darkened.
The aisle where those people live was already shrouded in darkness. At the door of the first room in the aisle, a black Grand Master Chair appeared there, and there were a pair of weird palms on it.
The ghost has appeared and is about to invade the ancient house.
This is the first day, and the second day has not started yet.Yang Jian was not thinking about some idiot doing something wrong.
But I couldn't help but take a breath in my heart.
A ghost appeared the next day and was so close. So how can I survive the remaining days?
Can you really last until the first seven?
Cruff!
At the same time, the sound of the wooden door opening came from the depths of the aisle on his side. The movement was far away, as if it was behind the black Grand Master Chair.
Not only that, but my situation is not much better. The ancient house is leaking everywhere. I thought I could last until the first seventh day, but now it seems that I am afraid that the ancient house will completely fall in three days.
Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, no longer thought about it, and went directly to the lobby to meet with the others.
It's time to find a way to get through the next crisis in the ancient house.
Everyone gathered together again, but Zhou Deng was missing.
Look at the time.
It's twelve o'clock at night.
The next day began.
This night is called Vigil.
According to tradition, it is necessary to stay with the dead body for a night.
Yang Jian.
Seeing him appear, many people immediately greeted him.
Yang Jian glanced at the people with a cold look: What's wrong with you?
Fan Xing's face changed. He did not say what had happened just now, but only said that he wanted to find supernatural objects, but he hit a ghost. He did not explain in detail the process, for fear of being settled.
Greedy, nothing, I am greedy, but if I am stupid and greedy, it is better to die earlier to save others from hindering them.Yang Jian said coldly.
Now is not the time to blame us, we should find a way to complete today's task.Fan Xing did not dare to contradict Yang Jian, but just changed the subject.
Yang Jian said: This night should be a vigil. If I was not mistaken, the ancient house would be unsafe everywhere. The only safe place should be near the coffin in the back hall.
Then what are you waiting for? Let's stay next to the coffin.
If you are wrong, this night is not a vigil, but a mourning, then according to the traditional coffin, you need to move to this lobby, and open the lid for people to admire the remains, and of course there is also the possibility of mourning.Yang Jian said.
……
The others were silent.
But time doesn't hesitate or think.
The darkness in the ancient house is eroding.
Although it was dim before, there was light at least, but now it is already dark. The only place that can be seen clearly is the lobby and the patio.
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