Mysterious Recovery

Yang Jian worked out a way to survive the ghost banquet on the fifth day.

By staining the rice with blood and feeding the Li Gui, you can temporarily stabilize Li Gui's behavior and prevent Li Gui from attacking himself.

This method is very simple.

But it was such a simple method that almost caused a few people to lose here. It was not luck to survive, but the ability of the remaining people to save their lives was strong enough to be killed by the ghost in the first place.

After knowing the method, everyone quickly prepared.

They dyed the rice red with blood, and also left a part of it for use in case it was wasted and not enough.

"I'm going to take back the ghost domain. Although I can maintain this situation, the burden on me is huge." Yang Jian reminded everyone.

"If the method is correct, there should be no problems." Liu Qingqing said.

Zhou Deng and Li Yang also nodded, indicating that they are ready.

See here.

Yang Jian took back the ghost domain without saying a word.

Within an hour of the five-layer ghost realm, the figures of several people immediately appeared.

The ghosts moved immediately, some ghosts were approaching, and even some ghosts had begun to attack them silently.

But each of them held a handful of blood-stained rice in their hands.

The ghost immediately shifted the target.

They did not kill a few of them, but took a grain of rice from their hands as before and gradually disappeared, leaving only a fuzzy, transparent figure standing there.

"Sure enough, the method is very useful."

Zhou Deng saw the blood-stained rice in his hand decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

The ghost is disappearing, and no one has been attacked.

The pressure plummeted.

"Team Yang, how did you come up with the method of staining red rice with blood?" Zhou Deng then turned to see.

"The ghost wielders in the Republic of China like to play with such a hand." Yang Jian's face was calm, but his eyes were still dignified, without the slightest relaxation.

Zhou Deng said: "Have you been in contact with something similar before?"

"Dying for the baby." Yang Jian said something.

Zhou Deng was stunned. Of course, he knew about the dead doll. It was a supernatural item in the headquarters. It was very rare and would only be rewarded to the person in charge who had done a lot of credit. He just knew it, and had not obtained it.

"Is it close to the method of using the dead doll? But this is only close to the method of use, and it is not enough to make you bet on this hand."

Yang Jian did not speak.

But Li Yang knew it.

It's because of the owner of Room 301.

They had seen the workbench in that room in Room 301 in Dachuan City, and suspected it was the place where the doll was made.

Here, Yang Jian and Li Yang have seen the old man in Room 301 haunt.

Even the old man has entered this ancient house.

An old woman, an old man who died not long ago.

A man and a woman were both characters from the Republic of China period. Under this circumstance, it is inevitable that some associations and speculations have arisen.

"But anyway, it's best to survive." Before the eagle died, the frequency of the dice in front of him was slowing down.

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This means that there are fewer and fewer ghosts around.

The danger of the old house is being reduced.

"It's too early to be happy, three bowls of rice, enough to fill the belly of these ghosts?" Li Yang showed worry.

"The first day of death, the second day’s vigil, the third day’s funeral, the fourth day’s condolences, and the fifth day’s ghost feast. Which day does not go wrong, even if the balance is restored, the last turn Within half an hour of the clock is also very dangerous."

He looked at his missing legs and one hand, lost in thought.

Yang Jian said: "Don't be pessimistic. The problem in the previous few days was because we didn't take precautions in advance and didn't know the correct method. Now that we know the situation, it will be much better. Even if it is dangerous, it will not be as unassuming as before. "

"I believe that today will be fine, and three bowls of rice are enough."

"It's already the fifth day, and you will be able to pass it one more time, and you can cheer up." Zhou Deng nodded, it seems that the desperate mood has not been contaminated with him.

He just felt that it was a bit of a loss for him that he didn't get anything. The lantern he got was robbed and the incense was useless. There was only one piece of mourning left on him.

As for the life and death crisis, that's nothing.

As the ghost master and the person in charge, he has gone through more dangers. Although this time is a little special, he will be fine as long as he is not dead.

If it is dead, it will be even more okay.

"I should think about the sixth day. Now we have just found a way to survive, and the rice is still sufficient. It should be the safest time now, so we must take precautions now." Eagle said.

He was vaguely disturbed now.

Because the sound of the music box in my mind has been ringing for several days, it was used during the vigil the next day, and it is now the fifth day.

And Yang Jian said that this music box can guarantee a person's life for a few days.

As for these few days, whether it is three days, five days, or seven days, no one knows, it depends on personal luck.

The eagle felt that he had lived for three days, and there was not much time left.

"On the sixth day, there is no eyebrows at all." Zhou Deng shook his head and said: "Your previous analysis was very accurate, but in the last two days, there began to be out of information."

"That's true. All the information in the ancient house was used up. There was indeed a disconnection of information on the sixth day. I think it should be inferred together with the seventh day." Li Yang suggested.

Yang Jian said, "Do you have any ideas?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it for the time being, but vaguely felt that this was a direction of thinking." Li Yang shook his head, ashamed.

Yang Jian said: "On the sixth and seventh days, it must be a funeral one day, that is, leaving the ancient house with this red coffin, and sending the old man behind to bury it. If the seventh day is a funeral, then It should overlap with the first seven."

"So, do you think tomorrow is a funeral? What about the seventh day?" Zhou Deng asked.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and said, "For the first seven days of resurrection, all of us have to stay in the ancient house and spend the most dangerous day. When it is past twelve, we will send this letter out. This task will be completed. NS."

"If you make a mistake, the day of the funeral will be the day our regiment was destroyed." Liu Qingqing said.

"No, tomorrow will definitely be a funeral. The first seven resurrection days cannot be the same day as the funeral." Yang Jian said very affirmatively.

Liu Qingqing frowned: "What information do you use to make the assertion?"

"Reverse push."

Yang Jian said: "The seventh day is the resurrection day, and the sixth day is the funeral day. If you disrupt the order, everything will not be true. In the previous mailing task reminder, let us stay in this ancient house for seven days, and seven days from The funeral procedures have been followed since the first day of the funeral."

"The method is right and the time is right. This means that everything we did before was right. If we took one step, we would have died long ago."

"Regularity. The last few days were the hardest. Now many things are over. I can't think of other methods for the remaining two days."

Liu Qingqing, Zhou Deng, Eagle, and Li Yang began to meditate.

It is indeed reasonable to think about it seriously.

The steps have been basically completed, and the remaining funeral and the first seven days of resurrection are just one day to fill the gap of the seven days, and it also coincides with the special time of the first seven.

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"So, tomorrow we are going to carry this coffin and leave the ancient house to be buried in the old forest behind?" Zhou Deng touched his chin and said.

"I think the captain's judgment should be correct, and it's finalized for the time being." Li Yang said: "If there are any other ideas that can be put forward in the next period of time, everyone can discuss them again."

The eagle shook his head and said, "I have no objection."

Then he looked at the roof position aside.

The red balloon floated above, and Yang Xiaohua's corpse hung underneath. A piece of yellow paper was pasted on the corpse's face. This yellow paper covered the entire face without any breath.

"It's just that I want to know if this Yang Xiaohua is still alive? There are only a few days left, so I have to find some time to let her down."

"I will let her down after the end of today. It is not the time yet. The ghost feast is still going on. The probability of her being an ordinary person being killed by a ghost is very high." Yang Jian said.

Zhou Deng said, "Maybe she is already dead."

"Not dead, her corpse is very fresh, there is no decay and no plaques, if it really died, she would have stinky now, I occasionally pay attention to her corpse." Yang Jian said.

Everyone can only discuss some irrelevant things at this time.

Everyone was holding a handful of blood-stained rice in their hands.

The amount of rice is decreasing, and the ghosts in the ancient house are also disappearing, leaving a strange outline.

The three bowls of rice add up a lot.

It is enough for a ghost to take only one grain of rice, so these three bowls can be used for a long time.

but.

After the previous ghost disappeared, new ghosts poured in from the door of the ancient house.

But not as dense as before.

Everyone was fighting, and there were no deaths. It seemed that this was the only good news heard these days.

A little bit of time passed.

Half an hour, one hour, two hours...It was the afternoon of the fifth day in a blink of an eye.

There are fewer and fewer ghosts pouring into the ancient house.

Of course, the rice in everyone's hands is getting less and less.

Inside the dim and cold ancient house, one by one, vague and strange outlines were crowded around, as if to swallow everyone here.

But these vague outlines of ghosts cannot interfere with the living people in the ancient house.

It's like being in another world, unable to touch or touch each other.

And within this period of time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yang Jian's ghost image recovered, and his wounds healed.

But the palm of Li Gui that fell to the ground without making any movement made Yang Jian very concerned.

This was cut from the ghost on the black master chair.

Although it is just a palm, it is also a puzzle for Li Gui.

Up to now, this hand has not been retrieved by Li Gui, and it has been lost in the ancient house.

"Take it back, maybe it's useful." Yang Jian walked over and picked up the broken palm.

He does not intend to use ghosts to splice on him, because his own jigsaw puzzles are too easy to lose balance.

The best way is to make this ghost thing into a supernatural object.

The horrible ghost palm with black nails is just a kind of supernatural image.

For a top ghost master like Yang Jian, he can change the image of spirit.