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Chapter nine hundred and twenty eight funeral(2/2)

The ghost's retreat was only temporary because of Yang Jian's blow with the hatchet just now.

However, the ability to dismember ghosts is not permanent. As long as the ghosts are given some time, the dismembered ghosts will wake up again and recover.

"Sha, Shasha~!"

The strange radio left on the ground in the middle of the lobby made a sound again, as if it was receiving some signal, which made people feel excited.

"Is the second wave of attacks coming tonight?" Yang Jian's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the others again.

Needless to say.

Everyone is ready.

The darkness is getting thicker and thicker, and the rustling radio sound is becoming clearer and more obvious.

The speed of supernatural invasion is very fast.

In just a short moment, it has reached the same scale as before.

Darkness enveloped me, and everything in front of me was pitch black.

The arrival of this moment means that the effect of Yang Jian's previous hatchet attack has basically completely disappeared, and the only effect is to buy some insignificant time.

But the danger doesn't appear to be limited to the lobby location.

now.

After Zhou Deng left, the back door that was originally closed made a creaking sound and was slowly pushed open by something.

It's not dark outside, but it's also terrifyingly dim. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the old forest not far away seems to be getting closer and closer, as if there are countless strange eyes peering over here in the darkness.

It's hard to tell whether it's an illusion or whether there really are so many strange eyes in that old forest.

"Li Yang, close the back door." Yang Jian said immediately.

Li Yang walked over without saying a word, and closed the back door directly.

But the next moment.

"boom!"

The back door opened again, and Li Yang, who was about to close the back door, was forcefully pushed open.

"So evil?" Others opened their eyes wide.

Yang Jian added: "Don't be stingy, use your supernatural power and see if you can still close it."

Li Yang's expression changed, and he directly used the supernatural power of the door-blocker to affect the back door.

He closed the door again.

However, what Li Yang didn't expect was that he felt a huge resistance, as if there were countless palms pressed against the door, preventing him from closing the door.

"Crunch!"

The old wooden door made a sound and could only be closed halfway, and even Li Yang was unable to do anything about the remaining half.

"Captain, something is very wrong." He growled, looking very anxious.

"Are you kidding?" Yang Jian's expression changed at this moment, and he even became a little less calm.

The supernatural power that blocked the door was unable to close the back door?

"Are you going to watch the two of us take action? Go help Li Yang. If you can't do it, no one will survive tonight." Yang Jian said.

He felt something was wrong.

Because the incense is still burning, according to the situation of the eagle before, Li Yang should be affected by the incense and exert more powerful supernatural power than before.

Why is this happening?

Which link caused the problem?

Yang Jian began to feel uneasy because he noticed that things seemed to be out of control.

Although the matter is not yet serious enough to be dealt with, there are already signs of it.

This is his intuition and it can't be wrong.

"I'm here to help." Eagle's expression changed and he immediately stood up.

Wang Feng glanced at Yang Jian, and then immediately walked over.

Fan Xing took a glance and saw two ghost masters approaching the back door with gloomy faces and chose to help.

They used supernatural powers to forcibly block the approach of some terrifying things outside and closed the back door, but they did not dare to relax because they also discovered that there was something outside the back door pushing the door hard.

As soon as you let go, the back door will be opened again.

"Shasha, Shasha..."

The sound of the old radio echoed in the darkness again. This time the radio connected the signal again and issued a strange word: "Dead, dead, finally dead... Hey,

hey-hey."

"The ghost is still there." Fan Xing stared at the darkness in front of the aisle, preparing to take action.

"etc."

Yang Jian suddenly realized something at this time.

"What's wrong?" Fan Xing asked: "If you don't block this weird radio, it will continue to talk about other evil ghosts to lure it here."

"Something's wrong, what was said on the radio just now is wrong." Yang Jian said immediately: "It said dead? Who died? No one around us has been damaged from just now."

Take a look around.

Everyone is still alive.

Even Yang Xiaohua is still standing there holding a red balloon, alive and well.

"There is only one dead person here, and that is..." Someone glanced at the red coffin.

Yang Xiaohua said with a bit of trembling: "Could it be that the news of the death has spread? According to your previous reasoning, the third day is to announce the funeral, that is, to spread the news of the deceased here. What will happen if the funeral is announced in advance?"

"Announcement of mourning? I understand, it's that Zhou Deng. He just held a white lantern and walked around outside. This is the so-called mourning. That's why the radio said such a sentence." Yang Jian reacted immediately.

come over.

"The ghost never came to the back hall, so the ghost couldn't be sure whether the old man was dead, but after Zhou Deng entered the back hall, he walked out with a white lantern. This is equivalent to telling the ghost that the old man here is

died."

"The problem turns out to be here."

"The back hall is no longer safe."

Fan Xing was stunned for a moment, then yelled: "Fuck Zhou Deng, he's doing a lot of harm to people. If he shows up, I will fight him to the death."

It's exactly what Yang Jian said,

After the people who blocked the back door persisted for a while, they finally couldn't hold on anymore. Several people reached their limit and could no longer use the power of the ghost. Li Yang seemed very reluctant to rely on him alone.

The back door was pushed open again.

There were many handprints stained with yellow soil on the door, and the ground outside was densely covered with scattered footprints.

And it's right in front of the back door.

A pair of old black cloth shoes were placed on the threshold, as if they were about to be invaded at any time.

More than that.

Even the darkness in the lobby is spreading towards the back hall,

I don’t know why the incense in front of the red coffin didn’t have any effect.

The supernatural has completely invaded the back hall.
Chapter completed!
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