Obviously only he knew about the strange things that happened in the moment when Yang Jian walked away.

Even though they were so close, Li Yang, Zhou Deng, Fan Xing, and Da Qiang seemed to be in the dark and didn't know anything. They didn't even hear the slightest movement.

However, what happened in that room did not affect the balance of the ancient house.

And now the room has disappeared and all hidden dangers have been eliminated. This is good news for everyone.

But that's all.

It did not increase hidden dangers, nor did it provide too much help. The first seven dangers in the ancient house still have to be faced by the remaining people.

but now.

There are not many people left alive.

"Don't dwell on what happened just now. The dangers of the Day of Mourning are still going on, and this balance cannot be maintained forever. So the top priority is to care more about yourself, rather than caring about useless things." Yang Jian looked at Zhou Deng and said.

This guy became addicted after picking up a human skin mask and wanted to get supernatural items everywhere.

Zhou Deng didn't speak, he just stood there with his eyes rolling.

His eyes moved away from Yang Jian, and then turned to the strange and motionless people in the lobby.

There are no humans here, they are all ghosts. Maybe they are not complete ghosts, but they must be related to supernatural beings, and they are not the kind of ghost slaves that I have come into contact with before.

Therefore, even if one of the "people" here is taken outside, it is a supernatural event.

But now.

All the ghosts gathered together and kept quiet all because of the old man in the red coffin.

"There is still a long time left today, and it is basically unrealistic to spend the night peacefully like this. Therefore, no matter what dangers arise in the future, we need to deal with them. If we can withstand them, we can survive today safely.

"If you can't stand it, I won't need to say anything more." Yang Jian didn't have the chance to speak directly.

He was wearing dirty old mourning clothes, which could block the perception of evil spirits.

The others looked at him and nodded in agreement.

The eagle in the corner played with the dice in front of him and said: "The fourth day is for condolences, and the fifth day is the ghost feast. Those three bowls of rice are the key. Maybe on the fifth day, we can send away the ghosts who poured into the lobby, so we

Not only must you stay alive, but you must also keep those three bowls of rice and don’t use them in advance or lose them.”

He has no taboos either.

If you are cursed by the music box, you can use the ghost dice to deal with most of the ghosts in supernatural events. Although you may not be able to solve it, you can at least survive.

At least he won't live long.

"Your reminder makes sense." Yang Jian did not refute, but agreed.

The three bowls of rice on the fifth day may be important tools to send away these evil spirits. Otherwise, if these ghosts stay in this ancient house, they will kill everyone sooner or later, and they will not survive the first seven days.

"Keep quiet now and take your time. As long as there are no abnormalities and the ghosts don't take the initiative to attack us, we don't need to worry about the rest. We can just stay by the coffin." Yang Jian retreated.

Like everyone else, he stayed next to the red coffin, resting and killing time slowly.

Time passed little by little.

Everyone was silent.

Although they were wearing mourning clothes, they were not at peace inside, because in front of them were all fierce ghosts. This kind of environment puts great psychological pressure on people. If you are not careful, you and others will be attacked by the ghosts.

engulf.

And Yang Jian was thinking about what happened before.

About the sixth floor of the ghost post office.

"If this mission is completed, then everyone who survives will enter the fifth floor. And the woman from the Republic of China said that the ghost post office has a sixth floor, and only one person can be allowed to enter on the sixth floor, and after entering

He will never come out again and become the person in control of the ghost post office."

"I definitely can't control such a ghost post office. I don't want to be trapped in one place."

"So I have to arrange a successor before this matter is over."

Yang Jian's eyes slightly glanced around the others.

Eagle first ruled out that he had the curse of the music box and he would die after this message delivery mission. The only ones left were Li Yang, Da Qiang and the unknown Yang Xiaohua.

To be honest, the most suitable candidate is definitely Li Yang.

But he was not willing to let Li Yang be trapped there for the rest of his life.

"We'll see then. Maybe the messenger on the fifth floor will show up with someone I'm more satisfied with." Yang Jian thought to himself.

To be honest, he also feels like controlling the Ghost Post Office, because this place must be very important. Although freedom comes first, at least he can control unimaginable supernatural places to ensure that he can survive in this world of supernatural revival.

.

Quota is important.

Don't give it randomly, otherwise it is very likely to add a person who is a huge threat to the future. He must support someone he trusts to go to the sixth floor.

But when I was thinking about it.

Something strange happened again inside the ancient house.

"Sha, Sha Sha!"

The familiar radio sound suddenly sounded. It was very quiet at first, but soon the noise became louder and louder. After a while, it became extremely clear, and the sound was so erratic that it was difficult to determine the real sound as it echoed in the lobby.

The position seems to be moving.

"Is it that damn radio again?"

Several other people knew about this thing and didn't find it strange, but their expressions darkened and looked a little ugly.

Because this ghost radio is suspected to be able to guide other ghosts.

During the vigil the next day, the radio led the evil spirits to find everyone in the back hall, and then almost killed them.

And one of the radios was destroyed, and a new one popped up.

There is never a way to completely destroy it, even if Yang Jian uses coffin nails or a hatchet, it will not help.

Because the radio is just a medium, not the real ghost.

next moment.

The position of the sound coming from the radio did not move anymore, it stayed at the same position.

Fierce.

Yang Jian immediately looked along the position where the radio noise came from. This position made everyone's expressions change.

It was actually on the black Taishi chair behind the coffin.

I don't know when the old radio appeared on the chair, but I didn't notice it at all. It seemed like it ran to it on its own, or it seemed like it was secretly put there by some invisible ghost.

In short.

This supernatural medium appeared.

"Is the balance failing? The supernatural beings inside the ancient house have emerged." Yang Jian thought to himself: "Or, the old man in the coffin can only suppress the supernatural beings outside the ancient house, but cannot affect the evil spirits inside the ancient house."

The rustling sound in the old radio suddenly disappeared.

As if receiving a signal, a strange voice came from inside: "Hey, hey, is there anyone alive? Where are the rest of you? Why can't I find you? Hey, hey...

"

"Damn it, here we go again." Fan Xing gritted his teeth in hatred.

This thing can do tricks.

He had discovered them by cheating before, but ended up chasing them straight to the back hall.

Now they have learned well.

No one responded anymore.

"Hey, hey, I know you are here, stop hiding, come out quickly..." The voice on the radio continued to sound, as if someone was talking to you.

Yang Jian walked over without saying a word.

He directly stretched out his black hands to lift the radio, and then threw it into the red coffin.

The old radio fell directly on the old man's body.

"Ah~!"

Suddenly, a weird and miserable scream came from the radio, and then the signal was interrupted and turned into a rustling sound. Then there was no rustling sound at all, and it became dead silent without making any sound.

come out.

seem.

The radio triggered something more terrible, which was severely damaged, even suppressed.

"This ghost thing is really noisy. We should have done this a long time ago and let it be buried with this old man for the first seven years." Yang Jian said coldly.

"You are not afraid of accidents." Zhou Deng said.
To be continued...