I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery

Chapter 22 Ghost Attack

Ghost missions will give priority to attacking powerful ghosts and ghost masters, but this does not mean that they are harmless to ordinary people.

On the contrary, the number of evil ghosts in ordinary people is 0. No matter how many groups encounter ghosts, they will die or not.At present, Tang Long and his group are the only living people in the village. There are two ghosts in Tang Long's house. It is self-evident who the ghost messengers will attack.

Seeing Tang Long's confident expression, Eagle opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.He is actually a very affectionate person, and in the original work he also took great care of Liu Qingqing, so much so that after his death, Liu Qingqing would bury his body regardless of the danger.

Having been with these messengers on the first floor for so long, Yingying wanted Tang Long to help them, but found that he was not qualified to speak.

Tang Long gave them a way to survive, but these people didn't catch it themselves.

In the end, the eagle could only sigh. In this desperate world, it is really not easy to survive.

At this moment, the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and the old woman who had just rented the house walked in with a simple meal.

It seemed that it was rare to see Tang Long being such a generous tenant. She smiled and gave a lunch as a gift, and said that she could have the next meals at her place - provided that she paid for it.

Tang Long thanked her calmly, and after the old woman left, he immediately poured the food out through the window.

"Is there something wrong with the food?" Eagle's expression changed, "Is the old lady just planning to harm us?"

"No matter if there is any problem, don't eat food from this village." Tang Long said lightly, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, I will not be responsible if you eat it to death."

The "people" in this village are actually another form of ghost slaves. These ghost slaves rely on ghost coffins to exist. Because Feng Quan, a human, is in the ghost coffin at this time, they are more inclined to humans.

But that's all. If you dare to attack any of the ordinary-looking villagers, the balance will be broken instantly, and the ghost slaves will start killing people indiscriminately. At that time, this group of ghost slaves will show their original appearance.

The thought of an entire village of ghost slaves makes people despair. Without specific information, even the ghost master would have to live and die.

"I only prepared my own food, you two have to find another way." Tang Long took out compressed biscuits and milk from his pocket. The body bag he was carrying contained the toilet ghost, so there was not much free space. Carry food and water.

Liu Qingqing, a rookie who had just become a messenger, was completely at a loss when encountering this situation and did not bring any luggage at all.

Fortunately, the eagle was prepared. He opened the backpack behind him, took out two portions of food, and handed one to Liu Qingqing.

"Thank you." Liu Qingqing nodded gratefully, took the dry and hard bread, and started to nibble on it.

……

At the same time, Zhao Gang and his party walked around the village, but found nothing.

"Strange, there seem to be other people in the village." Someone pointed to the roadside and said, "It seems that they are not ordinary people, they are all in luxury cars. Do you want to find that group of people and exchange information?"

"With so many houses, do you know where they live?" Zhao Gang said angrily, "Besides, these people are probably bosses who are here for an outing, and they are not messengers. What information can be exchanged?"

"That's right." Everyone nodded and missed the last chance to survive.

"Let's find a place to eat something. I'm already hungry." This group of people were also messengers who had delivered letters twice. They must have carried dry food with them, so they found a shade tree to fill their stomachs.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

At this moment, Zhao Gang suddenly heard a low and weak cough. The cough was very close to him, as if it was lying on his back.

"Who?!"

He was suddenly startled and looked back suddenly, but there was an old tree behind him.

"What's wrong?" The other messengers immediately looked over with caution.

"There doesn't seem to be something right about this tree." Zhao Gang felt goosebumps rising. "Let's get out of here quickly."

They all understand the most basic truth: to stay here when something is obviously abnormal is to seek death.

The messengers suddenly became panicked. They didn't even want the food they had just laid out, and ran away dragging their backpacks.

"Should we... go back to find that guy?" Suddenly, someone suggested.

"Go back!" Zhao Gang gritted his teeth, "That guy may have a way."

That guy was Tang Long, and he didn't even tell this group of people his name from beginning to end.

When Zhao Gang and others ran back, they didn't necessarily believe that Tang Long really had a solution, but they had the malicious idea of ​​"I won't make it easy for you even if I die."

Unfortunately, their reaction seemed to be a little late. Under the tree where the messengers left, a dense darkness slowly spread...

"It's dark." In the cabin, Tang Long, who had been closing his eyes to rest, opened his eyes.

"Alas!" Eagle sighed longly. He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, thinking that Zhao Gang and others would wake up early and run back to the wooden house.

Now it seems that most of those people have gone cold.

"Let's go." Tang Long picked up the body bag at his feet, stood up and looked outside, "You two, don't stay too far away from me." Gui Cha's judgment on the number of ghosts was probably that the space in the cabin was as big as just now. If you are too far away from yourself, you may be attacked even if there are two ghosts.

"What are we going to do?" Eagle hurriedly stood up and asked as he followed Tang Long.

"You two take this thing." Tang Long did not answer, but took out two pieces of letter paper and handed them to Yingying and Liu Qingqing respectively. "As soon as the letter delivery task is completed, light this thing immediately, and the way back to the post office will appear."

"By the way, you can roll it into long strips to make it more resistant to burning."

"This is...letter paper?" Eagle showed surprise.

"Do you know this thing?" Tang Long turned to look at him.

"The messenger upstairs once told me that if you go outside the room after turning off the lights, you might find something like this, but I never dared." The eagle replied obediently.

"The person who told you this news may not have good intentions." Tang Long said lightly, "He only told you that you can pick up things outside the door after turning off the lights, but he did not tell you that you would be attacked by evil spirits at the same time."

The Eagle took a breath of air. Judging from the Ghost Post Office's consistent virtue, what Tang Long said was probably true, but it was too terrifying to think about it this way.

He needed to avoid the attack of the evil ghost to get the stationery, but he took it out and gave it away without any care. Does it mean that Tang Long has a way to fight against the evil ghost?
For their group of first-floor messengers, ghosts were terrifying existences that they could never fight against and could only desperately escape from. Tang Long's appearance was tantamount to a bright light in the long dark night.

He and Liu Qingqing looked at each other and made up their minds to hug this thick leg no matter what.

Unknowingly, Tang Long has also become the "leg brother" in some people's hearts.

But he didn't care about this. At this time, Tang Long was ready to act as planned, pry open the coffin lid directly at night, throw the letter away, cover the lid and run away.

The reason why I rented a house without going far is so that I can quickly reach the mourning hall now.

"Let's go this way." With Yin Tong's blessing, everything was as clear as daylight. Tang Long led the two of them on a quick march, but after walking for more than ten minutes, they didn't even see the shadow of the mourning hall.

"Something's wrong." Eagle also realized the problem. "When we left during the day, we rented this wooden house after walking for only seven or eight minutes. But now we have been running for more than 8 minutes without seeing the target, even at night. The journey is difficult, so there is no reason to be so different."

"Did Feng Quan still find out?" Tang Long narrowed his eyes slightly. There was only one situation where he could run away from the mountain and that was the ghost realm.

"Then I won't act in this play and just force a breakthrough!" He frowned and prepared to call the knocker.

There is no doubt that the ghost realm of ghosts is powerful, but the knocking ghost is not a vegetarian. In any case, there should be no problem in solving this situation similar to "ghost hitting the wall".

But at this moment...

"Bam—!"

A sharp gunshot echoed in the deathly silent night sky.

"How come there was a gunshot?" Eagle was very surprised. "Did Zhao Gang also have a gun? Or someone in this village fired the gun?"

"The important thing is not who fired the gun, but who the shot hit." Tang Long's eyes narrowed, and then his expression suddenly changed. Without saying a word, he took out the gold windproof lighter from his pocket.

At the same time, Liu Qingqing, who had been sticking close to him, suddenly felt a terrifying force coming from behind. Before she could call for help, a pair of charred hands had already pinched her neck.

In shock, she only had time to turn her head and take a look, only to see that the "person" holding her neck was the deceased in the black and white portrait.

Ghostly bad!

But there are clearly two ghosts within the range, so why are they still being attacked by ghosts?

"Bah!"

But at this time, Tang Long had already lit the corpse oil lamp, and the green flames surged in an instant. It was obvious that he had encountered a very fierce ghost.

Fortunately, the reserve of this corpse oil lamp was very sufficient, and the green flame formed a medium-sized protective shield, covering the three of them, and finally forced the ghosts back alive.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Liu Qingqing fell to the ground, covering her neck and coughing non-stop. It hurt so much that tears came out, but her face was full of joy of surviving the disaster.

If Tang Long hadn't reacted decisively just now, she would have died.

"Thank you." She looked at Tang Long with tearful eyes, full of gratitude.

"You will pay it back one day." Tang Long waved his hand nonchalantly. He hurriedly lit the corpse oil lamp because he was afraid that he would be attacked by ghosts. Unexpectedly, he accidentally saved Liu Qingqing's life.

"Huanggang Village, gunshots, sudden ineffective suppression..."

Various signs overlapped, and he already knew what was happening here.

"Before we came to Huanggang Village, Yang Jian and the people from the Supernatural Club had already arrived!"

(End of this chapter)