I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

Chapter 257 Night Watch
As everyone worked longer, the ghost forest became more and more dangerous. From time to time, ghosts would attack or be dug out.

Fortunately, as Tang Long had inferred, on the first day, most of the ghosts in the ghost forest had not yet awakened, so when he and everyone asked him to pick up mourning clothes, it took a long time. No danger.

Unfortunately, they lost one person in the end. An awakened S-class ghost wandered over. Although Tang Long found it immediately and nailed it with coffin nails, its indiscriminate attack still killed a ghost master. By.

As a result, there were only eight people left in the large army. Perhaps because there were no white lanterns, only five pieces of mourning clothes were dug out, but it was basically enough.

"Let's go back."

Feeling that there were more and more shadows in the ghost forest, Tang Long spoke decisively, and everyone who was already half-dead from exhaustion certainly agreed unconditionally. After working hard for so long, they longed to find a comfortable place to lie down and have a good rest.

At this time, the ghost forest had become extremely vast, making it impossible for people to get lost in it. Fortunately, Tang Long decisively used grave soil to clear a way. Although it took some time, he finally left the place smoothly.

Back in the back hall, everyone was looking disgraced, and their bodies exuded an indescribable smell of corpses and sweat. However, everyone did not just start to rest, but gathered around Tang Long.

The most critical mourning clothes are not assigned, so who is in the mood to think about other things.

Tang Long didn't say much. Except for himself, Zhou Deng, and Lin Bei, the other five people each had a mourning dress. Zhou Deng could wear a mask and go about his day, and Lin Bei could sleep, so everyone had no objections.

As for the person who was hiding in the back hall and did not follow the large army, it was naturally impossible for him to have a share.

Even because of past mistakes, everyone was very wary of him, thinking that this guy might be a mole.

Tang Long also looked at the guy twice, but did not take action for the time being. Instead, he ordered everyone: "Next, wearing this mourning dress, I will tell you the other rules of the ancient house. As long as you follow the rules, You can get twice the result with half the effort, and of course it can’t be without any danger, but it’s better than being attacked by hundreds of ghosts for no apparent reason and dying of despair.”

Everyone nodded, holding their breath and concentrating, unwilling to miss a word. Since they knew the existence of the bus, no matter what their abilities, they were considered old people in the supernatural world. As long as they knew the murderous rules of the ghosts, they could greatly increase their chances of survival. Of course they all know.

"After seven days in the ancient house, the first day was the burial. Because I put the old man's real body into the coffin, there was no great danger."

Everyone couldn't help but glance at the team silently. Three people had died in less than a day. Doesn't this mean there is not much danger?

"The next day is a vigil. You can't stay in the room. At this time, the evil ghosts in the old forest will slowly enter the old house. We must gather near this coffin. It can block the perception of the evil ghosts, so even if there are occasional evil ghosts wandering over, Just deal with it quickly.”

Tang Long looked at everyone when he spoke. In fact, he paid extra attention to the ghost controller who was left alone, because among everyone, he was the only one who had not been "certified" by Luo Qian and was suspected of being a mole.

For some reason, when Tang Long said that they were gathering near the coffin, the ghost controller clearly showed a happy expression. The former did not point out anything, but just silently remembered the matter.

"The third day is the funeral. We have to hold white lanterns and walk around outside the old house. We can't stay inside the house."

Speaking of this, he looked at Liu San: "Is the lantern still there?"

"Still." Liu San nodded.

Tang Long frowned, but he was not too happy in his heart. He deliberately placed the lantern at the door without taking it, just to let the guy hiding in the dark go get it, so that Liu San would see the guy's traces, but the other party Didn't seem to be fooled.

"Okay, then let the paper man bring the things in." After the fishing failed, Tang Long could only continue, "The fourth day is for condolences, when hundreds of ghosts will come, but as long as we put on mourning clothes, we will be attacked by ghosts. As the same kind of people, please be honest and don't take the initiative to die. If you are not so unlucky, you won't be targeted."

"I see." Zhou Deng and Lin Bei nodded, understanding why they were not given mourning clothes, because they really didn't need them.

"The fifth day is a banquet, and this kind of white rice is used. After the fourth day, the mourning clothes will become invalid. By then, as long as there are evil spirits targeting you, you must dye the white rice with your own blood and feed it to them. .”

As he spoke, he gave everyone a portion: "You should dye the rice with your own blood now, so that even if others take it away, it won't be used."

After hearing this, everyone immediately held their half-cooked white rice as if it were a treasure, biting their fingers in a hurry and soaking the blood on them.

"The last sixth day is the funeral. We carry the red coffin to the place where it was buried. There are no shortcuts this time. We can only fight the dangers encountered along the way by using our special abilities."

"And the seventh day is the return of the soul. If you survive the seventh day, I will have a way to take you away. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Tang Long had already spoken clearly, and had given all the life-saving items that should be given to him. Even until now, his ghost realm was still shrouded in the back hall.

Ask yourself, when these people deal with supernatural events, they will not care about the lives of passers-by. Tang Long is really the most benevolent person in doing this.

"Don't worry, Mr. Tang, we will definitely listen to your command." I don't know who expressed loyalty first, and everyone else also responded. "That's the best." Tang Long didn't care much. Anyway, when things happen, people who don't listen to him will definitely die the fastest.

"It's not the next day yet, so let's take a break."

At this time, Liu San had already brought in all the white lanterns. Everyone had mourning clothes and blood-stained rice. Even if the time was suddenly moved to the fourth or fifth day, it would not cause any serious damage.

Although things were turbulent on the first day, under the leadership of Tang Long, things did not get out of control, but instead developed in a better and better direction.

Hearing what Tang Long said, everyone felt relieved. They were sitting and lying down, eating and drinking when they should, and they were seizing every moment to regain their strength.

Tang Long was indeed a little tired. He lay on his sleeping bag and closed his eyes to rest. However, he did not fall asleep. Instead, he was digesting the information Luo Qian told him today. At the same time, he was thinking hard about what else he had missed. That time weaving Where is the person hiding?

Time passed by like this minute by minute.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the old house began to become abnormal again. The cold wind at night gradually turned into bursts of crying. Various strange sounds came from the room, including snoring and teeth grinding, and chairs being pushed. The sound of friction, even the sound of water splashing in the shower.

The ghost controllers were all a little uneasy, but Tang Long said calmly: "Calm down, this is a reminder of the rules for the next day. The voice came from the room, which means that you cannot stay in the room during the vigil, but it has not yet passed twelve o'clock. Under the circumstances, it is unlikely that the evil ghost will invade the ancient house."

He really hoped that after he finished speaking, the guy who weaves time would immediately come over and slap him in the face for five seconds, so that Tang Long would have the exact point in time to search the entire ancient house with his ghost eyes. He didn't believe he couldn't find this. Come on guys.

Unfortunately, after the ghost crow was exposed, this guy seemed to be more cautious and did not dare to attack easily.

After resting for a while, the squeaking sound started.

"Are you here?" Tang Long immediately became vigilant and summoned everyone to stop resting. At the same time, he shrank the ghost realm and only stayed near the red coffin.

Accompanied by harsh friction sounds, the darkness slowly approached, and the corridors with rooms on the left and right had been completely swallowed up. A pair of strange palms pushed the black Taishi chair closer, and finally stopped at the door of the back hall.

This seems to be a dividing line. Once the evil spirits cross this line, they may discover them and launch an attack.

But fortunately, there is Tang Long's Ghost Domain as the second line of defense, so everyone will not be caught off guard.

Time ticked by, and finally, it was past midnight and it was time for the vigil.

At this time, the surroundings were completely shrouded in darkness. Even Tang Long's ghost realm could not stop this supernatural phenomenon. Only there was some light around the coffin.

Seeing this situation, everyone completely believed Tang Long's words. If they hadn't come to the back hall in advance, it would have been really dangerous when the darkness invaded.

Even Tang Long's ghost eyes couldn't see through those dark areas, but strange sounds kept coming from inside.

There was the sound of chairs being dragged, as if the remaining Taishi chairs were being used by evil spirits, the sound of dripping water as if the faucet was not tightened, and the sound of heavy footsteps, the kind of bare feet.

"The one with bare feet is going to mess with the one with my shoes, right?" Zhou Deng muttered in a low voice. He seemed to have a natural comedian character, and he always had to make a few lines.

Lin Bei gave him a kick immediately. Didn't you see that even Tang Long didn't say anything now? Even in the ghost realm, if you talk to yourself and attract evil ghosts, everyone will be unlucky.

They were always vigilant, but because Tang Long had taken care of the radio in advance, and Zhou Deng's Hu Lai was nipped in the bud, and they couldn't wander around with a white lantern, they actually ignored it all the time.

But as time goes by, the sounds coming from the darkness become more and more intense, and it already feels like a hundred ghosts walking at night. Just by thinking about it, you can imagine scenes of horrific scenes.

It’s around four o’clock in the morning, when people feel the most sleepy and unbearable...

"Hello, hello? Is anyone here?" A familiar radio voice rang.

Everyone was suddenly excited and their expressions changed drastically. Hadn't the radio been thrown into the coffin by Tang Long, so why did it appear again?
Only the corner of Tang Long's mouth raised sternly: "I knew you wouldn't let us get through the next day so easily, and you would definitely pull the five seconds that the radio appeared behind here by weaving time! "

　It’s been a long time since I’ve added an update~ I really miss the time when I could add [-] words a day and still add an update. Unfortunately, it’s really difficult to achieve this after having children.

　　
　
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