Their imagination could not give them practical help. On the contrary, the scene in the room caused even greater panic after being spread.
And some people actually believed what the man said.
"Skeleton? This might be a reminder to us. Ghosts are skeletons. We can think of a countermeasure or something!"
"Will we die like this?"
"Damn it...even if it's not a ghost, it would be too scary to have a murderer hiding here!"
Yin Lian frowned, took out her phone and took a look.
"Without further ado, let's take a look at the house next to us."
Although the situation in the other room is not such a tragic one, it can still scare many people - as soon as you open the door, you can see a mummy lying on its back on a rocking chair. Judging from the clothes, it is a woman, and the whole body has been exposed. Her face was waxy, her mouth was wide open, a dagger was stuck in her right eye socket, and dried blood stains were left along the sides of her cheeks, forming several black lumps on the top and bottom of the rocking chair.
"It's all turned into corpse wax..." Lu Ning was a little surprised. Corpses generally rot more easily. The conditions for the formation of corpse wax are quite harsh, and this cabin obviously does not seem to meet those conditions.
Yin Lian quickly walked around the house but didn't find anything. Finally her eyes fell on the corpse. Then, under the surprised eyes of the three people, she reached out and pressed the corpse's head and pulled out the dagger.
"You, what are you doing, Sister Yin Lian?" Lu Ning took a step back. The other two men looked at Yin Lian as if they were looking at monsters, but the person who made this horrifying move didn't care. He reached out and wiped two smears on the sheets. He looked at the dagger carefully, then nodded: "That's right."
Lu Ning understood immediately and took out the introduction brochure. The first item in the collection was an inconspicuous carved dagger. The name was a ritual dagger. The introduction said that it was a weapon blessed by some kind of soul ritual. It could absorb the dagger. The soul of the person who killed the dagger has not been made public since it was collected by Tang Yuanzhen. Only members of the family know about it.
But how did Yin Lian recognize it from the part where only the handle of the dagger was exposed?
Confused, Lu Ning also asked the question.
"I have a good memory. I remember the names and shapes of all the fifteen items in the collection. If the introductions hadn't made the introduction vague, I could even remember their functions." Yin Lian pulled off a piece of bed sheet, wrapped the dagger and tied it to Waist, explain to three people, "The collection may be useful, I don't need to say more. Since I discovered it, I will keep it."
Lu Ning and the others didn't even think about grabbing it, and nodded to express that they had no objection.
When we left the gardener's hut, there were still fifteen minutes left before three hours.
"Let's not go too far, what if...what if we are attacked?" A man who looked extremely timid said tremblingly. He was also one of the three people in the white-collar team who was frightened.
"Do you think everything will be fine if you go back?" The grumpy man snorted, "If you ask me to leave, just go as far away as possible. I don't want to stay in this damn place any longer."
"I still want to go to the greenhouse. If you want to go back, I won't stop you. I believe you all have discovered something in the past two hours, but..." Yin Lian paused deliberately, "One word of advice, don't make fun of your own life. .”
"Hmph! Who are you trying to scare? Old Lin and Xiao Deng, let's go back!"
The upstart was the first to come out and sing the opposite, and then walked towards the main room with two followers without looking back. The three white-collar workers were stunned for a moment and quickly chased after him.
As soon as the six people took the lead, many people suddenly wanted to quit.
"Um... I think it's better if I start translating as soon as possible and won't follow you?" the bespectacled woman said hesitantly.
Yin Lian nodded: "Please."
Zhang Fuyuan threw the finished cigarette to the ground, glanced at the woman with glasses, and said leisurely: "Then let's go back and see if there is anything we can do with the generator. If we can't help here, I won't get involved. "
Another two groups of people left, and the remaining people looked at each other, but it seemed that those with stronger fighting abilities were all staying here.
"Isn't this not good?" The young policeman said hesitantly, "If they really encounter a ghost, there is nothing they can do."
"Xiao Liu, believe me, no one can do anything. Our physical advantage can only make us the faster ones." Hong Zehao put his hand on the policeman's shoulder and waved his other hand, "Let's go, I'll take the lead. "
The greenhouse was less than a hundred meters away from the main house. Everyone rushed to the greenhouse door in a hurry. At this time, a few raindrops hit people's heads.
"Ha, forget about the heavy rainstorm in the afternoon, it's starting now." The handsome man was in a high mood - this guy introduced himself on the way, skipping the bragging and rhetoric, Lu Ning only remembered his name, Yu Stop looseness.
"It's not Gan Gou Yu, it's Yu from Sword Man Yiyue!" This person emphasized specifically, and it took Lu Ning a while to understand what he meant.
Not to mention, after entering the greenhouse, everyone started to look for things. This time, because of the large number of people, they were divided into groups. Lu Ning and the woman with cold eyes in Hong Zehao's team were in a small handicraft exhibition room. I found another collection that was mentioned in the brochure, a wooden sword with Bagua patterns carved on the handle.
It has almost become Lu Ning's habit to check the manual when something happens, and now she has a vague impression of the things on it. When the woman took the wooden sword off a shelf, she immediately remembered such a thing.
"The Eight Diagrams Wooden Sword is an exorcism weapon given to Tang Yuanzhen by an old Taoist priest friend. After all, Tang Yuanzhen usually comes into contact with various Chinese and foreign demons and ghosts, so he is inevitably contaminated with evil spirits. The main material of this wooden sword is peach wood, but it is also mixed with some The special material makes it have a certain effect of killing spiritual bodies. It is said that it had been used as a magic weapon for thirty years before it was given away. It has great spirituality and can be simple and practical even for people with no knowledge of Taoism. "
"nice one."
The woman spoke, and her voice was very pleasant, and it had a magical power that made people feel reassured.
"Do you want it?"
The next second, the wooden sword was handed to Lu Ning.
Lu Ning was stunned. The former Yin Lian and the latter her, how could they not value this thing that might save their lives so much!
"You should take what you found." Lu Ning shook her head and refused.
"good."
The woman took off the matching scabbard, slung it across her back, and sheathed the wooden sword with her backhand. Her movements were crisp and neat, and she also showed a natural and unrestrained beauty.
Well, including this woman who is suspected of having practiced kung fu, Hong Zehao's group is probably the most powerful in combat.
Lu Ning didn't know why she thought about something, and quickly shook her head: "Sister, have you practiced Kung Fu? My name is Lu Ning, let's get to know each other."
"Ling Yan, Ling Yun's Ling, Dayan's Yan, my martial arts is passed down in my family, but it has declined."
It seemed that a bad topic was brought up, which made Lu Ning stop talking.
"Time is up."
Ling Yan took out her phone and took a look. Lu Ning nodded. She was also paying attention to the time. However, although the greenhouse was not particularly big, there were many small rooms, so she spent a lot of time searching.
"Everyone gather now!"
Outside, Hong Zehao's loud voice began to urge, and the two of them ran out quickly. After the gathering was completed, everyone counted the number of people and found that there was no shortage of people, so they felt relieved.
The wooden sword behind Ling Yan is naturally very conspicuous, but now everyone agrees that whoever finds it will get it, and there is no objection to the distribution. Another discovery is a rotten and withered model hand. Even if this thing is in the collection It was too conspicuous in the catalog, so it was naturally not missed.
This thing is also the only collectible that has a relatively accurate introduction to its function. Putting a candle in your hand and lighting it can warn of the arrival of ghosts.
It was the couple who discovered this. Now that they were guarding this, they were ready to find a candle and come out quickly.
"Don't be so nervous. No one is robbing you. Since this can serve as a warning, we only need to be by your side." Yu Zhisong smiled and comforted the two overly nervous people, "There are several bundles of candles in the warehouse. , it will be enough for you to burn until the end of seven days, relax."
Seeing that no one around them, including the irritable man, showed any covetous expressions, the two men relaxed a little.
"In short, if you gain something, you will earn it. The flowers in the greenhouse are not included in the collection. Now that the search is over, we will go back and meet up immediately." Yin Lian said.
Naturally, no one objected to this proposal.
"Haha, we found so many things so early. As long as we figure out how to use them, we will probably be able to walk the three ghosts around in the future. Haha, there are thirty of us." Yu Zhisong started to be optimistic again for some reason. got up.
However, this optimism was shattered just after returning to the main house.
The timid man who hurriedly left had purple-red pinch marks on his neck. His limbs were bent behind him at a strange angle. His stomach was cut open and half of his internal organs were removed. He died on the first floor while going to the toilet. in the corridor.
"He...he said he was scared and went to the toilet, and then...he didn't come back..."
The white-collar worker huddled on a chair, trembling with his arms folded. None of the three members of the nouveau riche group were in the hall. The only other person left was the last member of the white-collar group. A woman with heavy makeup sat on another table. Sitting on the chair, her eyes were straight and she didn't respond to anyone who spoke to her.
There was a sound of thunder, followed by the noise of rolling rain pouring down. The sticky smell of blood that lingers in the nostrils and cannot be dissipated, with unspeakable malice, announces the true existence of ghosts to everyone, and at the same time, it also announces the beginning of this survival game.
At this moment, Lu Ning felt a strong desire in her heart——
I must live.
