After looking around, I didn't seem to find anything.
The house has three floors, with three or four rooms on each floor. The structure is not complicated, and it takes less than two minutes for a few people to go around.
"I didn't find it. This shouldn't happen." Qin Ming squinted his eyes and thought to himself.
Just when they turned around and left the lobby temporarily.
The portrait placed in front of the coffin changed slightly under the flickering candlelight.
Half of the man's face in the portrait was covered by darkness, as if he had rotted away. A cold and strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth... At the same time, the candlelight next to him also quickly dimmed, and the flame on the candle seemed to be suppressed by something. It has lost its burning power and is gradually extinguishing.
The light in the lobby began to recede, and the darkness outside gradually pressed in.
Neither Yang Jian nor the ghost masters noticed it, but Qin Ming noticed something was wrong.
Turning around and looking at the lobby, I found that the light inside began to recede, and the darkness outside pressed in.
"No, the light has obviously dimmed since just now. The darkness outside seems to be slowly eroding the inside. The flames are almost extinguished." Qin Ming's eyes narrowed and he thought to himself.
He was shocked when he saw the man in the photo showing a strange smile.
"Is he laughing?" Qin Ming felt a chill in his heart.
Yang Jian, who was in another room, had a ghost eye growing on his forehead and back of his head to ensure there were no blind spots. He saw Qin Ming still looking into the lobby.
"What? Did you find out?" Yang Jian asked
"No." Qin Ming shook his head slightly. He was recalling the plot in the original work, but he had forgotten many details, so he was not very clear about Huanggang Village.
Just as they were about to leave, there was suddenly a strange coughing sound...
"Cough, cough."
A weak cough, like a terminally ill cough, suddenly sounded from the room behind him.
In an instant, Yang Jian's back felt cold and he broke into a cold sweat.
impossible.
He had clearly searched that room before, and there was no ghost at all. How did the coughing sound appear?
"Yang Jian~!"
Zhang Han turned around suddenly, and his expression instantly turned ferocious.
"I come."
Qin Ming said with an ugly face. The black and smelly ghost blood instantly covered his arms, and he rushed over and kicked the concierge away.
The dark room did not affect Qin Ming and Yang Jian's sight, but there was nothing there, no coughing, and no ghosts.
"Gone." Yang Jian's heart trembled.
Qin Ming's eyes narrowed, and he walked into the room to examine it carefully. There was a supernatural aura, which was very weak, but he really didn't see anything in this room.
"I'm afraid that ghost has a ghost realm, otherwise it wouldn't have left so quietly." Qin Ming said with an uncertain expression.
They also discovered that one of the people had disappeared, the birdless Ouyang Tian.
"No, I'm afraid there was an accident just now. Damn it, it's been so long that I can't remember the details in the original work." Qin Ming thought to himself.
"Go back immediately, I'm afraid something has happened." Qin Ming shouted expressionlessly
Everyone rushed downstairs, realizing that something might have happened to Ouyang Tian, and returned to the lobby one after another.
The red lacquer coffin was still placed there intact, giving people a strange feeling.
It’s just that the candlelight in front of the coffin has been extinguished. Although there are still lights shining on the top of the head, the lights in the countryside are like being covered with a thick layer of dust. They are a little yellowish and not bright. This gray light gives A depressing feeling.
However, in this coffin, a corpse sits against the wall in an impossible position like a twist.
Blood flowed from the corpse, staining the surrounding area red.
"Sure enough, something happened, and the ghost in his body is missing." Qin Ming said with a slight frown.
As expected of a ghost.
"Will you die if you are alone?" Yang Jian frowned deeply.
Everyone was extremely panicked. It would be easier for a ghost of this level to kill them than a chicken. They didn't even have the slightest strength to resist. They would die if they stayed here.
Even if it would take some time for the evil ghost to recover, they felt it was not worth it just to master the control method of the second ghost and die here directly.
After discussing for a while, the few people from the Xiaoqiang Club decided to leave, and in the end only Yang Jian and Qin Ming stayed.
"Are you... trying to pry open this coffin?" Qin Ming was slightly stunned. He saw Yang Jian holding a crowbar in his hand.
"Yes, since they are all gone, why don't I try to see what's inside the coffin? Take a gamble." Yang Jian nodded, and then used the crowbar to pry the coffin hard.
Qin Ming did not step forward to help, but just watched from the sidelines. He had almost forgotten the previous plot in the original novel, so he felt it was better to be cautious.
After prying for a while, Yang Jian felt something was wrong. It was too heavy and there were no coffin nails around it. How could it be so difficult to pry.
"Let me help you too." Qin Ming looked aside for a while and felt something was wrong, so he was ready to step forward to help.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian turned to look at Qin Ming, then nodded and gave up a position.
Black ghost blood covered the entire hand. He held the crowbar and pried it hard.
Finally a crack was opened, Qin Ming's expression changed a little, and he began to become alert. The force he used just now would probably have blown off the entire coffin lid, but in the end he only pried out a crack.
"Be careful." Qin Ming said in a deep voice.
The ghost eyes of Qin Ming and Yang Jian ignored the darkness and could barely see clearly what was going on inside the coffin through the crack.
A pair of blackened dead hands, with ten fingers like steel nails, fastened the coffin lid inside, closing the coffin lid that could have been easily opened.
Is this the reason why it can't be opened?
Qin Ming was shocked. Sure enough, there was a ghost lying in the coffin. It was the ghost with an S-level terror level and no upper limit.
At this time, the ghost is lying in this ghost coffin and is gestating.
I'm afraid it won't be long before the pregnancy is successful.
Yang Jian's eyes narrowed.
Just when he was still trying to see something clearly, the coffin shuddered, the crowbar slipped, flew out instantly, and fell to the ground.
"Bang~!"
The coffin lid immediately closed with a loud bang, and it closed tightly without leaving a single gap.
After a while, Qin Ming said in a deep voice, "There is a very scary ghost lying inside. The horror level is definitely above level A. It seems that it is being nurtured by this coffin."
He didn't directly say that this was an S-class ghost, but gave a rough description.
Yang Jian took a slight breath and fell silent after listening to what Qin Ming said.
Then he found a place and sat down directly. Qin Ming frowned slightly when he saw this.
"Do you want to wait here?" Qin Ming asked
Yang Jian nodded and said: "If the ghost is in the coffin, does that mean that as long as you guard the coffin and prevent the ghost from getting out, you can avoid being killed?"
It was such a bold guess that even Qin Ming was stunned for a moment.
Seeing that Yang Jian was preparing to sit here all night, Qin Ming thought for a while and then said: "In that case, I will accompany you to verify your conjecture."
Just like that, Qin Ming and Yang Jian each sat in a place, looking at the coffin quietly, silently.
