The three of them came to the ruined temple. After understanding the layout of the ruined temple, Jiang Yan suddenly made the decision to open the coffin.
As soon as these words came out, both the black hat man and Feng An were horrified.
"Open the coffin? Are you crazy!" Feng An was the first to retort,
"Didn't you say before that you couldn't break the supernatural balance here? Now you actually want to open the coffin!"
The man in the black hat couldn't understand either. In his eyes, maintaining the current supernatural balance was the best choice. The idea of opening the coffin was too crazy, because the ghost in the coffin was beyond their ability to deal with.
“Before was before and now is now.”
Jiang Yan smiled. He had already guessed the reactions of the two people, but he still patiently explained,
“Without that black blood sword, I wouldn’t want to open the coffin, but now that I have it, I want to take a gamble.
Obviously this supernatural balance cannot help us escape from the village, so we must break the status quo, and opening the coffin is the only way to break the status quo. "
"Break the status quo? The status quo is good, why should we break it? As long as we stay in the light of the corpse oil lamp, we will be safe." Feng An retorted.
The man in black hat on the side also understood Jiang Yan's thoughts, and was even more afraid of this college student.
Both he and Feng An were afraid of the blood coffin and had no intention of opening the coffin. They just wanted to stay in the safe light.
And this little brat seems to have no concept of fear at all, and he is completely determined to implement the decision he made rationally, which is extremely rare.
Because in supernatural events, the more fearful one is, the easier it is to influence one's reason and the easier it is to die.
"Perhaps this guy has weak emotions to begin with. After controlling the ghost, his emotions disappeared even more seriously, so the fear is almost gone..." The man in the black hat looked at Jiang Yan, and he had already guessed the reason.
But he still didn’t agree with the decision to open the coffin, so he said:
"It's too early to open the coffin. The supernatural balance has not been broken yet. We are safe as long as we are in the light of the corpse oil lamp. There is no need to rush to open the coffin."
Jiang Yan glanced at the two people and understood that they both had objections. In this case, he had to give up his plan to open the coffin.
"Okay, since you all don't agree, the matter of opening the coffin will be put on hold for now. However, if the supernatural balance is broken, we will still have to confront the evil ghosts of the blood coffin head-on." Jiang Yan said in a serious tone.
"We will consider what happens next, but the supernatural balance is not that easy to break. Maybe we can stay here forever. After all, in the light of the corpse oil lamp, I feel that the recovery of the evil ghost in my body has been delayed a lot." Feng An said optimistically , he began to plan to retire here.
"as you like."
Jiang Yan said something and walked out. He sat on the threshold and looked at the yard quietly. He wanted to find other ways to escape.
In the ruined temple, the man in black hat and Feng An were sitting against the wall, enjoying the rare safety.
After all, I encountered so many ghosts along the way, so I finally got some rest.
The oil corpse hung quietly on the beam, its dark red pointed tongue hanging down to its chest.
This oil corpse was different from the mummified corpse. Its body was swollen, and its rotten skin remained active due to the exudation of corpse oil. It looked extremely bright under the dim light, as if it had just died.
The blood coffin in front of him is scarlet and bright in color, which is particularly conspicuous in this old and ruined temple.
Even facing these two terrifying existences, the black hat man and Feng An remained calm.
Because as long as they are in the light of the corpse oil lamp, they are absolutely safe unless the corpse oil lamp goes out.
There are fierce ghosts in the village, there are also fierce ghosts in the fog outside, there are hundreds of dead bodies in mourning clothes in the yard, and there are blood coffins and oil corpses in the ruined temple...
There was terror all around, and the only safe place was the light of the corpse oil lamp.
No matter what happens in this weird village, even if a hundred ghosts are walking at night, as long as they are protected by the corpse oil lamp, they will be safe.
That's why the two of them wanted so fiercely to maintain the supernatural balance in the ruined temple just now.
"Actually, it's not bad to stay here all the time. This corpse oil lamp can suppress the resurrection of the evil ghost. If you go back outside, you have to work for the headquarters and face the risk of the evil ghost reviving."
Feng An said with a leisurely look on his face, he knew that if he took that red pill, the next time the evil spirit revived would be very dangerous.
Therefore, when you go outside, you will either be resurrected by the evil ghost and die, or you will be involved in a supernatural incident and die, and your survival time will not exceed one or two years.
But if he stays here and uses the corpse oil lamp to suppress the evil ghost's resurrection, it won't be a problem to live for three or four years.
Thinking of this, Feng An stared at the corpse oil lamp and found that the little thing became more and more pleasing to the eye.
The black hat man on the side couldn't help but feel shaken after hearing this. Although he had controlled two ghosts, and the ghost's recovery was not as serious as Feng An's, it only took five years to reach the limit.
And staying here, he wouldn't have a problem living for ten years. If this supernatural balance could continue forever, he wouldn't mind being a coffin keeper in this ruined temple.
While the two were enjoying their future retirement plan, Jiang Yan was still sitting on the threshold, quietly staring at the corpse in mourning clothes in the yard.
These corpses are almost identical, each wearing the same white mourning clothes. The strangest thing is that these corpses have no facial features.
Their faces are black and wrinkled, looking like sun-dried orange peels.
There were hundreds of these orange-faced corpses, all kneeling on the ground, facing the direction of the blood coffin in the ruined temple.
"Are you ghost slaves? There are probably hundreds of them." Jiang Yan frowned slightly and glanced down at the ground not far away.
The ground where these orange-faced corpses were located was dark and damp, forming a very clear dividing line from the light of the corpse oil lamps.
Generally, when light shines on the ground, the edges are dim and blurred, and there is no obvious dividing line with darkness.
The light from the corpse oil lamp formed a boundary with the black soil, indicating that the black soil was ghosts.
"A ghost that can't even be illuminated by a corpse oil lamp..."
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan frowned. He didn't expect the ghost in the coffin to be so terrifying.
He thought the fog was a ghost before, but he didn't expect that the soil under his feet was.
As the ghosts deepened, the color and texture of the soil began to change, and it turned into pitch black soil in the ruined temple.
If he steps into this black soil, he won't be able to escape even if he activates the second gear of the ghost.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan quickly gave up his original plan of stepping into the black soil.
At this moment, he glanced and suddenly found a square bulge on the black soil not far away.
He looked carefully and found that the square bump looked a bit like the satellite phone used by the man in the black hat.
"Come here and see what that is!" He pointed at the square bulge and shouted to the two people living in the ruined temple.
Although they were a little confused, they still came over and looked at the square bulge pointed by Jiang Yan.
The two of them were shocked when they saw the bulge, especially Feng An, who shouted in surprise:
"Holy shit, that's Liu Ming's satellite phone!"
