The cold wind blew the treetops of the old forest, shaking the whole forest, and made a whining sound, like something crying in the woods. It was very similar to the mourning sound that appeared on the first day, but it was more real.

, it is clearer, and it is not the feeling of something that seems to be nothing.

"boom!"

next moment.

A strange old tree was blown by the wind and lost its balance and fell directly to the ground.

"Um?"

When everyone looked at it, their eyes suddenly shrank.

"That tree was the first tree we ever dug up..."

The words are not finished yet.

The second tree arrived. It was the second tree that everyone dug up.

Then the third tree, the fourth tree, the fifth tree... one tree after another was blown to the ground by the wind. Those old trees were undoubtedly dug by Yang Jian and the others before.

It doesn't matter whether they touched the body under the tree or not.

"When we dug, we clearly didn't touch the tree roots. We were very careful to avoid them." Yang Xiaohua said with a slight trembling at the moment.

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed: "The supernatural imbalance is like this. It's completely unreasonable. Even if you just dug up the soil and didn't touch the body, maybe a certain balance has been broken. This fourth day of condolences is inherently very dangerous.

Yes, according to previous judgments, the ancient house should become more dangerous day by day until the first seven days come."

"There are still five minutes until twelve o'clock." Eagle looked at the time and said immediately.

The trees are still falling, without exception.

The pit dug by the six disappeared people seemed to be a fatal signal. Now the danger is being released, even by their own hands.

"You can't blame me now. Everyone took action just now. By the way, I don't want to wear mourning clothes tomorrow. Just think of it as my compensation for everyone. It's interesting enough now." Zhou Deng was afraid at this time.

Being pointed at by everyone, he quickly abdicated his responsibility.

He even withdrew from the quota of mourning clothes.

The withdrawal of him and the previous Eagle made the others feel a lot relieved.

Because the probability of survival is greater.

"Wow ah..."

Another row of trees fell, and at this time the cry of a baby echoed in the old forest.

Hearing this cry, everyone immediately thought of the strange baby that had not yet formed. The baby was sleeping before, but now it seems to be awake...

"The baby is awake. You are familiar with this thing Yang Jian. You have experience in dealing with ghost babies. It will be up to you when the time comes." Zhou Deng said immediately.

Yang Jian's eyes darkened: "Don't waste time, go back to the old house, you can't stay outside anymore, the funeral report on the third day is over."

"Hurry and leave." Everyone did not dare to delay, and immediately turned around and rushed towards the ancient house.

The cold wind continued to blow on the road.

The pale light emitted by the lantern in Yang Jian's hand was also shaking, as if it was affected, giving people the illusion that it would be extinguished at any time.

Fortunately, everyone was not far away from the ancient house, and they had reserved time in advance.

soon.

Everyone entered the ancient house again and went directly to the lobby. This time, everyone had experience and remembered to close the door.

"Time." Yang Jian asked.

"It's eleven fifty-nine," Eagle said.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately began to distribute mourning clothes. He directly threw one piece to Li Yang, then one piece to Da Qiang, and the other piece to Fan Xing.

Although I am very dissatisfied with that guy, I can no longer act on impulse at this juncture because he is a useful being.

"What about me?" Yang Xiaohua's voice was trembling, and she looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian still has one thing in his hand, but that thing belongs to him by default, because no one can compete with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but just looked at Zhou Deng: "As compensation, I will take out a piece of yellow paper for her to use. Let the past be forgotten."

Zhou Deng's eyes moved. He knew that Yang Jian still had one in his hand, but he didn't ask why Yang Jian didn't take it out and use it. He just nodded: "I'm not responsible for anything that goes wrong."

"You don't need to be responsible." Yang Jian said.

"good."

Zhou Deng took out a piece of yellow paper and walked towards Yang Xiaohua.

Those who were assigned mourning clothes began to wear them immediately.

At the same time twelve o'clock arrived.

A gust of cold wind poured in from the patio not far from the lobby, instantly invading this ancient house. This wind made people feel chilly all over, and even the lantern in Yang Jian's hand suddenly went out at this moment.

.

The wind blew out the lantern.

The pale light also disappeared.

"Sure enough, this lantern will be useless on the fourth day. Like the incense before, it is something that saved your life in the past, but in the next few days, these life-saving effects will disappear." Yang Jian thought to himself.

.

He has realized this, so he doesn't feel any pity.

He threw the lantern aside casually.

Yang Jian also immediately put on his mourning clothes.

"Bang! Bang!"

Sudden.

Two loud noises were heard, and the door of the ancient house was pushed open by something unknown, making two loud noises.

Then, they heard rapid footsteps invading from outside the ancient house.

"The ghost is coming."

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Although I knew that the fourth day of condolences was dangerous, I didn't expect it to be so direct.

The ghost forest went out of control, and the evil ghosts directly invaded the ancient house.

No door can stop it.

On the first day, the ghosts only dared to knock on the door and did not dare to set foot here even if the door was open.
Chapter completed!