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Chapter 973 Condolence Day

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    Under the dark sky.

    Next to the weird old house, there were sparse sounds, and everyone was digging into the soil along a black and weird old tree with lanterns, and it seemed that they had been digging for a while.

    A pit gradually appeared in front of him.

    The soil in the pit was also black, exuding a rancid smell, as if it had been rotted and deteriorated after being mixed with some blood.

    This kind of soil is somewhat familiar to Yang Jian, like the graveyard of Fushou Garden in Dahai City.

    It is a mixture of mud and flesh, not as simple as ordinary mud.

    The soil was very loose and messy, and everyone could easily dig it out with the simplest tools. When they dug down for a distance of more than one meter, a distorted silhouette of a corpse emerged. It was a rotting corpse.  It was full of roots, as if the tree had grown from the nourishment of the corpse.

    The corpse is weird, and the tree grows very weird.

    "A corpse in black, no." Zhou Deng glanced at it and shook his head immediately.

    "Fill it back with the soil," Yang Jian said.

    Others felt very disappointed, so they could only continue to work again, filling back the soil that had been dug out with great difficulty.

    This process can only be done manually.

    Because there is supernatural power in this old forest, Yang Jian's ghost domain cannot be affected, otherwise he can directly use ghost eyes to peek at the situation under the soil, and even directly transfer the corpse out.

    it is a pity.

    He can't do it.

    Others can't do it naturally, so they can only use the most clumsy and inefficient method to dig tree by tree.

    What can be dug up, no one knows what will be dug up, and no one knows what to dig out.

    Due to the limitation of the white lanterns, everyone couldn't separate too far. At most, they could only ensure that two trees were dug at the same time. If they were farther away, they might be attacked by nearby ghosts.

    Although it is safe now, everyone has not forgotten that Li Gui is lingering around.

    "There are here." Suddenly, Li Yang next to him said.

    They are digging another tree.

    Half of the corner of the white clothes was exposed under the dirt. Although it was full of filth, it could still be clearly distinguished.

    It's just that the clothes are very damaged, rotted and left holes, as if they were about to oxidize and break into pieces at any moment. No one knows how long the clothes under the old tree have been buried.

    "It's really the same as Zhou Deng said, with white clothes." Fan Xing looked a little surprised.

    He didn't believe it before, but now that the evidence is in front of him, he has no choice but to believe it.

    Continue to dig out the soil next to it.

    Only then did everyone see clearly what was under the soil.

    A rotten and blackened corpse, no flesh and blood, only a skeleton. It is not clear whether it is a man or a woman. It is not wearing white clothes, but wrapped in a piece of white cloth, like a shroud.  This white shroud has rotted a lot, or something has changed after it was buried.

    The body came out of the shroud.

    Yang Jian immediately stretched out his cracked spear, and picked up the white shroud directly with a coffin nail.

    Very smooth, no abnormalities and changes.

    "It was taken out, a tattered white shroud?" Zhou Deng sized it up and recognized it at a glance, looking very experienced.

    After Yang Jian reached out to take it off, he shook it lightly, shaking off the dirt, and a tattered white cloth appeared.

    "It looks like a tablecloth, not a shroud." The eagle glanced at it and said, "Look, this piece of cloth is square, and it looks like a table."

    "Is this thing really useful? It's hard to believe." Li Yang became suspicious.

    Yang Jian said; "Who knows, let's keep looking. There are quite a few of us, so it's a bit difficult to find enough mourning clothes for each of us in the remaining time."

    "Be prepared, look for it first." Fan Xing nodded.

    Everyone started to move again, digging along the old tree next to the old house.

    The probability of white mourning clothes is really slim.

    It was even a little small. During the excavation, people found a lot of weird corpses. Some of these corpses were highly decomposed, some were only bones, and some were strange and frightening. They were still fresh, and their skin was pale and bloodless  Besides, it wasn't even stiff yet.

    ?p; "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 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, and instantly invaded this ancient house. This wind made people feel chills all over the body, and even the lantern in Yang Jian's hand was suddenly extinguished 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 a life-saving thing, but in the next few days, these life-saving effects will disappear." Yang Jian thought to himself.

    He has already realized this, so he doesn't feel sorry.

    He casually threw the lantern aside.

    Yang Jian also immediately put on the mourning clothes.

    "Bang! Bang!"

    Sudden.

    There were two loud bangs, and the door of the ancient house was suddenly pushed open by something, making two loud bangs.

    Immediately afterwards, they heard hurried footsteps invading from outside the ancient house.

    "The ghost is here."

    Everyone's face changed drastically.

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

    The ghost forest was out of control, and the ghosts directly invaded the old house.

    The door can't be blocked.

    On the first day, ghosts only dared to knock on the door, even if the door was open, they dared not set foot here.

    It's only the fourth day, and I didn't expect it to be so dangerous.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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