It seems to be sealing the ghost coffin and preventing outsiders from prying into it.

As time goes on.

Half an hour before the curse broke out, another weird thing happened.

The black and white portrait belonging to Yang Jian that was left on the strange spiritual tablet aside was seeping blood continuously at this time. The blood was scarlet and sticky, and it soon covered the portrait of Yang Jian, making it impossible to see clearly anymore.

His appearance.

Blood flowed down and soaked the spiritual position.

The originally dirty and black spiritual tablet was also dyed red, as if a layer of red paint had been applied.

The vibrations of the ghost coffin increased violently again, and it even jumped up from the ground several times. The heavy wooden board was smashed to pieces, and broken wood chips were everywhere on the ground. This ghost coffin has exceeded the limit it can withstand.

If it weren't for the maintenance of an incomprehensible supernatural force, this ghost coffin would have completely fallen apart.

"Incomprehensible anomaly." Wang Xiaoming's heart sank.

This experiment seems not to be as simple as I imagined, and some unpredictable potential dangers are emerging.

Since when...

A few hours ago, Guo Fan started to feel bad after going to bed.

at the same time.

In this building on the ground floor.

The ghost boy who was holding the dead head and walking around in the aisle with bare feet suddenly stopped at this time, then tilted his head and looked in one direction.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost boy ran out quickly and headed towards the door on the first floor.
Chapter completed!