Infinite flow: I have a trick! I have a trick for fighting ghosts

"Aren't we going out? Seven days? Is the first day going to be wasted like this?"

Li Mingjie spoke and looked at everyone.

"Can you please stop chattering? Are you annoying?" Wen Zishang looked unfriendly and said impatiently.

"Hey, you damn kid, can you please respect others for a moment?"

Li Mingjie cursed under his breath.

Wen Zishang sat on the bed and didn't even look at Li Mingjie.

He leaned back slightly, folded his arms across his chest, and looked nonchalant.

Nanyu took the photo frame down from the wall.

There was a layer of dust on the photo frame, and Nanyu gently wiped the glass of the photo frame with his hand.

There are two people in the photo, one is the young Sun Gouer, and the other is Sun Jiangou's mother, who looks young and like a female college student.

Sun Jiangou's mother had tears in her eyes and a look of despair, and was held tightly in Sun Gou'er's arms.

The date is written under the photo - the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Why does Sun Gou'er look so happy in the photo, while the woman in his arms looks so desperate?

Shangguan Qingye came to Nanyu, staring at the photo together, and slowly said

"Sun Gou'er's wife wasn't a fool before, so why is she a fool now? Is it because of family disharmony or...?"

Halfway through his words, Shangguan Qingye's expression suddenly became solemn, as if he remembered something extremely desperate.

"Or what?" Nan Yu asked.

"Was this woman trafficked here? Look at her expression, it doesn't look like they like each other at all. Either she was forced to marry Sun Gou'er, or she was trafficked and abducted."

Shangguan Qingye's words instantly brought Nanyu's thoughts back to his previous life, when he always heard news about human trafficking.

Just as everyone was lost in thought and searching for clues, Jiali's voice broke the silence.

"Hey, what do you think this is?"

Everyone gathered around and saw Jiali holding a red paper-cut-like object in his hand.

Looking closely, what Jiali was holding in his hand was not a paper-cut, but a long, red "喜" character.

This "喜" character is quite old, and it looks a little black after being wet and drying.

The dull black red color looks creepy no matter how you look at it in the dim light.

"This '喜' should be '囍', right?"

Zhang Jiaqiao, who was wearing glasses, adjusted the frames of his glasses and spoke.

"I think so too, but where has the other half of my happiness gone?"

"Maybe it was lost or eaten by rats."

Li Mingjie glanced at the word "喜" from a distance and spoke casually.

"Hey, why did you hit me?"

Li Mingjie turned to look at Wen Zishang, his face full of shock and anger.

"Li Mingjie, how did you survive to become a regular dungeon? Two eggs under your eyebrows?"

"Spring Bamboo?" Wen Zishang said bluntly.

"Do you want to die?" Li Mingjie said in a raised voice.

"No, this 'Xi' has not been cut, torn, or chewed."

Zhang Jiaqiao adjusted his glasses again and carefully observed the character "喜".

"But I think it should be '囍', otherwise it would be a bit unreasonable for a long and thin '喜' to appear alone."

Zhang Jiaqiao always adjusts his glasses involuntarily whenever he thinks about something. This habit seems to have become a trademark of his.

Wen Zishang sat quietly beside the bed, his mind as chaotic as the rain outside the window.

His eyes were cast towards the only window on the second floor. Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, hitting the glass continuously and leaving streaks of water on it.

Wen Zishang slowly stood up, walked to the window and looked down.

It was dark outside the window. Because he was on the second floor, looking down, apart from the yard, all he saw in the distance were bungalows made of red mud.

Under the gloomy sky, the houses looked particularly depressing, as if they were about to be swallowed by dark clouds.

Wen Zishang withdrew his gaze and looked at the yard again.

At the back of the yard, a pitch-black coffin was placed quietly, with wreaths and other things placed next to it.

There was a big word "甸" written on the wreath, which was particularly eye-catching in this gloomy atmosphere.

The most terrifying thing was that the coffin lid was shaking slightly.

"Hey, come here quickly, there's a coffin lid in the yard that's about to be opened!"

After hearing the sound, Nanyu quickly went to the window to look.

What caught my eye was that a corner of the coffin lid was opened, and a slender hand with pale red nail polish stretched out from the coffin.

The palm was as pale as snow, and the red nail polish looked particularly glaring in the dim light.

"Fuck, there's a corpse in Sun Gou'er's coffin!"

"Shut the hell up!"

Wen Zishang kicked Li Mingjie.

Wang Jiaxue hugged Jiali's arm tightly, her body shaking constantly.

Her eyes were full of fear as she looked into the house vigilantly, as if she was worried about the danger that might arise at any time.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the window, attracted by the horrific scene in the yard.

The coffin lid was completely opened with a "bang", and a pair of pale and slender legs stood straight up from the coffin.

Then with a "bang", the person inside jumped out of the coffin backwards, yes, with his head down and his legs up.

The "person" who jumped out of the coffin backwards was wearing a blood-red dress. The dress was tightly attached to her body, outlining a slender yet terrifying outline.

She walked in an extremely weird posture, jumping upside down with her head down and her legs up. Every time she landed, her head hit the ground heavily, making a creepy dull sound.

His long hair dragged on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood. His skin was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and looked even more eerie and terrifying against the backdrop of his red clothes.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The direction she was jumping towards was Sun Gou'er's door. If she entered the room, she would definitely meet everyone inside.

"Holy shit, this is so weird! Sun Gou'er said something was wrong, and it turns out this is the problem!"

"What should we do next?" Li Mingjie asked.

Everyone was silent, and the air seemed to be frozen.

Wang Jiaxue was so scared that she began to sob softly. Her body trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

"What else can we do? If we can beat them, we kill them. If we can't, we find the rules," Nanyu said in a low voice.

"What? Killed? My talent is "clairvoyance", I have no fighting power at all."

Li Mingjie was stunned. He had never expected Nanyu to make such a suggestion.

His talents seemed useless in this situation.

"What are your talents?"

The bang bang bang sounds were getting louder and louder, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

At this critical moment, everyone quickly introduced their talents.

Jiali is the "stand-in", Zhang Jiaqiao is the "brain storm", Li Mingjie is the "perspective", Wang Jiaxue is the "influence", and Wen Zishang is the "summoning".