In the pitch-black corridor, the group ran frantically, and as they ran, they saw a faint green light at the end of the corridor.
That was a brazier!
In the firelight, people could vaguely see a person dressed in white mourning clothes burning paper money.
Seeing this, everyone was even more horrified.
"Another...another weirdo!?"
The situation instantly became extremely critical. Behind them were bloody handprints and shadow-stepping monsters, while in front of them were eerie figures dressed in mourning clothes. The group was caught in the middle.
Just as everyone was at a loss for what to do, Fang Xiu had already walked towards the person dressed in mourning clothes.
Following his actions, Yang Ming and the others instinctively followed behind him without hesitation.
The others from the burial site followed suit.
Soon, the group walked up to the person dressed in white mourning clothes.
Upon closer inspection, his face revealed him to be a desiccated corpse!
The mummified corpse held a handful of ghost money in its hand, continuously burning the paper in the brazier. The burning ghost money emitted a ghostly green flame, giving off a cold and eerie aura.
The bodies of the group were enveloped in a ghostly green flame.
"Get out of my way!" someone yelled.
The person who had been slapped by the bloody handprint earlier rushed over, looking panicked and terrified, and tried to slap the others as well.
However, as soon as he ran into the range of the firelight, a miraculous scene appeared: the bloodstains on his body seemed to evaporate and slowly disappeared.
"This...this firelight possesses the power to resist strange phenomena!"
Just then, the Blood Handprint and the Shadow Stepper also caught up, but they did not enter the range of the firelight. They stood at the edge of the firelight, their figures appearing and disappearing in the darkness and light.
Everyone was overjoyed.
"As expected, the firelight really does have the effect of resisting eerie things."
"It's not firelight, it's ghost money," Fang Xiu's calm voice suddenly rang out.
"Burning ghost money can ward off evil spirits."
Everyone stared blankly as the ghost money was continuously thrown into the brazier by the mummified corpses. They never imagined that the ghost money that had imprisoned them all along would have such a use.
Is this what they mean by "money can make the devil turn the millstone"?
It's no wonder they haven't discovered the wonders of ghost money even after so many years in the burial grounds. The main reason is that in the burial grounds, ghost money is as important as life itself, and no one would burn it.
"Hey! The problem now is that the ghost money is almost gone!" Yang Ming, who is always sensitive to money, immediately noticed that the ghost money in the mummified corpse's hand was almost gone.
Everyone was immediately taken aback.
As the mummified corpse's hands held fewer and fewer ghost money, the eerie green flame grew weaker and weaker.
The bloody handprint and the Shadow Stepper began to close in step by step, gradually shortening the distance between themselves and the group.
The sense of crisis that had just subsided has risen again.
Yang Ming panicked and reached into the corpse's clothes to rummage.
"Where's the money! You must still have money, so hurry up and hand it over!"
However, the moment he touched the mummified corpse, *crack*...
The mummified corpse completely disintegrated, turning into a pile of bones, and the few ghost money notes it held fell to the ground.
With quick hands and eyes, Yang Ming hurriedly picked up the ghost money and, seeing the flames about to go out, quickly threw the ghost money into them, causing the flames to rise again.
"Hold the brazier and go."
At Fang Xiu's command, Yang Ming immediately picked up the brazier, his whole body glowing green in the firelight.
The group continued to move through the darkness, with the bloody handprints and shadowy figures relentlessly pursuing them.
"It's going out! Whoosh..." Yang Ming was very anxious as he watched the flames go out. He kept blowing air into the flames, but they grew weaker and weaker.
The eerie green flames slowly contracted, and with them, everyone's hearts contracted, as if gripped by an invisible hand.
Darkness, like a monstrous beast, was about to devour everyone piece by piece.
At this moment, several pieces of ghost money drifted onto the brazier, and the fire was reignited.
Yang Ming was taken aback, looked at Fang Xiu, and then realized what was happening.
"Holy crap, I almost forgot, Hugh, you still have some ghost money. We saved up a total of 105 million, spent 100 million on the key, and had 500,000 left!"
Upon hearing that there was still 500,000 left, everyone's emotions instantly fluctuated like a rollercoaster.
"Keep going," Fang Xiu calmly commanded. The eerie green firelight shone on his calm face, creating an indescribable sense of unease, like a corpse moving through the darkness.
The group followed instructions and continued forward, but no one dared to run too fast, for fear that the flames in the brazier would be blown out by the wind.
"Brother Xiu! Hurry, we're about to be wiped out again!" Yang Ming shouted.
However, Fang Xiu did not continue to put out the ghost money, but let the flames grow weaker.
"No rush. Wait until the fire is at its lowest before adding the ghost money. Fifty thousand ghost money won't burn for long, and we still have a long way to go."
Fang Xiu had visited the Zhou residence many times before. Although this was his first time experiencing the strangeness of the Zhou residence, he had already figured out the layout of the Zhou residence from his previous visits.
He had obtained a lot of information from the pawnshop. The Zhou family mansion was not as simple as it seemed. There were more than just bloody handprints and shadow-stepping ghosts here.
Soon, under everyone's tense gaze, the flames in the brazier had weakened to the point of almost going out, and everyone simply formed a circle around the brazier.
The bloody handprint and the shadow-stepping ghost were no longer visible; their forms had been completely swallowed by the darkness. But everyone knew that the eerie creature was nearby.
They will swarm in as soon as the fire goes out.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu calmly took out two pieces of ghost money and threw them into the brazier. The ghost money curled up and twisted instantly upon contact with the flames, burning into a ball.
The flames rose again.
But at that moment, everyone froze, staring in disbelief at the horrifying scene before them.
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