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Chapter 258 Warning Only Once! The Old Man's Corpse in the Funeral Hall (4k)
In short, Lu Ming and his two companions, along with a group of ghost tamers behind them, arrived in front of Zhang Dong's haunted house.

The others were surveying their surroundings, trying to spot any hidden dangers in order to increase their chances of survival.

Only Zhou Deng's eyes darted around restlessly as he observed the two red lanterns in front of the haunted house.

The fact that these two red lanterns were hung in front of the haunted house means they must have something special about them; they're probably two very rare supernatural items.

Zhou Deng's favorite thing to do is to take advantage of loopholes.

Even if it belongs to someone else, he will find a way to get his hands on it.

Not to mention that in this haunted place, these supernatural items are all ownerless, so Zhou Deng has no reason not to be tempted.

"I wonder what these two red lanterns are for."

Zhou Deng casually mentioned it, then secretly glanced at Lu Ming beside him, seemingly wanting to see his reaction.

Lu Ming, of course, saw through what this guy was up to, and said irritably, "Zhou Deng, this place is very dangerous. I can't stop you from wanting to die, but I advise you not to do anything reckless... If you drag us down, I'll be the first to kill you."

To openly declare that he would kill a captain from headquarters, Lu Ming was undeniably arrogant.

If anyone else had said that, Zhou Deng would have scoffed and dismissed it.

But even he had to admit that Lu Ming had the confidence to be arrogant.

When she said she wanted to get rid of him, she wasn't just saying it.

Lu Ming has the confidence and the ability to do so.

To put it bluntly, the team leader at headquarters was nothing in Lu Ming's eyes.

Thinking that Lu Ming could even control that supernatural bus, Zhou Deng quickly smiled ingratiatingly and said, "That makes sense, Captain Lu is right. I was just saying it casually; I know my limits..."

"It would be best if you said so."

Lu Ming coldly offered a reminder, then ignored Zhou Deng.

He walked at the front and was the first to arrive at the gate of the haunted house.

At this time, it's not yet the time for the parade of a hundred ghosts. The lanterns outside the haunted house are still glowing red. As long as you follow the rules of the haunted house, you shouldn't encounter any insurmountable dangers.

Lu Ming reached out and, with a slight effort, the door creaked open slowly.

The door wasn't locked; it had just been casually closed, so it could be easily pushed open.

"Follow me. Do not touch anything in this haunted house without my instructions."

"I'm only giving you this warning once. If anyone still doesn't understand what I'm saying, I'll be the first to take you down."

Suddenly, a figure dressed in wedding attire appeared beside Lu Ming; it was the ghost bride.

In his other hand, he held a red umbrella, its ribs covered in gold, with only some pitted and uneven parts exposed.

The surface of the umbrella was a terrifying crimson, as if it had been soaked in blood.

Lu Ming walked at the front, signifying that he would bear the greatest risk.

However, Lu Ming was unwilling to let someone else scout ahead for him, since even a small mistake could lead to a completely different outcome than he had anticipated.

As the group of ghost tamers ventured deeper into the haunted house, this long-sealed supernatural place slowly came into view.

A thick layer of dust covered the old bluestone bricks, as if no one had cleaned the place for a long time.

After all, this was the residence of Zhang Dong, the first of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China.

Whether Zhang Dong is alive or dead, no one dares to approach this place rashly, otherwise they will only be wiped out by the supernatural.

Yang Jian, who was following behind Lu Ming, looked solemn. He felt that everything in his sight was being distorted by some strange supernatural force, becoming very unusual.

"This is paranormal interference... The Ghost Eye's vision has been affected. This haunted house is not simple. Just by entering it, the Ghost Eye will be suppressed."

Seeing that Yang Jian's ghost eye was suppressed again, Lu Ming couldn't help but smile wryly, thinking to himself:
"If we can ignore the risks of resurgence, the full power of the Ghost Eye is indeed terrifying. It can be said that a large part of the power of the final God Yang Jian came from the Ghost Eye and the Hungry Ghost... However, at this stage, the Ghost Eye is still easy to suppress."

In Lu Ming's memory, when he and Yang Jian dealt with paranormal events together, the most common situation was that before the real horror even appeared, Yang Jian's ghost eyes had already been suppressed.

Not to mention ghost paintings and ghost realms, and bloodstained old newspapers, which are supernatural phenomena specifically designed to suppress ghost eyes.

Like Guo Ziwen, whom we met at the Ghost Post Office last time, even his Ghost Eyes could counter Yang Jian's Ghost Eyes.

The situation that Yang Jian encountered did not happen to Lu Ming.

The front yard of the haunted house was empty, with nothing in it except a wall blocking the back of the gate.

In Chinese architecture, this is called a screen wall.

Passing through the front yard, you'll find a courtyard.

However, looking up from the courtyard, the sky was dark and gloomy, adding little light to the old house and making it feel even more oppressive.

"In the current situation, no danger has yet emerged."

Just as Lu Ming had this thought in his mind, he saw the figure sitting in the middle of the hall.

Calling it a person is not accurate; a more accurate description would be a corpse.

The corpse looked like an old man, tall but very thin, as if he had been dead for too long and had dehydrated. His exposed, shriveled skin was covered with wrinkled lividity.

The old man was wearing a large robe, which was out of place with the normal attire of people in this era.

"This is... Zhang Dong?"

Lu Ming's expression turned solemn, and he dared not continue forward.

He had encountered Zhang Dong's phantom in the Ghost Post Office before, so he naturally knew what the old man looked like.

Moreover, Lu Ming couldn't think of anyone else besides Zhang Dong who could exert such a suppressive force on a corpse.

"What's wrong? Is that a ghost? If it is a ghost, there's no need to be so scared, right? There are so many of us, and we are all top-level ghost controllers in the paranormal field. Even a typical A-level paranormal event shouldn't be able to affect us."

"If it's just a ghost, we can join forces to confine and imprison it."

One of the ghost tamers in the group said this.

I don't know if I should say that ignorance is bliss.

He didn't know who Zhang Dong was, nor did he know that the corpse in front of him was left behind by Zhang Dong, the leader of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China.

It's even quite possible that Zhang Dong isn't completely dead yet at this point in time.

"Shut up, it's not your place to speak here." Lu Ming didn't even glance at the ghost tamer and continued to ponder.

He came to Zhang Dong's haunted house with an invitation in order to gain the old man's approval through Zhang Dong's assessment, and thus obtain the right to use the bridal chamber.

Just like the piece of ghost cloth that Zhang Dong gave Lu Ming when he was riding the Blood Umbrella.

If they could gain Zhang Dong's approval, or even help, many obstacles at the wedding would be removed.

However, if they cannot gain Zhang Dong's approval, the wedding will likely be difficult to proceed for the time being.

After passing through the main hall, Lu Ming arrived at the back hall.

This place resembles an ancient room used for storing miscellaneous items.

Here is a red coffin on display, next to which is an elegant incense burner with several sticks of incense burning slowly, emitting a faint yet intoxicating fragrance.

"Judging from the current situation, it seems that Old Master Zhang Dong died very suddenly, or rather, he arranged it this way on purpose. In any case, the body has not yet been placed in the coffin."

“If Zhang Dong is already dead, then no one can successfully put him in a coffin, because any ghost-controlling person who gets close to his body, or even a real vengeful ghost, will be erased by his supernatural powers.”

"From this perspective, as long as Zhou Deng and his people don't cause any trouble, the encoffining process will be quite simple. As long as Zhang Dong doesn't die, the ghosts outside the haunted house won't be able to cause any problems."

Thinking of this, Lu Ming couldn't help but remind Zhou Deng, who was looking around, "I'll say it again: once you leave here, I won't care what you do or who you steal, but if you dare touch any item in this house, I'll be the first to beat you up."

Zhou Deng suppressed the restless expression on his face and changed the subject, asking, "Captain Lu, do you have any clues about this place? How can we leave this haunted place?"

"Follow my instructions and stay here for seven days. After seven days, you will naturally find a way to leave."

"Seven days?" Zhou Deng was taken aback, clearly noticing the oddity of the number "seven." "Are you waiting for this old man to pass his seventh-day memorial service?"

According to folklore, a person's soul returns to the body after seven days, a period known as the "first seven days."

If it is a happy death, the elderly person can visit their relatives seven days later to settle their last attachment, and then return to the underworld to be reincarnated.

However, if the deceased harbors resentment, or was harmed by a villain, then he will transform into a vengeful ghost and return to the mortal realm on the seventh day after his death to kill others.

In this supernatural place, accompanying this old man for his seventh day memorial service is undoubtedly a suicidal act.

But Lu Ming spoke with great certainty, as if he had completely figured out the rules here.

Therefore, Zhou Deng and the remaining ghost tamers were very hesitant, unsure whether to follow Lu Ming's arrangements or go back to reunite with the group from Wanzhou and find an opportunity to return to the bus.

Lu Ming did not consider what others were thinking.

Yang Jian had already handed the key to him before.

With this key, he was able to find that special room, the bridal chamber needed for the wedding.

However, Lu Ming did not do so immediately.

This haunted house is Zhang Dong's residence. If he needs to borrow the house to get married, he must obtain Zhang Dong's permission.

A key alone is definitely not enough.

At least until Zhang Dong finishes weighing, Lu Ming will not open that strange bridal chamber casually.

Looking at the increasingly gloomy and oppressive sky, Lu Ming thought to himself, "In a place like this, I can't guarantee that everything will go as I expect... not to mention that Zhang Dong is still alive, and no one knows what kind of test he left me with."

"In short, we must protect Li Yang this time. The doorknob in his hand is connected to a ghost door in headquarters. It can serve as our escape route in critical moments and take us directly away from this haunted place."

In such a godforsaken place, time seems to pass very slowly.

Those who control ghosts have little interest in engaging in conversation.

No one knows how much longer they can live; everything is unknown, like being in a dark forest where they can only grope their way forward.

Midnight has arrived without us even realizing it.

Apart from Lu Ming and a few others, few people noticed that the two large red lanterns hanging in front of the haunted house began to fade rapidly after midnight.

In no time, both red lanterns turned white, instantly filling the previously festive atmosphere with a gloomy, deathly aura, as if one were in a terrifying funeral hall.

A cold wind blew by.

The pale lantern slowly rotated, revealing the character "奠" (meaning "offering sacrifice") written in black brush on the reverse side.

Zhang Dong's weighing officially begins from this moment.

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In the dim and oppressive world, the two pale white lanterns stood out conspicuously, and even the group from Wanzhou, who were in the old forest at the time, noticed the unusual situation.

A long time has passed since they first got off the bus, but they still haven't gotten back on.

This is not because the bus has been broken down for so long and has not been running.

It wasn't because they got lost in Wanzhou.

They got lost in this old forest.

A cold wind blew by, and the withered leaves on the ground rustled along with the thin branches, making the silence all the more eerie.

The group from Wanzhou had long lost their previous smugness; their faces were filled with fear and unease.

"Damn it, there's definitely something fishy about this forest. We should have realized that things weren't going to be this good. We were just a little slow, and now we're stuck here. Not only can we not find the bus we were supposed to take, but we can't even get out of the forest now."

"What's the use of regretting it now? We need to find a way to contact the ghost groom Lu Ming and his group to see if they can lead us out... Even if we have to go into the haunted house with them, we can't just wait to die in the woods."

"We can't get in touch with them, we can't get in touch at all. In this kind of haunted place, even satellite phones are useless."

Wanzhou's face turned ashen.

He never imagined that such a small old forest could trap so many of them, the Ghost Tamers, here.

I wandered around in circles for a long time, but still couldn't find a place to leave.

This old forest looks small, but when you actually walk through it, it seems to be boundless, and you can never reach the end.

In folk legends, this is the famous "ghost wall".

There is a powerful ghost in this forest. Although the ghost did not kill anyone directly, it used its supernatural powers to trap a large group of people in the old forest.

From this perspective, it's not much different from simply killing someone.

What worries Wanzhou the most is not the vengeful ghost that has trapped them here.

He suspected that there was more than one ghost in this place. Perhaps countless rotting corpses were wandering in the darkness at this moment. Once they triggered the ghost's killing pattern, they would be attacked by supernatural forces from all directions.

(End of this chapter)