Mysterious Recovery

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Zhang Qing and Wan Tong listened to the second bell sound in the depths of this cell, but the time when the bell sounded in the old house was no longer a restart, but moved forward.

Pushing forward didn't seem to change anything, and the two naturally did not lose their memory.

But after the sound of the bell, it brought some unimaginable strange changes to the cell.

There was a strange figure in front of the empty desk at this moment.

The man lowered his head slightly, as if there was something written on the notebook on the table, the thick and black ink smeared, lines of vague writing appeared, and there was a rustling sound around the silence.

This movement immediately attracted the attention of two people.

Tightened, they turned around cautiously.

"Will it be a human? There was no one there just now. It should have appeared after the bell rang..." Wan Tong moved his throat and stared at the person in front of the desk.

Zhang Qing observed carefully.

The person sitting at the desk seems to be forty or fifty years old, his temples are white, his yellowed hands are slightly skinny, the whole person maintains an almost stiff movement and maintains the writing movement, although there is nothing strange at first glance. , But if you look closely, it reveals a strange feeling everywhere.

And depending on the situation, this person seems to have been here for a long time, and there is even a feeling that this person has never left here.

But the conditions of the ancient house are not suitable for living people at all. Even those who have been cursed by the pendulum clock only stay for a short time, and they still have to leave when they encounter danger.

"It doesn't matter whether it's human or not, it's very abnormal. Let's leave here." Zhang Qing looked solemn.

In this environment, there are no normal things at all, all of them are horrible things that involve spirits.

If it weren't for looking for a pendulum clock and avoiding Yang Jian's attack by the way, they would never have come to this place.

"You should go and see the situation. Maybe it is the ghost wielder who was lost here before. If you can find some clues, I believe it will be very helpful to you."

At this time, Liu Baimu's head woke up again. He also observed the person in front of the desk and reminded Zhang Qing.

"Even the ghost wielder who was lost before is likely to be dead at this time. Maybe it is a real ghost now. It is very risky to approach rashly." Zhang Qing hesitated.

"There is really no clue and nothing, as long as you survive Yang Jian's chase and kill."

He is not very ambitious and dare not ask for anything else.

Liu Baimu said: "It's really naive. The struggle between ghost masters is life and death. You don't want to master the secrets of this ancient house. Then you don't have the capital to fight against Yang Jian. One day you leave Yang Jian. He will still hunt you down. He has killed you once, and you are already on the death list on his side."

"Maybe you will see that you are wanted globally as soon as you go back, and it will only be a matter of time before you get killed."

"Liu Baimu makes sense." Wan Tong nodded in agreement.

Zhang Qing's face changed. He also considered this kind of problem, but he didn't think about it, and he also knew that the reason why Liu Baimu didn't let the two of him be so comfortable was that he wanted to use himself to find the pendulum clock and restart it. Once, let yourself come alive.

Each has its own mind.

But the general direction is still the same, that is, to survive.

"Then go take a look." Zhang Qing took a deep breath, and Liu Baimu and Wan Tong changed their minds.

"If we are really attacked by a ghost, we will immediately turn around and flee."

Wan Tong nodded.

Liu Baimu, with only one head left, said nothing.

If you really encounter a danger that you can't cope with, you naturally have to flee for your life.

After approaching.

The weird man sitting at the desk writing suddenly made a move. He stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head slightly, and looked in the direction of the three people.

What is surprising is that although the man raised his head, his eyes were closed.

His face was slightly pale, but it was not so obvious under the lighting of the yellow lamp next to him.

"Stop."

The two people's heart shuddered, and immediately stopped their movements.

It seemed that their movements attracted the weird man with his eyes closed. Now that they stopped, the man seemed to be in a calm state.

But this distance is very close.

Zhang Qing could even see the contents of the notebook in front of the man with his eyes closed.

The notes that were originally intermittent, like a password, can already be seen clearly at this time.

The contents of the notebook read a sentence: whoever sees this note please cover the note, this is a cursed notebook, please do not open it again.

This sentence is like a suggestion, but also like a plea for help.

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong paused after seeing this sentence, feeling an inexplicable anxiety in their hearts.

Because they were very courageous just now, and they rummaged around on this desk. They didn't expect that this notebook was actually a spiritual object that could be cursed.

Although I don't know what the curse is, it's certainly not a good thing.

"Follow the above words and try to see what will happen at the end." Liu Baimu, with only one human head left, said immediately.

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"This is too reckless. Maybe this is a trap. This person knows that it is abnormal at first glance. What if the ghost attacks us if he moves this notebook?" Zhang Qing hesitated, not wanting to take the risk.

To put it bluntly, it is greedy for life and fear of death.

However, the members cursed by the pendulum clock are afraid of death, and they are timid to do things, so they can't make any climate.

"You are also ghost masters. If a ghost attacks you, you will not necessarily die. What you are afraid of." Liu Baimu said coldly: "Close the notebook and see what will happen. We need to explore the secrets of the ancient house, what If you don't do it, you will never be able to control this ancient house."

"If I hadn't lost my body, I wouldn't need the help of the two of you at all. It seems that Yang Jian made the right decision. Kill me first, and then deal with you slowly, because he knows that you can't become a climate and pose no threat. "

"Liu Baimu, don't irritate me, I'm not really afraid of a ghost attack, I just don't want to make a dilemma." Zhang Qing said.

Although he was timid, he was not mindless.

"Then do you do it or not?" Liu Baimu said.

Zhang Qing's eyes flickered, still hesitating.

Wan Tong said: "It's all this far, let's try it. Liu Baimu is right. If you run into danger, we will run away. We are not the person in charge. We need to deal with the supernatural events. However, there is no problem with running away."

He was already in action when he spoke.

Carefully stretched out his hand to pick up the notebook in front of the strange man with his eyes closed, and closed it.

The notebook has an indescribable cold feeling, holding it in his hand as if touching a cold corpse.

soon.

Wan Tong put down the notebook again, and did not dare to take it away.

After closing the notebook.

The man with his pen and his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were slightly dull, but as time passed, he slowly recovered his look.

A strange smile appeared on that stiff face.

"Damn it, I really shouldn't touch this notebook." Zhang Qing's expression immediately changed, and he was even ready to be attacked by a ghost.

"Wrong, you should move this notebook, how can I go back to the present if I don't move." But the next moment, the weird man suddenly spoke, and he seemed to be a little bit pleased.

Have you spoken?

Then it should be a living person.

Zhang Qing breathed a sigh of relief first, and then asked, "Who are you?"

"An unlucky person lost in an ancient house. This desk and notebook are a trap. Everyone who enters here will look through this notebook curiously. The result is that they are trapped by this notebook and cannot break free. Only the right time is right. Talented people have the opportunity to get rid of this shackle."

The middle-aged man stood up slowly.

He seemed to have been sitting in that chair for a long time, and his bones crackled when he stood up, as if he was stretching his bones.

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong were very alert and subconsciously stayed away from the middle-aged man.

Because this person looks out of place with the current personality, looks like a person from the 1980s in terms of clothing and grooming,

if it is real.

Then this person has been trapped here at least...for decades.

But can ordinary people live so long?

Even the top ghost wielders can't be trapped for decades.

"Um?"

Suddenly, this weird middle-aged man moved his eyes and looked at Liu Baimu's head.

"This friend is interesting, relying on the curse of the pendulum clock to intervene in his own time and prolong his death? But there is only one head left and it will not last long. In the end, he will die, but the wound on your neck... ..."

The middle-aged man strode over, and he snatched Liu Baimu's head and looked at his neck with his hair.

Suddenly.

The middle-aged man let out a sneer: "Interestingly, it's the wound cut by the hatchet. Has that thing been taken away?"

"A person named Yang Jian took it away. He was codenamed Ghost Eye, the person in charge of Dachang City. We are being hunted down by his team."

Liu Baimu immediately said: "If you can save me, I can help you take that spiritual item."

Looking at the situation, this person who was out of trouble seemed to know a lot of spiritual conditions, and he could see at a glance how his wounds were caused.

"Yang Jian? The name is good. I used to know a surname Yang, who is also a difficult guy. Now I don't know if he is dead." The middle-aged man seemed to recall some unhappy things, and he asked again: " You want to kill someone with a knife. It’s a good idea, but unfortunately I have more important things to do."

"How many generations is the Wang family now?"

"The third generation is Wang Chaling, the person in charge of Dadong City, a captain-level figure." Liu Baimu replied immediately, without intending to conceal it.

The more you cooperate at this time, the greater the probability of survival.

"Sure enough, the little guy who went to study abroad still embarked on his father's road and became the third generation of the Wang family, but after passing it to the third generation, it seems that I have not been sleepy for as long as I imagined."

Liu Baimu's heart shuddered.

really.

My guess is correct. This person is not a ghost master of his own time at all, but is a legacy of the previous era.

He also collected some intelligence data. Although Li Gui's recovery occurred in recent years, some people had dealt with Li Gui as early as 20 years ago. It was just that information was blocked at that time, and the noise was not fierce, so there was no such thing. It is particularly valued, and only some plausible information can be collected from some urban strange talks passed on by word of mouth.

But those information can only be told to children and grandchildren as a story after cooking, not as evidence.

"It's really interesting for you to find this ghost place by looking for the pendulum clock. This is the dungeon of the Wang family. It is a place used by generations of the Wang family to imprison the ghosts. But looking at you like this, you know that you haven't found the pendulum clock." The young man sneered somewhat mockingly.

"Do you know where the pendulum clock is?" Zhang Qing hurriedly asked.

"Of course I know that the pendulum clock is in this ancient house." The middle-aged man said.

"..."

Isn't this bullshit?

The middle-aged man said again: “People who are not capable enough can’t touch the Wang’s pendulum clock. The clock does not exist in the present, but in the past. Only those who have mastered the restart, or those who use the power of ghosts to restart can. Find where the pendulum clock is."

"It turned out to be so."

Upon hearing this, several people suddenly opened their eyes.

So many people have been looking for a long time and are doing useless work.

"You know so clearly, you must also know how to get that pendulum clock." Liu Baimu said.

"I was really looking for that thing, but it is not particularly important to me. What I want to do now is to release the ghosts in this dungeon." The middle-aged man said calmly, but revealed cruelty. Crazy means.

"what?"

Several people were shocked.

The man in front of him wanted to release the ghost in the cell.

"This dungeon won't be able to contain these ghosts sooner or later, so many people don't know this." He said while walking to the other end of the prison.

It was darkness, and it seemed that there was a secret to open this cell in that darkness.

"This is terrible."

Zhang Qing was dumbfounded at the moment, they thought they could get some help after saving this person, and they could even kill Yang Jian for themselves.

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If these things are released, then Dadong City will be over. What does this person think?

This kind of harm to others is also willing to do.

Instead, they would definitely not release these ghosts on their own initiative, because this would also cause a lot of trouble to themselves.

"This is a lunatic..." This idea was in the hearts of several people.

"What should we do now? We seem to have released an incredible person."

There was a moment of silence, and Zhang Qing's voice was somewhat helpless and regretful.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a thumping sound from the dim dungeon.

The nearby iron fences are shaking and seem to be collapsing.