Mysterious Recovery

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"Captain, what do you say will be at the end of this step? The previous supernatural phenomena seem to be guiding us into it."

On the third floor of the ancient house, Huang Ziya fiddled with the thick black hair in front of her, her eyes always staying on the narrow, dim steps.

Driven by a certain curiosity, she has an urge to explore inside.

"The ghost rider Zhang Qing who was in a wheelchair before, and Wan Tong, who was codenamed Ghost Strike People, and Liu Baimu entered inside. I feel that there is a great danger in it. I don't want to take risks just to kill these two people. , Let's stop here, go back and say hello to Wang Chaling and leave Dadong City."

"After all, Dachang City is our site. It is not a good thing if everyone leaves for too long."

Yang Jian started to leave with Liu Baimu's headless body.

He needs this headless corpse to declare to the people in the spiritual circle that Liu Baimu cursed by the pendulum clock has been killed by himself.

Everyone nodded, and had no opinion on this decision.

Immediately, they all began to evacuate this ancient house.

However, when he returned to the first floor, Huang Ziya said again: "Captain, it's weird. Li Yang's signal appeared here, but there was no one who saw him."

"Send him text messages incessantly to inform him to leave the ancient house. He should have been lost. After the pendulum clock rang, the time in the ancient house was disrupted. Any spiritual force may have an impact on the restart of the bell. The signal may be Yes, but he is not in this time period." Yang Jian said.

"I'll send a text message." Huang Ziya began to edit the text message to send it to Li Yang.

However, at this time, there was a dull crash in the interior of the ancient house, which sounded like a wall collapsed, and even the entire ancient house was shaking.

Dust fell rustling above everyone's heads.

"Earthquake?" Xiong Wenwen immediately hugged his head and prepared to squat down.

Feng Quan and Tong Qian frowned and raised their heads slightly to look at the roof.

Then he lowered his head again.

"The sound didn't come from above, it came from below, but it wasn't an earthquake, like someone was demolishing a wall below."

Yang Jian immediately said: "Leave here, don't stay here, I have a bad feeling, it seems that something is about to happen."

Everyone's expressions were stunned, and they accelerated to leave the old mansion, trying to leave this place before this abnormality happened, not wanting to be involved in any strange things.

now.

Yang Jian took the time to glance at the pocket watch in his hand.

At this time, he discovered that the bell hadn't ringed yet, but the time on the pocket watch showed an unexplainable phenomenon. The minute hand on the watch moved forward sometimes quickly, and sometimes went backwards crazy, as if out of control, unable to function normally. NS.

However, no matter how large the minute hand on the pocket watch fluctuates, it is only within half an hour before and after, and cannot exceed this limit.

And this limit happens to be the time period for the resumption of the old house.

"There is no such anomaly in the memory of Liao Fan that I have."

Yang Jian frowned, "I didn't hear the bell ringing at this time. Could it be that Zhang Qing's people have already got the time when the pendulum clock is controlling the ancient house?"

"No, this probability is not high, that clock does not exist now, it is impossible to find it with a few of them."

"Then there are only two possibilities left. Either the pendulum clock is out of control, or it is another person who is turning the pendulum clock."

He speculated from a little information.

But Yang Jian's analysis is very close to the truth.

The person who affected the time of the pendulum clock was not Zhang Qing or Liu Baimu, but a bizarre person they accidentally released.

The change here is caused by that person.

soon.

Yang Jian took the others out of the ancient house, and he was indifferent to the huge movement in the ancient house.

But as soon as they walked out of the ancient house, everyone saw that in front of the gate of the ancient house's front yard, a lifeless, gray-white man, who looked like a corpse in a portrait, was standing there stiff and motionless. Here.

"It's the ghost from before, it has appeared again, this time he stopped us, and he doesn't seem to want us to leave here." Feng Quan said.

Such obvious intentions are easy to judge.

"The more you do this, the more you have to leave. Spirituality will not let us leave. The ancient house has undergone abnormal changes, and the time has become irregularly disordered. This place can no longer stay, even if we have not found Li Yang, we must leave first. ."

"If the ghost doesn't let it go, then imprison it here."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and red light flashed in his pitch-black eyes.

This place is no longer inside the ancient house, his ghost domain has not been interfered and can be used normally.

However, the coffin nail in his hand still nailed Liu Baimu's body. There is no way to use it for the time being, but this is enough. After all, the whole team is dispatched together on his side.

Without hesitation or hesitation, he strode forward and directly faced the unknown ghost standing in front of the iron gate in the front yard.

Yang Jian is confident that even if he triggers the ghost's law of killing and is targeted, he can resist the attack of the ghost. After all, he is now a stranger, and he is not a simple ghost master.

However, things did not happen as expected.

After Yang Jian approached, the ghost standing in front of the iron gate was walking around again. The ghost seemed to give way and walked aside.

"Get away? Is it coincidence or intentional?"

Others were surprised to see such a scene.

When will ghosts take the initiative to avoid people.

Yang Jian also frowned. Since the ghost blocking the road has gone away, he doesn't want to waste time on this unknown ghost, and he vaguely feels that this ghost seems to be very different from this ancient house. The relationship, otherwise it will not often appear in the interior of the ancient house.

However, Liao Fan had no impression of these in his memory.

This is strange.

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Around eight o'clock, Yang Jian and others walked out of the old house and came to the streets of Dadong City.

Although it is night, there are still pedestrians on the street, you can also see the street lights outside, and hear the sound of car horns.

This means that he and others have left the supernatural zone, and the surroundings have returned to normal.

"I finally came out. I'm really exhausted. It's already over 8 o'clock. I went to bed and went to bed. My mother said that the child who went to bed late was not tall." Xiong Wenwen cheered and jumped for joy. He was not timid at all. Willing to stay in the old house.

"The movement inside is still going on, it looks like something is wrong." Feng Quan said with a low voice.

The loud noise in the ancient house can be heard standing outside, as if the house is being demolished, attracting the attention of many people passing by.

"Go to Wang Chaling first, he seems to be hiding a lot of things from me." Yang Jian raised his head slightly.

His eyes turned to a building in the distance.

It seems that he can see the inside of the highest floor of the building through the layers of barriers.

When preparing to use the ghost domain to transfer everyone.

At this time, something seemed to be thrown out of the ancient house and hit on the two women passing by.

"Ahhh." A woman cried out painfully, and fell to the ground because of the thing.

"Who throws something to hit us?" a woman next to her complained angrily.

However, when the thing rolled down in the middle of the road and was reflected under the street lamp next to it, the anger suddenly turned into panic, and I didn't dare to complain anymore.

Because it was a pale human head...

"what!"

The scream came and attracted the attention of some people around. Many people stopped and looked over in surprise.

But what they saw was the appearance of the two women crashing and running away.

"Um?"

Yang Jian turned around indifferently, peeping through his ghost eyes, and saw the dead head flying out of the ancient house.

This dead head is... Liu Baimu.

he died.

The head was thrown out of the ancient house, and the corpse was pierced by the cracked spear in Yang Jian's hand and picked it up in his hand.

At the same time, the huge movement in the ancient house stopped.

The third floor of the old house.

In a torn window, a strange figure lingered there, as if peeping out.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At the same time, there was a bell ringing in the ancient house again. It was the familiar sound of a pendulum clock, but this time the pendulum clock did not ring on time as usual, but made a sound at the wrong time.

"Pick that head back." Yang Jian gave Guitong an order at this moment.

A child who was hiding in the crowd like a dead baby ran barefoot all the way, picked up the dead head of Liu Baimu that had fallen on the road and ran back immediately.

Yang Jian glanced at it.

Liu Baimu's human head is not complete. There is an extra palm print on his face, which is formed after the skull is sunken.

In other words, Liu Baimu's head was crushed.

The power of a living person is not enough to crush a skull, so the only person who can do this is the ghost or the ghost master.

Yang Jian's guess is biased towards the latter.

Because ghosts do not deliberately throw out human heads.

"From the situation of Liu Baimu's head, he should have not died after being stabbed by me. He should have died later. Therefore, there are other people in the ancient house."

Yang Jian looked at the figure hovering behind the broken window on the third floor of the ancient house.

He couldn't see clearly, because the spiritual power in the ancient house interfered with his ghost eyes and couldn't see the scene inside.

Otherwise, he would have touched everything in the ancient house a long time ago, and he would not feel jealous and leave first.

"What is that?" Feng Quan also noticed the shadow.

"Ghost?" Tong Qian guessed.

"No, it's a human being. Real ghosts won't keep staring at me like this." Yang Jian said, "But I can feel that it is a very dangerous existence."

The man hovering on the third floor now peered at Yang Jian on the street outside.

The supernatural power that affected the ancient house seemed unable to affect him.

"Is that Yang Jian? He is indeed a good junior. He has a good idea. Combine the hatchet and the coffin to form a supernatural weapon of your own. In this way, the rules for two supernatural items are complicated, ordinary It is difficult for a person to figure out how to use it even if he is holding it, and it is indeed young and promising that he can obtain these two supernatural objects."

The mysterious man smiled meaningfully: "It's just a pity. After that, it's not good for someone to grow up like that, but he wants to be like the person I hate the most."

"No hurry, the countdown has already started, and I will go to him soon to inquire about something."

Behind him came a clear ticking sound, which was made by the clock.

It's just that this kind of time is obviously adjusted faster, and the time travels very quickly.

Behind this person, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong were frightened, and they did not dare to breathe.

Because just now Liu Baimu was crushed his head and threw it out.

In this person's words, Liu Baimu has only one head left, unable to control the ghost, and it will be useless after his resurrection.

So Liu Baimu died.

Because there is no resurrection value.

"I need two errand runners. You do what you should do. I can let you survive and live well." The dangerous middle-aged man turned around and smiled.

It's not scary, but it makes people chill.

This guy is definitely a murderer from the last era, but he missed and was trapped in the dungeon of the ancient house of the Wang family for unknown reasons, and he was trapped for many years.

"You'd better not mess around. The current situation is different from what you knew before. The headquarters is still there and the captain is still there. It will be very dangerous if things go wrong, and you should also have relatives and offspring. You have to think about them." Zhang Qing said bitterly.

"You can't understand what I'm going to do. Right or wrong is not important. What is important is the result, and I do want to see some old friends again if they are still alive."

"Also, my name is Chen Qiaoyang. There is no code name in your mouth, only a nickname that was often called before. I remember it was called... shepherd."

"Shepherd, Chen Qiaoyang."

"You can call me a shepherd or Chen Qiaoyang, I don't mind, don't remember it wrong."

This dangerous middle-aged man said his name and a nickname with a touch of memory and emotion.

This is a forgotten name and nickname, no one remembers or knows the name.

Just like Yang Jian's father, no one will remember the name of a person who died in a spirit.

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Zhang Qing and Wan Tong read the name silently in their hearts, and plan to go back and let their friends in the circle look it up.

Now is the information age. You can find all the background information of this person with just one name, and you can find some previous supernatural files with one code name.

In conversation.

Yang Jian on the street had already retracted his gaze, he left here with his team, and disappeared.

The man named Chen Qiaoyang also turned around and returned to the old house.

Inside the ancient house.

There are a few weird figures lingering and wandering.

It seems to be directed at him.

"The second generation of Wang family couples, being together and dead together, it is interesting. Unfortunately, the three generations of your family are too courageous. If it is the old ghost of your Wang family, I really can't help it."

Chen Qiaoyang let out a sneer, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.