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"Captain, what do you think will be at the end of this step? The supernatural phenomenon that appeared before seems to be leading 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 stayed on the narrow, dim steps.
Driven by some kind of curiosity, she had an urge to explore inside.
"The wheelchair-riding ghost master Zhang Qing, Wan Tong, code-named Ghost Bumper, and Liu Baimu entered it. I feel that there is a great danger in it. I don't want to take risks just to kill these two people. , stop here, go back and say hello to Wang Chaling and leave Dadong City."
"After all, Dachang City is our territory. It is not a good thing for everyone to leave for too long."
Yang Jian started to leave with Liu Baimu's headless body.
He needs this headless corpse to announce to the people in the spiritual circle that Liu Baimu, who was 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 the old house.
However, when returning to the first floor, Huang Ziya said again: "Captain, it's strange that Li Yang's signal appeared here, but no one saw him."
"Send him non-stop text messages, telling him to leave the old house. He should have been lost. After the pendulum clock rings, the time in the old house is disrupted. Any supernatural power may affect the restart of the clock. The signal may be That's right, but he's not in this time period." Yang Jian said.
"I'll send a text message right away." Huang Ziya began to edit the text message to send to Li Yang.
However, at this time, the interior of the ancient house reverberated with muffled crashing sounds, as if the walls had collapsed, shaking the entire ancient house.
Dust fell from the top of everyone's heads.
"Earthquake?" Xiong Wenwen immediately held his head and prepared to squat down.
Feng Quan and Tong Qian frowned and slightly raised their heads 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, it seemed like someone was demolishing the wall below."
Yang Jian immediately said: "Leave here, don't stay any longer, I have a bad premonition that something is about to happen."
Everyone looked terrified, and left the old house at a faster speed, wanting to get out of this place before the anomaly happened, and didn't want to be involved in any strange things.
At this moment.
Yang Jian took another look at the pocket watch in his hand.
At this time, he found that the bell had not rang yet, but the time on the pocket watch had an unexplainable phenomenon. The minute hand on it sometimes moved forward quickly, and sometimes went backwards crazily, as if out of control, unable to operate normally up.
However, no matter how much 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 boundary happens to be the time period when the ancient house will be restarted.
"There is no such abnormality 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 and the others have already obtained the time when the pendulum clock is controlling the time in the ancient house?"
"No, this probability is not high. The clock does not exist now, and 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 someone else who is turning the pendulum clock."
He speculated from a little information.
However, Yang Jian's analysis is very close to the truth.
The person who affected the time of the pendulum clock was neither Zhang Qing nor Liu Baimu, but a strange person they accidentally released.
The mutation here was caused by that person.
soon.
Yang Jian led the others out of the old house, and he was indifferent to the huge movements in the old house.
But as soon as they walked out of the old house, everyone saw in front of the gate of the front yard of the old house, a lifeless, gray-white man, who looked like a corpse in a portrait, was standing there stiffly, looking at him with no expression. over here.
"It was the ghost from before, and it appeared again. This time he stopped us, as if he didn't want us to leave here very much." Feng Quan said.
Such an obvious intention is easy to judge.
"The more this is the case, the more we have to leave. The ghost won't let us leave. There is a development in the old house.He picked up the dead head that belonged to Liu Baimu and rolled on the road and ran back immediately.
Yang Jian took a look.
Liu Baimu's head is incomplete, and there is a palm print on his face, which was formed after the skull was sunken.
In other words, Liu Baimu's head was crushed.
The strength of a living person is not enough to crush a skull, so the only person who can do this is a ghost or a ghost master.
Yang Jian's guess is biased towards the latter.
Because ghosts don't throw people's heads out on purpose.
"Judging from the condition of Liu Baimu's head, he should not have died after being chopped off by me. He should have died later. Therefore, there are indeed 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 supernatural power in the old house interfered with his ghost eyes, making him unable to peek inside.
Otherwise, he would have touched everything in the old house long ago, so he would not be afraid and leave first.
"What is that?" Feng Quan also noticed the shadow.
"Ghost?" Tong Qian guessed.
"No, it's a human being. A real ghost won't stare at me like this all the time." Yang Jian said, "But I can feel that it's a very dangerous existence."
The man hovering on the third floor was now peeping at Yang Jian on the street outside.
The supernatural power that affects the ancient house does not seem to be able to affect him.
"Is that Yang Jian? He is indeed a good junior. He has a lot of ideas. He fuses a hatchet and coffin nails together to form a supernatural weapon of his own. In this way, the rules of the two supernatural items are complicated. It is difficult for people to figure out how to use it even if they hold it, and it is indeed young and promising for him to obtain these two supernatural items."
The mysterious man smiled meaningfully: "It's just a pity, it's not good to grow up like anyone else, but 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."
There was a crisp ticking sound from behind him, the sound was made by the clock running.
It's just that this kind of time is obviously being adjusted faster, and the time travels very quickly.
Behind this person, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath.
Because just now Liu Baimu's head was crushed and thrown out.
In the words of this person, Liu Baimu has only one head left, unable to control the ghost, and it is useless after resurrection.
So Liu Baimu died.
Because there is no resurrection value.
"I need two errand runners. If you do what you are supposed to do, I can keep you alive and well." The dangerous middle-aged man turned around with a smile on his face.
It's not scary, but it makes people feel chills.
This guy is definitely the murderer of the previous era, but for some unknown reason, he was trapped in the dungeon of the Wang family's ancient house by accident, 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. If things get serious, it will be very dangerous, and you should also have relatives, descendants, You have to think about them." Zhang Qing bit the bullet and said.
"You can't understand what I'm going to do. Right or wrong is not important, what matters is the result, and I do want to see some old friends again, if they are still alive."
"Also, my name is Chen Qiaoyang. I don't have a code name as you said. I only have a nickname that was often called before. I remember it was Shepherd."
"Ghost shepherd, Chen Qiaoyang."
"You can call me Ghost Shepherd or Chen Qiaoyang, I don't mind, don't forget it wrong."
This dangerous middle-aged man spoke 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 can remember the name of a person who died in a ghostly state.
"Ghost Shepherd, Chen Qiaoyang?"
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong recited silently in their hearts, wrote down the name, and prepared to ask friends in the circle to look it up.
Now is the information age, one name can find all the background information of this person, and one code name can find some previous ghost files.
During the conversation.
Yang Jian on the street had already looked away. He left here with his team and disappeared without a trace.
And this man named Chen Qiaoyang also turned around and returned to the old house.
Inside the old house.
There are a few strange figures wandering and wandering.
Seems to be directed at him.
"It's interesting that the second generation of the Wang family lived together and died together. It's a pity that the third generation of your family is too timid. If it's an old ghost from your Wang family's generation, I really have nothing to do."
Chen Qiaoyang sneered, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)nbsp; Yang Jian on the street had already withdrawn his gaze. He left here with his team and disappeared without a trace.
And this man named Chen Qiaoyang also turned around and returned to the old house.
Inside the old house.
There are a few strange figures wandering and wandering.
Seems to be directed at him.
"It's interesting that the second generation of the Wang family lived together and died together. It's a pity that the third generation of your family is too timid. If it's an old ghost from your Wang family's generation, I really have nothing to do."
Chen Qiaoyang sneered, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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