Mysterious recovery

"It's not you, but everyone in this city, including you, of course." Li Jun said with a blunt tone and a businesslike attitude.

Chapter 855 Regression

Wang Chaling didn't seem to be trusted by the headquarters. Li Jun's purpose in coming to Dadong City was not to restrain Yang Jian, but to stare at him, which was a bit unexpected.

According to Wang Chaling's guess, Li Jun should have come to contain Yang Jian.

After all, Yang Jian has always been a thorn in the side. Not only is it difficult to deal with, but also his spirit is not stable.

But at this moment, Yang Jian didn't know that Li Jun was drinking tea with Wang Chaling.

He is very busy now.

There are many ghost masters who have been cursed by the pendulum clock hiding in the restarted old house.

After Yang Jian cleared the first floor of the ancient house, he started to clean the second floor of the ancient house.

He's going to kill those people again in half an hour.

The structure of the second floor of the ancient house is relatively simple. There is a back-shaped corridor and old and dilapidated rooms. These rooms are not inhabited. Only a few rooms have some simple furniture and beds. It was all covered with dust, and it was obvious that no one had lived here for long.

Even the ghost masters who have suffered the curse of the pendulum clock dare not stay here for long.

Once the ghost pendulum clock rings, some unbelievable and strange things will happen in the old house. Some people will get lost in the old house, and some people will suffer incomprehensible ghosts and die here.

If it weren't for the pendulum clock curse that could prevent the ghost from reviving, no one would want to stay here.

The cleaning of the second floor has begun.

"stop."

suddenly.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Jian signaled to everyone that their team's actions were relaxed and safe, and they did not encounter any obstacles in their sweep all the way, but at this moment his voice became serious.

"Ok?"

Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, Xiong Wenwen and that ghost boy who was neither human nor ghost all stopped in their tracks.

"There is a situation..." Feng Quan frowned without warning.

He sensed something was wrong.

There seemed to be an uneasy feeling, as if some kind of danger was haunting the vicinity.

This is the induction of the ghost master.

Although Yang Jian's ghost eyes were disturbed and unable to use the ghost domain, he still peeked around, with almost no blind spots. His eyes looked at a room with an open wooden door opposite.

The room was dark and dark, unable to see clearly.

But at the door of that room, a lifeless middle-aged man who walked out of a portrait was standing there, looking at this side with empty and dead eyes.

No.

That should not be looking at this side, but towards this side.

That kind of gaze is not the gaze of looking at things at all, but simply facing this way, like a dead person facing the sky.

Even so, everyone still felt a kind of creepy horror.

This feeling is like being targeted by an extremely vicious ghost.

"When... there was nothing standing there just now, why did it appear all of a sudden, are you targeting us now? Or did we trigger a certain ghost's killing pattern after we came to the second floor, and lured the ghost into come out?"

Feng Quan felt a little surprised.

Because this kind of thing appeared on the opposite side, only a dozen meters away.

"Pay attention to the clothes on that thing, it's not modern, which means that it wasn't formed by the recovery of ghosts after the death of the ghost master, but it's not the dressing style of the Republic of China period, it's about 90s."

Yang Jian stared at the lifeless middle-aged man standing in front of the door, and tried to analyze something through the only few features.

"Do you want to predict it?" Xiong Wenwen became nervous; "It will be very dangerous if that ghost really targets us."

"No need. It's normal for a ghost to wander around in an ancient house. This phenomenon has happened once or twice. If we are not being targeted by this ghost, we should ignore it." Yang Jian said.

The situation in ancient houses is complicated, not only for people, but also for ghosts.

It is impossible for ghosts to kill people wantonly in this place, unless you are particularly unlucky and bump into it.

Otherwise, the peculiarity of the ancient house itself would interfere with the execution of Li Gui's law of killing.

This point was not summed up by Yang Jian, but Liao Fan's understanding of the ancient house in his memory.

"Ghost, disappeared...the door also disappeared."

suddenly.

At this moment, the weird ghost standing in front of the door was gradually engulfed by the darkness behind him, his figure gradually blurred, and then dissipated in front of his eyes like a black mist, and at the same time, the door behind him also disappeared.

After disappearing, there is only a corridor left on the opposite side, and the blue brick wall beside the corridor.

The walls are black, dark and damp, and the color tone is slightly different from the surrounding walls.

"It's another unexplainable supernatural phenomenon." Yang Jian said.

"Since it's all right, let's move on."

at the same time.

One on the third floor does not exist on the steps in the old house.

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong walked carefully with Liu Baimu's head.

The steps are very steep, and the corridors are so narrow that only one person can pass through them, and looking up, the steps seem to be endless, and there is no way to finish them forever.

"Something's wrong, this staircase seems endless." Even if his reaction was slow, after walking for a while, Zhang Qing immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"The supernatural power has affected this place, and it is impossible to complete this step by normal methods." Wan Tong was silent for a while, and his expression became serious.

They are all ghost masters.

This particular situation is not uncommon, and it would be strange if everything went smoothly.

Liu Baimu's head was so pale that there was no trace of blood on his face, but he was not dead yet. He survived strangely for a long time after being beheaded by Yang Jian's trigger medium, but his condition seemed to be very bad. His face often changes, as if he is out of control, and looks extraordinarily pervasive.

He tried hard to recall, and recalled a lot of information he had come into contact with before.

The pendulum clock curse has existed for a long time. Liu Baimu is not the first group of explorers, and he has also received some information reminders from his predecessors.

"What should I do now? Are you going to turn around and go back?" Zhang Qing's steps were stiff and his body swayed, as if he was about to fall at any moment, but he already had the idea of ​​retreating in his heart.

If you continue to be trapped here, you will die sooner or later.

Liu Baimu thought of something at the moment, and immediately said: "Don't look back, close your eyes, and try to walk backwards."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Qing was taken aback.

Liu Baimu said: "Don't ask why, I don't know, I only know that this is the information left by the predecessors, I don't know who left it, I only know that someone used this method to walk up a strange staircase , I think this is what the strange staircase refers to, you do as I said."

"Okay, then try your method." Zhang Qing nodded.

He closed his eyes with Wan Tong behind him.

Instead of turning around, the two started to back up and walk down the steps.

Step by step, the number of steps is silently recited in my heart.

One step, two steps... When the number of steps reached ten, Wan Tong's face froze and his face froze.

His back suddenly hit a hard and cold wall.

This wall seemed to appear suddenly. It hadn't been discovered after walking at least a few hundred steps before, but it appeared after retreating ten steps.

Another incomprehensible situation.

"There's a wall behind me, and I can't go any further."

The next moment, Zhang Qing also bumped into Wan Tong's body, Wan Tong said immediately before he asked.

"Maybe we found the way, open your eyes." Zhang Qing immediately opened his eyes and turned around.

The two of them immediately saw a rusty iron door standing behind them.

A dim yellow lamp hung on the door frame of the iron gate. The light seemed to be extinguished at any moment. The light could only cover the iron gate and could no longer spread out.

"This iron door has never been seen before. The doors in ancient houses are usually wooden doors..." Wan Tong touched and found the door handle. He shook it, and his face suddenly changed.

"The door is not locked, it can be opened, and it has been opened before, and the door gap does not fit well."

Liu Baimu urged: "Go in and have a look, there is no turning back now, don't hesitate, even if you can't find the president, you can hide from Yang Jian's pursuit by hiding inside, there is no problem in surviving."

"That's right. If you hide in, Yang Jian doesn't know the rules. Even if you find the entrance, you will be trapped on the steps. We can indeed guarantee our safety by going inside." Zhang Qing was relieved at first, but then I got nervous again.

Because there may be new dangers in it, so I can't help being sloppy.

But because there was no retreat, the two of them pushed open the heavy rusty iron door and walked into this unknown place without much hesitation.

This is a place that has never been explored.

Chapter 856 The Clock That Existed in the Past

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong, who were cursed by the pendulum clock, took Liu Baimu's pale head and walked through the strange steps, opened the rusty iron door and entered an unknown room.

It's not so much a room as it is another peculiar place.

A quiet, dark passage.

On both sides of the aisle are rusty iron fences, these iron fences are separated from each other, forming individual small rooms.

It looked like...a prison cell.

"Why is there a cell in this ancient house?" Zhang Qing's eyes showed surprise.

"I've never heard of rumors that there are prison cells in the ancient house before. This is a strange place that has not been discovered, and judging from the size of this place, it seems to be larger than the entire ancient house." The man called Wan The copper ghost rider looked at it, puzzled.

Of course, he is not the only one who has such doubts.

Liu Baimu, who only had a head left, was in a bad state at the moment. He often closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep, but he opened them immediately after hearing the movement and looked around.

Liu Baimu's pale face moved slightly: "This is a secret room among secret rooms. It's very secret. The owner who built this ancient house certainly didn't want this place to be discovered, so the prison cells here are not for detaining people, but for... ...to imprison the ghosts."

"This is a cell dedicated to holding ghosts."

"The cell where ghosts are held? How is it possible? There is no gold and no supernatural items to suppress them. How can this kind of cell hold ghosts?" Zhang Qing felt that Liu Baimu's speculation was unreasonable.

"I think this should be the cell where the living people were imprisoned in the past. Maybe there was some shady secret experiment here before." Wan Tong guessed.

Liu Baimu immediately said: "Look carefully at the gap between the iron fences. The gap is so big that a living person can get out by turning sideways, and all the cells don't have cell doors."

The two of them immediately discovered these subtle clues after being reminded.

These rusty iron cells do not have cell doors, and the gaps between the iron bars are so large that even grown men can slip in and out sideways.

The speculation that the living people were imprisoned was immediately shattered.

These cage-like rooms are indeed likely to be used to imprison ghosts.

"But I can't figure it out. How could such a perfunctory cell hold a real ghost." Zhang Qing frowned, and he tentatively stretched out his hand to shake a rusty iron pillar.

The entire iron fence shook, which showed that this thing was not strong.

"Maybe these cells were maintained by some kind of supernatural power before, but now that the supernatural power has disappeared, these things have become ordinary."

Liu Baimu said; "Don't waste too much time here, quickly search and see if you can find the pendulum clock, this old house has been searched everywhere, and there are not many places left that have not been searched. , maybe the pendulum clock is here or maybe it is.”

"I guess the pendulum clock in the old house can control the restart inside the old house. If I can master a little bit, not only can I come back to life, but you don't have to worry about being killed by Yang Jian outside again."

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong nodded.

Whether they like it or not, there is no way out at this time, so they can only bite the bullet and go on.

Continue to explore along the aisle between the cells on both sides.

The lights above the head were yellow and dim, and there was a vague smell of corpses in the air. This smell was accompanied by a cold and damp atmosphere, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Along the way, the depths of the cells on both sides were hidden in darkness, except for the corridors that were covered by lights.

The surroundings were silent, and the quiet was somewhat depressing.

In this environment, the nerves of the three people are tense.

Because it is not surprising that there is a supernatural event in this kind of place.