Mysterious recovery

"I can't live long. Without a body, it's not enough to prolong the time of death by cursing the pendulum clock. That Yang Jian is really ruthless. He directly used supernatural items to deal with me, and didn't give me a chance to deal with it..."

He felt that he was wronged.

But also feel helpless.

The confrontation of ghost masters is like this, anyone has a chance to kill the other, it depends on whether you seize the opportunity or not.

"Do you have any good ideas now?" Zhang Qing hesitated, looked at the head and asked.

Liu Baimu had his eyes closed all the time, and he was also thinking about this question.

It's just that judging from the current situation, he is more than auspicious, and he is probably going to die here.

"No idea." He fell silent after saying this.

Maybe you have accepted this cruel reality.

I am about to die.

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong looked at each other in blank dismay, they never expected that Liu Baimu would have such a desperate day.

Is that Yang Jian really that scary?

After they restarted, they lost the memory of that half hour, so they hadn't really fought against Yang Jian's team, and naturally they didn't experience the feeling of being easily killed in despair.

Time passed little by little.

However, when the time in the old house came to a certain moment again, the strange bell came again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A dull and loud bell echoed throughout the old house, spreading to every corner, and even the sound of the pendulum clock could be faintly heard outside the old house.

"The sound of the pendulum clock is coming again." Yang Jian, who was waiting on the third floor of the ancient house, shuddered when he heard this sound.

He immediately took out his pocket watch, noting the time in the old house at this moment.

At this moment, the unthinkable happened again.

The minute hand on the pocket watch was being moved by an invisible force, moving forward quickly.

The time did not restart to half an hour ago like last time, but accelerated.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

He acted at six o'clock, and killed the other ghost masters in the ancient house again before 06:30, and now the time is seven o'clock.

Now with the ringing of the bell this time, the time in the ancient house is moving forward unexpectedly.

The time quickly came to 07:30.

This is the time on the pocket watch.

But the time in the outside world still hasn't changed, because the supernatural power of the pendulum clock can only affect this old house, even if outsiders hear the bell outside this old house, nothing will happen.

The bells echoing in the old house quickly disappeared.

"There is no movement, everything is normal, and the person who was killed just now has not come back to life."

"There's nothing wrong with us either."

"Wait, there is a signal, and Li Yang's location has been found."

Feng Quan, Tong Qian, and Huang Ziya arranged different tasks respectively. They were vigilant about their surroundings and themselves, looking for Li Yang, but in the end they suddenly got a signal from Li Yang after the bell rang.

"It's good that those people haven't been resurrected. Contact Li Yang and prepare to evacuate the ancient house. Don't worry about the few fish that slipped through the net for now. The time in this place is indeed out of order. I'm afraid I'll get lost if I stay here any longer."

Yang Jian decided to evacuate after the restart incident was over.

The others nodded in agreement.

The effect of this action has already been achieved, and it is really not worth taking the risk.

But just as they were about to leave, when they passed the stairs on the third floor, the door that had disappeared and reappeared strangely appeared in front of their eyes.

The old wooden door was slightly open, and inside was a steep step leading upstairs.

The steps are narrow and oppressive, and only one person is allowed to pass.

"It's the door that disappeared before. That ghost just entered here." Feng Quan stopped abruptly.

Yang Jian glanced at it, shook the cracked golden spear in his hand, and thought for a while; "Don't worry about it, I don't want to repeat the supernatural incident in Room 301."

The incident in Room 301 in Dachuan City almost killed him last time, so now he leads a team and naturally dare not go deep into such a weird room.

In case the door disappears after the next bell rings, wouldn't the whole team be trapped inside?

"That's right, there's no need to risk your life." Feng Quan nodded and looked away.

No longer curious about this place.

But when they were about to leave.

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, as if someone was slowly walking down from above.

The footsteps are dull and consistent, giving people a stiff feeling.

"A living person can't make this kind of footsteps." Yang Jian gestured to keep everyone away.

"If the ghost inside wanders out, I'll deal with it."

He decided to take another look.

However soon.

Yang Jian saw a headless corpse in modern clothes slowly walking down the dark and cramped stairwell step by step.

That was... Liu Baimu's body.

But the body is here, the head is gone.

The corpse comes out.

The spear in Yang Jian's hand had already been thrust out.

The suppression of the coffin nails was formed instantly, and there was no room for resistance.

The corpse lost its movement and fell to the ground in an instant.

"It's Liu Baimu's body, which is in the recovery stage of the ghost." Yang Jian immediately understood what was going on.

Liu Baimu, who had escaped just now, walked up the stairs, but was killed by his own hatchet curse on the way.

"It's just that there should be more than Liu Baimu walking alone." Yang Jian thought for a while, and his ghost shadow covered him, trying to trigger the media to see how many people entered the room.

However, when the media triggered it, he saw Liu Baimu, Zhang Qing in the wheelchair, and Wan Tong.

In addition, he also saw the lifeless middle-aged man standing on the steps.

and many more.

Sudden.

The medium was disturbed, and thick blood seeped out from the wall on the stairs like black ink, gradually eroding the picture in front of him.

The medium is interrupted and the picture disappears.

Yang Jian took a step back subconsciously, feeling an indescribable danger.

"The medium of the hatchet has no way to extend, it seems to be isolated by a more special spiritual force."

at the same time.

After the bell in the ancient house rang.

Behind the desk in that dark, gloomy cell.

I don't know when a strange figure suddenly appeared. That figure was sitting in front of the desk, slightly immersed in writing something, and at the same time, the other half of the content of the symbol-like notes on the desk gradually emerged.

This content is like broken strokes being completed, making the unrecognizable handwriting recognizable.

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong on the side didn't know it, they were still looking around, looking for the source of the bell.

Obviously, he did not find the position of the pendulum clock.

Swish!

With the disappearance of the bell, everything returned to silence, but the subtle movement that suddenly appeared behind attracted the attention of two people.

It was the sound of a pen writing.

It's very subtle, but it's especially obvious in this extremely quiet environment.

Both of them tensed up instantly.

"Is there someone on the table behind you?"

Such an idea popped up in their minds at the same time.

Chapter 858 A Maniac

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong listened to the second ringing of the bell in the depths of the cell, but this time the time in the old house no longer restarted, but moved forward.

Moving forward didn't seem to change anything, and the two of them naturally didn't lose their memories.

But after the bell, it brought some unimaginable and weird changes to the cell.

At this moment, there was a strange figure in front of the desk that was originally empty.

The man lowered his head slightly, as if he was writing something in the notebook on the table, smeared with sticky black ink, lines of blurred handwriting appeared, and there were rustling sounds in the silent surroundings.

This movement immediately attracted the attention of two people.

They turned around cautiously, tense all over.

"Could it be a person? Obviously there was no one just now, it should have appeared after the bell rang..." Wan Tong's throat moved, and he stared at the person in front of the desk.

Zhang Qing observed carefully.

The person sitting in front of the desk seems to be in his 50s or [-]s, his temples are white, his yellow hands are slightly thin, and he maintains an almost rigid movement to maintain 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.

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

"Whether it's human or not, it's very abnormal. Let's get out of here." Zhang Qing looked serious.

In this environment, there is nothing normal at all, all of which involve supernatural horrors.

If it wasn't for finding the pendulum clock and avoiding Yang Jian's attack, they wouldn't have come to this place at all.

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

Liu Baimu's head regained consciousness at this time, he also observed the person in front of the desk, and reminded Zhang Qing.

"Even if the ghost master who was lost in the past is probably dead at this time, maybe he is now a real ghost. It is extremely risky to approach rashly." Zhang Qing hesitated.

"It's really nothing if there are no clues, as long as you avoid Yang Jian's pursuit and survive."

He is not ambitious and dare not ask extravagantly.

Liu Baimu said: "It's so naive, the battle between the ghost masters is life-and-death, if you don't want to find a way to master the secrets of this ancient house, then you don't have the capital to fight against Yang Jian, and Yang Jian will leave here one day He will still hunt you down, he has already killed you once, and you are already on the death list on his side."

"Maybe when you go out later, you will see yourself being wanted all over the world, and it's only a matter of time before you get killed."

"What Liu Baimu said makes sense." Wan Tong nodded approvingly.

Zhang Qing's complexion changed. He had also considered this kind of problem, but he didn't think about it deeply, and he also knew that the reason why Liu Baimu didn't let the two of them feel so comfortable was because he wanted to use himself to find the pendulum clock and restart it. For once, let yourself come alive.

Each has its own thoughts.

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

"Then go and have a look." Zhang Qing took a deep breath and was changed by Liu Baimu and Wan Tong.

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

Wan Tong nodded.

Liu Baimu, who had only one head left, didn't say anything more.

If you really encounter danger that you can't deal with, you must run for your life.

After getting close.

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