Mysterious recovery

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 light of the yellow desk lamp next to him.

"Stop."

The two of them froze in their hearts, and immediately stopped their movements.

It seemed that their movement attracted this weird man with closed eyes, and now that they stopped moving, the man seemed to have fallen into 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 original intermittent, password-like notes can be seen clearly at this time.

There is a sentence written on the notebook: Anyone who sees this notebook, please cover the notebook. This is a cursed notebook, please do not open it again.

This sentence is like a hint, but also like a call for help.

After seeing these words, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong paused for a moment, feeling an inexplicable anxiety in their hearts.

Because they were so courageous just now, they rummaged through the desk, not expecting that this notebook is actually a supernatural item that can make people suffer curses.

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

"According to the above instructions, try to see what will happen." Liu Baimu said immediately with only one head left.

"It's too reckless. Maybe it's a trap. This person can tell right away that something is wrong. What if we touch this notebook and a ghost attacks us?" Zhang Qing hesitated, not wanting to take the risk.

To put it bluntly, they are greedy for life and afraid of death.

However, the members of the Curse of the Pendulum Clock are all afraid of death, and they are timid in doing things, so they can't make a big deal.

"You are also ghost masters. If a ghost attacks you, you may not necessarily die. What are you afraid of?"

Liu Baimu said coldly: "Close the notebook and see what will happen. We need to explore the secrets of the ancient house. If we don't do anything, we 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 you can't pose a threat. "

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

Although he was timid, he was not brainless.

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

Zhang Qing's eyes flickered, but he was still hesitant.

Wan Tong on the side said: "We've come to this point, let's give it a try. Liu Baimu is right. At worst, we will run away if we encounter danger. We are not in charge. We need to deal with supernatural events, which cannot be beat." There is no problem in escaping."

He was already moving as he spoke.

Carefully reaching out to pick up the notebook in front of this strange man with closed eyes, and closed it.

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

soon.

Wan Tong put down the notebook again, not daring to take it away.

After closing the notebook.

The man holding the pen and closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were a little dull, but as time passed, he was slowly recovering.

A strange smile appeared on that stiff face.

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

"Wrong, you should move this notebook. If you don't move, how can I go back to the present." However, the next moment, the weird man suddenly spoke, and he seemed a little happy.

Speak up?

Then it should be alive.

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

"An unlucky man 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 he is trapped by this notebook, unable to break free, only when he meets the right person at the right time. Only people have the opportunity to escape from this bondage."

The middle-aged man stood up slowly.

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

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

Because this person looks out of tune with the current personality, and looks like someone from the 80s in terms of clothing and attire.

if it is real.

Well the person has been stuck here for at least... decades.

But can ordinary people live so long?

Even the best ghost masters can't survive being trapped for decades.

"Ok?"

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

"This friend is interesting. Relying on the curse of the pendulum clock, did you interfere with your own time and prolong your death? But you can't live long with only one head left, and you will die in the end, but the wound on your neck..."

The middle-aged man strode over, grabbed Liu Baimu's head, and looked at his neck while holding his hair.

suddenly.

The middle-aged man let out a sneer: "Interesting, it's the wound from the hatchet. Was that thing still taken away?"

"It was taken away by a man named Yang Jian. His code name is Ghost Eye. He is the person in charge of Dachang City. We are being hunted down by a team led by him."

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

Looking at the situation, the escaped person seemed to know a lot of supernatural situations, and he could tell how his wound was caused at a glance.

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

"What generation is the Wang family now?"

"The third generation, the person in charge is Wang Chaling, the person in charge of Dadong City, a captain-level figure." Liu Baimu replied immediately, without any intention of hiding anything.

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

"Sure enough, the little guy who studied abroad still followed his father's path and became the third generation of the royal family, but it was only passed down to the third generation. It seems that I was not sleepy for as long as I thought."

Liu Baimu's heart trembled.

really.

My guess is right, this person is not a ghost master from the same era as me at all, but a relic from the previous era.

He also collected some information. Although Li Gui's recovery happened in recent years, someone had dealt with Li Gui as early as 20 years ago. It was just that the information was blocked at that time, and the disturbance was not serious, so he was not caught. With special attention, some plausible information can only be collected from some urban ghost stories passed down by word of mouth.

But those information can only be used as after-dinner stories to tell children and grandchildren, not as evidence.

"You guys are really interesting, looking for the pendulum clock and found this ghostly place. This is the dungeon of the Wang family. It is the place where several generations of the Wang family used to imprison ghosts. But looking at you like this, you can tell that the pendulum clock has not been found." The young man sneered mockingly.

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

"Of course I know, the pendulum clock is in this old 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 pendulum clock of the Wang family. The clock does not exist in the present, but in the past. Only those who have mastered the restart, or those who use the ability of the ghost to restart can Find where the pendulum clock is."

"So it is."

Hearing this, several people suddenly opened their eyes wide.

There are so many people looking for feelings for a long time, but they are doing useless work.

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

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

"what?"

Several people were astonished.

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

"This dungeon won't be able to hold these ghosts sooner or later. Why don't many people know this." He walked to the other end of the prison while talking.

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

"This is bad."

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

Unexpectedly, this is actually a lunatic who wants to release the ghosts imprisoned in this dungeon by several generations of the Wang family.

Although I don't know how many ghosts there are, it is obvious that there are not many.

If all these things are released, then Dadong City will be finished. What is this person thinking?

He is willing to do such a thing that hurts others and does not benefit himself.

If it were them, they would never take the initiative to release these ghosts, because it would also bring them a lot of trouble.

"This is a lunatic..." Several people had this thought in their hearts.

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

After a moment of silence, Zhang Qing's voice was somewhat helpless and remorseful.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a crashing sound in the dark dungeon.

The nearby iron fences were shaking and seemed to be collapsing.

Chapter 859 Chen Qiaoyang

"Captain, what do you think will be at the end of this step? The supernatural phenomenon that kept appearing before seems to be leading us into it."

On the third floor of the ancient house, Huang Ziya played with the thick black hair in front of her, her eyes always stayed on the narrow and 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 supernatural 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, there were muffled crashing sounds echoed inside the old house. The sound seemed like the walls were collapsing, and even the whole old house was shaking.

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 feeling that something is going to happen."

Everyone's expressions were terrified, and they 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.

now.

Yang Jian took another look at the pocket watch in his hand.