Mysterious recovery

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 it was out of control and could not operate normally. up.

But 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 got the time when the pendulum clock is controlling the time in the ancient house?"

"No, the 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.

But 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 movement 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 happens, the more we have to leave. The ghost won't let us leave. The old house has changed again. The time has become irregular and chaotic. We can't stay in this place anymore. Even if we haven't found Li Yang, we have to leave first. .”

"This ghost won't let it go, so I'll imprison it here."

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

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

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

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 killing pattern and is targeted, he can resist the attack of the ghost. After all, he is already a different kind now, not a pure ghost master.

However, things did not happen as expected.

After Yang Jian approached, the ghost standing in front of the iron gate started to move again. The ghost seemed to get out of the way and walked to the side.

"Get out of the way? Is it a 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 way had gone away, he didn't want to waste time on this unknown ghost, and he had a vague feeling that this ghost seemed to have something different from this ancient house. relationship, otherwise it would not often appear inside the ancient house.

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

This is rather strange.

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

Although it was night, there were still pedestrians on the street, street lights outside and the sound of car horns could be heard.

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

"Finally came out. I'm so exhausted. It's already past eight o'clock. Go to bed and go back to sleep. My mother said that children who sleep late will not grow tall." Xiong Wenwen cheered and jumped up. He is not timid at all. Would like to stay in the old house.

"The movement inside is still going on, and it looks very strange." Feng Quan said with a suppressed voice.

The loud noise inside the ancient house could be heard from the outside, as if the house was being demolished, which attracted the attention of many passers-by.

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

He looked at a building in the distance.

It seemed that he could see the inside of the top floor of the building through layers of barriers.

When preparing to use the ghost domain to transfer everyone.

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

"Ah." A woman cried out in pain and fell to the ground after being hit by that thing.

"Who threw something at us?" A woman next to him complained angrily.

However, when the thing rolled down in the middle of the road and was reflected by the street lamp next to it, his anger suddenly turned into panic, and he no longer dared to complain.

Because it was a pale human head...

"what!"

The scream came, which attracted the attention of some people around, and many people stopped and looked at it in surprise.

But what they saw was two women who collapsed and ran away.

"Ok?"

Yang Jian turned around indifferently, peeping with ghostly eyes, and saw the dead head flying out of the old house.

This dead head is... Liu Baimu.

he died.

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

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

The third floor of the old house.

At a broken window, a strange figure hovered there, as if peeping out.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

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

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

A child hiding among the crowd, like a dead baby, trotted over barefoot, picked up the dead head that belonged to Liu Baimu and rolled on the road, and then ran back immediately.

Yang Jian glanced at it.

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 ones who can do this are ghosts or ghost masters.

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 shouldn't have died after being chopped off by me. He should have died later, so 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 figured out everything in the ancient house long ago, so he wouldn't 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 peeping at Yang Jian on the street outside.

The supernatural power that affects the old 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."

"Don't worry, the countdown has already started, I will go to him soon to find out something."

There was a crisp ticking sound behind him, the sound was made by the clock running.

It's just that this kind of time is obviously being adjusted faster, and 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 this person's words, 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 should do, I can keep you alive and well." The dangerous middle-aged man turned around with a smile on his face.

Not scary, but chilling.

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.

"What I'm about to do you can't understand, 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 the code name you mentioned. I only have a nickname that was often called in the past. 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.

It belongs to a forgotten name and nickname, which no one remembers or knows.

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

"Ghost Shepherd, Chen Qiaoyang?"

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong recited silently in their hearts, wrote down the name, and prepared to ask their 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 past ghost files.

In conversation.

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 hovering and wandering.

It seemed to be aimed at him.

"The second-generation couple of the Wang family lived together and died together. It's interesting. Unfortunately, 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.

Chapter 8: The Wooden Stool Blocking the Way

Follow Yang Jian and others to leave the old house.

In the supernatural circle, a photo was quickly circulated. In the photo, Yang Jian was holding Liu Baimu's headless corpse with one hand, and his cold dead head that had no breath in the other.

In addition, there are Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya and others in the photo.

"Liu Baimu in that old house in Dadong City was killed by Yang Jian, tsk tsk, it's really interesting, it should be less than two hours since Yang Jian spoke."

Someone left a message on the supernatural website, which is an anonymous diving party.

"After offending Ghost Eye Yang Jian, you still want to leave? Who is Liu Baimu? Mr. Fang in the circle of friends is dead. What kind of thing is he? If he can last for two hours, it can be regarded as embarrassing him."

The netizen who commented on this said: I have a plan.

"Liu Baimu is dead. It is estimated that the people he assembled have also been taken away. However, Team Yang seems to have suffered a loss. Two of his teammates are missing from the photo."

"One seems to be Zhang Han, who was killed by Liao Fan and Xu Feng before, and the other Li Yang is also missing. It seems that Yang Jian, the ghost eye, also suffered damage in this fight."

There were also two people who knew the inside information and started discussing with each other.