Mysterious recovery

It's hard to imagine that what happened today has been spread on the supernatural website in less than half a day.

However, this kind of intelligence ability is not surprising. The attention paid to ghost masters is unprecedented. Once a person like Yang Jian makes a big move, there will be satellite surveillance over his head, and intelligence personnel will sneak into Dachang City. investigation.

"It's so boring. I really want to find someone to fight. Do you have an appointment? You can choose the location and the number of people you want." The person who left the message is called: Master Ye of Dahai City.

But after people in the circle saw this ID, no one responded to him.

At this moment.

Dadong City, the top floor of Ning'an Building.

"boom!"

There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and Liu Baimu's distorted dead head rolled to the ground, until it rolled down to the floor-to-ceiling window, under the leather shoes of a man in a suit.

Wang Chaling turned around slightly, and glanced at the dark place ahead.

In the darkness, figures floated, and Yang Jian stepped out of the shadows, red light flickering in his pitch-black eyes.

"You have something to hide from me. You know that the pendulum clock in the old house can restart the time, so you deliberately gave me this pocket watch." Yang Jian said in a cold voice.

"But for Team Yang, Liu Baimu died at your hands, didn't he?"

Wang Chaling smiled slightly: "I know that with your ability, Team Yang, it will be a matter of time before they are killed, but I didn't expect you to move so fast, Team Yang."

"Disappointed you?" Yang Jian said.

"No, it exceeded my estimate to a great extent. I still underestimated you, Team Yang," Wang Chaling said.

Yang Jian threw out the pocket watch in his hand: "Return this thing to you. Besides, there is something wrong with your old house. You can deal with it yourself. I don't have time to play here with you. I have more important things to attend to."

Wang Chaling took the pocket watch and looked at the time on it, his face changed slightly.

"You're gone, what about your teammate?" After speaking, he threw the pocket watch back; "Maybe you should take your teammate out before leaving."

"He has the ability to survive, I'm not worried." Yang Jian said.

Li Yang's self-protection ability is very strong, he only needs to find a room to avoid the attack of ghosts.

Wang Chaling said: "You should be worried, because the old house has changed, it is no longer safe, it has become very dangerous, because someone broke the balance of the old house, now it is not your business alone."

"You think it's my responsibility?" Yang Jian frowned.

"At least you have to wait until the matter is clarified before you leave, Team Yang. After all, this matter is very involved. If the ancient house really gets out of control, not only your teammate will die, but Dadong City will also suffer unimaginable supernatural events. An attack, no one wants to see that."

Wang Chaling sighed, with some helplessness in his tone.

"You also know that I'm a waste, and I'm far behind Team Yang in terms of ability."

"..."

A captain-level figure actually said that he is a waste, this is no longer modest, but a little neurotic.

"Also, Li Jun has come. I greeted Captain Li before, and he is also very concerned about the matter of the ancient house." Wang Chaling added suddenly.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jian frowned immediately.

Obviously, whether it is Wang Chaling or Li Jun sent by the headquarters, they all know more about the ancient house than themselves, so they attach so much importance to it.

"Where is Junjun Li?" Yang Jian asked.

"I only know that he is still in Dadong City. I don't know where he is or what he is doing. After all, I can't control him." Wang Chaling turned around and looked out the window.

The tall building overlooked Dadong City, and his gaze was directed in the direction of the ancient house.

The reason why Wang Chaling's building was chosen here is because standing here can see the location of the old house, which is convenient for monitoring the movement of the old house at all times.

At this time, his eyes moved slightly, and the uneasiness in his heart magnified.

"Look, the street lights on the street outside the old house have gone out."

Yang Jian turned around and looked.

indeed.

At this moment, the streetlights on the street outside the ancient house have been extinguished, but not all of them are extinguished. There are still lights on at the street and at the end of the street, which shows that the extinguishment of the streetlights on that street is not a problem with the wiring, nor is it a problem with power outages. Instead, the street lights in the area near the old house suffered some kind of interference and could not be turned on.

"The spirit has spread, and the old house can no longer trap the things inside. What I was most worried about happened in the end." Wang Chaling said.

"In addition to Liu Baimu and others, there are other people in the ancient house. Do you know what's going on?" Yang Jian asked.

Wang Chaling didn't seem to choose to hide it this time and said: "I remember I told you before that although this old house belongs to my Wang family, I don't like living there. The reason is very simple. There are ghosts in the old house." , the real ghost, the pendulum clock interfered with the time in the old house to form a prison, in order to trap the ghosts in the old house, so that those things can't get out."

"What I'm most worried about is that someone will find the pendulum clock, restart the time in the old house, and release the imprisoned ghosts, so I asked my father to find the pendulum clock."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't find it, but at least you can't let others find it, but the ghost of the pendulum clock is a bit beyond my expectation. My father got lost in it and couldn't come back."

"But now, it seems that there is no need to worry about this. I can be sure that the pendulum clock has been found, and the time in the old house is being restored. If you look carefully at the time on the pocket watch, although it is disordered, it is not getting worse. It's time to get closer to reality."

Yang Jian opened his pocket watch again and looked at it.

indeed.

No matter how the time on the pocket watch changes, it is slowly approaching the real time.

"Once the time in the ancient house is correct, then the supernatural will overlap with reality, and you know what will happen at that time, Team Yang." Wang Chaling said.

Only at this moment did Yang Jian understand why the time on the pocket watch kept beating.

"Someone manipulated the pendulum clock. When re-calibrating the old house? Bring the ghosts imprisoned in the past to the present?" Yang Jian said.

Wang Chaling smiled: "Talking to Captain Yang is to save your worries. This is indeed the case now, because the pendulum clock occasionally restarts out of control, so the imprisoned ghosts must avoid the time of restarting. For example, it is eight o'clock sharp, there will be absolutely no ghosts in the old house, if you push the time back by one minute, or even ten seconds, ghosts might appear."

"Only at the right time can you meet a specific ghost. This is the secret of my Wang family's ancient house."

As soon as these words came out, not only Yang Jian, but also Feng Quan, Tong Qian and several other teammates behind him also felt a sense of horror.

This is not an old house, it is simply a ghost prison, but the Wang family used the supernatural power of the pendulum clock to stagger the time in the old house and put different ghosts in different time periods.

Now someone re-checks the time, then ghosts from different time periods will come to reality.

"How many ghosts are there?" Yang Jian's face became serious.

"Within one hour, how many time slots can you divide apart from the hour and half hour?" Wang Chaling said.

At this time, Xiong Wenwen, who loves mathematics, began to count.

One hour, six 10 minutes, a total of 550 seconds, excluding the two time points of the hour and the hour and a half, if one is one second, then there are [-] eight time points.

"Damn, three thousand five hundred and fifty eight time points." Xiong Wenwen exclaimed.

"Of course it is impossible for my Wang family to fill all the time points with ghosts in custody, but there are absolutely no fewer time points where there are dangers, and the proofreading has already begun. I don't know who has mastered the pendulum clock, but I hope Yang The team can join forces with me to kill that guy and prevent this potential S-level supernatural event from happening."

"No, if it is completely out of control, this may be an SS-level supernatural event."

After finishing speaking, Wang Chaling came over and extended his hand to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's eyes moved, and he still shook hands: "It's not a problem to join forces, but I won't do things that I'm not sure about. Besides, this matter got out of control because of your negligence. If you get rid of Liu Baimu sooner Those people would never have had such a thing happen."

"You must be selfish."

"Everyone has selfishness. There are no perfect and noble people in this world. What do you think, Team Yang?" Wang Chaling smiled and said, "I hope this cooperation will be happy."

"We need to cooperate with sincerity. My entire team has been brought here. What about your people?" Yang Jian said.

Wang Chaling said: "The three generations of my Wang family add up to five people, no worse than your team."

Done.

The terrifying figures of two old men were reflected on the glass behind him. The two old men were thin, wrinkled, lifeless, and extremely frightening.

"It's not enough." Yang Jian said: "The pendulum clock existed in the past. Those who can move the pendulum clock will definitely restart it, or they can restart it. The number of people can only help, not play a decisive role."

"What if I'm included?"

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded, the voice was like a burnt throat, hoarse and piercing, very uncomfortable to hear.

A tall man with a rich complexion and a strange breath came out of the eerie green light.

This person came suddenly, as if appearing out of thin air.

"Li Jun?"

Yang Jian stared at him: "You seem to have changed a bit after the ghost painting incident."

"It's okay, you are much more mature than before." Li Jun said with a numb expression.

The two had met a long time ago, and strictly speaking they were old acquaintances.

"How about the follow-up of the ghost painting?" Yang Jian asked: "The evil painting should not be solved yet."

"It's enough to get it under control," Li Jun said.

Wang Chaling said: "Three captains team up, what do you think the winning rate is?"

"Maybe it will be destroyed."

Yang Jian said: "People who will restart are very difficult to deal with. What's more, the ancient house is still out of control, and we face more dangers than imagined."

"You are still cautious as always, don't waste time, act now, and solve this matter before the danger spreads." Li Jun said.

"The more anxious you are, the easier it is to make mistakes. I warned you about the ghost painting incident last time." Yang Jian said in a deep voice.

Li Jun said, "Do you have any suggestions?"

"At least prepare enough containers to hold the ghosts, and seal off this area." Yang Jian said.

Wang Chaling said: "I will arrange for the people who are under arrest to do this matter, and there will be no delay in action."

"Li Jun, Yang Jian, Wang Chaling, all of you wait a moment, I have something I don't know if I should say it or not." Suddenly, Feng Quan came out of the darkness at this time, his face was a little dignified.

"Feng Quan, what's the matter?" Li Jun asked.

Feng Quan pointed to the door here: "That stool is not the furniture here."

The door at the door was open, and the lights in the aisle were dimmed for some unknown reason at this time, and the lights in the distance were still flickering on and off.

An old red wooden stool was placed at the door at this time, blocking the way in and out.

Ok?

The three of them looked at the old mahogany stool with unison.

Obviously, this wooden stool is not furniture on this floor, and the red wooden stool has a strange smell, which seems to involve supernatural power.

"There are also here." Suddenly, Huang Ziya pointed behind her.

An aisle behind him leads to the direction of the toilet. In the middle of the not-so-wide aisle, there is also a red wooden bench placed there horizontally, blocking the way.

"It's here too."

On the floor where everyone was on, there was also this red wooden bench in the aisle in the middle, which was also placed horizontally, and it appeared very strangely, without any signs or sensations.

"Spiritual events have eroded here?" Li Jun's face moved slightly.

"There are ghosts in this building, and it's very unusual." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, and then he became alert.

The supernatural power that makes the three captains unresponsive is definitely not trivial.

"It's not so unlucky, Dadong City is so big, and here is a building with hundreds of floors, why do supernatural events happen here? Coincidence?" Tong Qian looked around, with a little bit of surprise.

Wang Chaling said slowly, "Maybe the ghost was driven here by someone after he left the old house."

"Similar to the ghost-attracting effect of the white ghost candle?" Li Jun asked immediately.

"Perhaps a more powerful method." Wang Chaling said.

Yang Jian said, "What do you know?"

"It's hard to say, I'm not sure yet." Wang Chaling shook his head.

"Let's not discuss these things for now, let's deal with the supernatural event in front of us first." Li Jun strode towards the red wooden bench at the door.

Yang Jian and Wang Chaling watched without saying a word.

They all knew that Li Jun was testing first.

This is the case with supernatural events. Someone needs to take a risk and test before he can act.

If they act together rashly, they will only suffer from spiritual attacks collectively and cause unnecessary losses.

Under the dim light, the long wooden benches were brightly colored, scarlet like blood, and seemed to be glowing slightly red, which was particularly eye-catching.

After Li Jun approached, nothing happened, nor did he encounter any danger.

He frowned, and kicked the long red wooden bench away.

The kick was so strong that the red wooden stool flew out and fell to the corridor in the distance without any movement.