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"Did you find anything special?"
"No, everything on this table has been checked, and there is nothing else worthy of attention except for these few things on the table."
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong carefully explored the wooden table on one side.
Except for other suspicious places, the two of them once again focused their attention on the notes on the table.
The unreadable handwriting is like a symbol, and no matter how you read it, you can't recognize the content on it.
But out of caution, they didn't dare to take any of the items above at will, for fear of breaking a certain balance and making the situation here worse.
"If we don't find anything else, we shouldn't waste time here. We should find other ways and find a way to get out of this ghost place." Wan Tong said.
"Don't worry, we will definitely meet Yang Jian when we go out now. This place is very secret, and I believe it can avoid Yang Jian's attack, so we will stay here for a few days, and we will go out after the matter subsides."
Zhang Qing's idea is the opposite, he thinks this is a good shelter.
Although it looks dangerous and weird, it is relatively safe.
There is absolutely no way for Yang Jian to find this place.
"That's fine too. By the way, how is Liu Baimu? He won't live long like this." Wan Tong looked at the pale head on the table.
Liu Baimu's eyes were closed tightly, his breath was cold, and there was no movement, as if he had died.
"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 cruel enough. He directly used supernatural items to deal with me, and didn't give me a chance to deal with it ¡±
He felt he was wronged to lose.
But I also feel helpless.
The confrontation of ghost masters is like this, everyone 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 kept his eyes closed before, and he was also thinking about this problem.
It's just that judging from the current situation, he is more likely to die here than good.
"I have no idea." After he finished speaking, he fell silent.
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. Naturally, they hadn't experienced the feeling of being easily and already killed in despair.
Time passed little by little.
However, when the time in the ancient house came to a certain moment again, the weird 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 and noticed the time in the old house at this moment.
At this moment, something incredible happened again.
The minute hand on the pocket watch is 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 half past six, 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 half past seven.
This is the time on the pocket watch.
But the time outside 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 bell echoing in the ancient 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. Just ignore the few fish that slipped through the net for the time being. The time in this place is really chaotic. I'm afraid I will get lost if I continue to stay here."
Yang Jian decided to evacuate after the restart incident was over.
The others nodded approvingly.
The effect of this operation has already been achieved, and it is really not worth taking any more risks.
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, and 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 City 301 in Dachuan City almost killed him last time. Now that he leads the team, he 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 just when they were about to leave.
However, 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 will 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's Liu Baimu's body.
But the body is here, but the head is gone.
The corpse came 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 the body left by Liu Baimu, which is in the stage of reviving 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 on the way.
"It's just that Liu Baimu should be more than one person walking together." Yang Jian thought for a while, and his ghost shadow covered it, trying to trigger the medium 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.
etc.
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 me.
The media is interrupted and the screen disappears.
Yang Jian took a step back subconsciously, feeling an indescribable danger.
"There is no way to extend the medium of the hatchet, and it seems to be isolated by a more special spiritual force."
at the same time.
Following the ringing of Zhongshan in the ancient house.
Behind the desk in the dark, gloomy cell.
I don't know when a strange figure suddenly appeared. That figure was sitting at 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 the broken strokes being completed, so that the unrecognizable handwriting can be recognized.
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong on the side still 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.
Rustle, rustle!
Following the disappearance of the bell, everything returned to silence, but a slight movement suddenly appeared behind it, which attracted the attention of the two people.
That was the sound of a pen writing.
Very subtle, but especially obvious in this extremely quiet environment.
The nerves of 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. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)It suddenly appeared behind him, but the slight movement attracted the attention of two people.
That was the sound of a pen writing.
Very subtle, but especially obvious in this extremely quiet environment.
The nerves of 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. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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