Have you found something special?
No, the table has been checked all of them, and there is nothing worth noting except the things on the table.
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong carefully explored the wooden table.
Excluding other suspicious places, the two of them once again focused their eyes on the notes on the table.
The handwriting that cannot be interpreted like a symbol cannot be recognized no matter how you look at it.
But out of caution, they did not dare to take away any of the things above, for fear of breaking a certain balance and making the situation here worse.
If we don’t find anything else, we should not waste our time here. We should look for other ways to find ways to get out of this ghost place.Wan Tong said.
No hurry. Now we will definitely encounter Yang Jian when we go out. This place is very secret and I believe we can avoid Yang Jian's attack, so we will stay here for a few days and we will go out after the matter has subsided.
Zhang Qing's idea was the opposite, and he thought it was a good shelter.
Although it looks dangerous and weird, it is relatively safe.
Yang Jian absolutely has no way to find this place.
This is OK, by the way, how about Liu Baimu? He won't live long.Wan Tong looked at the pale head on the table.
Liu Baimu's eyes were closed, his breath was cold, and there was no movement, as if he was dead.
I can't live long. Without my body, I can't just rely on the pendulum curse to extend my death. That Yang Jian was really cruel enough. He directly used supernatural objects to deal with me, without giving me any chance to deal with it...
He felt that he had lost a lot.
But I also felt helpless.
This is the confrontation between ghost controllers. Everyone has the opportunity to kill the other party, it depends on whether you seize the opportunity.
Do you have any good ideas now?Zhang Qing hesitated for a moment and asked as he looked at the head.
Liu Baimu had been closing his eyes before, and he was also thinking about this issue.
But judging from the current situation, he is in danger and most of his death is here.
No idea.After he said this, he was silent.
Perhaps I have accepted this cruel reality.
I am about to die.
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong looked at each other, but they didn't expect that Liu Baimu would have such a desperate day.
Is that Yang Jian really that scary?
After they restarted, they lost the half-hour of memory, so they had never really fought with Yang Jian's team. They naturally had never experienced the feeling of being easily killed in despair.
Time passed little by little.
However, when the time in the ancient house came to a certain moment again, the strange bell came again.
Dong!Dong!Dong!
The sound of dull and loud bells echoed throughout the ancient house and spread throughout every corner. Even outside the ancient house, the sound of the pendulum bell could be vaguely heard.
The sound of the pendulum clock came again.Yang Jian, who was waiting on the third floor of the ancient house, felt a stern heart when he heard this sound.
He immediately took out his pocket watch and paid attention to the time in the ancient house at this moment.
At this moment, something incredible happened again.
The minute hand on the pocket watch was being moved by an invisible force, and he walked forward quickly.
Time did not restart half an hour ago as last time, but was accelerating.
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.
He acted at six o'clock and killed other ghost drivers in the ancient house again before six o'clock. It is now seven o'clock.
Now with the bell ringing this time, the time in the ancient house is unexpectedly moving forward.
Time quickly came to 7:30.
This is the time on the pocket watch.
However, there is still no change in the outside world, because the supernatural power of the pendulum clock can only affect this ancient house. Even if people outside hear the bell, there is nothing to do when they leave this ancient house.
The bells echoing in the ancient house soon disappeared.
There was no movement, everything was normal, and the person who was killed just now did not come back to life.
We also have nothing wrong with it.
Wait, there is a signal, and I have found Li Yang's location.
Feng Quan, Tong Qian and Huang Ziya arranged different jobs respectively. They were alert to their surroundings, paid attention to themselves, and looked for Li Yang, but in the end, after the bell rang, there was a signal from Li Yang.
It would be great if those people were not resurrected. Contact Li Yang and prepare to withdraw from the ancient house. If there are still a few fish that have missed the net, don’t worry about it for the time being. Time is indeed disordered in this place, and I am afraid that I will be lost if I continue to stay here.
Yang Jian is sure to prepare to evacuate after the restart incident is over.
The others nodded deeply.
The effect of this action has already been achieved, and it is indeed not worth taking any risk.
But just as they were about to leave and passed by the stairs on the third floor, the door that had disappeared and appeared strangely appeared in front of them.
The old wooden door is slightly open, and inside is a steep step leading upstairs.
The steps are narrow and depressing, and only one person can pass through.
It was the disappearing door before, and the ghost just now entered it.Feng Quan stopped suddenly.
Yang Jian glanced at him, and he shook the cracked golden spear in his hand and thought for a while; Don’t worry, I don’t want to repeat the supernatural incident in Room 301.
The last incident in Room 301 in Okawa City almost killed him. Now he is leading the team here and naturally dare not go deep into such a bizarre and weird room.
If the door disappears after the bell rings, wouldn’t it be that the entire team will be trapped in it?
That's right, there's no need to take risks with your own life.Feng Quan nodded and withdrew his gaze.
No longer curious about this place.
But just when they were leaving.
There was a sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, as if someone was slowly walking down from above.
The footsteps are dull and the rhythm is consistent, giving people a stiff feeling.
Living people cannot get out of this kind of footsteps.Yang Jian gestured and asked everyone to stay away a little further.
If the ghost inside wanders out, I will deal with it.
He decided to observe it again.
However, it was soon.
Yang Jian saw a headless corpse wearing modern clothes slowly walking down from the dim and cramped stairwell step by step.
That was... Liu Baimu's body.
But the corpse is here, but the head is gone.
The body came out.
The spear in Yang Jian's hand had already stabbed out.
The suppression of the coffin nails was formed instantly, and there was no room for resistance.
The body lost its movement and fell to the ground in an instant.
It is the body left by Liu Baimu, who is in the stage of resurrection of the evil ghost.Yang Jian immediately understood what was going on.
Liu Baimu, who had just escaped, walked up the stairs, but was killed by his hatchet curse halfway.
But it should be more than Liu Baimu who walks with him.Yang Jian thought for a while, and he covered the ghost and tried to trigger the media to see how many people entered the room.
However, when the media triggered, he saw Liu Baimu, Zhang Qing in the wheelchair, and Wan Tong's figure.
In addition, he also saw the lifeless middle-aged man standing on the steps.
etc.
Sudden.
The medium was disturbed by some kind of interference, and the viscous blood penetrated out of the walls on the stairs like black ink, gradually eroding the picture in front of you.
The media is interrupted and the screen disappears.
Yang Jian subconsciously took a step back and felt an indescribable danger.
The medium of the hatchet cannot be extended, and seems to be isolated by a more special supernatural power.
at the same time.
After the bell rings in the ancient house.
Behind the desk in the dark, gloomy cell.
I don’t know when there was a strange figure suddenly. The figure sat at the desk, burying his head slightly and writing something. At the same time, the notes like symbols on the table gradually appeared with the other half of the content.
This content is like a broken stroke being completed, allowing irrecognizable handwriting to be recognized.
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong were still unaware of it. They were still looking around, looking for the source of the bell.
Obviously, he did not find the position of the pendulum clock.
Rust!
As the bell disappeared, everything returned to silence, but the subtle movement that suddenly appeared behind me attracted the attention of both of them.
That's the sound of the pen writing.
It's very subtle, but it's particularly obvious in this extremely quiet environment.
Both of them suddenly became nervous.
Is there someone on the table behind me?
This idea came to my mind at the same time.
No, the table has been checked all of them, and there is nothing worth noting except the things on the table.
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong carefully explored the wooden table.
Excluding other suspicious places, the two of them once again focused their eyes on the notes on the table.
The handwriting that cannot be interpreted like a symbol cannot be recognized no matter how you look at it.
But out of caution, they did not dare to take away any of the things above, for fear of breaking a certain balance and making the situation here worse.
If we don’t find anything else, we should not waste our time here. We should look for other ways to find ways to get out of this ghost place.Wan Tong said.
No hurry. Now we will definitely encounter Yang Jian when we go out. This place is very secret and I believe we can avoid Yang Jian's attack, so we will stay here for a few days and we will go out after the matter has subsided.
Zhang Qing's idea was the opposite, and he thought it was a good shelter.
Although it looks dangerous and weird, it is relatively safe.
Yang Jian absolutely has no way to find this place.
This is OK, by the way, how about Liu Baimu? He won't live long.Wan Tong looked at the pale head on the table.
Liu Baimu's eyes were closed, his breath was cold, and there was no movement, as if he was dead.
I can't live long. Without my body, I can't just rely on the pendulum curse to extend my death. That Yang Jian was really cruel enough. He directly used supernatural objects to deal with me, without giving me any chance to deal with it...
He felt that he had lost a lot.
But I also felt helpless.
This is the confrontation between ghost controllers. Everyone has the opportunity to kill the other party, it depends on whether you seize the opportunity.
Do you have any good ideas now?Zhang Qing hesitated for a moment and asked as he looked at the head.
Liu Baimu had been closing his eyes before, and he was also thinking about this issue.
But judging from the current situation, he is in danger and most of his death is here.
No idea.After he said this, he was silent.
Perhaps I have accepted this cruel reality.
I am about to die.
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong looked at each other, but they didn't expect that Liu Baimu would have such a desperate day.
Is that Yang Jian really that scary?
After they restarted, they lost the half-hour of memory, so they had never really fought with Yang Jian's team. They naturally had never experienced the feeling of being easily killed in despair.
Time passed little by little.
However, when the time in the ancient house came to a certain moment again, the strange bell came again.
Dong!Dong!Dong!
The sound of dull and loud bells echoed throughout the ancient house and spread throughout every corner. Even outside the ancient house, the sound of the pendulum bell could be vaguely heard.
The sound of the pendulum clock came again.Yang Jian, who was waiting on the third floor of the ancient house, felt a stern heart when he heard this sound.
He immediately took out his pocket watch and paid attention to the time in the ancient house at this moment.
At this moment, something incredible happened again.
The minute hand on the pocket watch was being moved by an invisible force, and he walked forward quickly.
Time did not restart half an hour ago as last time, but was accelerating.
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.
He acted at six o'clock and killed other ghost drivers in the ancient house again before six o'clock. It is now seven o'clock.
Now with the bell ringing this time, the time in the ancient house is unexpectedly moving forward.
Time quickly came to 7:30.
This is the time on the pocket watch.
However, there is still no change in the outside world, because the supernatural power of the pendulum clock can only affect this ancient house. Even if people outside hear the bell, there is nothing to do when they leave this ancient house.
The bells echoing in the ancient house soon disappeared.
There was no movement, everything was normal, and the person who was killed just now did not come back to life.
We also have nothing wrong with it.
Wait, there is a signal, and I have found Li Yang's location.
Feng Quan, Tong Qian and Huang Ziya arranged different jobs respectively. They were alert to their surroundings, paid attention to themselves, and looked for Li Yang, but in the end, after the bell rang, there was a signal from Li Yang.
It would be great if those people were not resurrected. Contact Li Yang and prepare to withdraw from the ancient house. If there are still a few fish that have missed the net, don’t worry about it for the time being. Time is indeed disordered in this place, and I am afraid that I will be lost if I continue to stay here.
Yang Jian is sure to prepare to evacuate after the restart incident is over.
The others nodded deeply.
The effect of this action has already been achieved, and it is indeed not worth taking any risk.
But just as they were about to leave and passed by the stairs on the third floor, the door that had disappeared and appeared strangely appeared in front of them.
The old wooden door is slightly open, and inside is a steep step leading upstairs.
The steps are narrow and depressing, and only one person can pass through.
It was the disappearing door before, and the ghost just now entered it.Feng Quan stopped suddenly.
Yang Jian glanced at him, and he shook the cracked golden spear in his hand and thought for a while; Don’t worry, I don’t want to repeat the supernatural incident in Room 301.
The last incident in Room 301 in Okawa City almost killed him. Now he is leading the team here and naturally dare not go deep into such a bizarre and weird room.
If the door disappears after the bell rings, wouldn’t it be that the entire team will be trapped in it?
That's right, there's no need to take risks with your own life.Feng Quan nodded and withdrew his gaze.
No longer curious about this place.
But just when they were leaving.
There was a sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, as if someone was slowly walking down from above.
The footsteps are dull and the rhythm is consistent, giving people a stiff feeling.
Living people cannot get out of this kind of footsteps.Yang Jian gestured and asked everyone to stay away a little further.
If the ghost inside wanders out, I will deal with it.
He decided to observe it again.
However, it was soon.
Yang Jian saw a headless corpse wearing modern clothes slowly walking down from the dim and cramped stairwell step by step.
That was... Liu Baimu's body.
But the corpse is here, but the head is gone.
The body came out.
The spear in Yang Jian's hand had already stabbed out.
The suppression of the coffin nails was formed instantly, and there was no room for resistance.
The body lost its movement and fell to the ground in an instant.
It is the body left by Liu Baimu, who is in the stage of resurrection of the evil ghost.Yang Jian immediately understood what was going on.
Liu Baimu, who had just escaped, walked up the stairs, but was killed by his hatchet curse halfway.
But it should be more than Liu Baimu who walks with him.Yang Jian thought for a while, and he covered the ghost and tried to trigger the media to see how many people entered the room.
However, when the media triggered, he saw Liu Baimu, Zhang Qing in the wheelchair, and Wan Tong's figure.
In addition, he also saw the lifeless middle-aged man standing on the steps.
etc.
Sudden.
The medium was disturbed by some kind of interference, and the viscous blood penetrated out of the walls on the stairs like black ink, gradually eroding the picture in front of you.
The media is interrupted and the screen disappears.
Yang Jian subconsciously took a step back and felt an indescribable danger.
The medium of the hatchet cannot be extended, and seems to be isolated by a more special supernatural power.
at the same time.
After the bell rings in the ancient house.
Behind the desk in the dark, gloomy cell.
I don’t know when there was a strange figure suddenly. The figure sat at the desk, burying his head slightly and writing something. At the same time, the notes like symbols on the table gradually appeared with the other half of the content.
This content is like a broken stroke being completed, allowing irrecognizable handwriting to be recognized.
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong were still unaware of it. They were still looking around, looking for the source of the bell.
Obviously, he did not find the position of the pendulum clock.
Rust!
As the bell disappeared, everything returned to silence, but the subtle movement that suddenly appeared behind me attracted the attention of both of them.
That's the sound of the pen writing.
It's very subtle, but it's particularly obvious in this extremely quiet environment.
Both of them suddenly became nervous.
Is there someone on the table behind me?
This idea came to my mind at the same time.
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