Chapter 892 Chen Qiaoyang

Captain, what do you think will be at the end of this stairs?The supernatural phenomena that have been constantly appearing before seem to be guiding us into it.

On the third floor of the ancient house, Huang Ziya fiddled with the thick black hair in front of her, and her eyes were always on the narrow, dim steps.

A kind of curiosity drove her to have an urge to explore.

The ghost driver Zhang Qing, who was in a wheelchair before, and Wan Tong, who was code-named ghost hitting people, and Liu Baimu entered it. I felt that there was a great danger inside. I didn’t want to take risks to kill these two people, so I stopped here, and went back to say hello to Wang Chaling and left Dadong City.

After all, Dachang City is our territory, and it is not a good thing if everyone leaves for too long.

Yang Jian took Liu Baimu's headless body and began to leave.

He needed this headless corpse to declare to the people in the supernatural circle that Liu Baimu, who was cursed by the pendulum bell, had been killed by himself.

Everyone nodded, and had no objection to the decision.

Immediately, they all began to evacuate the ancient house.

However, when returning to the first floor, Huang Ziya said again: Captain, it’s strange that Li Yang’s signal appears here, but no one saw him.

He kept sending him a message to inform him to leave the ancient house. He should have been lost. After the pendulum bell rang, the time in the ancient house was disrupted. Any supernatural power may have an impact on the restart of the bell. The signal may be correct, but he is not in this time period.Yang Jian said.

I'll send a text message now.Huang Ziya began to edit the text message and prepared to send it to Li Yang.

However, at this time, there were dull collision sounds echoing inside the ancient house. The sound seemed to be a collapse of the wall, and the entire ancient house was shaking.

Ash soil fell down above everyone's heads.

earthquake?Xiong Wenwen immediately hugged his head and prepared to squat down.

Feng Quan and Tong Qian frowned and raised their heads slightly to look at the roof.

Then he lowered his head again.

The sound was not from above, but from below, but not from earthquakes, like someone was tearing down the walls below.

Yang Jian immediately said: Leave here and don’t stay. I have a bad feeling that something is going to happen.

Everyone looked terrified and accelerated to leave the ancient house, and wanted to leave the place before this abnormality happened, without wanting to be involved in anything strange.

now.

Yang Jian took the time to take a look at the pocket watch in his hand.

At this time, he found that the bell had not yet sounded, but the time on the pocket watch had an unexplained phenomenon. The minute hand on it was sometimes moving forward quickly, sometimes regressing wildly, as if it had lost control and could not function normally.

However, no matter how large the minute hand fluctuates, it will only be within half an hour before and after, and cannot exceed this limit.

And this boundary happens to be the time period for the reopening of the ancient house.

This kind of abnormality has never occurred in the memory of Liao Fan that I have.

Yang Jian frowned: At this time, I didn’t hear the bell ringing. Could it be that Zhang Qing and those people had already obtained the pendulum clock to control the time in the ancient house?

No, this probability is not high. The clock does not exist now, and it is impossible for a few of them to find it.

Then there are only two possibilities left, either the pendulum clock is out of control, or the other person is pulling the pendulum clock.

He speculated through 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 not Zhang Qing or Liu Baimu, but a bizarre person they accidentally released.

The change here is caused by that person.

soon.

Yang Jian led the others out of the ancient house, and he was indifferent to the huge movements inside the ancient house.

But as soon as he walked out of the ancient house, everyone saw a lifeless man, gray-white body, standing there stiff and motionless, looking at this side without any spirit.

It was the previous ghost, it appeared again, this time he stopped us and seemed to want us to leave here.Feng Quan said.

Such an obvious intention is easy to judge.

The more this happens, the more we have to leave. The magical ones don’t let us leave. The ancient house has changed again, and the time is irregular and disordered. We can’t stay in this place anymore. Even if we haven’t found Li Yang, we have to leave first.

This ghost doesn't let it go, so he will imprison it here.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and red light flashed in his dark 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, and it was impossible to use it for the time being, but this was enough. After all, the entire team was dispatched together.

Without hesitation or hesitation, he strode forward and directly faced the unknown evil spirit standing in front of the iron gate of the front yard.

Yang Jian was confident that even if he triggered the murderous rule of the ghost and was targeted, he could withstand the attack of the evil ghost. After all, he is already an alien now and is not a simple ghost controller.

However, things didn't happen as I imagined.

After Yang Jian approached, the ghost standing in front of the iron gate and blocking the road began to move again. The ghost seemed to have made way and walked to the side.

Going out of the way?Was it a coincidence or intentional?

Everyone else was surprised to see this scene.

When will ghosts take the initiative to avoid people?

Yang Jian also frowned. Since the ghost blocking the road had already walked away, he didn't want to waste time on this unknown ghost. Moreover, he vaguely felt that this ghost seemed to have an extraordinary relationship with this ancient house, otherwise it would not have appeared inside the ancient house from time to time.

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

This is strange.

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

Although it was night, there were pedestrians on the street, and you could see the street lights outside and hear the sound of cars.

This means that he and others have left the supernatural area and the surrounding area has returned to normal.

Finally, I came out. I was so tired that my father was so tired. It was already past eight o'clock. I went to bed and went back to sleep. My mother said that the child who slept late would not grow taller.Xiong Wenwen cheered, and he was timid and worried, and he was not willing to stay in the ancient house at all.

The movement inside continued, and it seemed something was wrong.Feng Quan said in a suppressed voice.

The loud noises in the ancient house could be heard when standing outside, as if demolishing a house, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

Let’s go to Wang Chaling first, he seems to have a lot of things hidden from me.Yang Jian raised his head slightly.

His eyes looked at a building in the distance.

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

When I was preparing to use the ghost realm to transfer everyone.

At this time, something seemed to have been thrown out in the ancient house and hit two women passing by.

Ah.A woman was screaming in pain and was hit by the thing and fell to the ground.

Who threw things and smashed us?A woman next to her complained angrily.

However, when the thing rolled down in the middle of the road and shone under the street light next to it, he suddenly became frightened and he dared not complain anymore.

Because it was a pale head...

Ah！

The screams came, attracting the attention of some people around, and many people stopped in surprise and looked over.

But what they saw was two women breaking down and running away.

Um?

Yang Jian turned around coldly, peeked at the ghostly eyes and saw the dead head flying out of the ancient house.

This dead head is... Liu Baimu.

He is dead.

The head was thrown out of the ancient house, and the body was penetrated by the cracked spear in Yang Jian's hand and picked it into his hand.

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

The third floor of the ancient house.

A broken window, a strange figure wandered there, as if peeking out something.

Dong!Dong!Dong!

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

Pick back that head.Yang Jian gave the order to the ghost boy at this moment.

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

Yang Jian took a look.

Liu Baimu's head was not complete. There was an extra palm print on his face, which was formed after the skull was sunken.

In other words, Liu Baimu's head was crushed.

The power of a living person is not enough to crush the skull, so the only one who can do this may be a ghost or a ghost controller.

Yang Jian's speculation tends toward the latter.

Because ghosts don't throw their heads out on purpose.

Judging from the situation of Liu Baimu's head, he should not have died after being cut by me, and he should have died later. So, there are indeed other people in the ancient house.

Yang Jian looked at the figure wandering behind the broken window on the third floor of the ancient house.

He couldn't see clearly because the supernatural power in the ancient house interfered with his ghost eyes and could not peek at the scene inside.

Otherwise, he would have figured out everything in the ancient house, and would not have felt afraid and left first.

What is that?Feng Quan also noticed the shadow.

ghost?Tong Qian guessed.

No, it’s humans, and a real ghost won’t keep staring at me like this.Yang Jian said: But I can feel that it is a very dangerous existence.

The man who was wandering on the third floor was peering at Yang Jian on the street outside.

The supernatural power that influenced the ancient house seemed unable to affect him.

Is that Yang Jian?He is indeed a good junior, and he has a lot of ideas. He fuses hatchets and coffin nails together to form his own supernatural weapon. In this way, the rules of the two supernatural items are complicated, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand how to use them even if they hold them. Moreover, if he can get these two supernatural items, it is indeed considered young and promising.

The mysterious man smiled meaningfully: It’s just a pity that he grew up like someone after this, but he just wanted to be like the person I hate the most.

No hurry, the countdown has begun, and I will go to him to inquire about something soon.

Behind him, there were crisp ticking sounds, and the sound was heard by the clock.

However, this kind of time is obviously adjusted quickly, and time is walking very quickly.

Behind this person, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong were frightened and did not dare to breathe.

Because just now, Liu Baimu was crushed and threw it out.

In this person's words, Liu Baimu only had one head left and could not control the evil ghost, and it was useless after being resurrected.

So Liu Baimu died.

Because there is no value of resurrection.

I need two errands to do what you should do, I can make you survive and live well.The dangerous middle-aged man turned around and smiled.

It's not scary, but it makes people feel cold.

This guy is definitely a murderer from the last era. He just accidentally got trapped in the dungeon of the Wang family’s ancient house for some reason, and he has been trapped for many years.

You'd better not do anything randomly. The situation is different from what you knew before. The headquarters is still there and the captain is still there. If things get bigger, it will be very dangerous. And you should also have relatives and descendants, so you have to think about them.Zhang Qing said with a tough bullet.

You can't understand what I want to do. 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. There is no code name you mentioned, only a nickname that was often called by others before. I remember it was called... Mu Guiren.

The ghost man, Chen Qiaoyang.

You can call me Mu Guiren or Chen Qiaoyang. I don’t mind, don’t remember it wrong.

This dangerous middle-aged man said his name and a nickname with a bit of memories and emotion.

This belongs to a forgotten name and nickname that no one remembers or knows.

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

The ghost man, Chen Qiaoyang?

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong recited silently in their hearts, remembering this name, and preparing to look back for friends in the circle to check.

Now is the information age. You can find all the background information of this person with a name, and you can find some previous supernatural files with a code name.

During a conversation.

Yang Jian on the street had already retracted his gaze. He left here with his team and disappeared directly.

And the man named Chen Qiaoyang also turned around and returned to the ancient house.

In the ancient house.

There were a few strange figures wandering and wandering.

It seemed to be coming for him.

The second generation of the Wang family, the couple, were born and died together, which was interesting. Unfortunately, the third generation of your family was too timid. If it were the old ghosts of your Wang family, I would have no choice.

Chen Qiaoyang sneered, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.