Zhang Qing, who was cursed by the pendulum bell, and Wan Tong and the other two took Liu Baimu's pale head to the strange steps, opened the rusty iron door and entered an unknown room.

It's not so much that this is a room, but it's another strange place.

A quiet, dim aisle.

On both sides of the aisle are rusty iron fences, which are separated from each other, forming independent small rooms.

It looks like...a cell.

"How come there is a prison cell in this ancient house?" Zhang Qing's eyes revealed a look of surprise.

"I have never heard of the rumors that there are prison cells in the ancient house before. This is a strange place that has not been discovered. And judging from the size of this place, it seems to be larger than the entire ancient house." The ghost driver named Wan Tong looked at it, and he was very confused.

Of course, he is not the only one who has this kind of doubt.

Liu Baimu, who was left with only human heads, was in poor condition at this moment. He often closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep, but after hearing the movement, he immediately opened his eyes and looked around.

Liu Baimu's pale face moved slightly: "This is a secret room in the secret room, very secret. The owner who built this ancient house definitely does not want this place to be discovered, so the prison cells here are not used to detain people, but should be used to detain evil spirits."

"This is a cell that specializes in the devil's detention."

"The cell where the evil ghost is imprisoned? How is it possible? Without gold or supernatural objects to suppress it, how can such a cell be imprisoned?" Zhang Qing felt that Liu Baimu's speculation was unreasonable.

"I think this should be the cell where living people were imprisoned in the past. Maybe there were some shameful secret experiments here before." Wan Tong guessed.

Liu Baimu immediately said: "You should take a closer look at the gap between the iron fences. Such a large gap can make a living person walk out from the side, and there is no prison door built in all the cells."

The two of them immediately discovered these subtle clues when they were reminded.

These rusty iron cells do not have prison doors, and the gap between the iron fences is very large, so adult men can drill in and out sideways.

The speculation that the living people was detained was immediately broken.

These rooms, which looked like cages, were indeed very likely to be imprisoning evil spirits.

"But I can't figure it out. How could such a perfunctory cell be locked up a real ghost?" Zhang Qing frowned, and he tentatively reached out and grabbed a rusty iron pillar and shook it.

The entire iron fence shaking, which means that the thing is not strong.

"Maybe these cells were maintained by some kind of supernatural power before, but now the supernatural power has disappeared, so these things have become ordinary."

Liu Baimu said, "Don't waste too much time here, hurry up and check it out to see if you can find the pendulum clock. This ancient house has been searched everywhere, and there are really not many places left to search. Maybe the pendulum clock is here."

"I guess the pendulum clock of the ancient house can control the restart of the ancient house. If I can master it a little, not only will I be able to survive again, but you don't have to worry about being killed by Yang Jian outside."

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong nodded.

No matter whether they want it or not, there is no way out at this time, so they can only walk on the verge of gritting their teeth.

Continue to explore along the aisle between the cells on both sides.

The lights above the head were dim and there was a faint smell of corpse in the air. This smell came with the cold and dampness, making people feel uncomfortable.

Along the way, except for the lights near the walkway, the depths of the cells on both sides were hidden in the darkness.

The surroundings were silent, quiet and a little depressed.

In this environment, the nerves of the three people are tense.

Because it is not surprising that a supernatural event occurs in such a place.

"Wait, what is that?" Suddenly, Wan Tong's eyelids hopped, and he pointed to a cell next to him with a voice.

Zhang Qing held Liu Baimu's head and turned around and looked at it, his face suddenly changed.

The lights in the cell were illuminated by the lights. A pair of skinny, cold, dead feet covered with corpse spots were quietly lying there without moving. There was no sign of decay on the legs, as if they had been abandoned here for many years, while the other end of the legs was hidden in the darkness.

The dim light could not spread, so the corpse in the dark could not be seen clearly.

"No movement...but it's certainly not a normal dead body."

Zhang Qing's eyes flashed: "It is likely that he is a ghost who is sleeping in a deep sleep."

"I think so too. Normal dead bodies have already rotted. Only corpses eroded by supernatural powers can not rot for a long time, or the corpse itself is a ghost." Wan Tong nodded with deep understanding.

"Since there has been no movement for a long time, there should be no problem now, so let's continue to move forward."

The two of them withdrew their gaze and continued to move forward.

The more you go, the more thrilling it is.

They saw many strange situations in the cell.

Some cells actually have a wooden stool covered with red paint. It looks like a supernatural object, but it is a medium that triggers evil spirits. It is a kind of medium that is placed in the cell to refuse to be touched.

The lights in some cells cannot be illuminated, and the back of the iron fence is pitch black, revealing an unusual weirdness.

Some of the cells were empty and had nothing, but the rusty iron fence was twisted and deformed, and even several of them were broken, as if the things that had been locked inside had escaped.

Some strange sounds came from the cells, like someone was paced back and forth, but couldn't see anything inside.

......

"What kind of place we have come to?" Zhang Qing felt a chill in his heart.

There is no doubt that most cells have some unexplained supernatural phenomena, as if evil spirits appear at any time. But strangely, there are so many supernatural phenomena here, but they have not been attacked by evil spirits along the way.

Although thrilling, it is very safe.

Could it be that the cell really imprisoned the evil spirit?

But how do all this be done?

Although they were puzzled, they could only bury all of this in their hearts, and they did not forget their purpose.

Find the pendulum clock that cursed everyone.

But soon.

These prisons have come to an end.

A thick bluestone brick wall.

But in front of the wall there is an old wooden table, like an office desk.

There is an old desk lamp on the table. The desk lamp is on at this moment, and the light is yellow and dim, which can only illuminate the vicinity of the wooden table.

In addition, there is a bottle of black ink on it, a pen on it, and a few yellowed notebooks next to it, as if there are still notes that have not been finished.

"Someone seems to have lived here." Zhang Qing walked slowly over with inconvenient steps.

He checked the desk.

His eyes finally stopped on the notebook on the desk.

However, the handwriting on the notes is very strange, like symbols, and as if the strokes are missing. It is not complete enough and there is no way to identify the handwriting on it.

But the only thing that is certain is that the handwriting on it was written by a living person, and judging from the latest handwriting situation, the last writing should have been in the past, at least within a month.

"What kind of people live here?" Zhang Qing frowned.

"Wan Tong, look for it and see if there are any new discoveries."

The two began to search on the desk.

at the same time.

The hunting of Yangjian team continues.

With a desperate scream, the last hidden ghost driver on the second floor was killed by him.

The process is still simple and smooth.

"The next thing is to go to the third floor." Yang Jian looked up slightly and looked upstairs.

There are not many ghost drivers left.

He remembered that a man named Zhang Qing had not appeared yet, and the code-name ghost hit someone, Wan Tong also disappeared.

In addition, Liu Baimu's body has not been found yet.

These three people are most likely hiding on the third floor.

"Look, that ghost thing appears again." Suddenly, Feng Quan pointed to the front.

Next to the stairs in front, there was a strange door suddenly appeared. In front of the door, a lifeless middle-aged man stood. The man's face was stiff and his eyes were numb.

"It's the ghost thing I saw before again." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

"Is this ghost targeting us?"

Tong Qian said, "Let's go and deal with it. Save that with us, leave here."

Yang Jiangang had this idea, and then he saw the middle-aged man standing in front of the room disappearing quickly.

Like an illusion, the person is gone and the door to the room is gone.

Everything has returned to normal again.

"Xiong Wenwen, foresee it and see if this phenomenon will appear again later."

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly and immediately said, "If it appears, point it out."

"What did you think of?" Feng Quan asked.
To be continued...