Chapter eight hundred and sixty wooden bench blocking the road(1/2)
With Yang Jian and others leaving the ancient house.
A photo was quickly circulated in the supernatural circle. In the photo, Yang Jian was carrying Liu Baimu's headless corpse in one hand and his cold head with no breath in the other.
In addition, there are also figures of Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya and others in the photos.
"Liu Baimu in the ancient house in Dadong City was killed by Yang Jian. Tsk, it's really interesting. It probably took less than two hours since Yang Jian spoke."
Someone left a message on the supernatural website, which is an anonymous diving party.
"If you offended the ghost eye, Yang Jian still wants to leave? Who is Liu Baimu? Mr. Fang in his circle of friends is dead. What is he? It is difficult for him to last for two hours."
The netizen who commented on this matter said: I have a plan.
"Liu Baimu is dead. I guess the people he gathered were also taken over. However, Team Yang seems to have lost money, and he has two teammates missing in his photos."
"One seems to be named Zhang Han, who was killed by Liao Fan and Xu Feng before, and the other Li Yang is gone. It seems that this time the fight between Ghost Eye Yang Jian was also damaged."
Two people also learned the inside story and started discussing each other.
It is hard to imagine that what happened today has spread on the supernatural website in less than half a day.
However, this kind of intelligence ability is not surprising. The attention to ghost drivers can be said to be unprecedented. Once a person like Yang Jian makes a big move, satellite surveillance will inevitably be on his head, and intelligence personnel will also sneak into Dachang City to investigate.
"It's so boring. I really want to find someone to fight. Is there anyone who can make an appointment? I can choose the location and the number of people is free." The person who left the message was called: Master Ye, Dahai City.
But no one responded to him after seeing this id.
At this moment.
Dadong City, the top floor of Ning'an Building.
"Bang!"
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded, and the distorted dead head of Liu Baimu rolled onto the ground, rolling all the way to the ground before she was putting it on, under a man in a suit.
Wang Chaling turned around slightly and looked at the dim place in front of him.
In the darkness, the figure floated, Yang Jian walked out of the shadow, and a red light flashed in his dark eyes.
"You have something to hide from me. You know that the pendulum clock in the ancient house can restart the time, so you deliberately gave me this pocket watch," Yang Jian said indifferently.
"But for Team Yang, Liu Baimu is still dead at your hands, right?"
Wang Chaling smiled slightly: "I know it is a matter of time before and after you are killed with Team Yang, but I didn't expect Team Yang to move so quickly."
"Have you disappointed?" Yang Jian said.
"No, it's beyond my estimate to a great extent. I still underestimate you, Team Yang." Wang Chaling said.
Yang Jian threw out the pocket watch in his hand: "This thing is returned to you. In addition, there is something wrong with your ancient house. Let's deal with it yourself. I don't have time to play with you here. I have more important things to do."
Wang Chaling took the pocket watch, looked at the time above, and his face changed slightly.
"You are leaving, what should you do with your teammate?" After saying that, he threw the pocket watch back; "Maybe you should take your teammate out before leaving."
"I'm not worried about him having the ability to survive," said Yang Jian.
Li Yang has a very strong self-protection ability. He just needs to find a room to avoid attacks from evil ghosts.
Wang Chaling said: "You should worry, because the ancient house has changed, it has become no longer safe, and it has become very dangerous, because someone has broken the balance of the ancient house, and it is no longer your own business."
"Do you think it's my responsibility?" Yang Jian frowned.
"At least you have to wait until the matter is clear, Team Yang will leave. After all, this matter is very involved. Once Gu Zhai really gets out of control, not only your teammate will die, but Dadong City will also suffer unimaginable supernatural attacks. No one wants to see this."
Wang Chaling sighed, with a little helplessness in his tone.
"You also know that I am a waste, and I am far inferior to Team Yang in terms of ability."
“…”
A captain-level figure actually said that he was a waste, which was no longer modest, but a little nervous.
"Li Jun has also come. I have greeted Team Li before. He is also very concerned about the affairs of the ancient house." Wang Chaling suddenly added.
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Jian immediately frowned.
Obviously, whether it is Wang Chaling or Li Jun sent by the headquarters, they all know more about the ancient house than they do, so they attach so much importance to it.
"Where is Armyman Li?" Yang Jian asked.
"I only know that others are still in Dadong City. I don't know anything about where they are and what they are doing. After all, I can't care about him." Wang Chaling said, turning around and looking out the window.
The tall building overlooks Dadong City, and his eyes are facing the direction of the ancient house.
The reason why Wang Chaling chose this building here is because you can see the location of the ancient house standing here, which is convenient for monitoring the movements of the ancient house at all times.
At this time, his eyes moved slightly, and his anxiety magnified.
"Look, the street lights on the street outside the ancient house are gone."
Yang Jian turned around and looked.
indeed.
At this moment, the street lights on the street outside the ancient house have been turned off, but they have not all turned off. There are lights on the street and at the end of the street, which means that the street lights on the street are not a problem of the line or a problem of power outage. Instead, the street lights in the area close to the ancient house have suffered some interference and cannot be turned on.
"The supernatural powers have spread, and the ancient house can't trap the things there anymore. What I worry most about is still happening." 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 did not seem to choose to hide it this time and said, "I remember telling you before that although this ancient house belongs to my Wang family, I don't like to live there. The reason is very simple. There are ghosts in the ancient house, a real evil ghost. The pendulum clock intervened in the time in the ancient house and formed a prison, in order to trap the ghosts in the ancient house and prevent those things from coming out."
"What I worry most is that someone finds the pendulum clock, restarts the time in the ancient house, and releases the detained ghosts again, so I asked my father to look for 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. However, the supernatural power of the pendulum clock was a little more than I expected. My father was lost in it and could not come back."
"But now, there seems to be no need to worry about this. I can be sure that the pendulum clock has been found, and the time in the ancient house is recovering. You should carefully look at the time on the pocket watch. Although it is disordered, it is not the time that is getting closer and closer to reality."
Yang Jian opened his pocket watch again and looked at it.
indeed.
No matter how time on the pocket watch changes, it is slowly getting closer to reality.
"Once the time in the ancient house is correct, then the supernatural will overlap with reality. You know what will happen at that time, Team Yang, you know in your mind." Wang Chaling said.
At this moment, Yang Jian understood why the time on the pocket watch kept beating.
"Someone manipulated the pendulum clock and when the ancient house was resuming the school, would bring the evil ghosts who were imprisoned in the past to the present?" Yang Jian said.
Wang Chaling smiled: "You are worry-free when talking to Team Yang. This is true now. Because the pendulum clock occasionally breaks out of control and restarts, the detained ghosts will definitely avoid the restart time. For example, it is eight o'clock now, and there will definitely be no ghosts in the ancient house. If you push the time back one minute, or even ten seconds, the ghosts may 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 were said, not only Yang Jian, but also Feng Quan, Tong Qian and other teammates behind him felt a sense of horror.
This is not an ancient house, it is simply a ghost prison. It is just that the Wang family used the supernatural power of the pendulum clock to stagger the time in the ancient house and put different ghosts in different time periods.
Now that someone re-proofreads the time, ghosts from different time periods will come to reality.
"How many ghosts are there?" Yang Jian's face became solemn.
"In an hour, except for the two time points of hour and hour and half, how many more time periods can you divide out?" Wang Chaling said.
At this time, Xiong Wenwen, who loves mathematics, began to make a mistake.
One hour and sixty minutes, a total of 3,600 seconds. Excluding the two time points of the hour and half, if one second is one, then there will be 3,558 time points.
"Damn, there are 3,558 time points." Xiong Wenwen exclaimed.
"Of course, my Wang family cannot fill all the time points in the detained ghosts, but there will definitely be no fewer dangerous time points. Moreover, the proofreading has begun. I don't know who has mastered the pendulum clock, but I hope Team Yang can join forces with me to kill that guy and prevent this potential S-level supernatural incident from happening."
"No, if it is completely out of control, this may be an ss-level supernatural event."
After saying that, Wang Chaling came over and reached out to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's eyes moved, and he shook his hands: "It's not a problem to join forces, but I won't do things that I'm not sure about. Besides, the loss of control of this matter is due to your dereliction of duty. If you eradicate Liu Baimu and others as soon as possible, then such a thing wouldn't have happened at all."
"You must be selfish."
"Everyone has selfishness. There is no perfect noble person in this world. What do you think of Team Yang?" Wang Chaling smiled and said, "I hope this cooperation is pleasant."
"To cooperate with sincerity, my entire team has brought you. Where are your people?" Yang Jian said.
Wang Chaling said: "There are only five people in the three generations of my Wang family, which is no worse than your team."
After saying that.
The terrifying figures of two old men were reflected on the glass behind him. The two old men had thin faces and were full of life and were particularly terrifying.
"It's not enough." Yang Jian said: "The pendulum clock existed in the past. People who can tick the pendulum clock will definitely restart, or it can be restarted. The number of people can only help and will not play a decisive role."
"What if I'm counted?"
Suddenly, a strange sound rang out, and the sound was like a burn of the throat, hoarse and harsh, and it felt very uncomfortable to hear.
A tall man with a strong skin and a strange aura walked out in the gloomy and weird green light.
This person came suddenly, as if he appeared out of thin air.
"Li Jun?"
Yang Jian stared at him and said, "Your changes seem to be a bit big after the ghost painting incident."
To be continued...