Zhang Qing and Wan Tong, who had suffered the curse of the pendulum clock, walked through the strange steps with Liu Baimu's pale head, opened the rusty iron door and entered an unknown room.

This is not so much a room as it is another peculiar place.

A quiet, dark corridor.

On both sides of the corridor are rusty iron fences, which separate each other and form small independent rooms.

It looks like...a prison cell.

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

"I've never heard of rumors that there are cells in the ancient house before. This is a strange place that has never been discovered, and judging from the size of this place, it seems to be bigger than the entire ancient house." The man named Wan

The copper ghost master looked at it, he was very confused.

Of course, he is not the only one who has such doubts.

Liu Baimu, who only had his head left, was in a very bad condition at the moment. He often closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep, but when he heard the noise, he immediately opened his eyes and looked around.

Liu Baimu's pale face moved slightly: "This is a secret room within a secret room. It is very secret. The owner who built this ancient house definitely doesn't want this place to be discovered, so the cells here are not used to imprison people, they should be used for...

....to imprison evil ghosts.”

"This is a cell specially designed to hold evil ghosts."

"A cell where ghosts are imprisoned? How is it possible? Without gold and supernatural objects to suppress it, how could such a cell hold ghosts?" Zhang Qing felt that Liu Baimu's speculation was unreasonable.

"I think this should be a 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: "Look carefully at the gaps between the iron bars. A living person can slip through such a big gap sideways, and there are no doors in any of the cells."

The two of them were reminded of these subtle clues immediately.

There are indeed no doors in these rusty iron cells, and the gaps between the iron bars are so large that an adult man can slip in and out sideways.

The speculation of imprisoning living people was immediately shattered.

These cage-like rooms are indeed likely to contain evil ghosts.

"But I can't understand how such a perfunctory cell can hold a real ghost." Zhang Qing frowned, tentatively reaching out and grabbing a rusty iron pillar and shaking it.

The entire iron fence was shaking, which showed that this thing was not strong.

"Perhaps 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, quickly explore and see if you can find the pendulum clock. This ancient house has been searched everywhere, and there are really not many places left that have not been searched."

, maybe the pendulum clock is here."

"I guess the pendulum clock in the ancient house can control the restart in the ancient house. If I can master it, not only can I come back to life, but you also don't have to worry about being killed by Yang Jian outside."

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong nodded.

Regardless of whether they want it or not, there is no way out at this time and they can only go on bravely.

Continue exploring along the corridor between the cells on both sides.

The lights above the head were yellow and dim, and the air was filled with a faint smell of corpses. This smell was accompanied by the cold and damp smell of the pavement, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

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

The surroundings were silent and a little depressing.

In this environment, the nerves of all three people were tense.

Because it would not be surprising if a supernatural event happened in a place like this.

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

Zhang Qing held Liu Baimu's head and turned around to take a look, and his expression suddenly changed.

In the place illuminated by the light inside the cell, a pair of skinny, cold, dead legs covered with body spots were lying there quietly and motionless. The legs showed no signs of decay, as if they had been abandoned here for many years, and the legs were

The other end of the leg was hidden in the darkness.

The dim light couldn't spread, so the corpse in the darkness couldn't be seen clearly.

"There's no movement...but I'm sure it's definitely not a normal dead body."

Zhang Qing's eyes flickered: "It's most likely a sleeping ghost."

"I think so too. Normal dead corpses have long since rotted. Only corpses that have been corroded by supernatural powers can not rot for a long time. In other words, the corpse itself is a ghost." Wan Tong also nodded with deep understanding.

.

"Since there has been no movement for a long time, nothing should happen now. Let's move on."

The two people retracted their gaze and continued walking forward.

The further you go, the more terrifying it becomes.

They saw many strange things in the cell.

There is a wooden stool covered in red paint in some cells. It looks like a supernatural object, but it is always a medium that triggers evil spirits. It is placed in the cell to prevent people from touching it.

The lights in some cells could not be illuminated, and it was pitch black behind the iron bars, which revealed an unusual and strange feeling.

Some cells were empty, with nothing inside, but the rusty iron bars were twisted and deformed, or even broken several times, as if the things that were once locked inside had escaped.

There were some strange noises coming from some cells, like someone pacing back and forth inside, but nothing could be seen inside.

...

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

There is no doubt that there are some unexplainable supernatural phenomena in most of the cells, as if ghosts appear at any time. But the strange thing is that there are so many supernatural phenomena here, but there are no ghosts along the way.

attack.

Although scary, it is very safe.

Could it be said that the cell really held the evil ghost inside?

But how is all this done?

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

Find the pendulum clock that cursed everyone.

But soon.

This prison cell has come to an end.

A thick bluestone brick wall.

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

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

In addition, there is a bottle of black ink on it, with a pen inserted in it. Next to it are several notebooks with yellowed paper, which seem to have unfinished notes.

"Someone seems to have lived here." Zhang Qing walked over slowly and awkwardly.

He checked the desk.

His eyes finally rested on the notebook on the table.

But the handwriting on the note is very strange, like symbols, and it seems like the strokes are missing. It is not complete at all, and there is no way to identify the handwriting on it.

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

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

"Wan Tong, take a look and see if you can find anything new."

The two people started rummaging around on the desk.

at the same time.

The hunting of Yang Jian's team continues.

With a desperate scream, he killed the last ghost master hiding on the second floor.

The process is still simple and smooth.

"We have to go to the third floor next." Yang Jian raised his head slightly and looked upstairs.

There are not many ghost masters left alive.

He remembered that a man named Zhang Qing had not yet appeared, and that Wan Tong, codenamed Ghost Chuangren, had also disappeared.

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

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

"Look, that ghost thing has appeared again." Suddenly, Feng Quan pointed ahead.

Next to the front stairway, a door suddenly and strangely appeared. In front of the door stood a lifeless middle-aged man. The man's face was stiff and his eyes were looking numbly.

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

"Is this ghost targeting us?"

Tong Qian said: "It's better to deal with it. When the time comes, follow us and leave here."
To be continued...