Zhang Qing and Wan Tong listened to the bells in the depths of this cell for the second time, but this time the bell rang in the ancient house was no longer restarting, but moving forward.

Moving forward seems to have changed nothing, and naturally the two of them have not lost their memory.

But after the bell sounded, it brought some unimaginable and strange changes to the cell.

There was a strange figure in front of the desk that was originally empty.

The man lowered his head slightly, as if he was writing something on the notebook on the table. He applied the sticky and black ink, and lines of blurred handwriting appeared, and rustling sounds were made around the silence.

This movement immediately attracted the attention of both people.

They turned around carefully, and they were tense.

"Can they be human? There was no one just now, so it should have appeared after the bell rang..." Wan Tong's throat moved, staring at the person at the desk.

Zhang Qing observed carefully.

The person sitting at the desk seemed to be in his forties or fifties, his temples were white, his yellowed hands were slightly thin, and his whole body maintained an almost stiff movement to maintain the writing movement. Although there was nothing strange at first glance, if you looked closely, you would reveal a strange feeling everywhere.

And depending on the situation, this person seems to have been here for a long time, and even feels that this person has never left here.

But the conditions of the ancient house are not suitable for living people at all. Even those who suffer from the pendulum bell curse will only stay for a short time and still have to leave when encountering danger.

"It's abnormal whether it's a human or not. Let's leave here." Zhang Qing looked solemn.

There is nothing normal in this environment, all of which involve supernatural terrifying things.

If they hadn't been to find the pendulum clock and avoid Yang Jian's attack, they wouldn't have come to this place at all.

"You should check the situation. Maybe it's the ghost driver who was lost here before. If you can find some clues, I believe it will be very helpful to you."

Liu Baimu's head woke up again at this time. He also observed the person at the desk and reminded Zhang Qing.

"Even if the ghost-controller who was lost before is likely to die at this time, maybe he is a real ghost now, and it is extremely risky to get close to him rashly." Zhang Qing hesitated for a moment.

"It's nothing if there is no clue. Just avoid Yang Jian's pursuit and survive."

He has little ambition and dares not ask for anything else.

Liu Baimu said: "It's so naive. The battles between ghost masters are all about to the death. If you don't find a way to grasp the secret of this ancient house, then you will not have the capital to confront Yang Jian. If you leave here one day, Yang Jian will still chase you. He has killed you once, and you are already on the death list on his side."

"Maybe you will see that you are wanted by the world as soon as you go out. It will only be a matter of time before that time will be killed."

"What Liu Baimu said makes sense." Wan Tongshen nodded with consent.

Zhang Qing's face changed. He had considered this kind of problem, but he didn't think about it deeply. He also knew that the reason why Liu Baimu did not let him and the other two be so comfortable was that he wanted to use himself to find the pendulum clock, restart it again, and let himself survive.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

But the general direction is still the same, that is, to survive.

"Then let's go and have a look." Zhang Qing took a deep breath, and was changed by Liu Baimu and Wan Tong.

"If we are really attacked by the evil spirit, we will turn around and run away immediately."

Wan Tong nodded.

Liu Baimu, who had only one head left, didn't say anything else.

If you really encounter dangers that you can't deal with, you will naturally have to run away.

After getting close.

The strange man sitting at the desk writing suddenly took action at this time. He stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head slightly, and looked in the direction of the three people.

What is surprising is that although the man raised his head, his eyes were closed.

His face was a little pale, but it was less obvious under the yellow desk lamp next to him.

"Stop."

The two of them felt a stern and immediately stopped moving.

It seemed that their movement attracted the strange man with his eyes closed. Now they stopped acting and the man seemed to be in peace.

But the distance is already very close.

Zhang Qing could even see the contents of the notebook in front of the man with his eyes closed.

Notes that were originally intermittent, like passwords, can be seen clearly at this time.

The content of the notebook reads a sentence: Those who see this note, please cover the notes. This is a notebook that is cursed, please do not open it again.

This sentence seems to be a hint or a request for help.

After seeing this sentence, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong paused for a moment, and felt an inexplicable uneasiness in their hearts.

Because they were very brave just now, they flipped around the desk, but they didn't expect that this notebook was actually a supernatural object that could make people curse.

Although I don't know what the curse is, it is definitely not a good thing.

"As for the above, try to see what will happen." Liu Baimu, who had only one head left, immediately said.

"This is too reckless. Maybe it's a trap. This person can tell at a glance that it's abnormal. What if the ghost attacks us if he moves this notebook?" Zhang Qing hesitated and didn't want to take this risk.

To put it bluntly, it means being greedy for life and fear of death.

However, the members of the pendulum curse are all afraid of death and are afraid of doing things, so they cannot become a climate.

"You are also ghost-controlling people. If a ghost attacks you, you may not die. What are you afraid of?"

Liu Baimu said coldly: "Close the notebook and see what will happen. We need to explore the secrets of the ancient house. If we do nothing, we will never be able to control this ancient house."

"If I hadn't lost my body, I wouldn't need the help of you two. It seems that Yang Jian's decision was right. Kill me first and then deal with you slowly, because he knew that you could not become a climate and pose a threat."

"Liu Baimu, don't provoke me, I'm not really afraid of attacks by evil spirits, I just don't want to get into a dilemma." Zhang Qing said.

Although he was timid, he was not brainless.

"Then are you doing it or not?" Liu Baimu said.

Zhang Qing's eyes flashed, and hesitated.

Wan Tong, who was standing beside him, said, "It's time to try it. Liu Baimu is right. At worst, he will run away when he encounters danger. We are not the person in charge and need to deal with supernatural incidents. There is no problem with running away if you can't beat it."

He was already in action when he spoke.

He carefully reached out and picked up the notebook in front of the weird man with his eyes closed, and closed it.

The notebook has an indescribable cold feeling, and it seems like I touching a cold corpse when I hold it in my hand.

soon.

Wan Tong put down the notebook again and did not dare to take it away.

After the notebook is closed.

The man holding a pen with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were a little dull, but as time passed, he was slowly regaining his spirit.

A strange smile appeared on the stiff face.

"Damn it, it's true that I shouldn't have moved this notebook." Zhang Qing's face immediately changed drastically, and he was even ready to be attacked by a ghost.

"Wrong, you should move this notebook. If you don't move, how can I go back to the present?" However, the next moment, the strange man suddenly spoke, and he seemed to be a little happy.

Have you spoken?

Then it should be a living person.

Zhang Qing first breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "Who are you?"

"A unlucky person who is lost in the ancient house, this desk and notebook are a trap. Everyone who enters here will look through the notebook curiously, but in the end they are trapped by this notebook and cannot break free. Only when you meet the right person at the right time will you have the opportunity to get rid of this constraint."

The middle-aged man slowly stood up.

He seemed to have been sitting in the chair for a long time, and when he stood up, his bones all over his body were crackling, as if he was stretching his muscles and bones.

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong were extremely alert and subconsciously stayed away from the middle-aged man.

Because this person looks out of place with the current person, he looks like a person from the 1980s, from his clothes and dressing.

If it is true.

Then this person has been trapped here at least...for decades.

But can ordinary people live for so long?

Even the top ghost driver cannot be trapped for decades and still alive.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the strange middle-aged man looked at Liu Baimu's head.

"This friend is interesting. He relies on the curse of the pendulum clock to interfere with his own time and prolong his death? But he can't survive for a long time with only one head left, and he will die in the end, but the wound on your neck..."

The middle-aged man strode over, he snatched Liu Baimu's head, took his hair and looked at his neck.

Suddenly.

The middle-aged man sneered: "It's interesting, is it the wound cut by the hatchet? Was that thing still taken away?"

"It was taken away by someone named Yang Jian. His code name is Ghost Eye, the person in charge of Dachang City. We are being chased by him and led a team."
To be continued...