Although Zhang Qing and his friends really walked out of that weird staircase by going backwards, they were confused again when faced with the iron gate that appeared strangely.
They didn't know whether they should open the iron door.
Because Liu Baimu was unable to provide valuable information.
They don't know whether there is a way of life or death behind this door.
"Are we really going in? I don't know why, but I always feel that something terrible will happen after I go in." A trace of fear flashed deep in Wan Tong's eyes.
What he said was not a lie, but his true feelings.
Zhang Qing also had a hesitant look in his eyes.
Liu Baimu glanced at the iron gate at this time, and then urged:
"There is no turning back now. Don't hesitate any longer. You can only go in. Even if you can't find the president, you can avoid Yang Jian's pursuit by hiding inside;
This will ensure that we will not die."
"That's right. Yang Jian doesn't know the rules. Even if he finds the entrance, he will be trapped on the steps. If we hide in, we can indeed ensure our own safety."
Zhang Qing finally decided to take a gamble.
"But no one knows what's behind the door, so be careful later."
Although he said this, he did not forget that there might be new dangers behind the iron gate;
Although Wan Tong was a little worried, he saw that Zhang Qing had already made his choice, and Liu Baimu obviously preferred to go behind the iron gate.
And now they really had no way out, so he could only nod along.
However, his expression couldn't help but become nervous.
As Zhang Qing said, who knows whether you will encounter danger after opening the iron door, so you must be careful.
It's a matter of life and death, and there's no room for carelessness.
A few people only hesitated for a moment, and then carefully pushed open the heavy, rusty iron door.
After confirming that something strange was triggered by opening the door, a few people cautiously walked into this unexplored place.
Behind the iron gate is not the room that Zhang Qing and others thought, but an even weirder space.
Just like what they saw through the wooden door before was a ghostly staircase, what appeared in front of them now was a quiet and dim corridor.
"Why does this look like a prison cell?"
After walking a little distance along the aisle, Zhang Qing couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face.
On both sides of the corridor, there were rusty iron fences. These iron fences separated each other and formed small independent rooms.
They look like separate cells.
Zhang Qing is not the only one who has this doubt, Wan Tong on the side is also full of doubts;
"There is something really wrong here. I have stayed in this old house for a long time, but I have never heard of there being a prison cell in the old house."
When Zhang Qing heard this, he nodded in agreement.
Although they all knew that there was a problem with this old house, and it was a very big problem, they never thought that there was such a place.
Although this place has not been fully explored, visual inspection shows that the size of this suspected prison cell even exceeds the scope of the old house.
It can be seen that the place where they are now is definitely not in the old house.
They may have entered a special space.
A special space, a cell-like compartment.
This not only made Zhang Qing think about it;
The cells here are probably not used to imprison people, but should be used to imprison evil ghosts.
The most reasonable explanation Zhang Qing could think of was this.
"This is a cell specially designed to hold evil ghosts."
At this moment, Liu Baimu's voice suddenly sounded.
Since he has lost his body and only has one head left, although he is not completely dead yet due to the supernatural power.
But Liu Baimu's condition was very bad.
As time goes by, this situation continues to get worse.
Now I often close my eyes, as if I am about to fall asleep.
It wasn't until he heard what Zhang Qing and Wan Tong said that he opened his eyes.
In the space behind the iron gate, Liu Baimu did not lie, he indeed did not know.
However, as a first-class ghost controller and an experienced ghost controller, he still has a good vision.
So it didn't take long to discover something;
"This space is so secretive. The owner who built this ancient house probably didn't want this place to be discovered, so the cells here are definitely not used to detain people."
Liu Baimu looked around, his pale face moving slightly.
"Perhaps you are wrong. These rooms have neither gold nor supernatural items to suppress them. It is impossible for such cells to contain ghosts."
At this moment, Wan Tong suddenly shook his head and expressed a different opinion;
"I think these rooms should be cells where living people were held in the past. Maybe there were some shameful secret experiments here in the past."
Wan Tong felt that Liu Baimu's speculation was unreasonable, and immediately made his own guess.
Hearing what he said, Zhang Qing also reacted.
It seems that what Wan Tong said does make sense.
As we all know, if you want to imprison evil ghosts, you must use a container made of gold;
Or use another kind of supernatural power to suppress the evil ghost, thereby achieving an effect similar to imprisonment.
But the rooms that looked like prison cells in front of me didn't look like they were made of gold.
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong both frowned.
No matter what kind of speculation, there seems to be some loopholes, but there is also a certain truth.
The two of them immediately walked to a "cell", and then both tentatively stretched out their hands to grab a rusty iron pillar and shook it.
The next second.
The entire iron fence shook with their movements.
It can be seen that this thing is not strong.
"Haven't you noticed the gap between the iron fences?" At this moment, Liu Baimu spoke again:
"Have you ever seen a prison cell with such a large gap between the bars?"
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at the fence.
Sure enough, as Liu Baimu said, the gaps in those fences are so large that even an adult can get out by leaning sideways.
To say that this kind of cell is used to imprison a living person, unless the person imprisoned is a fool.
Otherwise, an individual can easily escape from jail.
In addition to the fence, after careful observation, Zhang Qing and others also discovered some other subtle clues.
That is, these rusty iron cells here do not have cell doors.
Therefore, these rooms are more like cages than cells.
From this point of view, it is indeed impossible to use it to imprison living people.
Since we are not imprisoning living people, we can only imprison ghosts.
At this time, Wan Tong couldn't help but have a look of disdain on his face.
With so many flaws, he no longer insists that these rooms are used to imprison living people.
However, Wan Tong's face flashed with a strong look of doubt at this time:
"But I can't understand how such a perfunctory cell can hold a real evil ghost."
“Perhaps these cells were maintained by some supernatural force before, but as time passed, or the old house lost control;
Now the supernatural power that maintained this place has disappeared, so these things have become ordinary."
Zhang Qing said with some uncertainty.
Although the people from their lifesaving society have been staying here because of the pendulum clock curse, they don't know much about the secrets of this old house.
Many strange phenomena here have not been solved.
Now it seems that I have to add a few more things.