Even though this ancient house restarted and returned to half an hour ago, Yang Jian still did not intend to let go of the man named Liu Baimu. In Xiong Wenwen's prediction, he had killed one of his team members, although he did not know it.
His intelligence information is enough to prove that Liu Baimu poses a certain threat.
Yang Jian had no idea of retaining his ability. He triggered the curse of the hatchet and struck the medium left by Liu Baimu with one strike.
The knife was very cruel, cutting off Liu Baimu's neck and his head.
But the next moment, the hatchet curse broke out on Yang Jian.
A blood-red gash also appeared on his neck. This wound not only appeared on his body, but also on his ghostly figure.
There is also a gap on the ghost's neck.
This curse even affected the evil spirits, but the wounds caused by this curse were different from the wounds caused by the hatchet.
The wounds caused by the curse can be healed in a short time, but the wounds caused by the cuts cannot be healed in a short time, not even by evil spirits, it will take a lot of time.
To a certain extent, the complete ghosting can offset the harm caused by the curse of the hatchet.
"If you don't trigger the medium and use the hatchet, the curse will only act on the body and will not affect the ghosts in the body. However, after the medium is triggered, your own ghosts will also be harmed, which is unavoidable." Yang Jian looked at the ghost with his head down.
Shadow's neck.
A ferocious gash appeared.
It seemed as if this ghost was about to turn into a headless ghost again.
But no.
The crack on the ghost shadow appeared and then quickly recovered. The ghost's instinct of splicing the body was working to heal the wound.
And at the same time.
Liu Baimu didn't know that Yang Jian had already targeted him.
After leaving the hall of the ancient house, Liu Baimu and others dispersed into the depths of the ancient house. Even the members who often come in and out here dare not say that they fully understand this ancient house, although this ancient house is not special.
It's big, but it's also very strange, because every day, this ancient house undergoes some different changes.
These changes are indescribable and irregular.
Sometimes there is an extra door, sometimes there are more unknown areas, sometimes there are more walkways.
Sometimes there are even horrific supernatural events happening.
Many people have disappeared in the ancient house and have not appeared yet.
If everyone hadn't been cursed by the pendulum clock, they wouldn't want to stay here at all. Even if they stayed, they wouldn't dare to go deep into the ancient house or walk around casually.
Although the probability of something happening is low, no one wants to take this risk.
"Someone has been exploring this ancient house for three months in order to find the location of the pendulum clock, and recorded every change and every additional area, even though it cost some money.
, but I have almost mastered most of the rules of this ancient house."
Liu Baimu took out a notebook, which was densely filled with various notes and drawings.
This thing was not completed by him alone, but by several groups of people.
Liu Baimu was not the only one who had the ambition to find the clock man. He also organized a team to explore the ancient house. Although he encountered some dangers, he also determined a lot of things.
"A door that appears every twelve days. That door has not been explored yet for some reason, and it is very close to the area where the pendulum clock rings. Today is the day that door appears. This is
It might be an opportunity for me."
Liu Baimu was walking in the dark and silent ancient house, his expression changing uncertainly, and he was weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
According to his idea, he didn't plan to explore the ancient house so anxiously.
But there is no way.
Yang Jian came in today and blocked the doorway without even the possibility of escaping.
Unless the other party is killed, he will be the one who dies today.
Therefore, Liu Baimu knew in his heart that he only had one chance to make a comeback.
Get that pendulum clock.
The purpose of searching for the whereabouts of the president was just an excuse to appease everyone. In fact, he had selfish motives.
The president has been missing in the ancient house for so long. He is probably dead. When he was found, it was a corpse. No, maybe it was a ghost that had revived.
"Liu Baimu, as soon as we disperse, we will soon be defeated by Yang Jian and others. If we get together, we may use a rat weapon to deal with it. It's not like you made this decision." The one in the wheelchair.
The ghost master named Zhang Qing said in a low voice.
He walked with Wan Tong and Liu Baimu, and the three of them temporarily gathered together to form a team.
Liu Baimu said with a gloomy look: "There is no way. If we get together, we will be attacked by a single net. When we disperse, we will be defeated by each one. Everyone on the left and right will die. But after we disperse, the chance of survival is even greater. The situation in the ancient house
The changes are strange, that Yang Jian who just came here must not know the situation here."
"So we have to hurry up and explore the last area. It may be dangerous, but it is also a turning point."
Zhang Qing shook his head slightly and felt helpless. He and others were like mice being chased away by the cat Yang Jian.
"Exploring unknown areas is risky, and we might get lost in the ancient house." Wan Tong said silently.
"Everyone has risks, so it's better to control the risks in your own hands." Liu Baimu said solemnly.
While talking, a few people quietly got away from the crowd and came to the third floor of the ancient house.
The corridor on the third floor is old and in disrepair. The wooden floor creaks and creaks, as if someone might step on it and fall down the stairs at any time. There are even damaged and missing wooden boards in some places. The most exaggerated thing is that there are
There was a hole in the board at one place.
The hole was so dark that it was impossible to see what was inside. Someone threw something to test it, but it turned out that the thing did not fall to the second floor, but simply disappeared.
Ignoring the black hole on the ground, the three people continued walking forward.
They moved very quickly, because Yang Jian was still moving across the hall and would kill him at any time, so there was no room for any hesitation.
"arrive."
The two continued walking along the corridor, and at the end of the corridor, an old wooden door appeared in front of them.
Normally, this is just a wall without a door, but today this wooden door appeared.
Someone drew an outline with paint on the side of the wooden door. This is a sign to let others know that a door will appear here at some point.
Liu Baimu opened it with ease. He had been to this place more than once, but every time he didn't have the courage to step in.
This time he opened the old wooden door again.
The rusty iron bolt creaked, giving people a feeling that it was about to fall off at any time, but behind the door was a cold step. This step was extremely strange, actually extending upward instead of downward.
You must know that this is the third floor. If you stand higher, you can touch the roof. There is nothing upstairs.
But there is still a way to go through the steps inside a wooden door on the third floor.
It was a mysterious and strange unknown place.
It is not within the area of the ancient house.
Before entering, there was a vaguely nauseating smell of corpses drifting down the steps, as if a corpse was rotting, and the temperature inside seemed to be extremely cold. Occasionally, some strange sounds could be heard.
Like signs of human activity.
"Go in."
Liu Baimu said immediately. He didn't hesitate and walked away directly.
Zhang Qing, who was sitting in a wheelchair, hesitated for a moment and got out of the wheelchair, then stepped up the steps stiffly.
Wan Tong had no choice but to follow behind.
But not long after the three of them walked up the stairs.
Sudden.
Liu Baimu, who was walking in front, froze and stopped. His eyes suddenly opened, all the hairs on his body stood up, and he felt an unprecedented sense of danger.
But don't wait until he is alert to his surroundings.
next moment.
A strange crack appeared on his neck.
"What happened?" Liu Baimu became frightened and subconsciously covered his neck.
But it's no longer useful.
With a shake of his neck, his head fell down, landed on the steps with a dull sound, and then rolled down all the way.
Blood spurted out from the headless neck, splattering all over the floor.
"Liu Baimu." Zhang Qing behind him was also startled. He subconsciously caught the head that rolled down the steps in front of him.
"Is there a ghost on these steps? Are we being attacked by a ghost?" Wan Tong stared around nervously.
Liu Baimu's head seemed to still retain consciousness. After a brief moment of shock, he immediately realized something: "No, it's not a ghost attacking, it's Yang Jian, it's Yang Jian who's attacking me."
"How can you be sure?" Zhang Qing said hurriedly.
"This is how Fang Shiming in the circle of friends was killed. Everyone in the circle knew that Yang Jian had something in his hand that could not attack others without meeting him. It was a supernatural item, probably a hatchet. The weapon in his hand before was very
It’s weird, I’ve always noticed it.”
Liu Baimu gritted his teeth, and his face became increasingly pale because his blood was rapidly draining away.
But he is still alive.
It seemed that some supernatural power was keeping him alive.
"Then what should we do now?" Zhang Qing's face changed uncertainly, and he became panicked.
Yang Jian can kill people without anyone seeing it, and it will be useless wherever he goes.
Liu Baimu's pale face moved, and he looked at his own headless corpse still standing on the steps in front.
The body did not move, but it did not fall down either. There seemed to be some incomprehensible and strange force supporting the body.
"Why panic? Keep moving forward. You can't turn back at this time, otherwise you will all be killed. Yang Jian's method cannot be without cost. Supernatural items require considerable risks. His attack was used on me.
That person must be aware of my threat, after all, I killed the other party’s Li Yang half an hour ago.”
Liu Baimu was still conscious, his thinking was not disordered, and he spoke very rationally: "Yang Jian was afraid that I would repeat my old tricks and kill one of his team members, so he attacked me first. I'm sure
You are safe after this attack."
"It's impossible for a person like Yang Jian to waste his attacks on you people, because in his opinion, you can kill them easily, and it's not worth the risk for him to take the risk of using supernatural items."
"Go quickly, don't linger. It will be very dangerous for my body to stay here. When the evil ghost revives, all of you will die. And I can't live long like this. I can only restart the resurrection if I find the pendulum clock."
He was urging because just now he saw his body moving slightly.
This is a very bad signal.
Zhang Qing and Wan Tong looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and walked forward along the steps.
They quickly passed Liu Baimu's headless body in front of them, not daring to stop here.
Once the evil ghost revives, this staircase will become a death road leading to hell, and whoever comes will die.