Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 892

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Zhang Qing and Wan Tong listened to the second bell in the depths of the cell, but this time the time in the ancient house was no longer restarted, but moved forward.

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Moving forward doesn't seem to have changed anything, and neither of the two of them lost their memories.

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

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

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The man lowered his head slightly, as if he was writing something on the notebook on the table, smeared with thick and black ink, blurred lines appeared, and there were rustling sounds in the quiet surroundings.

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This movement immediately attracted the attention of the two.

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They turned around cautiously with their bodies tense.

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"Could it be a person? There was no one there just now. It should have appeared after the bell rang..." Wan Tong's throat moved, staring at the person in front of the desk.

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Zhang Qing observed it carefully.

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The person sitting at the desk seemed to be forty or fifty years old, with white hair on the temples, and slightly withered hands with yellowed hands. The whole person maintained an almost rigid movement to maintain the movement of writing, although there was nothing strange at first glance. , but if you look closely, there is a strange feeling everywhere.

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

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But the conditions of the ancient house are not suitable for living people at all. Even those who have suffered from the curse of the pendulum clock are only for a short stay, and they have to leave in case of danger.

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"Whether it's human or not, it's very abnormal. Let's get out of here." Zhang Qing looked solemn.

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In this kind of environment, there is nothing normal at all, all of which are terrifying things that involve supernatural beings.

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If it wasn't for the purpose of looking for the pendulum clock and avoiding Yang Jian's attack by the way, they would not have come to this place at all.

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"You should go and see the situation. Maybe it's the ghost rider who got lost here before. If you can find some clues, I believe it will be very helpful to you."

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Liu Baimu's head was awake again at this time, he also observed the person in front of the desk, and reminded Zhang Qing.

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"Even if the ghost rider who was lost in the past is likely to be dead at this time, maybe he is a real ghost now, and it is very risky to approach it rashly." Zhang Qing hesitated and said.

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"There is really no clue and nothing, as long as you avoid Yang Jian's pursuit and survive."

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He is not very ambitious and does not dare to ask for anything else.

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Liu Baimu said: "It's so naive, the battle between the ghost riders is your life and death, if you don't want to master the secrets of this ancient house, then you have no capital to fight against Yang Jian, and one day you left here Yang Jian He will still hunt you down, he has already killed you once, and you are already on the death list on his side."

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"Maybe you will find yourself wanted by the world as soon as you go out, and it's only a matter of time before you get killed."

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"Liu Baimu is right." Wan Tong nodded in agreement.

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Zhang Qing's expression changed. He also thought about this kind of problem, but he didn't think about it deeply, and he also knew that the reason why Liu Baimu didn't let the two of them feel at ease was that he wanted to use himself to find the pendulum clock and restart it. Once, let yourself come alive.

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Everyone has their own thoughts.

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

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"Then go take a look." Zhang Qing took a deep breath and was changed by Liu Baimu and Wan Tong.

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

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Wan Tong nodded.

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

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If you really encounter dangers that you can't deal with, you naturally have to run for your life.

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After getting close.

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

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Surprisingly, although the man raised his head, his eyes were closed.

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His face was slightly pale, but it was not so obvious under the light of the yellow desk lamp next to him.

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"Stop."

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The two of them froze in their hearts and immediately stopped moving.

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It seems that their movements attracted the strange man with his eyes closed. Now that they have stopped, the man seems to have fallen into peace.

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But it's very close.

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

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Originally, the notes that were intermittent, like a password, can now be clearly seen.

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The content of the notebook reads: Anyone who sees this notebook, please close the notebook, this is a cursed notebook, please do not open it again.

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This sentence is like a hint, but also a kind of help.

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Zhang Qing and Wan Tong both paused after seeing this sentence, and felt an inexplicable anxiety in their hearts.

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Because they were very daring just now, they were rummaging around on this desk, but they didn't expect that this notebook was actually a supernatural item that could make people cursed.

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

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

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"This is too reckless. Maybe it's a trap. This person knows it's abnormal at first sight. What if the Specter attacked us if he moved the notebook?" Zhang Qing hesitated, not wanting to take this risk.

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To put it bluntly, it is greed for life and fear of death.

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However, the members of the Pendulum Clock Curse are all afraid of death, and they are also timid in doing things, so they can't become a good climate.

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"You are also ghost riders. If a ghost attacks you, you won't necessarily die. What are you afraid of?"

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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."

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"If I hadn't lost my body, I wouldn't need the help of the two of you at all. It seems that Yang Jian made the right decision, kill me first, and then deal with you slowly, because he knows that you can't become a climate, and you can't pose a threat. "

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"Liu Baimu, don't provoke me, I'm not really afraid of the ghosts attacking, I just don't want to be in a dilemma." Zhang Qing said.

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Although he is timid, he is not without brains.

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"Then are you going to do it or not?" Liu Baimu said.

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Zhang Qing's eyes flickered, still hesitant.

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Wan Tong on the side said: "We've come to this point, let's try it out, Liu Baimu is right, if it's in danger, run away, we're not the ones in charge, we need to deal with supernatural events, we can't beat this. There is no problem in escaping.”

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When he was speaking, he was already in action.

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Carefully reached out and picked up the notebook in front of this strange man with closed eyes, and closed it.

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The notebook has an indescribable gloomy feeling, holding it in his hand as if touching a cold corpse.

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soon.

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

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After closing the notebook.

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

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His eyes were a little dull, but as time passed, he slowly recovered.

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A strange smile appeared on that stiff face.

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"Damn it, this notebook shouldn't be touched." Zhang Qing's expression changed drastically, and he was even ready to be attacked by ghosts.

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"Wrong, you should move this notebook. If you don't, 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.

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Did you speak?

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Then it should be alive.

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

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"A hapless person lost in an ancient house, this desk and notebook are a trap, everyone who enters here will look at this notebook curiously, but the result is that they are trapped by this notebook and cannot break free, only the right time meets the right one. Talented people have the opportunity to break free from this shackles.”

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The middle-aged man slowly stood up.

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He seemed to have been sitting in that chair for a long time, and when he stood up, his whole body cracked, as if stretching his muscles.

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

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Because this person doesn't seem to fit in with today's people, and looks like a person from the 1980s in terms of clothes and attire,

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If it's true.

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

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But can ordinary people live so long?

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Even the best ghost riders can't survive being trapped for decades.

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"Ok?"

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

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

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The middle-aged man strode over. He grabbed Liu Baimu's head and looked at his neck while holding his hair.

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Suddenly.

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The middle-aged man let out a sneer: "Interesting, it was the wound cut by the hatchet. Was that thing still taken away?"

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"It was taken by a man named Yang Jian. His code name is Ghost Eye. He is the person in charge of Dachang City. We are being hunted down by his team led by him."

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Liu Baimu immediately said, "If you can save me, I can help you take that supernatural item."

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Looking at the situation, this person who got out of trouble seemed to know a lot of supernatural situations, and he could see at a glance how his wounds were caused.

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"Yang Jian? The name is good. I used to know a guy named Yang who was also a tough guy. Now I don't know if he is dead." The middle-aged man seemed to recall some unhappy things, and he asked again: " You want to kill people with a knife, it's a good idea, but unfortunately I have more important things to do."

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"How old is the Wang family now?"

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"The third generation, headed by Wang Chaling, the person in charge of Dadong City, a captain-level figure." Liu Baimu replied immediately, without any intention of concealing it.

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The more cooperation at this time, the greater the probability of survival.

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"Sure enough, the little guy who went to study abroad still followed his father's path and became the third generation of the Wang family, but it was only passed on to the third generation. It seems that I was not sleepy for as long as I imagined."

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Liu Baimu's heart froze.

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Sure enough.

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My guess was right, this person is not a ghost hunter of the same era as him at all, but a legacy from the previous era.

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He has also collected some intelligence data. Although the recovery of Li Gui happened in recent years, someone had already dealt with Li Gui as early as 20 years ago, but the information was blocked at that time, and the trouble was not fierce, so there was no Special attention is paid to it, and some information that seems to be true and false can only be collected from some urban strange stories passed down by word of mouth.

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But that information can only be used as an after-dinner story to tell the children and grandchildren, not as evidence.

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"You guys are really interesting. Looking for the pendulum clock, I found this ghost place. This is the dungeon of the Wang family. It is the place where several generations of the Wang family have used to imprison the ghosts, but you can see that the pendulum clock has not been found." The young man sneered somewhat mockingly.

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"Do you know where the pendulum clock is?" Zhang Qing hurriedly asked.

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"Of course I know, the pendulum clock is in this ancient house." The middle-aged man said.

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"..."

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Isn't this bullshit?

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The middle-aged man added: "People who are not capable can't get in touch with the pendulum clock of the Wang family. The clock does not exist in the present, but in the past. Only those who have mastered the restart, or those who use the power of the Specter to restart, can Find where the pendulum clock is."

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"It turned out to be so."

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Hearing this, several people suddenly widened their eyes.

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So many people have been searching for love for a long time, but they are all in vain.

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"You know so well, you must know how to get the pendulum clock." Liu Baimu said.

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"I'm really looking for that thing, but it's not particularly important to me. What I want to do now is to release the ghost in this dungeon." The middle-aged man said calmly, but revealed cruelty and sympathy. Crazy meaning.

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"what?"

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Several people were shocked.

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The man in front of him was about to release the ghost in the cell.

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"This dungeon won't be able to keep these ghosts away sooner or later. How come many people don't know this." As he spoke, he walked to the other end of the prison.

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It was darkness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It seems that there is a secret to open this cell in that darkness.

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"This is bad."

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Zhang Qing was dumbfounded at the moment. They thought they could get some help after saving this person, and they could even help themselves kill Yang Jian.

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Unexpectedly, this is actually a lunatic who wants to release the Specter that the Wang family has imprisoned in this dungeon for generations.

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Although I don't know how many ghosts there are, it is obvious that there are not many.

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If all these things are released, then Dadong City will be finished. What does this person think?

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She is willing to do this kind of detrimental thing.

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If it was them, they would never take the initiative to release these ghosts, because it would also bring them a lot of trouble.

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"This is a lunatic..." Several people had this idea in their hearts.

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"What now? We seem to have released an incredible person."

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After a moment of silence, Zhang Qing's voice carried a bit of helplessness and remorse.

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"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

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Before he could finish speaking, there was a crashing sound in the dark dungeon.

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The nearby iron fences were shaking, as if they were about to collapse.

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(End of this chapter)

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