Mysterious recovery

Wang Chaling tidied up the coffee table unhurriedly, and said slowly.

"But inheriting doesn't mean owning it. Even I don't want to set foot in that place easily, so strictly speaking, the matter of the pendulum clock curse has nothing to do with me. When I realized that the pendulum clock curse was out of control, I also tried to solve it. Apparently, things didn't go well for me and my father stayed in the old house."

After speaking, he sighed and looked a little helpless.

Yang Jian asked directly; "You are the heir to the ancient house of the Republic of China, so how much do you know about the supernatural events during the Republic of China?"

Wang Chaling looked at him in surprise, then shook his head and smiled: "I did come into contact with a lot of supernatural events when I was young, but I was naturally disgusted with dealing with those dirty things, but my father told me since childhood that this is the fate of our royal family. , I asked him how this fate came about, and my father said that grandpa told him."

"However, grandpa is dead. I think my father is a poor man. He is bound and bound by a false fate. After all, it is the 21st century. Who still believes in this?"

"So I abandoned the so-called fate of the royal family and chose to study abroad."

"Maybe it's been too long since the supernatural event disappeared, or my father respected my choice and didn't interfere with me... So I had a very happy time abroad and finally had a normal life. "

"But fate always likes to play tricks on people. Later, supernatural events broke out, and I had to choose to return to Dadong City and inherit the fate of the Wang family. However, because of the years I have been studying abroad, I have not had time to tell my father about many things. Ask, so I don't know much about the Republic of China."

Having said that, he seemed a little apologetic.

"Perhaps that old house contains the clues you want, Captain Yang."

"Your story is wonderful." Yang Jian said coldly.

Wang Chaling said: "It seems that Team Yang doesn't believe it?"

"The heir to the ancient house of the Republic of China has made all the secrets dated just because he left the country. Do you think I will believe it?" Yang Jian said.

Behind every ancient house of the Republic of China, there is a strange and terrifying story.

The same is true of the old house in Dachang City. It originally had an heir. Yang Jian also investigated it. As a result, the only janitor in the dilapidated old house died of illness more than ten or twenty years ago, and all the secrets were buried.

Unexpectedly, this Wang Chaling was actually the living heir to the ancient house.

"Captain Yang has nothing to do if he doesn't believe me, but this is the truth. I did not fully inherit the fate of the Wang family, but only inherited the ghost of the Wang family. Now I am paying for the impulse of my youth." Wang Chaling's handsome face There was some regret on the face.

"Since you don't say anything, I have no choice but to investigate it myself. I just hope that you don't interfere with me. I came here this time to save face, so I'll say hello to you first." Yang Jian said no more, ready to Get up and leave.

Although this Wang Chaling talked a lot, he actually didn't have a single word of key information.

Only know two things.

The old house of the Republic of China is his family's ancestral home.

His father was left in the old house of the Republic of China.

"Captain Yang, wait a minute."

Wang Chaling stopped him suddenly, and then took out an old pocket watch from his pocket. After opening it, the hands on it were still ticking.

"The time on this pocket watch is the same as the time in the old house. I can't do many things. After all, I'm a waste, but you can do it, Captain Yang. So when you get to that old house, please pay attention to the time on the pocket watch. Maybe That can help a little bit.”

Yang Jian looked at him without saying a word.

"Captain Yang thinks I'll harm you?"

Wang Chaling said: "In fact, our purpose is the same. You want to kill those ghost masters, and I also want to take back the ancestral house, find my father, and make up for some regrets."

"I trust you once, but only once, so don't let go of my trust in you, otherwise the next meeting will be a life-and-death struggle between you and me."

Yang Jian said directly, he took the pocket watch, then turned around and glanced at everyone.

Red light shrouded.

Everyone disappeared in an instant.

The cold atmosphere lingering here also dissipated, and the surrounding lights flickered a few times, and all of them returned to light.

"Are you gone?"

Wang Chaling sighed, he took out an old photo and looked at it.

It was a black and white family portrait. There were slightly hunchbacked old man and grandmother on the family portrait. Those were his grandfather and grandmother. There was also a woman in her 30s. That was his mother, but the place next to her was empty. took a piece.

That was originally his father's place.

But his father got lost and was left in that old house.

And the remaining corner looks like Wang Chaling.

It's just that Wang Chaling in the photo is not in black and white but in color.

But the photos are slowly fading over time.

In addition, the background of the photo is an ancient house from the Republic of China period.

"Mom, do you think that Yang Jian will succeed?" Wang Chaling muttered to himself.

In the photo, the woman in her thirties turned her head slightly at the moment, looking at him strangely, as if she heard him talking.

"Mom, help me go and see. If you see your father, please bring him back. Don't let him conflict with Yang Jian. That Yang Jian has a coffin nail in his hand and will kill his father." Wang Chaling said again low voice.

The woman in the photo turned around numbly at this moment, and her figure was gradually moving away, as if she had walked into the oppressive and dark old house of the Republic of China in the background of the photo.

The weird photos of a family of three generations and five members now have another seat vacant.

Only grandparents and Wang Chaling were left.

8Chapter 17 Old Houses in Dadong City

On a street in Dadong City.

Red light flashed.

A group of people appeared on the road out of thin air, ignoring the surprise and astonishment of the people around them, and walked straight ahead.

Before the people arrived, the nearby pedestrians gave way one after another.

"Captain, do you think Wang Chaling's words are credible?" Feng Quan was expressionless and his voice was dull.

"Wang Chaling just said that he is a waste, do you believe it? Don't pay attention to his words, just do what you want. Wang Chaling must have the strength and ability to convince the public when he was appointed by the headquarters to be the captain. This person cannot be underestimated." Look, I went to his place just to say hello to him, and told him that I was going to deal with the pendulum clock curse, and at the same time, I also wanted to confirm his attitude."

Yang Jian said as he walked with a cold face: "If he dares to stop, I will deal with him together. However, Wang Chaling sensed my intention, so he sent out a pocket watch to express his opinion."

"He didn't really help me, but to prove that he has nothing to do with the pendulum clock's curse, and he is willing to stand by the headquarters. If he is not clear at this time, he will kill himself."

"What if it really has nothing to do with Wang Chaling?" Tong Qian asked in a low voice.

Yang Jian said: "Don't be too naive, there is such an organization under his jurisdiction, and people have killed me in Dachang City, it's not something he can just say it's okay, even if it's really okay, the word dereliction of duty is not enough. I can’t escape, I can give him face and sit down to drink tea, or I can stand up and overturn the table.”

"It depends on which step Wang Chaling wants to take."

"The guy was very patient after all, and made a decision at the end to take a stand."

He looked at the pocket watch in his hand, the hands were still moving, but it was 05:30, which was the same as the real time.

"The conflict just now was...really?" Li Yang said in a deep voice, "Didn't it scare people?"

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: "Am I the kind of person who likes to bluff? Then if Wang Chaling can't handle it, I will immediately invade him with a ghost image, and I won't give him a chance to pretend to be a ghost, but now it seems that this The pre-determined captain is still very strong, my temptation made the two ghosts behind him emerge, but this is not his limit."

"In other words, Wang Chaling is a person who has controlled at least three ghosts, and there is a high probability that he has supernatural items in his hands, and he mentioned his Wang family, which shows that he is not alone, but a group of people, otherwise He couldn't have been that calm under the pressure of a small team of mine."

Playing chess and drinking tea with Wang Chaling was a process of mutual testing.

"A captain-level game? It's really scary." Li Yang thought to himself.

It seems that the process of the two people's contact is quite calm, but in fact, if they are not careful, it will be a captain-level battle.

People at this level are too confident.

When Yang Jian debuted, he ran amok and dared to kill anyone.

Wang Chaling called himself a waste, but in fact, he used two ghosts for the slightest movement in Yang Jian, and he still had some reservations about it.

After walking for a while.

Next to the street in front, an old Republic of China house with mottled and peeling walls, covered with moss and wall-climbing tigers gradually appeared in sight. This old house was not hidden or isolated, but Standing there grandly, there are even ordinary pedestrians passing by nearby.

The only preventive measure is the rusty iron gate in front of the gate of the ancient house.

Although the iron gate is more than three meters high, if you really want to go in, you can turn it in relatively easily.

The style of the ancient house is more European style, not the traditional Chinese style. Most of the building materials are blue bricks, so even now it is still well preserved, there is no defect, no collapse, but the glass of the window has been broken, and no one is there. After repairs, only a few empty window holes remained.

This old house is much better than the one in Dachang City. If it is inherited and renovated, the yard can be cleaned up and even people can live in it.

Yang Jian didn't use the ghost domain to invade directly, because it was too reckless, so he chose to come to the street near the ancient house and walk close.

"It's just ahead. If you encounter a ghost master in the ancient house, don't hesitate to kill him directly. Don't let me down this time. I want to see your actions and cooperation."

"Don't worry, Daddy Xiong is here to ensure that there will be no problems." Xiong Wenwen patted his chest, as if he was handing over to me, very confident.

Feng Quan, Tong Qian and Li Yang were all serious.

Because they have all suffered losses and know the power and horror of these people, they are not so optimistic.

Although the captain Yang Jian was with him this time, there was no guarantee that there were no captain-level figures in the ancient house where the pendulum clock was located.

"arrive."

The footsteps stopped.

Everyone stood in front of this rusty iron door.

Through the gap between the iron gates, the whole picture of the ancient house is presented. The heavy gate has not rotted, but is locked by rusty chains. It seems that it has not been opened for decades, but in the yard full of withered grass, it is I saw a lot of footprints of living people, and it seems that people still come in and out of this place occasionally.

But when the gate is locked and the iron gate is closed, what kind of person would be active in such a deserted place?

Definitely not those curious passers-by.

"Inside, something is wrong."

Li Yang pressed one hand on the iron door, and the rusted iron door twisted strangely at this moment, making a creaking sound.

Then his face changed suddenly and he withdrew his palm.

"There is a terrifying spiritual force intervening inside. I tried to block the ghost inside with the door blocking ghost, but the resistance failed, and even the door was affected."

Li Yang still had lingering fears in his heart. He was defeated in an instant after a small temptation just now.

He did not destroy the twisted iron gate, but was disturbed by the spiritual power inside during the confrontation.

You must know that ghosts like doors affected by him can't break open, but they lost their effect in front of the courtyard of this ancient house, and were suppressed without any resistance.

"It looks calm, but it's actually very dangerous. Wang Chaling does have a problem. This place is so dangerous that it's not sealed off. If someone accidentally runs in, they won't be able to get out."

Feng Quan's dull voice sounded, and he grabbed the rusty iron door and shook it casually.

The lock on the iron door broke immediately.

The twisted iron door was opened.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but just took the lead and walked in the front, ready to forcibly break into this long-abandoned old house.

But before he could take a few steps, he stopped suddenly.

Eyes moved.

He turned sharply and looked behind him.

At this moment, by the side of the road, there are many pedestrians scattered here and there looking over curiously.

It seems that they destroyed the iron door that hadn't been opened for a long time to attract attention, or maybe the strangeness of their group attracted attention, or maybe they were all looking at Huang Ziya, a beautiful woman.

In short, there are quite a few people watching.

But Yang Jian's eyes were very keen on a man who was taking pictures with his mobile phone.

The man was wearing a hat and a sweater, and he was dressed in a more fashionable and avant-garde manner. There was nothing strange about him, but his hand holding the mobile phone was dull in complexion, stiff and thin, and covered with corpse spots.

now.

The man seemed to have noticed Yang Jian's gaze, and the two looked at each other.

Afterwards, he hurriedly took back his phone and turned around to leave as if fleeing.

"act recklessly."

Yang Jian stood still.

next moment.

A cracked golden spear appeared out of thin air, directly pierced his body and nailed him to the ground.

"Ghost eyes...Yang Jian?"

The man roared hoarsely. He tried to pull out the spear, but his body could no longer move, and he froze in place, presenting a distorted posture.