Mysterious recovery

A flimsy door seemed to shut everything out.

"I thought I was a newcomer and could be bullied. I didn't expect this guy to be so stubborn. He hid in and didn't come out. The situation in the hall seems to be wrong. Let's not waste time here. Check the situation. If the situation is not right, we will withdraw."

A person blocking the door looked uneasy.

Ghost masters fight fiercely.

They chased Li Yang because they didn't want to get involved in the melee, lest they die in an inexplicable ghost.

"That makes sense." Another person agreed.

They don't want to waste time with Li Yang here.

But just when they were about to leave, the dilapidated wooden door creaked open again.

It was dark inside, and only a vague figure could be seen standing there.

"Ok?"

One is alert immediately, but then he looks panicked.

A huge pulling force came from the door behind him.

"Damn it, this Li Yang, he controlled more than one ghost." After realizing it, he wanted to resist, but it was too late.

This person was instantly sucked into the gate.

"boom!"

The dilapidated wooden door was closed, and it was quiet inside.

"Open the door for me."

The other person wanted to rescue him, but he still couldn't shake the crumbling wooden door after bumping into it.

I bumped into it several times in a row, and the result was the same as before, and I couldn't rush in to rescue my friend.

But wait for him to try more.

The strange crying sound echoed in the aisle.

This cry has always existed before, but it doesn't feel like it, and it seems to have little effect, but this time it is very wrong.

The man had tears in his eyes and a sad look on his face.

"How could I be like this? This cry..." He reached out and touched his tears.

Then he froze.

There was no movement.

"Crench."

The dilapidated door opened again and bumped into this person.

He fell to the ground with a thud, already a stiff corpse.

In the room, Li Yang's figure appeared, but the person who was pulled in just now had disappeared without a trace, then his expression changed, he hid in the room again, and closed the door.

This crying is already the sixth wave.

It is impossible for a ghost master who controls two ghosts to stop it.

It has been able to kill almost everyone below the captain level.

The sixth wave of crying echoed in the old house, and it had become a source of terror.

No one can survive this cry.

Even Yang Jian felt a little surprised.

Fortunately, he has become a different kind now, and this method of killing cannot be targeted at him, otherwise, all the ghost masters here may be killed by Tong Qian.

"Stop it, it's enough, it's too dangerous, I feel like I've been affected." Feng Quan struggled to get out of the old grave.

But after he walked out, the old grave was still there.

A person is buried inside.

One is Wan Tong, the ghost master who is code-named Ghost Bumping Man.

Tong Qian used her laughter to balance her surroundings so that her teammates would not be attacked. Otherwise, both Feng Quan and Huang Ziya would be killed.

Xiong Wenwen was not affected, he got the birth lottery, and he would not be killed by the supernatural power within 10 minutes.

This made him stand in the middle of the hall without fear.

"Is it all dead?"

Tong Qian's crying stopped, and he glanced at the staggered corpses in the hall.

It seemed that there were no strangers standing besides a few of them.

"It looks similar to the predicted result."

Yang Jian strode back with a dead body at the moment. The spear in his hand was still standing beside it, and a ghost was nailed to it.

"The pendulum clock curse is nothing more than that. Although it is indeed a bit dangerous, it is within the range that outsiders can handle." Feng Quan nodded.

Xiong Wenwen said: "This is all thanks to your father Xiong. If I didn't predict it, Tong Qian would have died, and I would die soon after. In addition, if that white-haired guy kills us first, we will die." Losing three people, the ending will be another one, it is really possible to be wiped out by the group."

"Those people really know how to pick a place, this place can't use Huangquan." Feng Quan felt a little bit restricted and was very unhappy.

Yang Jian looked up into the depths of the old house: "It's not that it can't be used, it's that it's been interfered with. This kind of intervention is very strange. It's not suppressed or influenced, but that the ghost domain can't affect certain parts of the old house."

But Xiong Wenwen was right.

If it wasn't for the prediction, the result would indeed be different if three people were lost.

But this is not entirely true.

Because Yang Jian still had reservations, he didn't try his best.

"But I finally won." Huang Ziya breathed a sigh of relief at the moment.

Although the process looks easy, you can feel the thrill afterward.

Yang Jian frowned, he wanted to say something.

But at this moment, a bell sounded from somewhere deep in the ancient house.

This is the sound of a pendulum clock.

It seems that at some point, the pendulum clock is chiming.

"Not right."

As soon as the bell rang, Yang Jian felt something indescribable.

"It's not right, you see, the corpses of those ghost masters are disappearing..."

Suddenly, Huang Ziya pointed to the crying corpse not far away and said anxiously.

Yes.

In the quiet hall, the corpses of ghost masters who had just been killed by them were disappearing.

They disappeared together with the ghosts in their bodies.

It seemed to be erased by something more terrifying.

"It's impossible. Even if the bell can affect the corpse, it can't affect the ghost."

Feng Quan guessed that there was something wrong with the sound of the bell, but he did not believe that ghosts would be affected by the sound of the bell.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, he seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly took out a pocket watch from his pocket.

It was the pocket watch Wang Chaling gave her before coming here.

He said that the time on the pocket watch is consistent with the time in the old house.

Yet now.

The time on the pocket watch showed six o'clock.

But now, as the bell rang, the time on the pocket watch was rapidly rewinding.

35:[-], [-]:[-], [-]:[-]...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The pendulum clock sounded and stopped at five thirty.

At this point in time, Yang Jian and the others were still walking on the street outside the old house, and did not enter the old house.

"You, you are... Yang Jian?"

suddenly.

In the depths of the old house, several people were coming to the hall, one of them was pushing a wheelchair with a look of astonishment on his face.

The people next to him are also very familiar.

They were all ghost masters who had been killed before.

"Are you kidding?" Yang Jian's face was a little ugly at this moment.

The time on the pocket watch showed five thirty.

But the real time is six o'clock.

Half an hour was erased by the pendulum clock, as if returning to half an hour ago.

"Restart..."

Feng Quan also gritted his teeth at this moment, his expression a little ferocious.

"How is this possible?" Huang Ziya and Tong Qian were also shocked.

How could it not be shocking that the person who had just been killed appeared in front of him and the others again.

Xiong Wenwen couldn't help cursing: "They're cheating, they're cheating, how can they play like this, isn't this bullying? Although my father Xiong likes to play, he has never played like this before."

"Yang Jian, let's go home and don't play with these rascals."

8 Chapter Fifty

Seeing those who had just died reappeared in front of them again, Yang Jian and the others immediately realized what happened when the bell rang just now.

This is reboot.

The bell is the signal.

The entire ancient house underwent a restart, returning to half an hour ago.

Half an hour ago, the ghost masters who were here just now were still alive and did not die, so those who were killed by Yang Jian and others came back to life again.

Unbelievable.

It's incredible.

This reboot has affected people and ghosts alike.

"If the bell just now was really restarting, why didn't we restart along with it?"

Feng Quan asked a question that everyone has.

Yang Jian looked calmly and said: "It should be the curse of the pendulum clock. They all have one thing in common, that is, they all suffered the curse of the pendulum clock, so after restarting, they also restarted themselves, but it seems that the memory is lost. This kind of restart is very Thoroughly, although I came back to life, there is no way to bring back the original memory, which is very similar to the resurrection of the ghost mirror."

"So this is equivalent to restarting and resurrecting?"

Tong Qian frowned: "Speaking of which, don't we have to kill again? What if we kill it again and restart it? If it continues like this, it won't be exhausted."

Others use the pendulum clock to curse to restart, if you don't know how to restart, it doesn't matter if you win after killing ten times, as long as you lose once, you will be gone.

"It's impossible to restart without flaws, at least this ghost didn't restart along with it."

Yang Jian looked down at the motionless corpse nailed under the spear in his hand.

This is a ghost.

He hugged his feet before and made himself unable to move. The level of terror was not low.

But with the restart of the previous bell, the ghost did not disappear with it.

This shows that under the suppression of the coffin nails, the spiritual power of the pendulum clock's restart cannot be affected, so the ghost did not restart along with it.