Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 893 Chen Qiaoyang

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"Captain, what do you think will be at the end of this step? The supernatural phenomenon that kept appearing before seemed to be guiding us into it."

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On the third floor of the ancient house, Huang Ziya played with the thick black hair in front of her, her eyes always staying on the narrow, dark steps.

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Driven by a certain curiosity, she has an urge to explore inside.

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"The previous ghost driver Zhang Qing in a wheelchair, Wan Tong with the code name Ghost Crash, and Liu Baimu entered it. I feel that there is a great danger in it, and I don't want to take risks in order to kill these two people. , let's stop here, go back and say hello to Wang Chaling before leaving Dadong City."

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"After all, Dachang City is our territory. It's not a good thing if everyone leaves for too long."

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Yang Jian took Liu Baimu's headless body and started to leave.

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He needed this headless corpse to declare to the people in the spiritual circle that Liu Baimu, who was cursed by the pendulum clock, had been killed by himself.

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Everyone nodded and had no opinion on this decision.

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Immediately, they all started to evacuate the ancient house.

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However, when returning to the first floor, Huang Ziya said again: "Captain, it's very strange. Li Yang's signal appeared here, but no one saw him."

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"Send him non-stop text messages to inform him to leave the old house. He should have been lost. After the pendulum clock rings, the time in the old house is disrupted. Any supernatural power may affect the restart of the bell. The signal may That's right, but he's not at this time." Yang Jian said.

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"I'll send a text message right now." Huang Ziya began to edit the text message to send to Li Yang.

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However, at this time, there was a dull crashing sound inside the ancient house. The sound was like the wall was collapsing, and even the entire ancient house was shaking.

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There was a rustling of dust falling from the top of everyone's heads.

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"Earthquake?" Xiong Wenwen immediately held his head and prepared to squat down.

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Feng Quan and Tong Qian frowned and raised their heads slightly to look at the roof.

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Then he lowered his head again.

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"The sound didn't come from above, it came from below, but it wasn't an earthquake, like someone was tearing down the wall below."

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Yang Jian immediately said: "Leave here, don't stay any longer, I have a bad feeling that something is about to happen."

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Everyone's expressions froze, and they left the old house quickly. They wanted to get out of this place before this abnormality happened, and they didn't want to be involved in any strange things.

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At this moment.

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Yang Jian took time to glance at the pocket watch in his hand.

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At this time, he found that the bell had not yet sounded, but there was an unexplainable phenomenon in the time on the pocket watch. The minute hand on it was moving forward quickly, sometimes going backwards madly, as if it was out of control and could not function normally. .

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However, no matter how big the fluctuation of the minute hand on the pocket watch is, it is only within half an hour before and after, and cannot exceed this limit.

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And this limit happens to be the time period when the ancient house is restarted.

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"There is no such anomaly in the memory of Liao Fan that I have."

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Yang Jian frowned: "I didn't hear the bell ringing at this time. Could it be that Zhang Qing's people have already obtained the time when the pendulum clock is controlling the time in the ancient house?"

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"No, it's not very likely. The clock doesn't exist now, and it's impossible for them to find it."

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"Then there are only two possibilities left. Either the pendulum clock is out of control, or it is someone else who turns the pendulum clock."

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He surmised from a little information.

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But Yang Jian's analysis is very close to the truth.

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The person who affects the time of the pendulum clock is not Zhang Qing, nor Liu Baimu, but a bizarre person they accidentally released.

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The mutation here is caused by that person.

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soon.

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Yang Jian took the others out of the ancient house, and he was indifferent to the huge movement in the ancient house.

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But as soon as they walked out of the old house, everyone saw in front of the gate of the front yard of the old house, a lifeless, gray-white man, like a corpse in a portrait, was standing there stiff and motionless, looking at him with expressionless eyes. over here.

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"It's the ghost from before. It appeared again. This time he stopped us and didn't seem to want us to leave here." Feng Quan said.

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Such obvious intent is easy to discern.

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"The more it goes on like this, the more we have to leave. The spirit won't let us leave, the ancient house has changed again, and the time is irregular. We can't stay in this place anymore, even if we haven't found Li Yang, we have to leave first. ."

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"This ghost will not be allowed, so it will be imprisoned here."

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Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and red light flashed in his dark eyes.

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This place is no longer inside the ancient house, and his ghost realm has not been interfered with and can be used normally.

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However, the coffin nails in his hand were still nailed to Liu Baimu's body, and there was no way to use it for the time being, but that was enough. After all, the whole team was dispatched together on his side.

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Without hesitation or hesitation, he strode forward and directly met the unknown Specter standing in front of the iron gate in the front yard.

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Yang Jian is confident that even if he triggers the ghost's killing rule and is targeted, he will be able to resist the attack of the Specter. After all, he is now an alien, not a simple ghost-controller.

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However, things did not happen as expected.

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After Yang Jian approached, the ghost standing in front of the iron gate blocking the road started to move again. The ghost seemed to give way and walked to the side.

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"Get out of the way? Is it a coincidence or intentional?"

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Others were surprised to see such a scene.

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When will ghosts take the initiative to avoid people?

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Yang Jian also frowned. Since the ghost blocking the road has gone away, he doesn't want to waste time on this unknown ghost, and he vaguely feels that this ghost seems to be different from this ancient house. relationship, otherwise it will not often appear in the interior of the ancient house.

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However, Liao Fan had no impression of these in his memory.

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This is rather strange.

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At about eight o'clock, Yang Jian and the others walked out of the old house and came to the streets of Dadong City.

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Although it was night, there were still pedestrians on the street, and you could see the street lights outside and hear the horns of cars.

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This means that he and others have left the supernatural area, and the surroundings have returned to normal.

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"I finally came out. My father Xiong is really exhausted. It's already past eight o'clock. Go to bed and go back to sleep. My mother said that children who sleep late don't grow taller." Xiong Wenwen cheered, he was not at all timid. Willing to stay in the old house.

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"The movement inside is still continuing, and it looks very wrong." Feng Quan said in a suppressed voice.

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The loud noise in the ancient house can be heard from outside, as if the house is being demolished, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

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"Go to Wang Chaling first, he seems to be hiding a lot of things from me." Yang Jian raised his head slightly.

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His eyes turned to a building in the distance.

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It seemed that he could see the inside of the top floor of the building through the layers of barriers.

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When preparing to use the ghost realm to transfer everyone.

At this time, something seemed to be thrown out of the ancient house and hit the two women passing by.

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"Ah." A woman cried out in pain and fell to the ground after being hit by the thing.

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"Who threw something and hit us?" a woman next to her complained angrily.

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However, when the thing rolled into the middle of the road and was reflected under the street lamps next to it, his anger turned into panic, and he didn't dare to complain any more.

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Because it was a pale human head...

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"what!"

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The scream came, which attracted the attention of some people around, and many people stopped and looked over in surprise.

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But what they saw was two women who looked like they were running away.

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"Ok?"

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Yang Jian turned around indifferently, peeped with ghost eyes, and saw the dead head flying out of the ancient house.

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This dead head is... Liu Baimu.

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he died.

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The head was thrown out of the ancient house, and the body was pierced by the cracked spear in Yang Jian's hand and picked up in his hand.

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At the same time, the huge movement in the ancient mansion stopped.

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The third floor of the old house.

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At a broken window, a strange figure lingered there, as if peeping out.

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"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

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At the same time, there was a sound of a bell in the ancient house again. It was the familiar sound of a pendulum clock, but this time, the pendulum clock did not ring on time as usual, but at the wrong time.

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"Pick up that human head." Yang Jian gave Guitong an order at this moment.

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A child who was hiding among the crowd, like a dead baby, ran barefoot all the way, picked up the dead head that belonged to Liu Baimu that had fallen on the road, and ran back immediately.

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Yang Jian glanced at it.

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Liu Baimu's head is not complete. There is a palm print on his face. The palm print is formed after the skull is sunken.

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In other words, Liu Baimu's head was crushed by someone.

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The strength of a living person is not enough to crush a skull, so the only person who can do this is a Specter or a Ghost Rider.

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Yang Jian's guess is biased towards the latter.

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Because ghosts don't deliberately throw human heads out.

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"Judging from the situation of Liu Baimu's head, he shouldn't have died after I cut him off. He should have died later, so there are other people in the ancient house."

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Yang Jian looked at the figure wandering behind the broken window on the third floor of the ancient house.

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He couldn't see clearly, because the supernatural power in the ancient house interfered with his ghost eyes, so he couldn't peep the scene inside.

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Otherwise, he would have figured out everything in the ancient house long ago, and he would not have been afraid and left first.

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"What is that?" Feng Quan also noticed the shadow.

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"Ghost?" Tong Qian guessed.

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"No, it's a human being. A real ghost won't stare at me like this all the time." Yang Jian said, "But I can feel that it is a very dangerous existence."

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The man who was wandering on the third floor was now peeping at Yang Jian on the street outside.

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It seems that the supernatural power that affects the ancient house cannot affect him.

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"Is that Yang Jian? He is indeed a good junior, and he has a lot of ideas. He fuses a hatchet and coffin nails together to form a supernatural weapon that belongs to him. As a result, the rules of the two supernatural items are complicated. It is difficult for a person to figure out how to use it even if he is holding it, and he is indeed young and promising if he can get these two psychic items."

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The mysterious man smiled meaningfully: "It's just a pity, it's not good to grow up like someone, but he has to be like the person I hate the most."

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"Don't worry, the countdown has already started. I'll go to him soon to find out something."

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There was a crisp tick tick behind him, and that sound was made by the clock running.

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It's just that this kind of time has obviously been adjusted faster, and the time travels very quickly.

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Behind this person, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong were terrified, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

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Because just now Liu Baimu's head was crushed and thrown out.

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In this person's words, Liu Baimu only had one head left, unable to control the Specter, and it was useless after resurrection.

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So Liu Baimu died.

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Because there is no resurrection value.

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"I need two errands. You do what you need to do, and I can let you survive and live well." The dangerous middle-aged man turned around and smiled.

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It's not scary, but it makes one's heart chill.

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This guy is definitely the murderer of the previous era, but he was trapped in the dungeon of the Wang family's ancient house for some unknown reason, and he was trapped for many years.

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"You'd better not mess around, the current situation is different from what you knew before, the headquarters is still there, the captain is still there, it will be very dangerous if things get bigger, and you should also have relatives, descendants, You have to think about them." Zhang Qing said hard.

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"You can't understand what I'm going to do. Right or wrong doesn't matter. What matters is the result. And I really want to see some old friends again, if they're still alive."

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"Also, my name is Chen Qiaoyang. I don't have the code name in your mouth. I only have a nickname that was often called before. I remember it being...Ghost Shepherd."

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"Ghost shepherd, Chen Qiaoyang."

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"You can call me the ghost shepherd, or you can call me Chen Qiaoyang, I don't mind, don't make a mistake."

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This dangerous middle-aged man said his name and a nickname with a bit of memory and emotion~www.readwn.com~.

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This belongs to a forgotten name and nickname that no one remembers or knows.

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Just like Yang Jian's father, no one can remember the name of a person who died in the supernatural.

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"Ghost shepherd, Chen Qiaoyang?"

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Zhang Qing and Wan Tong recited in their hearts, wrote down the name, and prepared to go back and let their friends in the circle check.

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Now is the information age, one name can find all the background information of this person, and one code name can find some supernatural files in the past.

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in conversation.

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Yang Jian on the street has withdrawn his gaze. He left here with his team and disappeared directly.

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And this man named Chen Qiaoyang also turned around and returned to the old house.

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Inside the old house.

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There are several strange figures wandering and wandering.

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It seems to be coming for him.

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"The second generation of the Wang family, it is interesting to be born together and die together, but unfortunately the third generation of your family is too timid. If it is the old ghost of your Wang family, I really have nothing to do."

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Chen Qiaoyang let out a sneer, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

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(End of this chapter)

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