Mysterious recovery: I have no plug-ins

Chapter 1292 The Cage
Although Zhang Qing and the others really walked out of the weird staircase by going backwards, they were tangled again in the face of the iron gate that appeared strangely.

They don't know if they should open the iron gate.

Because Liu Baimu was unable to provide valuable information.

They don't know whether behind this door is a way of life or a way of death.

"Are we really going in? I don't know why, but I always feel that something terrible will happen after we go in." A trace of fear flashed deep in Wan Tong's eyes.

What he said was not a lie, but his true feelings.

And Zhang Qing's eyes also flashed a look of hesitation.

At this time, Liu Baimu glanced at the iron gate, and then urged:
"There is no turning back now, don't hesitate anymore, you can only go in, even if you can't find the president, you can avoid Yang Jian's pursuit by hiding inside;

This will ensure that we will not die. "

"That's right. Yang Jian doesn't know the rules. Even if he finds the entrance, he will be trapped on the steps. If we hide in, we can indeed guarantee our safety."

Zhang Qing finally decided to take a gamble.

"But no one knows what's behind the door, so be careful later."

Although he said so, he did not forget that there might be new dangers hidden behind the iron gate;

Although Wan Tong was a little worried, he saw that Zhang Qing had already made a choice, and Liu Baimu obviously preferred to enter the iron gate.

And now they really had no way out, so he could only nod along.

But his expression couldn't help becoming tense.

As Zhang Qing said, who knows if there will be danger after opening the iron gate, so we must be careful.

It is a matter of life and death, and there is no room for carelessness.

Several people hesitated for a moment, and then carefully pushed open the heavy, rusty iron door.

After confirming what weird things were triggered by opening the door, several people cautiously walked into this unexplored place.

Behind the iron gate was not the room that Zhang Qing and the others thought it was, but a weirder space.

Just like what they saw through the wooden door before was a ghostly staircase, what appeared in front of them now was a quiet and dark corridor.

"Why does this look like a prison cell?"

After walking a little distance along the aisle, Zhang Qing couldn't help showing surprise on his face.

On both sides of the aisle, there are rusty iron fences. These iron fences are separated from each other, forming individual small rooms.

It looks like... individual cells.

Zhang Qing was not the only one who had such doubts, Wan Tong beside him was also full of doubts;

"There is really something wrong here. I have stayed in this old house for a long time, but I have never heard of prison cells in the old house."

Hearing this, Zhang Qing nodded in agreement.

Although they all knew that there was a problem with this old house, and it was still a very big problem, they never thought that such a place existed.

Although the exploration of this place has not been completed, the size of this suspected prison cell has even exceeded the scope of the old house.

It can be seen from this that the place where they are now is definitely not in the old house.

It is likely that they have entered a special space.

A special space, a cell-like compartment.

This not only made Zhang Qing start to think of it;
The cells here are probably not used to detain people, but should be used to detain ghosts.

This is the most reasonable explanation that Zhang Qing can think of.

"This is a cell dedicated to holding ghosts."

At this moment, Liu Baimu's voice suddenly sounded.

Due to the loss of the body, only one head remains, although due to the supernatural power, it has not completely died for the time being.

But Liu Baimu's condition is very bad.

As time goes by, this state is still getting worse.

Now I often close my eyes, as if I am about to fall asleep.

It wasn't until he heard Zhang Qing and Wan Tong's words that he opened his eyes.

In the space behind the iron gate, Liu Baimu did not lie, he did not know.

However, as a first-class ghost master, or an experienced veteran ghost master, he still has a vision.

So something was soon discovered;
"This space is so secret, it should be that the owner who built this ancient house didn't want this place to be discovered, so the cell here is by no means used to detain people."

Liu Baimu looked around, his pale face moved slightly.

"Perhaps you are wrong. These rooms have neither gold nor supernatural items to suppress them. It is impossible for this kind of prison to hold ghosts."

At this time, Wan Tong suddenly shook his head and expressed a different opinion;

"I think these rooms should be the prison cells where the living people were detained before. Maybe there were some shady secret experiments here before."

Wan Tong felt that Liu Baimu's speculation was unreasonable, so he immediately made his own guess.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Qing also reacted.

It seems that what Wan Tong said is indeed very reasonable.

As we all know, if you want to imprison a ghost, you must use a gold container;

Or use another kind of supernatural power to suppress the ghost, so as to achieve the effect similar to being imprisoned.

But the rooms in front of these suspected prison cells do not seem to be made of gold.

Both Zhang Qing and Wan Tong frowned.

No matter what kind of speculation it is, it seems that there are some loopholes, but there is also a certain truth.

The two of them walked to a "prison cell" immediately, and then both of them tentatively reached out and grabbed a rusty iron pillar and shook it.

next second.

The entire iron fence shook with their movements.

It can be seen that this thing is not strong.

"Didn't you notice the gap between the iron fences?" At this moment, Liu Baimu said again:
"Who among you has ever seen a detainee's cell make such a large gap between the fences?"

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong stopped what they were doing immediately, and then looked towards the fence.

Sure enough, as Liu Baimu said, the gaps in those fences are so large that even adults can get out as long as they turn sideways.

To say that this kind of cell is used to imprison living people, unless the person imprisoned is a fool.

Otherwise, individuals can easily escape from jail.

Besides the fence, after careful observation, Zhang Qing and the others also discovered some other subtle clues.

That is, none of these rusty iron cells here have built cell doors.

These rooms are therefore more like cages than cells.

From this point of view, it is indeed impossible to detain living people.

Since it is not to imprison living people, it can only imprison ghosts.

At this time, Wan Tong's face could not help flashing a look of embarrassment.

With so many flaws, he no longer insists that these rooms are used to detain the living.

But at this moment, Wan Tong's face flashed a strong color of doubt:
"But I can't figure it out, how can such a perfunctory cell hold a real ghost."

"Maybe these cells were maintained by some kind of supernatural power before, but as time passed, or the old house got out of control;

Now the spiritual power that maintains this place has disappeared, so these things have become ordinary. "

Zhang Qing said with some uncertainty.

Although the members of their life-saving club have been staying here because of the pendulum clock's curse, they don't know much about the secrets of this old house.

Many strange phenomena here have not been solved.

Now it seems that a few more things have to be added.

(End of this chapter)