Mysterious recovery: I have no plug-ins

Chapter 1294 Despair
After passing through a terrifying corridor, Zhang Qing and the others finally came to the end of this strange cell.

At the end, there was a thick bluestone brick wall.

In front of the wall, there is an old wooden table, like a desk.

There is an old desk lamp on the table, the desk lamp is on at the moment, the light is yellow and dim, and can only illuminate the vicinity of the wooden table.

"Finally it's the end, I can hardly hold on anymore."

A look of surprise flashed in Wan Tong's eyes.

Although he was not attacked all the way, his heart trembled when he thought of those ghosts who were imprisoned.

He had noticed before that some of the cell fences were damaged.

In other words, the cells here are not as strong as imagined.

Li Gui can break through.

If they happen to encounter a ghost breaking through the cell, there is a high probability that they will be targeted by the ghost.

In the current state of the three of them, the possibility of the group being wiped out as a result of encountering a ghost is too great.

Fortunately, now we finally see the end.

After seeing the end, the three of them were shocked immediately, and then walked over quickly.

As they approached, they found that there was a table.

It's a very old-fashioned kind of office work.

On the table, there is a lamp, which provides a little light.

With the help of the light, Zhang Qing and the others found a bottle of black ink on the table with a pen stuck in it;
There are a few notebooks with yellowed paper next to them, and it seems that there are still unfinished notes on them.

"It seems that someone once lived in this place, but now they are gone." A thoughtful look flashed in Zhang Qing's eyes.

But Wan Tong's eyes are looking around at this time;
"There is no pendulum clock here, and the mysterious missing president is also not here. It seems that we have failed."

Wan Tong's eyes suddenly dimmed, and at the same time, there was a clear look of disappointment on his face.

At this time, Zhang Qing didn't care about who left these things in front of him, but remembered the purpose of their trip.

I saw him take two steps slowly with very awkward steps, and then carefully looked at the surrounding situation.

He found that there was indeed no such thing as a pendulum clock.

And he also determined that there should be no one in this place in the near future.

"It seems that we did useless work this time."

Normally, they might still be in the mood to explore the secrets here, but now they don't know when Yang Jian will catch up.

Even if Yang Jian didn't come after them, those ghosts who were imprisoned were not sure when they would follow them.

Under the threat of death, they have no interest in exploring the secrets.

"The owner of the old house spent so much effort to hide the existence of this place, I don't believe there is nothing useful."

Liu Baimu, who only had his head left, looked a little excited.

He is the worst now. Although he is barely alive, this state will not last long.

If the pendulum clock cannot be found, there is absolutely no chance of survival.

Originally, this place was the place where he pinned his last hope, but now he found that there was no pendulum clock as he had imagined.

"Now is not the time to give up. This place is definitely not as simple as what we saw. You should look around first and see if you can find any new discoveries."

Liu Baimu is not someone who gives up so easily.

Hearing his words, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong couldn't help frowning.

After a little silence, the two started searching again.

"Well, did you find anything special?"

Since there is only one head left, Liu Baimu can't do many things, so he can only rely on Zhang Qing and Wan Tong.

"No, I've checked this table carefully. Apart from these few things on the table, there is nothing else worthy of attention."

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong carefully explored the wooden table.

"Then look at the things on the table and see if there are any clues." Liu Baimu still didn't give up.

This time Zhang Qing and Wan Tong didn't hesitate, and checked it directly on the desk.

But out of caution, they didn't dare to touch anything on it casually, for fear of breaking a certain balance and making the situation here worse.

Soon, they checked everything on the table.

There seemed to be nothing unusual on the desk except some notebooks.

One note was still open, though.

It's just that they didn't act rashly, because they couldn't be sure, what kind of terrible curse was carried by the undead on these notes.

So both Zhang Qing and Wan Tong stretched their necks and moved closer.

next second.

Both of them couldn't help showing doubts on their faces.

I saw some texts on the open notebook.

It's just that the handwriting is very weird, like a symbol, and it seems that the strokes are missing. It is not complete at all, and there is no way to recognize the handwriting on it.

But the only thing that is certain is that the handwriting on it was written by a living person.

And judging from the handwriting, the last writing should be within a month.

In other words, within a month, someone had used this notebook and even recorded something in it.

It's just that the records on the notes are like symbols, which cannot be interpreted at all, and no matter how much you look through them, you can't recognize the above content.

"How, still haven't found it?"

After a while, seeing that neither Zhang Qing nor Zhang Qing spoke, Liu Baimu couldn't help it.

Zhang Qing glanced at Liu Baimu, then shook his head directly.

Seeing this, Liu Baimu's eyes suddenly became a little dim.

I saw that Liu Baimu seemed to accept his fate at this time, he closed his eyes tightly, his breath was cold, and there was no movement, as if he had died.

A trace of sadness flashed across Zhang Qing's face.

This is not because of the good relationship between him and Liu Baimu, but because of the pure grief of the death of the rabbit.

Now they are all on the same boat.

Now it is Liu Baimu, no one knows when it will be his turn, or Wan Tong.

"Liu Baimu, are you okay? Do you have any good ideas now?"

Zhang Qing looked at the pale head on the table and hesitated for a while, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Now it seems that I can't live long. Without a body, it is not enough to prolong the time of death by the pendulum curse."

Liu Baimu's tone was calm and somewhat strange.

But he still spoke, and did not open his eyes.

Liu Baimu was also a little discouraged at this time.

Although he didn't want to die, judging from the current situation, he was more than likely to die here.

He felt a little wronged in his heart, but at the same time felt helpless.

Liu Baimu is confident that even if he faces Shang Yang Jian head-on, he still has the ability to resist.

But this kid Yang Jian didn't talk about martial arts, and directly used supernatural items to attack him from a distance, without giving him the slightest chance to respond.

This made Liu Baimu feel very aggrieved in his heart.

But the confrontation of ghost masters is like this, everyone has a chance to kill the other.

This time, Yang Jian was right to choose to act first. If it were Liu Baimu, he would do the same.

After Liu Baimu sighed deeply for the last time, he stopped talking.

It seems that he has accepted the cruel reality of his imminent death.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong could only look at each other in blank dismay.

They also didn't expect Liu Baimu to have such a desperate day.

(End of this chapter)