Mysterious resurgence

The bell appears!

At the same time, Yang Jian outside the ancient house finally waited for a bell to ring.

This bell is a bit different from the last bell. It can be seen that this is not the school bell, but someone is forced to restart it.

This means that Wang Chaling and Li Jun who entered the ancient house forced an enemy to a corner and had to restart to protect themselves. Otherwise, if the enemy killed Li Jun or Wang Chaling, they would definitely not be able to survive. A restart will be performed because there is no need for it anymore.

So this bell is not bad news, but good news.

Yang Jian stood on the roof of the building holding a cracked spear.

The strong wind blowing from the high-rise building made him feel cold all over, without any warmth of a living person. However, he remained as motionless as a sculpture, his ghostly eyes peering inside and outside the ancient house, waiting for the enemy to appear.

Because if the enemy is forced to restart, then the next step must be to escape from the ancient house and enter Dadong City.

And that was his chance to take action.

Xiong Wenwen was bored on the side. He was teasing the ghost boy. He found a branch from somewhere and poked the ghost boy, as if he was studying this dangerous little thing.

The ghost boy also remained motionless, just tilting his head slightly and looking at Xiong Wenwen.

The red eyes without pupils revealed an almost innocent look, but this innocence revealed a hidden ferocity, but this ferocity was hidden and suppressed.

"There's movement."

Suddenly.

At this moment, Yang Jian saw a figure suddenly appear in the darkness inside the gate of the ancient house.

"Stop playing, it's time to do something." Yang Jian said, and his eyes instantly became serious.

The ghosts in the ancient house were still there, and his ghost eyes could not see the whole picture. He could only barely see someone coming out. After all, there was a ghost realm outside the ancient house.

It's pretty good that the ghost eye can peer into it to this extent.

Yang Jian did not forcefully open the multi-layered ghost realm to invade because there was no need.

Both captains have entered the ancient house and should be able to handle it.

"I lost two errands, and now I have to give up school and leave the ancient house. It is really unlucky. Today's young people are all lawless and have no idea of ​​awe and danger. They dare to carry such terrifying things with them. Is it possible? Are you really not afraid of losing control and causing trouble?"

Chen Qiaoyang sighed and slowly walked out of the ancient house with an unlucky look on his face.

He looked around.

There are coffins one after another in the courtyard outside the ancient house, some are old and some are old. There is no change from the past. The only difference is that the number of coffins seems to be a little more.

"What year is it now? How long have I been trapped? I have to go outside and take a look. Before I understand the situation, I should keep a low profile. If all the captains in the headquarters are like this, I will have a headache."

Maybe he was frightened by Li Jun's actions.

Chen Qiaoyang recognized the reality and felt that there were top experts in dealing with evil ghosts in this era. If he underestimated them, he might suffer a big loss.

So I changed my strategy and decided to stay dormant in Dadong City for a while, and then start my old business after I figured out the situation.

But he had just walked out of the ancient house.

A handsome young man in a suit, wearing glasses, elegant and successful, blocked the way with a smile: "This friend is very strange, can you stop and chat? My dear, Wang Chaling, Dadong The person in charge of the city is also the captain, I wonder what happened to my friend named Li Jun?"

"Wang Chaling?"

Chen Qiaoyang stopped, grinned, and touched his white hair: "The third generation of the Wang family? It seems that the Wang family is living a very stable life. They are only the third generation. I thought it should be the fourth generation. We are the fifth generation. After the death of Wang Lu and his wife, your Wang family rarely interacts with those ghosts, otherwise you would be dead at your age."

Wang Lu and his wife.

They are the second generation of the Wang family and Wang Chaling's parents. They are now lost in the ancient house.

Wang Chaling is also a smart man. As soon as he heard what Chen Qiaoyang said and looked at his clothes, his heart immediately shivered.

A person of the same era as his parents?

There is such a number one person hidden in the ancient house, and I have never heard of it in all these years.

"Do you know my parents? I don't know who you are." Wang Chaling asked for information.

"I fought against you, the second generation of the Wang family, and I regret that I wasn't ruthless enough to kill your parents. But it's only thanks to your parents that I can survive to this day." Chen Qiaoyang said, "As for the one you just mentioned named Li The young man in the army may be dead now, who knows.”

"Why don't you, the third generation of the Wang family, go in and have a look, and reunite with your parents by the way?"

Wang Chaling's expression froze slightly.

Obviously, the person in front of him is an enemy, and he is also an enemy of his parents' generation. In addition, Li Jun, who broke into the ancient house before, has already encountered danger.

Right.

Otherwise, with Li Jun's character and temper, how could he let this guy leave the ancient house unharmed.

Immediately.

Two terrifying figures appeared behind Wang Chaling.

They were two lifeless old men, wearing old clothes from the Republic of China period, with wrinkled faces and black and white bodies, just like the people in the portraits.

"The Wang family generation." Chen Qiaoyang's eyes flashed with a hint of fear.

The scariest thing about the Wang family is not the ancient house, nor the second or third generation, but the first generation who started the fate of the entire Wang family, namely the two old men in front of them who have turned into evil ghosts.

Don't dare to be careless in any way.

Facing the Wang family generation, he, a ghost herder, was going to die here if he wasn't careful.

Four horrifying corpses also appeared around Chen Qiaoyang. These four corpses, each with a miserable death state, held hands and trapped him in the middle.

This is a kind of shelter.

Protection from the devil.

"Four ghosts?" Wang Chaling's hair stood on end when he saw this, and his heart suddenly sank.

But this sudden change immediately fell into Chen Qiaoyang's eyes.

"The third generation of the Wang family seems to be a waste. He doesn't know the terror of the evil ghosts of the Wang family. He is vain."

Chen Qiaoyang, a ghost controller who lived from decades ago to the present, has such vicious eyes. As soon as Wang Chaling's expression changed, he underestimated the person in front of him. He had no ability at all. He just faced Li He lost when he was in the army.

"The third generation of the Wang family, I don't want to kill you, at least until the fourth generation of the Wang family is born, I don't want to kill you. The grudges of your Wang family have been ended with the death of Wang Lu and his wife. If you are killed here, then your Wang family will It will be a very troublesome thing for your family to turn into evil spirits and lose control."

"So, that's it. I have other things to be busy with, and I don't have time to accompany you young people to fight and kill."

Chen Qiaoyang snorted coldly, like an old man who was putting on a show, making it impossible for anyone to question.

So he clasped his hands behind his back and walked leisurely towards the outside of the ancient house, as if taking a walk.

Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly. He hesitated in his heart. He wanted to kill this guy here, but he was also afraid of the supernatural power he controlled.

Is Li Jun really dead?

If so, can you stop this person on your own?

If he can't stop it, he will be dead. When Dadong City loses two captains, the situation will be completely out of control.

Rushing is not cost-effective.

He continued to back away.

Already retreated outside the ancient house.

It was quiet and dark outside, and there were no street lights around.

The supernatural power has affected the outside, and the area has been sealed off.

"Over the years, Dadong City has become more and more prosperous. The whole city seems to have lights on. In my era, there were often power shortages and blackouts." Chen Qiaoyang also walked out. He looked up and sighed.

He saw the new world for the first time.

But at the same time, he is also wary of the three generations of the Wang family.

really.

This third generation of the Wang family is a loser. He can't even defend an ancient house. He is really getting better and better as time goes by. Think about how the second generation of the Wang family relied on the first generation of the Wang family to run rampant in the circle. No one dared to offend him.

"Young man, take care of yourself. I'm leaving. Don't worry. The grudges between us have been settled and we will probably never see each other again in the future."

Chen Qiaoyang waved his hand and said goodbye to Wang Chaling politely.

Wang Chaling's face was slightly gloomy and his eyes moved slightly. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he still didn't do anything and could only watch this person leave.

He knew that this man was very dangerous and would cause big trouble after leaving the ancient house.

The best decision now is to kill it here.

However, my reason told me that it would be unwise to fight with him alone at this time.

When thinking.

Chen Qiaoyang's footsteps also gradually walked away. He was still swaying with his hands behind his back, looking very relaxed and at ease.

Soon, he would be off this street.

"A troubled place, a troubled place, leave quickly." Chen Qiaoyang thought to himself.

Captain-level figures do have two brushes. Before the ghosts in their hands reach a certain number, it is best not to collide with these people, lest these young people punch the master to death.

But the next moment.

When Chen Qiaoyang reached the end of the street, he stopped, his face moved slightly, and gradually became serious.

A golden cracked spear stood on the ground, deeply embedded in the cement, and also blocked his way.

"Huh?" When Chen Qiaoyang saw this thing, he immediately understood what was going on.

Suddenly.

The dark sky was gradually shrouded in scarlet blood light, and the black shadows on the ground shook, like a huge shadow eroding from all directions.

The whole world has changed again.

It is no longer a bustling and bright city.

But a strange, scarlet supernatural place.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave?" An indifferent, cold voice echoed.

A young man's figure suddenly appeared at the intersection in front of him. He walked slowly, stretched out a black palm, and pulled out the cracked spear standing on the ground.

"Sure enough, the one named Yang is the most troublesome."

Chen Qiaoyang looked at the familiar, slightly childish face, with a ferocious look on his skinny face.