A red light came from nowhere, fleeting, covering thousands of kilometers in an instant.

The red light flashed away.

Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian appeared out of thin air, standing in front of the rusty iron gate that was closed by rusty chains, stopping to observe the ancient mansion of the Wang family in front of them.

It was an old Republic of China house with mottled and peeling walls, moss and creepers.

The style of the ancient house is more European, and the building materials are mostly green bricks, so even after nearly a hundred years of baptism, it is still intact and has not collapsed.

The courtyard is covered with dead grass, but you can see a winding path, which is a recent man-made footprint, indicating that people are often active here.

Liang Xingyang's face showed a look of thought, and he first recalled the information of the Wang family's ancient mansion, and picked out some important information to share with Yang Jian.

At this moment, scattered passers-by looked over on the side of the road, as if wondering why they were standing in front of the gate of this abandoned old house.

Yang Jian held a golden spear in his hand, his pupils oozed a faint red light, and he noticed a man who was taking pictures of them with his mobile phone.

"Don't pay attention to these people, go in and find Liao Fan."

Liang Xingyang also noticed the anomaly mixed in with the passers-by, these people were just acting as the eyes and ears of the ghost riders in the ancient mansion, so they didn't have to care.

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, and the hand holding the cracked spear relaxed his strength.

The two walked directly through the large rusty iron gate and into the courtyard.

Just walked in. The original courtyard area of dozens of meters has become a courtyard of thousands of meters, and there are wooden coffins stacked everywhere in the courtyard that look like some two parts, some horizontally and some vertically.

"Ghost!"

The flesh and skin on Yang Jian's forehead were torn, and a scarlet ghost eye emerged, looking at the large number of old wooden coffins in front of him.

"We're uninvited, it's time to say hello."

Liang Xingyang's black pupils stared at these coffins, as if they were smudged, and soon became pitch black without pupils, and a large amount of rich and dim blue-black aura began to emerge from his body, invading the courtyard.

Dim, dead, desolate.

The blue-black haze easily blocked the courtyard within this kilometer range, and a large stream of blue-black aura rolled over, turning into a surging wave and rushing open the rotten and heavy gate of the Wang family's ancient mansion.

"Bang."

The rusty iron chain swayed, and the gate of the old house, which had been mottled and dusty for many years, was slammed open by ghosts.

However, the haze did not break into the hall, and the blue-black aura gathered at the door like a thick fog, lingering.

As the haze continued to thicken, the outside of the door became darker and darker, and there was a strange and cold smell.

"Liang Xingyang, Yang Jian, why are you here?"

A deep voice came from the empty old mansion.

Apparently the person who spoke was well aware of their identity.

"Who are you? Let's come to Xu Feng and Liao Fan and hand them over. ”

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and the ghost eye on his forehead flashed scarlet light, and the vision of the ghost eye came into his mind.

The one who spoke was a white-haired young man, who was hiding in the shadows, but still had some physical features peeked at by the ghost's eyes.

The voice fell.

There was a faint whispering sound in the ancient mansion, and it seemed that a large group of people were staying in the ancient mansion and discussing countermeasures.

It didn't take long.

An annoyed voice came out: "Yang Jian, for that bit of on the bus, I have been wanted by the headquarters and become a street rat." Now he is still uniting with Liang Xingyang to deal with me, is it too much. ”

"I'm Liao Fan, what are you looking for me to do." Immediately after, a hoarse man's voice came out with a puzzled meaning.

Liang Xingyang's figure walked out of the haze, looked at the empty hall inside, and said with a calm face: "Hide your head and show your tail, don't you even dare to show your face?" ”

"You are Liang Xingyang, who is famous in the supernatural circle, we are just shrinking the poor worm who is struggling in this ancient mansion, for the sake of safety, I hope you can understand." The deep voice from before came out again.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, he walked over, and shouted towards the ancient mansion: "Don't talk nonsense, hand over Xu Feng and Liao Fan, we won't embarrass you." ”

Whispers came from the mansion again, occasionally louder, and there seemed to be some arguments and conflicts between the people inside.

Some people want to compromise and hand over Xu Feng and Liao Fan to resolve the crisis, but Xu Feng and Liao Fan definitely don't want to be killed and be at the mercy of others.

Soon.

The deep voice said, "I'm sorry, we can't hand them over. If you have any grievances, you can come in and settle them yourself. ”

Liao Fan's hoarse voice was full of incomprehension and annoyance: "I have never offended you, what are you looking for me to do." ”

"Fart, what about Liang Xingyang, if you want to arrest me, I will personally enter the ancient mansion and see who killed whom." Xu Feng's shouting voice came out.

"You can't walk through the gate in person, otherwise you'll be contaminated with the curse of the supernatural pendulum clock, and you will become like them." Liang Xingyang let out a low groan, and glanced at Yang Jian again, "The ancient mansion can suppress the haze ghosts, but it definitely can't be completely suppressed, and we don't need to go in person." ”

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that the nine scarlet ghost eyes on his body appeared and began to rotate restlessly.

The rich blue-black haze was constantly stirring, and one after another strange figures were condensing, and in just a dozen seconds, nearly a hundred blue-black backs appeared around, and the space inside the ghost was constantly stretching and expanding.

The third floor of the ancient house.

Liu Mubai looked at Xu Feng and Liao Fan in front of him, and said lightly: "I will protect you against the consensus according to the agreement." Remember, in the future, you will accompany me to the depths of the old mansion to find the pendulum clock. ”

Xu Feng and Liao Fan glanced at each other, their faces were a little ugly: "They haven't given up yet, wait until you do it." ”

Liu Mubai said lightly: "The ancient mansion is our territory, and the spirits here have the effect of suppressing ghosts. ”

"Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian's most powerful ability is the ghost, as long as they dare to come in, they will definitely be restrained by the ancient mansion. Besides, let's get together and compete hard against the supernatural powers, plus the curse of the ancient house, can't we beat two people? Maybe you can kill them and make them famous. ”

Liu Mubai actually had such sinister thoughts.

After Liao Fan heard this, his face was still faintly uneasy, and he was about to say something, when a commotion suddenly broke out on the second floor below.

"The blue-black aura outside the door has invaded the ancient mansion, and they are going to do it."

"I think everyone should talk about it, there may be some misunderstanding here."

"If you talk about fart, you should hand over Xu Feng and Liao Fan."

"You two follow me, they're coming in soon."

Liu Mubai's face sank, and he hurriedly took Xu Feng and Liao Fan down the third floor and went to the second floor.

There were nearly twenty ghost riders on the second floor, which was a very staggering number. It is estimated that there may not have been people left behind in the old house, and the number of people cursed by the pendulum clock may be even higher.

As the Haze Ghost Snake invaded the ancient mansion, all the ghost riders inside turned from carelessness to panic.

After all, this is not a tight organization, everyone just lives on the pendulum curse, there is no competing interests, and there is no leader elected.

Liu Mubai pushed away a few ghost riders who were in a mess in the corridor on the second floor, held on to the railing of the corridor on the second floor with both hands, and looked down at the hall on the first floor.

After seeing the situation clearly, his face also changed suddenly.

A rich blue-black aura invaded the hall from the doorway. Some kind of supernatural is beginning to hinder the Haze from entering, but it doesn't seem to have much effect.

The haze continues to spread until it covers the entire hall.

However, under the supernatural suppression of the ancient mansion, it seemed that a dark blue-black haze had become a little thinner. Although it still obscures the vision, it is not as severe as the original fingers.

"Something is wrong with this guy's ghost, it's already shrouded in the entire ancient mansion." Liu Mubai gritted his teeth, incredulous.

Xu Feng and Liao Fan's faces were nervous, and they said incredulously: "Isn't the ancient mansion able to suppress the scope of the ghosts?" Why is this happening. ”

The scope of the Hungry Ghost's Haze Ghost is too large, and the supernatural nature of the ancient mansion has restricted a large part of it, but it is still blocked by the Haze.

"Pedal Pedal ~"

The sound of heavy footsteps suddenly sounded.

"Here we are."

Someone on the second floor let out an extremely uneasy whisper.

In the thin blue-black haze, you can vaguely see strange figures stepping into the ancient mansion from the door, and they are rushing in.

"What's the situation?"

"A hundred?"

The ghost riders hiding on the second floor had incredible faces.

"Come out!"

A whisper came from the blue-black haze.

Liu Mubai's pupils shrank, and he turned his head to look for the source of the sound, but he didn't find it.

And yet the next moment.

The strange figures with their backs to them silently raised their arms, and their blue-black palms shook towards them.

Nearly a hundred palms swayed.

Countless supernatural spirits fell through the air.

A series of cold supernatural powers fell from the hall on the first floor to the ghost riders on the second floor, and everyone stiffened.

"These people are all terrible ghosts, everyone run." A man stiffened and unable to move, and he saw the danger hidden in this strange scene, and screamed in horror.

However, it was too late.

The blue-black haze unconsciously spread to the second floor, and Liang Xingyang's consciousness was everywhere, so he naturally would not let go of the ghost rider who fell into the ghost.

At this moment, the more than a dozen ghost riders crowded on the second floor all had extremely frightened expressions on their faces, and they took uncontrolled steps, led by strange figures, lined up to walk down the stairs, and would walk out of the door of the first floor.

Some people are more clever, and when they see that the situation is not good, they set off and run to the third floor. But as his gaze moved, a strange figure appeared on the stairs from the second to the third floor, blocking his way.

And this section of staircase has become extremely deep under the supernatural influence of the guide ghost, and there is no end in sight.

Fear and despair creep rapidly into everyone's mind.

Xu Feng and Liao Fan were also stiff at the moment, and they stepped forward like corpses, merging into the crowd downstairs uncontrollably, waiting in line to go downstairs.

Liu Mubai looked frightened, regardless of the revival of the ghost, he urged the supernatural power to resist the cold breath on his body, turned around and ran away.

But soon, more than a dozen cold breaths fell on him in an instant, freezing him in place, and his body posture still maintained the stiff posture of wanting to run.

"Provoked the wrong people."

Liu Mubai laughed desperately, his body exuded a strong smell of corpse decay, and his face spread dead gray, which was the price of taking the initiative to revive the ghost.

Once he walks out of the ancient mansion, without the curse of the pendulum clock, he will die immediately when he is on the verge of resurrection.

He tried to struggle, but failed.

Liu Mubai was full of grief and anger, and his heart was angry, but his body took uncontrollable steps, lined up behind the ghost rider who was controlled by the guide spirit, and walked out of the Wang family's ancient mansion together.

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