Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

Just when the pendulum clock rang again.

Although Zhang Qing, Wan Tong and Liu Baimu, who only had one head left, were in a dark and gloomy cell, they still heard the bell.

It's just that this time the time in the ancient house did not restart when the bell rang, but continued to move forward.

Naturally, the two of them did not lose their memories.

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong felt as if the ringing bell was beside them, so they immediately looked around to find the source of the bell.

Unfortunately, they still could not find the location of the pendulum clock until the sound of the bell disappeared.

"Damn it, I feel like the bell is nearby, but I just can't find the pendulum clock."

A trace of anger flashed in Wan Tong's eyes.

If there was no hope at all, his reaction might not be as big as it is now.

Now I feel that I am very close to the pendulum clock, but I just can't find it. This contrast is very uncomfortable.

Also unhappy were Zhang Qing and Liu Baimu.

Although Liu Baimu only had one head left, he had even accepted his destiny.

But when he heard the bell ringing close to his ears, he couldn't help but feel a little hope in his heart.

The pendulum clock was his last resort.

In Liu Baimu's current state, only the ability to restart the pendulum clock can help him recover again.

But the reality is cruel.

No matter how hard the three of them searched, they just couldn't find the pendulum clock.

"Well, it seems that we really can't find the pendulum clock."

After searching twice, Zhang Qing still found nothing and finally gave up.

The key is that he can't help but give up.

The weirdness of this old house was beyond his imagination. Although he also wanted a pendulum clock, he was also self-aware.

I don’t know how many people have looked for that pendulum clock before.

There are countless people among them who are far more powerful than him in terms of strength or wisdom.

None of these people found the pendulum clock.

Thinking of this, he no longer struggled.

After seeing Zhang Qing's reaction, Wan Tong was stunned for a moment.

Then he looked at Zhang Qing in disbelief.

He didn't expect that Zhang Qing wouldn't care about something like a pendulum clock.

But after all, he was also a veteran ghost controller, and he was not stupid either. He quickly guessed Zhang Qing's thoughts.

Suddenly he was no longer so enthusiastic about finding the pendulum clock.

Zhang Qing noticed the change in Wan Tong's attitude immediately.

Then he looked at the other party with some doubts.

At this time, Wan Tong happened to look over.

Their eyes met in the air.

Although they didn't speak, both of them knew that they had already figured out the pendulum clock.

I saw the two of them smiling in unison.

"The pendulum clock rang again, and I don't know if Yang Jian and his group outside have left."

Wan Tong gave up his obsession with the pendulum clock at this time, and his expression suddenly became much more relaxed.

When he first hid here, he was a little worried about whether the imprisoned evil spirits would break through the cell.

But as time passed, and the evil spirits were still well imprisoned in the cells, Wan Tong's heart gradually relaxed.

"I don't know how long we have to hide before we can get out." Wan Tong's tone was full of helplessness.

"We have lost contact with the outside world. We cannot be sure whether Yang Jian and the others have left. To be on the safe side, we can only stay here for a while."

Zhang Qing seemed very calm.

From the moment he decided to stay in this place, he had been mentally prepared accordingly.

Besides, compared to being killed by Yang Jian, just hiding here for a while is nothing.

"That's all it can do now."

Wan Tong had also adjusted his mentality at this time, so when he spoke, he even looked a little indifferent.

His biggest thought now is to save his life, and everything else must be put in the back row.

“Swiss, swiss, swish!”

At this moment, a slight movement attracted the attention of Zhang Qing and Wan Tong.

Although the sound was very subtle, it was particularly obvious in the current environment.

The two people's nerves became tense instantly.

However, in supernatural events, any slight anomaly may have a huge impact.

Similarly, when encountering such a change, the two experienced people did not immediately look back at the source of the sound, but looked at each other in a very subtle way.

Neither of them dared to act rashly.

Because they're worried about triggering something scary.

In this world, ghosts have all kinds of strange abilities, and there are all kinds of ways to trigger laws.

Even breathing may trigger the ghost's pattern.

Without any information, the best way to respond is to do nothing.

Although they did not dare to react too much, the two of them had secretly taken precautions at this time. If they were really attacked, they would respond as soon as possible.

And just after the sound of the pendulum clock ended, although the old house did not restart again, it also brought some unimaginable and strange changes to the cell.

Behind the originally empty desk, a strange figure suddenly appeared.

The figure was sitting at the desk, with his head slightly lowered, as if writing something in the notebook on the desk.

As the thick black ink was smeared, the other half of the contents of the symbols-like notes on the open notebook gradually emerged.

As the rustling sound rang out, lines of blurred handwriting appeared.

Those broken strokes were completed.

This made the handwriting that was originally unrecognizable like ghost paintings now recognizable.

"That sound seems to be the sound of a pen writing."

As Zhang Qing and Wan Tong carefully identified it, they soon recognized what the sound they heard was.

But after confirming this, the expressions of the two people changed.

Such a sound could only be someone writing, and they had searched this place many times just now.

In addition to the imprisoned evil spirits, there were only the two of them and Liu Baimu, who had only one head left.

And the sound was not made by them, so who could it be?

Ghost!

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong thought that an evil spirit had broken out of the cell.

Thinking of this, the two dared not act rashly.

The rustling sound continued, and time passed bit by bit.

Zhang Qing and his partner, who originally thought they had been targeted by the evil spirit and would soon be attacked by it, now felt somewhat puzzled.

They found that they had not been attacked by the evil spirit during this period of time.

It was not that they were mean and wanted to be attacked by the evil spirit.

But this abnormal phenomenon made them feel more weird.

After all, there were only two of them here, and the sound came from behind them.

In this case, the possibility of them being targeted by the evil spirit was very high.

But the evil spirit did not attack them.

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong turned their heads slightly again, and then looked at each other.

Although they did not speak, they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

The next second.

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong, who were tense all over, turned their bodies carefully.