Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

After making preparations, Zhang Qing began to move carefully.

He walked forward slowly.

However, this time, as he moved, the man with his eyes closed did not show any new changes and remained in his previous posture.

After confirming that there was no danger, Zhang Qing carefully reached out to the notebook in front of the strange man with his eyes closed.

The moment he touched the notebook, Zhang Qing felt a strange feeling.

The notebook gave him an indescribable cold feeling, as if he was touching a cold corpse.

This should definitely not be the feeling of a normal notebook.

However, after thinking that this thing was a supernatural object, Zhang Qing immediately felt that there was no problem.

In fact, this was already good.

The strangeness of supernatural objects can be said to be unimaginable.

The next second.

Zhang Qing no longer entangled with the notebook problem, but closed it directly.

After closing the notebook, fearing that something strange would happen, Zhang Qing and others tacitly delayed a few steps.

"Huh." Seeing that there was no abnormality, Zhang Qing was relieved.

But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

Because he clearly saw that the man with closed eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

The man's eyes were a little dull at first, but as time passed, he slowly regained his spirit.

It was like a sculpture turning into a living person.

And he also saw that a strange smile appeared on the man's stiff face.

"Damn, there is indeed a problem with the notebook. If it is left on it, it may be a trap."

Zhang Qing's face suddenly changed.

And Wan Tong also saw the change of the strange man, and looked at the man with the same vigilance.

At the same time, together with Zhang Qing, they silently moved slowly to the back.

They didn't know what the man was like, but they were ready to be attacked at any time.

"Wrong, you should move this notebook. If you don't move it, how can I get back to the present."

However, the next moment, the strange man suddenly spoke.

Not only did he not attack Zhang Qing and Wan Tong, but on the contrary, the other party's tone was slightly brisk at this time, and there was a bit of joy in his eyes.

Speak?

Zhang Qing and Wan Tong were stunned when they heard the strange man talking.

Because they were still doubting that this man might be a fierce ghost.

It seemed to be in a state of silence for some reason, but they woke it up because they closed the notebook.

But since the other party was talking, it meant that the other party did not seem to be a fierce ghost.

Because fierce ghosts would not have such clear emotional expressions except for triggering the law to open their mouths and make sounds.

In other words, this strange man might be a person.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong were relieved.

As long as they are human, they can communicate, so conflicts can be avoided.

But at the same time, a new question arose;

"Who are you?"

Wan Tong and Zhang Qing asked at the same time.

Although it was basically confirmed that the other party was a human, it was not certain whether the other party was an enemy or a friend for the time being.

Therefore, the two of them still made a faint alert posture.

But the middle-aged man did not seem to feel the actions of Zhang Qing and Wan Tong at this time, but just stood up slowly.

It was just that maybe he had been sitting in that chair for a long time. As the man stood up, his bones made a "crackling" sound.

Then the man began to move his body slightly, as if he was stretching his muscles.

But Zhang Qing and Wan Tong didn't know the details of this man, but instinctively continued to retreat, wanting to stay away from this middle-aged man.

"I'm just an unlucky person who got lost in the ancient house."

After moving his body, the man turned his head and looked at Zhang Qing and the others, and answered their questions at the same time.

When the man looked over, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong stopped immediately.

However, as the man stood up completely, they suddenly noticed that this person was incompatible with the people now.

Whether it was the clothes or the dress on his body, he looked like a person from the 1980s.

If this person didn't like retro dress, there would be only one possibility, that this person had a problem.

And Zhang Qing and the others suddenly remembered at this time that they had checked here before and found that this place had existed for a long time.

If this person has been trapped here all the time.

Then would he have been trapped here for decades?

But even the top ghost riders can't be trapped for decades.

Although Zhang Qing felt that this idea was a bit absurd at this time, he did not dare to completely deny this possibility.

After all, all kinds of strange things can happen in the supernatural circle.

"This desk and notebook are a trap. Once people who enter here flip through this notebook out of curiosity, the trap will be triggered.

The result is that they are trapped by this notebook and cannot break free. Only when they meet the right person at the right time can they have the opportunity to break free from this bondage."

Perhaps he was trapped for too long, or perhaps this man just likes to communicate.

At this time, he told about his being trapped.

Hearing this, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong couldn't help but flash a look of relief in their eyes.

You know, when they found the notes on the table before, they had the idea of ​​taking them in their hands and flipping through them.

It was just out of caution that they temporarily suppressed that idea.

Now it seems that they are really lucky.

If they had not resisted and really looked through the notebook, they might have been trapped by the notebook now.

It is really hard to say what will happen in the end.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the strange man's eyes moved and looked at Liu Baimu's head.

He seemed to have found something interesting. He walked towards the two of them and said:

"Interesting, there is only one head left, but relying on the curse of the pendulum clock, it interferes with its own time and prolongs death. It's a pity that it can't hold on for much longer."

Seeing the man coming, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong subconsciously wanted to step back, but their movements were not as fast as the strange man.

The strange man only took a few steps and walked in front of the two strangely.

Then, under the vigilant eyes of the two, the strange man snatched Liu Baimu's head from Zhang Qing's hand, held his hair and looked at his neck;

"The wound on your neck."

The strange man's eyes flashed with a strange color, and then sneered:

"This wound should be cut by the hatchet. It seems that the thing was finally taken away by someone."

It is obvious that this man is extraordinary. Just by looking at the wound on Liu Baimu's neck, he can tell that it was caused by the strange hatchet.

This at least shows that this strange man knows the existence of the strange hatchet, and even has a deep understanding of the ability of the strange hatchet.

After hearing the strange man's words, Liu Baimu's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement;

"The hatchet you mentioned is now in the hands of a man named Yang Jian. His code name is Ghost Eye, and he is the person in charge of Dachang City;

We are being chased by his team. If you can save me, I can help you take the supernatural item from Yang Jian's hands."

Although this man is strange, he can see his condition at a glance, and even judge his means just by the wound.

This shows that the man in front of him is not simple.

And the other party has obviously survived in this place for a long time. Liu Baimu has reason to suspect that the pendulum clock is in the hands of this man.

Even if it is not in the other party's hands, the other party may know the clues.

In other words, Liu Baimu's chance of survival is likely to be controlled by the other party.

Therefore, Liu Baimu surrendered to the strange man without hesitation, as long as the other party could save him.