Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 503: Adventures at the Wang Family Ancestral Home

Yes, Wang Chaling has been missing for half a year, but only the team leaders know this news. Even the newly appointed patrol team leaders do not have the authority to know this inside information.

"I think it's because of the curse on the Wang family. Maybe the fourth generation of the Wang family was born, causing Wang Chaling and that woman to become appendages of the curse, so they lost contact."

Wang Chaling had previously discussed with Cao Yang his plan to pave the way for the fourth generation of the Wang family. Judging from the timing, this was most likely the reason.

"No matter what, let's go and check out the situation. The departure of a captain is a huge blow to the situation, but we can't keep it a secret forever. He Yuelian alone cannot control Hong Kong, Tai O, Fujian and Guangdong. I don't doubt her ability, but when it comes to governing the city, I trust Wang Chaling more."

Yang Jian said.

The two hit it off immediately, and the ghost cave flashed and soon appeared in the Ning'an Building in Dadong City.

"not here."

The ghost den belonging to Yang Jian had already searched the entire building, but he did not find any trace of Wang Chaling.

"Let's go directly to the Wang family's ancestral home. That's where he's most likely to be."

Cao Yang didn't waste any words. He flashed and appeared directly near the ancestral home, opposite the gate of the old house.

"Squeak——!"

Yang Jian, who never knocks on the door, just reached out and pushed open the rusty old iron door. The iron door made a sharp and harsh sound as it rubbed against the ground.

As soon as the two stepped into the yard, everything around them immediately underwent strange changes. The area of ​​the yard suddenly became larger. The yard, which was originally dozens of square meters and overgrown with weeds, suddenly became an area of ​​over a thousand square meters.

In the yard, there were old wooden coffins of different ages randomly stacked up. Some of these coffins were half buried in the soil, some were placed on the ground, and some were standing in rows against the wall. The air was filled with the smell of rotting corpses.

“Some of the coffins were opened.”

Cao Yang keenly sensed that something was wrong, because some of the coffins were missing even the coffin boards, and the coffin lids were nowhere to be seen, leaving only an empty coffin standing on the ground.

"There is a pendulum clock in the old house that can restart the time range for 30 minutes. Even if the ghost in the coffin escapes, it may not be able to leave the old house. Instead, it is very likely to be restarted to another timeline. This old house is a natural place to imprison evil spirits."

Yang Jian looked around with his spear in hand. The ghost eye's vision was disturbed and he could not accurately perceive the risks.

"If I wasn't worried that the ghost shadow couldn't balance the ghost eye, I would really like to complete some puzzle pieces for the ghost eye."

Yang Jian thought to himself. Everyone in the spiritual world knew that Ghost Eye Yang Jian was incredibly strong, but no one knew that Ghost Eye was always the one who suffered in the spiritual world.

"Ugh."

"I will cry if I continue."

"Let's go into the old house and take a look."

Cao Yang took the lead and walked directly into this ancient house built in the Republic of China.

Behind the gate of the ancient house is a hall. The hall is dark, gloomy and seems to be covered with dust, as if no one has cleaned it for many years. But what is strange is that the walls and the floor inside are still well preserved. Although they are old and discolored, they are not rotten or destroyed.

The hall was empty, there was no one there. There was a dim light on in the corner. The light was yellow and dim, as if it would go out at any time.

“It’s not in the hall, but there are some clues left by Wang Chaling.”

Cao Yang walked to a mahogany table where a photo was quietly placed. The person in the photo was the team leader Wang Chaling.

On the back of the photo was written:

"The third room on the second floor of the ancient house is where the fourth generation of the Wang family was born."

Obviously, this is the clue left by Wang Chaling. Ordinary ghost riders dare not enter the Wang family's ancestral home, so the person who can discover this information must be a captain-level figure.

If not, it doesn't matter. Wang Chaling left behind many methods, enough to kill all the ghost riders below the captain level in the ancient house, and finally they were restarted by the pendulum curse and sent to other timelines.

"This guy is really cautious."

Yang Jian threw the spear out casually, and an evil ghost that appeared at the gate at some point was nailed to death on the spot. The coffin nails suppressed the evil ghost's supernatural power.

"Let's go to the second floor and take a look. I more or less know a little about Wang Chaling's plan. However, the fourth generation of the Wang family who has not yet grown up is not suitable to enter the supernatural circle. We have to wait until he is at least in his teens and can make his own decisions." The two came to the second floor of the old house. There was a long and narrow corridor on the second floor. On both sides of the corridor were walls made of dark black bluestone bricks. These walls contained supernatural powers, but still blocked the prying eyes of ghosts.

The second floor of the ancient house has a relatively simple structure, with a U-shaped corridor and old and dilapidated rooms. None of these rooms are inhabited. Only a few rooms have some simple furniture and beds, and all of them are covered with dust. It is obvious that no one has lived here for a long time.

"So which is the third room?"

Yang Jian and Cao Yang looked at each other and asked the same question at the same time.

"This Wang Chaling really doesn't mind the trouble. It turns out that he is throwing all the trouble to us."

Cao Yang muttered, this ancestral home does not belong to the Cao family or the Yang family, only Wang Chaling is familiar with the structure and some taboos here, if someone else comes here, they will most likely die here.

“We can only try them one by one.”

Yang Jian frowned and pushed open the wooden door of one of the rooms. As luck would have it, there was a fierce ghost lying behind the door. It looked like all the bones had been pulled out and was attached to the wooden door like mud. The moment the door opened, the ghost penetrated over and tried to attack Yang Jian.

"Go away-!"

Yang Jian shouted angrily, and the disgusting evil spirit that looked like mud turned directly into a projection on the ground, and it was still wriggling and trying to get closer to Yang Jian.

"This shit is disgusting."

The cold lake water seeped out quickly and sank the projection directly, and the crisis was resolved.

"It seems that Wang Chaling is not here."

The room was pitch black, and the ghost eye's vision was frustrated again, and it could only barely catch a glimpse of some traces.

"I'll open the second one."

Cao Yang walked to the next room. After learning from Yang Jian’s lesson, he naturally would not choose to open the door in the conventional way.

"Snapped--!"

There was a crisp sound.

The wooden door was kicked open directly, but the seemingly old and dilapidated wooden door did not break, but remained intact.

"It seems that our luck is just average. If I had known earlier, I would have brought Ah Wei with me. That guy has always had incredible luck."

Yang Jian couldn't help but sigh. Of course he couldn't bring Awei to take the risk.

This room was also pitch black, and the darkness seemed endless. If you went too deep into it, you would get lost in it, and no one knew what would happen in the end.

"He shouldn't stay in that darkness."

"It's hard to say. If it was Wang Chaling, it's not impossible for him to make such a choice."

Cao Yang's consciousness entered a false world, where he chose to go deeper into the darkness in the room, but the darkness was truly boundless. Even though Cao Yang had walked far out of the room, he was still unable to escape the darkness.

"Let's go to the next one."

Just as Yang Jian was about to push open the next door, Cao Yang suddenly stopped him.

"Maybe Wang Chaling is not here now."

Cao Yang’s words instantly awakened Yang Jian.

"I overlooked this point. The pendulum clock can restart the entire ancient house. Maybe Wang Chaling went back to a certain point in the past, but we can't determine the time of the ancient house. Even if I can restart it, I may not be able to find Wang Chaling."

Yang Jian said.

“The answer is in the photo.”

(End of this chapter)