"Has the bell in the old house stopped? Did Li Jun and Wang Chaling's actions work?"
Near the old house.
On the rooftop of a high-rise.
Yang Jian stood there with Xiong Wenwen and the ghost child, looking down as they watched the old house. Although they could not see much from outside, they could still judge whether the situation was good or bad from certain changes.
Earlier.
He had seen the entire old house burst into flames, with eerie green fire wrapping around the abandoned residence. That should have been Li Jun's ghost fire.
But after that, the burning old house vanished along with the ringing of the bell.
Yang Jian guessed.
The old house had reset once.
But after that reset, the bell in the old house never rang again.
"They have probably started fighting inside by now, but that isn't a good sign. If the bell hasn't rung, it means the person moving the pendulum clock hasn't been forced to the point of resetting. The other side still has strength left. If the bell kept ringing and the old house kept resetting, that would mean the other side had run out of options."
Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly, emitting a faint red glow.
"They're in danger."
Based on his experience, Yang Jian came to a rather grim conclusion.
At this moment.
The confrontation inside the old house was indeed still ongoing. Peril and terror had gathered there, and an unimaginable supernatural incident was unfolding.
Inside the empty, dimly lit hall.
The strange woman in red, whose facial features were blurred, stood there silently without moving. Her figure seemed somewhat unreal, as though she did not belong to this old house at all, but had invaded from another unknown supernatural place.
She merely stood there quietly.
Yet some