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Chapter 493 The End! (Please Subscribe)

The Wang Family Residence!

A grayish-white light flashed, and Wang Chaling appeared at the entrance of the old house.

Behind him were two elderly people dressed in clothing from the Republican era, one was his grandfather and the other was his grandmother.

The two elderly people did not have any trace of human life on them; instead, they exuded a chilling aura of death.

A pair of numb, empty eyes that send chills down your spine at first glance!

These are clearly two terrifying, vengeful ghosts!

The old house is located on a street near the city center of Daito City. The once bustling street is now eerily quiet.

The roads are littered with weathered and decaying vehicles, as well as piles of clothes scattered on the ground.

"In less than four hours, there were no survivors?"

Feeling the deathly silence around him, Wang Chaling silently raised the level of this supernatural event several notches.

In such a short time, they destroyed almost half of the city, and that was a top-tier city like Da Dong City.

It's at least an S-level paranormal event!

After taking a deep breath, Wang Chaling stepped into the old house.

The two ghostly figures behind him followed him closely.

The old house has three floors and is entirely made of wood.

There are some flowers and plants in the courtyard on the first floor. Although no one has been taking care of them, they do not look messy.

"crunch~"

Wang Chaling did not linger in the courtyard, but pushed open the door and walked directly into the old house.

In the lobby on the first floor, there are several chairs and an eight-immortal table. On the left side of the lobby, there is a wooden staircase leading to the second floor.

Wang Chaling knew there was no danger on the first floor, so he went straight to the stairs after entering.

"Clap!"

The portrait hanging on the west wall of the room suddenly fell down with a sound.

Wang Chaling paused, turning his head to look at the location of the hanging portrait.

It was an ancient painting of a woman wearing a jade hairpin in her hair, who was always smiling.

However, the cracks on the glass made the smile look somewhat eerie.

Wang Chaling immediately became alert!
It wasn't just because the portrait had mysteriously fallen to the ground, but also because his deceased grandfather had suddenly stepped forward and stood between him and the portrait.

"Is there a problem even here?"

Wang Chaling's eye twitched. Instead of going forward to check, he quickened his pace and walked upstairs.

The city of Da Dong outside has fallen into a ghost realm, and the most important thing now is to solve this problem.

Crunch~ Crunch~
The dilapidated wooden staircase emitted a creaking sound as it bore the weight of Wang Chaling.

The sound was particularly jarring in this quiet old house!
The lights in the old house were dim, and the stairwell was even darker, with only the outline of the stairs vaguely visible, so that Wang Chaling wouldn't bump into the wall.

"That's why I don't want to get involved with these things."

Wang Chaling muttered to himself, "As a living person with normal physiological reactions, this environment is too creepy."

Even with a deceased grandfather in front, a deceased grandmother behind, and a pair of deceased parents in his arms.

Wang Chaling still felt very uneasy, as if something was lurking in the darkness watching him.

"Pat-pat! Pat-pat!"

“Crunch~Crunch~”

Wang Chaling's figure quickly disappeared into the darkness of the stairwell.

After he disappeared, the portrait of the woman that had fallen to the ground suddenly reappeared on the wall.

However, a single blood-red tear appeared at the corner of the woman's eye.

The tears were very bright red, a particularly striking shade of bright red.

Against a backdrop of black and white, this drop of red is almost too glaring.

After taking a few steps down the stairs, Wang Chaling arrived at the second floor.

Unlike the dimly lit first floor, the second floor was much brighter, with sunlight streaming through the windows onto the floor and illuminating even the dust particles in the air.

Wang Chaling knew that this was a phenomenon called the Tyndall effect.

clap clap ~
Suddenly, the sound of running on the wooden floorboards and the laughter of children rang out.

"Young Master Wenjie, slow down, be careful not to fall."

A woman's worried voice followed immediately.

Upon hearing these sounds, a scene involuntarily flashed through Wang Chaling's mind.

A mischievous young boy ran barefoot down the stairwell, followed by a nanny with a worried expression.

Is it a ghost?

What exactly happened inside the old house?

"Is the sudden appearance of a ghost realm in Da Dong City related to these changes?"

Wang Chaling's eyes were fixed on the corner ahead; the sound was coming from there.

clap clap ~
The footsteps grew closer and closer. Wang Chaling could even hear the child's panting breath and the faint sound of bare feet sticking to the floor and then being lifted off.

"It's coming out!"

With a thought, Wang Chaling saw his grandfather, the first generation of the Wang family, appear at the corner, ready to make a move at any moment.

Just as the child was about to emerge from around the corner, all the sounds suddenly disappeared.

The footsteps, the panting, and the worried female voice all disappeared.

The entire second floor was silent, as if everything that had just happened was merely Wang Chaling's hallucination.

This is the disadvantage of being an ordinary person; Wang Chaling simply couldn't judge those sounds from before.

Is it real, or is it a hallucination caused by being influenced by supernatural forces?

"Did the ghost disappear? Or is it hiding behind there?"

Wang Chaling suspected that the ghost that made the sound was hiding behind the corner, and that he would be attacked by the vengeful ghost as soon as he went forward.

"Grandpa, you go!"

Wang Chaling directly used the Wang family's ancestral secret technique—calling the head of the household.

Since there was suspicion of danger ahead, the elder in the family was naturally sent up.

Wasn't the effort of his grandfather's and father's generations meant to save him from taking risks?

Wang Chaling's dead grandfather went around the corner.

It was very quiet; not a sound could be heard.

They quickly returned, without any signs of fighting on their bodies.

"Didn't the murder pattern trigger? Or did the ghost simply disappear?"

Wang Chaling cautiously took a few steps forward, peeked out from behind his deceased grandfather, and looked into the passageway around the corner.

The corridor was empty; apart from a few doors on either side, there was nothing else to see.

"Is it an illusion?"

Looking at the unobstructed passageway before him, Wang Chaling felt a strange stirring in his heart.

Having just entered the old house, Wang Chaling encountered this strange situation and suddenly began to doubt whether he could achieve his goal.

He wasn't afraid of ordinary ghost attacks. With the protection of the four ghosts from the first and second generations of the Wang family, Wang Chaling was confident that even if he encountered danger, he would have enough time to escape.

However, this bizarre hallucination bypassed his ghost grandfather and directly distorted his perception.

Keep in mind that he was just an ordinary person. If he had only been manipulated by hallucinations to jump off the building, that would be one thing.

Even the ghost grandpa was able to save him in time.

If this triggers some terrible curse, then things could get complicated.

"It seems we need to be careful from now on and try not to come into contact with anything."

Wang Chaling composed himself and turned to walk towards the stairs again.

He wasn't sure if the sound he'd just heard was an illusion, or if a ghost was lurking in the corridor.

But, just stay away!
With the ghost grandfather in front of him and the ghost grandmother behind him, Wang Chaling continued walking towards the third floor, protected by these two ghost family members. "Wenjie? Wang Wenjie?"

Suddenly, Wang Chaling stopped abruptly, his eyes fixed on the figure in front of him.

Wasn't his grandfather named Wang Wenjie?
Wang Chaling's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of absurdity flooded his mind.

Could it be that what he just heard was the sound of his grandfather playing in the old house when he was a child?

But how is this possible?

How could that old clock in the old house possibly restart a time from so long ago?

More than sixty years ago!
If it were truly possible to rewind time to over sixty years ago, wouldn't that mean the first and second generations of the Wang family could also be resurrected?
With his mind racing, Wang Chaling stepped onto the third floor.

The layout of the third floor is similar to that of the second floor, except that there is an additional terrace of more than ten square meters in the middle.

Wang Chaling turned into the left passageway and walked towards the innermost part.

"Bang! Bang!"

As I passed a room, I suddenly heard two banging sounds coming from inside, and the door was shaking.

It sounded like someone was banging on the door from inside.

The moment Wang Chaling turned his head, the sound suddenly disappeared again.

"The situation inside the old house is getting more and more bizarre."

Wang Chaling did not check what was behind the door, but instead went to the door of the innermost room.

This is a very ordinary wooden door, and the door handle looks a bit old-fashioned, as if it has been around for many years.

The most important thing in the Wang family mansion, the clock with the power to restart, is hidden in this room.

"Squeak~"

Wang Chaling pushed open the door and entered, where an old-fashioned Western clock appeared before him.

A corpse was stuffed inside, its head serving as the clock face, with the hour and minute hands held in the dead man's mouth.

The pointer cannot be turned; the corpse needs to occasionally flick it with its finger.

In the other hand of the corpse, a large pendulum was held, which swung back and forth by the corpse's arm.

It seemed rather strangely perfunctory.

"No change? Why is there no change?"

Wang Chaling was very puzzled. If it wasn't the problem with this Western clock, then what was the ghost realm outside?

"Let's try stopping time first!"

After observing carefully, Wang Chaling had his deceased grandfather step forward and stop the clock's hands.

The corpse inside the clock continued to move its hands, and the two supernatural forces clashed.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The pendulum below was still swinging, emitting deep, resonant chimes.

Black blood seeped from the corpse's eyes, nostrils, and ears, making it even more gruesome.

Click!

A crack appeared on Wang Chaling's grandfather's shoulder.

Click!Click!
Then cracks began to appear on his chest, abdomen, and cheeks.

These cracks were so deep that the bone was visible, almost cutting Grandpa Wang Chaling in two from front to back.

Wang Chaling took out a black and white photo from his pocket; only his parents' images remained on that family portrait.

Soon his parents' images disappeared, and two ghosts, a man and a woman, appeared in the room.

"Go help Grandpa!"

Wang Chaling left only his grandmother by his side, while his ghost parents went up to help.

The ghost father stepped forward and grabbed the swaying pendulum, while the ghost mother helped the ghost grandfather control the corpse's head.

boom! ! !
Four powerful supernatural forces surged within the room.

The items in the room kept cracking and decaying, quickly turning into a pile of rubble, and then reappearing.

The surrounding space began to distort, and everything seemed to be flowing backward.

"not good!"

Wang Chaling was startled, not expecting that the Western clock could still be restarted after the hour hand was stuck.

Grandma Ghost stepped forward and hugged Wang Chaling. A grayish-white ghostly light appeared and enveloped his body.

The scene before Wang Chaling's eyes flickered, and everything around him returned to calm.

But the Western clock that could reset time, along with his ghost parents and ghost grandparents, were also gone.

Wang Chaling was immediately shocked. The last time something like this happened was when he was suppressed by Ghost King Musheng at the headquarters base in Dajing City.

But at least that time he was only suppressed; his ghost family members only temporarily lost their supernatural powers, but they were still by his side.

However, this time...
Looking at the blank black and white photograph in his hand, Wang Chaling felt a surge of fear.

Without the protection of his four ghost family members, can he still survive in this old house full of vengeful spirits?

"Is it time travel?"

"No, I'm still here. If time were reversed, I should be outside by now!"

Wang Chaling held the photo and kept calling out to his ghost elders, but the four ghostly figures that had accompanied him for over twenty years never appeared.

At this moment, Wang Chaling finally understood the helplessness of ordinary people when faced with supernatural events.

"Get out of here first!"

"No, I can't leave. Without Grandpa and the others protecting me, the outside world is even more dangerous for me!"

He was at least somewhat familiar with the situation inside the old house, and even though he had discovered many unknown changes, it was still better than facing the unfamiliar ghost realm outside.

After losing the supernatural powers of the Ghost Clan, he couldn't even run very far.

Just like Zhang Kun and other ordinary people, they had a chance to survive right in front of them, but due to physical exhaustion, they watched helplessly as that hope was shattered.

"I must find my grandfather and the others as soon as possible!"

Having lost the protection of the Ghost Clan, Wang Chaling felt as if he were walking naked down the street.

My heart is filled with unease and fear!
After checking the room several times, Wang Chaling decided to leave and search other parts of the old house.

However, just as Wang Chaling was about to leave, he found that he couldn't open the door.

"Bang! Bang!"

Wang Chaling angrily pounded on the door a few times, shaking the dust off the door frame.

"Calm down! I need to calm down!"

Wang Chaling took a deep breath, calming his anxiety caused by fear.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"The situation inside the old house is getting more and more bizarre."

That's my voice!

Wang Chaling's pupils suddenly dilated as images from a few minutes ago flashed through his mind.

A terrifying cruise ship!?

Groundhog Day!?

Many words related to time loops flooded Wang Chaling's mind.

"It happened!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Don't go any further, Wang Chaling! Get out of here!"

Wang Chaling frantically pounded on the door and shouted.

However, all that could be heard outside was the sound of footsteps growing ever more distant.

At the same time, a golden figure suddenly appeared in the sky above Da Dong City.

"Huh? Time distortion?"

(End of this chapter)