Chapter 47 Ming Road
The carriage is not quiet. The hot months bring impatience and complaints.
Looking at Wang Chaling getting out of the car, Yu Qian’s expression flickered slightly.
Wang Chaling is a very scary person. If he fights with him, he will definitely die, but this Dadong City must be at least half less.
When this happens, Wang Chaling is not easy to do. He can't beat him, but Guihu can.
Yu Qian felt that he could still move the ghost lake to another location.
But this is actually not necessary.
The ending of losing both sides is not good.
"Is the younger generation the strongest? It seems like they are still a scumbag... Haha... interesting."
Yu Qian showed a smile and reached out to cover the window completely with curtains.
He pressed his cap and slowly closed his eyes.
Today he saw a person, the strongest young man today, and determined the killing pattern of the evil ghost on his shoulder and what it relied on to grow.
Before, he had only guessed at the pattern of this evil ghost, but after this incident, he determined the killing pattern of this thing.
When you see it, you will trigger the killing pattern, and you grow by killing people...
Recalling the scene he saw from the window before, Yu Qian knew what he should do.
No matter what, he must find a way to deal with this evil ghost before it turns into a ghost.
Once this thing becomes a ghost, the consequences can be imagined.
The troublesome thing...
In addition, there is the clothes on his body, which have begun to take root in his body.
This is also something uncontrollable.
There are still many things to do, many things...
Ding Ling Ling~
Suddenly a phone rang, and Yu Qian opened his eyes instantly.
There was a vibration in his pocket. After hesitating for a while, Yu Qian took out his phone and looked at the screen. The caller ID was strange. It was a long string of characters mixed with Arabic numerals.
The number was unfamiliar. It was a number that he had never seen before, but looking at the format of the number, Yu Qian knew who was calling.
Looking at the ringing cell phone, Yu Qian lowered the volume and answered the call.
"Is it Yu Qian?"
As soon as the call was connected, a strange woman's voice sounded from inside.
The woman's voice is very clear, even if you listen carefully, there is a hint of softness.
It’s very pleasant and nice to listen to.
"Yes, what's the matter?" Yu Qian thought for a while and replied.
“It’s like this. Dachang City Interpol Police Yang Jian has something to do with you. I don’t know what it is specifically, but I can transfer Yang Jian’s call for you. Do you need to contact Yang Jian? ?" The woman went straight to the point without being too polite, and perfectly executed Zhao Jianguo's arrangement.
"Yang Jian is looking for me?"
Yu Qian was a little confused: "Why are you looking for me?"
But soon Yu Qian seemed to have thought of something, and he looked at it The date was compared with what Yang Jian told him not long ago that he asked himself to go to a shopping mall to help.
Yu Qian knew why Yang Jian was looking for him.
Huanggang Village.
"The Huanggang Village incident, the ghost coffin..."
"Do you need me to help you transfer the call?" The woman's voice sounded again.
“Transfer it.”
Yu Qian hesitated for a moment before speaking.
It just so happened that he also wanted to hear whether the situation in Yang Jian was the same as what he knew.
Fiction and reality are biased after all.
Coupled with the story he heard on the supernatural bus before, Yu Qian became more sure of his conjecture.
The mysterious resurgence he came to might be different from the mysterious resurgences he had seen.
"Okay, I'll transfer it for you right now."
As he said, the phone got busy.
Yu Qian said nothing, just waited quietly.
While waiting for the call, a couple got on the bus. As the couple got on the bus, the conductor who had added an extra 1,100 yuan also got on the bus.
He got on the bus and glanced at all the people in the car. After making sure that the seats were full, he took out a small notebook and said:
"Everyone pay the ticket price first. Pay as much as you agreed with me before. Don't pay more or less. I have a record here."
Hearing this, everyone in the carriage Passengers consciously took out their money or took out their mobile phones to pay.
Looking at the conductor who was collecting money from the beginning, Yu Qian took out 600 yuan from his pocket and prepared to pay, but when the conductor received half of the money.
A familiar voice suddenly came from Yu Qian's mobile phone. The call was established and the busy signal disappeared.
“I am Yang Jian and you are Yu Qian?”
Yang Jian's voice rang from the phone. It was a bit low and dull, and it sounded like he was in a sealed space.
"Well, it's me. If you have anything, just tell me." Yu Qian thought for a while and took out an earphone and put it on his ear, then connected the earphone to his mobile phone, which can effectively prevent them from talking. It won't be heard much by ordinary people.
"Are you free? Something happened here, I may not be able to handle it, and I need you to help me."
Yang Jian did not answer Yu Qian's answer immediately , but it took a while before his voice sounded again.
“What happened?”
It was Yu Qian's habit to ask about things first instead of agreeing immediately, even though he knew what Yang Jian was going through at the moment.
“Things are a bit complicated. Let me make a long story short. Here’s what happened. Not long ago, I received an order to go to a village to complete a task. The file shows this task, no... it should be said This village is normal and not too dangerous..."
"But when I arrived at this village and stayed here for one night, I found something wrong with this village..."
Listening to Yang Jian's narration, Yu Qian's eyes flickered slightly, The plots are not much different, although there are slight deviations, there is basically no difference.
After hearing the general idea, Yu Qian pondered for a while and said:
"So, you are now stuck in a ghost with no way to get out, and you can't deal with that ghost, and you are currently in a state of resurrection from the ghost?"
"Well, that's right." Yang Jian was silent for a while and said.
"So, do you want me to go over and get you? Or do you want me to go over and deal with this supernatural incident with you?" Yu Qian said again.
“You can understand it this way.” Yang Jian replied.
"Just wait a moment..."
With that said, Yu Qian put down his cell phone, and then handed the 600 yuan in his hand to the conductor who came up to him.
"Where to get off at Taiyuan? There are three stops here, one is Taiyuan Toll Station, one is Dongjiao, and one is Wuhe Terminal." Taking the six hundred yuan handed over by Yu Qian, After the conductor made a sketch in the book, he asked.
“Toll station.” Yu Qian said.
"Okay." When he heard that he was getting off at the toll station, the conductor quickly started writing in the book with a pen. After a while, he stopped writing and then walked towards the next passenger.
At this point, Yu Qian picked up the phone again:
"Okay, keep talking."
Uh...
"Where are you now?" Yang Jian hesitated for a while and asked.
"Dadong City." Yu Qian told Yang Jian directly without concealing his location.
"Listening to the conversation just now, it seems that you are going to Taiyuan? Are you going home?" Yang Jian asked again.
"Well, let's go home and have a look. Is there any problem?" Yu Qian said.
Uh...
As Yu Qian said these words, Yang Jian was silent for a long time without speaking. He didn’t know whether it was a few minutes or ten minutes. Yang Jian The voice sounded again:
“What about my side?”
"I definitely won't be able to get through there. I can get there in a short time by driving on the ghost road, but I can't use such a luxurious way of travel yet, so I may not be able to do anything..." Yu Qian was silent for a while and said , but then he changed the topic and answered a but:
"However, it's not that I can't help you. Maybe I can help you point out a clear path, but you have to give me something to make up for my loss."
Hearing Yu Qian's breathless chat, Yang Jian almost dropped his phone.
"What?" Yang Jian took a deep breath and then asked.
He doesn't care at all what Yu Qian needs now. The most important thing now is how to survive. If he dies, nothing will be of use.
"We'll wait until you survive. Don't worry, you will definitely be willing to give me what I want. After all, our relationship is not bad." Yu Qian said with a smile.
"Okay, I agree." Yang Jian said.
"OK, just wait a moment, three minutes will do."
As he spoke, Yu Qian covered the receiver of his mobile phone with his hand, and then he clicked on a piece of music to listen to stand up.
The music is very soothing and sounds a bit relaxing.
Don’t worry, it’s only three minutes, Yang Jian can afford to wait.
Recalling what Yang Jian said, Yu Qian had already compiled a route in his mind.
After the song passed, Yu Qian estimated the time, picked up the phone and said:
"Ahem, to make a long story short...you have to find a way to control the second ghost now, I know you There are ways to control it, and I know you are hesitant, but I can tell you responsibly that your method is right."
"Don't ask me how I know, in short, I just know, you believe it. Just believe me. After controlling the second ghost, a strange balance will appear. At this time, you can see a mourning hall, which is the same mourning hall where you first entered the village."
" After seeing the mourning hall, don’t hesitate to go in with the still living ghost master. Remember, after entering, you must find a way to let the person in the coffin come out. He has taken the ghost’s place.”
"Let him come out, it's best to control him, and finally let the evil spirit return to the coffin, and this matter will be solved. Remember, you must let the evil spirit return to the coffin, otherwise this matter will not end."
"Cough. Cough... Also, I’ll give you a piece of advice, don’t taste it Try to imprison that fierce ghost. That thing can't be imprisoned. It can't be imprisoned as long as you are still in its ghost..."
Yu Qian's cough is very interesting, and the feeling of weakness makes Yang Jian I almost thought Yu Qian would die in the next second.
"Are you about to die?" Yang Jian hesitated and asked.
Hearing this, Yu Qian’s face darkened:
"You are good at talking, aren't you?"
The voice is still weak, as weak as an oil lamp that is about to go out.
“Forget it, I’m too lazy to pay attention to you, and I don’t know what you encountered this time. I almost couldn’t resist it...”
“After you survive, remember to make up for it. I...I'm so sorry."
Yu Qian quickly hung up the phone. After hanging up, he breathed a long sigh of relief. It's really difficult to pretend to be a dying person.
This time he will make a lot of money. Sure enough, he has read the original work and has a God's perspective. It is a very cool thing.
“Think about what good things you want from Yang Jian, and I won’t be deprived of anything you say this time.”
Turn the music back on, watch that the money has been collected, and start to check if there is any. The conductor who made the mistake, Yu Qian closed his eyes again.
The conductor left the carriage. After a while, the bus began to shake, followed by the roar of the engine, and then the scene outside the window began to move.
The bus began to leave the station and headed towards the nearest highway.
Not far from the bus, Wang Chaling looked at the leaving bus, took off his glasses and wiped them expressionlessly, muttering softly:
"We can fight, but will both sides suffer? "
"Is that so... That's really a trouble."
Muttering, he put on his glasses again, turned around and left the station without staying here too long.
But at this moment, in Dachang City, in Huanggang Village.
Under the dark sky, a gloomy village stood in it, and the rich darkness shrouded it and enveloped the entire village.
Not far outside the village, there was a golden bag lying flat among the weeds. The bag looked like a body bag used to hold corpses.
The bag is very full, and there seems to be a person lying inside.
"He said your method is right..."
Looking at the hung up phone, Yang Jian took out an old piece of sheep...or should be said to be human skin. .
"He is...who is it..."
As Yang Jian spoke, a twisted handwriting suddenly appeared on the old human skin paper.
“It?” Yang Jian keenly caught the name Yu Qian was called by the human skin paper. It, this generally does not refer to a living person.
However, Yang Jian did not ask this. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh? Is there anything else you don't know?"
But after waiting for a long time, there was nothing on the human skin. Change, those words are still those words.
But suddenly that paragraph disappeared and was replaced by an extremely familiar sentence:
"My name is Yang Jian...I will be dead when you read this paragraph..."
"I got into a dilemma because I took on a mission with incomplete files. This dilemma will kill me, but fortunately I contacted someone. Although I don’t know why he knew how to deal with this terrorist incident..."
"But these are not important anymore. What is important is that what he said is true. Because of what he told me, I decided to believe it. The method proposed by Human Skin Paper..."
"Give it a fierce ghost, and then it will help me control the second ghost..."
"In the end...I will successfully solve this matter according to what that person said, and then live..."
"Bullshit..." Yang Jian's expression changed slightly after seeing this twisted text. .
"I tell you, if I die here, you will never be able to get out. In addition, that scary ghost should be very interested in you. After all, you are a ghost too."
"If your method is wrong, I will throw you to that evil ghost without any hesitation. You should know that I will definitely do this before I die..."
Threatening people Parchment paper is an old tradition.
But as Yang Jian finished speaking, the words on the human skin paper suddenly twisted, but it was just a twist. The words inside were still the same as before, without any change.
Seeing this scene, Yang Jian knew that he had no choice.
Recalling what Yu Qian said on the phone and what was shown on the human skin paper, Yang Jian gritted his teeth:
"I will trust you two just once!"
< br>With that said, he unzipped the body bag and walked out. (End of chapter)