Chapter 74 Mr. Qin
Twelve o'clock at midnight.
The hotel room was dark and silent. The pendulum of a pendulum clock swayed gently, and time moved forward bit by bit.
Soft big bed.
A pale man was sleeping on it, his chest rising and falling slightly, exuding a cold aura.
The room was oppressive, cool, and cold, almost breathless.
Liang Xingyang closed his eyes and fell asleep, as if he had lost consciousness.
The cold air continued to erode the body, and the toes became a little hazy. This blur then spread to the ankles, thighs, and even the entire lower body.
Like a strobe, the hazy lower body completely disappeared, as if reality did not exist.
The original position of the lower body exudes a colder aura. It is a mirror ghost that does not belong to reality, replacing part of Liang Xingyang's body.
The blur has not stopped yet, and the haze continues to spread upwards. The internal organs in the stomach seem to be empty, and the chest and ribs are also disappearing, replaced by a cold and invisible existence.
Until the haze covered the heart, a dry heart stained with black blood.
"Plop~Plop~"
As if under some kind of threat, the dry heart beat harder, and the heartbeat began to beat irregularly, as if on the surface of the water. Like ripples, the haziness that spread across his chest began to be affected by the curse, and actually had a tendency to subside.
“Chi Chi…”
The supernatural confrontation began. The dim light bulbs in the hotel room emitted sparks of electricity, and the lights began to flicker on and off.
The strange heartbeat sound enveloped the room, and the lower body that disappeared faintly reappeared.
“Bang.”
The light flickered on and off, and finally the bulb exploded, sending pieces flying everywhere.
The ghost heart curse spread in the form of heartbeats, resisting the cold aura of the mirror ghost, and the two ghosts returned to a state of supernatural balance.
When the first ray of sunlight in the morning slipped into the dim room through the gaps in the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Liang Xingyang suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were full of confusion. After lying motionless for ten minutes, his eyes became clear and he got up and went to the bathroom.
The young man in front of the mirror was pale, but he seemed to be in good spirits. It was obvious that he had a good sleep last night.
Liang Xingyang looked worried because he found some clues.
Whether it was the fragments of light bulbs scattered on the floor or the content of the dream that had no beginning and no end in his mind, they all told him that he had unknowingly experienced a dangerous ghost resurgence in his sleep.
"Last night was very dangerous. The mirror ghost resurrected without warning and kept replacing itself. At the same time, it stole a memory of his sleep. If it weren't for the ghost heart in his heart that maintained the supernatural balance, I'm afraid he would have disappeared from reality."
“Every time I deal with these ghosts, I am on the verge of life and death. Wander once. Since you are on a road that is destined to be irreversible, and you don’t know when you will die, let’s try hard and see if we can find a future.”
Liang Xingyang’s clear eyes at this moment. It became more profound, and he turned his head to look at the heads like dark clouds in the distance outside the window, and his eyes became firm.
Going downstairs, he happened to bump into Yang Jian head-on.
After a night's rest, Liang Xingyang was in high spirits, but Yang Jian looked haggard.
After questioning, I learned that the headless ghost on Yang Jian got out of control inexplicably last night and almost attacked the tenants passing by his door. Fortunately, Yang Jian was awakened at the last moment, and he regained control of the ghost.
The two went downstairs to the hotel restaurant.
"Zhao Jianguo made an appointment at twelve o'clock and asked me to meet at the Caesar Hotel. It is said that a special plane was sent this time to transport several supernatural items. Not only was there a scapegoat doll, but one of them could suppress evil ghosts. "The shroud of action."
Yang Jian stuffed a bun into his mouth and said vaguely.
Liang Xingyang also picked up a big bun and gnawed it, with no surprise on his face. The headquarters has always attached great importance to Li Jun, or it also attaches great importance to the value of will-o'-the-wisp.
After all, there are very few ghosts that possess ghosts and can be controlled by living people.
"It's rude not to reciprocate. Who is responsible for transporting the supernatural items this time? How about I hijack a plane? The will-o'-the-wisp can also be taken back."
Liang Xingyang suddenly appeared I thought about it and told Yang Jian about it.
"It's an old man named Qin from the headquarters. Zhao Jianguo specially told me this news." Yang Jian said with a confused expression.
Liang Xingyang opened his mouth when he heard this, and immediately changed his mind and said: "Pretend I didn't say that. Although young people don't follow martial ethics, they can't bully the elderly, right?"
Yang Jian asked doubtfully: "Do you know this old man?"
Seeing that Yang Jian seemed curious, Liang Xingyang told Mr. Qin's information.
"A born ghost controller will never revive a ghost! He can also predict the future results. Isn't this the script of Destiny Child?" Yang Jian looked in disbelief and his face twitched, "This Mr. Qin Wasn't it the headquarters that invited you out to deal with you?"
Liang Xingyang thought for a moment and felt that it was very possible, and nodded solemnly.
Yang Jian's eyes widened and he stopped eating the buns. He quickly said: "My mother suddenly gave birth prematurely. I have to go back to help."
"Please, tell your mother to have a premature birth later. The replacement baby hasn't been obtained yet." Liang Xingyang said with a smile.
Yang Jian sat down discouraged and continued to eat the buns, as if he regarded this breakfast as his last supper.
"Mr. Qin should not interfere with the ghost masters of this era. Mr. Qin needs to abide by the agreement made by the older generation of ghost masters during the Republic of China, but it is still not safe." Liang Xingyang was worried and only Explained simply to Yang Jian.
In the original work, Yang Jian wiped out his entire circle of friends and Mr. Qin did not intervene. He and Yang Jian only killed three minions, which should not attract the old man's attention.
But at this moment.
An old man wearing a gray coat, with age spots on his face and a cane suddenly came over.
“Ahem, constantly strengthening the ability of only one kind of evil ghost is the path we old guys from the Republic of China have taken. It seems that you have also embarked on this path, but you also control other types in your body. You must know the truth that you are more valuable than more. But it will be great if you can persist to the end."
The old man looked at Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian with a dull look on his face. He spoke to Liang Xingyang calmly.
Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian's expressions changed. They were very alert, but they did not notice anyone approaching at the first time.
Liang Xingyang had the biggest reaction. He had replaced Li Jun's identity, gained his memory, and immediately recognized the identity of this dying old man: Mr. Qin.
Liang Xingyang did not dare to be careless, and used the ability to travel through the mirror, and his figure disappeared without a trace.
“Ahem, cough, cough, do I look like a very stern old man?”
Mr. Qin’s face was expressionless, as if he had expected it, he reached out and picked up a full steamed bun from the dining table. plate, dumped all the buns, looked at the plate and spoke.
Liang Xingyang's heart sank. Unexpectedly, he hid in the reflective plate, but was found directly by Mr. Qin.
Mr. Qin has the ability to predict future results. He will deduce various behavioral reactions. Almost everything is within his prediction.
Any luck would be a flaw in front of this old man.
Mr. Qin knew that Liang Xingyang, who was on the plate, couldn't hear him, so he turned to look at Yang Jian with an indifferent expression.
Yang Jian suddenly began to feel restless. The ghost eyes on his forehead that peered at reality did not dare to look directly at the old man. Even the ghost eyes wanted to avoid this old man from the Republic of China.
In the mirror space.
Liang Xingyang frowned. He found that Mr. Qin seemed to have no choice but to break into the mirror space and catch him out. But the plate fell into the opponent's hand, and he didn't dare to go out.
But he soon discovered that it seemed that Mr. Qin had imprisoned him before he took action.
Is this step also foreseen by the other party?
This terrifying old man from the Republic of China!
Through the mirror, Liang Xingyang saw Mr. Qin chatting with Yang Jian.
Soon, Mr. Qin chose to put down the plate, turned around and left.
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