Chapter 25 Falling asleep?
Lin Qian placed the ghost coffin on the sports car that Yang Jian had touched, and sat directly on the ghost coffin. He planned to sit on the ghost coffin and go out.
When Yang Jian saw Lin Qian's virtue, he was immediately speechless. Looking at Lin Qian who was sitting in the ghost coffin and continuing to touch the ghost coffin with his hand, Yang Jian said helplessly:
"Lin Qian, how much do you like this coffin?"
"Hey, you can't say that in Yang Jian's words. I don't like it, it's true love! You, a single, won't understand. ”
After saying that, he stopped caring about Yang Jian and continued to touch the ghost coffin. Lin Qian had already decided that as long as he didn't steal the ghost's supernatural power today, he would not give the coffin to Wang Xiaoming.
Hearing what Lin Qian said, Yang Jian was completely speechless, and whispered softly:
"Aren't you a single dog yourself? Why should a single person make things difficult for a single person?" ”
Thinking of this, Yang Jian shook his head and turned around to look at Zhang Han. Seeing Zhang Han’s expression of wanting to die for him anytime and anywhere, Yang Jian couldn’t bear it. After thinking about it, he decided to since He expressed his thoughts:
"Zhang Han, I think your ghost is about to revive. Maybe he will die soon. He has to revive anyway. You might as well give me an advantage and I'll kill you directly." Putting it in a body bag will not only prevent evil spirits from running out, but also allow you to die with peace of mind. It will also allow me to make a lot of money. This is killing three birds with one stone, so why not do it!"
After hearing what Yang Jian said, Zhang Han felt numb and quickly shook his head:
"I... think I should be able to hold on. I still have a chance, as long as After we go back, if they can fulfill their promise, I can survive, so Yang Jian, you better not think about selling me!”
Hearing Zhang Han’s rejection! , Yang Jian was a little disappointed and shook his head:
“What a pity, that’s 100 million!”
After Zhang Han heard Yang Jian’s regretful tone, his whole body was filled with excitement. He shuddered and quickly got into his car. He felt that if he hung out in front of Yang Jian again, Yang Jian might kill him directly and sell him for money! With Yang Jian's character, Zhang Han believes that he can do it!
Looking at Zhang Han who got into the car in a hurry, Yang Jian shook his head without saying anything. He also got into the sports car and started the engine:
"Lin Qian, stop studying that thing. Feng Quan is lying inside. It’s been many months and I haven’t researched it yet. How could you possibly have researched it in such a short period of time?”< br>
"Hurry up and sit down, we are leaving Huanggang Village!"
Hearing Yang Jian's words, Lin Qian was helpless. He looked at the ghost coffin under his butt, with fierce eyes:< br>
“If labor and management don’t get your supernatural power today, my surname will not be Yang!”
Lin Qian thought so in his heart, he stopped sitting on the coffin, sat down from the ghost coffin, and sat next to the ghost coffin, but Lin Qian's hand never left the ghost coffin for even a second from the beginning to the end!
Seeing this scene, Yang Jian said nothing. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the sports car rushed out and left Huanggang Village.
The sports car was driving on the road, and Lin Qian, who was sitting in the back, suddenly felt something was wrong. He found that he was getting sleepy, and his sleepiness was getting stronger and stronger. Lin Qian was surprised to find that there was no ghost in his body. reaction.
Feeling this situation, Lin Qian subconsciously looked at the ghost coffin, thinking it was the ghost of this thing, but before he could react, his eyes had closed and he fell asleep. Just fell asleep without any precautions!
Yang Jian, who was driving the car, didn't notice it. After driving on the road for a while, Yang Jian suddenly asked Lin Qian:
"By the way, Lin Qian, what was the level of the supernatural event you experienced? I didn't think to ask you in Huanggang Village. Now that it's safe, can you tell me?"
"Huh? Lin Qian? ”
After waiting for a long time and not hearing Lin Qian’s answer, Yang Jian was a little confused and looked in the rearview mirror, only to realize that Lin Qian Already asleep:
"Huh? Asleep? How could it be? Is it because I haven't slept for too long?"
Yang Jian thought like this and thought of various reasons, even He thought about hitting a ghost, but this was impossible, so Yang Jian just thought that Lin Qian was too sleepy, so he fell asleep sitting next to the ghost coffin.
Is this really the case? Of course not!
Lin Qian's current state is a bit strange. He seems to be dreaming. No, it doesn't seem like he is dreaming!
Lin Qian looked at the Republic of China-era building in front of him. Lin Qian was completely confused:
"What's wrong with me? Also, where is this? How can I run away so well?" Are you here?”
Lin Qian looked around, a little speechless, and at this moment, Lin Qian saw a flower in front of him, and then he saw a wall with several paintings hanging on it. Most of them are blurry, with the exception of one painting.
It was a picture of a man. Judging from his clothes, he was undoubtedly from the Republic of China period.
The moment Lin Qian saw this painting, his eyes changed. His eyes were full of coldness, and he stared at the man in the painting.
The person in the painting seemed to be aware of Lin Qian's sight. He turned his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Qian. The moment the man saw Lin Qian, the corners of his mouth could not help but reveal. smile.
Lin Qian looked at the smile with an expressionless face. As the man in the painting changed, Lin Qian's eyes suddenly blurred. When he opened his eyes, he was already awake.
Lin Qian opened his eyes and lowered his head. He knew who the man was:
"Zhang Xianguang? I see, I said that my corpse was carried by the ghost painting for so many days, but only part of the supernatural power was stolen. It turns out that he is also the person in the painting!"
"It seems that he also wants to control it. Ghost painting, in the original work, Zhang Xianguang failed to fully master ghost painting after preparing for so long, and even created a girl who looked exactly like ghost painting for this purpose. "
Thinking of this, Lin Qian's doubts disappeared a lot:
"It seems that it was not accidental that I saw him in my dream today. I used ghost paintings as a medium. Just pull me into a dream? What a weird method!”
When Lin Qian thought of this, her doubts were reduced a lot:
"Zhang Xianguang has been preparing for so long but has not been able to control the ghost painting, but I have controlled part of the ghost painting in just a few days. Is it because this threatens him?"
Lin Qian lowered his head and pondered. Author:
"Zhang Xianguang was from the Republic of China. He has lived for so long, so it is impossible that he did not have arrangements, and my appearance may make him lose everything."
"Because I am the most likely person to fully control Gui Hua. Once I fully control Gui Hua, he will not be able to do anything to me. After all, by then, I will be very difficult to kill.”
“So. , if Zhang Xianguang is determined to win the ghost painting, he must erase me before I find a way to completely control the ghost painting. If this is the case, then seeing him today is not a coincidence, but a necessity!"
"So, does he want to see me? To see what kind of person can steal part of the ghost painting in front of him, and then find an opportunity to kill me!"
Thinking of this, Lin Qian's eyes have narrowed:
"Is this so? If this is really the case, I have to speed up. , At least he has grown up to the point where he can play tricks with Zhang Xianguang.”
Just because he met Zhang Xianguang, Lin Qian thought of so many things. Lin Qian felt that what he thought was right, every person from the Republic of China period! People who have lived to this day have a clear purpose, just like the person in the Wang family's old house.
But when Lin Qian opened his eyes, somewhere in a supernatural place, a man smiled and murmured to himself:
"Oh~ Is he a young man? Are all young people today so capable? He actually stole part of the ghost painting in front of me. What a great young man. It's a pity that he died." (End of Chapter)