Chapter 92 Contact
Walking out of Guanjiang Community, Lin Qian looked at the sunset over Dachang City. The setting sun was like blood, and the sun was about to set.
Lin Qian looked at the gold box in his hand, took out a painting from his pocket, and put the box into the painting.
Looking at the scene in the painting, Lin Qian grinned:
“Hurry up, the things in my head are coming out. If this is not my illusion, it has already been A finger appeared in my mind..."
Looking at the blood-like sunset, Lin Qian's eyes flashed blood red:
"Guanjiang Community is too far away from Xiangyang Community, and Guanjiang Community is in the suburbs, and there are few taxis. After all, this is a wealthy community. Where people live, who would go out without a car?”
Thinking of this, Lin Qian rubbed his face:
“Let’s just drive into the ghost domain and drive the starving ghost as quickly as possible, otherwise I will be very close to becoming a madman. If I don’t die...”
Looking at the sparsely populated highway, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes, the ghost realm opened directly, a flash of green and black flashed, and Lin Qian disappeared from the spot.
At the same time, under the dusk in Dachang City, a blue mark streaked across the sky and lingered in the sky of Dachang City for a long time.
Yang Jian, who was in Guanjiang Community, looked at the blue mark in the sky, and a flash of red light flashed in his eyes:
"Lin Qian's resurgence of the ghost seems to be serious, otherwise I won’t be in such a hurry, I’ll just use the Ghost Domain to get on my way..."
"I hope Lin Qian can solve his own ghost resurgence, Dachang City can't stand the trouble..."
Looking at the ghost realm slowly disappearing in the sky, Yang Jian thought so in his heart, and left from the window , returned to the bedroom, he was getting ready to sleep...
Due to Lin Qian's behavior of rushing through ghost territory, many people in Dachang City saw the scene in the sky. Many people looked at the blue mark in the sky and acted very calmly.
After all, Dachang City had just experienced the Starving Ghost Incident. At that time, the entire Dachang City was shrouded in black and blue. Compared with before, this kind of strange phenomenon in the sky now is just child's play.
So no one is too curious about the situation in the air.
Wang Xiaoming, who was sitting in the car at this time, looked at the blue marks slowly disappearing in the sky, with thoughtful eyes, pushing up his glasses:
"Lin Qian's situation is worse than It was even more serious than imagined. It seems that Lin Qian must have experienced something horrific during the time he disappeared. It was so terrifying that he almost got trapped in it. Even if he came out alive, the sequelae would be huge."
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"I hope Lin Qian can solve his own problems, otherwise there will be no way to get the ghost in Lin Qian..."
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Xiangyang Community, Room 404, inside the room It was very quiet. Due to being unoccupied for a long time, a thick layer of dust accumulated in the room. The room was very dark. The clock was hung on the wall, and the sound of the hands moving was the only sound in the room.
A flash of blue and black, Lin Qian appeared in the room. Looking at the home that had been left unoccupied for more than a month, Lin Qian grinned and ignored the dusty room. Qian went directly to the desk and took out a painting from the drawer.
Looking at the dusty painting, Lin Qian smiled and reached out to wipe the dust on the painting. As the dust was wiped away by Lin Qian, the scene on the painting was clearly displayed on Lin Qian's eyes. In eyes.
Lin Qian was very familiar with the scene in the painting. It was a pastoral painting. Looking at the withered countryside in the painting, Lin Qian's eyes were filled with blood:
"Control hunger in this painting." Damn ghost, there won’t be any accidents like this. As long as the wishing ghost doesn’t leave Zhao Xiaoya’s side directly, then the starving ghost will belong to me today..."
Looking at the ink painting in his hand, Lin A red light flashed in Qian Yan's eyes. This painting belonged to him. This was the only painting he got from the ghost painting. This was also his chance to control the fifth level of ghost painting, his only chance...
As Lin Qian listened to the sound of rain in his head, the bloodshot eyes became more and more serious. He knew he had to hurry up, otherwise the thing in his head would not just be a finger!
Feeling the situation in his mind, Lin Qian did not hesitate and entered the ink painting directly. He wanted to control the starving ghost in the painting...
Entering the painting, Lin Qian looked up at the sky shrouded in blue and black, and suddenly felt that the normal sky looked comfortable. It was not what some people said, and he would get used to it after looking at it for a long time.
The countryside in the painting was very desolate. Lin Qian took out a painting from his pocket. The painting was of a man with a coffin nail on his head. Looking at the starving ghost in the painting, Lin Qian’s lips showed a smile. Smile:
“Starving ghost. "
Lin Qian reached into the painting, pinched the hungry ghost's neck, lifted it out of the painting, and placed the hungry ghost on the ground. Lin Qian rubbed his temples, and then removed himself from the painting. He took out another coffin nail and a gold box respectively.
Lin Qian opened the box, took out the ghost camera directly without looking at the ghost candles, and then put the box back into the painting.
Lin Qian looked at the camera in his hand, and then at the coffin nails. Lin Qian's eyes flashed:
"You can try this coffin nail. If this coffin nail can make people starve to death, The instinct is restricted, so the ghost camera It doesn’t matter.”
Thinking of this, Lin Qian shook his head. The sound of rain in his head was very annoying. Without hesitation, Lin Qian looked like a starving ghost and nailed the coffin directly. into the heart of a starving ghost.
Looking at the starving ghost nailed by two coffin nails, Lin Qian couldn't help but think of a ghost in his heart, and muttered:
"If there is another coffin nail, , you can enjoy the feeling of being nailed by three coffin nails.”
"That's a treatment that only ghosts with extremely terrifying levels can enjoy..."
"However, you can be nailed to death by two coffin nails, which is not a small treatment, so I don't want it." Thinking about the third one..."
Look Looking at the starving ghost lying motionless on the ground, Lin Qian grinned, walked up to the hungry ghost, and strangled the hungry ghost's neck directly:
"Steal..."
"Huh? Failed to steal?"
Looking at the starving ghost who had not changed at all, Lin Qian's eyes were thoughtful:
"The instinct of the starving ghost should be restricted. After all, it was nailed by two coffin nails, but now If you still can't be controlled by me, then there's only one problem..."
Looking at the starving ghost in front of him, Lin Qian removed his hands from the hungry ghost. The dead ghost's neck was loosened, and his face was a little solemn:
"The connection between the hungry dead ghost and the wish ghost is still there. If the connection between the hungry dead ghost and the wish ghost cannot be solved, then I will control the hungry dead ghost." It’s simply impossible.”
Thinking of this, Lin Qian rubbed his eyebrows:
"It's a pity that there are no ghost scissors. Otherwise, I could use ghost scissors to cut off the connection between the starving ghost and the wish ghost. It seems that I can only use the ghost camera. I thought that two coffin nails could make the hungry ghost's instinct disappear. Instinct Disappearance means disappearance, but the connection between the Starving Ghost and the Wish Ghost is still there..."
Read Looking at the ghost camera in his hand, Lin Qian felt a bit toothache:
“I just don’t know how many photos it takes to take a picture of the starving ghost. To judge the completeness of the starving ghost, I need to take at least ten pictures. Above the photos, and even more..." (End of Chapter)