Chapter 95 Success in driving
Lin Qian held the photo of the starving ghost and looked at the starving ghost in the photo. He grinned:
"Successful, good luck. , it just took eleven shots.”
Lin Qian rubbed his eyebrows, put away the ghost camera, and felt the ghost. The coldness on the camera made Lin Qian know that this thing could no longer be used for the time being. It had been used too many times. If it were not in his own paintings and there was red line suppression, the ghosts in the ghost camera might have escaped. ......
Putting the ghost camera into the painting, Lin Qian held the photo of the starving ghost:
"Prepare to control. The connection between the Starving Ghost and the Wish Ghost has been suppressed. Now as long as I complete the control, the connection between the Starving Ghost and the Wish Ghost will be severed by me. By then, the Starving Ghost will be completely mine. It's..."
Lin Qian rubbed his temples, looked at the starving ghost in the photo, his eyes were scarlet:
"Start Drive it, drive the starving ghost as soon as possible, then deal with the voice in your head, and then take a nap. I haven’t slept for more than a month, and I really can’t stand it any longer..."
Thoughts Here, Lin Qian did not hesitate to take the photo of the starving ghost and directly activated his ability:
“Steal!”
As Lin Qian activated his ability, the photo suddenly began to tremble violently. The trembling gradually became more and more severe, so severe that Lin Qian could hardly hold it steady.
Looking at the photo that was shaking violently in his hand, Lin Qian’s expression was very calm, and the red light in his eyes flashed. He knew that the theft was successful. As the photo shook more and more seriously, Lin Qian held The photo shows veins popping out on my hands.
As time passed slowly, the trembling on the photo began to disappear and slowly stopped. Then Lin Qian saw that the photo in his hand began to slowly appear cracks. As the cracks appeared, it seemed that It was like a chain reaction, and the photos began to turn into ashes inch by inch.
The ashes fell sparsely. Lin Qian looked at the ashes falling from his hands with a calm expression. This is normal, there is no problem, just get used to it.
The photos disappeared very quickly. In less than a moment, the photos had all turned into ashes and then fell from Lin Qian's hands.
As the photo disappeared completely, two coffin nails suddenly appeared in Lin Qian's hands. These were the coffin nails that were nailed to the starving ghost. When he saw the coffin appear, Lin Qian knew that he had succeeded.
Sure enough, the moment the coffin nails appeared, a blue-black hand stretched out from behind Lin Qian, then his head, and then his entire body.
Lin Qian quietly felt the changes in her body, her expression very calm, but in less than a moment, a young man appeared behind Lin Qian, a young man with a numb expression and black eyes.
Lin Qian turned around and looked at this young man who looked exactly like him. Lin Qian grinned, but after just smiling for a while, Lin Qian froze and his face slowly began to look ugly. .
Lin Qian looked at the Starving Ghost in front of him and was a little silent. After feeling the situation in his body, Lin Qian became even more silent. He couldn't understand why he controlled the Starving Ghost. Will he eat all the ghosts in his body except the ghost paintings?
Even the doll's ghost eyes and hands were eaten. If it weren't for the red thread he used to suppress the ghost camera, Lin Qian suspected that even the red thread would have been eaten by the starving ghost.
Looking at the rotating ghost eyes on the starving ghost, Lin Qian felt a headache. He rubbed his temples and felt the sound of rain in his head. Lin Qian was a little confused as to why the sound of rain in his head was still there. ?
Just when Lin Qian was confused, the starving ghost standing in front of Lin Qian suddenly stretched out his hand and directly inserted it into Lin Qian's mind. The speed was so fast that Lin Qian couldn't even react. Don't come.
Looking at the hand that reached into his head, if Lin Qian hadn't known that the Starving Death Ghost had been completely controlled by him, he would have suspected that the Starving Death Ghost wanted to kill him.
Looking at the hand that reached into his head, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes. He could now clearly feel that the starving ghost's hand that reached into his head seemed to be holding something. With this feeling Appearing, the hungry ghost's hand suddenly pulled out of his brain.
The moment the Starving Ghost took his hand out, Lin Qian's whole body relaxed, and the sound of rain in his head disappeared. It seemed that as the Starving Ghost took his hand out of his head, the sound of rain also followed the Starving Ghost. left.
The voice in his head disappeared, and Lin Qian seemed to be alive again:
"It disappeared. It seems that my guess was correct. The Starving Ghost can indeed solve my brain problem. "The sound of rain inside."
Lin Qian suddenly felt very tired, and his eyelids were wet. He started fighting and rubbed his face. Lin Qian looked at the hungry ghost. Then Lin Qian saw that the hungry ghost put a withered finger into his mouth and started chewing. Seeing this scene, The corner of Lin Qian's mouth twitched:
"You are worthy of being a starving ghost, it is really scary."
And at the moment when the starving ghost ate his finger, in the mysterious place, in the endless tomb, behind a crimson tombstone, the tomb began to tremble, and the two candles burning in front of the tombstone exploded instantly, and a third of them disappeared. .
Not just candles, the rice placed in front of the tombstone was knocked to the ground. Most of the rice in the bowl disappeared instantly. The paper money flickered with sparks, but it did not burn.
As this happened, the tombstone began to tremble, as if it was also suppressing the ghost in the tomb so that it could not crawl out of the tomb.
Probably because of the vibration of the tombstone, the tomb slowly began to return to calm. The flickering sparks on the paper money also disappeared. The two candles also returned to their normal burning speed, and the tombstone slowly stopped. shock.
At the same time, at the moment when Lin Qian was driving the starving ghost, somewhere in Dachang City, an illusory figure suddenly appeared and looked sharply in one direction. That direction was Xiangyang Community. .
The illusory figure looked in the direction of Xiangyang Community and was about to take a few steps forward, but suddenly there was a footsteps behind it. It sounded like the footsteps of a child, as if he was in a hurry. Following this footsteps Appeared, the illusory figure stopped where it was. The ground, and then slowly disappeared...
In the painting, Lin Qian rubbed his face, looking at the motionless starving ghost in front of him, feeling a little helpless, although the starving ghost directly ate his body Lin Qian was a little annoyed by all the ghosts except ghost paintings.
However, Lin Qian can still feel that he can still use the abilities of those fierce ghosts, but he has to rely on the hungry ghosts to use them. Although it will be a bit troublesome, Lin Qian can still accept it. Within the range, it is better than not using it at all.
Watching the starving ghost eating his withered fingers, Lin Qian could feel that the starving ghost seemed to have some supernatural power, as if it was the sound of dripping water. Sensing this situation, Lin Qian felt a little relieved: < br>
“Finally, there is good news. The Starving Ghost is indeed a Starving Ghost, and my efforts to control it are not in vain.”
With this thought in his mind, Lin Qian took the Starving Ghost back and yawned. He was very sleepy now. Since the Starving Ghost was now under control and the supernatural powers in his mind were solved, he went out to wash up and sleep. After all, this I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in nearly a month, so I need to catch up on my sleep.
Lin Qian put the two coffin nails back into the painting, and also put the gold box in. After packing, Lin Qian walked out of the painting and looked at the dusty bedroom. Qian looked a little helpless and simply made the bed, as long as it could accommodate people, and he would clean the rest when he woke up. (End of this chapter)