Chapter 191 The plan begins
Looking at Lin Qian’s livid face, Yang Jian disagreed and patted Lin Qian’s shoulder with a comforting look:
“Brother, it’s okay. There is no shame in being afraid of your wife. If it were me, I'm afraid too, so I won't be embarrassed. Don't worry, I won't look down on you..."
Lin Qian shook Yang Jian's hand away, and the corners of his eyes twitched:
"Yang Jian, you That’s enough. Give me back my wife. Do you want me to give you as a gift?”
Um...
"Forget it, I think I'm doing well now. I'm single and happy..."
Lin Qian suddenly became too lazy to pay attention to this guy and turned around to look at him. Looking at Keke, she felt helpless:
"Anyway, don't let Keke call her mother, Guixin" Mother's terror is not something we can accept now..."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian nodded, put away his joking mentality, and looked very solemn. He knew very well the terror of the strange bride. , Lin Qian knew it very well from the first time he met the Cunning Bride:
"Well, I will pay attention to Coco."
Lin Qian nodded, raised his head and stared at the stage not far away, his eyes flickering:
"Yang Jian, hold back those evil spirits. Don't let those evil ghosts come to my place. It's better to take those evil ghosts away. The seven ghost candles here will attract the evil ghosts. The ability may be a bit exaggerated. "
"If there are just a few evil ghosts running over, I can take out my hand to deal with them. If there are more, it will be hard to say. Don't capsize in the gutter, then everything will be over. "
Yang Jian looked at the stage not far away with a solemn expression:
"I will try my best to take those ghosts as far away as possible, but you have to hurry up. I won't be able to delay them for long. I only have two white ghost candles on me, one of which was given by the headquarters last time."< br>
“Even if there are enough ghost candles, we can’t guarantee the meeting. No one can tell what kind of accident happens, so you have to be quick!"
"Well, after you attract all the ghosts away, I will start to arrange it. If everything goes well! "It won't take long." Lin Qian nodded.
"I hope no accident will happen." Yang Jian said.
Suddenly the atmosphere became a little strange. Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian with a strange look. He always felt that these words were very familiar. Someone seemed to say them often...
Yang Jian felt Daolin Qian's strange gaze and suddenly felt a little confused:
"What's wrong? Did you forget something?"
"Oh...it's nothing, I just felt what you just said The words are a bit familiar, as if I heard them somewhere." Lin Qian replied casually.
Yang Jian was speechless, but he didn't care too much. He glanced around, as if he thought of something, and asked Lin Qian:
"By the way, the human skin paper said Do you have any of the items on you? I still have incense, candles, paper money, and I can’t help you if you don’t have the rest.”
Hearing Yang Jian's question, Lin Qian nodded and said:
"We basically have everything, don't worry, I still have some incense candles, paper money, enough ghost candles, and bits and pieces. Basically, I have them all.”
“Well, it’s best this way. Don’t be short of something, then the joke will be big,” Yang Jian said.
Lin Qian smiled and looked up at the sky. Looking through the ghost field, he could see the sun hanging high, bright as silk. It was noon at this time.
"It's getting late, we have to start..."
After collecting all the hungry ghosts, Lin Qian called Coco over, rubbed Coco's head with a smile on his face:
"Keke, you will follow your uncle Yang Jian later, what will he tell you to do? Just do whatever you want and remember to be obedient. Dad has to deal with some things. When he is done, he will come to you."
Holding the red color. Lantern's Coco looked up at Lin Qian. Although her face was a little reluctant, she still nodded. She knew her father had something very important to do:
"Well, Coco is obedient. Dad remembers to come early. "Look for Coco."
Lin Qian nodded, rubbing Coco's head, with a smile on his face:
"Well, Keke is so good."
After saying that, Lin Qian looked up at Yang Jian:
"I'll go first. When I lead the old man away, you can start. Then I’ll leave it to you.”
Yang Jian nodded and didn’t say anything. Nothing he said would work at this time, just do things honestly.
Lin Qian smiled, with a strange smile on his face. He looked down at Xiong Wenwen who was hiding behind Yang Jian and said:
"Little brat, do your best. When this thing is over, I won't hit you anymore. You have to seize this opportunity."
Xiong Wenwen looked at Lin Qian with a pale face. After hearing Lin Qian say this, his eyes suddenly lit up:
"You, are you serious? You don't lie to children?"
"Haha..."
Ignoring Xiong Wenwen, Lin Qian turned and walked towards the outside of the building, taking one step Stepping out, he instantly disappeared from everyone’s sight:
"The plan begins!"
Yang Jian stood by the high-rise building and looked at Lin Qian who appeared at the door of Chengxi Drama Academy. The lantern in his hand flashed red, and a ghost eye on his forehead slowly turned. .
After Lin Qian entered the Chengxi Drama Academy, Yang Jian's eyes were deep:
"Xiong Wenwen, just follow me later. Just do whatever I tell you. Your mission this time is not Easy..."
Seeing Yang Jian's scary look, he knew that this plan would be terrifying. Lin Qian and Yang Jian didn't avoid him in the conversation just now, so he knew exactly what the two people wanted to do. Xiong Wenwen swallowed his saliva. Stuttered and said:
"Okay... okay, I will listen to you. Whatever you say will be whatever it is."
Yang Jian nodded and said nothing. Now wait, wait for Lin Qian to draw hatred. As long as he succeeds, He'll start planning immediately.
In the Chengxi Drama Academy, Lin Qian walked away expressionlessly, not paying attention to the ordinary people dancing in the wind the moment he stepped into the Drama Academy.
The old man who was sitting motionless on the stage suddenly seemed to feel something. He slowly stood up from his chair and walked towards the stage with stiff steps.
Lin Qian stared at the old man walking down the stage and raised his eyebrows:
"You are really persistent. Didn't I just take something from you? As for coming to me as soon as you see me?"
Lin Qian walked towards the other side of the Drama School, having no choice but to confront the old man now. , Yang Jian said after he attracted all the ghosts away.
At this moment, five or six ghosts are still performing on the stage, and under the stage, hundreds of ghosts holding lanterns are sitting upright on red benches, listening to the show, very motionless. rule.
Lin Qian looked at all this and didn't care. He took out a black and red flower mask from the painting in his pocket and put it on his face. The moment the mask was tapped on his face, Lin Qian only felt a trace of it. It was slightly cool, but nothing else happened.
On the top of the tall building, Yang Jian's eyes flickered after he discovered that the fierce ghost on the stage had followed Lin Qian away. He knew that the plan had officially begun.
The ghost eyes on their foreheads flashed red, and with a flash of red light, Yang Jian, Xiong Wenwen, and Coco disappeared in an instant. When they appeared, they were already at the west gate of Chengxi Drama Academy.
"Xiong Wenwen, after I light the ghost candle, follow Keke in front of me, and remember not to look back."
Yang Jian ordered Xiong Wenwen with a solemn expression, and turned around He said to Coco again :
"Coco, watch Xiong Wenwen later, he is weak, don't let him die accidentally."
Coco nodded, there is no problem with me in the picture Expression:
"Well, well, don't worry, I will protect him."
Yang Jian nodded, without saying anything, and walked directly into the Chengxi Drama Academy. When he stepped into the door, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes. I got up and didn't move forward.
Hand a red ghost candle to Xiong Wenwen:
"Take it, light it yourself if you feel in danger. After lighting it, run forward quickly, so as not to affect the burning of the white ghost candle."
Xiong Wenwen took the ghost candle that was as scarlet as blood, and a faint smell of corpse smell loomed in the ghost candle:
"Okay, okay...I know."
Ignoring Xiong Wenwen, Yang Jian took out a gold lighter, looked up at the scene under the stage, and swallowed. This amount is indeed a bit Much more.
However, with the protection provided by Lin Qian, the use of the ghost realm, and the fact that Coco was by his side, he basically didn't panic.
Took out a white ghost candle, hesitated for a moment, and lit it directly. Suddenly, a coldness filled the air, and the pale candlelight shrouded the three of them.
At the moment when the ghost candle was lit, the five or six opera ghosts who were singing on the stage stopped their movements one after another, and all looked at the east gate. In less than a breath, Five or six opera ghosts walked directly towards Yang Jian and the others.
Not only these five or six opera ghosts, but the hundreds of ghosts holding lanterns under the stage suddenly stood up and walked towards the east gate.
A grand and strange night march of hundreds of ghosts began...
Looking at this scene, Yang Jian suddenly felt his scalp numb, and without saying a word, he turned around and left with the ghost candle:
"MD, this posture..."
Xiong Wenwen's face was pale at this moment, and he followed Coco closely. The flickering red light of the lantern shrouded the two of them, holding the ghost candle's hand , full of sweat.
Keke, on the other hand, had a curious look on his face, bouncing ahead and looking back at the ghosts following them from time to time.
Looking at Keke's heartless look, Yang Jian twitched the corners of his mouth. Sure enough, someone who could be Lin Qianhe's daughter was not a normal person.
Holding a ghost candle in his left hand and a lantern in his right hand, the ghost eyes on his forehead were turning restlessly. All the ghost eyes on his body had already popped out. The ghost eye on the back of his head was dying. Staring at the hundreds of ghosts behind...
A hundred ghosts walk at night, avoiding strangers.
Yang Jian walked through hundreds of ordinary people singing operas and walked towards the edge of Dajiang City. From here to the suburbs, across Dajiang City, this road is the longest, and it is also the longest. The one with the fewest people...
In the drama school, Lin Qian expressionlessly restored the twisted body, not caring about the instant decay of the body. After seeing the old man's sudden appearance and instant recovery of stiffness, Lin Qian's mouth showed a smile.
Looking towards the stage, he found that all the ghosts were walking towards the east gate. He immediately understood that Yang Jian was taking action.
"The efficiency is good, this kind of teammate is called a teammate."
Regaining himself, Lin Qian showed a smile, and took the old man to walk around the drama school, and again Back on stage.
After seeing that all the ghosts had left the Drama School and were far away from the Drama School, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and stared at the old man walking slowly not far away.
He took out a painting from his pocket, and a coffin suddenly appeared on the stage. Opening the coffin, Lin Qian quickly took out seven white ghost candles and lit them.
The moment the seven ghost candles were lit, an extremely huge candlelight filled the stage, and the coldness spread. Looking at all this, Lin Qian frowned and turned to look outside the Drama Academy.
“Fortunately, the distance is far enough. Fortunately, I took the old man around in a circle, otherwise Yang Jian might not have attracted Loneliness just by the burning of the seven ghost candles.”
Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the old man walking step by step. He took out the incense candle paper money from the painting and placed them in front of the coffin.
For the sake of effect, Lin Qian even took out a bowl of dumplings and placed them in front of the coffin. After doing all this, Lin Qian's body was instantly twisted into twists by an irresistible force.
A flash of green and red flashed, and his body instantly returned to its original state. Lin Qian looked at the old man walking slowly, took out a black oil paper umbrella from the painting, and opened it directly. His body flashed green and red, and his body continued to twist and return.
Infinite restart, according to the method on the human skin paper, he is restarting at the moment.
Sure enough, the human skin paper did not lie. After the non-stop restart, the old man no longer walked towards him, but was attracted by the seven ghost candles. Although the old man's attacks never stopped, But this is no longer important.
As long as the old man walks towards the coffin, the best result will be. Lin Qian is holding a black oil-paper umbrella. There is something in this oil-paper umbrella that can actually kill the person who opens the umbrella, but this does not matter to Lin Qian. Yes, he is not a human, he is a ghost...
Take out three paintings from his pocket, one containing grave soil, a ghost chain, and a portrait just painted of an old man.
Under the dim sky, green, red and darkness intertwined in the sky. The evil ghost wearing a big black and green costume was walking towards the big red coffin step by step.
Seven white candles are burning slowly in the coffin. The candlelight is swaying, cold and strange. In front of the coffin, three incense sticks are placed, two white wax candles are inserted quietly on the stage, and a bowl of rice is placed. In front of me, not far away, was a bunch of old yellow paper.
Lin Qian, holding a black oil-paper umbrella, wearing black and red facial makeup, and a blood-red coat with a shroud underneath, his pupils flashing red, stared closely at the old man's every move. .
Lin Qian didn't care as his body continued to distort and recover. The surroundings were filled with coldness, and the strange drama was sharp and harsh.
But suddenly, a strange feeling rose from his heart. Lin Qian frowned, turned his head and looked in one direction, muttering to himself:
"Is this the Creepy Bride? Is someone trying to deal with the Creepy Bride?"
"Huh... there are quite a few people who are not afraid of death. They even dare to touch the Creepy Bride. I don't know who has such courage. ..."
Shaked his head, not thinking about this, turned around and continued to stare at the old man. He didn't care about the collision between those people and the Bride of the Cunning. If they really dealt with the Bride of the Cunning, that would be A good thing.
But this is obviously impossible. He can't bear the horror of the mysterious bride now, let alone others...
As the old man gets closer and closer, Lin Qian is distorted to a greater extent. It became more and more serious, and sometimes it was even twisted into a thread, but it only took less than a breath to recover.
Infinite restarts are no joke...
When you see this sentence, I believe I have stopped updating for a month...
(End of this chapter)