Chapter 221 Expected Situation
Dachang City, Guanjiang Community, Lin Qian and Yang Jian were sitting on the roof, each with a bottle of beer, drinking slowly:
"Lin Qian , Why do you always like to crawl to the top of the building, just because it’s high?”
“Huh, can’t you stand high to see far?” Lin Qian said with a chuckle.
Yang Jian looked not far away and handed the human skin paper to Lin Qian:
"What are you asking this time?"
Taking the human skin paper, Lin Qian said casually:
"I plan to go to a supernatural place. Didn't the mysterious bride go to country D recently? ? While she is still there, I quickly go to the supernatural place Make some ghosts to eat, otherwise I may not be able to defeat the tricky bride."
Hearing what Lin Qian said, the corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched:
"You are so afraid of your wife. It’s not easy.”
Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian with an expressionless face and threw the human skin paper back:
"Yang Jian, you are still in the skin, believe it or not, I will let you beg me in the future."
Uh... …
Yang Jian smiled, no He took Lin Qian's words seriously, but changed the topic:
"By the way, I heard that you were dealing with a supernatural incident called the Ghost Post Office recently. How is the situation and how are the messengers inside?"< br>
Lin Qian was not surprised when he heard Yang Jian's question. Yang Jian knew that there was nothing unexpected about this matter. He also read Xia Hanxin's report.
“So far, it’s not bad. The couriers in the ghost post office are quite rubbish. If you encounter them, one of them will die. After all, they are all transformed from ordinary people and don’t have much experience.”
< br>"Is that so? That's quite rubbish."
He didn't doubt Lin Qian's words too much.
Lin Qian took a sip of beer, thought for a while and said to Yang Jian:
"Do you want to go dig the grave with me? The strange bride is not in the supernatural place. We can take the bus back."
Yang Jian stared at Lin Qian, his face twitching:
"Lin Qian, do you think I have lived enough or my life is too long? If I have nothing to do with you, I might as well sleep at home." Of course, if you feel that you don’t have enough manpower, you can bring Zhang Hao with you. The last time you took him to deal with the Caesar Hotel, his performance was a little disappointing, so let him follow you to increase his experience.”
Hearing the name Zhang Hao, she felt a little familiar. After thinking about it, Lin Qian finally remembered who it was. It was the guy with a black body.
"Zhang Hao? Forget it, I'll go by myself. When you have time, take Zhang Hao to deal with supernatural events. Don't sleep at home all the time. Learn more from me. After you come out of the ghost painting alive, you won't have to worry about anything. Rest for half a month."
Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian with contempt in his eyes. Yi:
"Oh, you are disgusted. If I am not worried about the resurgence of the evil ghost like you, I will be willing to do it while I am busy. Of course, the premise is that the strange bride cannot come to me."
Lin Qian rolled his eyes and couldn't understand Yang Jian's words clearly. Don't you want to trick the bride? Are you kidding me? Don't be a trick bride. You still want this kind of strength. It's just nonsense.
If the Cunning Bride doesn’t look for me, I can wake up laughing even when I sleep, so why don’t I need the Cunning Bride...
"Okay, I have to catch the bus. I have three days to catch the bus."
Lin Qian drank the beer in his hand in one gulp:
"I'll talk to you when I have time."
"Okay, I'm basically free here. If you have time, come over. That guy Zhang Wei just wanted to find a chance to get together, because you gave up because you didn't have time." Yang Jian said .
"Zhang Wei, this guy is really carefree. Okay, let's get together after I finish dealing with the recent affairs." Lin Qian said with a smile.
"Yes, yes."
Lin Qian patted Coco's head, looked up at the sky, her body flashed away, and a green and red streak passed across the sky, indicating that the direction was towards Dashan City.
"Dashan City? The bus will stop there. This thing is really random. I heard that the person in charge there is named Xiao Yang. I hope I won't be taken by Lin Qian."
< br>Yang Jian smiled, drank down the beer in his hand, turned around and went downstairs, went back to sleep, what are you busy with every day, doesn't it sound good to sleep?
Dashan City, this is a city that Lin Qian has never been to. Walking on the bus stop, Lin Qian looked up at the route above, stop 314, Xiaolou Town.
It looks pretty good, and there doesn't seem to be any big problem. It's just that the rain is a bit annoying. It rains so much in winter.
Lin Qian was holding a black oil-paper umbrella. This umbrella was collected from a ghost theater troupe. It was just perfect for keeping out wind and rain. Anyway, this umbrella couldn't kill him.
Keke huddled in Lin Qian's arms, holding a big peach in his hand and gnawing it with gusto. This little snack basically ate it all the time except sleeping.
The rain was pouring down. Lin Qian leaned on the bus stop, lit a cigarette, and started smoking. Looking at the water stains stirred up by the car, Lin Qian squinted his eyes: < br>
"Let's see if we can dig out a few big ghosts in the mass graves. I just don't know if the ghosts that ran out of the graves last time are still there. It would be best if they are there. It's okay if they are not there."
"This time, I have to eat more ghosts. The growth of starving ghosts is still too slow, and it is still far from ignoring the ghost bride."
"For now, ghost paintings have to be faster. Yes, there are two ways to control it. At present, neither of them is reliable."
Spit out one. Taking a breath of smoke, Lin Qian flicked the ashes:
“In three days, until you can run away after encountering the mysterious bride.”
Tick-tick, the rain suddenly changed. It got louder, but in less than a moment, it turned from a drizzle to a downpour.
At this moment, there was already a curtain of rain in Lin Qian's sight. A pale light shot through the rain curtain, and a somewhat old bus appeared in front of Lin Qian's eyes.
Looking at the time, it was ten twenty-two, exactly as the parchment paper said.
Looking around, there were seven or eight passengers waiting for the bus. Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and did not make a sound to remind him. He just watched the bus stop quietly.
The bus came from a distance and stopped at the bus stop. The front and rear doors slowly opened. The moment the doors opened, seven or eight passengers hurriedly got on the bus through the front door.
Lin Qian was unhurried. After they all got on the bus, Lin Qian got on the bus. At this stop, eight people got on the bus alive, and no ghost got off.
After entering the bus, Lin Qian put away the umbrella and let Coco hold it, so that it would not affect Coco's eating.
At first glance, there were a lot of people on the bus and few seats were empty. Lin Qian squinted his eyes and walked to an empty seat to sit down. Next to him was an old man in a black shroud. His expression was numb, his head lowered and motionless.
Lin Qian didn't pay attention to this fierce ghost. It was better to be calm on the bus. He looked up at the sign showing the number of passengers, 17.
"Seventeen ghosts? It's really an attractive number."
Lin Qian looked at the situation inside the bus with a smile in his eyes:
"There are actually a few ghost masters. I'm lucky. I ate them when I got off the bus later. I hope there are no Interpol policemen inside."
As the passengers got on the bus, the door slowly closed, The bus started to start, and inside the dim bus, only the signboard was flashing red.
After careful counting, there were thirty-one living people and ghosts in total, among whom he was from the ghosts side.
"Will it be fully loaded? What should I do if I'm a little expecting it?"
Lin Qian's eyes flashed red, and she had a little expectation in her heart. (End of chapter)