Chapter 255 Preparing to Control
The first floor of the old house is a little dark, but because it has been cleaned, it doesn’t look so spooky.
"Yang Jian, why are you locking the painting in the gold box? My painting is not human skin paper."
Lin Qian reached out to pick up the gold box on the ground and poured out the ashes inside. After coming out, he threw it to Yang Jian.
The painting inside turned into ashes after Lin Qian came out of the painting. This is normal, after all, the ghost painting is in his hands.
Yang Zhan took the gold box and looked at the rolled-up painting in Lin Qian's hand strangely. The supernatural feeling was so terrifying that he didn't even dare to look at it with his ghostly eyes.
This situation has been rare so far, but this one has never been the strongest.
"What are you doing?"
Yang Jian asked suspiciously without answering Lin Qian's words.
“Is this a ghost painting?”
Upon hearing Yang Jian's inquiry, Lin Qian did not answer his question immediately, but looked at Heitan who was standing in Yang Jian with a nervous look on his face.
"Who is this black charcoal? It looks supernatural and not weak."
Zhang Hao:...
Zhang Hao looked at Lin Qian with a look of resentment and held it in for a long time. Then he said:
"Brother Qian, I am Zhang Hao, the Zhang Hao who followed you to dig the grave last time."
Hearing this, Lin Qian suddenly remembered it and instantly remembered it. After looking Zhang Hao up and down for a while, he nodded:
"Well, it's a little darker, but it's not bad."
Zhang Hao remained silent, obviously he didn't want others to say he was evil.
Except for the whites of his eyes, there is no other part of his body that is not black. Black people at least have white teeth.
He's good, even his teeth are black, he's as black as grandma's house, the kind that turns off the lights and becomes invisible at night.
Seeing Zhang Hao's silence, Lin Qian touched her nose. To be honest, it was Zhang Hao who did this.
When he helped him control the ghost, he didn't expect that the ghost's skin would be so dark.
Patting Zhang Hao's shoulder, Lin Qian smiled and comforted:
"Just be darker, at least you are not afraid of the sun."
That's what Zhang Hao is. Silently, he squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying at Lin Qian. This comfort was not as comfortable as not being comforted.
Lin Qian smiled and didn't pay too much attention. He turned to look at Yang Jian. Seeing Yang Jian staring at the ghost painting in his hand, he couldn't help but shook his head:
"Don't look at it, it's just a ghost. Painting, source ghost painting."
Hearing this, Yang Jian suddenly looked up at Lin Qian. After seeing Lin Qian's extremely calm expression, he felt relieved. It seemed that there was no problem. .
"You, this guy, is really big. Just hold the ghost painting like this, aren't you afraid of something happening?"
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, now he knows the reason for his ghost eyes He didn't dare to look at it anymore, just like he thought.
Lin Qian disagreed and didn't take Yang Jian's words seriously. He hugged Yang Jian's neck, looked around, and said with some surprise:
"You are pursuing the secrets of the Republic of China. ?”
Yang Jian looked at the hand holding his neck, his eyelids twitching. The ghost painting was only a short distance away from him, which was a bit dangerous.
But with Lin Qian here, there should be no problem.
“Well, the Republic of China is too mysterious, and there is very little information left, but almost all supernatural objects seem to be related to the Republic of China.”
"For example, the things in this old house, I can confirm that they were left over from the Republic of China period."
At this point, Yang Jian stretched out his hand to break free of Lin Qian's hand and told Gui Hua to stay away from him. Although I don’t know why Lin Qian came out of the painting, it’s not that important.
Everyone has secrets, and so does he. The same is true for Lin Qian, but it’s just a big or small secret.
"You have used the ghost closet, and you were yelled at by him. You should know some secrets of the Republic of China. I don't believe you haven't investigated it."
Been Lin Qian didn't care when Yang Jian broke free. He just looked outside with a smile, disapproving of the secrets of the Republic of China that Yang Jian said.
"I have nothing to do to investigate those things. It's just the Republic of China. It's so exhausted. There's really no need to investigate. I might as well eat and drink to make myself comfortable."
"With this free time, you might as well think about it How to solve the problem of ghosts on your body."
"It depends on you. In this state, have you made a move recently? What have you done recently? Your body has become like this."
Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian, and his body was like a dead person. It's starting to rot, and if things continue like this, the ghost's instinct will be uncontrollable.
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian's pupils flickered slightly, and he already had a guess in his heart. Lin Qian knew a lot, at least more than he needed to know, otherwise he wouldn't have said that the Republic of China had collapsed. Very.
But seeing that Lin Qian didn't want to say anything, and Yang Jian didn't want to ask, it was better to maintain a sense of expectation for the Republic of China, which was a good thing for him.
His emotions disappear too quickly now and he needs to maintain a sense of expectation for new things.
“A few days ago, I went to the Caesar Hotel again, took away the hatchet, and almost died in an accident.”
“It was like this after I came out. "
Yang Jian said the cause and result of the matter expressionlessly, as if it was an insignificant matter.
Knowing that he had gone to the Caesar Hotel, Lin Qian suddenly understood. He stared at Yang Jian and exclaimed:
"It seems that you need a supernatural weapon, otherwise you wouldn't take such a big risk."
“But it depends on you In this state, it’s unreasonable not to change your body. How about I give you a trick?”
Seeing Lin Qian’s strange look, Yang Jian suddenly hesitated, thinking to himself, Is this guy trying to kill himself? Just like the last time I asked him to trick the bride.
But after thinking about it, Yang Jian nodded and listened first. If it is reliable, then do it. If it is not reliable, just pretend that you didn't hear it.
"Tell me about it."
"Isn't it Ghosting's instinct to have a good body?"
Yang Jian nodded, that's right. When Yang Jian nodded, Lin Qian smiled and continued.
"Think about it, is there anything in this world that is better than a body made of ghosts?"
Hearing this, Yang Jian was silent for a moment, his eyes flickering with emotion.
Seeing that Yang Jian had new ideas, Lin Qian hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and continued:
"Li Gui, if it's too strong, you can't handle it, if it's too weak, it will only drag you down. , I thought about it carefully, and I think the ghost in the Caesar Hotel is good. Do you want to consider it? Will I take him out and use him as a body for you?”
Hearing Lin Qian’s words, Yang Jian’s face turned dark and the corners of his mouth twitched:
“Lin Qian, then The thing is not strong anymore? Do you think I can handle it?”
Uh...
Lin Qian touched his chin and nodded, feeling that it made sense:
"You are right, you are too weak to be able to suppress me, which is not good."
Hearing Lin Qian's straightforward words, Yang Jian's face turned black.
"Lin Qian, that's enough. Not everyone is you..."
"Ahem, okay, no more joking, but I'm right about one thing, you really need to It’s time to control the next devil, but don’t worry, I’ll help you look for it when I come back, I guarantee you’ll be satisfied.”
After hearing this, Yang Jian's face looked better. He looked at Lin Qian, looked at the ghost painting in his hand, thought for a while and said:
"Are you going to control the ghost painting? Are you sure about it?" ?”
“Yes, there are, but there are some hidden dangers that are not very good. Reason."
At this point, Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian with some expectation:
"How about you enter the ghost painting with me so that you can have special privileges? Open the ghost realm, can you help me intercept a fierce ghost?”
"Oh? It's not even easy for you to deal with? What kind of evil ghost is so outrageous?" Yang Jian asked doubtfully.
"Ahem, Cunning Bride..."
Lin Qian coughed twice and spoke in a low voice.
Yang Jian walked out of the old house expressionlessly. He didn't want to see Lin Qian now.
"Don't be cowardly, she's just a sneaky bride. I believe you can intercept her."
Lin Qian put her arms around Yang Jian's neck, hugged him and walked outside.
Hearing this, Yang Jian's face turned even darker:
"I want to live a few more days."
Uh...
Lin Qian smiled and didn't pay much attention, and took out a jar of resurrecting wine from a small black cloth bag.
"Okay, no more joking, you have drank this stuff, it will be helpful to you."
After passing the wine to Yang Jian, Lin Qian lost his joking expression and his expression became serious again:
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"I have to go. The control of ghost paintings cannot be delayed. Your own physical problems can wait." I came back and said, you can also think of a solution on your own. Although your brain is not as good as mine, at least it is not bad. I believe you can solve this kind of thing."
"It's just a ghost's instinct, it can't affect you. ”
Yang took the wine jar and twitched the corner of his mouth:
"You deserve more and more beatings, even more than Zhang Wei."
Lin Qian smiled, didn't pay much attention, waved to Yang Jian and said:
"Okay, let's go. Let's meet again when we have time. Things that happened during the Republic of China will not be forgotten. I’m going to investigate. There’s no need. If you really want to know, go to the tailor shop. Mr. Fang knows a lot. If you ask, he will tell you. It’s not a secret.”
"Yes, I understand." Yang Jian said.
Lin Qian looked at the black coal behind Yang Jian, thought for a while, took out a lantern from his pocket and threw it to Yang Jian.
"Give this to Zhang Hao. He is too weak. Give him some defense."
Yang Chen took the thrown lantern, and a strange scene appeared. It was originally an extinguished lantern in Lin Qian's hand. The moment it reached Yang Jian's hands, it turned light red, and it was getting darker.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian nodded secretly. It seemed that Yang Jian's ghost eye had opened again.
Lin Qian didn't say anything. She looked up at the sky. The afternoon sun made people drowsy.
“Let’s go and chat later.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qian disappeared on the spot, and a stream of fireflies flashed across the sky, which was quite beautiful.
Looking at the ghost realm in the sky, Yang Jian's eyes twitched. It was really in line with Lin Qian's character. If he could use the ghost realm to travel, he could use it.
Withdrawing his gaze from the green and red, Yang Jian looked at the lantern in his hand and handed it to Zhang Hao with a calm expression:
"Take it, this thing is good for you. It’s quite practical.”
Zhang Hao silently took the lantern. The lantern was originally dark red in Yang Jian’s hand, but turned into light red in his hand, which was very strange.
Zhang Hao looked at Lin Qian leaving, held it in for a long time, and still couldn't help asking:
"Boss, Brother Qian has always been like this, so...joking?"
Hearing this, a flash of red light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he was silent for a while before answering his question:
"No, this is the reason why he has been deeply affected by the Ghost Bride, but don't worry too much. Maybe he will return to normal after he masters the ghost painting."
"He is too neurotic now. , at best he is a lunatic, at worst he has just come out of a mental hospital and has not yet recovered.”
Uh...
Zhang Hao was stunned and couldn't believe it all. Although Lin Qian seemed a little abnormal, it shouldn't be as serious as Yang Jian said.
Yang Jian glanced at Zhang Hao, said nothing, and walked towards Guanjiang Community.
Lin Qian was right. He had to find a way to solve his problems. The ghost's instinct was a bit troublesome.
As for whether to wait for Lin Qian to come back or solve it by himself, Yang Jian felt that it would not be too late to wait until he came back from Dajing City. It would only be less than a month anyway.
Looking at Yang Jian leaving, Zhang Hao was a little confused, scratched his head, and chose to follow without saying anything.
He heard a lot of things today. He thought about it and clarified his thoughts. Although he was surprised by Lin Qian's control of ghost paintings, he did not find it strange. Anything that appeared in Lin Qian's ghost painting Nothing about him is surprising.
Lin Qian is the strangeness itself...
......
In Dajiang City, in Lin Yue'er's apartment, Coco squatted in front of a miserable spliced wall. , looked left and right, and looked again and again, but she always felt that something was wrong, but her little head couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Coco was immediately embarrassed, scratching her head and not knowing what to do.
Fang Chengshi and Mr. Fang stood quietly behind Coco, saying nothing and looking at the wall with extremely strange expressions.
I don’t know what to say.
The atmosphere became a little quiet for a while, and at this time, Lin Qian suddenly appeared in the living room.
When Lin Qian saw the wall, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, and he reached out to cover his forehead, unable to bear to look directly.
Looking along the wall, Lin Qian laughed angrily when he saw Keke squatting there scratching his head. Well, it turned out to be Keke who did it. No wonder he could mend all the furniture.
Fang Chengshi and Mr. Fang were not too surprised by Lin Qian's sudden appearance. Instead, they thought it was normal.
"Win?"
Mr. Fang looked at Lin Qian and immediately saw the ghost painting in Lin Qian's hand. A smile flashed in his eyes and he nodded:
“Looks like we won.”
Hearing the old man's words, Lin Qian nodded slightly, which was regarded as acknowledgment. However, he did not elaborate on what happened. Instead, he walked to Coco, picked up Coco and said to the other man:
"Old man, I have to go. Time waits for no one. I still have some things to arrange. I will talk about this experience when I come back. Pass."
"Well, it's important to control the ghost painting, go ahead, I will take care of it in Dajiang City, there will be no problem."
Lin Qian nodded and said nothing. Looking at the wall, he shook his head and disappeared directly, heading abroad. It's not easy to pretend that more than a billion people are there.
Mr. Fang walked to the window and looked up. The green and red color lingered for a long time, much like a rainbow.
"Boy Lin is really lucky this time. Zhang Xianguang actually lost. Although he was optimistic about boy Lin, Zhang Xianguang's arrangement really restrained him better."
"I didn't expect that I still didn't win. , What a pity... What a pity..."
Mr. Fang shook his head, his face full of regret. It was not a pity that Zhang Xianguang's plan failed, but a pity that Zhang Xianguang had done a useless job.
It doesn’t mean anything else, that’s all.
There still needs to be foreshadowing, and foreshadowing still needs to be buried, just like vellum, there must be no holes that should be buried, and the same goes for the author.
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