End of Chapter 281
Small bridge and flowing water, but unfortunately there are no dead vines or old trees, only peach blossoms and green plum blossoms.
The blood stream flows slowly under the bridge. At a glance, it is bottomless and filled with the smell of blood. Occasionally, a wave will rise, and ferocious and terrifying ghosts will emerge.
This is a derivative made by Lin Qian using ghost blood, and is used to imprison most of the ghosts in the ghost paintings.
Very practical, the devil basically can’t climb out.
Because of the Cunning Bride, basically all the evil ghosts in the ghost paintings have come out, and they need to be dealt with a little bit, otherwise it will be troublesome to gather together.
The instinct of a ghost is to find puzzle pieces and perfect oneself. With so many ghosts gathered together, God knows whether a few extremely terrifying ghosts will be born.
Lin Qian is not willing to see this situation, especially in the past few days.
Lin Qian drank the wine one mouthful and remained silent. Ye Zhen looked at the old letter paper in Yang Jian's hand, a little eager to try:
"Lin Wudi, give me one too. Zhang Bai, the ghost post office sounds very interesting. I will go in and take a look when I have time.”
Wang Chaling looked at Ye Zhen from the side, and after thinking about it, he moved away silently. This guy was not serious, and he didn't want to be misled by him.
Lin Qian looked sideways at Ye Zhen, thinking about this guy's temper, and then thinking about the female corpse in the ghost post office, the corner of her mouth twitched:
"Everything I think about is quite beautiful. If I give it to you, with your temper, you might demolish my post office."
Lin Qian thought about the scene when Ye Zhen met the female corpse.
Ye Zhen: Why do you stand so high? Are you despising Mr. Ye? Come and see the sword!
Tian Xiaoyue:? ? ?
When Lin Qian thought of this scene, his head hurt. Only Ye Zhen could do such a thing.
Seeing that Lin Qian was silent and unwilling to give him a piece of paper, Ye Zhen suddenly became unhappy.
"Lin Wudi, don't be so stingy, such an interesting place, I, Mr. Ye, can't miss it."
"Lin Wudi, hurry up, give Mr. Ye a ticket , giving Mr. Ye a chance to gain insights. ”
"Hey, Lin Wudi, why don't you speak? Lin Wudi asked me what does this mean? Can you please give me a pleasant word..."
Listening to the noise in his ears, Lin Qian's eyes twitched. , it is true that it is a little annoying. After thinking about it, I sighed and took it from my pocket. A piece of letter paper came out:
“I can give it to you, but you have to promise me something.”
Ye Zhen took the letter paper, played with it in his hand, and said nonchalantly:
“Yes, you say.”
Lin Qian saw Dao Ye's disapproving look, and immediately lost the mood to speak. Finally, he thought about it and said:
"Forget it, you can do whatever you want, but just like Yang Jian, don't enter recently. Ghost post office, wait until I finish handling the matters inside."
"Okay, no problem." Ye Zhen agreed readily.
Anyway, it makes no difference to him whether he goes early or late.
Lin Qian was a little helpless. He didn't have much hope for Ye Zhen.
Looking at the slowly flowing blood stream below, my mood wandered. This blood stream derived from ghost blood can be regarded as an experiment.
If the effect is ok, then he will be very convenient in the future...
Under the blue-red sky, the peach blossoms are shining brightly. Everyone on the Magpie Bridge is drinking wine and thinking in their hearts. about things.
"Captain Lin, can you tell us about the previous situation? From what Captain Ye said, it seems that we have all died once?" Li Leping turned to look at Lin Qian and asked.
Li Leping's question, Liu San, Fang Shiming and others also want to know.
Comparatively, they were still confused from the beginning to now, and still had only a vague understanding of what had just happened.
Liu San and the others listened with their ears straightened up, very curious about what kind of shocking thing Lin Qian would say.
Hearing Li Leping's question, Lin Qian did not answer immediately. Instead, he took a big sip of wine and said to Ye Zhen:
"As far as you're concerned, I'm not in the mood... ”
Uh...
Ye Zhen put the letter away, thought for a while and said to Li Leping:
"It's actually very simple, that is, all of you were killed, and then God Qin came down to earth and used his great supernatural power to kill you. "Rescued"
Li Leping:...
Liu San:...
Fang Shiming:...
Jiang Shangbai:...
Xie Qi:...
Fan Ba:...
The six people were speechless. What's the difference between saying this and not saying it?
Don’t they know that they were rescued by Mr. Qin? Do they want to know this? Wrong...
They want to know the process, the complete process, not a final conclusion!
Yang Jian touched the coffin nails on his knees. Ye Zhen couldn't answer an unexpectedly simple answer...
Lin Qian remained silent. He didn't care about this anyway. His mind was now There are a lot of things on my mind, such as how to prepare the dowry.
You can't really send yourself as a dowry. If that's the case, he might as well go find the tricky bride now and follow her around. How much less worry and effort would this save?
Ye Zhen looked at the silent Li Leping and the others with some doubts in his eyes. Could he be right?
But isn’t that the way things are? Weren't they just killed and then rescued by Mr. Qin?
Any questions?
Ye Zhen is a little confused...
In fact, it’s not just Ye Zhen who doesn’t understand, Li Leping and the others also don’t understand Ye Zhen. This nonsense is simply too much. good.
After thinking about it, Li Leping had no intention of continuing to ask. Looking at the situation, he basically couldn't ask anything.
Lin Qian was in no mood to talk, Yang Jian was too lazy to talk, Wang Chaling, uh... there's no need to ask.
Ye Zhen...had already asked about it just now.
The atmosphere is very dull, it seems that silence is the eternal truth here.
Except for the occasional sound of peach blossoms blowing, all the other sounds here seem to be heresy.
The stream is gurgling, the peach blossoms are blooming, and ten people drink soul wine together.
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Dajing City.
"Professor Wang, can the plan really succeed? Can Mr. Qin really let Wei Jing control the ghosts perfectly?"
Lu Zhiwen stood outside the headquarters gate, looking at the warm sun. , asked Professor Wang sitting on the steps.
Wang Xiaoming stared at the gentle sun, squinted his eyes slightly, put his hands on his knees, and was a little unsure:
"It should be possible. Mr. Qin rarely proposes a plan. According to my discussion with Mr. Qin, the feasibility of the plan has reached 60%."
"Is that so? Sixty percent, that's really A ridiculously high success rate.”
After standing for a while, Lu Zhiwen felt that it was a bit impolite to talk to Professor Wang while standing, so he thought about it and sat down on the steps before speaking.
Li Jun sat silently next to Professor Wang, listening quietly without saying a word.
"By the way, how's the inventory of supernatural items going? What's missing?" Wang Xiaoming suddenly asked.
"The cleanup is complete. Basically nothing is missing. This is a very magical thing. Except for a ghost door and a ghost bottle, nothing else is missing." Lu Zhiwen said.
"Is this so? It's a bit unexpected."
Wang Xiaoming was a little surprised. He didn't expect that under such a supernatural event, two items were missing from the dangerous storage room.
"As for the Ghost Sect, it is no surprise that it is already in Lin Qian's hands. Lin Qian can hold this thing. Anyway, the headquarters has no use. As for the Ghost Bottle, this supernatural item is nothing. The usefulness can be ignored. "
Lu Zhiwen nodded. There was nothing wrong with what Professor Wang said. It would be troublesome for Guimen to stay at the headquarters. In the past, Mr. Qin was here, so he could rest assured.
Now that Mr. Qin is gone and the ghost gate is left at the headquarters, it will be more dangerous, and it will not be easy to handle if something happens.
Looking at the empty streets, with the occasional sound of police sirens and radio broadcasts to appease the masses, Wang Xiaoming was a little silent.
"Professor Wang, how do you plan to arrange the Interpol police officers who are about to resurrect the ghosts? Do you plan to deal with the most serious cases of the ghosts first, or deal with them collectively?" Lu Zhiwen said.
“Let’s do it in batches. It will be very troublesome to let so many people control the second or third ghost at once. Just finding the right ghost will take time.”
“ Let them wait a moment.”
Wang Xiaoming thought for a while and said.
"Well, I understand, I will inform you later." Lu Zhiwen said.
Looking up at the sky, he suddenly felt a little cold. Wang Xiaoming tightened his clothes and turned his head to look in one direction.
"Professor Wang, you seem to be very leisurely."
Lin Qian suddenly appeared near Wang Xiaoming with a group of people.
Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses and sat up from the steps:
"The matter is settled, Mr. Qin..."
When talking about Mr. Qin, Wang Xiaoming stopped and did not continue. .
"He is probably dead. Judging from his condition at that time, he was already at the end of his strength." Lin Qian said.
"Is that so? I understand." Wang Xiaoming acted very calmly, as if he was not surprised or regretful about Mr. Qin's death.
At this time, Lin Qian handed Wang Xiaoming an oil painting. On the oil painting was a large tomb standing in the wilderness. On the tomb the size of a house, there was a white memorial tablet, with Wei Jing's name on it very conspicuously.
In front of the tomb, the green and black tombstone also has Wei Jing’s name.
"Wei Jing is inside. When he comes out, he will be able to control the ghost perfectly."
Wang Xiaoming took the oil painting and looked at the scene above, his eyes flickering. It seems Mr. Qin succeeded:
“How many ghosts did Wei Jing eat this time?”
Lin Qian looked at Wang Xiaoming and said playfully:
"Seventy, this guy is really out of the ordinary. There are not that many evil ghosts in the entire Dajing City."
Hearing this number , Wang Xiaoming's hand paused slightly, but he quickly recovered.
"Seventy, that's a bit rude. You gave him face by not killing him on the spot."
Wang Xiaoming sighed, Wei Jing is really brave, ghost The ghosts in the painting are all Lin Qian's food.
Wei Jing was really at ease with things like snatching food from a tiger's mouth.
"Haha, it's good to know." Lin Qian laughed.
Wang Xiaoming put away the oil painting and did not take Lin Qian's words too seriously. Since Lin Qian was willing to give him the painting, it meant that he didn't care much about the rations.
Looking at Yang Jian and others, as many people came out as they entered, it was just right.
"Okay, if you want to know anything, just ask Wang Chaling and the others. I have to go and rest. Don't bother me these two days. I will go back after I wake up."
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"So, if you want to have a meeting or something, don't come to me. I'm not in the mood." Lin Qian said to Wang Xiaoming.
"This is no problem. There are no meetings to be held recently. As for when you will leave Dajing City, there is no problem. This headquarters will not care." Wang Xiaoming nodded and said.
Lin Qian looked at the sky and didn't pay much attention to Wang Xiaoming's words. He turned to look at Yang Jian and the others, thought for a while and said:
"I have to go to sleep, you can do whatever you want. Likewise, don’t come to me if you have nothing to do.”
After saying that, Lin Qian planned to leave. He wanted to sleep now and needed to regain consciousness.
"By the way, arrange a room for me at the Ping'an Hotel..."
"Forget it, I'll find an empty room inside."
Speaking of this, Lin Qian He rubbed his face and looked at everyone. Without saying anything, his body flashed away and disappeared directly from the spot.
Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian's iconic ghost land and made a slight estimate of the distance between the headquarters and Ping'an Hotel. Well, it's only a few minutes' drive away...
How special is it? luxury.
"Professor Wang, since there is nothing else, I went back to rest. I am really a little tired this time."
However, before Wang Xiaoming could answer anything, Yang Jian's ghost realm unfolded and left the place in a flash.
I have to say that it is really convenient to have a ghost domain...
Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Jian who had disappeared, his eyes flickering, and he could clearly see the nails in the coffin in Yang Jian's hand.
"A new coffin nail? The color seems a little different, I don't know if the effect is the same." Wang Xiaoming thought in his heart.
Ye Zhen saw that Lin Qian and Yang Jian had left. He didn't want to stay here and disappeared without even saying hello.
Wang Xiaoming looked at the three guys rushing through the ghost realm, pushed up his glasses, and looked at Wang Chaling and the others.
Wang Cha Lingyi pushed up his glasses, thought for a while and said:
“I can’t open the ghost realm now.”
Wang Xiaoming nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. .
Li Jun stood silently next to Wang Xiaoming, recalling the way Lin Qian and the others left just now. To be honest, he was a little envious.
Using the ghost realm to travel, how luxurious it is. He also wanted to be luxurious, but unfortunately his strength did not allow it...
"Professor Wang, if nothing happens, I will leave." Li Leping looked at him Then Wang Xiaoming said.
Wang Xiaoming thought for a while, nodded and said okay, and then Li Leping disappeared.
Wang Xiaoming fell silent, silently taking off his glasses and staring at Xie Qi, Fan Ba, Fang Shiming and Jiang Shangbai without saying a word.
Xie Qi and Fan Ba looked at each other, then nodded and disappeared at the same time.
Wang Xiaoming:...
Li Jun:...
Lu Zhiwen:...
Fang Shiming touched his nose and smiled at Professor Wang Smiling, a little embarrassed, he grabbed Jiang Shangbai's shoulders and disappeared as well.
He is an alien now and will not be able to revive as a ghost.
Wang Xiaoming gently wiped his glasses and said to Wang Chaling:
"Tell me the outcome of the matter."
Sometimes, appropriate transfer Topic is a good choice.
Just like now.
And sometimes, being an alien and not afraid of the ghost's resurrection is really amazing.
Just like people like Lin Qian...
“No problem.”
Wang Chaling smiled and did not refuse. Who told him that he could not open the ghost realm now? Woolen cloth?
The plot in Dajing City is over, and the next step is to prepare for the large dungeon.
The recent descriptions are indeed ordinary. In fact, the main dungeon in Dajing City is that the bride and Lin Qian are engaged, and then Mr. Qin goes offline.
Originally, my idea was that Dajing City had completely fallen and the headquarters disappeared. However, due to some off-site reasons, I couldn't write it.
This is actually a pity, but in order to ensure that this book will not be taken off the shelves, it is a pity. I hope everyone can understand.
After all, this is the author’s first book, so it’s normal for it to be poorly written.
I will try my best to write it later and try to make everyone feel that it is worth subscribing.
(End of this chapter)