Chapter 295: Strange things in the water
“There are still too few people, and supernatural events are happening frequently now, and two people can’t handle it at all.”
Lin Qian took back the ghost realm, stepped out, and came to The top floor of a building.
Looking down from this point, a person is like an ant crawling in a steel forest.
You can’t tell whether it’s a person or a car unless you look carefully.
Lin Qian sat on the edge with a calm expression, thinking about something quietly.
I heard that Yang Jian and Ye Zhen fought, and I don’t know who won. I heard that the fight was so loud that several buildings were chopped down.
But fortunately, those high-rise buildings have been restored to their original state. Yang Jian should have restarted those high-rise buildings. As for the victory or defeat of the two, it is not clear yet.
It’s probably quite annoying. The two of them should be on equal footing.
Ye Zhen, this cheater, died for him even though he was so far away.
Is this scapegoat so outrageous?
"What a loss to a friend."
Lin Qian sighed, this guy is simply indifferent.
This is probably a daily cheating operation...
It is estimated that Yang Jian also discovered Ye Zhen's methods, but he just fought with him for a while and then stopped fighting.
To be honest, you don't have to be too stupid to fight a scoundrel.
Lin Qian shook his head, no longer thinking about these things, and took out an old and yellowed piece of yellow paper from his pocket.
The paper is very delicate. It is not human skin, but sheepskin, and it is also the skin of a ghost.
"Ghost Sheep? It's really interesting."
Lin Qianmo was stroking this sheepskin. This was one of the fierce ghosts that appeared in Dajiang City.
That was the origin of the paper floating on the street from nowhere.
"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
"Yes/No"
Lin Qian looked at the crooked handwriting on it and smiled, this thing is Got it from a boy.
The young man had a great sense of justice and actually used this thing to do justice. Even though he had been influenced by the evil ghost, he still persisted in this idea.
He was very happy at that time.
Isn’t this a standard moral dog?
When this guy sees a couple, as long as he thinks the girl is good-looking, he will feel that the guy is not worthy of the girl.
Then kill the man openly, and then use supernatural powers to influence the woman, making her follow him and become one of his women.
He also has a good reputation, saving them from fire and water, only he is worthy of them.
At the end, he comforted himself, saying that this kind of teacher is simply unworthy of being a human being...
He actually asked others to do their own things. He is a teacher, how could he do this...
He said a lot of things like this...
At that time, Lin Qian was a little confused. Are today's teenagers this virtuous?
Outrageous...
Fortunately, Fang Chengshi was too busy during this period, otherwise he would have been dead long ago just because of the noise this kid made, and it wouldn't be his turn to deal with these things.
"If you see this kind of thing in the future, just kill it directly. Seeing it too much is not good for your brain. It is simply outrageous... My three views are not that crooked."
Lin Qian muttered:
"This kind of rubbish must be paid attention to in the future and it must not appear. On my territory, I will talk to Fang Chengshi later, and we have to make arrangements. Whenever we encounter such a fool, armed personnel can directly kill him, whether he is an ordinary person or not."
"I'm so grateful to Dajiang City, how could something like this happen..."
"Destroy my image..."
Lin Qian cursed a few words, stared down at the parchment in his hand, then smiled and said:
"Ask me if I believe it. Are there ghosts in the world?”
"Of course I believe it, how could I not believe it, because I am."
Lin Qian opened his mouth wide, his bloody fangs were terrifying, and ignored the ever-changing handwriting on the sheepskin. He swallowed it in one gulp.
"Garbage thing, a thing that has become an alien and failed, dares to cause trouble in our Dajiang City, and does not know whether to live or die."
Lin Qian licked the corner of his mouth, the taste was really good, it was a thing that was not human, he finally I like eating...
Lin Qian patted the ashes on his hands, smiled, sat up, and looked up at the sky Jin Yang narrowed his eyes:
"Make arrangements, and then go to Huanghe Village. If something is about to come out, go and join in the fun. I heard from the file sent back by the person in charge there that it is an ancient mouth. The coffin is coming out of the Yellow River."
"Go and see... maybe I can eat it..."
Lin Qian licked his lips. He was not full. There were too few ghosts in Dajiang City...
Dajing City, headquarters.
"There is no need to send the captain to Huanghe Village, Lin Qian will go there tomorrow."
There are only a few people in the conference room, Wang Xiaoming, Li Jun, Lu Zhiwen, Shen Liang, Cao Yanhua Now, and Li Chunfeng.
"Is that so? There is really no need to send the captain there."
"But what is Lin Qian doing there? The headquarters doesn't seem to let him go on a business trip." Cao Yanhua asked with some confusion.
Cao Yanhua’s question was also the question of others. Everyone looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the main seat holding a black book.
"He went to deliver the letter." The middle-aged man looked at the black book in his hand and said casually.
Hearing this answer, everyone present understood what was going on.
Ghost post office.
Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the middle-aged man.
As if he had expected it, the middle-aged man said without thinking:
“You have to ask that kid about this. If he agrees, everything will be fine. Easy to say."
"Is that so...I understand..."
Wang Xiaoming was not surprised and said with a smile.
His idea was actually very simple. He wanted to take over the Ghost Post Office, but he didn't know if Lin Qian would agree.
"Li Jun, contact Lin Qian and I'll talk to him." Wang Xiaoming said.
Li Jun nodded without saying anything. He immediately took out his satellite positioning phone and started to contact.
At this moment, Lin Qian, who was looking up at Jin Yang, suddenly received a call. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the contact person.
Wang Xiaoming?
After thinking for a while, he answered the phone.
"What's the matter?"
"Is it Captain Lin? I'm Li Jun. Professor Wang wants to discuss something with you." Li Jun's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Professor Wang, he asked me to discuss something? What thing?"
Lin Qian was confused, what does Wang Xiaoming want to discuss with him?
"Let Professor Wang tell you this," Li Jun said.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice rang from the phone.
"I am Wang Xiaoming. Here's the thing. Lin Qian, do you have any idea to let the headquarters take over the ghost post office?"
Wang Xiaoming is very direct and comes straight to the point. His character It's always been like this.
Hearing this, Lin Qian suddenly realized that it was for this.
Lin Qian thought for a while, but did not answer immediately. The ghost post office is now the key to resurrecting Xiaoyue, and the headquarters cannot take over it for the time being.
But after Xiaoyue is resurrected, it is okay to take over, but...
Thinking of this, Lin Qian smiled and said:
"Okay, but not now, You have to wait until I finish handling the matter before talking, and Someone is already managing the Ghost Post Office. If the headquarters wants to take over the Ghost Post Office, it still has to find her."
"Of course, if your negotiation doesn't go well, it doesn't matter. It's not impossible to kill her. .”
After hearing Lin Qian's answer, Wang Xiaoming fell silent. After a while, he said:
"No conditions? I thought you were going to make some conditions. This is not like your style."
"No conditions? How is it possible? Who do you think I, Lin Qian, am? Am I the kind of selfless person? Of course not. "
"The conditions are very simple. In three months, all the strongest detectives from the headquarters will be transferred to Dachuan City. My wedding is so big, how can only a dozen captains attend it? This is too shabby. ”
“Remember, it’s best to be an alien. If you’re not an alien, I’m afraid you won’t be able to enter Dachuan City.”
After saying this, Lin Qian hung up the phone. He would not give Wang Xiaoming a chance to regret.
After hanging up the phone, he was still uneasy and threw the satellite positioning phone into the ghost painting.
Headquarters.
Wang Xiaoming put down his phone silently, then turned to look at Li Jun and Lu Zhiwen. The two looked up at the ceiling in tacit agreement.
In the end, Li Jun couldn't stand Wang Xiaoming's eyes and said:
"Professor Wang, I am not an alien and cannot enter Dachuan City. Lu Zhiwen is, he can."
The corners of Lu Zhiwen's mouth twitched and he looked straight at Li Jun with a resentful look in his eyes.
"It's okay, I will help you become a stranger." Wang Xiaoming said lightly.
Now Lu Zhiwen laughed, Li Jun was confused, he looked at Professor Wang a little confused.
"Professor Wang, I...I thank you." Li Jun finally choked out these words.
Wang Xiaoming waved his hand and said:
"It's okay, you're welcome, this is what I should do."
Li Jun was completely silent, and there was nothing to talk about today.
The middle-aged man looked at this scene, smiled, and then continued to stare at the book in his hand.
Interesting place.
Cao Yanhua and Shen Liang looked at Wang Xiaoming with strange expressions. Professor Wang would always make a joke.
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The Yellow River, the source river, the mother river, is also known as the Zhuo River and the Xuan River.
It is an extremely magical river. The Yellow River was not called the Yellow River before, but was called the Big River.
After people saw the color of the water in the Yellow River, they called it the Yellow River.
This river is mentioned in many poems left by the ancients.
For example, a certain white, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.
Like a certain king, far up the Yellow River among the white clouds, there is an isolated city on Wanren Mountain.
And what, the sun sets over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea, and so on.
The poem is beautiful, but this is only one of the reasons why the Yellow River is famous.
On the edge of the turbulent Yellow River, a young man stood on the edge.
A blood-red windbreaker was blown by the cold wind blowing from the river.
The young man looked calm and looked at the turbid river water with deep eyes.
“Why are there so many ghosts? Is there anything wrong with this place?”
If someone can see directly to the bottom of the water through the turbid river water, they can find that at the bottom of the water, There are five or six humanoid black shadows moving slowly.
Judging from the direction of movement of these figures, they were clearly heading towards the shore.
Looking at their speed, it takes about seven or eight days to reach the shore. That speed is slower than the crawling of maggots.
Lin Qian glanced into the distance and saw the same situation under the river.
“It’s interesting.”
Lin Qian held the river water, which was a bit heavy.
The water was very gloomy, and there was a supernatural feeling in it, but a very strange thing happened. After the water left the river, the supernatural feeling actually dissipated.
"Interesting, no doubt a big deal."
Lin Qian poured the water back into the river and looked at the rough river with twinkling eyes.
"This kind of craftsmanship is a bit scary."
Turn the entire middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River into a ghost river to restrict the sudden appearance of ghosts.
After these rivers leave the river section, they will lose their spiritual power, so they will not affect ordinary people.
It’s really scary.
Lin Qian lowered his head and stared at the ghosts walking at the bottom of the river, his eyes twinkling.
"There should be someone to clean it up, otherwise we will just let these evil ghosts come ashore?"
Lin Qian looked around and saw that there was no one there. It was still a long walk from the nearest village. distance.
"Let's take a look first. I wonder where the ghost coffin that is about to come out is. Can I see it now."
Lin Qian thought like this and walked upstream.
The Yellow River is deep and windy, and transportation between both sides of the river relies on boats. This has led to the creation of a profession, punting.
A small boat costs five yuan per trip and ten yuan for a round trip. It is very cheap and safe. It depends on whether the passengers violate any taboos.
If the passengers are obedient, there is an 80% chance of passing safely. If they are not obedient... it will be difficult to say.
Of course, this was in the past. Now that technology is advanced, there is no need for this kind of boat, so Lin Qian doesn't know that this kind of profession does not exist yet.
He can know this only by reading some information. Folk customs are not recorded in detail, which is normal.
Lin Qian is not in a hurry. It is only about five o'clock in the afternoon, and the genius is a little dim, but it will not affect anything.
Just walk slowly.
Not long after leaving, Lin Qian heard someone calling him. The voice was vague and hazy, but it was clear that they were calling him.
Lin Qian~
Lin Qian~
Lin Qian...
Lin Qian sighed, turned around and looked at no one, then Lin Qian thought for a while I tried to agree:
"Here you are, here you are... If you call me Nima, you can call me just once. You call me so many times, do you think I am deaf?"
But at this moment, as Lin Qian agreed and answered the voice, a dark and sudden feeling emerged.
The surroundings dimmed quickly, and then became pitch black. A footsteps appeared, but disappeared as soon as they appeared. A man with a numb expression and dilated pupils appeared not far from Lin Qian.
Was slowly walking towards him.
Lin Qian sighed helplessly, snapped his fingers, and a starving ghost appeared and swallowed the fierce ghost in one gulp.
“Sending someone a thousand miles away is a light gift but heavy affection. I understand, I understand.”
The gloom faded quickly, and Lin Qian continued on his way as if nothing had happened. He forgot to mention that on both sides of the Yellow River, people should not go out at night, because walking at night is easy to encounter ghosts.
Just like now, Lin Qian watched a child spinning in circles under a big tree. The flashlight in his hand was bright, but it couldn't illuminate the surrounding one meter range.
As for the child, his expression was frightened, but his pupils were confused. It was obvious that this little guy was beaten by the ghost and was blinded by the ghost.
Lin Qian looked with interest at the little ghost squatting on the child's shoulders and covering the child's eyes with his hands. He felt that if this little guy walked out on his own, he might not have to become a ghost controller.
Looking at this situation, it is extremely possible, and the possibility is not small.
Of course, this is only possible if he can get out.
"It's really interesting. Are there so many supernatural events in this place? And why do these ghosts look more harmless than the last."
Lin Qian was amazed and turned to look He turned in one direction, and there was a flashlight flashing over there. It seemed that the little boy's family had come to find him.
Seeing this scene and looking at the little boy, Lin Qian was suddenly surprised:
"If this little guy's family is found, this little guy will either die or become a For those who control ghosts, if it is the former, many people will die. If it is the latter, it will be interesting.”
"Forget it...I have an appetite...and I'm in a good mood."
Lin Qian muttered, and a starving ghost appeared and pulled off the devil squatting on the little boy's shoulder. He was eaten without even a chance to resist.
As the ghost disappeared, the little boy seemed to finally be able to see his surroundings clearly, no longer circling around a tree.
But when he saw the scene around him clearly, he immediately panicked, but when he heard his parents shouting, he suppressed the fear in his heart.
“Here, here I am!”
The little boy shouted loudly, and the flashlight in his hand began to turn on and off rhythmically.
Looking like this is telling him where he is.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian didn't pay too much attention and continued to walk forward. Huanghe Village was just ahead. If nothing else happened, he could still meet this little guy.
From beginning to end, Lin Qian never showed up, and no one discovered him, except Li Gui.
“This place is getting a little crazy. Are there so many ghosts coming ashore?”
Lin Qian walked towards Huanghe Village, first to see what was going on there.
Shortly after Lin Qian left, the little boy was successfully found by his family.
Hearing the cries of joy behind him, Lin Qian curled his lips, but suddenly Lin Qian stopped, a little surprised, and turned his head to look in the previous direction.
At the same time, an old man wearing linen clothes and exuding a faint corpse aura was looking at Lin Qian.
Those cloudy eyes were a little penetrating.
The old man was deep in the woods, not with the little boy's family, and it seemed that they had not discovered the old man.
Lin Qian curled his lips, turned and left. From beginning to end, he never looked back.
The old man just looked at him quietly until he disappeared into the darkness.
The old man didn't say anything, and turned around and left.
Darkness enveloped the small forest again as everyone left.
Silence returns, the breeze blows, the leaves sway and rustle. (End of this chapter)