Chapter 315 Anubis
"In this case, that is indeed good."
Ye Zhen looked up at the ceiling and kicked a sword casually.
The long sword broke through the air and penetrated directly into the head of the malnourished man.
He's not dead yet, give him a ride.
Looking at the missionary's neck where his throat was cut with a sword, Ye Zhen touched his chin.
"Master Yang, why don't you give me a memory of Tai Chi? Tai Chi and Bagua will be stronger together."
Yang Jian stretched his muscles and thought for a while. You can also:
"No problem, I will get a memory for you after I get out."
In the dim hall, the smell of blood filled the air, and six corpses were lying here in a mess.
Yang Jian and Ye Zhen didn't care.
But suddenly, their brows frowned, darkness appeared in their eyes, the world began to collapse, and coldness filled the air.
"Are you leaving?" Yang Jian thought to himself.
On the Eiffel Tower, Lin Qian looked calmly at a young man who suddenly appeared in front of him.
“Who are you?”
The cold wind blew by, and a faint corpse smell came from the young man's body.
The young man looks one or two years younger than Lin Qian, with a standard Western face and light golden hair.
His eyes were slightly cloudy and looked very vicissitudes of life.
He stared at Lin Qian, a little silent. After a while, he said:
"Hello, the strong man from the east, I am Tutankhamun, the Egyptian One of the pharaohs, I came here to express some apology.”
"By the way, please give up your attacks on all heads of state."
Very standard Chinese. If it weren't for his Western appearance, Lin Qian would have thought that he was an authentic Oriental.
"Tutankhamun, the pharaoh of ancient Egypt?"
Lin Qian looked at this young man, he knew this guy, he felt it the last time he came here , is a strong guy.
Unfortunately, his strength is very limited, only as strong as Old Man Guijing.
"You have lived long enough, 3000 years, this time is really ridiculous."
Lin Qian looked at this young man calmly. This young man was indeed very strong, but he couldn't beat him. It's not surprising that I live a long time.
He had just met Wu'an Lord Bai Qi not long ago, and now that he saw the Pharaoh, it was nothing.
Hearing Lin Qian’s words, the young man felt helpless:
“It doesn’t matter if I live a long time, I am still a weak person.”
During the Republic of China, Egypt saw the decline of the East and thought it was an opportunity.
So all the surviving pharaohs in their history participated in that incident.
As a result, he was the only pharaoh left, and the rest were wiped out by a being who claimed to be Li Chunfeng of the Tang Dynasty.
It was easy, they had no resistance at all.
All of the Western Divine Court were beheaded, except Anubis, who survived because he hid in the tomb of the Pharaoh.
At that time, the gods that the West was proud of were defeated, and they did not even have the ability to die.
The god-king Zeus, who claimed to be invincible in the world, was such a terrifying existence, and was killed by that existence on the spot in the divine throne in the divine court.
The evil ghost in his body was also taken away by that being. From then on, no one in the West dared to call himself a god, and finally entered the era of silence.
"You are indeed a weakling. You can't beat me." Lin Qian nodded, and he agreed with Tutankhamun's sincerity.
Looking at the looming cat on Tutankhamun's shoulder, Lin Qian's eyes flickered.
It was a cat covered in bandages, as skinny as a mummy.
“I’m curious, you know you can’t beat me, why do you still dare to appear in front of me?”
“If you just hide in your tomb, I can pretend to watch. No, after all, I don’t have enough time to demolish a pyramid.”
Lin Qian stared at Tutankhamun, an antique who lived for more than 3,000 years.
If nothing else, this guy’s life-saving ability is absolutely top-notch, otherwise he wouldn’t have lived for more than 3,000 years and still not be able to defeat a young man like him who has lived for 20 years.
"I am just an illusion now, and my true body is still in the tomb." Tutankhamun smiled and explained.
“So that’s it, he is really afraid of death.” Lin Qian was a little disappointed, thinking that this guy really had the courage to come here.
"Everyone is afraid of death." Tutankhamun said.
"Yes." Lin Qian nodded in agreement.
The wind on the Eiffel Tower suddenly became violent, and Lin Qian reached out to hold the bride's wedding dress.
"What if I don't agree to your request?" Lin Qian squinted at Tutankhamun.
Hearing this, Tutankhamun was a little silent. After a while, he sighed and said:
"It's nothing, I just came to give it a try, Anubi." One of Si’s favorite inheritors participated in this project.”
"Then he was killed by your curse. He couldn't save him, so he wanted to let you give his successor a way to live."
"Since you don't agree, it doesn't matter. The heads of countries can still be re-elected.”
After hearing this explanation, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed slightly:
"Oh~ According to you, do they still plan to continue implementing the Noah's Ark plan?"
"This No, you have almost killed all the ghost masters in the West now, and they are no longer qualified to implement the Noah's Ark plan. . ”
“So, you don’t have to worry about anything. After today’s disaster, they can only hide in their own one-third of an acre.”
“After all, what happens next. They have to go all out to solve the problem. If they can't solve it, they will lose their country."
Tutankhamun waved his hand and explained in a very easy to understand and respectful manner.
"Is that so? That's really good news. Okay, since your attitude is so sincere, then you don't have to die."
Lin Qian smiled and reached out and knocked in the air , in an instant, all the words Tutankhamun had said before emerged.
Twisted words were arranged in the air one by one. When Tutankhamun saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly, and there was some fear in his eyes.
Lin Qian snapped her fingers and refused to fulfill Tutankhamun's wish, and the text shattered and disappeared.
"You are very lucky. I don't like eating much recently, so I don't want the cat on you."
Tutankhamun looked at Lin Qian silently and looked at his shoulder He became even more silent as a sacrificial cat, and finally he said:
"Thank you very much."
After saying that, Tutankhamun disappeared, and the smell of his corpse subsided. Slowly drifting away, drifting away with the wind.
Lin Qian leaned against the iron tower, disapproving:
"Haha... Pharaoh, trash."
Lin Qian touched his belly:
"Zizhen, if the killing patterns weren't being reorganized now, do you think you could run away?"< br>
Lin Qian’s eyes flickered slightly. His current situation was very special. The killing patterns of the hungry ghosts were changing.
In the past, Operation Starving Ghost had several basic killing rules.
These are the murder rules summarized by Wang Xiaoming, seen, heard, and encountered.
Now these laws are merging, and the starving ghosts are heading in the direction of killing people irregularly.
All the evil ghosts who were eaten, their killing patterns are completely integrated, and they will not be so stagnant when used in the future.
Lin Qian looked at the Seine River with amusement in his eyes:
"Anubis is really an interesting existence."
The breeze circled his fingers, Lin Qian looked at a red line in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
“Damn, Lin Wudi, what did you do to my handsome face?”
Ye Zhen looked at his face through the iron tower, green mountains and green waters, and the eyebrows are mountains. , the eyes are springs, and the nose is the ladder to heaven.
“The painting is quite beautiful.”
Ye Zhen touched his chin and actually started to appreciate it seriously.
Yang Jian wiped away the painting on his face expressionlessly, the coldness emerged, and the ink on his face disappeared.
"Your bad taste is really outrageous. Have you taken any pictures?" Yang Jian stared at Lin Qian with some doubts in his eyes.
Lin Qian leaned against the Eiffel Tower, looking very calm:
"No."
Uh...
"Delete the photo." Yang Jian slowly approached Lin Qian, as did Ye Zhen next to him.
The two of them looked at Lin Qian with unkind expressions.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian quickly raised his hand:
“I swear, I swear in the name of Gao Zhiqiang, I did not take any pictures.”
“Gao Zhiqiang has already He's dead, and he's driving a liar." Yang Jian's face darkened.
Uh...
"Then I swear in the name of Anubis, if I take pictures, Anubis will be struck by lightning."
Lin Qian looked at Yang with some embarrassment. Jian and Ye Zhen exchanged an oath and said.
Can be followed immediately.
Click
An extremely huge thunder appeared in the distance, covering the sky and the sun.
Looking in that direction, it seems to be the location of Egypt.
Egypt.
At the top of a pyramid, a bolt of thunder fell, and a figure was silent in the thunder.
On the Eiffel Tower, Yang Jian and Ye Zhen looked at the thunder in the sky, and then stared at Lin Qian.
"Lin Wudi, you are a little unreasonable." Ye Zhen said.
Lin Qian looked at the thunder in the sky, his eyes flickering, thoughtfully:
"This thing really exists."
Lin Qian looked at the two surrounding people The guy who came over was a little helpless:
“Okay, okay, I’ll delete it, can’t I delete it?”
Lin Qian took out a mobile phone from his pocket and threw it directly to Yang Jian.
"Delete it yourself."
Yang Chen took the phone, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought about going to delete the photos with Ye Zhen.
Lin Qian was speechless, sighed, and shook his head:
“People’s hearts are old, and they don’t even have the most basic trust.”
Sigh...
Lin Qian reached out and grabbed into the air, and a black rope exuding coldness appeared in his hand.
Looking at the black rope in his hand, Lin Qian thought about it and tied it around his wrist.
He captured the source of the nightmare so easily.
"By the way, Yang Jian, pay attention when you go to Egypt later. There is Tutankhamun and Anubis over there, they are pretty good."
"Tutankhamun? Anubis? Pharaoh and the God of Death?" Yang Jian turned to look at Lin Qian in surprise.
“Still alive?”
“Well, I have lived almost a thousand years longer, but unfortunately I am too weak.” Lin Qian said lightly.
"Pharaoh Tutankhamun? How strong is it? Can I do it?" Ye Zhen stared at Lin Qian with twinkling eyes.
"It's probably going to be tough, but if you two work together, there's no problem in killing a Tutankhamun. As for Anubis, I'm not sure. I haven't spoken to him, so I don't know his strength. Lin Qian said.
"Is that so? That's still a bit strong. I'll look for him after I find a piece of the puzzle."
"Pharaoh, I've only heard of it before." Ye Zhen looked in the direction of Egypt. .
Yang Jian recalled Lin Qianfa’s oath just now, his eyes thoughtful.
"Anubis and Tutankhamun? Interesting existence."
Yang Jian threw the phone back to Lin Qian, thought for a while and said:
"I will go to that farm with Ye Zhen first, and then go to Egypt."
"If you are interested, come and have a look. The Pharaoh's curse is very interesting."
"That's okay too. , after I finish dealing with the Grand Canyon of Death and the ghost ship, I will come over to take a look."
Lin Qian took the phone and threw it into his pocket.
"Okay, by the way, don't eat that nightmare. Ye Zhen and I still have some ideas to use that thing." Yang Jian said again.
Hearing Yang Jian's words, Lin Qian was speechless. These two guys had a great time beating people with Kung Fu.
"Okay, I know what you think, I'll just keep it for you." Lin Qian said speechlessly.
The wind blew the wedding dress, and Lin Qian looked into the distance, her eyes twinkling slightly.
"I have to go see that ghost ship. You should be careful and don't die here like Zhang Falcon. It will be funny then."
"Haha ...It’s not easy to die,” Yang Jian said.
"Don't worry, with you Lin Wudi here, I will never die." Ye Zhen leaned on the long sword with an extremely confident expression.
Hearing Ye Zhen’s words, Lin Qian’s face turned dark:
“Fuck you.”
With that said, Lin Qian disappeared directly. , Ye Zhen, this guy is really shameless.
Ye Zhen didn't care about this. He looked into the distance, smiled, raised his sword, and disappeared in an instant.
The same is true for Yang Jian.
Peninsula.
On a high mountain, there is a canyon, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only one entrance and exit for people to enter.
It is dark inside the canyon, and the sunlight shining in is also very dim.
The barren soil is covered with white bones, snakes, birds, animals, and mountain poultry.
Click
The bones shattered, and Lin Qian looked at the scene around him. In the dark world, only a few withered trees stood here.
The sunlight from the sky penetrates through the canyon, but it only provides a little light.
"I seem to have seen this place before, it seems to be on a bus."
Lin Qian was walking in it. The canyon was very deep. The further inside, the darker the surroundings became.
Dots of green appeared. These were bone fires, just slightly supernatural things, not harmful at all.
Click, click
Lin Qian looked aside slightly and saw a black figure walking towards the depths of the canyon.
“There seems to be more than one ghost.”
In the surrounding darkness, there were many footsteps, and at first glance there were almost a dozen.
"Can a ghost ship attract ghosts? That's interesting."
Looking at the ghosts around him, Lin Qian touched his chin and hesitated.
“There are so many evil ghosts, it would be a pity to just leave them alone.”
Lin Qian thought for a while, reached out and took out a lantern from the ghost painting, and then added some ghost blood to it. Go in.
The lantern emits a faint red light, and a coldness appears, spreading towards the surroundings.
The footsteps around him suddenly stopped, but the next moment they reappeared.
One after another, fierce ghosts walked out of the darkness and walked behind Lin Qian with numb expressions.
After a while, a long team appeared.
Lin Qian knocked on the lantern in his hand, and the red light became deeper red.
“Invite souls and attract ghosts... Go back to them.”
The hollow sound echoed in the canyon, and Lin Qian walked towards the depths with a smile.
A fierce ghost follows behind, filled with gloomy energy, strange and weird.
A little red light appeared. It turned out to be a red lamp. Lin Qian held the lantern and calmly walked into the abyss.
The bright red wedding dress flutters, and the bride is very calm.
The darkness was dispelled by the red light, and the silence ahead was slowly revealed.
The scattered white bones made a creaking sound as they were stepped on, and the green will-o'-the-wisps made people feel like they were in a forest of fireflies.
The footsteps stopped, the red light stopped moving, and Lin Qian looked ahead at the old pirate ship embedded in the canyon.
The sails were covered with blood, and there were several skeletons lying on the old deck.
The bottom of the ship is covered with barnacles, seaweed is entangled, and a faint fluorescent light surrounds the entire ship.
“The ghost ship looks really bluffing.”
Lin Qian looked at the gloomy pirate ship with twinkling eyes.
He turned around and looked at the ghosts behind him. There were quite a few of them, and they must have gotten them in.
"Interesting plan, the Ark plan is like this, but what about the flood plan?"
"It's really an interesting place." Lin Qian muttered.
An ancient painting appeared and enveloped all the ghosts in an instant.
The ghost realm filled the air, and the darkness of the Grand Canyon of Death disappeared instantly. Lin Qian appeared above the canyon with calm eyes.
All the ghosts entered the ghost painting, including the ghost ship.
The sunlight covered the entire canyon again, the coldness dissipated, and life began to appear in the canyon.
“The stories in the Bible are a bit weird, Jesus? I don’t know if he is dead or not.”
“Probably dead. I didn’t feel any strong presence. Anubis and Tu Tankamon is not that strong yet.”
Lin Qian stared at the canyon below, then turned to look not far away. The scarecrow farmland has an immortal legend in foreign stories.
"We are still too weak abroad. Some people are right. If you take too big a step, you will lose your temper."
Lin Qian turned around and walked towards the back. He had to go to Egypt. Waiting for Yang Jian and Ye Zhen.
“The divine objects in the two stories of the Black Book of the Dead and the Sacred Book of the Sun are unknown levels of ghosts.”
“I really want to eat them.”
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In the panicked field, scarecrows were lying in various directions.
The faces of these scarecrows are full of various expressions, including fear, hatred, hatred, pleading, resentment...
The expressions are so rich that they almost form a The emoticons were there, but there was no smile.
There are overgrown weeds and yellow wheat ears crawling crookedly in the fields.
Ye Zhen sat on a tall scarecrow, holding a peach in his hand and eating there.
"Master Yang, have you found that thing? I chopped down four of them here."
There were three scarecrows lying around Ye Zhen, plus the one sitting under his butt. Four.
With a bang, a spear shot through the air, and a scarecrow was nailed not far from Ye Zhen.
Yang Jian carried a scarecrow and walked over on wheat.
"The last source has been dealt with, but I feel like there is still one missing."
Yang Jian sat down on the scarecrow and reached out to take the peach handed over by Ye Zhen.
These peaches were picked by Ye Zhen secretly into the ghost painting, and he had a ghost painting on him.
But I guess Lin Qian already knew about it and just didn’t care.
"There is the last one. It's in Lin Wudi's painting. I saw it last time when I went to pick peaches." What are you doing standing there?" Ye Zhen looked around and said.
"Is that so? It's complete. There are seven in total, seven murder patterns. Among them, the one in Lin Qianhua should be one of the main puzzle pieces." Yang Jian took a bite of the peach and started chewing it.
“Hey, Master Yang, do you think there might be a very powerful ghost in Tutankhamun?”
“How about the two of us go chop this guy down later? Damn, Pharaoh, I admired him very much before." Ye Zhen looked at Yang Jian. (End of chapter)