Chapter 323 Easy Solution
The blood moon began to rise. Lin Qian looked at the increasingly dark ghost prison with an expressionless face.
Starving ghosts slowly began to appear on the empty streets, and they gathered towards the ghost prison.
The strange bride held Lin Qian’s hand, her bloody wedding dress fluttering in the air.
“Lin Wudi, what’s going on?”
Ye Zhen appeared directly next to Lin Qian. He followed the ghost paintings, so he basically arrived directly.
"A scary ghost is coming out. It's a bit troublesome, but it's not a big problem." Lin Qian said.
Ye Zhen looked at the ghost prison not far away, and his expression moved slightly:
"Do you need my help?"
"Okay, be careful, don't die. ." Lin Qian said.
"I know."
Ye Zhen looked at the long sword in his hand. He spent a few minutes melting the coffin nails into the Zhenwu sword.
I thought it would be difficult, but the result was unexpected. It was a breeze and there was no rejection reaction.
"The mass grave was lit?" Lin Qian suddenly asked.
"Well, I threw the stove in, and the flames spread throughout the mass grave. It is probably still burning now." Ye Zhen said expressionlessly.
Hearing this, Lin Qian nodded and said nothing. He looked at the increasingly weird ghost prison with a gloomy expression.
The thing inside tricked him once and almost killed him. If he didn't eat it this time, he would be hunted down.
The bloody world began to become weird and weird, and a black shadow slowly appeared in the darkness.
Tall and burly, the iron whip in his hand is extremely strange, and the blood-stained iron whip is covered with rust.
“Coming.”
Terror begins, and a scarecrow appears in front of the dark figure.
The scarecrow's face was full of fear, as if it was afraid of the black shadow.
Red straw flew, and a blood-red nail suddenly drove into the scarecrow's head.
Pfft
The flesh and blood were penetrated, a blood hole appeared on Ye Zhen's head, and Ye Zhen's pupils shrank slightly.
The blood hole on his forehead quickly disappeared, the sword was unsheathed, and Ye Zhen disappeared on the spot.
“Kill with curse.”
Lin Qian squinted his eyes and looked at the black shadow in the darkness, and the killing pattern of this fierce ghost came out.
Lin Qian casually wiped away the damage caused by Ye Zhen’s death:
“If this is the case, then it is a bit weak.”
"To attract ghosts, remember not to attack Ye Zhen."
Lin Qian pinched the bride's face, said something, then turned around and disappeared directly.
A coldness appeared on the bride's body, appearing strangely, and the black figure's body froze slightly.
The long sword slashed down towards Li Gui's head. The darkness disappeared and was split into two by Ye Zhen.
At this moment, the ghost suddenly disappeared, as did the scarecrow.
The coldness disappeared, and Ye Zhen frowned, a little confused, but the next moment his pupils trembled violently.
The sword in his hand suddenly swung towards him, as if there was something behind him.
But it seemed that it was too late. Bang, the sound of air friction sounded, and a big hole was opened in a tall building in an instant.
Ye Zhen, whose flesh and bones were all twisted, dragged a line of blood on the street.
Lin Qian suddenly appeared on a street, his body filled with coldness, his body flashed slightly, and the restart ended.
"It almost killed me. This thing is so strong." The bones in Ye Zhen's body immediately recovered, and his flesh and blood began to recover.
Lin Qian looked around and saw that the ghost had disappeared, but it just disappeared and the attack had not stopped yet.
"Trouble."
A red umbrella appeared in Lin Qian's hand, a heavy rain began in the sky, blood rain fell, and a figure appeared in the blood rain.
“Found it.”
Starving ghosts appeared instantly and gathered towards the figure.
The blood hit the ground, splashing, and when a step was stepped on, the blood was repulsed on both sides.
Lin Qian walked in the rain of blood, and the bride's ability to attract ghosts continued.
Straws began to float in the sky. Ye Zhen stretched out his hand to catch one. With a pop, seven bloody holes appeared on Ye Zhen's body.
"The curse comes from these straws." Ye Zhen threw the straw into the bloody water.
The blood holes on his body began to disappear, and Lin Qian looked thoughtfully at the figure looming in the rain.
"It can be far or near, and the killing rules are comprehensive enough."
Lin Qian stretched out his hand to catch a straw, and as expected, seven holes appeared in his body.
Lin Qian didn't care about this and turned around to look at the bride's side. A sheet of ghost blood enveloped the bride, making her very safe.
Those straws will not be affected by the blood rain. They are floating in the air, and when the rain falls, they will just pass through those straws.
"I don't know if there is a restart. If so, I have to find a way to suppress it." Lin Qian thought to himself.
"Lin Wudi, I'll go first." Ye Zhen shook the long sword in his hand and ran quickly through the rain.
The figure slowly walked towards Lin Qian and Ye Zhen.
It ignores the hungry ghosts around it, and a straw can kill seven or eight hungry ghosts in an instant.
In the end, the starving ghost couldn't even get to the figure.
Lin Qian didn't care when he saw this. This thing was scary and this situation was normal.
Ye Zhen walked through the blood curtain, and the coldness on his body was particularly terrifying. Lin Qian knew that Ye Zhen was scapegoating the horror of the ghost's blood.
The long sword slashed diagonally, clang, the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the iron whip confronted the long sword.
Ye Zhen's pupils shrank slightly, but the next moment Lin Qian appeared behind the figure, and the red umbrella slashed at the figure's neck.
dang
There was also the sound of gold and iron clashing, and seven red iron nails stretched out from the figure's neck, just in time to collide with the red umbrella. Lin Qian's eyes were deep.
One hand pressed hard on the red umbrella, and the other hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the figure's body.
The coldness emerged, the supernatural began to fight, and the ghost blood swept up, wrapping them instantly and forming a blood ball.
The rain of blood in the sky suddenly increased, and a strange chanting sound sounded.
If someone comes to the mountains, and is taken by a ponytail and a girl...
The sound is hollow and strange, Nine Songs: Mountain Ghost, the beginning of the sacrificial text.
The supernatural appeared, and the coldness enveloped the entire blood cell. The coldness became thicker and thicker, and the straws began to burn.
A white flame appeared in the air, and bloody straws were burned.
The supernatural beings are engaged in a fierce confrontation. The bride's wedding dress is fluttering, and the blood is spinning in the air, all converging on the blood ball.
Soon, in the blink of an eye, the blood ball became extremely huge.
Gradually, the blood cell became bigger and bigger. In just a short time, the blood cell was already the size of a city.
But suddenly, the blood cells began to shrink, the blood boiled, and blood bubbles appeared on the blood cells one by one.
The blood began to evaporate, and a large piece of blood mist enveloped the surroundings.
"Ahem, cough, cough, it feels so uncomfortable to eat ghosts." Ye Zhen spat out a large mouthful of ghost blood.
He stood the sword in front of him, leaned on the sword with both hands, and coughed loudly.
Lin Qian was chewing something in her mouth, and one of her exposed fingers was a little red.
Gudong
Lin Qian swallowed what was in his mouth, and then let out a long breath.
The ghosts in the ghost prison are gone. The level of terror is indeed high, but unfortunately not as high as him.
Lin Qian spit out seven red nails from his mouth and licked his mouth. His mouth was full of the smell of nails.
A rusty iron whip also appeared in his hand. This thing was very effective in killing ghosts, but those with a lower level of terror would be beaten to death immediately.
Of course this is only temporary.
It is not unexpected that he can eat this ghost. He is not restricted and is very strong. With the help of the Cunning Bride and Ye Zhen's help, he can easily suppress this thing.
The starving ghosts nowadays are very scary.
“Clean up the evil spirits in the city, and then we can bring back the ordinary people.”
"After doing this, I have to go to Shilin Village to have a look. There is actually an umbrella hidden there."
Lin Qian asked the starving ghosts to eat the fierce ghosts in Dajiang City, and then changes occurred in the ghost domain. , all ordinary people appear back to their previous positions.
After doing all this, Lin Qian exhaled and put away the red nails and iron whip.
"Dajiang City is much safer now. The things in the ghost prison are too harmful to Dajiang City." Lin Qian thought to himself.
Turning to look at Ye Zhen, this guy was holding his sword and looking up at the sun, looking a little lonely and not knowing what he was thinking.
Lin Qian didn't care about this. He turned around and walked to the entrance of the ghost prison. After thinking for a while, he walked in.
The Cunning Bride appeared directly beside him, stretched out her hand to hold his hand, and walked into the dark corridor together.
Looking at all this, Ye Zhen looked a little dazed, as if he was remembering something.
"I really want to drink milk." Ye Zhen scratched his head, looked around, and then walked towards a supermarket.
At the end of the corridor made of bluestone is a rusty iron door. There is no one in the quiet corridor.
The cool breeze blew and fluttered the bride's wedding dress. Lin Qian turned to look at the bride with thoughtful eyes:
"You can listen to my words, but you don't have much consciousness. The bride can only be in a dream." Will he have a little more consciousness? "
Just now, if he hadn't endured the bride's ghost summoning for Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen might have had to lie there. Although he wouldn't die, it would definitely be uncomfortable.
"If the ghost marriage is incomplete, can there be no complete consciousness?" Lin Qian looked at the bride and sighed at the end, not thinking about anything.
It's useless to think too much, it's best to take the coffin away quickly, and then go to Shilin Village to find the umbrella.
Stop by the ghost clinic. The ghosts inside are used with scalpels.
If he doesn’t eat that thing, it won’t be very easy for him to use.
After this incident, he also discovered a problem. He wanted to lie down before, entirely because of the influence of the Cunning Bride and Coco.
Especially Coco, after this little girl went out to play with Xiaoyue, she began to think about letting him and the Cunning Bride do the same.
So he had the idea of lying down, that is, only the Cunning Bride and Coco could influence him.
Otherwise, how could he have such thoughts?
There are so many ghosts in the world, but he is a starving ghost. If he doesn’t eat until he is completely invincible, will he stop?
His brain is not sick. Now because of the successful integration of the Starving Ghost's laws, the Cunning Bride also has some consciousness.
This will cause him to be much less affected. At least the influence of the Cunning Bride will no longer change according to Coco's thoughts.
Lin Qian exhaled and pushed open the rusty iron door. Behind the door was a passage that went straight down.
The oil lamps on both sides of the passage slowly lit up, and the fluorescent green light reflected on the entire passage.
This is what Lin Qian did, and it can be done easily.
The fluorescence dispelled the darkness, and Lin Qian walked down. The passage was very deep, almost dozens of meters long.
Along the way, there were only about a dozen cells, each with one or two blackened skeletons inside, which looked very strange.
Lin Qian ignored this and went straight to the bottom and last cell.
It was said to be a cell, but it was actually a living room with an iron door. The floor was covered with grass, and a blood-red coffin was quietly leaning against the wall.
There was a layer of bloody straw inside the coffin. Lin Qian walked over to look at it and reached out to pick up the straw.
It's so weird, you may not feel anything when you pick one up.
But if it is superimposed, this thing will be very scary. If it is made into a scarecrow, then it is a ghost.
These are the sources of the curse. Lin Qian took a closer look and found that these straws seemed to be missing a lot. They must have been used a lot.
Looking at the wall, seven or eight holes appeared in the wall. These holes were not too deep, only one finger deep.
Lin Qian was not looking at these. He reached out and put the coffin and straw into the ghost painting. Then he looked around and found the coffin lid on a wall not far away.
He also received the ghost painting. After eating the ghost, he learned the function of the coffin.
It has a very strange effect. Lying in the coffin, you can enter a world without yourself.
That world will be exactly the same as this world, except that there will be no you in that world.
This coffin can allow you to reach that world, but there are many taboos, which is very troublesome.
Lin Qian doesn’t want to go to that world for the time being. In that world, Lin Qian named it the second mysterious recovery.
After taking what he was looking for, Lin Qian turned around and left the prison. As he left, the prison began to collapse and the soil sank, soon submerging the entire underground prison.
Without the evil ghost, the prison is just like an ordinary prison.
Although there is still a supernatural being, this supernatural being will not exist for long and will disappear on its own within a month at most.
No one needs to take care of them.
Out of the underground prison, Lin Qian looked up at the sun in the sky. The golden light fell from the sky and fell on everyone's hearts.
All things are revived for it, and vitality blooms for it. The sun at noon will always be like this.
Lin Qian took the bride and disappeared on the spot. The weeds were naturally without fire, and the few old trees with crooked necks began to decay.
The gray ashes were spinning and flying in the air, like a lifeless ink painting.
Dajing City, headquarters.
"Captain, the ghost domain in Dajiang City has disappeared, and the evil ghost has been solved." An operator looked at the satellite surveillance picture on the screen, his eyes full of surprise.
“Really?!” When Shen Liang heard the news, he quickly came over and looked at Dajiang City on the computer screen.
It was exactly as the operator said, the ghost land disappeared, and pedestrians began to appear on the streets of Oe City.
Looking at the expressions of those people, they seemed not to know what happened before.
Seeing this scene, Shen Liang breathed a sigh of relief and felt completely relaxed.
"It's solved. Fortunately, it's solved. It didn't fall." Shen Liang muttered.
"Write a report and give it to me later." Shen Liang patted the operator on the shoulder, then turned and walked towards the wiring room.
He went to inform the minister and Professor Wang. The news was very exciting.
The operator looked at Shen Liang's back with a helpless expression. He shook his head, sighed, picked up the pen from the side, and started writing a report.
This is when the boss opens his mouth and runs away to break his legs.
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In Dajiang City, Lin Qian looked at Lin Yue'er and Fang Chengshi who lowered their heads in front of him.
I didn’t say anything. I turned to look at Mr. Fang who was looking up at the ceiling. He shook his head but still didn’t say anything.
Lin Qian sighed, looked at the bride, thought for a while and finally said:
"Just do whatever you like, I respect your choice."
After that, Lin Qian took the photo. He patted Lin Yue'er on the shoulder, then looked at Fang Chengshi again, shook his head, and was too lazy to say anything.
"Be optimistic about Dajiang City, I still have things to do."
Lin Qian walked towards the balcony. Before leaving, he said something to Fang Chengshi, and then disappeared.
After seeing Lin Qian leave, Mr. Fang breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to look at Lin Yue'er and nodded with satisfaction:
"I agree to this marriage, when will you have the wedding?" ? "
Fang Chengshi looked at his grandfather, his face a little unnatural, while Lin Yue'er's face was blushing, and she was afraid to speak.
Lin Keke held her chin, looked at this scene, shook her head, and turned to watch TV.
On the dim road, with grass on both sides, a slightly bumpy bus was driving slowly on the road.
Yang Jian frowned and stared at the red light ahead. Sitting in the driver's seat, he could see it clearly.
The place where the red light is emitting is a grave mound, and the raging flames are burning the grave soil.
Hot sparks splashed out from those tombstones, and Yang Jian even saw some burnt ghosts.
Those evil ghosts were all surrounded by sparks, lying motionless among the graves, letting the flames rage across their bodies.
"This is the fire in the furnace. Ye Zhen lit the mass grave?" Yang Jian watched this scene and guessed in his heart.
The bus drove slowly and began to slow down. Yang Jian looked at the grave mounds that were getting closer and closer. The closer he got, the more he saw.
Until the bus stopped completely, Yang Jian's pupils shrank slightly.
The scene in front of me was weird and weird, the boundless sea of fire was spreading, the graves were ignited one by one, and the sparks on the tombstones spattered far away.
The fierce ghosts were struggling between the graves, and Yang Jian stared at this scene.
Red, everywhere you look is red. At this time, the door of the bus opens, and a fierce ghost walks towards the bus.
It slowly walked towards the mass grave, but as soon as it stepped into the mass grave, the flames spread to it.
The terrifying flames enveloped its body, and with a plop, it fell to the ground. The flames surged, forming a sea of fire, covering the sky and the sun.
"Which ruthless person did this? So corrupt?"
A man in a criminal police uniform looked out the window, his eyes full of shock.
He has been on the bus for a long time, so he knows very well that this mass grave was not like this before.
The mass graves in the past were eerie, and countless ghosts were buried in the strange tombs.
The mass graves are now filled with flames and red light, making them look hot and dazzling.
"My dear, what kind of fire is this? How can it even ignite graves? How terrifying this thing must be." The man looked at this scene and murmured to himself.
Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, he looked at Zhou Deng but said nothing, feeling some bad premonition in his heart.
"Ye Zhen is this guy..."
I know there are some problems with the recent plot, and many people think I am broken, but is this possible?
It was originally an invincible article, but if it collapses again, where will it go?
Everyone can rest assured that ancient characters will not appear in reality. Their plans are all carried out in supernatural places. Restarting the hell plan is actually very simple. Eighteen sources of evil ghosts are combined into ten Eight levels of hell, and then establish an endless cycle.
Suppress the evil spirits and temporarily resolve the supernatural recovery.
To be honest, the author also feels that he is finished, and his mentality is confused.
Originally, after I was scolded, I thought about finishing it, but someone said that I should at least finish writing the ghost marriage and get the golden finger back.
I think this is the truth, so I have persisted until now. To be honest, my head hurts every day because of thousands of words. I now miss the days when I used to write 4,000 words a day.
Those days were very comfortable, and now I can’t go back. The author is almost exhausted.
Everyone, please be considerate of me. This is my first time writing a book, and I really don’t understand the setting.
I don’t know how to connect plots or anything like that. I just write whatever comes to my mind.
I am also very helpless. The author is actually nothing, just an idiot.
I get scolded every day for writing a fanfic, and there is nothing I can do about it. It’s not that I don’t want to write well, it’s just that my brain is like this.
Sorry, it’s my fault that I stained your eyes by writing it. I shouldn’t have written a novel.
Sorry, sorry...I am not suitable for writing novels at all.
(End of this chapter)