Chapter 396: Looking at each other after a hundred years
The footsteps were approaching. Lin Yuanqing's eyes were fixed on the stairs. Everything outside gave him a suppressed feeling.
But after actually entering here, Lin Yuanqing's idea changed. The layers of layout outside gave him the feeling of more like a kind of protection, as if they wanted to prevent outsiders from entering.
Tap tap tap tap
The footsteps were not slow, and even felt like a trot. It seemed that its owner was a little anxious and wanted to go down to the first floor.
Lin Yuanqing slowly raised his right hand, and the coffin nail in his hand was already aimed at the stairs. If anything went wrong, he would immediately throw out the coffin nail and nail it to death.
"Who are you? Why do you appear here?"
Before I saw the figure, a nice voice came down, full of questions and a little surprise.
Her master sounds a bit immature? It's like the voice of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little girl.
This sound also made Lin Yuanqing stop what he was doing. As long as he could communicate, he would not necessarily be hostile.
Just like the previous town on the Bone Lake, it is obvious that those who can temporarily become one's side, as well as the Ghost Suppression Tower, are all benefits of negotiating first.
Lin Yuanqing did not reply. His ghost eyes were turned on, and his eyes were still staring at the stairs. Even if he was not nailed directly, it was still necessary to see the degree of terror first.
The footsteps were already at the corner, and the next moment, a girl who was probably less than fifteen years old appeared at the corner.
The clothes on her body are very strange. They are black and red in color. They seem a bit like a cheongsam and a skirt.
From the perspective of the ghost eye, extremely strong supernatural power emerged from her body. If calculated in terms of horror, the little girl in front of her could even compare to the current Lin Yuanqing.
"Who are you?" The little girl's eyes are full of innocence, which makes people feel a strong desire for protection just by looking at her.
But Lin Yuanqing’s brows furrowed. His clothes, strength, and layout all showed that they were from the Republic of China period.
So despite the fact that the person in front of you looks like a lolita, he might be as old as Mr. Qin.
Seeing that Lin Yuanqing had not answered yet, the little girl's expression suddenly became a little strange. Her face seemed a little confused and a little painful.
She murmured: "I'm not sleepy yet, I don't want to sleep."
In Lin Yuanqing's ghostly eyes, bursts of black smoke suddenly appeared from the little girl's body, which brought strong pressure to him.
It seems that there is some powerful existence sealed in the little girl's body, and this existence is about to break out.
Lin Yuanqing took a step back slightly. Sure enough, this man was from the Republic of China period, and there was some kind of arrangement here, but he didn't know which side this man was from.
The changes became more and more intense. Gradually, the black smoke that drifted out slowly formed the shape of an adult woman, but because it was made of smoke, the face could not be seen clearly.
Lin Yuanqing tightened the coffin nail in his hand. He wanted to throw it out and nail the person in front of him, but a deep intuition told him that he seemed to know and have a relationship with the person who was about to appear in front of him. Not ordinary.
"You're here."
A very charming mature sister's voice emerged in Lin Yuanqing's mind, and the slight ripples in the blood sea let him know that this was a teleportation function similar to that of a store owner.
"Don't resist, I need your help now." It was that voice again, her tone was a little urgent, as if she didn't have much time to appear.
Immediately afterwards, the supernatural power suddenly began to surge, and the blood sea's reaction suddenly became a little violent, as if it wanted to resist the surging supernatural power around it.
But a picture that suddenly appeared made Lin Yuanqing suppress the surge of blood. It was an office-like scene, and looking at the surrounding layout, it was obvious that it was an image from the Republic of China period.
After Lin Yuanqing suppressed the sea of blood, the picture began to smooth out. There were eight people here, but it seemed that they couldn't see their faces clearly.
Two of them are women and the other six are men. The blood-red armor and pure white eyeballs of the person sitting in the main seat mark his identity.
The original Black Hand!
His appearance is very ordinary, not as handsome as Chen Ziwen's body now, but as if he has been in a high position for a long time, his body always exudes some aloofness unconsciously.
The other Lin Yuanqing also knew a few of them, the storyteller and the shop owner from the two supernatural places that invaded Daming City!
There was also a woman I had never seen before, three strange men, and the incredibly beautiful woman in a cheongsam at the table behind.
These eight people made up the entirety of this meeting.
Lin Yuanqing's expression was extremely serious, and his desire to suppress the sea of blood was also very strong. This was obviously a very important meeting, and it even contained the core of secrets from the Republic of China, so he had to be serious.
"Qing, is that kind of thing really possible?" The question was from one of the three strangers. He was always smiling, but you could hear a little bit of it in his tone. worries.
"You have to fight hard, otherwise are you really like them, expecting those little babies with no hair to come to save the world? Stop being funny." The host is called Qing The person's tone was unusually cold.
You can even hear some sarcastic tone from his mouth, which seems to be a bit disdainful of those people's ideas.
The person who asked the question stopped talking. If he wanted to look forward to the development of future generations, he would not be sitting here. The question was just some worries about the future.
"Needless to say, the only people who can come here are those who agree with your idea, just tell me your plan!" said another figure with a stiff and livid face, without a trace of blood.
Qing nodded and said directly: "If you want to steal the ability of an evil ghost, you need to become an evil ghost first."
After saying this, Qing's mouth curled up slightly, and he suddenly looked up. Two pairs of pure white eyes looked at each other after a hundred years.
(Can he see me? Impossible! This is just an image, even an image in someone else's memory. How is it possible)
Lin Yuanqing frowned, but his eyes were still looking at Qing in the image, and then, it seemed Someone noticed this scene.
Four of the eight people looked here, and the slightly surprised eyes seemed to indicate that they could see Lin Yuanqing from their memories.
After being surprised, their eyes flashed with clarity and confidence, as if they had firmed up their ideas at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, the meeting was moving away. It seemed that some of these people did not want him to continue to peek into the contents, and it also seemed that some kind of supernatural support had reached its limit.
Lin Yuanqing frowned deeper and deeper, and murmured: "What's the point of showing these to me?"
He and the little girl were the only ones in this small attic, and he murmured this question It was also obvious that he was asking the little girl, or rather the strange black shadow behind the little girl.
The little girl still had her eyes closed and looked like she was asleep, but the black shadow behind her had faded a lot.
Immediately afterwards, that familiar sense of transmission appeared again, and it seemed that there were still some memories that needed to be transmitted to him. (End of this chapter)