Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 111 The Evil That Eats
The sun shines on the street, Yang Jian, looking at the high bulge, Yang Jian is a little curious, what did he eat to have such a big belly, but suddenly, Yang Jian saw that the high bulge A human face unexpectedly appeared on his stomach, and the human face was constantly wriggling through the belly, as if it would tear Lin Qian's stomach at any time, and then come out.

Seeing this sudden change, Yang Jian's eyes froze:
"It's a ghost! A ghost eaten by a starving ghost!"

Li Jun looked at the motionless young man lying on the ground with a solemn expression:
"Is this really Lin Qian? It seems that his condition is not good. Will something happen?"

Wang Xiaoming looked at everything in front of the gymnasium, pushed his glasses and did not speak, but at this time Xiong Wenwen had already climbed out of the car and hid behind Yang Jian.

Xiong Wenwen still had a look of horror on his face, and looked at the starving ghost not far away with a look of fear. Just now, he used his ability to see that this person whom they said was Lin Qian, the person who saw him for the first time He wanted to eat him at a glance, if he hadn't hid behind Yang Jian, he might have been eaten.

So when Xiong Wenwen saw this scene, he hid directly behind Yang Jian without hesitation.

Hearing Li Jun's words, everyone was silent for a moment, no one spoke, and just looked at Lin Qian who fell on the ground.

At this time, Lin Qian's eyes flashed with pain, feeling the strange aura not far away, Lin Qian turned slightly, and when he saw Yang Jian and the others through the ghost domain, Lin Qian was slightly relieved. He took a deep breath, turned around again, and slowly closed his blue-black eyes.

Ignoring them, he has something to deal with now.

When the people not far away saw Lin Qian turning his head to look at them, they felt a little creepy. When those blue-black eyes were staring at them, they could clearly feel the coldness.

When Lin Qian looked away, Xiong Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of the gymnasium now, it is very strange, there are starving ghosts lying on the ground, three ghosts nailed to the coffin, photos scattered on the ground, and a ghost camera wrapped in red thread.

Looking at all this, Yang Jian's eyes flickered, he lowered his head and thought for a while, a red light flashed, Yang Jian appeared next to Lin Qian, squatted down and looked at Lin Qian's horrible appearance at this moment and said:

"How's the situation? Will he die?"

Lin Qian opened her eyes, turned to look at Yang Jian, and the corners of her mouth twitched:

"It's okay, I can't die, it's just a little troublesome."

Having said that, Lin Qian looked at the photos scattered all over the place:

"Help me pick up my lower body. There is a ghost in my stomach, and the level of terror is a bit high. The ghost on the starved ghost has not completely disappeared, and there is no way to heal."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian's lower body, and the corner of his mouth twitched:

"Did you just swallow a ghost?"

"Well, if I don't swallow this ghost, I might die in it. This time, I was plotted by an old man. In order to kill me, the old man actually filled in half of the puzzle of a ghost in the park. "

"Hey, that's the female corpse nailed to the coffin."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian frowned, and turned to look at the female corpse. After a closer look, there was indeed something wrong, but Yang Jian also cared too much:
"Someone would attack an Interpol? Does he want to be wanted?"

As Yang Jian spoke, he used the headless ghost to join Lin Qian's lower body together. The process was unexpectedly smooth, and there was no supernatural collision.

As Yang Jian put Lin Qian's lower body together, Lin Qian's eyes closed instantly. When they closed, Lin Qian said to Yang Jian:

"The old man doesn't care what Interpol is. It's been a day or two since he wanted to kill me. You should go farther away first. It may be dangerous later, and the supernatural collision may be a little serious."

When Yang Jian heard this, a red light flashed, and he appeared directly on the opposite street, and then looked at Lin Qian quietly.

Zhao Jianguo and Cao Yanhua originally saw Yang Jian passing by, and wanted to go there to understand the situation, but before they could take any action, they saw that Yang Jian just helped Lin Qian splice the lower body and left directly.

Seeing this situation, they didn't take any action, just watched quietly.

At this moment, Lin Qian stretched out a hand from the starving ghost's chest the moment he closed his eyes, but at the moment the hand was stretched out, a coldness pervaded the hand, and then This hand began to rot, and in the blink of an eye, this hand rotted into a pool of black and smelly blood.

And with the appearance of this change, one of the photos scattered on the ground spontaneously ignited. In less than a second, the photo burned completely, leaving a pool of gray ashes in place.

Wang Xiaoming looked at all this with a calm expression, pushed his glasses, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes:
"Is there a supernatural collision of the ghost painting? Maybe the starving ghost is also added. What happened to Lin Qian this time, and how did it happen?"

"Traveling ghost paintings and starving ghosts at the same time and becoming like this, then this supernatural event..."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the starving ghost who was still changing, rubbed the center of his brows, he was not thinking about anything, he will see if he can ask Lin Qian later, I hope he can tell.

After the sudden burning of the photo, the shroud on the starved ghost's body that had been split into several pieces began to heal slowly, the speed was very slow, and the rot on the body was also slowly disappearing.

And at this time, among the photos scattered on the ground, in one photo, a hand suddenly stretched out, then the head, and then the whole body.

Just after a while, Lin Qian, who was wearing a casual suit, stood beside the starving ghost. Looking at the starving ghost lying on the ground, Lin Qian's eyes were cold:

"Zhang Xianguang, old man, wait, aren't you planning a ghost painting? For the ghost painting, you even created a woman who looks exactly like the ghost painting. It's okay, she will die..."

Lin Qian looked at the photos scattered on the ground, then at the coffin nails next to him, rubbed his eyebrows, picked up two photos from the ground, and walked to the coffin nails:
"Put it in the photo first, wait for the starving ghost to digest the ghost, and then feed it to the starving ghost. If the starving ghost can't digest the ghost in a short period of time, then close the ghost painting and increase the amount of painting. quantity."

Lin Qian pulled out the coffin nails, looked at Yang Jian next to him, was silent for a while, and asked knowingly:
"Have you seen this thing?"

Yang Jian looked at the coffin nails in Lin Qian's hands, and didn't pay attention to the two children who were nailed to the coffin nails. His eyes flickered:
"Well, I've seen it, I saw it in Hongfa Temple. At that time, I saw a coffin nailed to a ghost."

Having said this, Yang Jian was silent for a while and continued:
"The ghost is gone now, not even with the coffin nails."

Lin Qian heard Yang Jian say this, smiled, put the coffin nails into the painting in front of Yang Jian, and didn't care what Yang Jian thought:
"Well, after I solved the starving ghost, didn't my ghost domain cover the entire Dachang City? At that time, I found a coffin nail on the roof of a small building, which may be the one you mentioned. "

(End of this chapter)