Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 146 The Bride in the Car

The carriage was very quiet, and a strange atmosphere was pervading. Zhang Hao looked at the slowly approaching bride, with a look of horror on his face and despair in his eyes. Now he really believed in ghosts, not a scientific belief. , but physical belief.

Looking at the fluttering wedding dress, Zhang Hao huddled under the car window, his body trembling constantly, and he tightly covered his mouth with his hands, otherwise he would make a little sound.

Zhang Hao watched the bride walking towards him, his pupils dilated and shrunk. This is a situation that only occurs when he is extremely afraid. He is afraid that the bride is coming to him. Lin Qian said just now that whether he can live or not depends on his luck.

Zhang Hao felt that his luck was not very good, otherwise he would not have encountered such a thing. Seeing the bride walking slowly, Zhang Hao's heart was raised in his throat, and he kept praying that the bride would not sit beside him.

I don't know if his prayers worked, but a lucky thing happened. The bride didn't stop in front of Zhang Hao, but walked past him and stood in front of Lin Qian. Seeing this scene, Zhang Hao's eyes widened. There was a flash of surprise, he survived...

Compared with Zhang Hao's surprised mood, Lin Qian's mood is a bit complicated. Looking at the motionless bride standing in front of her, Lin Qian wanted to say something:
"Boss, we don't know each other. I'm not your groom. Go away and don't come over..."

But Lin Qian knew that even if he said it, it wouldn't do much, because ghosts have no feelings.

Looking at the bright wedding gown, Lin Qian looked at the old woman silently, and after a while, she opened her mouth and said:
"Mother-in-law, is there anything I can do, I can't handle the bride right now..."

The old woman turned her head slightly and looked at the bride standing beside her:
"Young man, I can't do anything about it. It's too fierce. If it's still a mummy, I can still help you solve it. It's not so good now..."

Lin Qian was silent, looked down at Ke Ke, and found that Ke Ke looked at the bride with surprise, as if seeing a relative she hadn't seen for a long time.

And at this moment, the bus door was closed, and the car started to start. As the bus started, the bride moved, passed Lin Qian directly, and sat beside Lin Qian.

The scenery outside the window began to reverse. Lin Qian looked at the bride next to her with a livid face, while Ke Ke looked happy, pulled Lin Qian's clothes, and looked up at Lin Qian:

"Dad, Mom is back."

Lin Qian: "..."

Granny: "..."

Yang Jian: "..."

Zhang Hao: "???"

Everyone was speechless. The old lady looked at the cocoa in Lin Qian's arms, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably:

"Young man, why did you bring her out..."

Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian, with a strange look in his eyes:
"Lin Qian, I didn't expect you to be so flamboyant..."

Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian with a dark face:

"My surname is Yang, be careful when you walk at night..."

Looking at the innocent and lovely Ke Ke, Lin Qian was very complicated. He used to wonder if Ke Ke's mother would be the bride, but now everything is clear.

Ke Ke looked at Lin Qian, seeing that Lin Qian was silent, Ke Ke pouted:

"Dad, don't you like mom anymore?"

Following Ke Ke's words, Lin Qian fell silent, looked down at Ke Ke, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. After a long silence, Lin Qian took a deep breath before speaking:
"Coco, it's because Mom may not like Dad, so it's not that Dad doesn't like Mom..."

Well, it's not that I don't like it, but I'm afraid...

When Ke Ke heard this, she immediately became a little unhappy:
"Father is a liar. Mom likes Dad very much. Look, Dad, Mom has already stretched out her hand to hold Dad's hand."

As he spoke, he pointed to the bride's outstretched hand. Upon hearing this, Lin Qian's scalp felt numb. Turning around to look at the bride, it was indeed exactly as what Coco said. The bride had already stretched out her hand.

In less than a second, the bride's hand had already grabbed Lin Qian's, without even giving Lin Qian a chance to react. If it was just holding hands, it would be fine. After all, it was on the bus, and the bride had no choice. hands on.

But the bride actually leaned directly on Lin Qian's shoulder, Lin Qian's whole body was not well, looking at the slightly shaking red hijab, Lin Qian's eyes were deep.

"I'm afraid I'm going to die here today? This is still on the bus. If I get off the bus, won't I just feel cold?"

The moment the bride approached, Lin Qian felt that the ghost painting and ghost blood in his body were being pulled. It might be because of being on the bus. This feeling is very slight, and if you don't feel it carefully, you won't be able to find it.

Ke Ke looked at the approaching bride with a smile on her face. She stood up from Lin Qian's arms and threw herself into the bride's arms. Lin Qian saw Ke Ke rushing towards her, but she didn't stop her, and she couldn't stop her either.

Yang Jian, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at Lin Qian's appearance at this moment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. If he didn't know what was going on, he would have thought it was a family of three at first glance.

"Lin Qian, what's the situation, is there any way?"

Lin Qian looked at Ke Ke, who was hugging the bride's neck, with a red light in his eyes, and looked up at Yang Jian:

"The situation is not good. If we don't want to get away from the bride, once the bus turns off, we will all die!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's pupils suddenly shrank:
"Will the bus turn off on this trip?"

Yang Jian is not an idiot, he knows what the shutting down of the bus means. Once the bus is turned off, Lin Qian will die first, and then everyone in the bus, except Ke Ke, will be killed by the bride.

When the old woman heard the news, her face changed a little:

"Boy, at what stop will the bus stop?"

The old lady would not doubt whether what Lin Qian said was true or false. This young man had made a deal with the ghost cabinet. It is normal to know when the bus turns off. Even if it was not through the ghost cabinet, it might be through the young man named Yang Jian understood.

She knew that Yang Jian was wearing human skin paper, and she knew it well.

Lin Qian looked out the window, felt the changes in her body, and her mood was solemn:

"Four stops, up to four stops. This is still the case when there are no ghosts blocking the bus. If there is a ghost blocking the bus, the bus will immediately turn off."

As Lin Qian told the exact time, Yang Jian's face changed unsteadily, but the old woman's expression regained some composure:
"Four stops? That's enough. I'll get off at most two stops..."

Lin Qian: "..."

Yang Jian: "..."

Lin Qian and Yang Jian looked at the old woman together, but the old woman didn't care at all:
"Hey, young man, let you young people solve the problems of you young people. The old lady is old, and she really can't stand the trouble."

"Mother-in-law, you can't say that. You people of the older generation should help us juniors who are not up to date, otherwise it will be very difficult for us juniors."

Yang Jian looked at the old woman and said with a bit of toothache.

Lin Qian looked at the old woman, her eyes flickered a little, she gritted her teeth and said to the old woman:
"Grandmother, as long as you help us get through this death today, I can guarantee that when you die, Yang Jian and I will personally help you with the funeral affairs, and we will never let your ghosts cause harm to the world."

When the old lady heard this, she suddenly fell silent, and turned to look at Lin Qian with thoughtful eyes. After a long silence, the old lady spoke:
"Boy, you're good, but are you sure you can do it?"

Lin Qian nodded, very confident:
"I can't deal with the bride, it's just because I control ghost painting, I think I can handle your funeral..."

Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian, and when he heard what Lin Qian said just now, his eyes flickered. Lin Qian said that he was going with him to help the old woman with her funeral. Although he was not sure what Lin Qian meant, he knew that it was not now. When dismantling.

The old woman looked at Lin Qian and nodded slightly:
"Young man, the old lady promised you that when the next stop is reached, the mother-in-law will help you block the bride for 3 minutes, so that she cannot get off the bus, which is the time when the bus stops. If you do not break away from the bride's hand at this time, Then you're damned."

Lin Qian looked at the old woman, nodded and said solemnly:
"Don't worry about this, I have my own way."

And Zhang Hao, who was sitting behind Lin Qian, was at a loss when he heard what they said. Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, he cleverly captured some information from Lin Qian's words, and it seemed that it would not take long There will be problems with the bus, and it will be dangerous.

Looking at Lin Qian and the bride leaning against Lin Qian, and Ke Ke who was hugging the bride's neck, Zhang Hao swallowed and gritted his teeth:

"We'll see how they do it later. As long as they get off the car, I will get off the car. These people named Lin Qian and Yang Jian must not be ordinary people, otherwise they wouldn't know so much."

Zhang Hao made up his mind, as long as he saw Lin Qian in action, he would follow. He knew that if he wanted to survive today, he had to follow them, otherwise he would not know how to die.

Just like his few friends, he didn't even have the chance to run back to the bus, and died inexplicably. If he didn't react quickly and run quickly, he might have to accompany them.

Seeing that the old lady agreed, Lin Qian looked at Ke Ke who was pulling the bride's hijab, and the corners of her eyes twitched twice. Feeling the condition of her body, she said to Ke Ke:

"Ke Ke, don't pull mom's hijab, and get out of the car with dad later, mom still has some things to do, dad will take you to play with mom later, okay?"

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Ke Ke was a little disappointed, looked at her mother, a little bit reluctant, hugged the bride's neck, Ke Ke rubbed the bride's face with her small face, and returned to Lin Qian from the bride's arms:

"Mom, when Dad is free, Keke will come to see you."

While talking and waving her little hands, Lin Qian looked at all this without making a sound, her eyes were lowered, looking at the lifted hijab, Lin Qian clearly saw the beautiful appearance of the bride, as well as the empty and dead eyes. .

Looking at all this, Yang Jian looked very solemn, took out a small golden bag from his pocket, took out the ghost rope inside, hung it on his waist, and was ready to follow Lin Qian to get off the car at any time.

The old lady looked at the ghost rope that Yang Jian took out, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, she looked at it a little longer, and stopped paying attention.

Seeing the bride holding her hand, Lin Qian felt a little headache, looked at the scenery outside the window, and roughly estimated the time of the bus stop:
"10 minutes to 10 minutes, the moment the bus stopped, I had to break free from the bride's hand."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian glanced to the back row, where there were still two people sleeping with hats covering their faces, looking at these two people, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes:

"Xu Feng and Lin Bei, I don't know if there is anything special about them, but there shouldn't be any. According to the description in the original book, these two people are a little special like the ghosts controlled by Lin Bei."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian turned his eyes back, instead of calling their attention, he looked at Yang Jian, thought for a while and said to Yang Jian:

"Yang Jian, check the work box in the driver's seat, if there is a photo, if there is, please show it to me."

When Yang Jian heard this, he was a little puzzled, but he did as he did. He lowered his head and rummaged through the toolbox for a while, and finally found a photo from it.

Looking at this photo, Yang Jian was even more puzzled. The photo was of Lin Qian himself, and Lin Qian was the only one on it.

"Lin Qian, did you post this photo?"

Lin Qian looked at the photo in Yang Jian's hand, a look of joy flashed in his eyes, and nodded:

"Well, it was released when I took the bus for the first time. Give it to me first, I will be useful."

Hearing what Lin Qian said, Yang Jian didn't ask anything, so he got off the driver's seat, walked up to Lin Qian, handed the photo to Lin Qian, and looked at the bride leaning on Lin Qian's shoulder.

Yang Jian's eyelids twitched:

"Lin Qian, do you think this bride has taken a fancy to you? Otherwise, why is she always chasing you?"

Lin Qian took the photo and glanced at Yang Jian:
"Yang Jian, that's not what you do to gloat, be careful and I'll let you attend a wedding in the future..."

Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian's smiling face, the corners of his mouth twitched, he turned around and returned to the driving seat without saying anything.

Looking at Yang Jian who left, Lin Qian didn't care, picked up the photo, and felt the supernatural degree of the photo:

"It's still a bit short, and something needs to be made up."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian's eyes turned slightly, so that Ke Ke could hold the photo, and gently swipe across the photo with his only movable hand, and a drop of blood appeared on the photo, which was ghost blood.

The moment the ghost blood appeared on the photo, the photo immediately began to change, the ghost blood seeped into the photo, and a blood-red photo appeared in Coco's hand.

After taking the photo from Ke Ke, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes, felt the supernatural strength of the photo at the moment, and frowned:

"It's still not enough."

Looking at the blood-red photo in his hand, Lin Qian turned to look at the old woman, and asked directly:
"Grandma, can you give me a surrogate doll?"

Looking at the photo in Lin Qian's hand, the old woman's cloudy eyes flickered for a moment. She took a deep look at Lin Qian and said nothing. She took out a worn-out doll from the basket she carried and handed it to Lin Qian. thousand.

Lin Qian looked at the nailed doll, reached out to take it, thanked her without hesitation, and wrapped the photo directly on the dead doll's body.

The moment the photo was wrapped, the dead doll began to tremble. Upon realizing this situation, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed, a flash of joy flashed across her eyes, and she stretched out her hand to hold the doll:

"It's done!"

(End of this chapter)