Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 182

In the dim room, Lin Qian looked at the terrified expressions of the two, and frowned. He felt the letter he had just eaten, and his face turned cold. He knew the purpose of the letter, and it came to suppress him.

In other words, this letter is to suppress him together with the big red coffin and the coffin nails.

Seeing that the two were still leaning against the wall motionless, without saying a word, Lin Qian's eyes flashed with anger:
"Give you five seconds to tell your background, forget it, I am suddenly not interested in your background, I will find out by myself when I have time."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qian walked directly towards the door, not intending to pay attention to their intentions, but after hearing Lin Qian's words, the Yin Yi youth and Cheng Yu finally realized that this was a person, not a ghost.

But after knowing that this is a person, they are even more frightened, cannibalism?Thinking of the arm that was swallowed by the young man just now, the pupils of the Yin Yi youth and Cheng Yu shrank sharply, and subconsciously stepped back.

But there was a wall behind them, so where else could they retreat to? At this moment, when they saw the young man move, they couldn't help feeling tense, fearing that this guy was planning to come over and eat them.

But when they found that the young man was not walking towards them, but towards the door of the room, they breathed a sigh of relief:

"Is this going to leave? Leave us alone?"

"That's fine, this kind of horror is better to leave quickly. If the arm is gone, it will be gone. At least the life is still alive."

The shadowy young man glanced at the arm that was gone in a single encounter, looked at Lin Qian who was walking towards the room, bit it, and thought in his heart.

But before he could rest assured, pairs of gleaming scarlet eyes appeared around him, starving ghosts walked towards the shadowy youth, their fangs slightly exposed.

The moment the young man Yin Yi and Cheng Yu saw this scene, their pupils instantly shrank to needlepoints, and then a few screams appeared in the room, followed by the sound of chewing teeth.

Lin Qian didn't take a look the whole time, why not kill the two people who wanted to mess with him?Do you really think he is a good person?

Stepping up to the door of the room, he kicked it open, and the vermilion door was instantly torn apart, and sawdust flew everywhere.

Stepping up into the room, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and stopped walking, staring at the altar, hesitant to eat the ghost on the altar. .

But after hesitating for a while, Lin Qian gave up this idea. The ghost on the altar gave him a strange feeling. It didn't feel like it existed in reality, but more like it was in another world. A very illusory feeling, similar to a curse.

It's not that he can't eat curse-type ghosts, but it's troublesome to eat this type of ghosts. This kind of ghosts are no longer based on whether the starving ghosts are scary enough, but whether they can find the source. Looking for this type of ghosts The source of it is extremely troublesome, and he doesn't want to waste time now.

He is full of anger now, and he needs to find someone to vent his anger.

Withdrawing his eyes from the altar, Lin Qian looked at the furnishings in this room. On the box was a dumpling, an umbrella was placed upright in the corner, and five or six pairs of painted masks were placed on the shelf. There is also a piece of chess underneath, and the chess pieces have been placed on the chessboard.

Looking at all this, Lin Qian grinned, walked to the corner, picked up the black oil-paper umbrella, stuffed it into the painting, then went to the shelf, and took all the masks off the shelf. All stuffed into the picture.

Then, Lin Qian directly reached out to pick up the old man sitting on the chessboard, opened his mouth and swallowed it without any pressure, hiccupped, and Lin Qian put the chessboard away.

Turning his head to look at the boxes with the old rice, feeling the coldness above, Lin Qian squinted his eyes, a pool of blood appeared from under his feet, and then spread.

In less than a while, the ghost blood flooded all the boxes full of toutou rice, and a surprising thing happened. up.

Lin Qian looked at the fallen rice floating on the ghost blood, frowned, and walked over to pick up the rice. The moment he picked it up, Lin Qian felt a suppressing force, which was not small. But not as strong as ghost blood.

Lin Qian's eyes flickered as he turned the toutou rice in his hand, and a very good idea came to his mind, so Lin Qian put all these toutou rice, a total of 35 bowls, in front of the altar, as if It's a tribute...

When he put these downfalls in front of the altar, Lin Qian could clearly feel that more than half of the sense of danger that the altar gave him had disappeared. He smiled and said:
"you are welcome."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and put all the 35 boxes into the painting. Looking at the harvest in the painting, Lin Qian's anxiety disappeared a lot:
"These things should be able to make up for the loss."

Putting away the painting, Lin Qian looked at the costume that had been stained red by his own ghost blood, and his eyes were a little gloomy. He could sleep in the coffin once this time, but he still had to thank this costume, if not He directly suppressed him for a second, and it was impossible for him to be swallowed by the red coffin, let alone nailed by his own coffin.

This time he lost a coffin nail. Although he ate the coffin nail, Lin Qian felt that if it was gone, it would be gone. This is an indisputable fact.

Although this allows the starved ghost to restart infinitely, and will not be afraid of the coffin nail in the future, but this is not what Lin Qian wants to see now, losing a coffin nail forever, just for a person who can reach the goal sooner or later as long as he eats ghosts. Ability?

This is simply a blood loss, Lin Qian's eyes flashed with hostility, and he gritted his teeth:
"Zhuo, when I dismantle this troupe and find out that old thing who cheated on me behind my back, I won't be able to kill him."

Lin Qian is now very sure that the only people who dare to do this and have such means are those old people who are still alive. Other than that, Lin Qian can't think of any other people who can do this kind of thing.

Walking out of the room, the ghost blood surged back into Lin Qian's body.

And just as Lin Qian was walking towards the outside of the room, his satellite positioning mobile phone rang suddenly. Lin Qian's footsteps froze slightly, his brows frowned, and then he calmed down, took out the satellite positioning mobile phone, and the operator Yang Xin.

"I'm Lin Qian."

"I'm Yang Xin, great, Lin Qianni is fine."

On the other end of the phone, Yang Xin's soft voice rang in Lin Qian's ear, which made Lin Qian a little unaccustomed:

"Well, it's okay, are you okay?"

"Huh? Me, I'm fine."

"Well...it's okay, what do you want me for?"

Yang Xin was stunned for a while, and immediately realized that what Lin Qian said was fine was not what she thought:
"That, no, I, I have something to do!"

Lin Qian frowned slightly, the woman's mind seemed to be a little out of order:

"what's up?"

Hearing Lin Qian's inquiry, Yang Xin quickly said the matter:
"Well, the head of the headquarters asked to communicate with you. Can you see this?" Yang Xin asked cautiously.

When Lin Qian heard this, his eyes flickered, and after thinking for a moment, he agreed to the request:
"Okay, cut off my communication."

Seeing Lin Qian agreeing, Yang Xin was overjoyed and said quickly:
"Okay, okay, I'll help you get it right away, just wait for a while, it will be ready in a while!"

When Lin Qian heard Yang Xin's words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he hung the satellite positioning mobile phone on the costume, or the chest of the gown. Anyway, to Lin Qian, it was a gown, and it was a gown similar to a doctor's uniform. If it wasn't for the different colors, others would think he was a doctor when he wore it.

After hanging up the satellite positioning mobile phone, Lin Qian walked towards the door of the room. When he came to the door of the room, he kicked it cleanly, the vermilion wooden door was torn apart, and sawdust flew across.

Lin Qian walked out of the door with a blank expression on his face, came to the aisle, and walked towards a phantom in a costume with a painted face.

Seeing the phantom coming from Shanshan, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes, walked over, and picked it up, but just the next moment, Lin Qian threw it flying, and the phantom fell to the wall up, unscathed.

Lin Qian, on the other hand, had a gloomy expression, and pulled out a phantom from his abdomen. Seeing the phantom being carried by him with a dead body, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes:
"The medium of the curse type is a bit hard to guard against."

Thinking about it this way, Lin Qian directly stuffed the phantom that had been pulled out of his body into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp, his stomach instantly swelled up to the size of an adult, but it only took one breath in the past. Restored to the previous appearance, digested.

Feeling the new supernatural power in his body, a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Qian's mouth:
"Sure enough, even if it's a curse, if I find the source, I will still eat it."

Seeing the phantom standing up again, Lin Qian cast his gaze to the top of the prankster's head, where there was a red umbrella sticking in the puppet's coiled hair.

The puppet got up from the ground, stared straight at Lin Qian, and walked towards him. Being stared at by the puppet like this, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes. He felt the curse, but because he ate the After a ghost, he also possessed a part of this curse, which happened to be immune to the attack of this ghost.

Seeing the phantom coming, Lin Qian's pupils flickered, walked over, grabbed it by the neck, and pulled out the red umbrella bone from the phantom's hair, and the coldness surrounded the red umbrella bone, Lin Qian looked at it carefully After a while, I laughed:

"It's exactly the same, it's a puzzle."

Putting away the umbrella ribs, Lin Qian looked at the opera ghost who was strangled by him, thought for a while, and took off the opera costume on the opera ghost. This thing is also a ghost, but it is useless. He has already worn two clothes on his body. There are only one ghost clothes, and there is no point in having more.

Putting the costume into the painting, Lin Qian ate the ghost in white clothes in one gulp. His stomach was still slightly swollen, and then he recovered. Feeling the increased supernatural power, Lin Qian shook his head:
"If you eat too much, that's it. It's meaningless. It's useless except to add a little terror."

To be honest, after eating a phantom and digesting it, and getting one or two rules of killing, there is no point in eating it, so Lin Qian is a little disgusted. In fact, the main reason is that the ghost has no taste and is not very tasty... …

After the ghost was dealt with, Lin Qian continued to walk out of the aisle. He had only one idea today, to tear down the place, and to eat as much as there were ghosts. Sure enough, when he encountered a ghost that was too scary, he couldn’t eat it. Just lock it up and eat later.

And at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the satellite positioning mobile phone hanging on his chest:
"Lin Qian, I'm Yang Xin. I've connected you to the head of the headquarters. You can contact him now."

"Oh~ is that so, I see."

At the same time, in the conference room of the headquarters, a group of high-level executives stared intently at the communication displayed on the screen. After the communication was connected, the minister winked at Zhao Jianguo and asked him to talk to Lin Qianxian. After all, he was in charge of this area. Yes, he is quite familiar with Lin Qian.

Zhao Jianguo looked at the minister's eyes and signaled, his face twitched, a little helpless, but there was nothing he could do. He could only do what he did.

After the communication stabilized, a somewhat cold voice sounded in the conference room:
"I'm Lin Qian."

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhao Jianguo cleared his throat and said:
"Ahem, this is the headquarters, I'm Zhao Jianguo."

Lin Qian, who was helping a phantom pick up clothes at the moment, frowned when he heard Zhao Jianguo's voice:
"Zhao Jianguo? Didn't you mean the minister? Why is it Zhao Jianguo? Has he been promoted?"

Lin Qian was thinking wildly in her heart, but her mouth was idle:

"Oh, Captain Zhao, what's the matter? Is your voice bad?"

"Forehead……"

Zhao Jianguo was silent, feeling a little toothache:
"Uh, Lin Qian, how's the situation over there?"

Zhao Jianguo selectively avoided this topic. After hearing this, Lin Qian looked at the ghost in his hand, thought for a while and said:
"It's okay for now."

Hearing that Lin Qian said it was okay, Zhao Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at the minister, and asked if he wanted you to come.

After hearing what Lin Qian said was okay, the minister took Zhao Jianguo's communication with a sigh of relief:

"Hello, Lin Qian, I am the head of the headquarters."

Lin Qian, who was swallowing the ghost in one gulp, narrowed his eyes when he heard that it was the minister:

"Oh, it's the minister, what's the matter?"

"Lin Qian, do you know the current situation in Dajiang City?"

Lin Qian frowned. Hearing what the minister said, he seemed to have thought of something:
"What's going on in Dajiang City now?"

Seeing that Lin Qian didn't know, the minister's face twitched. Didn't this guy say he was dealing with a ghost show?Why don't they even know what's wrong with Dajiang City?
The minister was a little silent, and he continued after a while, telling Lin Qian some basic information about Dajiang City:
"What's your situation over there now? Can it be resolved? Do you need support from the headquarters?"

After Lin Qian learned about the general situation of Dajiang City, he already knew what was going on in his heart, but when he knew it, Lin Qian was even more hostile because he thought of a bad thing:

"That old thing, shouldn't be dead."

After knowing the current situation in Dajiang City, this was the first thought that popped up in Lin Qian's mind, and according to Lin Qian's speculation, this thought might be true.

Only in this way can it be explained why ghost shows invaded reality. According to those old-fashioned rules and personalities, they would not allow the supernatural land they controlled to get out of control.

Unless they were dead and did not leave behind, thinking of the coffin he climbed out of, Lin Qian's eyes turned cold:
"Old man, in order to plot against me, he didn't even want his backhand, damn it! You really deserve to die!"

In the conference room, the minister heard no sound, and the phone was silent, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled:
"Lin Qian? Still there?"

Hearing the minister's voice, Lin Qian squinted his eyes, remembering the question the minister asked just now:
"The solution can be solved. As for the support, forget it, come to give away the head? If this is the case, it is better to let me eat the ghosts on them, so as not to let them die and harm Dajiang City, and then I have to clean it up. "

Hearing Lin Qian's answer, the faces of everyone in the meeting room changed, and the minister's expression froze even more. Zhao Jianguo and Cao Yanhua covered their faces with an expression that I knew.

Li Jun has a calm face, but if you look closely, you can clearly see the twitching corners of Li Jun's eyes, which shows that he is speechless.

As for Wang Xiaoming, he took off his glasses, wiped them, and then put them back on.

(End of this chapter)