Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 191 The Plan Begins

Seeing Lin Qian's livid face, Yang Jian didn't take it seriously, and patted Lin Qian's shoulder with a comforting look:

"Brother, it's okay. It's not shameful to be afraid of your wife. If it were me, I would be afraid too, so it's not shameful. Don't worry, I won't look down on you..."

Lin Qian shook Yang Jian's hand away, the corners of her eyes twitched:

"Yang Jian, you are enough, return your wife, do you want it? I give it to you?"

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"Forget it, I think I'm fine now, and I'm happy being single..."

Lin Qian suddenly became too lazy to talk to this guy, and turned to look at Ke Ke, feeling a little helpless:

"In short, don't let Ke Ke call her mother, the horror of the tricky bride is not something we can accept now..."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian nodded, put away his joking mentality, and looked very dignified. He knew very well the horror of the cunning bride. From the first time Lin Qian met the cunning bride, he knew it very well. up:

"Well, I'll keep an eye on Coco."

Lin Qian nodded, raised her head and stared at the stage not far away, her eyes flickering:
"Yang Jian, hold those ghosts back. Don't let those ghosts come to my side. It's better to take those ghosts away. The ability of the seven ghost candles on my side to attract ghosts may be a bit exaggerated."

"If it's just a few ghosts running over, I can take out my hands to deal with them. If there are too many, it's hard to say. Don't let the boat capsize in the gutter, then everything will be over."

Yang Jian looked at the stage not far away with a solemn expression:
"I will try my best to take those ghosts as far away as possible, but you have to hurry up. I won't last long here. I only have two white ghost candles on me, and one of them was given by the headquarters last time."

"Even if there are enough ghost candles, there is no guarantee that there will be any accidents. No one can tell the strangeness of the ghosts, so you have to be quick!"

"Well, on my side, after you have attracted all the ghosts away, I will start to arrange. If everything goes well, it won't take long." Lin Qian nodded and said.

"I hope there will be no accidents." Yang Jian said.

Suddenly the atmosphere became a little weird, Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian with a strange gaze, he always felt that this sentence was very familiar, someone seemed to say it often...

Feeling Daolin Qian's weird gaze, Yang Jian was a little puzzled:
"What's wrong? Did you forget something?"

"Oh...it's nothing, I just feel that what you said just now is somewhat familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere before." Lin Qian replied casually.

Yang Jian was speechless, but he didn't care too much. He glanced around, as if thinking of something, and asked Lin Qian:

"By the way, do you have the items mentioned on the human skin paper? I still have the candle paper money here. If I don't have the rest, I have nothing to do."

Hearing Yang Jian's question, Lin Qian nodded and said:

"Basically everything is there, don't worry, I still have some joss stick paper money here, ghost candles are enough, and I basically have all the odds and ends."

"Well, this is the best way, don't be short of something, then the joke will be big." Yang Jian said.

Lin Qian smiled and looked up at the sky. Through the ghost domain, he could see the sun hanging high, as bright as silk, and it was noon.

"It's getting late, we have to start..."

After collecting all the starving ghosts, Lin Qian called Ke Ke over, rubbed Ke Ke's head, with a smile on his face:
"Ke Ke, you will follow your Uncle Yang Jian later, do whatever he tells you to do, remember to be obedient, Dad has to deal with some things, and when he is done, Dad will come to you."

Ke Ke, who was carrying a red lantern, looked up at Lin Qian. Although she was a little bit reluctant, she still nodded. She knew that her father had important things to do:

"Well, Keke is obedient, Dad remember to come to Keke early."

Lin Qian nodded, rubbing Ke Ke's head, with a smile on his face:

"Well, Keke is so cute."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qian looked up at Yang Jian:

"I'll go first. After I lure the old man away, you can start. I'll leave it to you."

Yang Jian nodded and didn't say anything. At this time, nothing will work, just do things honestly.

Lin Qian smiled, the smile on his face was a little weird, he looked down at Xiong Wenwen who was hiding behind Yang Jian and said:
"Little boy, do your best. When this incident is over, I won't pay attention to the ghosts on you. You must seize this opportunity."

Xiong Wenwen looked at Lin Qian with a pale face, and his eyes lit up when he heard Lin Qian say this:
"You, are you serious? Don't lie to children?"

"Ha ha……"

Ignoring Xiong Wenwen, Lin Qian turned around and walked towards the outside of the building, stepped out, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant:

"Planning begins!"

Yang Jian stood by the tall building and looked at Lin Qian who appeared at the entrance of the Chengxi Drama Academy. The lantern in his hand was shining red, and a ghost eye on his forehead was slowly turning.

After Lin Qian entered Chengxi Academy of Drama, Yang Jian's eyes were deep:

"Xiong Wenwen, just follow me later, do whatever I tell you to do, your task this time is not easy..."

Seeing Yang Jian's frightening appearance, he knew that this plan would be terrifying. The conversation between Lin Qian and Yang Jian just now did not avoid him, so he knew exactly what the two wanted to do. Xiong Wenwen swallowed, He stammered and said:

"Okay...Okay, I will listen to you. Whatever you say is what you say."

Yang Jian nodded and didn't speak, now wait, wait for Lin Qian to get the hatred, as long as he succeeds, he will start planning immediately.

Inside the Chengxi Drama Academy, Lin Qian walked away with a blank expression, not paying attention to those ordinary people dancing with the wind, the moment he stepped into the Drama Academy.

The old man who was sitting motionless on the stage suddenly seemed to feel something, slowly stood up from the chair, and walked towards the stage with stiff steps.

Lin Qian stared at the old man who came down from the stage, and frowned:

"It's really persistent. Didn't it just take some things from you, and as soon as you see me, you come at me?"

Lin Qian walked towards the other side of the Drama Academy, he didn't choose to confront the old man head-on now, and talked after Yang Jian lured all the ghosts away.

At this moment, five or six ghosts were still performing on the stage, while under the stage, hundreds of ghosts carrying lanterns were sitting upright on the red stools to listen to the opera.

Lin Qian looked at all this and didn't care. From the painting in his pocket, he took out a black and red flower mask and put it on his face. The moment the mask touched his face, Lin Qian only felt a slight coolness. Nothing else happened outside.

On the top of the tall building, Yang Jian's eyes flickered when he noticed that the ghost on the stage had followed Lin Qian away, and he knew that the plan had officially started.

The ghost eyes on the forehead flashed red light, and a flash of red light flashed. Yang Jian, Xiong Wenwen, and Ke Ke disappeared in place in an instant, and when they appeared, they were already at the west gate of Chengxi Drama Academy.

"Xiong Wenwen, after I light the ghost candle, you follow Keke and this is in front of me, remember not to look back."

Yang Jian ordered Xiong Wenwen with a solemn face, and then said to Ke Ke:
"Ke Ke, look at Xiong Wenwen later, he is weak, don't accidentally let him die."

Coco nodded, with an expression that I have no problem:

"Well, well, don't worry, I will protect him."

Yang Jian nodded, didn't say anything, walked directly into Chengxi Academy of Drama, stepped into the door, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, and didn't go any further.

Pass a red ghost candle to Xiong Wenwen:
"Hold it, and light it yourself if you feel it is dangerous. After lighting it, run to the front quickly, so as not to affect the burning of the white ghost candle."

Xiong Wenwen took the scarlet ghost candle, a faint smell of corpse loomed in the ghost candle:
"Okay, okay...I see."

Ignoring Xiong Wenwen, Yang Jian took out a gold lighter, looked up at the scene off the stage, and swallowed, the amount was indeed too much.

However, with Lin Qian's protection, plus the ability to use Huangquan, and Ke Ke beside him, he basically didn't panic.

He took out a white ghost candle, hesitated for a while, and lit it directly. Suddenly, a chill filled the air, and the pale candlelight enveloped the three of them.

At the moment when the ghost candle was lit, five or six phantoms who were singing on the stage stopped their movements one after another, and looked at the east gate in unison. In less than a moment of breathing, five or six phantoms went straight Walking towards Yang Jian and the others.

Not only these five or six ghosts, but also hundreds of ghosts carrying lanterns under the stage suddenly stood up and walked towards the east gate.

A grand and weird night tour of the ghosts begins...

Looking at this scene, Yang Jian felt his scalp go numb, and without a word, he turned his head and left with the ghost candle:

"MD, this posture..."

Xiong Wenwen's face was pale at this moment, and he followed Ke Ke closely. The red light of the lantern enveloped the two of them, and the hand holding the ghost candle was covered with sweat.

Ke Ke looked curious, bouncing and walking in the front, and looked back at the ghosts following them from time to time.

Yang Jian looked at Ke Ke's heartless appearance, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Sure enough, someone who can be Lin Qianhe's daughter-in-law is not a normal person.

Holding the ghost candle in his left hand and the lantern in his right, the ghost eyes on his forehead are twitching restlessly, all the ghost eyes on his body have already appeared, and the ghost eye on the back of his head is staring at the person behind him. Hundreds of ghosts...

A hundred ghosts travel at night, and strangers avoid them.

In this way, Yang Jian walked through hundreds of ordinary people who were singing operas, and walked towards the edge of Dajiang City. From here to the suburbs, across Dajiang City, only this road is the longest and the least crowded...

In the Academy of Drama, Lin Qian recovered his twisted body expressionlessly, not caring about the instant decay of his body. After seeing the old man suddenly appearing and recovering his stiffness instantly, a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Qian's mouth.

Looking in the direction of the stage, he found that all the ghosts were walking in the direction of the east gate, and immediately he knew that it was Yang Jian who had started to act.

"The efficiency is good, and this kind of teammate is called a teammate."

After recovering himself, Lin Qian showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and led the old man around the Academy of Drama before returning to the stage.

After seeing that all the ghosts had left the Drama Academy, and they were far away from the Drama Academy, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and stared at the old man who was slowly walking not far away.

Taking out a painting from his pocket, a coffin suddenly appeared on the stage, opened the coffin, Lin Qian quickly took out seven white ghost candles, and lit them.

The moment the seven ghost candles were lit, an extremely huge candle light filled the stage, and the coldness spread. Seeing all this, Lin Qian frowned, and turned to look outside the Academy of Drama.

"Fortunately, the distance is far enough. Fortunately, I took the old man around. Otherwise, with the burning of the seven ghost candles, Yang Jian might have attracted loneliness."

Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at the old man who was walking step by step, took out the candle paper money from the painting, and placed it in front of the coffin.

Even for the sake of effect, Lin Qian took out a bowl of down-to-earth rice and placed it in front of the coffin. After doing all this, Lin Qian's body was instantly twisted into twists by a force majeure.

A touch of green and red flickered, and the body instantly returned to its original state. Lin Qian looked at the old man walking slowly, took out a black oil-paper umbrella from the painting, and opened it directly.

Infinite restart, according to the method on the human skin paper, he is currently restarting.

Sure enough, the human skin paper did not lie. After restarting uninterruptedly, the old man stopped walking towards him, but was attracted by the seven ghost candles. Although the old man's attacks never stopped, this is not important anymore .

As long as the old man walks towards the coffin, it will be the best result. Lin Qian is holding a black oil-paper umbrella. There is something in this oil-paper umbrella that will kill the person who opened the umbrella, but this is of no use to Lin Qian. He is not human. It's a ghost...

He took out three paintings from his pocket, containing grave soil, ghost chains, and a just-painted portrait of an old man.

Under the dark sky, blue and red and darkness intertwined in the sky above, and the ghost in a big black and blue costume was walking towards the big red coffin step by step.

In the coffin, seven white candles were burning slowly. The candlelight was flickering, cold and eerie. In front of the coffin, there were three injections of incense, and two sticks of white wax were quietly inserted on the stage. There is also a bundle of old yellow paper lying around.

Holding a black oil-paper umbrella, wearing a black-red mask, and wearing a blood-red gown with a shroud inside, Lin Qian, with red pupils shining, stared closely at the old man's every move.

Lin Qian didn't care about the continuous twisting and recovery of the body, the surroundings were filled with coldness, and the weird voice was sharp and piercing.

But suddenly, a strange feeling rose from his heart, Lin Qian frowned, turned his head to look in one direction, and muttered to himself:

"Is this the Sly Bride? Someone is trying to deal with the Sly Bride?"

"Heh... There are quite a few people who are not afraid of death. Even the tricky bride dares to touch it. I don't know who it is, who has such courage..."

Shaking his head, he didn't think about it, turned his head and continued to stare at the old man, he didn't care about the collision between those people and the Sly Bride, if they really dealt with the Sly Bride, that would be a good thing.

But this is obviously impossible, he can't bear the horror of the tricky bride now, let alone others...

As the old man got closer and closer, Lin Qian was twisted more and more seriously, and sometimes even twisted into a thread, but all of these recovered in less than a breath.

Infinite reboots are no joke...

　When you read this sentence, believe me, it has been a month since I stopped...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)