Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 193 Resurrection
boom, boom, boom

The strange and clear knocking sound kept ringing in the city, Yang Jian frowned, staring at the ghosts outside the ghost domain, his eyes were full of vigilance.

"I didn't move, was it suppressed by the knocking sound? Or what reason?"

The ghosts at this moment are very strange, they all froze in place, motionless, the opera sound that originally reverberated in the city disappeared when the knocking sound appeared, and the whole city seemed to become even weirder...

Bang bang bang, the sound continued, a kind of fear was spreading, but at the next moment, the knocking sound stopped abruptly, without any warning, inexplicable, and at this moment, those ghosts moved...

The lanterns began to flicker and light up again one after another...

Yang Jian's pupils shrank, looking at the constantly flickering lantern in his hand, his brows furrowed deeper, and he didn't feel at all relaxed because of the recovery of the lantern.

"The knocking sound is gone, and the ghost has recovered..."

A sense of crisis rose in Yang Jian's heart. There were too many ghosts here, and the ghost eyes on his forehead shone with red light, which was strange and hideous.

"What's going on with Lin Qian, has it been resolved?"

Yang Jian looked at the ghost candle in his hand, hesitating whether to light it or not, the ghosts outside had already started to walk towards Chengxi Academy of Drama.

Looking at those ghosts, Yang Jian frowned, hesitated for a while, thought about it, and decided to light the ghost candles to continue attracting ghosts. He didn't know what was going on with Lin Qian. step.

As a result, the plan failed because of these ghosts, so today he was busy in vain.

To be on the safe side, it is better to continue to attract the ghosts. The current situation is very complicated. Before Lin Qian comes over, it is better not to let these ghosts leave.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian didn't hesitate, and directly lit the ghost candles, but just as Yang Jian was about to light the ghost candles, starving ghosts with dark red pupils suddenly appeared on the dark street, facing those who were holding the lanterns. Li Gui walked away.

When he saw these starving ghosts, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief:

"It seems that Lin Qian solved it..."

In this case, there is no need to light the ghost candles. It would be no fun to attract the ghosts. Putting away the ghost candles, Yang Jian looked at the starving ghosts, looked up and swept around, and looked at Lin Qian. Where.

But it is said that on the roof of a building, a young man is sitting on the edge, looking down at the scene on the street, wearing a black and red flower mask on his face, revealing a strange and ominous look.

A blood-red costume fluttered slightly, sometimes torn and sometimes restored, and sitting in the arms of the young man was a bride wearing a bright red wedding dress.

A pair of bare hands as white as jade tightly wrapped around the young man's neck, the fluttering red hijab gently brushed over the young man's face, and a red wedding dress spread out in the young man's arms.

A pair of white jade feet were exposed from under the wedding dress, covered by the youth's blood-red costume.

Lin Qian lowered his head and looked down at the building, not caring about the torn costume and shroud on his body, let alone the bride sitting in his arms, just quietly watching the movements of the starving ghost below.

The crimson pupils were full of gloom, and he reached out and took off the painted mask on his face, and threw it to Yang Jian who just came to the top of the building:

"This is for you, it is of some use to you, if you don't need to give it to others, it's okay."

A flash of red light flashed, and Yang Jian, who had just appeared, took over the thrown mask with flickering eyes, felt the coldness on it, frowned, and put the mask away without saying anything.

Looking at Lin Qian who was sitting by the side of the building, and the bride who was sitting in Lin Qian's arms and hugging his neck, Yang Jian's expression was a little strange, feeling the coldness on Lin Qian's body, and he didn't move forward immediately.

Lin Qian was very strange at this moment, the costumes and shrouds on her body were torn apart from time to time, and the tearing sound was very ear-piercing, but these disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the costumes and shrouds recovered after a flash of blue and red. as is.

"Is this a reboot? It appears to be."

After observing Lin Qian for a while, Yang Jian confirmed his guess, and only restarting can restore the costume and shroud to their original state in an instant.

"What's going on with Lin Qian, why does he seem a little hopeless?"

Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian's current appearance suspiciously. Although he didn't know what happened to Lin Qian, he could feel Lin Qian's emotion of wanting to kill people until he could never love him.

But at this moment, when Ke Ke saw the bride who was already sitting in Lin Qian's arms, her eyes lit up immediately, and she threw herself on Lin Qian's back in a hurry, still yelling what her parents said.

After Ke Ke yelled this, Yang Jian could clearly see that Lin Qian was stiff...

Lin Qian turned his head and looked at Ke Ke who was rushing into his arms, his eyes were full of helplessness, and he didn't know what to say, so he was in a very bad mood now, extremely bad...

"Coco, be quiet, don't play with mother's hijab, put mother's hijab back..."

Lin Qian looked at Ke Ke, who would tear off the bride's hijab for fun as soon as she came up, feeling very helpless. She looked down at the bride's face, Lin Qian fell silent...

How should I put it, the bride's appearance is impeccable, beautiful, extremely beautiful, this is a kind of beauty that should not exist at all, although this is only a supernatural manifestation, but this can also be called a weird bride...

But, for some reason, he just couldn't like it, he was only jealous, the more beautiful the treacherous bride was, the more jealous he was...

Holding the red hijab, Ke Ke raised her head to look at Lin Qian, then at the cunning bride, and finally chose to obey Lin Qian's words, and put the red hijab back on the bride's head.

After seeing that Ke Ke was close to Lin Qian, Yang Jian walked up to Lin Qian and sat down at a distance of one person. Xiong Wenwen followed closely behind Yang Jian, not daring to breathe, let alone look at Lin Qian. The bride in his arms, that terrifying feeling, if he didn't know that Lin Qian was still a person, he would have run away long ago...

"Lin Qian, what's going on with you? Why did your wife show up? Could it be because of Ke Ke?"

"But I didn't see Ke Ke calling her mother over?"

He also saw the appearance of the Sly Bride just now. How should I say it?

He Yuelian, the person Lin Qian asked the headquarters to find, he had seen her photos, she was almost the same as the bride, as strangely beautiful.

Lin Qian turned to look at Yang Jian, took out the parchment from the painting with a blank expression and threw it over:
"Something went wrong. The bride's spiritual manifestation is almost becoming real, but it's not a big problem. It's just a spiritual manifestation, not the bride's body. There is no danger."

Reaching out to catch the human skin paper thrown by Lin Qian, he looked down and saw the familiar beginning:
"My name is Yang Jian. When you read this sentence, you will believe that I am already dead..."

Seeing this sentence on the human skin paper, Yang Jian's face turned dark immediately. Why did he say that he was dead when he got this damn thing into his hands?And Lin Qian is married?Is this discriminatory?

After putting away the human skin paper and hearing that there was nothing wrong with Lin Qian, he felt relieved. He looked down at the scene under the building, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned to look at Chengxi Academy of Drama:
"What's going on over there, has it been resolved?"

"Not yet, it's just that the scary ghost has been imprisoned, and the stage hasn't disappeared yet, but depending on the situation, it won't be long, no more than seven days, and the supernatural incident at Chengxi Academy of Drama will be resolved by itself." Lin Qianyao said. He shook his head and said.

"This arrangement didn't even deal with that ghost, isn't the level of horror a little outrageous?" Yang Jian said with a frown.

"Naturally, a ghost with a restart is inherently terrifying, and that old thing survived from the Republic of China. It's scary for such an old guy to survive until now."

The old man who survived from the period of the Republic of China, and is also the owner of a supernatural place, needless to say how terrifying it is, this kind of existence, if he hadn't died of old age, it would be difficult for others to kill him.

"Is it a legacy from the period of the Republic of China? No wonder it's so terrifying."

Yang Jian was stunned, but then he became a little puzzled:

"The legacy of the Republic of China, if this kind of existence exists, it shouldn't leave such a mess after death. Didn't they all prepare for their successors? How could this happen?"

Hearing Yang Jian's doubts, Lin Qian's face was gloomy, and he looked down at the ghosts caught by the starving ghosts and put them into the painting. He was silent for a while before answering the question:
"What you said is actually quite right. That old thing did prepare a second hand to deal with his ghost recovery, but I don't know how this old man thought of using his second hand on me."

"Not long after I went in, I just demolished a few wooden houses, and then I was locked in a coffin by that old thing, and nailed me to death in the coffin with one of my coffin nails."

"You can also see what happened later from the parchment. I ate a coffin nail, came out of the coffin, and then met that old thing..."

Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian, the corner of his mouth twitched, how many wooden houses were demolished?Do you believe what you say?

Yang Jianchen stared at the scene below, and suddenly fell silent, his pupils constricted:
"You ate a coffin nail? Can a starving ghost eat that stuff?"

I didn't pay attention to the details in Lin Qian's words just now, but now that I think about it, the corners of Yang Jian's eyes twitched even worse.

"As long as it is tainted with supernatural powers, starving ghosts can eat it, but it's just a matter of whether it's fast or slow and whether it's delicious..." Lin Qian said calmly.

Seeing Lin Qian's calm appearance, Yang Jian became even more silent, and suddenly felt a little distressed that the coffin was nailed, and that thing could be nailed to death!Just got eaten?
"Uh...you have a really good appetite..."

Until now, he can't say anything. After all, the coffin nails are not his, but Lin Qian's. It's none of his business how he wants to deal with it, although he still feels distressed...

Seeing Yang Jian's virtue, Lin Qian was speechless:
"Isn't it just a coffin nail? Why are you like this? If you want it, I can get you one in the future. It's not like there are only two of this thing..."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian's eyes froze, staring at Lin Qian firmly:

"Any other coffin nails? And from what you're saying, do you know where they are?"

Lin Qian rolled his eyes at Yang Jian, a little contemptuous:

"Is this thing very strange?"

"Uh... isn't it unusual?" Yang Jian said after a moment of silence.

"Heh, what's so strange, isn't it just a thing made with a few horrible ghosts, otherwise why do you think the starving ghost can eat it?"

Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian, a little confused, how did the coffin nails come from?Why do you feel something is wrong, this kind of thing is made of ghosts?
Thinking about what Lin Qian said, Yang Jian thought about it for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. After all, only ghosts can deal with ghosts. According to Lin Qian, why the coffin nails have such a terrifying suppression on ghosts can also be explained. up.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's eyes lit up, staring at Lin Qian:

"So easy to hear you say, do you know how to make coffin nails?"

Hearing this, Lin Qian was silent, and after a while he said:
"Uh...don't know."

Yang Jian: "..."

"I didn't know you said it so easily. I thought you knew." Yang Jian was speechless.

Seeing Yang Jian wanting to hit him, Lin Qian grinned and said disapprovingly:

"Although I don't know how to make coffin nails, I know where to make them. Would you like to know?"

"Oh? Tell me about it..."

Yang Jian became interested and stared straight at Lin Qian, waiting for him to tell the whereabouts of the coffin nails.

"Uh, let's forget it. With your current strength, if you go, you will die, so I don't care about you."

Yang Jian was silent, he suddenly wanted to beat Lin Qian up:
"Lin Qian, do you know that you don't deserve a beating now?"

"Well, it's a bit." Lin Qian nodded, agreeing with Yang Jian's opinion.

Yang Jian: "..."

"Good guy, you know how you feel..."

Under the dark sky, in a room on the opposite side of the building, there was a woman in her early twenties hiding behind the curtain with frightened eyes, secretly looking down, and when she saw the situation below, she shrank her head in fear. go.

Her body was trembling, but after a while, the woman withdrew her head again and continued to look down secretly...

Lin Qian looked at this curious woman and didn't pay too much attention to it. In his ghost domain, as long as he didn't run to die in front of the ghost, basically nothing would go wrong. Just take a look and you won't die...

"This woman has some guts and is not afraid of death."

Yang Jian also found out about that woman, he was so scared when he saw a woman, and he still wanted to see those ghosts below, I have to say that the thinking of a creature like a woman is really weird.

"Well, indeed, this curiosity is heavier than a cat." Lin Qian nodded and said.

Lin Qian propped his chin, tearing appeared on his body from time to time, the sound of the clothes being torn was very clear, Lin Qian didn't care about these, he wanted to see how much Zhang Xianguang planned to chop him today.

Ke Ke sat in the arms of the tricky bride, reached out to touch the bride's face, and pulled some of the bride's clothes from time to time, looking very excited and curious.

Lin Qian just looked at it and didn't care. As long as he didn't really call the bride over, nothing would happen.

"Lin Qian, tell me where the coffin is nailed. I'm not strong enough now, but it doesn't mean I won't be good in the future. It's okay to go when I become stronger in the future."

After all, Yang Jian couldn't hold back and asked.

Seeing Yang Jian's curious appearance, Lin Qian sighed and chose to speak out:

"In Fushouyuan, the Fushouyuan in Dahai City."

"Fushou Garden? And it's still in Dahai City?" Yang Jian raised his brows in disbelief.

"Well, it's in the Fushou Garden in Dahai City, but it's not in the real Fushou Garden, but in the Fushou Garden in a supernatural place. The situation there is very complicated, with many ghosts and graves."

"It's almost the same as the mass grave we went to last time, but Fushouyuan may be more dangerous than the mass grave, where the ghosts are not in the grave."

Yang Jian's pupils shrank, remembering the mass graves they experienced last time. If Ye Zhen hadn't taken action last time, Dahai City might have been over.

He now knows why Lin Qian said that he went to give it away. In that kind of place, Lin Qian would fall if he was not careful, let alone him.

"Yang Jian, if you have the opportunity to enter the Fushou Garden, remember to find the ghost who carved the characters as soon as possible. That ghost kills people indiscriminately. As long as it engraves your name on the tombstone, you will be killed by the graveyard." Buried, with no chance of surviving."

"However, this is not unavoidable, as long as it does not touch the soil on the ground, so that the name will not be engraved." Lin Qian revealed the spoiler lightly.

Yang Jian stared at Lin Qian with puzzled eyes:
"Have you been there? Otherwise, how would you know this?"

Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian with a foolish look on his face. He didn't explain and let him guess. Anyway, he couldn't tell Yang Jian that he knew it wasn't because he had been there, but because he had read the original book. Such a thing is a fool. just said...

When Yang Jian saw Lin Qian's eyes, he immediately realized that his question was a little redundant. He thought about it too. If Lin Qian hadn't been there, how did the coffin nails come from?

So Lin Qian knew it was normal, Yang Jian thought so.

Seeing Yang Jian's appearance, Lin Qian knew that he had already figured out everything in his brain and didn't say anything.

Suddenly Lin Qian raised her brows, turned her head and looked behind her, a flash of black and white flashed, an old man in a black Tang suit suddenly appeared on the roof of the building, holding a wine jar in his hand.

The ghost eyes on Yang Jian's forehead popped out, and he stared at the old man who appeared suddenly, his eyes were cold.

Lin Qian frowned when he saw the old man. He didn't know what he was doing here, so he didn't want to stay in his tailor shop and come here for a stroll.

The old man in Tang suit, seeing Lin Qian and Yang Jian, raised the wine jar in his hand and said:
"Xiangsheng, don't be so hostile. I came here this time to give you a jar of rejuvenation wine, and it's your reward for saving my grandson."

Holding the wine, the old man walked over slowly, looking at the bride in Lin Qian's arms, the corners of the old man's eyes twitched:

"It's a miracle that this young man is still alive."

Hearing that the old man said that he was here to deliver wine, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes:

"Revival wine? What's the effect?"

Yang Jian was also a little curious, and gave wine, and it was such a weird-sounding wine.

The old man smiled, with some pride on his face:

"Resurrection wine has a very simple effect. It can slow down the recovery of ghosts and delay the recovery of ghosts by two or three months. Of course, this is only secondary. The main thing is that this wine tastes good."

The old man came to Lin Qian's side, and just like Yang Jian, he sat down next to him and handed the wine to Lin Qian.

Lin Qian looked at the wine handed over by the old man, his eyes flickered, hesitated for a while, took it directly, opened the seal, took a sip, and didn't care if there was anything wrong with the wine.

The wine entered his throat, and a sense of refreshment spread in his heart. Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and nodded:
"Yes, it's good wine, it tastes good, and it can really relieve the recovery of ghosts."

With that said, Lin Qian stretched out his hand towards the old man:

"Old man, I'm bringing an altar here."

The old man saw Lin Qian's blunt expression, and suddenly felt a toothache. He looked at Lin Qian's outstretched hand, hesitated for a while, thought for a while, and took it out again from a small black cloth bag on his waist. A jar of wine was passed over.

Lin Qian watched the old man take out a jar of wine from a small black cloth, narrowed his eyes, nodded and took it, and handed it to Yang Jian:
"The wine is good, you won't die after drinking it, try it?"

Yang Jian nodded. Since Lin Qian said he couldn't die from drinking, he shouldn't die from drinking. He took the wine jar, opened the seal, and took a sip of the wine. When the wine entered his throat, Yang Jian's eyes lit up:
"This wine is good, the taste is really good, and the effect is good."

After feeling the fierce ghost in his body, the instinct of the headless ghost disappeared a little, and he didn't have the urge to change his body.

In fact, after experiencing the mass grave incident, he discovered the disadvantages of the headless ghost. Although the headless ghost has died, its instinct to find limbs is still there.

Lin Qian smiled and turned to look at the old man:

"Grandpa, as long as your grandson doesn't cause trouble in Dajiang City, I don't care. Your tailor shop can be opened, but it can't affect ordinary people."

The old man nodded with a smile on his face. This young man is a smart man and knows why he came.

　Oh, five thousand words
　　
　
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