Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 194 Prison
Under the dark sky, the bright red coat fluttered slightly, Ke Ke stared at the wine jar in her father's hand, her eyes were full of curiosity, she moved her little nose, and her eyes lit up:
"Dad, what is this, can you give Coco a drink, it smells so good!"

Lin Qian looked down at Ke Ke sitting in the bride's arms, then at the revival wine in his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched, and without speaking, he handed the revival wine to Ke Ke.

Ke Ke hugged the wine jug, which was still relatively big for her, and took a sip of the wine. The liquid entered her throat, and Ke Ke's face suddenly turned red, which was really cute.

"Dad, this is delicious!"

Lin Qian nodded and rubbed Ke Ke's head:
"Well, drink slowly, don't worry, no dad is asking for it for you."

"En, um." Coco nodded, holding the wine jar and began to drink slowly, with a satisfied face.

Looking at this scene, the old man in Tang suit twitched his mouth when he heard what Lin Qian said:

"This young man, you are really welcome."

Shaking his head without saying anything, he took out another jar of resurrection wine from the small black cloth bag and drank it in small sips.

The old man sat cross-legged on the edge of the building, staring at the scene on the street, amazed:
"This scene is rare, at least in my time, I have never seen such a big scene of ghosts traveling at night."

Hearing the old man's exclamation, Lin Qian didn't care. He stared at the scene below, his eyes turned slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab the air, and six blood-red umbrella bones appeared in his hand.

Looking at the six umbrella ribs in his hand, Lin Qian had a smile in his eyes, put away the umbrella ribs, lowered his head and continued to look, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the street at this moment, starving ghosts came out of the darkness one by one, their pupils flashing red, hundreds of ghosts carrying lanterns, at the moment they were attacked by starving ghosts, some of them were directly killed because the level of terror was too low. The starving ghost was suppressed.

But some were not. The moment the starving ghosts approached, some starving ghosts turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared, and some starving ghosts were suddenly torn apart...

Corrosion, deboning, bone fracture, premature death, curse...

All kinds of attacks appeared on the starving ghosts, and countless starving ghosts turned into green smoke and disappeared, the streets were icy and cold, and strangeness and fear spread...

"Hungry ghost, ghost painting, this young man is a bit fierce..."

The old man in Tang suit held up the wine jar and took a sip, his eyes flickered, and he muttered to himself.

"However, although the younger generation is a bit fierce, but the relationship with the crafty bride is somewhat..."

Looking at the tricky bride hugging Lin Qian's neck, the corners of the old man's eyes twitched. They, old antiques, knew what happened to the tricky bride. That kind of horror...

Shaking his head, the old man doesn't think about these things anymore. He doesn't feel curious about the secrets about Lin Qian, and he doesn't care why the cunning bride has contact with this young man...

Yang Jian took a sip of his wine and watched Lin Qian put away the six umbrella ribs. He didn't ask anything, and he didn't feel curious. If you don't need to ask about some things, someone will tell you, no matter how good the relationship is.

He lowered his head and continued to look at the big scene on the street. This kind of scene is rare.

If he knew that there were hundreds of ghosts here in normal times, he would have run away long ago, so how could he say that he would drink and watch a play here leisurely.

Moreover, the rare event of a starving ghost fighting a hundred ghosts is more exciting than a gourd baby fighting Monkey King...

The breeze blew through the building, and the sound of tearing the cloth was very harsh, but no one would care about it, they were used to it, the fragrance of wine was blown by the wind and permeated the air, Xiong Wenwen stared pitifully at the wine jar in Yang Jian's hand, his eyes full of It's envy.

It's impossible for him not to be greedy for this thing, let alone its effect of delaying the recovery of ghosts, just because of the alluring aroma of the wine, he becomes very greedy, and swallows a mouthful of saliva from time to time.

So what if they are greedy, how could they give such a precious thing to a kid to drink, if they beat Lin Qian and the others, Xiong Wenwen thought he would have snatched it long ago, but the problem is that he couldn't beat any of the people present, Including the youngest cocoa...

So he could only watch pitifully, hoping that Yang Jian would give him a sip for his poor sake...

As for whether Lin Qianhe would give him a drink because of his pity, he never thought about this kind of thing, and he didn't have the slightest expectation in his heart. Woolen cloth.

Ke Ke, who was sitting in the arms of the treacherous bride, sipped the revived wine, her little face was flushed, and her face was full of satisfaction. When she looked up and saw the poor Xiong Wenwen standing behind Yang Jian, Ke Ke was a little puzzled, she didn't know why Xiong Wenwen was this expression.

But when she saw Xiong Wenwen's eyes looking at the wine jar in Yang Jian's hand from time to time, Keke understood what was going on. She wanted to drink, so she lowered her head and looked at the wine jar in her hand, a little hesitant. Struggling, don't know whether to share this thing.

But when Ke Ke looked up at Xiong Wenwen's pitiful appearance, as if he had made up his mind, he stretched out his little hand and handed the wine jar out, with a smile on his face:
"Do you want to drink it? It's delicious!"

Hearing what Ke Ke said, Xiong Wenwen was a little confused. Are you talking to him?Looking back, there was no one there, but even so, he couldn't believe it, and asked with some uncertainty:
"Here, give me a drink?"

"Well, I'll drink it for you, it's delicious!" Ke Ke nodded and said seriously.

After confirming that Ke Ke was not joking, Xiong Wenwen's face suddenly showed surprise, and he just wanted to go to pick it up, but when he saw Lin Qian's shroud and coat that were torn from time to time, he stopped at the same place again, a little worried. up...

Yang Jian left Xiong Wenwen behind, a little speechless, so afraid of Lin Qian?Lin Qian is so scary?Turning to look at Lin Qian, seeing Lin Qian nodded, he reached out to take the wine jar from Ke Ke, and handed it to Xiong Wenwen's arms:
"Look at how stupid you are, aren't you usually very capable, you dare to point and scold other ghost masters, why don't you dare to drink even now?"

Xiong Wenwen held the Resurrection Wine with a smile on his face. He didn't care about Yang Jian's words. He walked up to Yang Jian and sat down with his feet dangling in the air, taking a big gulp of the Resurrection Wine happily.

After taking a sip of the revived wine, Xiong Wenwen's face turned red immediately, but it was the same. Holding the wine jar, Xiong Wenwen's eyes were full of surprise, this wine is really amazing.

Yang Jian looked at Xiong Wenwen's hopeless appearance, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and also raised the wine jar to take a sip, but didn't say anything more, he was just a child, after experiencing this level of supernatural events, it's not bad if he didn't get scared and cry Yes, as for him being afraid of things like Lin Qian.

Looking at Lin Qian's current appearance, as well as the aura emanating from his body, um...not surprising, if it were him, he would also be cowardly...

Lin Qian rolled his eyes at Xiong Wenwen and didn't say anything. This little kid is very good. Of course, Lin Qian was talking about the ghost on him...

She lowered her head and rubbed Ke Ke's head, with a smile on her face. Seeing Ke Ke's flushed face, Lin Qian smiled, and turned to look at the old man:

"Old man, I'm giving you a pot, my daughter thinks it tastes good."

The old man in Tang suit stared at Lin Qian with helplessness on his face, shook his head without saying anything, took out another jug ​​of wine from the small black cloth bag, and handed it to Lin Qian.

"The old man is quite generous..."

Lin Qian smiled and nodded towards the old man, took the wine jar, opened it and took a sip, narrowing his eyes slightly, the taste was really good.

When the old man heard Lin Qian's words, his eyelids twitched, he didn't speak, and drank his wine in silence.

Ke Ke looked at the extra reviving wine in her father's hand, and stretched out her hand to pull Lin Qian's clothes:
"Dad, I want more."

"Ah."

Lin Qian hummed, but did not refuse. The altar of wine was originally for Ke Ke, and he put the wine jar in Ke Ke's arms. Seeing Ke Ke's happy face, Lin Qian felt a little relieved.

Suddenly, a strange scene appeared on the roof of the building. An old man, two young people, and two children were all sitting on the edge, drinking while watching the grand scene on the street.

In this environment, it was indescribably weird, but somewhat harmonious.

Lin Qian propped up her chin, her eyes were calm, the bride was sitting in her arms, and Ke Ke was sitting in the bride's arms, drinking wine in small sips.

With one foot in the air and one hand propped on his knee, Yang Jian stared at the street, drinking leisurely, the ghost eyes on his forehead shone with red light.

Xiong Wenwen sat beside Yang Jian, hugging the wine jar, his face was flushed, his face was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

The old man in Tang suit had his legs crossed, his gray hair was blown by the breeze, slowly flowing, his eyes narrowed slightly, observing the starving ghost below.

"Young students, do you still have people in your headquarters, or should you say that you still need a person in charge in Dajiang City?" the old man asked abruptly.

Lin Qian turned her head, with some doubts in her eyes:
"Old man, are you planning to let your grandson join the headquarters?"

Yang Jian also raised his head and looked over, the ghost eyes on his forehead turned slightly.

The old man nodded: "Well, I do have this idea, but instead of joining the headquarters, I follow you."

"Oh~? Old man, are you kidding me? Follow me? Are you not afraid of accidents?" Lin Qian looked at the old man strangely.

"Besides, isn't it good for Fang Cheng to follow you? You run a tailor shop, and he inherited your mantle. When you die one day, wouldn't it be a better choice for him to inherit your tailor shop?"

"You must follow me? I have a situation here. I don't believe you can't see it, old man. I have a lot of troubles on my body, but I don't have time to take care of your grandson."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, the old man shook his head:

"Following you is indeed very dangerous. It can be said that it is extremely dangerous. Those of us in the Republic of China know the horror of the sly bride best."

Speaking of this, the old man sighed, a little helpless:
"Hey, you have seen my grandson, he is still too young, has not experienced much in the world, has not experienced too many dangers, and encountered things that are not proper at all. Take this time as an example, if it is not because of you, he may die early gone."

"There is not much time to add me. Now that I am still there, basically there will be no problems with him, but what if I am not here?"

"Relying on his strength, in this era where ghosts are reviving more dangerously, it's still a matter of whether he can survive, let alone inherit my tailor shop."

Hearing this, Lin Qian basically understood what he meant. Didn't he just feel that his grandson's strength was not good enough, and wanted to find a reliable backer for him.

"Old man, according to what you mean, let him handle supernatural events with me? So that he can grow up quickly, so that he won't die accidentally because of his lack of strength?"

As soon as Lin Qian said this, the old man froze immediately, and the corners of his eyes twitched:

"Are you kidding, follow you to deal with supernatural events..."

"I don't know what supernatural event you're dealing with? Isn't it for my grandson to send it off? If that's the case, why should I let him follow you? It would be nice to be honest and stay at home?"

The old man was silent, he didn't know what to say, this young man doesn't talk about martial arts...

Lin Qian looked at the silent old man, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said:

"Old man, I know exactly what you're planning. It's everyone who wants to do it, even me, but do you think it's possible?"

"Old man, you have to understand that following me means that he has to join the headquarters. You should have heard about the situation in the headquarters. They are very disgusted with this kind of person."

The old man continued to remain silent, and he could hear what Lin Qian meant. Simply put, you can follow him, but you have to get benefits...

When Yang Jian heard Lin Qian's words, his eyes were a little strange, and he thought:

"Isn't that kind of person, Lin Qian? You don't work hard? It's no good, so I beg you not to go, and you said you didn't work hard..."

"Tell me, what do you want? I can give you whatever I can, as long as you protect my grandson and don't let him die."

The old man was silent for a long time, and finally said such a sentence.

Lin Qian narrowed his eyes, and didn't answer immediately, but looked down at the street, thinking about something in his eyes.

Seeing Lin Qian's appearance, the old man was not in a hurry, he just waited slowly, he had to let Lin Qian protect his grandson no matter what he said this time, his situation was very complicated, and he was not sure, if he was not careful, it might not work out. He had to die, not only him, but also his grandson.

After a long time, Lin Qian seemed to have thought of something, and looked up at the old man, staring at the old man firmly, with red light in his eyes:
"Old guy, what did you provoke?"

Hearing Lin Qian's words, the old man fell silent and did not answer Lin Qian immediately. After a while, the old man sighed and said helplessly:
"Like you, I provoked a ghost, an extremely terrifying ghost, so terrifying that I couldn't hide."

Lin Qian looked at the old man coldly and didn't speak, as expected.

The old man took a sip of his wine and said slowly:
"Xiaosheng, have you heard of the underground prison in Dajiang City?"

Lin Qian frowned, and turned to look at Yang Jian, asking if you've heard of it.

Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian speechlessly, with contempt in his eyes, which meant:

"Isn't Dajiang City your territory? Why did you come to ask me? Did you lose your mind..."

Seeing Yang Jian's expression, Lin Qian also knew that he had asked the wrong person, and was a little embarrassed, but he didn't care, and turned to look at the old man:

"I haven't heard of it. I don't spend much time in Dajiang City. I only stay in Dajiang City when I have time these few days."

The old man stared at Lin Qian with some doubts, isn't this young man the person in charge of Dajiang City?How come you don't even know about the largest prison in Dajiang City?

Seeing the puzzled look cast by the old man, Lin Qian was speechless:

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not a native of Dajiang City, how would I know there is a prison in Dajiang City, so it's normal not to know?"

"Tell me about the situation in this prison in Dajiang City."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, the old man suddenly understood, nodded, and continued:

"In Dajiang City, there is the largest underground prison, which existed before the Republic of China. Jiangcheng Prison and Dongcheng Prison are all named after it. There are many other names like this, and they are too numerous to count. But we These old antiques are generally used to call it a ghost prison, commonly known as a ghost prison."

Having said that, the old man raised his head and looked somewhere west of the city, his eyes narrowed slightly:

"There is a ghost in there, and there is only one, but it is terrifying, very scary..."

"It's even scarier than the ghosts you imprisoned in coffins, ghost chains, grave soil, and tombstones in the West City Drama Academy this time."

Lin Qian's pupils shrank, and his brows furrowed deeper:
"Old man, are you sure you're not joking? How did you provoke a ghost of this level?"

The old man took a sip of his wine and sighed a little:
"When I was imprisoned by that ghost, I took a piece of that ghost's skin to make clothes..."

"Hey, you are young and energetic. You could hold on when you were young. You didn't care about that ghost. Now you are old..."

"In addition, the ghost was imprisoned. Under that arrangement, I thought it couldn't escape. Now it seems that I underestimated the horror of the ghost. The ghost is almost out of trouble."

"When the time comes, when it gets out of trouble, the first one is to come to me..."

Lin Qian was silent, Yang Jian was also silent, and even Xiong Wenwen was silent...

The atmosphere was a little weird for a while, Lin Qian looked at the fierce old man, and suddenly felt that the old man was planning to trick him.

"Tell me, what's going on with that ghost."

The old man shook his head and said:

"I don't know what's going on now, I just can feel it. When I saw it when I was young, it was bound by seven blood-red iron chains nailed through its body."

"On Li Gui's head, I also saw seven red iron nails, about 30 centimeters thick, nailed to Li Gui's eyes, nose, mouth, and eyebrows."

"On Li Gui's chest, I saw an iron whip. The whole body was blood red, and the strange blood patterns were clearly visible. It just pierced straight through the Li Gui's body."

"At Li Gui's feet, there is a big red coffin, which is several times larger than the usual coffin. The coffin is opened, and the inside is filled with straw. The straw is also blood-red, and it is strangely tight."

Lin Qian listened to the old man's description, his eyes suddenly calmed down, he looked at the old man expressionlessly, and remained silent.

Yang Jian stared at the old man without saying a word, just watched quietly with calm eyes.

Xiong Wenwen lowered his head slowly, and leaned slightly toward Yang Jian. His little face, which was originally flushed, was already a little pale.

(End of this chapter)