Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 221 The Expected Situation

Dachang City, Guanjiang Community, Lin Qian and Yang Jian are sitting on the roof, each with a bottle of beer, drinking slowly:

"Lin Qian, why do you always like to go to the roof of the building because it's high?"

"Heh, isn't it okay to stand tall and look far away?" Lin Qian said with a heck.

Yang Jian looked not far away, and handed the human skin paper to Lin Qian:
"What are you going to ask again this time?"

Taking the human skin paper, Lin Qian said casually:

"I'm planning to go to the land of ghosts. Didn't the creepy bride go to country D recently? While she's still there, I'll go to the ghost land to get some ghosts to eat, otherwise I might not be able to beat the weird bride."

Hearing what Lin Qian said, the corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched:
"It's not easy for you to be so afraid of your wife."

Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian blankly as he threw the parchment back:

"Yang Jian, you are skinny, believe it or not, I will let you beg me later."

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Yang Jian smiled, instead of taking Lin Qian's words seriously, he changed the subject:
"By the way, I heard that you have recently been dealing with a supernatural event called a ghost post office. How is the situation? How are the messengers inside?"

Hearing Yang Jian's question, Lin Qian was not surprised. Yang Jian knew that there was nothing unexpected about this matter, and he also read Xia Hanxin's report.

"It's not bad so far. The couriers in the ghost post office are relatively rubbish. If you encounter them, you will die one by one. After all, they are all transformed by ordinary people without much experience."

"Is that so? That's pretty rubbish."

He didn't doubt Lin Qian's words too much.

Lin Qian took a sip of beer, thought for a while and said to Yang Jian:

"Would you like to go dig the grave with me, the tricky bride is not in the ghost land, we can come back by bus."

Yang Jian stared at Lin Qian, his face twitching:
"Lin Qian, do you think my life is enough, or is it too long? It's okay to follow you to dig the grave, I might as well sleep at home."

"Of course, if you feel that there are not enough manpower, you can bring Zhang Hao with you. When you took him to deal with the Caesar Hotel last time, his performance was a bit broken. Let him follow you to increase experience."

Hearing the name Zhang Hao, I felt a little familiar. After thinking about it, Lin Qian finally remembered who it was. It was the guy who was all black.

"Zhang Hao? Forget it. I'll go by myself. Take Zhang Hao to deal with supernatural events when you have time. Don't sleep at home all the time. Learn from me. After coming out of the ghost painting alive, there is nothing to do. Rest for half a month."

Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian with contempt in his eyes:
"Heh, you're disgusted now. If I'm not worried about the ghost's recovery like you, I'd be willing even if I'm busy. Of course, the premise is that the tricky bride can't find me."

Lin Qian rolled her eyes, she couldn't see Yang Jian's words clearly, don't trick the bride?What a joke, don't lie to the bride, you still want this kind of strength, you just want to eat ass.

If the tricky bride doesn't look for me, I can wake up laughing when I sleep, why don't the tricky bride...

"Okay, I have to catch the bus, three days, I'm a little rushed."

Lin Qian drank the beer in his hand in one gulp:

"I'll talk to you when I have time."

"Okay, I'm basically free here, come here when you have time, that guy Zhang Wei just wanted to find a chance to get together, because you gave up because you didn't have time," Yang Jian said.

"Zhang Wei, this guy is really carefree, okay, let's get together after I finish dealing with the recent affairs." Lin Qian said with a smile.

"Well, yes."

Lin Qian patted Ke Ke's head, looked up at the sky, his body disappeared in a flash, and a smear of blue and red flashed across the sky, and it seemed that the direction was to Dashan City.

"Dashan City, the bus will stop there, this thing is really random, I heard that the person in charge there is Henry Zhang, I hope Lin Qian will not be taken a fancy to."

Yang Jian smiled, drank the beer in one gulp, turned around and went downstairs, and went back to sleep. What are you busy with every day? Isn't it good to sleep?

Dashan City, this is a city that Lin Qian has never been to. Walking on the bus platform, Lin Qian looked up at the route above, 314 stops, Xiaolou Town.

It looks pretty good, there seems to be no major problem, but the rain is a bit annoying, what kind of rain in winter.

Lin Qian was holding a black oil-paper umbrella. This umbrella was collected and scraped from the ghost theater troupe. It was just right for sheltering him from the wind and rain. Anyway, this umbrella couldn't kill him.

Ke Ke huddled in Lin Qian's arms, holding a big peach in his hand, eating there with relish, this snack basically eats it except for sleeping.

The rain was falling, Lin Qian leaned on the bus platform, lit a cigarette, and smoked, looking at the water stains raised by the car, Lin Qian squinted his eyes:

"See if we can dig up a few big ghosts in the mass grave. I just don't know if the ghosts that escaped from the grave last time are still there. It would be best if they were there, and it's okay if they aren't."

"This time, I have to eat more ghosts. The growth of starving ghosts is still too slow, and it is far from ignoring the tricky bride."

"At present, ghost painting has to be done faster. There are two ways to control it. At present, both of them are unreliable."

Breathing out a puff of smoke, Lin Qian flicked the ash:
"In three days, eat until you can meet the tricky bride and run away."

Tick-tick, the rain suddenly became heavier, but within a short while, it had changed from the original patter to a downpour.

At this moment, there was already a curtain of rain in Lin Qian's line of sight, a pale light pierced through the rain curtain, and an old bus appeared in front of Lin Qian.

I looked at the time, it was 22:[-], exactly as the human skin said.

Looking around, there were seven or eight passengers waiting for the bus. Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and did not make a sound to remind him, but just quietly watched the bus stop.

The bus came from a distance and stopped at the bus stop. The front and rear doors opened slowly. The moment the door opened, seven or eight passengers hurriedly got on the bus through the front door.

Lin Qian was not in a hurry. After they all got on the car, Lin Qian got on the car. At this stop, eight living people got on the car, and none of the ghosts got off the car.

After entering the bus, Lin Qian put away the umbrella and let Ke Ke hold it, so that it would not affect Ke Ke's eating.

Looking around, there were quite a few people on the bus, and few seats were empty. Lin Qian squinted his eyes, walked to an empty seat and sat down, next to him was an old man in a black shroud, with a numb expression and lowered his head not moving at all.

Lin Qian didn't care about this ghost. It's better to be quiet on the bus. He looked up at the sign showing the number of passengers, 17.

"Seventeen ghosts? It's really a tempting number."

Lin Qian looked at the situation inside the bus, with a smile in his eyes:
"There are still a few ghost masters. I'm lucky. When I get out of the car, I ate it. I hope there is no Interpol in it."

After the passengers got on the bus, the doors were slowly closed, and the bus started to start. In the dark bus, only the signs were flashing red.

Counting carefully, there are 31 living people and Li Gui in total, among which he is on Li Gui's side.

"Will there be a full load? What should I do if I look forward to it?"

There was a red light in Lin Qian's eyes, and he felt a little hopeful in his heart.

(End of this chapter)