Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 224 Town, lift, lock

On the dimly lit bus, Lin Qian leaned on a chair, staring out the window, with a bulging belly that was as big as an adult.

A ferocious grimace under the belly was constantly distorted, it seemed that it might tear the belly open at any time and give Lin Qianlai a caesarean section, just like Zhou Zheng did.

It's a pity that since Lin Qian controlled the starving ghost, none of the ghosts that were eaten into the stomach escaped, and all of them were digested by the starving ghost, and this ghost was no exception.

He is not a weak chicken like Zhou Zheng. Under the pressure of the starved ghost and the bus, the strength of the ghost's struggle began to weaken, and Lin Qiangao's bulging stomach was also slowly shrinking. Judging by the speed, it won't take long. Will completely digest this ghost.

The bus was very quiet, and Ke Ke's sleeping position was really horrible. If Lin Qian's hand hadn't blocked Ke Ke's body, the little guy would have rolled down a long time ago.

"Who did you learn this sleeping position from? I remember that I slept very neatly."

Lin Qian looked down at Ke Ke, with some doubts in his eyes, and shook his head. Lin Qian was not thinking about this, and leaned on the seat, closing his eyes slightly.

"After digesting this ghost, continue to eat. When a ghost comes on the bus, I will eat only one until I get off the bus. It's a rare visit, so I can't just leave like this."

The door was slowly closed, the bus started to drive again, the interior of the bus became even darker, and the numbers on the display screen flashed a faint red light.

Wei Song lowered his head, shrunk in the back row, and didn't dare to look in front of him. He felt that whether he could live today depended on whether Lin Qian was in a good mood.

The scene outside the window began to reverse, and the bus carrying three passengers officially entered the land of ghosts. Because of the ghost blocking the bus, the bus turned off before entering the land of ghosts.

Now the bus continues on its way and begins its daily work.

On the previous open space, there were broken limbs all over the place, and the willow trees behind the open space were blown by the wind and opened their teeth and claws, looking extremely terrifying.

The smell of rotting corpses lingered in the air, a middle-aged man appeared in the open space, glanced around, his expression was very calm, he looked down at the book in his hand, with doubts in his eyes:

"The ghost was still here just now, why did it disappear in a while?"

The middle-aged man looked at the name that disappeared from the book, looked up at the bus going away, his eyes flickered, and carefully observed the mess around him, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly became clear.

Feeling some familiar spiritual fluctuations, the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, put away his notebook, and sighed:

"Hey, this young man, why does he eat all kinds of ghosts? I chased them for so long, and finally waited for it to come out. In the end, you ate it for me."

The middle-aged man stared at the bus going away speechlessly, then turned his head and walked towards the willow forest. In these days, the young people, don’t they always say that first come, first served?

200 yuan, just gone, the middle-aged man is really speechless:
"It seems that I will act faster next time. If I knew it would be like this, I would not drink tea. Drinking tea is a waste of time..."

The middle-aged man walked into the willow grove, and the moment the middle-aged man entered the willow grove, the swaying willow tree stood still for a moment, as if it had been fixed by some mysterious ability, which seemed strange and inexplicable.

The surrounding area was dark, and the lingering coldness slowly disappeared, and the soil on the ground surged, submerging all the broken limbs and skeletons on the ground into the soil.

This is the legendary digging and burying the corpse, easily doing what Lin Qian had forgotten.

After all, it is everyone's responsibility to protect the environment, and it doesn't look good with broken limbs.

The bus drove slowly in the darkness, a pale light pierced the darkness ahead, Lin Qian, who was leaning on the seat, opened his eyes and turned his head to look out the window.

It was lonely outside the window, weeds and trees were overgrown, the blackened soil perfectly blended into the darkness, and the dead bodies hanging on the old trees were dry and black.

The wind whizzed past, bringing up a howl, which meant that he had entered the land of spirits.

"Where is the next stop?"

Lin Qian muttered to himself, and with the help of the red light on the display screen, he could see that the driver was sitting upright in the driver's seat of the bus, driving seriously.

The car was also very quiet. Lin Qian smiled, looked away, looked down at the shrinking belly, and a red light flashed in his eyes:
"Come on, come on, I can move around when the bus stops."

Closing his eyes, the corners of Lin Qian's mouth curled up, time passed slowly, the surrounding darkness receded, the wild grass and trees were left far behind, without the mysterious place of the strange bride, breathing felt a little more comfortable, Although Lin Qian didn't need to breathe.

The bus passed through the darkness, and there was a lake in front of it. From a distance, green sparks were shining on the lake, as if clusters of will-o'-the-wisps were dancing in it.

If you look at these, you will find that they are actually heads emerging from the lake one by one, and those green lights are shining from their eyes.

The bus started to slow down, and it seemed that it was about to stop. Lin Qian opened his eyes suddenly. At this moment, his stomach had returned to its original state, and the ghost had been digested.

From today onwards, once there is a ghost of this level, once it is eaten, it will be digested by the starving ghost in an instant, and it will not take so much time anymore.

Lin Qian looked out the window at the lake surrounded by green light, her eyes flickering:

"This supernatural place, why don't you feel it's not easy to mess with?"

The bus stopped slowly, the door opened, and a chill came from outside the bus. Lin Qian hesitated, whether to get off the bus, because there were many ghosts in that lake.

And looking at this appearance, the level of horror and weirdness is not low. If all these fierce ghosts are eaten by the starving ghost, how much will the horror of the starving ghost increase?
But this thing is a bit difficult to handle, his time is only three days, if he is accidentally trapped in it, the day lily will be cold when he comes out, let alone the resurrection of Xiaoyue, maybe even the bride is in front of him.

After weighing the pros and cons, the benefits were not directly proportional. In the end, Lin Qian gave up. There was not enough time. If there was enough time, he could be reckless, but it is a pity that there is not enough time.

"After dealing with Xiaoyue's matter, killing Zhang Xianguang, and controlling Ghost Painting perfectly, you can come here to try."

Lin Qian looked at the lake not far away, and felt a little pity in his eyes. There are so many ghosts, all wasted, and there is no chance for him...

The bus stayed here for 3 minutes, and no ghosts got on the bus. It seemed that this place was very special. The green-lighted heads on the lake fluctuated with the water surface.

The car door was slowly closed, the bus started, and drove towards the next supernatural place. Lin Qian stared at it for a long time, then looked away, and sighed a long time, a little helpless.

The sound of the whistle sounded, and it spread far, far away in the silent darkness. As the bus slowly sank into the darkness, the sound lingered.

On the lake in the distance, there were countless heads hovering. A black boat appeared on the lake. A middle-aged man stood on the bow, holding a lantern with black lights in his hand.

The boat shuttled slowly in the human-headed lake, and the middle-aged man stared down at the water surface, a little disappointed and a little dazed in his eyes:

"Is it still a failure? After holding on for so long, is there still no way to control this ghost?"

Ugh……

The middle-aged man sighed, looked up at the false stars in the sky, his eyes were a little lonely:

"They're all dead, how many are still alive? Weren't all of them very arrogant at the beginning? Didn't they all call themselves geniuses?"

"Why can't you even control a complete ghost? Aren't you the most geniuses? Why did you fail?"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself, no one could answer his doubts.

The boat passed through the sea of ​​human heads and swam towards the depths of the lake. The darkness in the hands of the middle-aged man was particularly conspicuous and abrupt here.

The water surface on the lake undulates slightly, the sky is dotted with stars, and the crape myrtle stars are all available here, which can be seen here.

In the center of the lake, a stone tablet stands quietly. There is no writing on it, but a picture is engraved on it. A scholar with a weak crown, holding a lantern with a human head in his hand, is walking in an old forest deep in the mountains.

Behind the scholar, there was a sea of ​​flames, and headless ghosts with green will-o'-the-wisps all over their bodies followed behind the scholar step by step.

Under the stele, a large black coffin was pressed under it. Under the coffin, four headless corpses with a height of three meters and a strong figure were resisting the coffin motionless.

On the coffin, eighteen blood-red chains were tightly wrapped around the coffin.

The coffin is sealed by the ancient stele, the coffin is carried by ghosts, and the coffin is locked with fierce chains. This is where the great terror lies.

(End of this chapter)