Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 233 Raw Materials

In a deep mountain, the forest is deep and quiet, with old trees growing wildly, yellowed and dry fallen leaves piled up on the ground, and a faint rotten smell came out.

The dense branches and leaves on the branches block the sunlight, and there are occasional insects and birds, and pheasants and hares haunt the old forest.

A winding and undulating stone road runs through the deep mountains. The vegetation on both sides of the path is dead and overgrown with weeds, giving it a barren look.

Following the path, we came to the end of the path, where stood a temple. The temple was old, and the plaque on the door had long since disappeared.

A few willows grow on both sides of the steps of the temple, the willows are withered, the willows hang down, and the scene is lonely.

clang, clang, clang

Suddenly, several dull bells sounded from the temple, and the bells echoed in the deep mountains. All the animals were frightened and fled in all directions. The branches shook, and the birds flew from the branches and flew towards the distance. The appearance of the bell will bring terrible disasters.

Inside the temple, the house was decayed, and the ground was covered with weeds, looking like it had been abandoned for many years.

In the main hall of this temple, more than half of the Buddha statue sitting high on the altar has already collapsed, leaving only a small half of his body sitting on the altar.

There was only this statue in the hall, and under the altar, a coffin wrapped in chains was shaking non-stop, as if something was about to come out of it.

The dull sound of the bell echoed in the hall. A skinny old monk sat cross-legged in front of a rusty ancient clock, and kept tapping on the ancient clock with his hand.

Every time it is buckled, the ancient clock will shake violently, and the bell will ring accordingly.

In the dim hall, the bells sounded dull. The big black coffin was bound by chains and vibrated violently. After an unknown period of time, the coffin stopped shaking.

The old monk's hand that tapped the ancient bell lightly paused for a moment, then stopped tapping the ancient bell, and the sound of the bell disappeared.

"Amitabha."

The old monk clasped his hands together, lowered his brows and eyes, and neither joy nor sadness on his thin face:

"Buddha does not save the world, all living beings need to save themselves, without it, there is no God Buddha."

Outside the dilapidated temple, the willows bloomed suddenly, the willows fluttered in the wind, and a chill appeared in the deep mountains, strange and terrifying.

Bursts of chanting sounds came from the temple, low and solemn, wandering among the mountains and forests, the Buddha does not save the world, everyone in the world needs to save themselves, there is no other way, because there has never been a god or Buddha in the world.

Oe City.

In the early morning, the sun did not arrive as expected, and the entire Dajiang City was covered in darkness, not because of supernatural events, but because of the rain today.

Today's Dajiang City is not safe, not because of anything, but because Fang Chengshi ran over to him early this morning.

Lin Qian yawned, listening to Fang Chengshi's narration, feeling a little helpless:
"How do you say, there are many ghosts in that mortuary?"

"Well, during the initial processing, I found at least three ghosts in the morgue, and these ghosts seem to be unable to be dealt with."

"According to my current ability, there is no way to solve this supernatural incident." Fang Chengshi said.

Hearing Fang Chengshi's cause and effect, Lin Qian wiped his face and looked at the scenery outside the window. The light rain was pattering, not too light.

"According to your estimation, will this supernatural event break out, and if so, how long will it take?"

Hearing Lin Qian's question, Fang Chengshi pondered for a while, and then said:
"Judging from the nature of this supernatural event, there is a high probability that it will not erupt. Since the accident until now, none of the ghosts in the morgue have left the morgue."

"They only attack people who enter the morgue, and they don't seem to be able to get out of the morgue."

"Oh? Is that so? That would be interesting."

Lin Qian sat up from the sofa and reached out to pick up the red umbrella on the coffee table. Fang Cheng began to see Lin Qian picking up the red umbrella, his pupils shrank, his throat rolled, and he swallowed.

Lin Qian didn't care about Fang Chengshi's expression. He came to the window with a red umbrella and looked at Dajiang City outside the window through the glass. Dajiang City in the rain was full of fireworks, which is a unique scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

Lin Qian's eyes flickered slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said:
"Since it won't break out, let's put the case in the morgue aside. I have something to do here, so I'm in a hurry. I'll talk about it when I come back."

"Of course, you can also try it with Xia Hanxin. The ghost on her body is quite useful, and you don't have to worry about her being revived. If she dies, she will die. There is nothing to be sorry about."

"If she behaves well this time and is still alive, I will consider helping her control the ghost recovery when I come back."

Lin Qian stood by the window with a very indifferent tone. When Fang Chengshi heard what Lin Qian said, he didn't express anything, just nodded:
"Okay, I'll take her to try it out, if it can be solved, I'll solve it, if not, I'll wait for you to come back and solve it."

Fang Chengshi very much agrees with Lin Qian's method, but Xia Hanxin's ghost can play a key role, maybe it is really possible to solve this A-level supernatural incident.

As for Xia Hanxin's life and death, no one would care, Lin Qian wouldn't care, and neither would he.

"By the way, I will disappear for a while in a few days. If the headquarters asks, you just say that you don't know. If there is any big problem in Dajiang City, let your grandfather solve it." Lin Qian's voice was very calm, as if to say It's a pretty commonplace thing.

Hearing the words, Fang Chengshi was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he thought about what was going on. If there is no accident, the boss is going to prepare to perfectly control the ghost painting.

"Well, I can save this."

Fang Cheng began to agree, very straightforward, without any hesitation, since his grandfather asked him to follow Lin Qian, he would listen to what Lin Qian arranged, as long as it was not too much.

The rain scene outside the window was beautiful, and it would be even more beautiful if there was a rainbow after the rain. Looking out the window, Lin Qian's pupils flickered.

"By the way, boss, this is the wine that grandpa asked me to bring to Ke Ke. There are seven altars in total. Grandpa said that Ke Ke should save some drinking. New wine is still being brewed."

"However, because there is a problem with the raw materials, at most three altars will come out at one time, so I have to ask Ke Ke to wait."

Fang Cheng began to look at Ke Ke who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, and took out seven altars of reviving wine from the small black cloth bag in one go.

Lin Qian heard Fang Chengshi's words, turned around and looked over, with some doubts in his eyes:
"There's something wrong with the raw material? What's the problem?"

To be honest, Lin Qian didn't understand what was needed to make the Resurrection Wine, so he patronized Coco to drink it.

"Well, there is a problem with the raw material. The original material is broken and needs to be replaced by other things. I don't know who is the ruthless person, who just gave away ghost plums and ghost peaches, even the one that produced ghost plums and ghost peaches. The ghosts are gone, I don’t know if they were controlled or imprisoned.”

Fang Cheng began to say with a toothache, recently he had been scolded by Mr. Du a lot because of this matter, and he didn't know which heartless guy did it, such crazy things could be done.

Hearing Fang Chengshi's words, Lin Qian fell silent, his eyes flickered a little, why did the ghost peach and ghost Li that Fang Chengshi mentioned sound so familiar.

How does it feel, as if he did it.

Lin Qian looked at Fang Chengshi and was silent for a while before speaking:
"How many ghost peaches and ghost plums do you need to brew a jar of revived wine?"

what?
Hearing Lin Qian's question, Fang Chengshi was slightly taken aback, but soon he reacted:
"It doesn't cost much, a jar of Resurrection Wine only needs a ghost peach and a ghost plum."

Although it is not clear why Lin Qian wanted these things, these things are not a big secret in the first place, and basically all the old people in the Republic of China knew about them.

Hearing Fang Chengshi's answer, Lin Qian was a little puzzled:
"That's all it takes?"

amount……

Fang Cheng became silent for the first time, and he didn't know how to answer Lin Qian's words. What do you mean it should be so small?Ordinary people don't even know how difficult Ghost Li and Ghost Peach are.

Mr. Du only got one or two catties of ghost plums and ghost peaches in a year, which were as precious as his grandson, and he didn't even let his grandpa take a look, for fear that grandpa would secretly steal some.

As a result, Lin Qian lightly said that it was just that little, which made Fang Chengshi very uncomfortable...

Lin Qian looked at the silent Fang Chengshi, her eyes became more puzzled, and she looked at the reviving wine on the coffee table. Lin Qian hesitated for a while, took out a painting from her pocket, and threw it on the coffee table.

"There is a plum tree and a peach tree in this painting, and the fruits on them should be the ghost plums and ghost peaches you mentioned."

Fang Cheng stared blankly at a picture on the coffee table. It showed a peach tree and a plum tree. The two trees were full of fruits. The plums were as white as jade, and the peaches were emerald red.

Fang Cheng began to swallow subconsciously, thinking about what Lin Qian said just now, his mind was buzzing for a while.

The air became quiet for a while, and Fang Cheng began to stare at the painting on the coffee table, his eyes unblinking, and his pupils constantly expanding and shrinking.

Lin Qian looked at the stiff Fang Chengshi like this, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't understand, isn't it just some ghost plums and ghost peaches?As for this virtue?

It took a long time before Fang Chengshi came to his senses, looked up at Lin Qian, hesitated for a long time before saying:
"Boss? What did you do?"

Hearing Fang Chengshi's question, the corners of Lin Qian's mouth twitched twice:

"Um, well, isn't it because Coco likes to eat these things? I thought about it and brought some back, but there was a little accident when I brought it out."

As for the accident, Lin Qian didn't say, and won't say, he can't tell him, it's because he accidentally fell in love with that ghost, and then accidentally bulldozed Taoli Village.

It's better not to say this kind of thing, otherwise it will appear that he is too violent, but he is a very kind person, haven't you heard others say that he is gentle?His temperament looks like a good person, how could he do that kind of thing.

Fang Cheng began to look at Lin Qian silently. He was in a very complicated mood now. One was that he got ghost plums and ghost peaches, and they were trees, which made him very happy.

The importance of ghost plum and ghost peach is unknown to others, he knows best, if ordinary people eat these things, they will lie dead every minute, even ghost masters who eat these things, and their strength is not enough, will lie dead every minute.

But if this thing is used to make wine, the effect will be great. Whatever level of ghosts are buried under the tree, the fruit that will grow on the tree will be of that level. The higher the level of terror, the better the effect of the brewed wine.

These things made him very happy, but after he knew that Lin Qian did it, he couldn't be happy for a while, because according to Lin Qian's behavior style, the source ghost there must have been eaten.

This also means that Ghost Li and Ghost Peach are gone. If there are no accidents, Lin Qian will have them. If Lin Qian brings out less, then it will be over...

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng began to ask with a toothache:

"Boss, how many plum trees and peach trees did you bring out? Could it be just these two?"

Hearing this, Lin Qian picked up a jar of revived wine on the table, opened the mud seal and drank it, and then Lin Qian saw Ke Ke, who was still sleeping soundly just now, was very consciously picked up from the coffee table. A jar of resurrection wine was drunk.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Lin Qian and Fang Chengshi's mouths were twitching, there was no such thing as a snack.

Lin Qian shook her head, with a smile on her face, she turned to look at Fang Chengshi:

"Actually, there are not many. A total of dozens of plum trees and peach trees have been brought out. This is very small. I originally pulled them out according to my idea, but there was a little accident, so I brought out just a few."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Fang Chengshi silently picked up the painting on the coffee table, turned around and walked towards the door. He felt that if he stayed here, he would have to shut himself up.

There are not many, dozens of trees, what is this called a few?Is there something wrong with his world view, or something wrong with Lin Qian's world view, and from the meaning of Lin Qian's words, it's clearly a pity that he didn't pull out all the other fruit trees...

This is simply not something that one person can do. The boss doesn't do anything that is related to people...

Lin Qian looked at Fang Chengshi who was leaving and didn't care. This guy is still too young and doesn't know how to be diligent and thrifty in housekeeping. Of course, good things have to be bought in one pot. Otherwise, why keep them for someone who is destined?
Are you kidding me, Taoli Village has a destiny with me, and everything there has a destiny with me, since I have a destiny, I will pack it up and take it away, it’s no problem, right?

Lin Qian sat on the sofa, leaned against the sofa, and put down the red umbrella. If he hadn't suppressed this thing just now, Fang Chengshi might have to go see his ancestors.

The spirit on the red umbrella has not calmed down, and there will be cases of indiscriminate attacks on people. This situation may be resolved after a few days.

After taking a big gulp of the revival wine, Lin Qian squinted his eyes, looking at the light rain outside the window, thoughtful in his eyes:
"It's time to go, hurry back, the incident in the mortuary may involve the supernatural place, it would be best if Fang Chengshi and Xia Hanxin can solve it, and it's okay if it can't be solved, the level of weirdness in that place is not low."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian took a big gulp of the revived wine, put the rest of the jars of revived wine on the coffee table into the painting, patted Ke Ke on the head and said:

"Let's go, I'm going out again, let's go back early this time, maybe you can see your sister-in-law in a few days."

Holding the wine jar and sipping the wine, he opened his mouth when he heard what his father said, his eyes lit up immediately, and his red face was full of joy:
"Yeah, Coco misses my sister-in-law very much recently, and my father must make my sister-in-law come back to life! Without my sister-in-law's company, Keke doesn't taste good eating chicken legs."

Lin Qian: ...

You are really my good girl...

Lin Qian rubbed her heart, she really had a headache...

(End of this chapter)