Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 248 The plan to start
Walking out of the painting, Lin Qian came to the ghost post office outside and walked down a staircase leading directly to the first floor. This was made after he became an administrator. He had eaten up all the ghosts in the post office.

All the messengers were also kicked out of the post office by him. Not only that, but he also built a staircase that went directly to the fifth floor. When he came next time, he could send up to three letters to become an administrator.

Of course, only he can walk this staircase, if the rest of the people go up, death is just a word.

Walking towards the lobby on the first floor, if the time is not too urgent, he may directly choose to deliver the three letters. Of course, he can also tear up the letters, but he can tear up one at most. After all, tearing up three red letters at once will cause big problems of.

Lin Qian stopped suddenly, looking at the female corpse, or Tian Xiaoyue, who was coming from below, her eyes flickered slightly.

Passing by her, Lin Qian continued to walk towards the first floor. The ghosts in this woman were constantly colliding. If she successfully suppressed another ghost, she might regain consciousness.

If it fails, hehe, if it fails, it will fail. Anyway, she is still the administrator of the post office, so she can't die. At worst, the ghosts will continue to collide.

I didn't pay too much attention to Tian Xiaoyue. Her existence was a good thing. A terrifying ghost wandered around the ghost post office, preventing many ordinary people who entered here from going up to the third floor. This is a very good part-time job. ghost.

Walking out of the post office, this time in Dahan City, because he became an administrator and lost the administrator, so he can only appear here.

Standing in front of the unfinished building, Lin Qian lit a cigarette, looked up, exhaled a puff of smoke, the sky was full of stars, and the bright moon was hidden in the thin clouds, only half of it was exposed.

But after the wind takes the clouds out for a walk, the bright moonlight will be fully revealed.

Lin Qian watched quietly, remained silent, and smoked one mouthful after another.

In fact, Zhang Xianguang's plan is correct. Using ghost paintings, ghost trees, and He Yuelian, they can completely cover the source of all ghosts.

The ghost domain of ghost paintings is infinite, which is the case in theory.

It's a pity that they ignored the tricky bride. If the bride didn't get the embroidered shoes, their plan would be perfect, and the chance of success was about [-]%.

With a [-]% success rate, it can be said that they are guaranteed. Once they are done, they can be said to be the heroes of the world, and they are much more legitimate than Feng Quan, who wants to become a ghost and save the world.

It's a pity that Zhang Xianguang personally delivered the embroidered shoes to the treacherous bride, and he made a huge hole in his plan that had been planned for decades.

Success is also him, failure is also him...

"Hehe, this bastard actually wants me to face the bride. I want to die like crazy. If I am held by the bride, the bride will complete all the puzzles in an instant. I haven't signed the marriage letter yet, how can I perform the wedding ceremony? "

"What a madman..."

Lin Qian chuckled, rituals can't be wrong, if he is wrong, he will die, he still doesn't want to die, he is not a saint...

After extinguishing the cigarette butt, Lin Qian disappeared in place, like a shooting star flashing across the night.

Back in Dajiang City, let's deal with Xia Hanxin's resuscitation of the ghost first, this woman is still useful, and I have to go to the tailor's shop to ask Mr. Fang for a black cloth bag.

The supernatural items placed in the ghost painting have to be taken out. When controlling the ghost painting, these things cannot be in the painting, which is prone to problems.

By the way, I would like to ask about the situation in the ghost market in Dajiang City, how many ordinary people are infected with supernatural powers, and these people are the chief culprits in attracting ghosts.

The headquarters should not let them get involved in the ghost post office. Xiaoyue has not been resurrected, so it is unreliable for them to take over the ghost post office.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Wang Xiaoming, it's just that this guy is too serious about these researches, and he still won't let Wang Xiaoming go to the post office until he brings Xiaoyue back to life.

There are not too many things, and they can be dealt with in less than a day.

Under the gloomy sky, the flickering lights of an old tattoo parlor look particularly abrupt in this dilapidated small town.

Inside the museum, Zhang Xianguang's face was extremely ugly, while Nie Yingping, Chen Qiaoyang and a few people they didn't know also had ugly faces.

"My main body has a problem, and the connection with the ghost post office has disappeared."

"Can you guess what happened? Is the main body dead?"

Nie Yingping had a gloomy face, looking a little hideous under the flickering candlelight.

"I guessed it. It was the young man who did it. He should have become an administrator. Otherwise, even if my main body is dismantled by him, my connection with the ghost post office will not disappear directly."

Zhang Xianguang let out a foul breath, and cast his eyes on He Yuelian who was standing not far away.

Being watched by Zhang Xianguang, He Yuelian was a little nervous, subconsciously began to back away, her face was a little pale.

Zhang Xianguang withdrew his gaze from her, lowered his brows and eyes, and said in a deep voice:
"The plan is officially started. Liu Xin, Zhou Yun and I are going to delay the young man."

"Nie Yingping, you take He Yuelian and things to the destination to set up the ceremony. As soon as your side starts, my side will start attacking immediately."

Having said that, Zhang Xianguang looked up at Chen Qiaoyang:
"You have to come with me first. You need to control the ghost bumper and the ghost taxi. You have to bump that young man into my position. Just bump into him. You don't have to expect to bump him to death."

"Ghost bumping people and ghost taxis can't do this yet. If it's with a bus, there might be some hope."

Chen Qiaoyang nodded solemnly, indicating that there is no problem.

"Well, the rest of you are waiting for Chen Qiaoyang on the only way to go to the Sly Bride first. Remember that your purpose is to attack Chen Qiaoyang. Of course, you can also attack the Sly Bride."

"What you've done is equivalent to reducing the pressure on my side. After all, attacking the cunning bride is equivalent to attacking the young man."

"However, you must pay attention. The Sly Bride is no longer the mummy in the wedding dress we met before. It is the body now, not the wedding dress. At least five or six pieces of puzzles have been completed."

"All I know are ghost blood, ghost thread, embroidered shoes, ghost combs, and ghost cabinets."

"These are just what I know. I don't know if the bride has completed the rest of the puzzle in Yingjing."

"But even if this is the case, the level of horror of the tricky bride is no longer something I can resist, so you have to be careful, don't die."

After hearing Zhang Xianguang's warning, the rest of them were full of vigilance and nodded solemnly, but they didn't speak.

Zhang Xianguang looked around at everyone, with an extremely low voice:

"This time, the pressure on Chen Qiaoyang will be very heavy. As long as Nie Yingping successfully pulls out the ghost painting, Chen Qiaoyang, you must attract the treacherous bride to my side."

"Let the cunning bride and the young man meet, and I will make an arrangement here. Your sedan chair must be left to the bride, otherwise she will instantly complete the ghost painting puzzle. As long as the cunning bride and the young man sit on the sedan chair, the bride will be killed." Restricted by Ghost sedan chair and Lin Qian."

"Although I don't know how long the restriction will be, according to my estimation, it is enough for us to complete all the plans. As long as we complete the plan, Master Li will make an exception and take the tricky bride into custody."

Having said that, Zhang Xianguang stared straight at Chen Qiaoyang, with a red glow in his eyes:
"Chen Qiaoyang, don't lose the chain. This time the matter is very important. Whether we can make it to Chengdu depends on you!"

Chen Qiaoyang was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Zhang Xianguang, his face changed a little, his eyes flickered, and finally nodded:
"I will do my best here. Unless I die, the bride will not go to Nie Yingping's side. But you must be quick. My sedan chair is one of the bride's puzzles. If you don't hurry up, my sedan chair may be destroyed in an instant." was robbed."

Chen Qiaoyang's tone was extremely serious, it didn't look like he was joking.

Zhang Xianguang restrained his fierceness, his expression returned to calm, he nodded and said:

"I will pay attention here. Nie Yingping can get the source of the ghost painting in no more than one minute at most. As long as the bride does not show up, he can pull out the ghost painting on Lin Qian's body in at most three minutes and leave."

"Well, I can do it here, no problem." Nie Yingping said that there is no problem.

Only then did Chen Qiaoyang heave a sigh of relief, as long as the time was confirmed, he would be fine.

The living only see ghosts, but the ghost shepherd is not seen until death, and it is he who is talking about.

"Okay, since there is no problem, let's start directly. The plan is to start at ten o'clock tomorrow night. Everyone prepares all the supernatural items. Don't have any secrets. If you don't succeed this time, you will be a benevolent."

Zhang Xianguang took a look at a few people, and walked out of the tattoo parlor with a blood-stained sword in his hand. He went to arrange his position, and Liu Xin and Zhou Yun followed silently.

With a solemn expression, Nie Yingping blew out the candles, glanced at the sluggish He Yuelian, turned his head and entered a room without saying a word. Inside were tattooed ghosts made by him, things for ceremonies, and a set of light red wedding dresses.

Chen Qiaoyang's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he finally shook his head, turned around and left with the rest of the people, he had to take them to the bride's only way to wait, and then Come back to find Zhang Xianguang.

The plan has begun, and it depends on this time whether the supernatural recovery can be completely solved.

He Yuelian stood there blankly, the conversation between Zhang Xianguang and the others reverberated in her mind, and there was nothing but shock in her heart.

These people are lunatics, outright lunatics, and they can do such a horrible thing for an ideal of saving the world.

"What a bunch of lunatics, a group of lunatics who save the world..." He Yuelian muttered to herself.

At the beginning of Fuguang, Dajiang City was very peaceful. Lin Qian took the water droplets from Xia Hanxin's body, not caring about Xia Hanxin's shocked expression, and turned to look at Chenhui outside the window, with some doubts in his eyes.

A sense of ominousness appeared in his heart, and it disappeared in a flash. It seemed that something was brewing, which looked terrifying.

"What is it?"

Lin Qian frowned, not sure what would happen.

"No matter what it is, I must start preparing to control ghost paintings tomorrow, and no one can stop me."

Lin Qian's eyes were cold, he didn't care what would happen, even if there was an S-level supernatural event for him to deal with, he would definitely not go, no matter how many things the headquarters gave.

His matter is far more important than an S-level supernatural incident.

"Go back and get used to the new ghosts. After driving two ghosts at once and crashing, it's normal not to adapt."

Lin Qian looked at Xia Hanxin and said calmly, it seemed that this kind of thing was just something he did with him, and it wasn't worth his attention.

"Okay, okay, thank you boss!"

Xia Han looked at Lin Qian gratefully. It was a lie that she was not excited. She controlled two ghosts at once, and she herself controlled one ghost.

She has a total of three of them now, and all of them are dead, which means that when she encounters supernatural events in the future, her chances of surviving will be greatly increased, and she will be able to deal with supernatural events with ease.

After all, there is no need to worry about the recovery of the ghost, she can use the power of the ghost to the maximum.

Lin Qian just nodded and didn't say anything. To be honest, he was still a little disappointed. The three ghosts used each other as a puzzle, and there was no ghost domain, which is a bit rubbish.

Seeing that Boss Lin didn't speak, Xia Hanxin opened the door and left tactfully. It's normal for Boss Lin to look down on her, after all, she's a real trash.

Not paying attention to Xia Hanxin, Lin Qian stared out the window, with a slight light in his eyes, as if the wind was about to blow.

Looking at Ke Ke, who was lying sprawled on the sofa and sleeping, Lin Qian was a little helpless. Who did this little guy learn from in his sleeping position, and why is he so unique.

The little girl is from every family. If she doesn't sleep well, it's a little bad.

Shaking his head, Lin Qian walked to the sofa, picked up Ke Ke, stepped out, and disappeared in place.

In the west of the city, Lin Qian pushed open the door of the tailor's shop and walked in.

"Boss, good morning, why are you free to come here?"

Fang Chengshi, who was sewing a shroud, was surprised when he saw Lin Qian walking into the tailor's shop.

In my impression, Lin Qian doesn't come here very often. According to him, this place is lifeless, and it's not easy to relax here.

"Well, early, I have something to do when I come here, I need to borrow your black cloth bag for use, and return it when it is used up."

Looking at the shroud in Fang Chengshi's hand, Lin Qian didn't have any idea, he didn't like it.

"You want that one, there's nothing wrong with this one, grandpa has a few more, I'll get them for you."

Fang Cheng began to put down the shroud in his hand, nailed it to the table with a needle as black as ink, got up and walked into the house.

Lin Qian smiled, didn't say anything, walked to another table and sat down, waiting quietly.

"Boy Lin, how are things going, have you completed the ghost painting control?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded from outside the tailor's shop, and an old man with gray hair walked into the tailor's shop, it was Mr. Fang.

"Not yet, this time I came here to do some preparations."

Lin Qian took the reviving wine handed over by the old man, opened the mud seal and took a sip, and then let the wine-waken up mouth hug it.

Lin Qian didn't care about this, and took the jar of wine handed over by the old man again, and drank slowly.

The old man sat beside Lin Qian, feeling a little puzzled:
"Preparation work? What preparation work? Can you tell me?"

"Well, it's not that there's nothing I can't say. It's just that I put some supernatural objects into the painting and need to get them out. I'm afraid that these supernatural objects will give me an accident when I'm driving the ghost painting."

"So I need a black cloth bag for these things."

Hearing this, the old man laughed and shook his head. This kid must have a lot of things on him, otherwise he wouldn't come to him.

"There's nothing wrong with this one. I still have a few black cloth bags here. It's okay if you take two."

Lin Qian rubbed Ke Ke's head, said with a smile:

"Thank you very much then."

"Thank you, thank you, it's just a little effort, it's no big deal."

The old man waved his hand and didn't care about those black cloth bags. Although those things are not easy to make, they are not impossible to make. They may be valuable to others.

But to him, it was of little value, perhaps not worth as much as a jar of resurrection wine.

"By the way, speaking of it, I would like to thank you very much. If you hadn't given us a ghost plum and ghost peach tree last time, I wouldn't have been able to drink old man Du's wine for free."

"Hey, look, this is what I just went to old guy Du's shop to get. It's free, not a penny, and he also dislikes me for taking too little."

The old man lifted the wine jar in his hand, and said with a smile, obviously very proud of being able to prostitute the old man's wine for free.

Lin Qian just smiled and didn't speak, drinking the wine silently, doing nothing.

At this moment, Fang Chengshi came out from the back room, holding two black cloth bags in his hands.

"Boss, give these two spirits a relatively large space, which should be enough for you to store some sundries."

He took the black cloth bag into his hand, and the hand was bitterly cold and supernatural. Ordinary people would have to see their ancestors soon after holding it.

Seeing the exquisite workmanship and the small black cloth bag embroidered with the picture of ghosts carrying lanterns, Lin Qian nodded. It is a good thing, if it is not convenient for ghost paintings, it can be carried.

Putting away the black cloth bag, Lin Qian stood up, and took out seven or eight sets of costumes from the painting, which were all picked off from the phantom last time.

This thing is of no use to him, and it won't work if he eats it. It's better to give it to a tailor.

"I'll give these costumes to you. I keep them and they take up space. They don't taste good to eat, and they can't resist the attacks of too many ghosts when I wear them. It's really tasteless."

Fang Chengshi looked at the costumes in Lin Qian's hands with a complicated expression. It was because of these costumes that he participated in the ghost show incident.

In the end, he didn't hold the clothes and almost died, so when he saw these costumes, his expression was extremely complicated.

Looking at these costumes, the old man immediately smiled and nodded quickly:

"Boy Lin, your gift is just right. Even if you don't give it today, I will ask you for it when I have time. I just need these costumes to cut a dress here. It's just right, just right!"

Hearing what the old man said, Lin Qian smiled, and handed the clothes to the old man, the beauty of an adult is nothing more than that.

"Then I'll leave first. I have a lot of things to do here, and I'm a little busy. By the way, I'm leaving for a while, and Dajiang City will trouble the old man."

"Okay, no problem, just go, I can't make any mistakes."

The old man reached out to take the costume, and a chill emerged from the old man's body, instantly suppressing the costume that had started to tremble violently.

This thing is very fierce, although it is peaceful in Lin Qian's hands, it is just like a piece of clothing, but if it is taken by ordinary people, a phantom will be born in an instant.

This is the origin of costumes and ghosts. Ghosts never make sense...




(End of this chapter)