Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact
Chapter 255
Chapter 255
The first floor of the old house is a bit dark, but because of the cleaning, it doesn't look so gloomy.
"Yang Jian, what are you doing locking the painting in the golden box? My painting is not made of human skin."
Lin Qian reached out to pick up the golden box on the ground, poured out the ashes inside, and threw it to Yang Jian.
The painting inside turned to ashes by itself after Lin Qian came out of the painting, which is quite normal, after all, the ghost painting is in his hands.
Yang Jie held the golden box, and looked at the scrolled painting in Lin Qian's hands strangely, the spookiness was terrifying, so terrifying that even his ghostly eyes dared not look at it.
This situation has been few and far between, but this has never been the strongest.
"What's the matter with you?"
Without answering Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian asked suspiciously.
"Is this a ghost painting?"
Hearing Yang Jian's question, Lin Qian didn't answer his question immediately, but looked at Heitan standing in Yang Jian with a nervous expression on his face.
"Who is this black charcoal? It looks supernatural and not weak."
Zhang Hao: ...
Zhang Hao looked at Lin Qian with resentment, and held back for a long time before he said:
"Brother Qian, I'm Zhang Hao, the Zhang Hao who dug your grave with you last time."
Hearing this, Lin Qian suddenly remembered, looked Zhang Hao up and down for a while, and nodded:
"Well, the black is a bit dark, but it's still passable."
Zhang Hao remained silent, obviously he didn't want others to say that he was black.
Except for the whites of his eyes, there is not a single part of his body that is not black. At least the teeth of black people are still white.
Fortunately, he even has black teeth. It's almost the kind of black that goes to grandma's house, turning off the lights at night and disappearing directly.
Seeing that Zhang Hao was silent, Lin Qian touched his nose. To be honest, Zhang Hao was the one who did this.
When helping him control the ghost at that time, he never thought that the ghost's skin would be so black.
Patting Zhang Hao on the shoulder, Lin Qian smiled and comforted him:
"Let's be dark, at least not afraid of the sun."
Zhang Hao remained silent like this, and smiled at Lin Qian with a smile uglier than crying. This comfort is not as comfortable as no comfort.
Lin Qian smiled and didn't care too much. She turned to look at Yang Jian, and seeing Yang Jian staring at the ghost painting in her hand, she shook her head involuntarily:
"Don't look at it, it's just a ghost painting, the source ghost painting."
Hearing this, Yang Jian suddenly raised his head to look at Lin Qian. Seeing Lin Qian's expression was extremely calm, he was relieved immediately. It seemed that there was nothing wrong.
"You guy, it's quite big, just hold the ghost painting like this, aren't you afraid of accidents?"
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, now he knew why he didn't dare to look at his ghost eyes, it was just as he thought.
Lin Qian didn't take it seriously, and didn't take Yang Jian's words seriously. He put his arms around Yang Jian's neck, looked around, and said with some surprise:
"Are you looking for the secrets of the Republic of China?"
Yang Jian's eyelids twitched as he looked at the hands around his neck. The ghost painting was only a few feet away from him, which was a bit dangerous.
But with Lin Qian here, there shouldn't be any problem.
"Well, the Republic of China is too mysterious, and there is very little information left, but almost all supernatural objects seem to be related to the Republic of China."
"For example, the things in this old house, I can be sure that they were left over from the period of the Republic of China."
Speaking of which, Yang Jian stretched out his hand to break away from Lin Qian's hand, and told the ghost painting to stay away from him. Although he didn't know why Lin Qian came out of the painting, it was not important.
Everyone has secrets, so does he, and Lin Qian does the same, it's just the size of the secret.
"You have used the ghost cabinet, and you have been humiliated by him. You should know some secrets of the Republic of China. I don't believe you haven't investigated it."
Lin Qian, who was freed by Yang Jian, didn't care, just looked outside with a smile, disapproving of the secrets of the Republic of China that Yang Jian said.
"I have nothing to do to investigate those things. It's just the Republic of China. If it's broken, there's no need to investigate it. If I have that time, I might as well eat and drink comfortably."
"With this spare time, you might as well find a way to solve the problem of ghosting on your body."
"Look at your state, have you made a move recently? It's a big move, what have you been doing recently? Your body has become like this bird."
Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian. Now Yang Jian's body is like a dead person, and it has begun to rot. If this situation continues, the ghost's instinct will not be able to be suppressed.
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian's pupils flickered slightly, and he already had a guess in his heart. Lin Qian knew a lot, at least more than he did, otherwise he wouldn't have said that the Republic of China had collapsed very much.
But seeing that Lin Qian didn't want to talk about it, and Yang Jian didn't want to ask, it's better to maintain a little sense of expectation for the Republic of China, which is a good thing for him.
His emotions are disappearing too quickly now, and he needs to maintain a sense of expectation for new things.
"A few days ago, I went to the Caesar Hotel again, took the hatchet away, and almost died in some accidents."
"It's like this when you come out."
Yang Jian stated the cause and result of the incident with a blank face, as if it was an insignificant matter.
Knowing that he went to the Caesar Hotel, Lin Qian suddenly realized, staring at Yang Jian, amazed:
"It seems that you really need a supernatural weapon, otherwise you wouldn't take such a big risk."
"But looking at your state, it's unreasonable not to change your body. How about I give you a trick?"
Seeing Lin Qian's strange expression, Yang Jian suddenly hesitated, thinking, this guy wants to play himself to death, right?Just like the last time he was asked to trick the bride.
But after thinking about it, Yang Jian still nodded, listen to it first, if it is reliable, then do it, if it is not reliable, just pretend that you didn't hear it.
"Tell me."
"Isn't the ghost's instinct to have a good body?"
Yang Jian nodded, that's right, seeing Yang Jian nodded, Lin Qian smiled and continued.
"Think about it, what in this world is better than a ghost making a body?"
Hearing this, Yang Jian was silent for a moment, his eyes flickered with emotion.
Seeing that Yang Jian had a new meaning, Lin Qian hurriedly continued to say:
"A ghost, it won't work if it's too strong, you won't be able to hold it, and it won't work if it's too weak, it will only drag you down. I thought about it carefully, and I think the ghost in the Caesar Hotel is pretty good. Do you want to think about it? Take him out and use it as your body?"
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian's face turned dark, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably:
"Lin Qian, that thing isn't strong anymore? Do you think I can hold it down?"
Uh……
Lin Qian rubbed his chin and nodded, thinking it made sense:
"You're right, you're too weak to hold back, and that's a little bad."
Hearing Lin Qian's blunt words, Yang Jian's face turned ashen.
"Lin Qian, you are enough, not everyone is you..."
"Ahem, okay, no kidding, but I'm right, you really need to control the next ghost, but don't worry, I will help you find one when I come back, and I promise to satisfy you."
Hearing this, Yang Jian's face became better. He looked at Lin Qian, looked at the ghost painting in his hand, thought for a while and said:
"Are you going to control Ghost Painting? Are you sure?"
"Yes, there are, but some hidden dangers are not easy to deal with."
Speaking of this, Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian with some expectation in his eyes:
"Why don't you enter Ghost Painting with me? I'll give you privileges so that you can open Ghost Domain. Can you help me intercept a ghost?"
"Oh? Even you can't deal with it? What kind of ghost is so outrageous?" Yang Jian asked suspiciously.
"Ahem, tricky bride..."
Lin Qian coughed twice, then spoke softly.
Yang Jian walked out of the old house expressionlessly, he didn't want to see Lin Qian now.
"Don't be cowardly, isn't it a tricky bride, I believe you can stop her."
Lin Qian put her arms around Yang Jian's neck and walked outside with her arms around him.
Hearing this, Yang Jian's face became even darker:
"I still want to live a few more days."
Uh……
Lin Qian smiled and didn't care too much, and took out a jar of revived wine from the small black cloth bag.
"Okay, no kidding, you've drank this stuff, it's helpful to you."
After handing the wine to Yang Jian, Lin Qian lost his joking look, and became serious again:
"I have to go. You can't delay the control of Ghost Painting. You can wait for me to come back to talk about your physical problems, or you can find a way by yourself. Although your brain is not as good as mine, at least it is not bad. I believe you can solve it. This kind of thing."
"It's just a ghost's instinct, it can't affect you."
Yang directly passed the wine jar, the corner of his mouth twitched:
"You are more and more in need of a beating, the kind that is even more in need of a beating than Zhang Wei."
Lin Qian smiled, didn't care too much, waved to Yang Jian and said:
"Okay, let's go, we will meet again when we have time, don't investigate the affairs of the Republic of China period, there is no need, if you really want to know, just go to the tailor shop, Mr. Fang knows a lot, if you ask, He'll tell you, it's no secret."
"Well, I see." Yang Jian said.
Lin Qian looked at Heitan behind Yang Jian, thought for a while, took out a lantern from his pocket and threw it to Yang Jian.
"Give this to Zhang Hao, he is too weak, give him some defense."
Yang picked up the thrown lantern, and a strange scene appeared. The lantern, which was originally extinguished in Lin Qian's hand, turned light red the moment it was in Yang Jian's hand, and it was gradually getting darker.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian nodded secretly, and it seemed that the ghost eye on Yang Jian's body opened again.
Lin Qian didn't say anything, and looked up at the sky. The afternoon sun made people drowsy.
"Let's go, talk back."
As soon as the words fell, Lin Qian disappeared in place, and a firefly streaked across the sky, which was a bit beautiful.
Looking at the ghost domain in the sky that day, Yang Jian's eyes twitched, but it really fit Lin Qian's character, if he could use the ghost domain to drive, he would use it.
Withdrawing his eyes from the green and red, Yang Jian looked at the lantern in his hand, and handed it to Zhang Hao casually, with a calm expression:
"Take it, this thing is more practical for you."
Zhang Hao took the lantern silently. It was originally a dark red lantern in Yang Jian's hand, but it turned light red in his hand, which was very strange.
Zhang Hao looked at Lin Qian who was leaving, held back for a while, but still couldn't help asking:
"Boss, Brother Qian has always been like this, so... like joking?"
Hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes flashed red, and he was silent for a while before answering his question:
"No, it's because he was too deeply influenced by the Sly Bride, but don't worry too much, maybe he will return to normal after he controls the Ghost Painting."
"He's too neurotic now. To put it mildly, he's a lunatic, but to put it mildly, he just got out of a mental hospital and hasn't recovered yet."
Uh……
Zhang Hao was stunned, and couldn't believe it all. Although Lin Qian looked a little abnormal, it shouldn't be as serious as Yang Jian said.
Yang Jian rolled his eyes at Zhang Hao and walked towards Guanjiang Community without saying anything.
Lin Qian was right, he had to find a way to solve the problems on his body, and the ghost's instinct was a little troublesome.
As for whether to wait for Lin Qian to come back, or to solve it by himself, Yang Jian felt that it would not be too late to wait until he came back from Dajing City, anyway, it would only be less than a month.
Looking at Yang Jian who left, Zhang Hao was a little puzzled, scratched his head, chose to follow without saying anything.
He heard a lot of things today. After thinking about it, he sorted out his thoughts. Although he was surprised by Lin Qian's control of ghost paintings, he was not surprised. Anything that happened to Lin Qian was not worth it. strangeness.
Lin Qian is strange itself...
…………
In Lin Yue'er's apartment in Dajiang City, Ke Ke squatted in front of a horrific spliced wall, looked left and right, and always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong with her little head.
For a moment, Ke Ke became embarrassed, scratching his head and not knowing what to do.
Fang Chengshi and Mr. Fang stood quietly behind Ke Ke, without saying a word, silent, looking at the wall with extremely strange expressions.
Don't know what to say.
The atmosphere became quiet for a while, and at this moment, Lin Qian suddenly appeared in the living room.
When Lin Qian saw the wall, the corners of his mouth twitched immediately, and he stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, unable to bear to look directly.
Looking down the wall, seeing Ke Ke squatting there and scratching his head, Lin Qian laughed angrily, well, it turned out that Ke Ke did it, no wonder he was able to mend all the furniture.
Fang Chengshi and Mr. Fang were not too surprised by Lin Qian's sudden appearance, but thought it was normal.
"Won?"
Mr. Fang looked at Lin Qian, and saw the ghost painting in Lin Qian's hand at a glance. A smile flashed in his eyes, and he nodded:
"Looks like a win."
Hearing the old man's words, Lin Qian nodded his head slightly, as he admitted it, but he didn't go into details, but walked to Ke Ke, hugged Ke Ke and said to the old man:
"Old man, I have to go. Time waits for no one. I still have some things to arrange. I will tell you what happened this time when I come back."
"Well, it's important to control ghost paintings. Go, I will watch Dajiang City, there is no problem."
Lin Qian nodded, didn't say anything, looked at the wall, shook his head, and disappeared in the same place, heading abroad. It's hard to pretend that there are more than a billion people.
Mr. Fang walked to the window and looked up. The blue and red lingering for a long time, looked like a rainbow.
"Boy Lin was lucky this time, and Zhang Xianguang actually lost. Although he was optimistic about Boy Lin, Zhang Xianguang's arrangement really restrained Boy Lin better."
"I didn't expect to fight, but it's a pity...it's a pity..."
Mr. Fang shook his head, his face was full of regret, it was not a pity that Zhang Xianguang's plan failed, but a pity that Zhang Xianguang did a futile effort.
Nothing else, just that.
Foreshadowing still needs to be done, foreshadowing still needs to be buried, just like parchment paper, there must be no less pits to be buried, and the author is the same.
If you want to know some plots, you can join the group, there is a group at the top of the comment area, or there are also in the introduction of the book, there are two in total, if you are interested, you can come in and take a look.
(End of this chapter)
The first floor of the old house is a bit dark, but because of the cleaning, it doesn't look so gloomy.
"Yang Jian, what are you doing locking the painting in the golden box? My painting is not made of human skin."
Lin Qian reached out to pick up the golden box on the ground, poured out the ashes inside, and threw it to Yang Jian.
The painting inside turned to ashes by itself after Lin Qian came out of the painting, which is quite normal, after all, the ghost painting is in his hands.
Yang Jie held the golden box, and looked at the scrolled painting in Lin Qian's hands strangely, the spookiness was terrifying, so terrifying that even his ghostly eyes dared not look at it.
This situation has been few and far between, but this has never been the strongest.
"What's the matter with you?"
Without answering Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian asked suspiciously.
"Is this a ghost painting?"
Hearing Yang Jian's question, Lin Qian didn't answer his question immediately, but looked at Heitan standing in Yang Jian with a nervous expression on his face.
"Who is this black charcoal? It looks supernatural and not weak."
Zhang Hao: ...
Zhang Hao looked at Lin Qian with resentment, and held back for a long time before he said:
"Brother Qian, I'm Zhang Hao, the Zhang Hao who dug your grave with you last time."
Hearing this, Lin Qian suddenly remembered, looked Zhang Hao up and down for a while, and nodded:
"Well, the black is a bit dark, but it's still passable."
Zhang Hao remained silent, obviously he didn't want others to say that he was black.
Except for the whites of his eyes, there is not a single part of his body that is not black. At least the teeth of black people are still white.
Fortunately, he even has black teeth. It's almost the kind of black that goes to grandma's house, turning off the lights at night and disappearing directly.
Seeing that Zhang Hao was silent, Lin Qian touched his nose. To be honest, Zhang Hao was the one who did this.
When helping him control the ghost at that time, he never thought that the ghost's skin would be so black.
Patting Zhang Hao on the shoulder, Lin Qian smiled and comforted him:
"Let's be dark, at least not afraid of the sun."
Zhang Hao remained silent like this, and smiled at Lin Qian with a smile uglier than crying. This comfort is not as comfortable as no comfort.
Lin Qian smiled and didn't care too much. She turned to look at Yang Jian, and seeing Yang Jian staring at the ghost painting in her hand, she shook her head involuntarily:
"Don't look at it, it's just a ghost painting, the source ghost painting."
Hearing this, Yang Jian suddenly raised his head to look at Lin Qian. Seeing Lin Qian's expression was extremely calm, he was relieved immediately. It seemed that there was nothing wrong.
"You guy, it's quite big, just hold the ghost painting like this, aren't you afraid of accidents?"
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, now he knew why he didn't dare to look at his ghost eyes, it was just as he thought.
Lin Qian didn't take it seriously, and didn't take Yang Jian's words seriously. He put his arms around Yang Jian's neck, looked around, and said with some surprise:
"Are you looking for the secrets of the Republic of China?"
Yang Jian's eyelids twitched as he looked at the hands around his neck. The ghost painting was only a few feet away from him, which was a bit dangerous.
But with Lin Qian here, there shouldn't be any problem.
"Well, the Republic of China is too mysterious, and there is very little information left, but almost all supernatural objects seem to be related to the Republic of China."
"For example, the things in this old house, I can be sure that they were left over from the period of the Republic of China."
Speaking of which, Yang Jian stretched out his hand to break away from Lin Qian's hand, and told the ghost painting to stay away from him. Although he didn't know why Lin Qian came out of the painting, it was not important.
Everyone has secrets, so does he, and Lin Qian does the same, it's just the size of the secret.
"You have used the ghost cabinet, and you have been humiliated by him. You should know some secrets of the Republic of China. I don't believe you haven't investigated it."
Lin Qian, who was freed by Yang Jian, didn't care, just looked outside with a smile, disapproving of the secrets of the Republic of China that Yang Jian said.
"I have nothing to do to investigate those things. It's just the Republic of China. If it's broken, there's no need to investigate it. If I have that time, I might as well eat and drink comfortably."
"With this spare time, you might as well find a way to solve the problem of ghosting on your body."
"Look at your state, have you made a move recently? It's a big move, what have you been doing recently? Your body has become like this bird."
Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian. Now Yang Jian's body is like a dead person, and it has begun to rot. If this situation continues, the ghost's instinct will not be able to be suppressed.
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian's pupils flickered slightly, and he already had a guess in his heart. Lin Qian knew a lot, at least more than he did, otherwise he wouldn't have said that the Republic of China had collapsed very much.
But seeing that Lin Qian didn't want to talk about it, and Yang Jian didn't want to ask, it's better to maintain a little sense of expectation for the Republic of China, which is a good thing for him.
His emotions are disappearing too quickly now, and he needs to maintain a sense of expectation for new things.
"A few days ago, I went to the Caesar Hotel again, took the hatchet away, and almost died in some accidents."
"It's like this when you come out."
Yang Jian stated the cause and result of the incident with a blank face, as if it was an insignificant matter.
Knowing that he went to the Caesar Hotel, Lin Qian suddenly realized, staring at Yang Jian, amazed:
"It seems that you really need a supernatural weapon, otherwise you wouldn't take such a big risk."
"But looking at your state, it's unreasonable not to change your body. How about I give you a trick?"
Seeing Lin Qian's strange expression, Yang Jian suddenly hesitated, thinking, this guy wants to play himself to death, right?Just like the last time he was asked to trick the bride.
But after thinking about it, Yang Jian still nodded, listen to it first, if it is reliable, then do it, if it is not reliable, just pretend that you didn't hear it.
"Tell me."
"Isn't the ghost's instinct to have a good body?"
Yang Jian nodded, that's right, seeing Yang Jian nodded, Lin Qian smiled and continued.
"Think about it, what in this world is better than a ghost making a body?"
Hearing this, Yang Jian was silent for a moment, his eyes flickered with emotion.
Seeing that Yang Jian had a new meaning, Lin Qian hurriedly continued to say:
"A ghost, it won't work if it's too strong, you won't be able to hold it, and it won't work if it's too weak, it will only drag you down. I thought about it carefully, and I think the ghost in the Caesar Hotel is pretty good. Do you want to think about it? Take him out and use it as your body?"
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian's face turned dark, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably:
"Lin Qian, that thing isn't strong anymore? Do you think I can hold it down?"
Uh……
Lin Qian rubbed his chin and nodded, thinking it made sense:
"You're right, you're too weak to hold back, and that's a little bad."
Hearing Lin Qian's blunt words, Yang Jian's face turned ashen.
"Lin Qian, you are enough, not everyone is you..."
"Ahem, okay, no kidding, but I'm right, you really need to control the next ghost, but don't worry, I will help you find one when I come back, and I promise to satisfy you."
Hearing this, Yang Jian's face became better. He looked at Lin Qian, looked at the ghost painting in his hand, thought for a while and said:
"Are you going to control Ghost Painting? Are you sure?"
"Yes, there are, but some hidden dangers are not easy to deal with."
Speaking of this, Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian with some expectation in his eyes:
"Why don't you enter Ghost Painting with me? I'll give you privileges so that you can open Ghost Domain. Can you help me intercept a ghost?"
"Oh? Even you can't deal with it? What kind of ghost is so outrageous?" Yang Jian asked suspiciously.
"Ahem, tricky bride..."
Lin Qian coughed twice, then spoke softly.
Yang Jian walked out of the old house expressionlessly, he didn't want to see Lin Qian now.
"Don't be cowardly, isn't it a tricky bride, I believe you can stop her."
Lin Qian put her arms around Yang Jian's neck and walked outside with her arms around him.
Hearing this, Yang Jian's face became even darker:
"I still want to live a few more days."
Uh……
Lin Qian smiled and didn't care too much, and took out a jar of revived wine from the small black cloth bag.
"Okay, no kidding, you've drank this stuff, it's helpful to you."
After handing the wine to Yang Jian, Lin Qian lost his joking look, and became serious again:
"I have to go. You can't delay the control of Ghost Painting. You can wait for me to come back to talk about your physical problems, or you can find a way by yourself. Although your brain is not as good as mine, at least it is not bad. I believe you can solve it. This kind of thing."
"It's just a ghost's instinct, it can't affect you."
Yang directly passed the wine jar, the corner of his mouth twitched:
"You are more and more in need of a beating, the kind that is even more in need of a beating than Zhang Wei."
Lin Qian smiled, didn't care too much, waved to Yang Jian and said:
"Okay, let's go, we will meet again when we have time, don't investigate the affairs of the Republic of China period, there is no need, if you really want to know, just go to the tailor shop, Mr. Fang knows a lot, if you ask, He'll tell you, it's no secret."
"Well, I see." Yang Jian said.
Lin Qian looked at Heitan behind Yang Jian, thought for a while, took out a lantern from his pocket and threw it to Yang Jian.
"Give this to Zhang Hao, he is too weak, give him some defense."
Yang picked up the thrown lantern, and a strange scene appeared. The lantern, which was originally extinguished in Lin Qian's hand, turned light red the moment it was in Yang Jian's hand, and it was gradually getting darker.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian nodded secretly, and it seemed that the ghost eye on Yang Jian's body opened again.
Lin Qian didn't say anything, and looked up at the sky. The afternoon sun made people drowsy.
"Let's go, talk back."
As soon as the words fell, Lin Qian disappeared in place, and a firefly streaked across the sky, which was a bit beautiful.
Looking at the ghost domain in the sky that day, Yang Jian's eyes twitched, but it really fit Lin Qian's character, if he could use the ghost domain to drive, he would use it.
Withdrawing his eyes from the green and red, Yang Jian looked at the lantern in his hand, and handed it to Zhang Hao casually, with a calm expression:
"Take it, this thing is more practical for you."
Zhang Hao took the lantern silently. It was originally a dark red lantern in Yang Jian's hand, but it turned light red in his hand, which was very strange.
Zhang Hao looked at Lin Qian who was leaving, held back for a while, but still couldn't help asking:
"Boss, Brother Qian has always been like this, so... like joking?"
Hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes flashed red, and he was silent for a while before answering his question:
"No, it's because he was too deeply influenced by the Sly Bride, but don't worry too much, maybe he will return to normal after he controls the Ghost Painting."
"He's too neurotic now. To put it mildly, he's a lunatic, but to put it mildly, he just got out of a mental hospital and hasn't recovered yet."
Uh……
Zhang Hao was stunned, and couldn't believe it all. Although Lin Qian looked a little abnormal, it shouldn't be as serious as Yang Jian said.
Yang Jian rolled his eyes at Zhang Hao and walked towards Guanjiang Community without saying anything.
Lin Qian was right, he had to find a way to solve the problems on his body, and the ghost's instinct was a little troublesome.
As for whether to wait for Lin Qian to come back, or to solve it by himself, Yang Jian felt that it would not be too late to wait until he came back from Dajing City, anyway, it would only be less than a month.
Looking at Yang Jian who left, Zhang Hao was a little puzzled, scratched his head, chose to follow without saying anything.
He heard a lot of things today. After thinking about it, he sorted out his thoughts. Although he was surprised by Lin Qian's control of ghost paintings, he was not surprised. Anything that happened to Lin Qian was not worth it. strangeness.
Lin Qian is strange itself...
…………
In Lin Yue'er's apartment in Dajiang City, Ke Ke squatted in front of a horrific spliced wall, looked left and right, and always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong with her little head.
For a moment, Ke Ke became embarrassed, scratching his head and not knowing what to do.
Fang Chengshi and Mr. Fang stood quietly behind Ke Ke, without saying a word, silent, looking at the wall with extremely strange expressions.
Don't know what to say.
The atmosphere became quiet for a while, and at this moment, Lin Qian suddenly appeared in the living room.
When Lin Qian saw the wall, the corners of his mouth twitched immediately, and he stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, unable to bear to look directly.
Looking down the wall, seeing Ke Ke squatting there and scratching his head, Lin Qian laughed angrily, well, it turned out that Ke Ke did it, no wonder he was able to mend all the furniture.
Fang Chengshi and Mr. Fang were not too surprised by Lin Qian's sudden appearance, but thought it was normal.
"Won?"
Mr. Fang looked at Lin Qian, and saw the ghost painting in Lin Qian's hand at a glance. A smile flashed in his eyes, and he nodded:
"Looks like a win."
Hearing the old man's words, Lin Qian nodded his head slightly, as he admitted it, but he didn't go into details, but walked to Ke Ke, hugged Ke Ke and said to the old man:
"Old man, I have to go. Time waits for no one. I still have some things to arrange. I will tell you what happened this time when I come back."
"Well, it's important to control ghost paintings. Go, I will watch Dajiang City, there is no problem."
Lin Qian nodded, didn't say anything, looked at the wall, shook his head, and disappeared in the same place, heading abroad. It's hard to pretend that there are more than a billion people.
Mr. Fang walked to the window and looked up. The blue and red lingering for a long time, looked like a rainbow.
"Boy Lin was lucky this time, and Zhang Xianguang actually lost. Although he was optimistic about Boy Lin, Zhang Xianguang's arrangement really restrained Boy Lin better."
"I didn't expect to fight, but it's a pity...it's a pity..."
Mr. Fang shook his head, his face was full of regret, it was not a pity that Zhang Xianguang's plan failed, but a pity that Zhang Xianguang did a futile effort.
Nothing else, just that.
Foreshadowing still needs to be done, foreshadowing still needs to be buried, just like parchment paper, there must be no less pits to be buried, and the author is the same.
If you want to know some plots, you can join the group, there is a group at the top of the comment area, or there are also in the introduction of the book, there are two in total, if you are interested, you can come in and take a look.
(End of this chapter)
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