Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 257 Ye Zhen
Foreign emergencies have caused a lot of trouble. Compared to this incident, the destruction of Yingjing is equivalent to pediatrics.

The disappearances of so many people were all silent and random, and even leaders at the top level were missing.

This caused turmoil in foreign countries, but there was one thing that was rather strange. Apart from the disappearance of ordinary people, none of the ghost masters had an accident.

Everyone was safe and sound, except for that moment of suppression, I didn't feel anything else.

This is also the fundamental reason why there is no complete chaos abroad. If even the ghost masters disappear, they will really cry to death.

In this era, every ghost master is a precious resource, especially when a large number of ghost masters died in foreign countries not long ago.

Of course, there is no such worry in the headquarters. The opening of the ghost market has allowed them to harvest a small group of new ghost masters, and they will continue to appear in the future.

As long as Mr. Li is willing to continue to open the ghost market, but judging from the opening of the ghost market last time, Mr. Li is very satisfied with the results of that large ghost market.

This also made the headquarters breathe a sigh of relief. After all, an old man like Master Li who did not know when he survived was still valued by the headquarters.

It's not because of anything else, just seeing how respectful Mr. Qin is to Mr. Li, he knows what kind of existence Mr. Li is.

After that time, Mr. Qin said something to the head of the headquarters. He said that if Master Li could be in charge of the headquarters, it would be very easy for the headquarters to manage the ghost masters in the future, very easy!
So the headquarters has been striving for Master Li to sit in the headquarters, but it is not satisfactory, and there is only one result, and that is to look again.

This gave the headquarters a headache, but they didn't dare to say anything. They could only wait and see. There was no other good solution.

Closer to home, the foreign affairs this time are very strange, and the incident is so big that I don't know how to name this incident.

The headquarters has always maintained an attitude towards this matter, not participating, not interfering, or even talking about it.

This was an order arranged by the minister after Wang Xiaoming expressed his guess to the minister in the minister's office.

Obviously, he still believed in Wang Xiaoming.

If it is really the same as what he guessed, then we have to make a long-term plan.

Some things are not suitable for discussion with great fanfare, such as this incident.

And the chief culprit who caused all the turmoil is heading towards the big city in the country at this moment.

Lin Qian, who was in the ghost domain, felt very regretful at the moment. This time he was abroad, but he did not find the ogre. This ghost, which is suspected to be a jigsaw puzzle of the starving ghost, does not seem to be in reality.

If it wasn't for time waiting for no one, he would really search abroad carefully.

After all, a cannibal was not a cannibal in the beginning, it grew up by eating ghosts at first, but it only became a cannibal later.

He still knew this news from the human skin paper and the human skin notebook. Although it was just a few words, the human skin paper and the ghost cabinet would not deceive people, they would only deceive people.

"I have to go abroad again when I have time, and I have to eat that ghost."

"Maybe after eating that ghost, the time I can restart will be longer and longer."

"In addition, the ghost on Zhang Lei at the headquarters also needs to be obtained. Although that ghost doesn't feel like a puzzle piece of the starving ghost, its own suppressive power can just make up for the starving ghost's long-standing shortcomings."

Thinking that he could only rely on the absolute pressure of ghost blood to suppress the terrifying ghost in a fight, Lin Qian felt that it was not fun. Although ghost blood is good, it is a puzzle for the bride...

So the ghost on Zhang Lei has to be eaten...

For this action, Lin Qian knew what kind of consequences it would cause. If someone knew that he did it and made it public, he would at least charge him with a crime against humanity.

But does Lin Qian really care?Compared to his failure to control the ghost painting, and the ghostly bride's possession of the ghost domain, these are nothing.

The Sly Bride gets a ghost painting and a groom. When the time comes, all the ghosts imprisoned in the ghost land during the period of the Republic of China will be brought to reality by the Sly Bride's ability to summon ghosts.

At that time, not to mention more than a billion people, I am afraid that the whole world can declare its fall.

"Whether it's an executioner or a madman, anyway, the matter has come to this point, I just know which is more important."

Lin Qian's expression was calm, a blue rainbow flashed across the sky, and disappeared in the direction of Dahai City.

There is no wave in his heart, no guilt, if someone knows it, he will know it, and he doesn't care.

He believed that the first person in the headquarters to know was Mr. Qin, followed by Wang Xiaoming.

And even if they knew about it, they wouldn't say it. Mr. Qin doesn't care about these things. He only cares about the people of Country Z in his heart. He doesn't care about the rest, and he doesn't bother to care about them. Does he really think he doesn't know about the Noah's Ark plan?

But Wang Xiaoming didn't dare to say it, and he was even more unwilling to say it, because it was unnecessary, even if what Lin Qian did was insane, as long as he was not in the country, everything could be regarded as ignorance.

Because he knew that Lin Qian wouldn't care about these things, but Lin Qian was a cold-tempered person.

In Dahai City, among the high-rise buildings, there is prosperity and darkness that cannot be concealed.

In Dongcheng of Dahai City, there is a Taoist temple hidden in the busy city.

The incense is not bad, and there are many pilgrims. On this street called Qianli Street, the Taoist temple called Zhenwu Temple by the locals is very famous.

Many elderly people basically know that there is such a Taoist temple.

The history is long. Lin Qian walked into Qianli Street. The name of this street is interesting. After asking, I found out that the name has a deeper meaning.

Three thousand miles, three thousand miles allotment, I don't know who was allotted three thousand miles, why was allotted three thousand miles, no one can say one or two, anyway, that's how the name came about.

It was cloudy and weird, but Lin Qian didn't care about it. After a long time, any weird things would happen.

It's just an allusion, knowing or not knowing doesn't affect anything.

There are quite a lot of stalls on both sides of the street, most of them are street stalls selling antiques, which look very bluffing, but none of them are real, just to deceive some people with little knowledge.

For these street stalls, Lin Qian didn't even look at them, just walked by. He has no interest in these stalls, he came here to find Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen didn't know why he was crazy, but he actually went to the Taoist temple, saying that he needed to clean up for a while, to calm down the murderous aura on his body.

This made Lin Qian very speechless, Li Gui had a murderous aura.

Walking in Qianli Street, in addition to those selling cultural relics and ancient texts, there are also some fortune-telling stalls.

The fortune tellers are all dressed up in a fairy style, and they look full of style. At a glance, people can't help but think that these people really know fortune-telling.

In addition, the hanging yellow cloth reads, "Look at the past at a glance, determine the next life, grasp the yin and yang numerology, and measure the fortune of the world."

"Calculate cause and effect, eliminate disasters, eliminate disasters, eliminate evil, adjust yin and yang..."

There are a lot of words written on the back, which seem to be quite bluffing, but I don't know if it is true or not.

But from Lin Qian's point of view, it is probably a fake, if it were true, no one would call him.

But when he passed a fortune-telling booth, he was not lucky and was stopped.

"Young man, I see that your face is pale, the whites of your eyes are blue and black, your eyes are dull, without a trace of expression, and there is a strong black aura between your eyebrows and eyes. This black aura will linger for a long time. I'm afraid it's not a good omen."

"And I also see that your footsteps are frivolous, your breathing is weak, and your chest rises and falls too little. This shows that you have a serious physical problem, young man. If you don't pay attention, I'm afraid your time will be numbered."

The owner of this fortune-telling booth is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a kind face and a Taoist crown on his head. His appearance seems to be that of a Taoist priest.

Lin Qian frowned, stopped slightly, turned to look at the solemn middle-aged Taoist priest, and grinned.

Seeing Lin Qian stop and turn around, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest:
"Young man, come on, Pindao will give you a fortune-telling. The problem with you is not small. You look gray in the view of Pindao, and there is an extremely strong dead air in your body. Combined with what Pindao said just now, Pindao can assert that you I have encountered something unclean recently."

"If it is not dealt with urgently, it is very likely that he will die suddenly soon."

Lin Qian looked at this middle-aged Taoist priest blankly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. This guy could make it right after a few blind attempts. I have to say that he is unlucky.

However, it can also be judged from this that this guy is undoubtedly a liar. If he has real skills, it would be considered courageous for him not to go around.

"Hehe, your ability to read faces is amazing. You can even tell that I am dead. I have to say that you are very capable and courageous."

"It's the first time I've seen an ordinary person like you with the ability and courage."

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Lin Qian with a stiff face, seeing his smiling face, he felt a chill in his heart.

It was only at this time that he could clearly see why this young man had weak breathing, and his chest rose and fell too little. It was obvious that he was not breathing, and his chest didn't rise and fall.

Looking at his unbelievably pale skin, there was a chill all over his body, as if he had just crawled out of the morgue.

If it's a normal person, he wouldn't believe it if he beat him to death, would a normal person be like this?Whoever stood up, Pindao was the first to send him to the Academy of Sciences for research.

"Young man, don't, don't be joking, aren't you alive and well? How can you say that you are a dead person? Isn't it unlucky?"

The middle-aged Taoist squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said bitterly.

Lin Qian cast aside the miserable appearance of the middle-aged Taoist priest, shook his head, turned around and left without saying anything.

There's something interesting about this guy.

Seeing Lin Qian leave, the middle-aged Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the young man's back, shivered involuntarily, looked a little confused, and turned his head to look around.

Scratching his head, some doubts:
"What am I doing, why am I standing on the side of the road?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest scratched his head and walked back to the booth, very dazed, as if he had forgotten the conversation just happened.

Lin Qian walked towards Zhenwu Temple, thinking in his eyes:
"Can the memories of ghost paintings still be used in this way? It's a bit interesting."

Looking at the ghost painting in his hand, Lin Qian smiled, and patted the drowsy Coco. It seemed that the closer the little guy was to the ghost painting, the more he wanted to sleep.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of the ghost painting, but Lin Qian is not worried about any accidents to Keke, it's just a ghost painting, and Keke can handle it completely.

Seeing Ke Ke's drowsy and charming appearance, Lin Qian had a smile on his face.

Looking up at the extremely lively street, I feel much more relaxed about the next thing.

Walking through the busy city, I came to a somewhat quiet street. Although there were pedestrians passing by here, they were all quiet and quiet, not whispering like before.

All this comes from the Taoist temple, Zhenwu Temple, which stands at the end of the street.

Lin Qian looked up, the plaque was simple and elegant, and a stone ladder led to the temple.

At this moment, many people are coming out of it, looking at the time around 04:30.

It was getting late, Lin Qian walked in, and no one noticed him, even if he passed by them.

Zhenwu Temple, in a large hall, a faint scent of sandalwood pervades the space, a young man sits cross-legged on a futon, with a rusty ancient sword on his lap, and rests his hands on the ancient sword, Meditation is in progress.

The candles in the hall were flickering, and the fire light illuminated the entire hall, and also illuminated the statue in the hall.

Suddenly, the young man who was closing his eyes to meditate seemed to sense some reason, and slowly opened his eyes with a calm expression.

"You came."

Lin Qian, who had just entered the hall, was taken aback when he heard the words, and frowned when he saw Ye Zhen who was sitting cross-legged on the futon.

"Well, here I am."

"You shouldn't have come."

Lin Qian: ...

Lin Qian looked at Ye Zhen silently, raised his head to look at the statue, the corner of his mouth twitched, Emperor Zhenwu.

"Ye Zhen, don't be in the second grade, I came here this time to ask for your help."

Ye Zhen stood up suddenly when he heard this, and pinned the rusty ancient sword to his waist.

"Lin Wudi, what happened to you? Even you can't solve it?"

Ye Zhen looked at Lin Qian with an extremely serious expression, and Lin Qian looked at Ye Zhen silently, and suddenly he had the urge to turn around and leave.

Just looking at Ye Zhenneng's fighting eyes, Lin Qian felt that this guy was unreliable.

"Lin Wudi, tell me, what happened? You still need someone from Ye. It seems that the matter is not small." Ye Zhen rubbed his chin and said to himself.

"Help me intercept a ghost, I can't get away, I need you to intercept it."

Lin Qian stared at Ye Zhen, a little surprised in his heart, the spirit on this guy has become a lot stronger, and looking at the sword on the waist, the spirit on it is not weaker than the blood-stained sword, even stronger .

"Intercept a ghost? Lin Wudi, are you kidding me? You're a starving ghost. What ghost can't you eat?"

"You said you couldn't get away? What are you going to do? Even you can't get away?"

Hearing Lin Qian's straightforward explanation of his intentions, he was not as surprised as he was. In his eyes, an invincible person should be so straightforward.

What kind of man is procrastination.

"I want to control the ghost painting. During this period, I can't leave the ghost painting. At that time, there will be a ghost coming to me. I need you to stop it." Lin Qian said.

"Controlling ghost paintings? Is this so, it's understandable."

Ye Zhen nodded, agreed with this explanation, and then asked:

"A ghost will look for you? Is it scary? Is it powerful?"

He was not surprised that Lin Qian controlled ghost paintings. This kind of thing had been expected for a long time, when he learned that Lin Wudi possessed ghost paintings.

He already knew that sooner or later Lin Wudi would fully control Ghost Painting, it was just a matter of time.

Hearing Ye Zhen's question, Lin Qian was a little silent, staring at Ye Zhen with strange eyes, after a while he said:
"I can't beat her, you say she is not powerful, is it scary?"

Ye Zhen's face changed slightly, and his eyes were a little erratic:
"Lin Wudi, I'm doing a cleanse recently to calm down the murderous aura on my body. The Taoist priest in the museum said that I can't make a move recently, otherwise the murderous aura will overflow and it will be bad for my health."

Lin Qian was expressionless:

"It's just for you to intercept, not for you to fight her deadly. Besides, the situation is a bit complicated. I can't beat her because I have a connection with her. You don't have one, so you don't have to worry about dying in front of her instantly."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ye Zhen became interested, and there was such a thing. According to Lin Wudi, the ghost seemed to restrain him.

"Tell me, what kind of ghost is it?"

Ye Zhen was very curious, he wanted to know what Li Guitian Ke Linqian was.

The corner of Lin Qian's mouth twitched twice, looked up at the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, and slowly uttered three words:

"Crafty bride."

(End of this chapter)