Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 282 Li Chunfeng

The snow-white, extremely cold North Pole floated in the sky, and the floating ice islands moved slowly.

The icy sea water undulates slightly. An old man wearing a thin coat stands on an iceberg. In this sub-zero temperature place, the old man is wearing a thin coat, but his face is as usual.

Calm and indifferent.

The cold wind blows a large amount of snow and fog, and the old man's thin coat is blown by the wind and snow, grinning.

Beside the old man, a middle-aged man in the same thin clothes was looking at the ice field in front of him with a tired expression, and the floating ice was moving slowly.

Ice and fog filled the vast sea of ​​ice, which was quiet and peaceful. The sun, which seemed to never set, shone on the sea of ​​ice.

Warm and cold.

But suddenly, the surface of the sea churned, the floating ice was pushed up inch by inch, and the ice surface shattered.

Ice chips splashed everywhere, and under the sea surface, a huge monster jumped out of the water, with green trees growing on its head, and an ancient coffin on its back. The chains collided violently, and the dull but crisp sound echoed throughout the ice field.

The water wave rose a hundred meters, the huge object fell back into the water, and the darkness spread on the outside.

The huge waves subsided slowly, and the glacier floated, so terrifying.

On the glacier, the old man had no expression on his face, and the ancient well was silent. He just watched this scene quietly and remained silent.

The middle-aged man, with his sleeves bulging, was blown by the wind and snow, and a trace of gloom flashed across his tired face.

Kunpeng entered the sea with momentum like a rainbow, the middle-aged man suddenly slapped the old man on the back of the head, and said in an extremely bad tone:

"Little thing, you're not too young anymore. Isn't it good to just guard your one-acre land?"

"What the hell are you doing? It's all right now. Gui Kun ran out. If I hadn't come quickly, you would be gone."

The middle-aged man slapped up again, the whistling wind and snow made the old man swallow his saliva, but from the beginning to the end the old man had no intention of avoiding it.

"It's a lot of age, can't you just wait to die in your crappy place? You have to make such a fuss. You see, what a Tianshui village is, you forced it to come to the North Pole."

"Why, do you think you are too busy or I am too busy? Do you have to find something for me?"

The middle-aged man stared at the old man with an unfriendly expression, his tone was extremely rude, and he didn't show any respect for the old man's old appearance.

Respecting the old and loving the young doesn't seem to work well here.

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, the old man felt a little resentful, and stretched out his hand to rub the back of his head.

"Master Li, I actually didn't expect this. The ghost in the ghost mirror is really outrageous. If I didn't react quickly enough, the ghost kun would be gone."

The old man looked at the middle-aged man with a wry smile, feeling very helpless. Things were really unexpected.

The ghost in the ghost mirror is too terrifying, but just as he left the ghost mirror, he almost killed him.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough and Master Li came in time, Gui Kun and the ancient coffin would have been eaten.

That thing was simply too terrifying, especially when it came out against the young man's face, he thought it was the young man who didn't like him, so he ran back to kill him on purpose.

Although it was confirmed later, that thing just grew almost the same after that, and none of the rest is the same.

Even so, it frightened him a lot.

When the middle-aged man heard the old man say this, he slapped him again without saying a word:

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, a certain stupid woman said that, and those little bastards said the same thing, what the hell did you think of?"

The middle-aged man slapped the back of the old man's head one after another in frustration, very impolitely, with great force, boom, boom, boom sounded in the ice field.

The old man felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only bear it honestly.

After all, he was the one that Master Li saw at a glance. Since he was a child, he liked to follow Master Li, even in his prime.

If Master Li hadn't kicked him out of the house at that time, he felt that he probably wouldn't have left Master Li's side.

In the freezing wind and snow, the middle-aged man may have been tired from filming or other reasons, but he finally stopped his movements and looked at this thing that he couldn't figure out clearly from a young age.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, tell me, whose face is on my face, male or female, old or young."

Hearing the middle-aged man's inquiry, the old man rubbed the back of his head, and quickly answered:

"That ghost is currently wearing the face of a young man. You have seen this young master Li before. It is the junior named Lin Qian."

Lin Qian also knew that since he met Yu Lin Qian once, he went out to inquire about the situation outside.

After all, it is not uncommon for young people to be so deeply involved in marriage and not yet dead. In addition, the ghost on that kid is a bit special, so it is normal for him to pay attention.

"It's that kid? No wonder I didn't hear about the theft immediately."

"So it's because of this kid."

The middle-aged man was stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless. The ghost painting is very special, so special that it can block the records in his book, plus the kid is too involved with the marriage and other reasons.

The combination of various reasons caused him to not know that the plagiarism had come out.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man sighed in his heart, and looked at the sea surface that was slowly returning to calm. Under the water surface, a huge black shadow swam past. It was a thousand-meter-large fish, carrying an ancient coffin on its back, and a green tree growing on its head. For Kunpeng.

"Keep an eye on this place. Don't let this thing leave, let alone the things in the coffin. It's not a joke for anything here to go out." The middle-aged man said slowly.

"I know that as long as I don't die, none of the things here will escape." The old man said with a serious expression.

He is very clear about the seriousness of this matter.

The middle-aged man nodded, turned his head and looked behind him, his eyes flickered slightly, and finally sighed without saying anything.

"Is Dajing over? Bi, disappeared into reality. I'm very satisfied with the answer sheet I got in exchange for my life."

The middle-aged man walked towards the back with a blank face, stepping over a stiff and dead penguin, the middle-aged man disappeared into the wind and snow without knowing where he was going.

The old man stood quietly on the spot, watching the middle-aged man leave, his eyes were in a trance, as if recalling some memory.

There was such a conversation in that somewhat ambiguous era:
A little boy, with blue dragons flowing, asked the middle-aged man sitting next to him in a childish voice, his immature face was full of confusion:
"Master Li, can we really end this era?"

"I don't know about this, but it seems promising." The middle-aged man just smiled and replied casually.

"Hope, Master Li, hope can let us solve the ghost recovery faster?" The little boy continued to ask a little puzzled.

"Hahaha, how come, hope is just to keep us from despair, it's not that magical." The middle-aged man laughed, a little dumbfounded.

"Oh, is that so?"

The little boy was a little disappointed, as if this was not what he wanted.

"Of course it is, but it is this kind of hope that gives us the courage to live. Hope is sometimes scary, but sometimes it is sacred."

"Anyway, it's a very weird thing, not much weirder than those terrifying ghosts."

"So, little guy, work hard, hope is on you."

In that alley, on the steps only a few steps away from his house, the little boy listened to the middle-aged man talking about hope in confusion.

They all called that middle-aged man Master Li, but in fact he was also called Li Chunfeng.

At the end of the memory, the old man's dazed expression returned to normal. Looking at the white world, the old man sighed:

"Time flies so fast, I'm so old in the blink of an eye."

The old man muttered something to himself, turned around and looked at the black shadow in the ice sea, his expression was very calm.

The dead are like husbands, who will not give up day and night, with heavy responsibilities and a long way to go...

Dajing City, a suburb.

At the entrance of an alley, a middle-aged man with an extremely tired expression appeared here. Looking at the empty alley in front of him, the middle-aged man sighed.

"You have to take care of it, otherwise, when that kid recovers, this little girl will die."

"It doesn't matter if she is dead, but she will be in trouble if she runs away."

"It's really hard to find this thing after it's gone."

The middle-aged man rubbed his cheeks. In order to sit in the headquarters, he traveled all over the place of detention in the past two days. After confirming that everything was safe, he came to Dajing City.

He didn't want to lose the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds.

The middle-aged man walked into the alley without hesitation, but disappeared in the darkness between the alleys in an instant.

And at this moment, Lin Qian, who was lying on a big bed in a presidential suite in the Ping An Hotel, sat up suddenly.

The original dazed pupils woke up in an instant, stepped out onto the balcony with one step, stared fixedly at one direction, and narrowed the pupils.

"This ghost? Wish ghost?"

But suddenly, Lin Qian's expression became serious, and after thinking about it, he turned around and went back:

"It disappeared in an instant, was it imprisoned, or ran away?"

"Forget it, no matter what, if it's imprisoned, it's a good thing. It's more comfortable to have one less ghost staring at me."

"If you run away, it's nothing, you will always find it."

"I'll talk about these things when I fully recover."

Lin Qian rubbed her face, walked into the room, picked up her phone, and checked the date and time, December 12th, 14:2 pm.

"Did you sleep for two days?"

Throwing down the phone casually, walked into the bathroom, and soon there was the sound of water.

A few minutes later, Lin Qian walked out of the bathroom, feeling much more relaxed.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but after getting engaged to the crafty bride, his spirit became obviously relaxed, and he didn't feel that depressed feeling anymore.

Especially just now, after the Wishing Ghost disappeared in an instant, he felt this way very strongly.

Lin Qianyi sat on the sofa, reached for the red wedding dress, thought about it for a while, and threw it aside.

Leaning on the sofa, Lin Qian stared out the window, her expression was still a little tired, she was awakened by the sudden supernatural power just now, and her consciousness has not yet fully recovered.

But he feels good now, and the pressure he had been under for a long time suddenly disappeared at this moment.

"Is the effect gone? It's really good news."

Lin Qian let out a foul breath. Ever since he came into contact with ghost paintings, he felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't tell.

Until he came into contact with the ghost cabinet, and then met Ke Ke and the treacherous bride, he had some vague guesses in his heart that he might be affected all the time.

And this guess was confirmed when he restarted the collision with the old man in the ghost show. At that moment, he saw the influence of the tricky bride and Coco on him.

But at that time, he also understood that Cocoa's influence on him can be said to be benign, after all, it is very important to maintain humanity.

But today, he realized that it was not just the Sly Bride and Coco that were influencing him, but also the Wishing Ghost, and this influence was based on the Starving Ghost.

This effect is very secret, so secret that even if he perfectly controls the starving ghost, he still hasn't discovered this effect.

It was only today that he found out, and it was because the Wishing Ghost might have been imprisoned.

"It's really a weird ghost. The horror is really scary. The ability of idealism is really troublesome."

Lin Qian thought so, touched his pocket, and then remembered that the cigarettes were gone.

"trouble……"

Lin Qian sat up from the sofa, picked up the windbreaker and put it on, punched the door and went out.

The hotel is very quiet, and there are basically no people to be seen. This is actually quite normal. For the past two days, those ghost masters have basically lived in the training base.

It's not because it's safe there, it's just to quickly enter Professor Wang Xiaoming's laboratory, and then deal with the upcoming ghost recovery.

For this reason, they did not hesitate to live in the training base, just to save the effort of those few steps.

Lin Qian walked slowly in the aisle of the hotel, very lazy and comfortable. There are not many days without stress, so he should cherish it.

When he recovers, and when the Crazy Bride finds the next piece of the puzzle, the influence will reappear.

So the time now is precious, and he can't waste it.

Walking through a hall, Lin Qian stopped, and looked at a young man standing in front of the French window with some doubts.

With a slender figure and a well-fitting suit, he looked like a godly man.

"Ye Zhen, why are you still in Dajing City, and Dahai City doesn't care?"

Lin Qian looked at Ye Zhen standing in front of the window, not knowing what he was doing, but when Ye Zhen turned around, he understood.

Seeing the cup of coffee in Ye Zhen's hand, Lin Qian rolled his eyes, and he would drink afternoon tea, why are he so grand.

At this moment, Ye Zhen looked extremely calm. After seeing that it was Lin Qian, he just took a sip of the coffee in his hand, and then said lightly:

"Oh, so it's Lin Wudi, how about having a cup of afternoon tea, and let's enjoy this leisurely afternoon together?"

Lin Qian: ...

"No, I have to go down to buy cigarettes, you can enjoy the afternoon tea by yourself."

"Well, is that so? It's really a pity. I won't send Lin Wudi off if he walks slowly. I still want to enjoy this wonderful afternoon tea time."

Ye Zhen nodded, and didn't force himself to stay. He said something with a smile, and then sat on the chair, looking at the sunshine outside the window, with an extremely peaceful expression.

The sun shines on Ye Zhen through the glass, and a ray of light emerges, Ye Zhen at this moment is like a noble son.

Noble and elegant.

Lin Qian silently walked to the door of the elevator, pressed the elevator, and muttered:
"Slut bag."

　There is another chapter tomorrow afternoon, just wait and see
　　
　
(End of this chapter)