Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 57
On the bus, Lin Qian rubbed her temples. Thinking of the photo, Lin Qian felt a little headache, and the sound of water dripping in her head still didn't stop.

However, Lin Qian discovered a problem, that is, when he increased his supernatural powers, the sound of water dripping in his head, and the time of each dripping changed a bit.

Lin Qian found that the sound of dripping water in his head changed from dripping every 3 minutes to dripping every 3 minutes and ten seconds.

This discovery made Lin Qian understand one thing, as long as he increases his own spirituality, he will suppress the sound of dripping water in his head, but Lin Qian also knows that this can only be suppressed at the beginning, and once it gets to the end, unless he can solve the sound of dripping water , otherwise he will die...

Thinking of this, Lin Qian's eyes flickered. He knew that when he didn't think of a solution, he could only endure it. Who made him "lucky"...

But in the ghost painting, as the photo in Lin Qian's hand was turned into ashes, the ghost in the photo had also appeared in the ghost painting.

At this time, in a room in a small six-story building, several couples of men and women were leaning against the wall, not daring to move. Their faces were full of horror. Just now, they encountered a ghost The attack, if they didn't run fast enough, they hid in this room.

Maybe just like their companions, they died under the attack of the ghosts, and footsteps sounded outside the room. The moment they heard the footsteps, the expressions of several people in the room changed, and the panic on their faces The color is even worse, and some people have already covered their mouths, deeply afraid that they will make a sound out of fear.

But fortunately, the footsteps were just passing by. As the footsteps went away, several people in the room showed the expressions of the survivors, and even two women were already sitting on the ground, their faces were full of tears. But there was no sound.

After confirming that the footsteps were no longer outside the room, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. There was a white man lying on the ground, panting heavily, and the horror in his eyes never faded away.

At this time, the room was quiet, and no one dared to make a sound, for fear of attracting ghosts again. I don't know how long it took, and several people slowly recovered their calm. Although they were still very scared, at least they were better than before. Too much.

The white man stood up from the ground and began to look around. The room was very simply furnished, with sofas, tables, chairs and benches, and a fireplace. Apart from these, there was nothing else. The walls were blank, without a single photo or portrait. Very empty.

While the white man was looking around, behind the white man, a blond woman slowly became frightened, her pupils dilated involuntarily, and her mouth trembled, as if she had seen something terrifying.

The blond woman's body slowly began to tremble, and the strangeness of the blond woman also made others notice her. Since the blond woman turned her back to them, they didn't know what happened.

Seeing the trembling blond woman, people thought she was too scared at first, but as time went by, some people gradually noticed something was wrong.

A young man with a pale face came over from the side, intending to ask her what was wrong, but when the young man was standing next to the blonde woman, he froze in place, his pupils constricted, and his face was full of tears. Horror and disbelief.

At this moment, the young man shouted in panic:
"Ghost! There are ghosts!"

Following the young man's shout, everyone's faces instantly turned pale, and it was also this shout that brought the blond woman back to her senses, and she fell to the ground directly, and then there was a scream.

Following the scream, everyone saw what the blond woman saw just now. It was a painting, a painting that was appearing out of thin air. At this time, most of the painting had appeared, and only a small part did not appear. .

In the painting is a man in mourning clothes, with his head down, whose face cannot be seen clearly...

The moment they saw the person in the photo, everyone in the room knew what it was, it was a ghost!

Everyone's faces were full of panic, and some people rushed towards the door without hesitation, but when they rushed to the door and planned to open the door, they were horrified to find that the door could not be opened at all, as if It's like someone blocked the door of this room...

But they didn't realize that outside the window, there was a face full of resentment, staring at them...

On the bus, Lin Qian felt that the coverage of her ghost domain had increased a lot, which made Lin Qian feel a lot more comfortable. Even the sound of water dripping in her head, Lin Qian felt less tormenting...

The bus had left "Shilin Village" at this time, and the supernatural place it passed this time was a building. Lin Qian had seen this place before, and it was here that three invisible ghosts came up.

This time the bus stopped here, Lin Qian didn't go to the traffic jam door, Lin Qian felt that before solving the photo problem, it's better to stabilize, anyway, there are still three months, the time is still enough...

At this stop, there are still no ghosts on the bus. At this time, the bus is empty except for Lin Qian and Ke Ke. This is also due to Lin Qian. If it weren’t for him, there might be four ghosts on this bus. up.

After waiting for a while, the bus left this magical place. When Lin Qian saw this building, Lin Qian knew that it would not be long. It would take four or five stops at most to reach Dajiang City. Where will he get off then.

As for why he didn't get off at Dachang City, Lin Qian felt that it would be inappropriate to rush into Dachang City like this, so he should play it safe first. After all, Dachang City will not really fall, and there is the protagonist Yang Jian there, so there is no need too worried.

The next journey will be relatively smooth, after all, Lin Qian is not going to catch ghosts now, there is no way that there are not enough photos, so he can only watch.

Without Lin Qian's help, the next bus passed four stations one after another, seven ghosts came up one after another, and five ghosts went down one after another. At this time, there were still three ghosts on the bus.

Lin Qian looked at the ghosts who got out of the car, and couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. These are all his life-saving straws, but unfortunately he had to give up because he didn't have enough photos.

At this time, the bus slowly drove out of the supernatural land, and the surrounding scenery began to become normal. As the bus entered the city, Lin Qian began to see high-rise buildings and people passing by the bus. Taxi, still passers-by talking.

Lin Qian was in a daze when he listened and looked at these. He never thought that just seeing these would make him feel very comfortable and happy.

(End of this chapter)