Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 41
In the room after Lin Fan left.

Li Jun looked at the direction he was leaving, and said in a tone full of disbelief: "It can't be a ghost painting! A ghost painting is an S-level supernatural event. Even if this person controls two or three ghosts, it is impossible to escape." A world of ghost paintings!"

"Nothing is impossible. We know too little about ghost paintings." Wang Xiaoming regained his former composure and took out his pen and paper.

He wrote on the paper:

"Lin Fan, has a firm mind, possesses normal three views, controls many fierce ghosts on his body, seems to have the experience of escaping ghost paintings, and has a strong ability to deal with supernatural events, comprehensive rating..."

Wang Xiaoming was still thinking as he tapped his pen.

Fill in "S" at the end.

Lin Fan was the first person in charge he recruited, and also the last one, because in Wang Xiaoming's view, with the current system in the supernatural circle, controlling one ghost is ordinary, two are average, and three are giants.

And what Lin Fan is currently showing.

It's not just as simple as controlling three ghosts.

This is what he really thinks.

"Professor Wang, you really plan to make that Lin Fan yours..." Li Jun frowned.

Hearing his words, Wang Xiaoming didn't answer, but stood up and walked to the window. He looked at the huge full moon in the sky, and countless stars twinkled and echoed each other.

"Do you think we still have hope?"

He murmured immersed in the charming starlight.

Li Jun was not used to such a fast brain circuit, and replied in a deep voice: "As long as we unite as one and protect the city, we will definitely overcome the current predicament."

This is what most people think at the moment.

Sudden spiritual recovery, maybe one day it will suddenly disappear and return to the original normal world.

But Wang Xiaoming knows that these incomprehensible idealistic things will not leave. They were revived as early as a hundred years ago in the period of the Republic of China, and even this time can be traced back to an earlier era.

"The more you study, the more you understand the world."

"The more it feels strange to me."

Wang Xiaoming let out a hot breath on the window, and couldn't see his own reflection on the hazy mirror.

Only a vague, unknown future.

It is going to rain.

……

Leave the lab.

Lin Fan noticed the experimenters running back and forth in the corridor. Most of them were in charge of different research projects. After all, Wang Xiaoming alone could not take care of everything.

This is the same as yourself.

Even though Lin Fan is indeed one of the best among all modern ghost masters, he still needs the help of others. Information and logistics are indispensable, which is why he must have the identity of the city leader.

Hard to support alone.

Did Wang Xiaoming realize it too?The people in the headquarters are really too pedantic, and it is impossible to make a big deal after all, so after discovering my existence, they chose to solicit privately... Lin Fan walked out of the building, and downstairs was the special car responsible for picking me up.

He didn't doubt that this surnamed Wang would have other purposes, at least not for the time being. This time he came to Dajing City, and he had already obtained the freedom he wanted most. then you can leave.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Shen said that he went back earlier, and asked me to take you to the hotel to rest after you came out." The middle-aged driver looked at Lin Fan from the rearview mirror, with a little fear in his words.

"Well, I see."

Lin Fan didn't care about the driver's fear of him, but closed his eyes and took a short rest.

He was indeed a little tired today. Going from Dajiang City to Dajing City, and dealing with riddlers like Wang Xiaoming, was definitely a double torture both physically and mentally.

"Tick tock-"

At this time.

The sky began to drizzle.

It seemed that there was no time for people to react, and the continuous rain covered this bustling city. The raindrops hit the metal billboards, making a "slapping" sound, and the rain seemed to be getting heavier.

The traffic lights at the intersection kept blinking.

Looking at the passers-by outside the window looking for a place to hide from the rain, the driver said to himself: "Recently, there has been more and more sudden rain. According to experts on the news station, it seems that it was caused by the typhoon 'Sishui'. of."

Has it been raining frequently in Dajing recently?
Lin Fan opened his eyes and asked, "Since when did the rain start to become abnormal?"

"Mr. Lin, don't you know? In the past two months, all coastal cities across the country have suffered heavy rain. The worst is Dajiang City. It is said that the flood control was completed last week, but our Dajing City is in good condition. After all, the sewer system is well-designed. passed."

The driver immediately opened the chatterbox.

Hearing his description, Lin Fan fell into deep thought. Perhaps because of the special nature of the ghost species, he could sense a faint ghostly reaction hidden in the torrential rain.

This silk reaction is very weak.

If it weren't for supernatural props or ghosts with probing effects, it would be basically impossible to tell them apart.

And just at this time.

Lin Fan suddenly saw a thin figure standing on the roof of the building in the distance.

That figure stood on the edge of the roof like this, with its head lowered, not afraid of the [-]-meter-high building below, its shoulders shook from time to time, as if it was crying.

people...

Or a paranormal event?

The distance was too far, and Lin Fan couldn't distinguish clearly for the time being, but at this moment, the benefits of ghosts and creatures appeared, and immediately a strange black mist gushed out of his body, and he took a step forward.

In an instant.

The scene in front of him was no longer in the car, but on the roof where the rain was pouring. Lin Fan was standing at the entrance of the corridor that could keep out the rain, and in front of him was a figure with his back turned to him.

"Let me see what you are."

Lin Fan raised a finger and pressed it on the gong at his waist, calling out a strange wind blowing towards him, so that even if the opponent was alive, he would not be blown downstairs and fall to his death.

The wind mixed with drizzle was blowing towards the invisible figure, and it actually went straight through.

see this scene.

Lin Fan can be sure that the figure in front of him is not a human being.

But before he took any further action, the figure with his back turned stopped crying and turned his head slowly, but his body was still facing the other side.

It was the sallow face of a middle-aged woman.

She opened her mouth slightly, as if she was shouting something, there were no eyeballs in her empty eye sockets, and two heavy tear stains hung between her cheeks.

See each other for the first time.

Lin Fan suddenly felt his heart beat faster, his hands and feet were cold, and his body seemed to be thrown into a cold cellar. His eyes stayed on his chest, which was stained red with blood.

This is a very scary ghost!
Such a thought flashed through Lin Fan's mind.

He didn't dare to make unnecessary movements, his eyes were staring straight ahead, the ghost species in his body were resisting this unknown spiritual invasion.

all of a sudden.

The falling rain in the sky seemed to have the same goal, and they all came towards this rooftop.

Lin Fan barely broke free from the shackles of the supernatural, his skin turned pale in an instant, the ghost he was driving was writhing uncomfortably, as if he had sensed something extremely terrifying, and at the same time, the pocket watch in his pocket was also slightly warm.

A slender figure appeared above his head.

Help Lin Fan block most of the rain erosion.

Lin Fan was wearing a red cheongsam that fluttered like a balloon, not daring to waste time, he got into a black mist and left here.

"..."

Looking at the place where Lin Fan disappeared.

The Weeping Ghost just watched silently.

A few seconds later, she turned her head again, her silent call became more and more urgent, with an anxious expression on her face, wanting to retrieve her lost treasure, two lines of muddy tears melted down her cheeks into the rain.

The rain in Dajing City is getting heavier.

(End of this chapter)