Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 89 Yes or No

"Although Lin Fan is very unfamiliar with the owner of the hands in front of him, he still has many doubts in his heart that need to be answered. This may be an opportunity, after all, the troupe owner was a ghost master in the Republic of China."

"She knows enough, has experienced enough, and has lost enough."

The foxtail pen writes faster and faster.

"Because the state is so bad, the troupe owner needs to devour a ghost before answering the question."

"Lin Fan thought that he had a wedding mask and a wooden comb on his body. Of course, the foxtail pen cannot be fed to the troupe master. This is a very unreasonable development."

good guy...

Patch yourself, right?

Lin Fan quickly looked at the handwriting on the stage, and couldn't help complaining in his heart. The gaze he looked at those hands again was completely different.

This is a ghost master of the Republic of China who still has self-awareness. He has also faced the person in the painting. He must know some secrets about the previous era, and the other party is also a terrifying existence, otherwise he would not be able to live until now.

But the foxtail pen's proactive reminder made Lin Fan wonder whether he should believe it or not.

The future Xiao Yang has reminded that this writing brush is not simple, and it may hide an astonishing secret, which is more unfathomable than parchment.

"According to Huweibi's explanation, if you want the troupe master to answer a question, you must sacrifice a ghost to be devoured by the other party. This is very similar to a trap."

"After all, the troupe owner is currently in custody. If the other party is allowed to escape, the ghost species will not be able to do anything to her."

Lin Fan was caught in a tangle.

He really wants to know the answers to some questions, but he can't completely trust the foxtail pen, just like a lost traveler in the desert sees an opened bottle of iced tea, and you can't tell whether it's water or something else.

Think again.

Lin Fan still decided to take a gamble.

A ghost seed emerged from the back of his hand, squatting next to the foxtail pen, the brush trembling with fright: "If you lie to me, you will know the consequences."

Guizhong tilted his head, looked at the writing brush in front of him with the eyes of looking at food, seemed to be thinking about how to eat better, and his saliva couldn't stop flowing.

After warning the overly active Foxtail Pen, Lin Fan came to the front of the stage with serious eyes, looked at the pair of arms that were still oozing white in the darkness, took out an equally pale mask, and placed it on his slightly open palm. among.

"..."

The moment the mask is placed in the palm of your hand.

The arm that was originally like a statue reacted immediately, squeezed the wedding mask as if confirming it, and then retracted it behind the curtain.

Immediately afterwards, there was a scalp-numbing gnawing sound from all around, and dark red blood continued to flow along the flat stage to the front.

Seeing the stench of blood, the ghost pouted, and couldn't help but draw a little bit into his mouth with his finger.

But in the next second, his little face wrinkled, and he quickly vomited it out, as if he had eaten something disgusting.

This is too picky, it's not that Hongyi really doesn't eat at all... Lin Fan was quite speechless, seeing the troupe master's arm stretched out from behind the scenes again, his attention immediately returned to the other party, and he asked the question he had envisioned in his heart :

"I want to know, is the number of ghosts imprisoned in the spirit land linked to the strength of the ghost master?"

This actually amounts to two questions.

One is to discuss the meaning of the supernatural land itself, and the other is to ask whether the ghost masters in the Republic of China period chose to use the supernatural land as their future path after they were close to completion, so as to balance and control more Supernatural.

These are the questions that Lin Fan wants to know the most at the moment, and they are also the questions that go deep into the core of the supernatural circle of that era.

The sound is transmitted clearly.

After hearing the question, the slender arms responded, raised slightly and clenched into fists to bump up and down.

"What does it mean?"

Lin Fan looked at this action in puzzlement.

He suspected that this was the troupe owner expressing his affirmation.

The other party's condition is so bad that he can't even speak now. The current nature is equivalent to a pen fairy from the Republic of China period, and he can only express affirmation and negation to the question.

"Ma Dan, this is a big loss."

Feeling cheated, Lin Fanton glanced expressionlessly at the trembling Foxtail Pen. If he had known that he was answering the question in this way, he would not obediently offer a psychic item in exchange for a literal answer.

However, since the incident had already happened, there was no room for turning back, and the affirmation of the troupe master made the role of the supernatural place basically a certainty.

The ghost masters in the period of the Republic of China, after their own spirits were nearly complete, chose to guard the land of spirits to control more ghosts. This is a further method they came up with.

And the more frightening the supernatural land, it will also feed back part of the supernatural power to the guarding ghost masters. This can explain why Zhang Dong is the most powerful among the seven elders of the Republic of China. After all, the Seven Days Killing in the Ancient House is a great horror .

Similarly, the disappearance and loss of control of the ghost land will also have a great impact on the corresponding ghost masters, because this is equivalent to losing the means to check and balance the ghosts in the body, so for example, tattoo masters, Li Qingzhi, Luo Wensong and other masters of the Republic of China Ghosts will die one after another.

Tattoo parlors are out of control.

Caesars is out of control.

The ghost post office is also out of control.

Of course, the loss of control of the ghost post office was related to Zhang Xianguang. If he hadn't conspired in it, Luo Wensong probably wouldn't have dismembered the ghost so quickly, jumped from the top of the post office, and died outside the post office.

But this also ushered in a new problem.

Why did the spirit land get out of control?
"If there are a few ghost masters guarding the supernatural land because of accidents, then people like the Seven Elders of the Republic of China should not make the same mistakes. They have opened up a new path. Regardless of whether it is right or wrong, at least they know the basics of."

Lin Fan thought about the reason behind it.

He didn't think that the cause of Caesars Hotel's loss of control came from Li Qingzhi, but from an external force. This force could be a higher-level ghost, or a long-planned ghost driver. There were only two possibilities.

"Even they can't resist..."

With a somewhat hopeless answer, Lin Fan looked at the troupe master again. The other party seemed to know that he would ask a second question. He put his arm quietly on the stage, hid the ring, and seemed to have recovered a little.

Do you want to ask again?
last question.

Lin Fan took out a wooden comb with hair wrapped around it and handed it to the troupe master, but his arms waved, as if to show that it was enough.

His heart sank, combined with the handwriting of the foxtail pen and his previous curiosity about something, he spoke slowly:
"I want to know, what is the person in the painting? Is it a person, or a ghost..."

Deep voices echoed across the stage.

The arm protruding from behind the scenes froze in place, and fell into a strange stillness. After a few seconds, he raised his hand, clenched his fist and bumped it up and down, and then spread his fingers and kept shaking, unable to express a specific meaning.

But looking at the troupe master whose actions were contradictory, Lin Fan felt as if a flash of lightning flashed through his heart, and instantly understood the answer she wanted to express——

people in the picture...

Neither human nor ghost!
(End of this chapter)