Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 100 The ghost controller choked to death on his saliva

Although it was just an imitation, Yue Linhai's voice actually became hoarse, and even his tone was as deep as a real old man.

If his face were covered, people listening would probably think he was 90 or [-] years old.

It was obviously a joke, but because it was so realistic, Zhang Qian had no intention of laughing after hearing it.

However, this did not affect Yue Linhai's mood, as he still had a smile on his lips.

"But this candle of yours is quite magical. It can actually avoid the influence of the environment. If there are thousands more candles, this garden may be able to return to normal."

Thousands or tens of thousands?
This Yue Linhai thought quite beautifully.

Zhang Qian secretly sighed, even if he sold the headquarters, he wouldn't be able to get so many ghost candles, right?
However, Yue Linhai is still willing to sell this garden to the headquarters, and Wang Xiaoming might actually be willing to exchange a batch of ghost candles.

"That's probably unlikely." Zhang Qian pouted.

"We don't have much of this. After all, we are a new generation in the supernatural world, and we have to explore many things from scratch. Unlike you, who have their own inheritance, all kinds of supernatural powers and ghosts emerge in endlessly."

These third generation souls and second generation souls are much more comfortable than the second generation rich ones. The elders of the second generation rich can only leave behind money and connections at most. Those rich second generations will have to die in the face of evil spirits.

The elders of the second generation of spirits left behind a power far beyond the current era. If you master a little bit, you can walk sideways in this world.

It's a pity that the second generation Ling that Zhang Qian met was not a normal person.

"That's it." Yue Linhai grabbed Guizhu and carefully examined the form of Guizhu.

Even if the surrounding environment has faded, the ghost candle is still a bright blood red. In contrast, the red color looks even richer, as if it is bleeding.

He said as if he was joking: "Why don't you lend me this ghost candle to study it, and I'll return it to you when I figure it out."

Zhang Qian raised his eyebrows and looked at Yue Linhai's slightly smiling face.

Want to prostitute?
Is this the ugly face of the second generation Ling? Although his family is extremely wealthy, he still stares at the two coins in the beggar's bowl.

Before Zhang Qian could reply, Xu Zheng beside him had quietly pricked up his ears, a little worried about the possible conflict that might break out.

If you hand it over, you will lose a trump card. If you don't hand it over, you will conflict with Yue Linhai. No matter what, it is not perfect.

However, although half of the ghost candle is important, compared to life, it seems that it is not something that cannot be discarded.

Judging from Yue Linhai's previous performance, it doesn't make much difference whether he has a ghost candle or not. Even if it is lit, he can teleport over and blow it out. If you think about it this way, it is not impossible to give it to him.

And in the final analysis, everything is in the hands of others, and it seems to make no difference whether Zhang Qian is willing to give it to him or not.

"If I say no, can you give it back to me?" Zhang Qian wanted to despise Yue Linhai, but unfortunately he wouldn't roll his eyes.

"No, but I will be happier if I hold it." Yue Linhai waved his hand, and the ghost candle disappeared.

He said with some regret, "You are so generous, but I always feel like something is missing."

It’s really mean...

Zhang Qian felt a little headache, "I have to think about you when I give you something? You won't give me something in return."

"Who said I won't repay you?" Yue Linhai immediately became interested and retorted, "I took something from you, so I'll give you something back. I'll go to my father's collection and pick one as a gift soon." you."

"Haha, I don't want it." Zhang Qian refused, "Who knows what these things are? My candles and these can withstand supernatural attacks. Your father's collection is good, so what's the point of holding it if I don't need it?"

This is of course a lie. This is something belonging to a big boss in the Republic of China. Let alone a collection, even if a brick is taken away from Conggu Mansion, it will definitely be a treasure when taken outside.

But he finally figured it out. He had to do the opposite when talking to this guy Yue Linhai. If he agreed too decisively, he might lose what he promised.

"At worst, I'll just take you to see it. You can pick whatever you want. It's not mine anyway." Yue Linhai said generously.So much money.

Zhang Qian nodded secretly. If the ghost candle is gone, you can ask the headquarters for it. The collection of the big boss of the Republic of China is not always available.

Xu Zheng on the side looked at the inexplicably harmonious two people and had a fight. He couldn't understand why Zhang Qian could chat with the suspected boss so calmly in a supernatural place where there was a narrow escape from death.

However, in order to avoid disturbing Zhang Qian's plan, he did not step forward to disturb him, but just stared at the rolling waves with some boredom.

On the black water, white waves gather and separate, forming many strange patterns.

There are big fish, clouds, and corpses...

What?
Xu Zheng raised his palms and looked under the bridge, and actually saw a white female corpse.

Most of the body was submerged in the dark water, with only a long neck and a pale face exposed.

Just when Xu Zheng was curious about where the thing came from, the female corpse suddenly opened her eyes, and her dark eyes met Xu Zheng's.

Xu Zheng felt his eyes blur. Just as he was about to remind Zhang Qian, he was caught off guard and choked on his water.

"Zhang...cough cough cough..."

Although the waves were rolling, Xu Zheng knew how to swim, so he quickly stabilized his body in the water and tried his best to get his head out of the water.

"Zhang Qian...Gululu..."

As soon as Zhang Qian's name was called out, several cold hands grabbed Xu Zheng's ankles and pulled him into the water.

"Huh?" Zhang Qian turned his head when he heard the movement and saw Xu Zheng, who was acting strangely.

Xu Zheng was lying on the floor and dancing, his body and limbs constantly colliding with the floor, making banging sounds.

Not only that, his mouth kept making strange noises, as if he was shouting a mouthful of saliva.

Although it was a bit funny, Xu Zheng was obviously attacked by a supernatural being and his life and death were at stake, so Zhang Qian would hold back his laughter.

But looking at Xu Zheng's lively appearance at the moment, he should be able to hold on for a while, so it's not too late.

"Did you do it?"

Although he knew it was unlikely, Zhang Qian still asked Yue Linhai.

"No, I won't use such low-level methods." Yue Linhai said proudly.

It's just an illusion, a bit too low-level.

"Hmm..." Zhang Qian touched his chin and observed Xu Zheng's condition.

There was no trace of the evil spirit nearby, and the evil spirit only attacked one person, so Xu Zheng must have done something that neither of them had done.

If I remember correctly, he seemed to be looking at the sea just now?
Looking at these performances again, it does seem a bit like drowning.

At this moment, Xu Zheng's throat was gurgling loudly, and he was about to choke to death on his saliva.

Zhang Qian no longer hesitated, immediately got up and lay down where Xu Zheng was just now, and looked down to see a female corpse.

The female corpse also noticed it, opened her eyes and cast a dead gaze.

What greeted it was a ferocious ghost mask.

(End of this chapter)