Wang Xiaoming looked at Lin Qian leaving and pushed up his glasses:
"Aren't you afraid of raising ghosts and causing trouble?"
Lin Qian stopped, turned his head slightly, a faint smile appeared on his face, glanced at Li Jun, without saying anything, turned around and opened the cab, and got in.
After taking the car key from Yang Jian, he ignited the car and started the car. After Yang Jian got in the car, Lin Qian stepped on the accelerator to the bottom without hesitation.
With a roar, the car flew out, but within a moment, it disappeared from everyone's sight.
Wang Xiaoming looked at the car going away, pushed up his glasses, his mouth trembled a little, looked at Li Jun, took a deep breath, and said slowly
"I should really be allowed to study it."
Li Jun, who was standing nearby, heard Professor Wang suddenly say such words, looked at the car that had disappeared, and the expression on his face was a little stiff:
"Professor Wang is probably talking about Lin Qian, right?"
This terrifying thought suddenly came to Li Jun's mind. Looking at Professor Wang's somewhat pityful expression, Li Jun felt that Professor Wang might be crazy.
Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses, his eyes regained their composure. Looking at Lin Qian who had left, Wang Xiaoming greeted Li Jun and left.
At this time, Wang Xiaoming only had one thought in his mind. He quickly went back to study the blood-stained Bai Ling. He had to find a way to figure out how this ghost died. If possible, he also wanted Lin Qian to cooperate with his research.
Unfortunately this is impossible, I can only think about it.
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Under the dim sky, there is a black and yellow dirt road. On both sides of the dirt road, dry and yellow weeds sway with the wind passing by from nowhere.
It is strange and gloomy, strange and grotesque, as if there are four words "Keep away from strangers" revealed inside and outside.
A cold light penetrated the darkness, and a bus drove smoothly on this strange road.
As the bus appeared, a gate slowly appeared in the bus's field of vision. A black coffin nail was strangely nailed on the gate. Next to the gate, a small wooden house stood alone.
, a sense of loneliness and ominousness came from the cabin, as if telling fear and despair.
The bus stopped slowly, the door opened, and a bride with dry skin, wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab slowly stepped out of the bus.
And at the moment when the bride got off the car, a footstep sounded from inside the door. As the footsteps appeared, a female corpse with a whole body withered out walked out of the door. Weirdness and ominousness came from the female corpse. This was a ghost!
An extremely scary ghost!
The bride wearing a red wedding dress walked towards the terrifying female corpse with stiff steps, and the female corpse also walked towards the bride.
The two ghosts approached each other, and time passed slowly. When the bride came to the female corpse, she stopped. As the bride stopped, a bright wedding dress fell off the bride's body.
And as the red wedding dress left the bride's body, a dry and black corpse appeared in front of her. After the wedding dress left the body, the bride's body fell straight to the ground and slowly turned into a trace of dust.
But the terrifying female corpse did not stop with the bride's footsteps, but stopped and still walked forward step by step. Looking in her direction, it seemed that she wanted to get on the bus.
As the female corpse advanced, the wedding dress fluttering in the air slowly clung to the female corpse. But in less than a moment, a real bride appeared in front of her, and the red hijab slowly fell down, covering it.
On the bride's head.
The bride moved forward slowly, and before the bus door closed, the bride got on the bus.
The bus started to move, a flash of light illuminated the darkness ahead, and the bus slowly drove into the darkness and disappeared.
As the bus left, darkness enveloped everything again.
In the cabin, a figure stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the bus that had disappeared. After a long time, a sigh sounded in the cabin, and mutterings came from the cabin:
"The bride is going to find the groom. I don't have much time. Poor young man..."
Then, the cabin fell into silence...
endless grave
In front of a torn red tombstone, there was already a mess in front of the tombstone, broken candles, burned out incense, ashes after burning paper money, a white bowl broken in half, and an empty tomb...
A fierce ghost escaped from the endless tomb and went to find her groom...
In Dachang City, Lin Qian was driving towards Guanjiang Community. Yang Jian was sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the sparsely populated streets with twinkling eyes.
The sunlight scattered from the car window and shone on Lin Qian. Lin Qian looked ahead, stretched out his hand and said to Yang Jian:
"Yang Jian, give me a cigarette."
Yang Jian smoked a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Lin Qian. Lin Qian took it, held it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, exhaled a puff of smoke, handed the lighter to Yang Jian, and squinted his eyes:
"Yang Jian, do you want a coffin nail?"
Hearing Lin Qian's sudden question, Yang Jian was a little surprised. Hearing that Lin Qian asked this, Yang Jian was not embarrassed at all:
"Well, the coffin nails have a strong restraint on ghosts and are of great help to me, so you want to give them to me?"
Lin Qian shook his head, took a puff of cigarette, and smiled:
"I can't give it to you for the time being. I'm in some trouble right now. There's a ghost looking for me. I need coffin nails to deal with it."
"Can't nail it with one nail?" Yang Jian asked with some doubts.
Lin Qian shook his head:
"Maybe it can't be nailed. It's too scary. If I could, I would even use a coffin nail to nail it. Unfortunately, I can't find three coffin nails at the moment."
Hearing Lin Qian's answer, Yang Jiantong shrank fiercely:
"The level of terror is so high? How did you get into it?"
Seeing Yang Jian's appearance, Lin Qian smiled, with a helpless look on his face. He shook his head, took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Yang Jian:
"After mastering ghost paintings, you have to connect with them. This is something that cannot be avoided."
Yang Jian took the photo from Lin Qian, looked at the scene in the photo, and narrowed his eyes. The photo showed a bride wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab. Her skin looked very fair, and next to the bride
, there was a pale young man holding hands with the bride.
Looking at everything in the photo, the corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched twice:
"The Creepy Bride?"
"Well, you can call it that. Do you see that the bride in the photo is becoming more and more real? It means that she is looking for me."
Having said this, Lin Qian took a puff of cigarette and continued:
"If I don't find a way to avoid her, I will definitely die, and I prepared two coffin nails just for the worst case scenario."
"With your current ability, you can't face her directly? You have controlled the Starving Ghost, and there is nothing you can do about it?" Yang Jian asked with some disbelief.
Lin Qian shook his head and put out the cigarette butt in his hand:
"No, mastering the Starving Ghost just makes it possible for me to survive. But this is only a possibility. Once I meet the Cunning Bride, the ghost paintings on my body will be taken away directly. There will be no chance of resistance. Then I will starve to death."
Ghosts have no effect. Unless I control 50% of the supernatural power of ghost paintings, everything will be in vain."
"Of course, if the starving ghosts eat enough ghosts, it's okay." Lin Qian slowly added after taking the photo from Yang Jian.