Under the blue-red sky, graves stood one after another. Lin Qian looked at those lonely graves, frowned, turned to look in the direction where the bus left, and had a bad feeling in his heart:
"Could the Cunning Bride get out of the car and come directly to me?"
Thinking of this, Lin Qian's eyes flashed with a sense of crisis. This kind of thing is very likely to happen. Lin Qian's attraction to the strange bride is as attractive as the attraction of the second dimension to the otaku.
Looking at the deep darkness, Lin Qian's face became a little gloomy:
"You have to go faster to avoid accidents."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian waved his hand, and starving ghosts with blood-red eyes kept appearing in the ghost domain and walked towards the mass grave.
Their purpose is very simple, to find the evil ghosts wandering in the mass graves, capture them, and bring them to the source ghost, which is Lin Qian. Lin Qian knows very well that there must be other ghosts in the mass graves.
, I just didn’t see it.
Looking at the Starving Ghosts that kept appearing, Yang Jian was a little envious. To be honest, in this situation, the Starving Ghosts were really useful.
Zhang Hao looked at those starving ghosts with red eyes and shuddered. He looked at the ghost candle and shovel in his hands, as well as the starving ghost standing next to him. Zhang Hao wondered whether he could do it today.
It depends on whether he is useful or not.
Lin Qian glanced at Zhang Haodian and said:
"Go to work. Whether you can survive or not depends on you. You just heard the precautions, so I won't say more."
Looking at Lin Qian's cold eyes, Zhang Hao's spine felt cold. He swallowed and nodded:
"Brother, I know what to do. Don't worry, I will do what you ask. As long as you can let me survive, I can do whatever you ask me to do."
After saying that, he walked towards the nearest low grave with the shovel in his arms. Lin Qian looked at the trembling steps, remained silent for a moment and said to Yang Jian:
"If this guy survives, you can take him back to Dachang City. He might be a helper in the future."
Yang Jian looked at Zhang Hao who had already started digging the grave with shovel after shovel, and shook his head:
"What can an ordinary person do to help? If he doesn't hold me back, it's a blessing. Although this guy does have a good heart, he's still just an ordinary person."
Hearing Yang Jian's words, Lin Qian smiled and said:
"It's easy to become a ghost controller. I'll check in the mass graves later to see if there are any suitable ghosts for him. If so, I'll help him get two."
Hearing what Lin Qian said, Yang Jian was a little silent. Looking at Lin Qian's indifferent expression, he felt a bit toothache:
"Lin Qian, it's been a long time since we last met. How good are you at loading coins?"
Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian with no expression on his face. He took Coco out of Yang Jian's arms and put him on the ground:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Come to work, let me deal with the evil ghost's resurrection and leave quickly. I feel that the strange bride may come to me after getting off at the next stop. By then we will have to be alone again..."
After saying that, Lin Qian took the shovel and walked towards an isolated grave. Coco followed Lin Qian, also holding a small shovel in his hand...
Yang Jian looked at this combination of one big and one small, and the corner of his mouth twitched:
"Why do I feel like we are so much like tomb robbers? But it seems that we are a little different from those tomb robbers. One digs openly and openly, while the other digs quietly..."
"Although there is essentially no difference, what we are digging is the grave of Li Gui. If you think about it this way, comparing the two, we are more powerful."
Yang Jian thought about this, shook his head, and also walked towards a lonely grave. On the way forward, several blood-red ghost eyes popped out from the flesh. This was Lin Qian's slight control over the ghost realm against Yang.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, Yang Jian would like to open the ghost eyes. Just think about this kind of thing.
Under the dim sky, Lin Qian looked at the lonely grave in front of him, picked up a handful of paper money in front of the grave, and felt the supernatural power of the paper money. He shook his head and put the paper money in his pocket. This kind of thing is a bit useless. Wait.
Just give it to Yang Jian.
After putting away the paper money, Lin Qian glanced around, feeling the movement in the ghost realm, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
"It seems that there are a lot of ghosts in the mass graves. In just a short time, five starving ghosts have been encountered. It seems that it won't take too long for me to revive the ghost paintings."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian was in a good mood. Looking at the lonely grave in front of him, he shoveled it up with a shovel without hesitation, and easily shoveled the soil off the grave.
Feeling the softness of the grave soil, Lin Qian smiled:
"It seems that the ghost realm of the starving ghosts after eating the ghost blood has a strong suppression force on these grave soils. Otherwise, with these four shovels costing 500 yuan, there is really no way to shovel these grave soils."
Putting the grave soil on the shovel into the photo, Lin Qian continued to dig the grave. Following Lin Qian's movements, half of the entire grave mound disappeared in less than a minute. Looking at the half-disappeared grave mound, Lin Qian had a very expression on his face.
Calmly, I pushed the shovel down again, and the grave soil was reduced again.
And at this moment, on the half-planed grave, a black hand suddenly stretched out from the grave soil, and then began to crawl out crazily. Lin Qian looked at this sudden scene, and his eyes
His eyes flickered, and he directly used the shovel handle, that is, the coffin nail, to nail it up.
After picking this evil ghost out of the grave, Lin Qian grinned as he looked at the dark evil ghost:
"Opened..."
Putting the ghost into the photo, Lin Qian looked at the slightly trembling photo with a smile on his face. It wasn't until the ghost slowly disappeared from the photo that Lin Qian put the photo away.
Feeling the increasing number of ghost paintings, Lin Qian was in a good mood. Looking at the messy grave, Lin Qian grinned and didn't care. He turned around and walked towards another lonely grave, and continued to dig the grave.
On Zhang Hao's side, his face was a little pale. This was because he was frightened. Looking at the half grave in front of him, he felt a little scared. Just now, he had just shoveled the grave soil with a shovel and was about to shovel it a second time.
A ghost skull suddenly emerged from the grave and flew directly towards his head.
He was stunned at that time. The ghost skull was moving so fast that he didn't even have a chance to react. Just when he thought he was about to die, at the critical moment, a pale-skinned hand stretched out from his ear.
, and directly caught the skull flying towards him.
By the time he reacted, the skull had been put into another photo by the starving ghost standing next to him. Looking at the starving ghost with a numb expression and bloody eyes, Zhang Hao suddenly felt like a starving ghost.
It's not that scary either.
Looking at the graves that were also in a mess, Zhang Hao slowed down on the spot and glanced at Lin Qian and Yang Jian secretly. He found that both of them had already started digging the third grave. Seeing how skillfully they looked
, Zhang Hao couldn't help but start thinking wildly:
"These two eldest brothers must be habitual offenders, otherwise how could they be so skilled?"
Although he thought so in his heart, none of the graves that should be dug could escape. Looking at the half-supported graves in front of him, Zhang Hao prayed silently in his heart:
"Don't be surprised. I didn't mean it. I was forced to do this because of the pressure of life. I hope you can understand."
Zhang Hao looked at the grave in front of him, praying in his heart, and walked towards another grave with a shovel. It was time to dig the grave...