Under the blue-red sky, Lin Qian looked at the burned-out photo in his hand without saying a word. He looked up at the darkness not far away, frowned, and looked at Coco, who was sleeping soundly in the arms of a starving ghost.
His brows relaxed a bit.
Feeling the supernatural power of the ghost paintings, Lin Qian's eyes flashed:
"That's enough, it's already 40 percent."
"Since it's already 40 percent done, there's no need to keep digging. Something might have happened. The bride is coming..."
Lin Qian looked at the four photos in his hand. Each photo showed a large tomb, at least as big as a small house. These were all dug out and accumulated.
Put the photos away and leave the grave soil like this for now, maybe it will be useful later.
The breeze blew by Lin Qian's face. Lin Qian looked at Zhang Hao who was already lying on the ground motionless. He was tired. He narrowed his eyes and ignored this guy.
Looking at Yang Jian who was still digging the grave, Lin Qian shouted to Yang Jian:
"Yang Jian, stop digging, that's enough..."
At this time, Yang Jian had already nailed a ghost to death with coffin nails. When he heard Lin Qian calling him, Yang Jian turned to look at Lin Qian:
"Has the recovery of the evil ghost been resolved?"
As he spoke, he handed the ghost on the coffin to the hungry ghost, who put it into the newly obtained photo.
Lin Qian looked at this scene and nodded:
"It's settled, it's time to leave. If you don't leave, you won't have a chance."
Lin Qian hugged Coco, walked to Yang Jian, took the shovel handed over by Yang Jian, put it into the photo and put it away.
Hearing what Lin Qian said, Yang Jian nodded, looked at Zhang Hao who was still lying on the ground and rested, and said to Lin Qian:
"This guy is not bad. If I can get out alive, I can let him follow me."
Lin Qianye looked at Zhang Hao and nodded:
"Well, it's really good. When he leaves, let him become a ghost controller. I have found a suitable ghost for him, and there are more than one."
Lin Qian turned around and looked around, and finally cast his gaze into the depths of the mass grave. He narrowed his eyes, thought for a while and said to Yang Jian:
"It might be faster for us to leave from the mass graves, but one drawback is that we don't know which city we will appear in."
When Yang Jian heard this, he shook his head and said indifferently:
"As long as we can return to reality, why bother with so many things."
Lin Qian nodded, that was indeed the truth. Looking at Yang Jian's bulging pocket, Lin Qian was speechless:
"How much did you pick up?"
Yang Jian looked at the items in his pocket and roughly counted them. There were only about ten items:
"It's not much, it just seems like a lot."
Looking at Yang Jian's pocket, Lin Qian shook his head, took out a gold bag from the photo, and handed it to Yang Jian:
"There are some in here. Take it back and find someone to study how to use it. When the research comes out, let me know."
Yang Jian took the gold bag and looked at the contents, including incense candles, paper money, and even two or three bowls of white rice. Looking at these things, Yang Jian grinned and put the things away.
These things now belong to him. As for the research on how to use them as Lin Qian said, he will do it.
Seeing Yang Jian accept it, Lin Qian smiled, hugged the sleeping Coco, came to Zhang Hao, squatted next to Zhang Hao, looking at Zhang Hao's sleepy appearance, Lin Qian's mouth twitched:
"Okay, don't sleep, we have to leave."
As soon as he heard Lin Qian's voice, Zhang Hao, who was originally drowsy, suddenly stood up, subconsciously picked up the shovel and said:
"Brother, I'm not lazy. I was just too tired and wanted to rest for a while. Unexpectedly, I fell asleep. I...I'm going to dig the grave now. I promise that this will never happen again."
Lin Qian and Yang Jian looked at Zhang Hao's excited look, looked at each other, and smiled. Lin Qian patted Zhang Hao on the shoulder and said with some appreciation:
"Okay, no need to dig the grave, that's enough."
"You did a good job and your life was saved."
Having said this, Lin Qian stood up, looked at the darkness not far away, and narrowed his eyes:
"Zhang Hao, you fought for your life by yourself, so just follow us. With the two of us here, you can't die."
Zhang Hao got up from the ground and looked at Lin Qian tremblingly. When he heard Lin Qian's words, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and tears kept pouring out of his eyes.
"Thank you two big brothers, thank you two big brothers!"
Lin Qian looked at Zhang Hao like this and didn't care. He nodded to Yang Jian and said:
"Hurry up, I feel the bride is coming soon..."
Yang Jian looked at the darkness, and the ghost eyes on his forehead moved slightly:
"Let's go and leave the supernatural place as soon as possible."
Lin Qian nodded, his eyes flashed with red light, and the starving ghosts around him disappeared in an instant. Also disappearing were Lin Qian and others. A flash of green and red flashed, turning into a green rainbow and rushing towards the depths of the mass grave.
go.
Deep in the mass graves, large tombs stood there, with twisted words engraved on a tombstone, and candles flickered in front of the tombs.
There are three bowls of white rice placed in front of each tomb, and three incense sticks are inserted into each bowl of white rice. Next to the tombstone, there is a small pile of paper money that is slightly blown by the wind.
Lin Qian looked at all this with an ugly look on his face. After reaching the depths of the mass grave, his ghost domain could only cover the surrounding 20 meters. If only this was the case, Lin Qian discovered that if his
When you encounter those big tombs in the ghost realm, you will be suppressed directly, just like the situation in the endless tombs.
Looking at the large tombs standing here, Lin Qian's eyes were deep:
"Yang Jian, Zhang Hao, don't touch the things in front of the grave. Those are to suppress the evil ghosts in the grave. If something is missing, the evil ghosts may run out of the grave directly."
"The ghosts in these big tombs are terrifying!"
Yang Jian looked at these strange and quiet large tombs, his eyes full of solemnity, and the ghosts on his body kept turning:
"Lin Qian, is there a terrifying ghost buried in every grave here?"
Looking at the dense tombs around him, Lin Qian nodded:
"This is pretty good. As long as we pay attention and don't leave my ghost domain and don't touch those things, basically there won't be any problems."
Zhang Hao looked at everything around him and his whole body began to tremble. He followed Lin Qian and Yang Jian closely, not leaving even an inch and not daring to say a word.
Under the dark sky, white candles were burning, and the candlelight swayed in the breeze. Lin Qian and the four of them walked silently through the tombs the size of huts. They were very careful, trying to stay as far away from the offerings as possible to avoid touching them, and then
Release the evil spirits.
Lin Qian held Coco in his arms and looked at the tombstones with his brows furrowed. Starting from the first big tomb he saw at the beginning, the offerings in front of these tombstones were all exactly the same, including two arm-sized pieces of white wax and three bowls of white wax.
Rice, three notes of incense, and a pile of paper money.
"Isn't it possible that all the tombs here are of this level? If so, how could this be done?"
Lin Qian looked at these hut-sized tombs with fear in his eyes. The bigger the tomb, the more terrifying the ghosts suppressed...