On the roof, the aroma of barbecue was wafting in the air, and Coco held a large lobster claw and handed it to Lin Qian:
"Dad, this is delicious!"
Lin Qian looked at the red lobster claws in Coco's hand, smiled, rubbed Coco's head, and took it:
"Well, Keke is so good."
"Hehe." Ke laughed and picked up another lobster claw and started eating it.
Lin Qian leaned back on the chair, eating cocoa-roasted lobster and drinking cold beer. He felt very comfortable. It would be great if it could always be like this.
How wonderful this life would be without the treacherous bride, Zhang Xianguang, and the evil ghost resurrecting.
But these are just thoughts. There is no way to have such a beautiful dream even in daydreams. Without the Cunning Bride, it would be impossible.
"Hey, your life is really leisurely."
A voice suddenly appeared, a red light flashed, and a young man wearing an Interpol uniform appeared next to Lin Qian, pulled up a chair and sat down, picked up a few skewers and started eating.
Lin Qian was very calm and didn't pay attention to this guy's behavior. He casually took a bottle of cold beer and handed it over:
"Yang Jian, if you don't stay in Dachang City, what are you doing here? Are you as free as me?"
Yang Jian leaned on the chair, closed the ghost eyes on his forehead, took the beer handed over by Lin Qian, opened it and drank:
"Then I'll have your free time. It's hard to live a comfortable life like this."
"Keke, help uncle roast some Australian dragons. I haven't eaten these for a long time."
Coco took the Au dragon that Yang Jian grabbed from the bucket and nodded:
"Well, Coco will bake it now."
"Well, Keke is so good." Yang Jian rubbed Keke's little head and smiled.
Lin Qian glanced at this guy and didn't care about Yang Jian's rudeness.
"Tell me, why did you come to me? You, you idiot, will never come to me if you have nothing to do."
Yang Jian didn't care about anything. He was eating skewers and drinking beer, and said calmly:
"I recently took on a job that was a bit difficult and I need your help."
"Oh, what benefits did the headquarters give you? You actually deal with supernatural events."
Lin Qian was a little surprised, but then he thought of something, counted the time in his mind, and understood Yang Jian's current situation.
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian twitched the corners of his mouth, shook his head and said:
"Headquarters has given me a lot of benefits, but this is not the key. A ghost has been targeting me. It has been targeting me a long time ago. I am very interested in this ghost, or something on this ghost. I want to
Get it here."
"But the location of this ghost is a bit dangerous. I'm afraid I can't handle it alone, so I asked you to come over and help me while you are still in Dajiang City."
After hearing this, Lin Qian finally determined what supernatural incident Yang Jian was dealing with, the newspaper ghost at Caesars Hotel.
Thinking of this, Lin Qian shook his head and said:
"I can't go this time. I can't leave here. I have to suppress Chengxi Drama Academy, otherwise it will probably revive again."
"However, I can't go. I can ask someone to go with you. Fang Chengshi is also pretty strong. Just ask him to go with you."
"Of course, if you still feel unsafe, I can give you a few lanterns, or you can give me the human skin and I will help you ask about the situation there."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian's eyelids twitched, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the Chengxi Drama Academy with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He thought for a while and said to Lin Qian:
"Okay, let Fang Chengshi follow me and give me a few lanterns. This one is easier to use. You can also help me ask the parchment paper for me. This ghost can't see anyone except being sincere to you.
Sincere."
"Of course, if you are willing, you can give me the drop of water. I like this better."
Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian, who had a calm face, and grinned:
"Yang Jian, you are so thick-skinned. Why didn't I realize you had this talent before?"
Yang Jian glanced at Lin Qian:
"Isn't it the same for you? We are half a pound to half a pound."
"Ah……"
Lin Qian was speechless. He took a bite of the shrimp in his hand, took out a painting from his pocket, and placed it on the table:
"There are seven lanterns in this painting, which are enough for you."
Yang Jian smiled, picked up the painting and put it in his pocket without looking at it. He had seen this kind of painting before and knew what was painted.
"Tell me, what is it that makes you so unsure?"
Lin Qian looked at the bright moon in the sky and drank wine slowly and said. In fact, he knew that it was about the Caesar Hotel, but he still wanted to hear what the situation was like over there in Yang Jian to see if it was still the same as what was written in the original book.
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"Well, what I have to deal with this time is a hotel called Caesar Hotel. There is a person in charge who has lost contact there. His name is Dong Qian, codenamed Ghost Face."
"I looked at the hotel and it was very strange. There seemed to be more than one ghost inside. The ghost I was looking for was inside. Someone had already gone in to deal with this supernatural incident before me."
"You also know one of them. His name is Feng Quan, the guy you sold a ghost candle to in Huanggang Village last time. The other one is named Guo Fan. He doesn't know what it means to control a ghost."
"The two of them lost contact after entering the Caesar Hotel. There is still no news, so the headquarters asked me to go there. I followed the whereabouts of the ghost and found that he was at the Caesar Hotel, so I accepted the task.
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"Originally, the headquarters planned to let you go, but because you just handled a supernatural incident a few days ago, and because of your idea, the headquarters gave up and let you handle it."
Lin Qian nodded when he heard Yang Jian's words, not paying attention to Yang Jian's best words:
"There is indeed something in this Caesar Hotel. It looks like you have been in it?"
Yang Jian nodded:
"Well, I've been inside. The situation inside is very complicated. The attacks of the evil ghosts are inexplicable. I spent two red ghost candles just to avoid those attacks."
"I understand. It sounds very dangerous. There are quite a lot of ghosts. If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't leave, I could follow you there."
"Okay, we basically understand the situation. Give me the parchment paper and I will ask for you." Lin Qian said.
Yang Jian nodded when he heard this, took out a gold box from his pocket, and opened the box to find an old and yellowed human skin.
He took the human skin paper out of the gold box and planned to hand it directly to Lin Qian, but before he could hand it over, writing began to appear on the human skin paper:
"My name is Yang Jian. When you read this sentence, you will believe that I am already dead..."
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"After I participated in handling the ghost show incident in Dajiang City, I returned to Dachang City. Within five days of being in Dachang City, I met Zhao Lei. There was something wrong with him. He seemed to be controlled by a ghost. He actually wanted to kill me.
, but he failed, but I also failed to keep Zhao Lei."
"I found that something was very wrong. According to Zhao Lei's relationship with me, he shouldn't want to kill him for no reason, and he also looked like he had a deep hatred."
"So in order to find out the truth, I came to Zhao Lei's home and found some clues left by Zhao Lei. From the clues left by Zhao Lei, I traced the clues to the Caesar Hotel."
"But it was too dangerous inside the Caesar Hotel. I might not be able to handle it alone, so I thought of a way to reduce the danger of the Caesar Hotel, and that's what I did."
"But I still think it's dangerous inside the Caesar Hotel. I might die if I'm not careful. After all, there is a terrifying ghost wandering around inside with unknown killing patterns."
"So, I took out this weak piece of human skin and planned to ask it if it knew about the situation at Caesars Hotel and the killing patterns of that terrifying ghost."
"Now it seems that my approach was correct. This weak human skin paper really knows the situation in the Caesar Hotel and the murderous pattern of the terrifying ghost, so I decided not to hand the human skin paper to Lin Qian...
"
"The situation at the Caesar Hotel is actually very simple. The murderous pattern of that evil ghost is even simpler. As long as..."
Yang Jian looked at the writing on the human skin paper, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He looked up at Lin Qian, and saw Lin Qian looking at the human skin paper with a smile on his face and saying nothing.
"Lin Qian, what on earth did you do to this thing? It even revealed the weak human skin to prevent you from touching it..."
Lin Qian grinned and looked away from the human skin paper:
"I didn't do anything. It was just that the last time I asked it something, it was dishonest and almost ate it..."
Yang Jian: "..."
"No wonder, it makes sense."
Looking at the data and information provided by the human skin paper, Yang Jian's eyes flickered. He read all the information about the Caesar Hotel and put the human skin paper into the gold box again.
"You can't leave any footprints. That's how the evil ghost kills people. The woman at the front desk is Dong Qian, but it's just Dong Qian's body. She's a ghost, but she just put her face on Dong Qian's body."
"And this ghost is the ghost I'm looking for. That ghost newspaper is in that room, that's what I'm looking for." Yang Jian's eyes flashed, thinking quickly in his mind.
After thinking for a while, Yang Jian stood up and said to Lin Qian:
"I'm lucky to have come here this time. This guy is still afraid of you. In order to prevent you from touching him, I just told him what I know."
Lin Qian waved his hand and said disapprovingly:
"Go find Fang Chengshi. He is in the tailor shop in the west of the city. Ask him to follow you and say it was me who said so."
Yang Jian smiled, reached out and picked up a whole Australian dragon roasted by Coco, and said:
"I'll come find you after I deal with this supernatural incident. I hope you'll still be in Dajiang City by then."
Lin Qian nodded and said:
"Well, it depends."
Yang Jian smiled and didn't say anything more. The ghost eye on his forehead tore out the flesh and popped out, filled with red light. A red mark slid across the sky and headed towards the tailor shop.
Lin Qian looked at all this with some helplessness:
"This Yang Jian, you're really welcome if something happens to you."
Shaking his head, not thinking about anything, he took out an Australian dragon from the bucket and put it on the barbecue grill for Coco to bake.
After rubbing Coco's head, Lin Qian looked up at the sky, thinking about something in his eyes:
"Is the plot all here? Yang Jian will go to Dajing City in less than three months. This means that Yang Jian is not far away from controlling the ghost hand..."
"It seems I have to speed up. Don't worry about the danger of the Cunning Bride. I'll think of a solution after I control the ghost painting."
"There are some problems with the method of controlling ghost paintings. The method on the human skin paper is very strange, and the method given by the ghost cupboard is related to the mysterious bride..."
"You have to think carefully about this. If you choose the ghost closet method, a creepy bride is likely to appear. If you choose the human skin paper method, a creepy bride is likely to appear. However, there are fewer worries in this case, but there is more uncertainty.
It’s just a danger…”
Lin Qian took a sip of beer and said with deep eyes:
"Let's wait and see. If possible, it's best not to choose the ghost closet method. As for the method given by the human skin paper, it depends on the situation..."
The night breeze, the stars shining, the bright moon hanging high, everything looked so beautiful, except for a red mark on the sky...
Two days later…
Outside the Chengxi Theater Academy, the blockade of the Chengxi Theater Academy has been lifted and all armed personnel have evacuated.
On a tall building not far away, Lin Qian looked at the surging darkness with twinkling eyes. Yang Jian stood beside him with his hands on his chest, also staring at the Chengxi Drama Academy not far away.
Fang Chengshi held a black oil-paper umbrella and watched quietly as the breeze blew through the clothes of the three of them.
"Yang Jian, did you handle it so quickly?"
"Well, with the method provided on the parchment paper and Xiong Wenwen's ability to predict the future, we almost didn't encounter any accidents." Yang Jian said.
"No wonder, you sent me a ghost today. That ghost is the one mentioned on the human skin paper?" Lin Qiandao.
"That's it. This ghost thing took a fancy to my ghost eyes. Unfortunately, it's not very scary. If it were at a higher point, I would have carried it..."
"Is this so? It's really scary..." Lin Qian said.
Yang Jian glanced at Lin Qian and twitched the corner of his mouth. He had no desire to continue talking. This guy is simply an atmosphere killer.
Lin Qian smiled and didn't care, staring at the surging darkness not far away without saying anything. Today was the last day. If nothing else happened, the ghost theater troupe would enter a supernatural land.
Darkness surged in the sky, and the shadows of lanterns appeared in mid-air. The sound of opera was looming in the darkness. If you didn't listen carefully, you might not even hear it.
This strange phenomenon attracted the attention of many ordinary people. Many people wanted to rush here, but they were all stopped by armed personnel guarding various intersections.
Lin Qian doesn't care about these curious people and won't care about them. People who want to die cannot be stopped...
The dark ghost realm was surging and the weirdness was shrinking. Lin Qian watched all of this quietly. As long as this supernatural incident was completely resolved, he could start his own plan.
Time passed slowly, and the sun was shining brightly in the sky, forming a sharp contrast with the sky above Chengxi Drama Academy.
Suddenly, changes began. The darkness that had been constantly surging began to become illusory and slowly began to disappear. When Lin Qian saw this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief:
"it's over……"
After the ghost land completely disappeared, Lin Qian stretched his waist, his black windbreaker fluttering in the wind:
"Okay, this supernatural incident has been successfully solved, let's go back to sleep..."
Yang Jian looked at the Chengxi Drama Academy which had returned to normal. Hearing Lin Qian's words, the corner of his mouth curled up:
"Sleep, you haven't had enough sleep these days. Every day is so leisurely. Don't worry about Dajiang City."
Lin Qian glanced at Yang Jian with a look of disdain:
"You have the nerve to accuse me, but when you're not dealing with supernatural events, you live a much more relaxed life than I do."
Yang Jian smiled, not paying attention to Lin Qian's words, and said instead:
"Let's go get something to eat. We have nothing to do now and have a lot of time."
Hearing Yang Jian's words, Lin Qian shook his head and said:
"I have something to do. I have to control the ghost paintings. I don't have time. I'll talk about it after I finish dealing with the ghost paintings."
"So anxious?" Yang Jian said with some confusion.
"Well, I was so anxious. If it wasn't for watching the Chengxi Drama Academy, I might have gone to master the ghost painting." Lin Qian said.
Seeing that Lin Qian didn't look like he was joking, Yang Jian was silent for a while and nodded:
"Well, okay, I'll look for you when you're free."
"Okay, I'll let you know when the time comes." Lin Qian said.
"Fang Chengshi, Dajiang City is entrusted to you. I have to deal with some things. It's hard to say when. You can handle matters in Dajiang City by yourself. If you encounter something that you can't handle, just go to your grandfather."
Fang Chengshi nodded:
"Yeah, I know, I'll try my best."
"Okay, let's go, I have time to talk." Lin Qian waved his hand, mentioned Coco, and disappeared on the top of the tall building in a flash.
Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian leaving, his eyes flickered for a moment, and after thinking about it, he turned around and left as well. A streak of red light passed across the sky, heading towards Dachang City.
Fang Chengshi looked at the empty rooftop with only him alone, sighed, shook his head, his body flickered, and a hint of darkness appeared, heading towards the tailor shop in the west of the city.
In Lin Yue'er's apartment, Lin Qian was sitting on the sofa, looking at the items placed on the table, including a coffin nail, a blood-red umbrella handle, twenty-four umbrella ribs, and a portrait of Lin Yue'er.
Staring at the portrait, Lin Qian felt a little guilty in her eyes. She sighed and put the painting away:
"Whether Xiaoyue can be resurrected this time depends on the strength of the ghost post office."
He picked up the umbrella handle and spliced the twenty-four ribs together. It was very easy and without any obstruction. He opened the umbrella without an umbrella, and a blood-red shadow appeared in front of Lin Qian's eyes. Looking at this illusory world,
Lin Qian narrowed her eyes.
In the illusory world, it is all red, and a room shrouded in red light is looming. If you look carefully, you can still see the situation in the room clearly.
Lin Qianmeng put away the umbrella, his eyes were calm, and he grinned. Now he knew what the umbrella did...
"It's such a weird umbrella that it can resist the bride. It's a pity that it's missing the umbrella surface and some ribs. It would be great if it were complete."
Putting the umbrella into the painting, Lin Qian picked up the coffin nails, grinned, and put them away together.
He now owns many supernatural items, including coffin nails, an umbrella missing its cover, a ghost camera, red and white ghost candles, dozens of lanterns, a black umbrella, several colorful masks, and several sets of costumes.
A game of chess, some incense candles, paper money and tributes, two tombs the size of huts, and ten tombstones.