"By the way, Mr. Lin, after the last ghost market ended, many ordinary people who were infected with the supernatural became ghost controllers, about seven or eight of them."
"They have all been accepted by the headquarters and can start working after about seven or eight days of training."
The old man stopped Lin Qian who was about to leave and mentioned the results of the ghost market in Dajiang City last time.
Generally speaking, it was a happy outcome for everyone. Those ordinary people who were infected with the supernatural but did not become ghost controllers all died, and died of the evil ghosts.
This is inevitable, and this is one of the purposes of opening the ghost market.
"Master Li said that this ghost market has a good effect. There will be a bigger ghost market in a few months, again in Dajiang City. You need to know something about this."
Lin Qian paused for a moment. He was neither disappointed nor surprised by the result.
It was expected that the headquarters would accept these ordinary people who had just become ghost masters. It was not that the headquarters did not know about the opening of the ghost market. Mr. Qin was in Dajing City. He could receive the news, and the owner of the grocery store also
It’s Mr. Li who is very reasonable in his actions.
The headquarters would be notified of the opening of a ghost market, although he would not care what the headquarters thought.
"Well, I understand. Just follow Mr. Li's arrangements for these matters. As long as there are no accidents in Dajiang City, you can do whatever you want."
The old man nodded, with a smile on his face, and watched Lin Qian walk out of the tailor shop.
This young man became more and more satisfied with him.
When I walked out of the tailor shop and looked at the light above the sky, I couldn't tell what I was feeling. I just had the illusion that a storm was coming.
Now that most of the matter has been resolved, he can start preparing to control the ghost painting. There are still some matters that he needs to take care of. The preparations must be perfect.
Controlling ghost paintings is not something you can control just because you want to...
In Lin Yue'er's apartment, Lin Qian took Coco into a painting.
The sky is gray, and the distant horizon is a rolling black.
Lin Qian stood in front of an earthen bridge. Behind the earthen bridge was a peach and plum forest. He borrowed this earthen bridge from Huaihuang Village. It felt pretty good, but it was a bit rubbish.
Looking at the scene in front of me, a cup of wine with peach blossoms in the spring breeze? Maybe it seems like this, but it is put here to suit the occasion.
After walking across the earth bridge, Lin Qian put Coco down. The peach grove was not as tall as the plum tree, so the ghost hanging from it was not that high either.
I stretched out my hand to push away a ghost and picked a ghost peach. The peach was very fragrant and very big, which showed that the planting method was correct.
Handing the peach to Coco, patting her little head, Lin Qian said with a smile:
"Coco, go and play by yourself. You can eat as many peaches as you can here, but don't eat the ghost on the tree."
Coco nodded, hugging the big peach and the wine jar, and jumped around in the orchard. When she saw which peach looked good, she asked the starving ghost to help her pick it.
This is already a paradise for foodies...
Lin Qian shook his head, with a smile on his face:
"The little one still likes to eat peaches."
Looking at the dozens of fruit trees, Lin Qian squinted his eyes, came to a plum tree, and stared down at the ghost buried under the tree.
The evil ghost has been tightly entangled by the roots of the tree. Just like this, the evil ghost has been unable to break free. Obviously, these plum trees are not something to be trifled with.
Then I looked at the fruits on the tree. They were fresh and tender, and very tempting.
"Sure enough, it still takes a real devil to grow high-quality fruits."
Looking at the plums and peaches that were larger than before, Lin Qian nodded. He had planted them correctly.
After checking the trees one by one and confirming that there was nothing wrong, Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief. These were things that Keke liked to eat, so there shouldn't be any problems.
Under a plum tree, there is a dry well with green and black walls, and it seems bottomless at first glance.
This thing was borrowed from Taoyuan Village. The village chief didn't mind and was very generous.
Lin Qian admired this kind of person very much.
Staring at the dark and quiet dry well, Lin Qian rubbed his chin:
"We're still short of well water. I'll go to Ghost Lake when I have time and get some well water."
A well, a well, a well, what would it be like without water?
Lin Qian laughed and walked away from here. It was time to pack things. Putting these items here will not affect anything.
Coco jumped out of the peach and plum forest, followed by the starving ghost who already had a dozen big peaches in his arms.
Lin Qian picked up Coco and pinched her little face. This little snack was still like this. If there were no supernatural events, they might be a very good father and daughter.
After leaving the painting, Lin Qian returned to the living room and sat down on the sofa. As soon as he touched the sofa, Coco began to break down and collapsed on the sofa.
Fix the phone skillfully, open the anime, and watch it over and over again.
Lin Qian was speechless at this sight. The little guy was a little lazy and didn't know who to follow.
Shaking his head, not paying attention to Coco's mess, Lin Qian took out a painting, and took out various things from it, including a pair of chess, a camera, some lanterns, a shovel, a black umbrella, and a white
His spiritual tablet, a few tombstones, some incense candles, paper money, a few sets of ghost clothes, etc...
There are many things, and they have many functions. These are all the wealth that he has worked hard to accumulate, and he has gone through all kinds of hardships to get them...
Looking at these supernatural items that were filled with coldness, Lin Qian had some memories in his eyes. From these items, he could remember many things.
But they were not very friendly. I sighed and put all these things into the small black cloth bag.
Beautiful things are called memories, bad things are called psychological shadows.
The little black cloth bag is very big. Although it looks small, the space inside is quite large. I don’t know how Mr. Fang made it.
After putting everything away, Lin Qian looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly, the clouds were rolling, and everything was fine.
Sometimes, this kind of peace is the most rare. Lin Qian leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes slightly, and kept thinking about ways to control ghost paintings.
By comparing human skin paper with ghost closets, he discovered a very scary thing.
The method of the ghost closet is to let him enter the ghost painting, find the source of the ghost painting, and then enter the ghost painting with the evil ghost. In front of the painting, he must light candles, red candles, and put a ghost mirror.
The ghost painting is so simple and direct. As long as he comes out of the painting, he will perfectly control the ghost painting.
But even if he thought about it, he knew that as long as he did it, the ghost painting would no longer be his, and after entering the painting, he might see the ghost bride coming in from the outside.
The red candle rises, the ghost mirror stands, the bride enters the painting, and the marriage is completed.
This was because he wanted him to complete all the puzzle pieces for the bride. Lin Qian didn't think of it at first, but he understood it when he learned that the bride was wearing embroidered shoes.
The purpose of the ghost closet is to allow the bride to complete the puzzle. If the bride does not come, he will successfully control the ghost painting. This is true. The ghost closet will not lie, but the bride will come. This is inevitable.
The human skin paper method is very strange. It is not difficult to do and makes sense. Find a room, hang yourself upside down, and hold the ghost painting in your hand.
There is a mirror in the middle of the room. It doesn't matter if it is a ghost mirror or not, as long as it has supernatural powers.
Then light two white ghost candles on both sides of the mirror, and let the ghost cupboard stand in front of the mirror. As long as seven days pass, the ghost painting will be controlled by Lin Qian.
Human Skin doesn't know what will happen during this period, it only knows this method.
When Lin Qian saw this method, he was doubtful. The arrangement was very simple. Hanging yourself upside down and holding the ghost painting was nothing. At that time, he was sure that he would not die. Although he was confused as to why he needed to light white ghost candles on both sides of the mirror.
, and let the ghost closet look in the mirror.
But he didn't think much about it at that time. Anyway, it was just a method. Whether he did it or not was up to him.
But now it seems that the human skin paper simply wants him to die. Its method is indeed possible to control the ghost painting, but it will definitely attract the strange bride, even faster than the method given by the ghost cupboard.
Holding a ghost painting might attract the bride, not to mention lighting white ghost candles on both sides of the mirror and letting the ghost cupboard look in the mirror.
Let's put it this way, except for the white ghost candle that is not the bride's puzzle piece, everything else in the room is that Lin Qian himself has ghost blood, ghost paintings, ghost lines, eyebrow pencils, red umbrellas and wedding clothes.
Lin Qian even suspected that the purpose of lighting the two white ghost candles was to let the ghost mirror project over, so that all the puzzle pieces of the bride would truly appear in the entire room.
Thinking of the method of making human skin paper, Lin Qian suddenly had the urge to eat the human skin paper.
His method is correct, and he can also control ghost paintings, but if he doesn't handle the bride properly, he will be seeking death by arranging this.
"The ghost closet wants the creepy bride to complete the puzzle, and the human skin wants to kill me. The methods given by these two ghosts coincide with each other."
"It's not a good thing..."
Lin Qian started to grumble in his heart. Judging from the current situation, he couldn't use the ghost closet and human skin methods. After all, it was too deceptive. But through these two methods, he found a common ground.
That is, he must come into contact with ghost paintings, ghost cabinets and human skin paper. One is to enter the ghost paintings, and the other is to hold the ghost paintings, so as to arrange other things.
This also means that if he wants to control the ghost paintings, he must integrate the source of the ghost paintings with his own ghost paintings, and then start fighting for the ghost paintings.
If this is the case, it would be interesting. According to Lin Qian's current terror, he is not the source ghost in the ghost painting at all. As long as the fight starts, he will win in the end, without any suspense.
The ghost painting is just a jigsaw puzzle, not the Creepy Bride. It is just the shadow of the Creepy Bride and has no ability to attract ghosts.
He is completely true to what he painted...
"It seems that we still have to enter the source painting of the ghost painting, but we can't arrange other things and start fighting for it directly, but even so, the ghost bride will still be attracted."
"This is a bit troublesome. If my guess is correct, when I start to control the ghost painting, I will not be able to leave. Once the ghost bride arrives at that time, I will still have to cool off."
"so……"
Thinking of this, Lin Qian opened his eyes suddenly, already thinking about what to do:
"So, someone must intercept the Cunning Bride for me, and the interception time must be long, which means this person must be strong!"
"Not only is it strong, but it's not easy to die! Otherwise, even if you intercept the Cunning Bride, it won't be fun when the evil ghost wakes up."
But thinking of this, Lin Qian began to feel embarrassed. Who should he look for to intercept the Cunning Bride?
It is not easy to find someone who is strong and will not revive after being intercepted.
"How about letting Yang Jian give it a try?"
Lin Qian thought about it seriously, and after thinking for a long time, she decided not to let Yang Jian send it off. After all, he was a classmate, so it would not be good to do this to him.
"Let an old man from the Republic of China try it, like the old man at the drug store?"
Thinking of the old man, Lin Qian thought for a while and decided to forget it. He couldn't even do it. If he went, he wouldn't survive for long. If he went, it would be the same as if he hadn't gone.
"The drug store is not good, and Mr. Fang can't die outside. We can count on him to take care of the ghost in the ghost prison."
"Why don't you go to the grocery store and let Mr. Li try it, but Mr. Li said he won't get involved in these things. He still needs to look at some things from his predecessors and can't leave."
After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Qian's head felt heavy. He rubbed his forehead and found that he really couldn't find a candidate.
Walking to the window, Lin Qian stared at the bright light, feeling a little irritated. Yun Du could be taken out for a walk by the wind, and he couldn't even find anyone to help him.
It's really a bit irritating.
"MD, no one from the Republic of China period can get away, and those who can get away can't do the trick bride. The only people in the past who are still alive and know about it are the grocery store owners and the old people in Tianshui Village."
"But they all have things to do and can't leave. Mr. Li is taking care of the things of the predecessors. The old man in Tianshui Village is trying to get the golden finger that seems to have left me. I don't know what the situation is."
Lin Qian took a deep breath, with some helplessness in his eyes. Looking at this busy city, Lin Qian watched silently.
Outside the window, the streets were busy with traffic, passers-by were chatting and laughing while shopping, and children were jumping among them with balloons.
Some children hold cartoon toys in their hands, making various postures in their hands, and automatically playing sound effects with their mouths, which looks very happy.
"Look at my Digao concave-convex man ray! The monster will die!"
A seventy-eight-nine-year-old kid held a Bumpman in one hand and a monster toy in the other. They were fighting against each other and kept dubbing them.
Lin Qian's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at this scene. This middle school kid reminded him of a person. If it were him, he would most likely not die.
The scapegoat, Ye Zhen!
"How could I have forgotten about this second disease? It's not easy for him to die. A scapegoat, as the name suggests, is a scapegoat. Ye Zhen can use anything as a scapegoat, and living people have the best effect."
Lin Qian's eyes flashed red:
"This guy still owes me a favor. If I let him go, he won't refuse."
"Although this guy is a second grader, he is still the only one I have ever seen who was nailed by the nails in the coffin and survived. The rest of the aliens were nailed by the nails in the coffin. At the moment when the devil was suppressed, without supernatural support, they died directly.
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"Let this guy intercept the Cunning Bride, and he should be able to kill the Cunning Bride's ghost-calling."
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Lin Qian's face. This was a bit fun. Ye Zhen was very special. The Ye Zhen in the original work was completely different from the Ye Zhen here.
Ye Zhenzhen here is really going to get mad, and all living people in the world will die instantly. Even the ghost controller will die without turning his consciousness into a ghost.
Fortunately, this guy is a decent chuunibyou, and not a villain who destroys the world, otherwise he would be a fool.
Although I am in the second grade, my brain is fine.
"However, although Ye Zhen is very strong, his substitutes are somewhat limited. Living people can show the horror of the substitute to the maximum extent. Figures, ghosts, buildings, etc. are a bit too much."
"Looks like I need to make some preparations. Speaking of which, I haven't been abroad yet. It's just a good time to go and have a look. It's only a billion dollars. It should be available abroad. If there isn't one country, aren't there so many countries?"
"You can still get it done by working together."
Lin Qian looked out the window and felt a little better. As long as Ye Zhen had something to die for, he would be invincible. Moreover, he heard that Ye Zhen had cleared up all the supernatural incidents in Dahai City in one go.
It seems that I got something good, and my strength has become more terrifying. This is good, it will be easier to resist the Cunning Bride.
"In this day and age, human life is no more valuable than an ant. Don't blame me for being cold-hearted. They will all die anyway. An early death is a relief. Maybe you can still see Jesus."
Lin Qian laughed twice, as if he was amused by his own thoughts. Jesus was also a ghost, and it would not be a good thing to see him.
Lin Qian's eyes flashed with coldness, and the plan began.
The scenery outside the window was beautiful at this moment. I looked at the time at nine fifty-nine, and it was one minute to ten o'clock. It was time to go abroad.
But suddenly, Lin Qian frowned and his eyes suddenly froze. A pale light flashed past, and the sound of a car horn sounded from far to near.
Lin Qian stepped back fiercely, but before he could take action, there was a loud bang, and a large hole instantly opened in one of the walls of the living room.
Looking through this big hole, there are seven or eight buildings with the same big hole, and a figure with twisted limbs is embedded in the deepest part of the big hole.
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and an old taxi appeared in the living room. A man with a numb expression and empty eyes sat in the driver's seat holding the steering wheel of the taxi with both hands.
The pale green car lights illuminated the depths of the large hole, and the sound of sticking, sticking, sticking, and bones rubbing together appeared, and cement continued to fall from the wall.
Lin Qian's face was gloomy, and he pulled his body out from the wall. His limbs began to recover, and his bones automatically corrected themselves. Staring at the old taxi, Lin Qian's eyes glowed red.
Lin Qian is now standing in a living room. At this moment, a family of four is staring at Lin Qian in stunned silence. The TV series played on the TV prove that time has not stopped.
The atmosphere was a little frozen for a while. The family of four looked at Lin Qian like this. Suddenly, they didn't know who reacted first, and a scream appeared, which was very harsh.
Lin Qian frowned, a little annoyed by the sound, but at this moment, beep, beep, Lin Qian shrank, the light flashed, and with a bang, another big hole was opened in the wall, and Lin Qian disappeared instantly.
In place.
This sudden change caused the screaming woman to stop screaming instantly. The scene in front of her was shocking.
The family of four looked at the taxi that appeared in their living room, with disbelief written all over their faces. They were on the fifteenth floor. Who could be so cunning as to drive the taxi up to the fifteenth floor and even crash it?
a person.
If someone usually told him this, he would definitely say that he drank too much, but now...
The family of four was hiding behind the sofa and shivering. They must have had a fight with the gods today.
On a high-rise building, Chen Qiaoyang looked at Lin Qian who was hit by a ghost taxi and was thrown into the darkness. His eyes were filled with solemn fear. This kid was so strong that he was knocked into the darkness after being hit twice.
And in that case, it was clear that he was unscathed.
"Now I know why you changed the time to ten o'clock this morning. This life is just the same every day."
Chen Qiaoyang looked at Zhang Xianguang standing next to him and said in a low tone.
Zhang Xianguang stared at the darkness and narrowed his eyes slightly:
"I'm going to take back the supernatural being. Go over there quickly. The mysterious bride has already left Yingjing."
After saying this, Zhang Xianguang's body fell into darkness and disappeared. Obviously, time waits for no one.
Chen Qiaoyang was a little silent. He looked at the darkness that had disappeared, and then at the sun in the sky. There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"Zhang Xianguang, if you die, I should run away. I'm not afraid of death, but I won't do anything without hope, let alone die for it."
An old sedan appeared, and four paper figures lifted the sedan and walked swayingly into the air, covering a thousand meters in the blink of an eye.
In just a moment, he had already disappeared in Dajiang City.