"There are still too few people. Now there are so many supernatural incidents that two people simply can't handle it."
Lin Qian took back the ghost realm, stepped out, and reached the top floor of a building.
Looking down from this point, a person is like an ant crawling in a steel forest.
You can't tell whether it's a person or a car unless you look carefully.
Lin Qian sat on the edge with a calm expression, thinking about something quietly.
I heard that Yang Jian and Ye Zhen fought, and I don’t know who won. I heard that the fight was so loud that several buildings were demolished.
But fortunately, those high-rise buildings have been restored to their original state. Yang Jian should have restarted those high-rise buildings. As for the outcome of the two, it is still unclear.
I guess it's so annoying that the two of them should be on equal footing.
Ye Zhen, this cheater, died on his behalf even though he was so far away.
Is this scapegoat so outrageous?
"It hurts my friends."
Lin Qian sighed, this guy was simply indifferent.
This is probably a daily cheating operation...
It is estimated that Yang Jian also discovered Ye Zhen's methods, but he only fought with him for a while and then stopped fighting.
To be honest, you shouldn't be too stupid to fight a scoundrel.
Lin Qian shook his head, no longer thinking about these things, and took out an old and yellowed piece of yellow paper from his pocket.
The paper was very delicate, not human skin, but sheepskin, and it was the skin of a ghost.
"Ghost sheep? It's really interesting."
Lin Qianmo rubbed this sheepskin. This was one of the fierce ghosts that appeared in Dajiang City.
This is the origin of the paper floating on the street from nowhere.
"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
"whether"
Lin Qian looked at the crooked writing on it and smiled. He got this thing from a young man.
That young man had a great sense of justice and actually used this thing to punish evil and promote good. Even though he had been influenced by the evil ghost, he still persisted in this idea.
He was very happy at that time.
Isn't this a standard moral dog?
When this young man sees a couple, as long as he thinks the girl is good-looking, he will feel that the boy is not good enough for the girl.
Then he kills the man openly, and then uses supernatural powers to influence the woman, making her follow him and become one of his women.
He also said that he was the only one worthy of rescuing them from water and fire.
When the starving ghost found him, he was playing games with seventeen or eight women in bed...
This was just one of them. After reading the young man's memory, Lin Qian ignored the young man's begging for mercy and simply let the starving ghost swallow the kid.
This guy is quite powerful, his three views are more crooked than an old tree with a crooked neck.
There is nothing wrong with teachers teaching students. They just said in class that they should do their own thing. What is the problem with this?
There was no problem, but this young man was really outrageous. He came to the teacher's door in the middle of the night, killed the teacher on the spot, and then took the teacher's wife and daughter into the harem openly.
At the end, I comforted myself by saying, this kind of teacher is simply unworthy of being a human being...
He actually asked others to do their own things. He is a teacher, how could he do this...
He said a lot of things like that...
Lin Qian was a little confused at that time. Are today's teenagers this virtuous?
Outrageous...
Fortunately, Fang Chengshi was too busy during this period, otherwise he would have died long ago just because of the noise this kid made, and it wouldn't be his turn to deal with these things.
"If you see this kind of thing in the future, just kill it directly. Seeing it too much is not good for your brain. It's simply outrageous... My three views are not that crooked."
Lin Qiandi muttered:
"This kind of garbage must be careful in the future. It must not appear on my territory. I will talk to Fang Chengshi later, and we have to make arrangements. As long as we encounter such idiots, the police officers can directly kill them.
No matter if they are ordinary people or not.”
"I'm so grateful to Dajiang City, how could something like this appear..."
"Destroying my image..."
Lin Qian cursed a few words, stared down at the parchment in his hand, then smiled and said:
"You asked me if I believe there are ghosts in the world?"
"Of course I believe it, how could I not believe it, because I am."
Lin Qian opened his big mouth, his bloody fangs were ferocious and terrifying. He ignored the ever-changing handwriting on the sheepskin and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Trash, a thing that has become an alien and failed, dares to cause trouble in our Dajiang City, and will not live or die."
Lin Qian licked the corner of his mouth. It tasted really good. It was something that was not human but something he liked to eat...
Lin Qian patted the dust on his hands, smiled, sat up, looked up at the golden sun in the sky, and narrowed his eyes:
"Let's make some arrangements, and then go to Huanghe Village. If something is about to come out, go and join in the fun. I heard the news from the person in charge there said that an ancient coffin is about to come out of the Yellow River."
"Go and see... maybe I can eat it..."
Lin Qian licked his lips. He was not full. There were too few ghosts in Dajiang City...
Dajing City, headquarters.
"There is no need to send the captain to Huanghe Village. Lin Qian will go there tomorrow."
There were only a few people in the conference room, Wang Xiaoming, Li Jun, Lu Zhiwen, Shen Liang, Cao Yanhua, and Li Chunfeng.
"Is that so? Then there is really no need to send the captain there."
"However, what is Lin Qian doing there? It seems that the headquarters did not allow him to go on a business trip." Cao Yanhua asked with some confusion.
Cao Yanhua's question was also the question of everyone else. Everyone looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the main seat holding a black book.
"He went to deliver the letter." The middle-aged man looked at the black book in his hand and said casually.
After hearing this answer, everyone present understood what was going on.
Ghost post office.
Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man seemed to have expected it, and said without thinking:
"You have to ask that kid about this. If he agrees, everything will be easy."
"Is this so...I understand..."
Wang Xiaoming was not surprised and said with a smile.
His idea was actually very simple. He wanted to take over the Ghost Post Office, but he just didn't know if Lin Qian would agree.
"Li Jun, contact Lin Qian and I'll talk to him." Wang Xiaoming said.
Li Jun nodded without saying anything. He immediately took out his satellite positioning phone and started to contact.
At this moment, Lin Qian, who was looking up at Jin Yang, suddenly received a call. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the contact person.
Wang Xiaoming?
After thinking for a while, he answered the phone.
"What's up."
"Is this Captain Lin? I'm Li Jun. Professor Wang wants to discuss something with you." Li Jun's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Professor Wang, he came to discuss something with me? What matter?"
Lin Qian was confused. What did Wang Xiaoming want to discuss with him?
"Let Professor Wang tell you this," Li Jun said.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice rang from the phone.
"I'm Wang Xiaoming. Here's the thing. Lin Qian, do you have any ideas about letting the headquarters take over the ghost post office?"
Wang Xiaoming is very direct and straight to the point. His character has always been like this.
Hearing that this was what he was talking about, Lin Qian suddenly realized that this was what he was talking about.
Lin Qian thought for a while, but did not answer immediately. The ghost post office is now the key to resurrecting Xiaoyue, and the headquarters cannot take over it for the time being.
But after Xiaoyue is resurrected, it is okay to take over, but...
Thinking of this, Lin Qian smiled and said:
"Yes, but not now. You have to wait until I finish handling the matter. Besides, someone is already managing the ghost post office. If the headquarters wants to take over the ghost post office, they still have to find her."
"Of course, it doesn't matter if your negotiation doesn't go smoothly. It's not impossible to kill her."
After hearing Lin Qian's answer, Wang Xiaoming fell silent, and after a while he spoke:
"No conditions? I thought you were going to offer some conditions. This is not like your style."
"No conditions? How is it possible? Who do you think I, Lin Qian, am? Am I the kind of selfless person? Of course not."
"The conditions are very simple. In three months, I will transfer all the strongest detectives from the headquarters to Dachuan City. My wedding is so big, how can only a dozen captains attend it? This is too shabby."
"Remember, it's best to be an alien. If you're not an alien, I'm afraid you won't be able to enter Dachuan City."
After saying this, Lin Qian hung up the phone. He would not give Wang Xiaoming a chance to regret.
After hanging up the phone, he was still uneasy and threw the satellite positioning phone into the ghost painting.
Headquarters.
Wang Xiaoming put down his phone silently, then turned to look at Li Jun and Lu Zhiwen. The two looked up at the ceiling in tacit agreement.
Finally, Li Jun couldn't stand Wang Xiaoming's eyes and said:
"Professor Wang, I am not an alien and cannot enter Dachuan City. Lu Zhiwen is, he can."
The corner of Lu Zhiwen's mouth twitched, and he looked straight at Li Jun, his little eyes full of resentment.
"It's okay, I will help you become a stranger." Wang Xiaoming said calmly.
Now Lu Zhiwen laughed, and Li Jun was stunned. He looked at Professor Wang a little confused.
"Professor Wang, I...I thank you." Li Jun finally choked out these words.
Wang Xiaoming waved his hand and said:
"It's okay, you're welcome, this is what I should do."
Li Jun was completely silent, and there was nothing to talk about today.
The middle-aged man looked at this scene, smiled, and then continued to stare at the book in his hand.
interesting place.
Cao Yanhua and Shen Liang looked at Wang Xiaoming with strange expressions. Professor Wang would always make a joke.
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The Yellow River, the source river, the mother river, is also known as the Zhuo River and the Xuan River.
It is an extremely magical river. The Yellow River was not called the Yellow River before, but was called the Big River.
After people saw the color of the water in the Yellow River, they called it the Yellow River.
This river is mentioned in many poems left by the ancients.
For example, a certain white water from the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.
Like a certain king, far up the Yellow River, there is an isolated city among the white clouds, Wanren Mountain.
And what, the white sun sets over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea, etc.
The poem is beautiful, but this is only one of the reasons why the Yellow River is famous.
On the edge of the raging Yellow River, a young man stood on the edge.
A blood-red trench coat was blown by the cold wind blowing from the river.
The young man looked calm and looked at the turbid river water with deep eyes.
"Why are there so many ghosts? Is there anything wrong with this place?"
If someone can see through the turbid river water and see directly to the bottom of the water, they will find that there are five or six human-shaped black shadows moving slowly at the bottom of the water.
Judging from the direction of movement of these figures, they were clearly heading towards the shore.
Judging from their speed, it takes about seven or eight days to reach the shore. That speed is slower than the crawling of maggots.
Lin Qian glanced into the distance and saw the same situation under the river.
"It's interesting."
Lin Qian held the river water, which was a bit heavy.
The water was very gloomy, and there was a supernatural feeling permeating it, but a very strange thing happened. After the water left the river, the supernatural feeling actually dissipated.
"Interesting, no doubt generous."
Lin Qian poured the water back into the river and looked at the rough river with twinkling eyes.
"This kind of handwriting is a bit scary."
Turn the entire middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River into a ghost river to limit the sudden appearance of evil spirits.
After these river waters leave the river section, they will lose their spiritual power, so they will not affect ordinary people.
It's really scary.
Lin Qian lowered his head and stared at the ghosts walking at the bottom of the river, his eyes twinkling.
"There should be someone to clean it up, or else let these evil ghosts come ashore like this?"
Lin Qian looked around and saw that there was no one around. It was still a long way to go from the nearest village.
"Let's take a look first. I wonder where the ghost coffin that is about to come out is. Can I see it now?"
Lin Qian thought like this and walked upstream.
The Yellow River is deep and windy, so people traveling on both sides of the river rely on boats, which has given rise to a profession, punting.
A small boat costs five yuan per trip and ten yuan for a round trip. It is very cheap and safe. It depends on whether the passengers violate any taboos.
If the passengers are obedient, there is an 80% chance of passing safely. If they are not obedient... then it's hard to say.
Of course, this was in the past. Now that science and technology are advanced, there is no need for such small boats, so Lin Qian doesn't know that such a profession does not exist yet.
He knew this only by reading some information. The folk customs were not recorded in detail, so it was normal.
Lin Qian was not in a hurry. It was only about five o'clock in the afternoon. The genius was a little gloomy, but it would not affect anything.
Just walk slowly.
But not long after leaving, Lin Qian heard someone calling him. The voice was vague and vague, but it was clear that they were calling him.
Lin Qian~
Lin Qian~
Lin Qian...
Lin Qian sighed, turned around and looked at no one. Then Lin Qian thought about it and tried to agree:
"Here you are, here you are... If you call me crazy, just call me once. You call me so many times, do you think I am deaf?"
But at this moment, as Lin Qian agreed and answered the voice, a dark and sudden feeling emerged.
The surroundings quickly darkened, and then turned pitch black. A footstep appeared, but disappeared as soon as it appeared. A man with a numb expression and a distracted look appeared not far from Lin Qian.
He was slowly walking towards him.
Lin Qian sighed helplessly, snapped his fingers, and a starving ghost appeared and swallowed the evil ghost in one gulp.
"Sending someone's head a thousand miles away is less about courtesy and more about affection. I understand, I understand."
The gloom quickly faded, and Lin Qian continued on his way as if nothing had happened. He forgot to mention that people on both sides of the Yellow River should not go out at night, because walking at night is easy to encounter ghosts.
Just like now, Lin Qian was watching a child running in circles under a big tree. The flashlight in his hand was bright, but it couldn't illuminate the surrounding one meter range.
The child looked frightened, but Tong Kong looked confused. It was obvious that the little guy was beaten against the wall and blinded by the ghost.
Lin Qian looked at the little ghost squatting on the child's shoulders with interest, covering the child's eyes with his hands. He felt that if this little guy walked out on his own, he might not have to become a ghost controller.
Looking at this situation, it is very possible, and the possibility is not small.
Of course, this must be done if he can get out.
"It's really interesting. Are there so many supernatural incidents in this place? And why do these ghosts look more harmless than the last?"
Lin Qian clicked her tongue in surprise and turned her head to look in one direction. There was a flashlight of flashlight over there. It seemed that the little boy's family had come to find him.
Seeing this scene and looking at the little boy, Lin Qian was suddenly surprised:
"If this little thing's family is found, this little guy will either die or become a ghost master. If it's the former, as many people as possible will die. If it's the latter, it will be interesting."
"Forget it...I have an appetite...and I'm in a good mood."
Lin Qiandi muttered, and a starving ghost appeared and tore off the devil squatting on the little boy's shoulder. The little devil didn't even have a chance to resist and was eaten.
As the ghost disappeared, it seemed that the little boy could finally see his surroundings clearly and no longer walked in circles around a tree.
But when he saw the scene around him clearly, he immediately panicked, but when he heard his parents calling, he suppressed the fear in his heart.
"Here, I'm here!"
The little boy shouted loudly, and the flashlight in his hand began to turn on and off rhythmically.
It looks like this is telling him where he is.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian didn't pay too much attention and continued walking forward. Huanghe Village was just ahead. If nothing else happened, she could still meet this little guy.
From beginning to end, Lin Qian never showed up, and no one noticed him, except Li Gui.
"This place is getting a little crazy. Are there so many ghosts coming ashore?"
Lin Qian walked towards Huanghe Village, first to see what was going on there.
Shortly after Lin Qian left, the little boy was successfully found by his family.
Hearing the cries of joy behind him, Lin Qian curled his lips, but suddenly Lin Qian stopped, a little surprised, and turned his head to look in the previous direction.
At the same time, an old man wearing linen clothes and exuding a faint corpse aura was looking at Lin Qian.
Those cloudy eyes were a little penetrating.
The old man was deep in the woods, not with the little boy's family, and it seemed that they had not discovered the old man.
Lin Qian curled his lips, turned around and left. From the beginning to the end, he never looked back.
The old man just looked at him quietly until he disappeared into the darkness.
The old man said nothing and turned around and left.
As everyone left, darkness enveloped the small forest again.
Silence returns, the breeze blows, the leaves sway and rustle.