The mountains and forests in the distance were lush and lush. The two of them walked among the streams, with the sounds of birds and insects surrounding their ears.
"I have warned Liu Meng a long time ago not to seek death. There is something wrong with that young man."
"As a result, she insisted on having her own way, and now she deserves to be dead."
A person is looking at the fish swimming in the stream, his eyes are calm, and a string of black beads on his wrist gives people an ominous feeling.
"Haha... Her mind has never been normal, especially after meeting that Mr. Wu An."
"We have all reminded her that it is not a spiritual official, but she never believes it. There is no way this is the disadvantage of not going to school."
"I don't even know who Bai Qi is."
One person was holding his shoulders and leaning against a big tree, with a calm expression and a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"This is normal. People are like this. After they are separated from life and death, they will start to enjoy life. For people like her, what they think in their hearts is actually very simple."
"I have worked so hard to survive, and now I can finally enjoy it. Why not? This is normal and understandable. Unfortunately, she is too stupid to realize that some people cannot be messed with."
"Just like that young man."
Zhao Cai reached out to hold up the stream water, took a sip, stood up and said.
Zhou Li smiled:
"That's the same reason. By the way, what happened to your little white cat? It just ran away like that?"
"You've worked so hard for decades to become an alien, and now you just run away, don't you feel bad?"
Hearing this, Zhao Cai sighed, feeling a little helpless:
"Sigh... Of course I feel bad. If you say you don't feel bad, you'd be lying. After all, if something you have worked hard for decades to create is lost all of a sudden, everyone will feel bad."
"But what can I do? That young man's mother-in-law is too fierce. I can't beat her, and I don't dare to beat her, so I can only let them take Xiaobai away."
Zhao Cai shook off the water stains on his hands and wiped his face, feeling helpless.
Zhou Li shook his head and then nodded:
"That's true, so just feel sorry for yourself."
Zhao Cai was a little silent and did not speak.
"Where should we go next?" Zhou Li asked.
"Go outside and take a look. I've been trapped in Coffin Village for decades and I'm tired of it."
"I don't know what the world is like now. Let's go and take a look. I'm curious about what kind of world we live in now, which can actually create such ruthless people."
There was some expectation in Zhao Cai's eyes. He wanted to see it. After being isolated from the world for decades, he felt very uncomfortable.
"That's right, I think so too, let's go and see it together?" Zhou Li invited with a smile.
"It's not a bad idea." Zhao Cai laughed.
The two of them walked along the stream and towards the outside of the mountain. Beyond the mountain were green mountains and towers. When did the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? The warm wind made the tourists so drunk that they thought Hangzhou was Bianzhou.
It sounded beautiful, so their first stop was Hangzhou.
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Dajing City, headquarters.
In a laboratory, Wang Xiaoming was writing and drawing with a piece of information. In front of him was a bronze coffin.
There was a middle-aged man standing next to the bronze coffin.
"Mr. Li, do you think this thing can create a sacrificial ghost?"
Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses, looked at the information in his hand, and said.
"Yes, but there are some conditions required. The Jiu Ge Sacrifice Inscription must be indispensable, and that little brat Lin Qian needs to come over to create a perfect sacrificial ghost."
"In the past, Lord Wu An, Bai Qi, wanted to use this coffin to create a sacrificial ghost to become an alien. Unfortunately, he failed. The sacrificial ghost appeared, but it was incomplete. Sacrifice to astronomy was wrong. It was wrong.
A complete collapse of the lake."
"So he died and left a village of coffins."
The middle-aged man patted the current bronze coffin, his eyes thoughtful, and then continued:
"A complete and correct sacrificial inscription should have Jiu Ge at the back, Taoist Luotian Jiao in front, supplemented by Zuo Guishu, then put in 84,000 paper figures, and then seal the coffin."
"It's a pity that Mr. Wu An was too murderous, and so was his murderous intention. Instead of using Luotian Dajiao and paper figures, he used a coffin sealed with the corpses of 400,000 enemy soldiers."
"If nothing else happens, little brat Lin Qian should have seen 400,000 ghost slaves in the coffin."
When Wang Xiaoming listened to the middle-aged man's secret, his expression was very calm, and he didn't seem too surprised.
"Then are we going to use this thing to create a sacrificial ghost?" Wang Xiaoming asked.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man felt a little strange and turned to look at Wang Xiaoming:
"Why do we want to sacrifice ghosts? This coffin is just for Wei Jing to lie in. Gui Chai has been paying attention to it before, but it's a pity that those little things in the Republic of China didn't pay attention to it one by one."
"Once, I almost let Guizhao escape. Now you've done a pretty good job. At least you got Guizhao."
"When Wei Jing wakes up, let him lie down. When he comes out, the evil ghosts in the country can basically be partially controlled, at least there will be no collapse."
Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered. He was very smart. He knew Master Li's plan just by hearing it.
He planned to let Wei Jing fuse and eat the coffin, which would make Wei Jing more stable and terrifying.
The middle-aged man looked at Wang Xiaoming's appearance, thought for a while, and finally said a reminder:
"By the way, don't let Wei Jing face that little brat Lin Qian. That little brat can easily eat Wei Jing now, so don't be stupid. That brat now has a wife and children. If we really fight,
, the headquarters can’t bear it.”
"I know." Wang Xiaoming smiled and nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.
Li Chunfeng saw Wang Xiaoming's attitude and nodded, with a difficult smile on his face:
"Okay, you can study this thing yourself. I have to go see this little brat Lin Qian. He will be here soon."
After hearing this, Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up slightly, as if he thought of something in his mind, but then he gave up the idea.
"Well, Mr. Li, you are busy."
Li Chunfeng nodded and walked out of the laboratory.
Headquarters and training base.
Lin Qian was leaning on the seat, smoking a cigarette, and the bride was leaning on his lap, quietly and indifferently.
Lu Zhiwen was standing not far away, holding a drawing board in his hand. He didn't know what he was drawing, and he didn't know how long had passed. Suddenly, a coldness appeared on Lu Zhiwen's body, but it disappeared quickly.
"Captain Lin, you need to find those ghosts. They are in..."
After listening to Lu Zhiwen's description, Lin Qian nodded:
"I understand, I just need to go abroad this time. It's a free business trip."
"Well, okay, do you need the headquarters to arrange transportation for you?" Lu Zhiwen didn't feel strange, put away the drawing board in his hand, and asked.
"No, the transportation is too slow, I can just go by myself." Lin Qian said casually.
"That's okay." Lu Zhiwen didn't care about this.
Lin Qian smiled and said nothing. He looked up at the blue sky and narrowed his eyes.
"Little bastard, you are very leisurely. Where did my wishing well go?"
At this time, a middle-aged man's voice sounded, echoing in Lin Qian's ears.
After hearing this, Lin Qian's smoking hand paused slightly, and his face became a little stiff.
Looking at the middle-aged man sitting next to him, Lin Qian smiled awkwardly.
"Master Li, good morning..."
"Well, it's pretty good." The middle-aged man looked at Lin Qian expressionlessly.
Then……
ten minutes later.
Lin Qian sat next to the middle-aged man with a bruised nose and a swollen face, saying nothing.
The middle-aged man seemed to be in a state of transcendence at this moment and let out a long breath.
"Little bastard, I've been looking for something for more than ten years and I haven't found it yet, but you ate it like this. Do you think you should hit me?"
"Should..." Lin Qian's mouth twitched.
"Well, it's good to know." Li Chunfeng nodded, a child can be taught.
Then the middle-aged man slapped Lin Qian on the forehead and threw out a gold box.
"This is the wish. Originally, after finding the wishing well, they cooperated to complete something."
"Since the wishing well has been eaten, this thing is useless."
"Little bastard, I told you in advance that there are three ghosts that I need. Don't let me eat them if you encounter them."
"Ghost fish, also known as Kunpeng, there are three of them in the world. One of them is in the North Pole, and the other one is in a source of ghosts."
"The last one has not been found yet. If you encounter it, keep your mouth shut."
"The three above can only be counted as one, and the other two, one is missing. You can't eat it, but I still want to tell you, one is in the river, that is the pillar, you should have seen it, then
You can’t eat this stuff.”
"Besides these, the rest is up to you."
After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Lin Qian nodded stiffly and said:
"Okay, I've written it down."
"Well, just remember it."
The middle-aged man nodded, then stood up and left, coming and going in a hurry, as if he came here just to beat up Lin Qian.
Lin Qian looked at the back of the departing figure and reached out to touch his face. It... it really hurt. He didn't know how Master Li did it.
Lu Zhiwen looked at Li Chunfeng and Lin Qian strangely, then turned around and left after thinking about it.
Lin Qian exhaled, and the bruises on his face quickly disappeared. Then Lin Qian laughed and turned his head to look in one direction.
That's where Zhao Xiaoya is.
Lin Qian stood up and disappeared in one step. The golden box in his hand had disappeared.
On a playground, Zhao Xiaoya looked at the playground with only a few people expressionlessly.
Her eyes were always filled with coldness.
But suddenly, her face changed and she looked up at Lin Qian and the Cunning Bride who suddenly appeared.
Her vagina shrank, obviously she recalled the experience not long ago.
"You, what are you going to do?"
Lin Qian looked at the little girl expressionlessly, and suddenly he laughed:
"I have good news for you. My sister is resurrected, but your father is still dead."
Hearing this, the fear in Zhao Xiaoya's eyes became more and more intense, and the hatred in her eyes became more and more intense.
"This is unfair! Why! Why!"
Looking at Zhao Xiaoya with tears streaming down her face, Lin Qian raised a smile on her lips.
"You should find out about this issue in your next life."
Lin Qian reached out and grabbed Zhao Xiaoya's head, ignoring her struggle, bang...
With a very beautiful voice, Lin Qian shook off the blood on her hands and watched with calm eyes as Zhao Xiaoya slowly fell down and then turned into ashes.
"Brainless stuff."
Lin Qian turned around and disappeared, leaving ashes floating in the air. Wang Xiaoming watched from a short distance away, shook his head, and turned around to leave.
"Preliminary estimate is that Lin Qian will not be willing to let me study it."
Wang Xiaoming muttered something, and Li Jun, who was walking next to him, remained silent. He felt that Professor Wang had to be silenced if necessary.
Especially when Professor Wang faces Lin Qian, this can ensure Professor Wang's safety.
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Dajiang City.
Lin Qian was lying on the rocking chair, basking in the sun. He had just eaten the wish ghost, and then he discovered something interesting.
He can also make a wish. To be precise, as long as someone speaks in front of him, he can think that he is making a wish.
Then comes the interesting part. As long as someone else makes a wish, he can fulfill it at will, but the price paid by the person making the wish will be terrible.
For example, if someone makes a wish and says he wants a hamburger, and he fulfills it, the person who made the wish will die, whether instantly or in an accident, it all depends on his mood.
This is just one thing. His restart is perfect this time. He can restart the time, pause the time, and then fiddle with the time. It just costs some money.
However, the price can be transferred to others by making a wish.
This is actually not necessary. Lin Qian can completely bear the cost. If he can't bear it, just restart himself.
If that doesn't work, make a wish.
Lin Qian was leaning on the rocking chair, holding the Strange Bride, very leisurely. This was the benefit of eating several extremely terrifying and extremely special ghosts at once.
He is considered invincible now. Except for Master Li, no one else in the world can beat him.
Therefore, Lin Qian began to lie down. There was no pressure anyway, and he wanted to take a rest.
I have to say that starving ghosts are really outrageous. If you eat one, you will become a hungry ghost sooner or later.
Of course, if there are hungry ghosts in this world.
Lin Qian pinched the bride's fair face. It felt good. The sun was just right, suitable for afternoon tea.
Katsa
At this time, the door suddenly opened, and Lin Qian turned around to look. Lin Yue'er and Coco came back with a lot of snacks.
"Brother? When did you come back?" Lin Yue immediately saw her brother and sister-in-law leaning on the rocking chairs.
"Be back for a while." Lin Qian glanced at the snacks. Well, there were a lot of them. I didn't know if they could finish them all.
Coco was also carrying a lot, and even the little white cat was holding a big bag.
What an outrageous combination.
"Dad, Mom."
Coco jumped into the arms of the bride, and then began to touch the bride's wedding dress.
Lin Qian didn't care, it didn't matter anyway.
"Brother, what do you want to eat? I'll order takeout." Lin Yue'er quickly ran to Lin Qian and looked at her sister-in-law's wedding dress.
I couldn't help but touch it twice. Well, it's really smooth. I don't know what kind of material it is made of. I really want it.
"I can do whatever you want." Lin Qian looked at Lin Yue'er's movements and didn't care about her behavior.
"How about we have a barbecue later? A vegetarian one this time." Lin Yue'er suggested.
After hearing this proposal, Keke first raised his hand to express his agreement:
"Hmm, Dad, Keke wants to eat barbecue."
Looking at these two guys, Lin Qian felt helpless:
"Okay, I'll have it delivered. I have a barbecue grill at home anyway, so I can just grill it on the balcony."
"Okay!" Coco cheered.
This little girl really likes to eat. It seems that we can't let this little girl follow the Cunning Bride in the future.
Otherwise, I don’t know how many days I will be hungry.
Lin Yue'er also laughed, looking at the family in front of her with some satisfaction in her eyes.
Just like that, a barbecue started again.
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Dachang City, Shangtong Building.
Yang Jian looked at the coffin in the safe house and touched his chin:
"There should be no problem."
"Ye Zhen, are you very idle? Why are you following me when you have nothing to do?"
Yang Jian looked at Ye Zhen who was standing by the window. This guy was wearing a crisp suit and holding a cup of afternoon tea in his hand. He was admiring the scenery outside the window, and he also said that he cultivated sentiments.
"Master Yang, I recently received reliable news that Lin Wudi has returned to Dajiang City and is about to go abroad."
"Recently, many interesting ghosts have appeared abroad, such as ghost nuns, dream demons, twelve-winged ghost angels, headless horsemen, vampires, and other hell demons."
…
"So? What do you want to do?" Yang Jian asked expressionlessly.
"Uh... I've been thinking recently, how about the two of us go abroad together? I heard that there is a ghost in Florida that can deflect damage. I feel that that thing may be one of my puzzle pieces.
." Ye Zhen turned to look at Yang Jian and said.
After hearing this, Yang Jian lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked at the location of Guanjiang Community, and then at a tape recorder on the table.
His eyes narrowed slightly:
"Well, that's okay. I just need to find that missionary."
Hearing this, Ye Zhen suddenly laughed:
"Then go to Dajiang City?"
Yang Jian nodded and laughed:
"I heard that Lin Qian's wife and children have been having a very leisurely time recently. Let's go and watch."
The two looked at each other and smiled, then disappeared from the same place at the same time.
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…
"So, this is why you came to my place?"
Lin Qian looked at the two people holding a Boston lobster in each hand and was speechless.
"Well, that's it. I've been very free recently, and all the supernatural beings in Dahai City have been cleared away, so I thought about going abroad to see it. It happened that there was a ghost in Florida that was suspected of being a scapegoat puzzle." Ye Zhen took a bite of shrimp meat and said,
Han Hu said unclearly.
"What about you, Yang Jian? What do you want to do abroad?" Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian who was sitting on a chair, drinking beer and eating lobster.
"I want to find the missionary. He has done something on my territory." Yang Jian said.
Hearing this answer, Lin Qian suddenly realized that it must be the recorder, the recorder that allows people to enter the dream demon.
Lin Qian looked at the two people, somewhat speechless:
"Can't you go by yourself? Do you have to come with me?"
Yang Jian glanced at Ye Zhen and said nothing. Ye Zhen took a sip of beer, thought for a while and said:
"It's like this. I thought that the three of us would go to the mass grave together when we came back. I protected that stove very well."
Lin Qian was silent. He looked at Ye Zhen, a little speechless. This guy must have been afraid that he would disappear again and that he could not find his people, so he came to follow him.
"Okay, let's go to the mass graves when we get back." Lin Qian sighed and didn't bother to worry about it anymore.
However, he was also looking forward to this trip abroad. After all, he heard that the foreign country was almost overrun, and evil spirits began to roam the streets.
Terrifying ghosts appeared one after another, and no one among the foreign ghost masters was willing to die, which led to this situation.
However, they are not without action. I heard that they are working on the Noah's Ark project, and it is said that it will be completed in up to three months.
"This trip abroad may be very interesting." Lin Qian thought to himself.
The aroma of barbecue was strong and the bride's wedding dress was fluttering. Yang Jian and Ye Zhen turned a blind eye to it.
Paris.
The holy Notre Dame looks very far away, and its old white walls are much prettier than those of the cathedral.
The sun shone in the dark corners, and rats popped out of the sewers.
Pedestrians were in a hurry, wearing hoods, with nervous and frightened expressions. They always put their hands in their underwear on their chests and looked around, as if they were on guard against something.
On top of a tall building, a young man wearing a red windbreaker sat on the edge with one hand on his knees and looked at the street below.
Next to him, stood a beautiful bride, whose wedding dress was fluttering, and she was very beautiful.
On the other side of the young man, there was a slender young man wearing a casual suit. The young man held a blood-stained sword in one hand and stared at the entire city.
Next to him, a tall young man wearing an Interpol uniform and holding a long gun looked expressionlessly at the empty street below.
The breeze blew by, blowing a cold feeling. Lin Qian looked at the panic-stricken pedestrians on the street, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.
He looked up in one direction, where the Notre Dame Cathedral was. There was a cold atmosphere there. Even under the sunlight, the Notre Dame Cathedral still looked gloomy and lifeless.
"Yang Jian, we need to find the missionary in New York." Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian and said.
"Is that so? I'll go to New York first and we'll meet up at the Eiffel Tower later," Yang Jian said.
"Okay, then I'll go to Florida first." Ye Zhen said.
"Well, I'm going to Texas. After I finish processing, we'll go see what's going on with that organization called The King," Lin Qian said.
Hearing this, Yang Jian didn't say anything, turned around and walked in one direction, a ghost eye appeared on his forehead, and Yang Jian disappeared.
Ye Zhen picked up the long sword, turned around and fell down. The person turned into a rainbow in the air and flew away.
Lin Qian smiled and didn't pay too much attention. Looking at the famous Notre Dame, his eyes flickered slightly:
"I hope the ghost caller will call me in a few minutes."
"I hope the cannibals stay in Texas."
"I hope that the ghost nuns will leave Notre Dame and come to me."
"I hope that the twelve-winged fallen angel will appear by my side."
A supernatural force appeared, and as Lin Qian began to make wishes, ordinary people began to disappear inexplicably.
Lin Qian sat up, held the hand of the strange bride, and disappeared directly from the spot.
Although he doesn't need ghost blood or too many pieces of the bride's puzzle, he doesn't need it now.
Starving ghosts are already very scary, but it is still okay to eat some scary ghosts.
For example, the fierce ghost that can judge sins may attack the starving ghost instantly when it sees it.
After all, the ghost is sin itself.
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Texas, border town.
Yellow sand flew into the air, and a few dry grasses blew across the sand.
In a tavern, the smell of alcohol fills the air, and mellow whiskey can be seen everywhere on the wine table.
Noisyness is the norm here, with the clinking of bottles and loud conversations.
"Grian, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you very busy?"
The tavern owner looked at a middle-aged man who walked in through the door, smiled and asked.
The man was wearing denim clothing and walked to the bar with a tired look.
"Have a glass of whiskey on the rocks."
"What's going on? You don't seem to be very energetic." The boss looked at Grian in surprise, but his hands had already begun to move.
Soon a glass of whiskey with ice was pushed in front of Grian.
"Oh, don't mention it. The police station is short of manpower recently and I have been dragged into working as a coolie." Grian took a big sip of wine and then spit out the smell of alcohol.
Hearing Grian's words, the tavern owner's eyes flickered slightly. After hesitating for a while, he finally asked:
"Are they the corpses that suddenly appeared recently?"
"Well, even those things, in fact, can't be said to have appeared naturally, they were just discovered suddenly."
Fear flashed in Grian's eyes, and recalling those corpses, Grian only felt horrified.
The first time he saw those corpses, he vomited immediately. All the corpses were in dilapidated condition.
The flesh and blood on the body seemed to have been eaten by something, the wounds were uneven, and some bones were covered with bite marks.
If only one or two corpses were like this, it could also be interpreted as the work of being attacked and eaten by wild beasts.
But if everything is like this, it is too outrageous. If it is really a wild beast, then how hungry the wild beast must be to attack so many people.
"Sigh... natural and man-made disasters keep coming one after another, and we don't know when they will end." The tavern owner sighed.
"Who says it isn't? There are chaotic scenes everywhere now, and there are a lot more shootings than usual."
"In the past, you could hear gunfire basically once a day or two, but now it's better, it happens every day, day or night."
"Alas...my Sun Goddess, when will you save us believers who have fallen into oblivion?"
"Amen."
Grian crossed himself devoutly on his chest, and the hotel owner looked helpless at this scene.
"Pious Grian, it is certainly a good thing to pray to the Sun Goddess, but Amen is a tribute from God, not from the Sun Goddess. You should embrace the sun."
Hearing the tavern owner's reminder, Grian didn't care. He stopped praying, took a sip of whiskey, and said disapprovingly:
"I know, but what does it matter? The sun goddess cannot see us, nor can she listen to our sincere prayers, and neither does God."
"You heretic." The tavern owner poured himself a handful of whiskey and joked with a smile.
"Aren't you too? A believer in Satan." Grian replied.
The two looked at each other, then burst out laughing, clinking their glasses and toasting.
Obviously the two of them have a good relationship, otherwise they wouldn't be teasing each other like this.
jingle
The wind chimes at the door rang, and the tavern owner and Grian turned their heads and looked over.
A woman wearing a coat and bundled up so tightly that she didn't even show her eyes walked into the tavern.
All the drinkers looked at this woman as if they were crazy. She was wrapped so thickly that if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to recognize that she was a woman.
Women are very weird, but no one cares about this. There are many people who come here to drink every day, and they have seen all kinds of weird people.
Grian looked at this woman in a coat with great interest, this woman was wrapped tightly from head to toe.
Wearing gloves on hands and a mask on face.
"What would you like to drink?" the tavern owner asked politely.
The woman pulled up a chair and sat in front of the bar:
"A bottle of whiskey."
"Uh...one bottle?" the boss confirmed with some confusion.
"Well, one bottle!" the woman said in a low voice.
The woman's voice seemed to be trembling, as if she was in extreme pain.
"Hurry up!" the woman urged, seeming very anxious.
The tavern owner didn't say anything, and quickly took out a bottle of whiskey from under the counter, which was still on ice.
When the woman saw the whiskey, she seemed to see hope. She reached out and grabbed it, opened the bottle cap, pulled off her mask, and started drinking.
Grian stared at this scene in confusion. Not only him, but everyone in the tavern looked at the woman blowing the bottle.
The tavern owner swallowed his saliva and was speechless.
But in less than a moment, the bottle of ice-cold whiskey was finished. The woman let out a long breath, and the pain in her eyes seemed to lessen.
The wine bottle fell heavily on the counter, and Grian's eyes shrank slightly. He looked at this woman with an extremely pale face and sunken cheeks.
He felt something was wrong.
"One more bottle." The woman's voice was deep and hoarse.
Hearing the woman's words and looking at the woman's gloomy eyes, the tavern owner quickly got another bottle.
As before, the woman picked up the bottle and started drinking. The wine slid down the corner of the woman's mouth and wet her clothes, but the woman didn't care about this at all and continued to drink.
Grian swallowed. He felt something was wrong. No normal person would do this. Even a man couldn't stand drinking this way, let alone a woman.
He wanted to advise this woman that something would happen if she drank like this.
But just as he was about to speak out, he frowned, his ears moved slightly, and there was a sudden sound of chewing and gnawing.
Grian looked around and found nothing unusual, but when he heard the source of the sound clearly, he shrank back.
He looked at the woman next to him with a stiff expression. The chewing and gnawing sounds seemed to come from the woman.
No, it should be said that it came from the woman's body, and the tavern instantly became quiet.
Everyone looked at the woman and heard the voice.
At the same time, with the sound of chewing and nibbling, the woman instantly spat out a large mouthful of whiskey.
Then the woman fell to the ground in pain, and her body began to spasm uncontrollably.
The chair fell over and the woman leaned under the counter, her eyes full of pain, but in this pain, there was a bit of relief and madness.
"It's finally here! The devil's curse!" The woman struggled to spit out a few words.
Then under Grian's horrified gaze, a blue-black hand stretched out from the woman's abdomen.
The coat was torn, and it was at this moment that Grian understood why the woman was wrapped so tightly.
This woman's abdomen was empty, and only the skeleton was left from the neck down, with bits of blood-red meat remaining on the skeleton.
There was no meat, just bloody bones. God knows why this woman was still alive and came to the tavern alive.
Grian's face was full of horror. He looked at this skeleton. It was almost exactly the same as the corpses he had seen, and that was the most serious thing.
Only one head was left almost intact on the whole body, and the rest were all eaten up.
Grian trembled and fell off his chair, and the other drinkers also looked like they had seen a ghost.
The tavern owner was so frightened that he fainted on the spot.
The tables, chairs and benches were in chaos, the tavern was in chaos, and a "person" with blue and black skin appeared from the skeleton.
"Fuck! God! How could such a thing appear? Is it a devil!"
bang, bang, bang
Gunshots rang out, then screams and cries, then calm returned.
No one left the tavern from beginning to end. A sound of chewing sounded from the tavern, and the smell of blood began to spread.
The yellow sand was blown up by the wind, and a young man wearing a red windbreaker looked at the tavern in front of him, his eyes thoughtful.
The beautiful bride holds the young man's hand, her wedding dress blows through the wind and sand, and the wind and sand disappear.
"found it."
Lin Qian looked at the gloomy tavern in front of him with calm eyes.
Lin Qian walked to the door of the tavern and heard the wind chimes ring.
Lin Qian pushed the door open and walked in. A bloody smell hit her face. Lin Qian squinted her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her.
The floor was covered in blood, and the walls and ceiling were also splattered with blood.
The white bones with remaining flesh and blood just hung on the table.
In front of the counter, a man with blue and black skin and wrinkled skin was chewing on a section of his arm.
As if he noticed someone coming in, the person turned around and looked over.
The ferocious fangs, the face full of flesh and blood internal organs, the empty eyes and the numb expression indicate that this is a ghost.
"A brutal guy."
Lin Qian glanced at the bones on the ground and kicked a piece of his arm away. This guy's food was really clean.
ogre
Horror level: S
Hazard level: S
Killing pattern: no difference
Lin Qian looked at this cannibal ghost. He was sure that this thing was eating ghosts at first, but for some reason, its killing pattern changed.
Turned into cannibalism.
The chewing sound did not stop, the cannibal slowly stood up, and then suddenly he pounced on Lin Qian.
At the same time, Lin Qian raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked down at his abdomen, where a hand was tearing his skin.
Unfortunately, it didn't tear open.
Lin Qian snapped his fingers, and the cannibal fell to the ground instantly, with a thud, thump, and the sound of falling to the ground.
Ogres appeared one after another, and the tavern was filled with people in an instant.
Lin Qian looked at this scene, smiled, turned and left the tavern, and then hungry ghosts swarmed into the tavern.
Lin Qian leaned outside the tavern, lit a cigarette, looked up at the sky, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"No wonder I couldn't find this thing before. The word "emotion" is hidden in the belly of a living person."
"It's a good thing we came this time, otherwise God knows whether this guy would go to the country and eat one more man-eating ghost. This thing is very dangerous."
Lin Qian turned his head and looked in one direction. The wind and sand filled the air, and a figure slowly walked towards this direction.
Wearing a long black skirt, a white headscarf, and a hollow and penetrating expression, he is a ghost.
"Ghost nun."
Lin Qian rolled his eyes and stopped paying attention. Instead, he turned his head and looked to the other side. Yellow sand was blowing, and a headless man wearing armor was walking towards this side.
The black armor is covered with rust.
Seeing this thing, Lin Qian was a little confused:
"I remember I didn't make a wish for the Headless Horseman to come over, right? This thing?"
Lin Qian's eyes flickered slightly, but in the end he didn't care anymore. When it came, it came. It didn't matter if there was one more or one less.
jingle bell, jingle bell
At this time, a phone ring suddenly rang. Lin Qian turned around and saw an old phone suddenly appeared not far away, which seemed to be from the 1970s.
"The ghost call has finally arrived."
Lin Qian laughed and ignored the ringing phone, but stared in one direction.
There is an invisible ghost there, walking towards this direction.
Lin Qian flicked the ashes of his cigarette with a smile in his eyes:
"Interesting." Lin Qian exhaled a puff of smoke, with interest in his eyes.
When the ghost realm is deployed, first close all the ghost realms of the evil spirits to prevent these things from escaping.
"Follow the network cable and get rid of the guy who made the call." Lin Qian said to Lin Qian who suddenly appeared.
"Hmm... ok, ok." Lin Qian pushed up his glasses and walked towards the phone.
Lin Qian looked at his back and smiled:
"The feeling of controlling yourself is really outrageous."
Yellow sand rises all over the ground, the sky changes color, and eating begins.
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…
In an apartment in Florida, the gentle and elegant Ye Zhen cut off a woman's head with a sword. With a stab, a wound suddenly appeared on Ye Zhen's neck.
Ye Zhen didn't care about this. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the woman who had reattached his head with a smile.
Then he spoke his first words:
"It is definitely someone Ye's puzzle piece."
The woman looked at Ye Zhen in horror, her eyes full of disbelief, and her blond hair was stained with her blood.
"Who are you! Why did you attack me! We have no quarrel. (Who are you! Why did you attack me! We have no quarrel...)"
"What are you talking about? Why can't Mr. Ye understand a word?"
Ye Zhen cut the woman in half with a sword, Yin Leng appeared, and Ye Zhen directly killed all the injuries he suffered on the woman.
Terror suppressed, the woman died before she could even finish her words.
"Bad chicken, you can't understand a word of the bird language. Are you cursing Mr. Ye?"
Ye Zhen looked at the woman's body coldly, his eyes full of disdain.
Ye Zhen picked up the woman's body with his long sword. Looking at the ghost on the sword, Ye Zhen nodded:
"There should be two more pieces of the puzzle. I'll keep looking at them later and maybe I'll find them again."
Ye Zhen stretched out his hand and pulled Li Gui out of the woman's body. A cold aura filled the air and darkness covered the entire room.
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New York.
In a villa area somewhere.
Yang Jian looked up at the villa in front of him, then looked at the note in his hand, and compared it a little.
It's almost here.
Yang Jian threw the note away. He looked at the villa in front of him and muttered:
"The most evil rich man."
With that said, Yang Jian walked towards the villa, but before he had taken a few steps, several security personnel stopped him.
"Sir, this is private property. Please put down that weapon immediately and explain the purpose of coming here, otherwise I will shoot you."
Yang Jian looked at the pistols pointed at him with calm eyes. He looked at the spear in his hand and frowned:
"I'll see Lin Qian later and ask him to get me a painting. It won't be a problem if I keep holding it like this."
"Sir! Please put down your weapon immediately and explain your identity and purpose of coming here, otherwise don't blame us for shooting!" the security guard warned sternly.