"It's not impossible to chop him down. I'll let Lin Qian beat him half to death first, and then we can do it one by one."
Yang Jian reached out to lift the scarecrow, took the ghost paintings from Ye Zhen's hand, and put them inside one after another.
After these evil spirits enter the ghost painting, Lin Qian will deal with them.
Ye Zhen clapped his hands, stood up, looked at the barren straw around him, and touched his chin.
"You're not saying it's impossible, but I think we should give it a try. If we can't defeat it, let Lin Wudi take action." Ye Zhen said.
"It's up to you, I don't care." Yang Jian threw all the scarecrows into the ghost paintings, and then returned the ghost paintings to Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen touched his chin and looked at the barren straw with twinkling eyes.
"Master Yang, do you think these straws can be burned?" Ye Zhen took the ghost painting handed over by Yang Jian and asked.
Hearing this, Yang Jian frowned:
"You brought the stove out?"
"That's not true. I just brought a burning bone."
As he spoke, Ye Zhen put on the golden gloves he took out from somewhere, and then took out a small bag from his pocket, also made of gold.
Ye Zhen opened the bag, reached in and took out a bone sparkling with sparks, and then threw it away directly.
After doing all this, Ye Zhen carefully tied the bag and wrapped it three layers inside and three layers outside. Obviously there was something inside.
Yang Jian looked at Ye Zhen, and then at the flames that suddenly burned not far away. He fell silent.
Ye Zhen clapped his hands, took off his gloves, looked at the flames that slowly began to spread not far away, and nodded with satisfaction.
"That's about it."
Seeing this scene, Yang Jian rubbed his face, said nothing, turned around and left.
"Crazy." Yang Jian muttered.
Seeing Yang Jian leave quietly, Ye Zhen was a little confused, but he didn't care about it now.
He looked at the flames that began to surge and spread not far away, his eyes twinkling, and he was very pleased.
"What a huge fireworks."
With that said, Ye Zhen turned around and left, minding his own business.
On a withered field, flames burned blazingly, and a strange heat wave spread towards the surrounding area.
Ashes began to dance in the air, and deathly silence filled the air.
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Egypt.
Lin Qian calmly felt the ghosts in the ghost paintings and didn't pay too much attention.
Walking on the fine yellow sand, the sun above my head is very hot. It seems that there is no such thing as winter in the desert during the day.
Looking at the pyramid not far away, the golden building is noble and mysterious.
Lin Qian glanced at the bride. The bride's skirt was dragging on the yellow sand, not carrying any sand.
It seems that the hem of the skirt is just passing by gently, as softly as the stream flowing through the bluestone.
Looking at the winding and undulating sand dunes, Lin Qian's eyes were a little solemn.
"There's something about the pyramids in Egypt that I was able to convince myself of. It's not that easy to demolish a pyramid."
Looking from here, the entire pyramid is shrouded in a terrifying curse, which is very strange and difficult to deal with.
"Is this the curse of the Pharaoh? Is this the pyramid of Khufu?"
Lin Qian stood on a sand dune, looking at the golden building in the distance.
It is very tall and majestic, and also very ingenious.
"The most famous curse in history came from Tutankhamun, not Khufu. Could that guy have brought the curse to Khufu's pyramid?" Lin Qian secretly guessed.
This guess is very well-founded and reasonable, and it is very likely.
"How about trying to dismantle one?" Lin Qian looked at the pyramid not far away, eager to try it.
But suddenly a middle-aged man appeared next to Lin Qian. He looked at the pyramid not far away, his eyes a little solemn.
"Don't even think about dismantling it. If it was easy to dismantle, I would have dismantled it in the first place."
"Otherwise, why do you think that thing is still there?"
Lin Qian turned to look at Li Chunfeng, then nodded after thinking for a while and said:
"Master Li, what you said makes sense."
"Okay, let's go back. Things abroad are over here. Don't push some people too hastily. I don't have time to deal with these people now."
"Although these people are not very strong, they are still a trouble if they get really anxious. Rabbits bite people when they are anxious, let alone them?" Li Chunfeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the pyramid.
When Lin Qian heard these words, his eyes flickered slightly, he stared at the pyramid not far away, thought for a while, nodded and said:
"Oh, I see."
"By the way, Mr. Li, I have a question." Lin Qian suddenly asked.
"What's going on? Tell me and listen." Li Chunfeng said.
"Does Jesus exist?" Lin Qian asked.
"It existed, but later it died." Li Chunfeng said.
"Dead? Or is Li Gui recovering?" Lin Qian stared at Li Chunfeng and asked with some confusion.
He did not expect that Jesus actually existed in this world and was not a fabricated one.
"Those I killed were nailed to the cross by me, using the coffin nails that you used as umbrella handles." Li Chunfeng said lightly.
Lin Qian was silent. Good guy, Mr. Li's pretense is really cheating.
"So those things in Greek mythology also exist?" Lin Qian asked another question.
"Well, they all exist, but they were all killed by me, like Zeus, Apollo, Hera, Poseidon, Hermes, Ares, Athena, etc., they are all dead."
"All the famous guys in Greek mythology and legends were killed by me."
As he spoke, Li Chunfeng pointed to the Pyramid of Khufu not far away, his eyes calm:
"The Pharaohs, from Khufu to Cleopatra VII, all died in my hands except Tutankhamun who is still alive."
"Except for the Pyramid of Khufu, which I did not demolish, I demolished all the other pyramids."
"At the beginning, if I didn't have enough time and didn't have the mood to care about them, otherwise Tutankhamun and this pyramid would have disappeared. This is why Tutankhamun is still alive."
The sand was blown up by the wind and filled with yellow sand. Lin Qian's eyes flashed as he looked at the pyramid.
"You are really strong." Lin Qian said.
Li Chunfeng laughed it off:
"Go back early. The situation in the country is not right. I have to deal with several sources of evil spirits. I may not have time to stay in reality."
"When you go back, pay more attention to the ghost in the ghost prison. If you can, don't let it escape."
"It is very troublesome, and there may be many chain reactions when it comes out, such as supernatural recovery starting early."
Li Chunfeng patted Lin Qian, his face became a little solemn, and after saying that, he disappeared from the spot.
He came in a hurry and left in a hurry. He was in a hurry. It was obvious that the things he had to deal with were urgent.
And he came here specifically to let them go back.
Lin Qian's eyes flickered slightly:
"Has the time for supernatural recovery been shortened? Less than three months?"
Looking at the pyramid not far away, Lin Qian already knew what was going on.
Mr. Li came here this time, firstly because he was afraid that he would be accidentally trapped inside the pyramid and lose time.
Second, the situation in the country is really not quite right. If he is trapped here, there may be some problems.
"It's really troublesome." Lin Qian looked away from the pyramid.
"Lin Wudi, did you see Master Li just now? He asked us to go back."
Ye Zhen suddenly appeared on the sand dunes, and the same happened to Yang Jian.
"You saw it and told me to go back quickly. The supernatural recovery may have to be advanced. There are problems with several sources of ghosts. Master Li went to deal with it." Lin Qian walked down the sand dune and picked up some yellow sand.
"It's a pity that we don't have the chance to challenge the Pharaoh King Tutankhamun alone. The famous curse was handed down from him." Ye Zhen looked at the pyramid not far away with some pity.
It doesn't matter to Yang Jian, he can do anything.
"Okay, maybe there will be a chance in the future." Lin Qian said.
"I'm back. This time, foreign countries have withdrawn from the stage of recovery."
Lin Qian walked towards the east, waved to Yang Jian and Lin Qian and said.
"That's right, then Lin Wudi, let's go to the mass grave when we get back?" Ye Zhen said with his hands in his pockets.
Hearing this, Lin Qian was speechless:
"Can't you take two days off? I have nothing to be busy with recently. If you are very free, go to the ghost post office to deliver letters. Now the ghost post office is managed by the headquarters."
"I believe Wang Xiaoming is very happy to see you help."
"A ghost post office? It's okay, then I'll go and have a look first." Ye Zhen became interested.
"I'll go take a look too. Nothing happened recently," Yang Jian said.
"It doesn't matter, it's fine." Lin Qian held the bride's hand and said nonchalantly.
"I heard that the ghost post office delivers letters to evil ghosts, but I don't know how strong those evil ghosts are."
"Some are strong or weak, it depends on what kind of letter you send."
"Is that so? I hope my luck can be better. It won't be fun if I'm too weak."
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The yellow sand flowed, the wind swept up the sand, and the three people disappeared into the wind and sand.
On the pyramid.
Tutankhamun stared at the disappearing figures of the three men, somewhat silent.
"Anubis, just stay here honestly. If the inheritor is gone, it will be gone. As long as you are still there, the inheritor will still be there."
"Moreover, isn't the inheritor you selected used for sacrifice?"
A bandaged cat slowly walked up to Tutankhamun. Tutankhamun reached out and picked it up, and then looked at a middle-aged man next to him.
He is Anubis.
"Oh...I know." Anubis sighed.
Tutankhamun smiled, said nothing, turned around and disappeared on the pyramid.
The same is true for Anubis. The only strong ones abroad are Tutankhamun, Anubis, Dracula, Lucifer, Griffin...
There are only these people, and none of these people dare to leave their own territory at will.
Among them, Tutankhamun and Anubis were like this, they were afraid of death.
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Dajiang City.
Lin Qian leaned on the rocking chair and let out a breath. This business trip felt pretty good and she was quite happy.
She turned around and looked at the empty house. If nothing unexpected happened, Lin Yue'er and Coco went out for a walk again.
"As expected, Keke feels comfortable only if she follows Xiaoyue."
Lin Qian was lying on the rocking chair, and the bride was leaning on his chest. The two of them were gently rocking as the rocking chair rocked.
Lin Qian looked at the blue sky, took out a gold box from his pocket, and threw it towards the west of the city.
This is a call from ghost, please send it to Fang Chengshi first.
Yang Jian and Ye Zhen have already gone back to their respective homes. They went there just to have fun.
Especially Ye Zhen, this guy has gone crazy. I heard that the countryside has been completely destroyed.
If the fire in the stove hadn't only burned supernatural beings, that area might have been gone.
According to what Ye Zhen said, when he had enough fun at the ghost post office, he planned to go to the mass grave, and Lin Qian agreed.
It's still a long time anyway, so there's no point in waiting. Besides, he's really too lazy to move now.
He likes the stress-free life very much.
The breeze was blowing on her face, her wedding dress was fluttering, and the rocking chair was shaking slightly. Lin Qian held her head and looked at the sky, thinking about something in her eyes.
"The ghosts in the ghost prison are in some trouble. I have only been out for a short time, and there have been so many supernatural incidents in Dajiang City."
"Why does a female corpse appear on an old tree? The mirrors on the street can talk. At night in the apartment building, the third and seventh floors will switch places."
"What's even more outrageous is that on the streets of Dajiang City, a lonely grave appears every twelve o'clock in the evening."
"As long as someone sees this tomb, the tomb will move, and then start to chase that person, and will not stop until he is swallowed into the grave."
Lin Qian sighed, a little speechless about these supernatural events.
Dajiang City is very strange now. Sometimes people can even see an office worker walking up to the sky or walking underground.
Some people would knock on their windows and open them at night, but no one would be there. But the problem was, her house was on the twentieth floor.
This is already a complete supernatural event, and these things only happened within this week.
Fang Chengshi and the others have already dealt with seven or eight cases.
"Sigh... I have to deal with it frequently. I will go to the ghost prison later to have a look. If I can eat the stuff inside, I will eat it. If not, then wait until I get married." Lin Qian thought in her heart.
With.
With that said, Lin Qian sat up, thought for a while, and disappeared directly into the rocking chair.
At the tailor shop in the west of the city, Fang Chengshi looked at the gold box that suddenly appeared, his eyes twinkling.
"Boss is really fast."
Picking up the box, Fang Chengshi opened it and looked at it. It was a piece of bone. The bone was white in color and had a cold air on it.
"Did the boss get him in?"
Fang Chengshi reached out and picked up the bones, feeling the coldness and ominousness on the bones. His expression moved slightly:
"The devil was suppressed until he was half dead."
Discovering that this was the case, Fang Chengshi was a little surprised:
"It's just right. The level of terror is just enough for me to control. The boss's skills are amazing."
Fang Chengshi held the bone and thought for a while, then took out his cell phone and called Lin Qian.
"Is something wrong?"
"Well, boss, it's like this. I have to control ghost calls recently, so you have to keep an eye on Dajiang City." Fang Chengshi said.
"I know, you can just control it."
"Okay." Fang Chengshi hung up the phone, then without hesitation, turned around, closed the door, and walked straight into the back room.
Outside the ghost prison, Lin Qian hung up the phone and muttered:
"It's really fast."
Looking at the surrounding environment, it seems that there has not been any change. It is still overgrown with weeds and a few old trees are growing crookedly there.
The prison door was still ajar, with the old and rusty iron lock hanging on it.
Looking inside from the rusty iron bars outside, the prison is a bit dark.
The environment inside was a bit depressing. Lin Qian stood not far away and watched with a solemn expression.
The prison at this moment was shrouded in gloom, and an ominous aura emerged from inside.
The corridor shrouded in darkness makes you feel as if someone is hiding in the darkness, ready to attack you at any time.
Lin Qian looked at all this and stepped back. He looked at a black figure deep in the corridor.
The black shadow was very tall, almost close to the top of the aisle. The black shadow stood there quietly, motionless.
"Trouble."
Lin Qian let out a breath, thought about it, turned around and left. The grass swayed and the door closed with a bang.
The black shadow slowly disappeared into the darkness.
Headquarters.
"The ghost post office has started to operate. Currently, upcoming supernatural events in various regions can be informed in advance."
"Supernatural incidents in the area managed by the captain will be dealt with first by the captain of the headquarters." Li Jun took a report and reported to Wang Xiaoming the results of the operation of the ghost post office.
Wang Xiaoming took the report and looked through it:
"What about those areas that are not managed by captains? Can people go to the ghost post office as soon as possible?"
Li Jun thought for a while and said, "Okay, if it's too far away, you can take a bus there. The ghost post office will provide the bus location."
"Currently, Captain Ye is in the ghost post office, and Captain Yang is also there."
Wang Xiaoming was not surprised when he heard the news:
"Has the current probability of supernatural events been calculated?"
"Statistics show that the current probability of a supernatural event breaking out is 70%. Basically every city has ten to twenty supernatural events."
"Among them, Ojiang City and Ohara City have the most. They have as many as 100 supernatural incidents a month. Ojiang City has the presence of Team Lin, so the supernatural incidents can be well controlled."
"But Ohara City has begun to request additional manpower." Li Jun said.
"Oh, Ohara City, who is going to provide reinforcements?" Wang Xiaoming asked curiously.
"It's Cao Yang and Fang Shiming." Li Jun replied.
"They should be able to deal with those supernatural incidents."
After hearing that it was Cao Yang and Fang Shiming, Wang Xiaoming understood why they were sent there.
They are the most idle, the other captains are very busy, Li Leping is busy moving, Xie Qi is responsible for a city by himself, and he is too busy.
Wang Chaling, he is dealing with his old house, and he heard that it will be successful soon.
Lin Qian, this guy has been very idle recently, but he just came back from abroad. I heard that overseas is very miserable, and the ghost masters are almost dead.
The heads of state have also changed.
Yang Jian and Ye Zhen, these two people are still hanging out at the ghost post office and have no time to go to Oyuan City.
Li Jun, he has recently cooperated with the experiment, and it is not so easy to become an outlier.
Lu Zhiwen is not very good at dealing with supernatural events.
Wei Jing, this guy is still lying in the grave and has not come out. Even if he comes out, he will have to lie down in the coffin immediately.
"Ohara City, is there any news about silver?" Wang Xiaoming asked after thinking for a while.
"No, he is still missing." Li Jun said.
"Is this so?" Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses.
"By the way, has Shen Lin been busy lately?"
When Li Jun heard this, his expression was slightly strange. After thinking for a while, he said:
"Well, he hasn't been busy recently, but he said that he just fucked a fierce ghost with Captain Lin and felt that his body was a little overwhelmed and wanted to rest for a few days."
"Captain Shen has received Shen Lin's leave request."
Well……
Wang Xiaoming was silent, he was speechless:
"Forget it, I don't have anything to do with him. Let him come to the headquarters when he has time. I have some research that I need his cooperation with. You tell him to believe me and there will be no accidents in my research."
This time, Li Jun was silent. He looked at Wang Xiaoming, thinking whether he should let Lu Zhiwen follow Professor Wang too, so that it would be safer.