On the bus, it was a very ordinary bus. Lin Qian was too lazy to use the ghost to rush, so he took this bus.
Of course, this is just an excuse. The important thing is that Yang Jian is on this bus and Mr. Qin has turned into a middle-aged man.
It was obvious that he was worried about following Yang Jian.
"Didn't you say you were leaving? Why are you still near Yang Jian?"
Mr. Qin, who was holding a newspaper, sat next to Lin Qian and stared at Lin Qian, his eyes full of vigilance.
Lin Qian sighed, feeling a little helpless:
"Mr. Qin, how much do you not believe in my character? I just said I would take a look. I really have no other ideas."
"Would you believe a person who you have never met before becomes familiar with you?" Mr. Qin turned over the newspaper and said expressionlessly.
"That's true, but I'm different. I really believe that strangers know me personally. If you don't believe me, just ask Ye Zhen, he can prove it." Lin Qianyi said righteously.
Recalling the first time I met Ye Zhen, I pinned him to the ground. Needless to say, how familiar was this?
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"Is your face as thick as your strength?" Mr. Qin asked.
"Of course not. I have no shame. I'm not Ye Zhen. I never value face." Lin Qian said with a smile.
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"I see." Mr. Qin was silent for a while before he said that, and then he stopped saying anything.
He finally saw that this guy was determined to follow Yang Jian. If this was the case, he would just follow him.
This variable must be controlled.
"Oh, that's all, let's do this. You let me see the ghost in Yang Jian's house, and then I can leave and do my own thing, okay?"
"Before Yang Jian controls the second ghost, I promise that I will not appear in front of Yang Jian. What do you think of this?"
Lin Qian was very helpless. He came here to relax, but he was so wary. This was more or less unreasonable.
"Seriously?" Mr. Qin looked at Lin Qian as if he had been deceived.
"Seriously." Lin Qian nodded, extremely serious.
"Okay, I'll accompany you to see it, and you can leave as soon as you're done." Mr. Qin said.
"Okay..." Lin Qian shook his head, sighed and didn't want to speak anymore.
Mr. Qin in this world is not friendly at all.
"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."
Suddenly, the phone rang on the bus, and Lin Qian and Mr. Qin glanced over.
Then he saw Wang Shanshan hugging Yang Jian in fear. After Yang Jian comforted him, he started to look for his mobile phone among the pile of mobile phones.
"Hey, Zhou Zheng, report the situation." A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Hearing this voice, Mr. Qin frowned. Lin Qian noticed this change in expression and smiled and said:
"The operators at the headquarters should be retrained, otherwise their own lives could easily be jeopardized by this attitude."
"Well, I need to retrain."
Mr. Qin said calmly, still cherishing every word like gold.
Hearing that the woman on the other end of the phone was about to report the situation to Zhou Zheng, Yang Jian thought for a while and said calmly, "Zhou Zheng is dead."
"Dead? How did you die?"
"Having a child is life and death."
"Have a baby?" The person on the phone was obviously stunned.
"Yes, it was a caesarean section. There was no time for an operation. The child might not have been able to wait, so he tore open his belly and crawled out. I saw it with my own eyes. However, the child was not very well-behaved. Maybe it was because I didn't deliver the baby. He chased me and bit him as soon as he was born.
I took a bite and almost got eaten by it," Yang Jian said.
The female operator on the other end of the phone seemed to be going crazy: "You have the right to remain silent, but you don't have the right to talk nonsense, you know? Who are you? How come Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning phone is on you? Do you know that you are now?"
I am involved in an international criminal case. I am Liu Xiaoyu, Zhou Zheng’s exclusive operator, and I am affiliated with the Interpol Asia Division. I have the right to ask you to truthfully report Zhou Zheng’s situation.”
"I've already said that Zhou Zheng is dead. If you want to know the real situation, wouldn't you send someone to investigate? Do you want me to say that Zhou Zheng died from the resurgence of a ghost and let everyone on the bus know about it and cause panic?
Did you do reading comprehension when you were in elementary school? Do you know what the central idea is? Your comprehension ability makes me doubt whether you are a qualified Interpol police officer."
"Forget it, I refuse to chat with you now, let an experienced person come and answer the phone."
now.
Interpol, Asia Division.
within relevant departments.
Liu Xiaoyu, the uniformed operator, was gnashing her teeth angrily. The 2B pencil in her hand was sharp and she scratched the paper next to her, trying to stab the arrogant boy opposite.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Compared with the life and death of front-line personnel, my anger is nothing."
Liu Xiaoyu took a few deep breaths and said in a businesslike manner: "Sir, please cooperate with our investigation. If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, I have the right to notify the local police to detain you for 48 hours."
"Hehe." Yang Jian refused to communicate and replied "hehe."
"Sir, Zhou Zheng's matter is related to the safety of the country, so I ask for your cooperation."
"hehe."
"Sir, I know you must know something. If it is inconvenient to say it now because you are in a public place, I can give you five minutes to deal with it and find a quiet place to tell Zhou Zheng truthfully."
"hehe."
"Hehe, what the hell is that?"
Liu Xiaoyu was about to burst into rage. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down: "Sir, since it's not convenient for you to tell me, could you please tell me your name? We will send relevant personnel to collect evidence later."
"Do you want to investigate me and check my water meter? I'm not afraid to tell you, whether I change my name or not, my surname is Zhang Mingwei. Zhang Wei is me. Come if you have the guts. Those who don't come are idiots."
"Okay, you wait for me."
Liu Xiaoyu completely lost his calmness, and even ignored the usual rules and regulations, he replied loudly.
Yang Jian hung up the phone expressionlessly, turned off the phone and threw it into the mobile phone.
This phone is as heavy as a brick. It can't do anything except make phone calls.
"How do you feel about this character?" Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian's operation with a smile in his eyes.
"It's quite satisfactory." Mr. Qin commented.
Jingle bells, jingle bells...
Less than a minute after Yang Jian hung up the phone, the phone rang again.
Yang Jian looked at the phone call that was connected despite being turned off, and his expression moved slightly: "Can you directly restart the phone remotely? This is interesting."
He thought for a while and picked up the phone and connected it without hesitation. At this time, the bus stopped.
"Let's go. The ghost hasn't nailed Yang Jian yet. You have to go to another place to see." Old Qin rolled up the newspaper and stood up from his seat.
"Then let's walk." Lin Qian looked indifferent. He glanced at Yang Jian who was chatting with Zhao Jianguo to report the matter, shook his head and got out of the car with Mr. Qin.
"Did that person just look at me?"
Yang Jian looked at the two people, one large and one small, who got out of the car, and was a little confused. The way he looked at an acquaintance just now was very strange. He was sure that he had never seen these two people before, so there was no question of whether he knew them or not.
So, what does that sight mean?
"Zhang Wei? What happens next?"
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"Can I ask you something? Can you tell me who you are?" Mr. Qin, who got off the bus, looked at Lin Qian who had his hands in his pockets and looked very lazy, and asked this question. He was confused for a while.
question.
From the moment he saw Lin Qian, he felt something was wrong. Lin Qian's supernatural power was basically the same as that of the ghost baby.
The core supernatural beings are exactly the same except that one is a bit more immature.
This is very abnormal. It is impossible for two identical ghosts to exist in this world, even if they are copied.
Therefore, this is very abnormal and strange. Lin Qian's existence seems to be a mystery.
"It's better that you don't know about this kind of thing. I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it when you know the truth, so I won't say anything anymore."
He would not be stupid enough to tell Mr. Qin the truth about this world. His existence in this world itself is an anomaly. Let’s not talk about the two starving ghosts, let’s talk about ghost paintings and ghost blood. In this world, these ghosts can
Not yet harnessed.
Oh...except ghost blood.
etc……
Suddenly, Lin Qian thought of a cool operation. What would happen if he ate the ghost blood here?
"This idea is very promising, let me see the consequences first." Lin Qian touched his chin and began to use the ability to make wishes.
In just the blink of an eye, Lin Qian got the result. After seeing the result, he was a little disappointed:
"If you eat the ghost here, you won't be able to get out. It's really boring and tight."
"That old man is really not interesting enough to create such a big hole. Isn't it obvious that people will jump into it?"
Lin Qian finally figured out the cause and effect. Once people come in from the outside and control the evil spirits inside, they will be locked up inside.
Become part of this world.
He can get out by controlling the ghost here, but it will destroy the world and cause the ghost in this world to escape.
That creature is very famous in myths and legends. If he let it escape, Li Chunfeng would probably beat him to death.
Thinking that he was going to face an extremely angry Li Chunfeng, or even more than just Li Chunfeng, Lin Qian felt a little guilty.
"Forget it, let's not cause trouble. It's okay to be whipped by Mr. Li. If you were whipped by Qin Shihuang, you will probably lose nine-tenths of your life."
Looking at Lin Qian whose expression changed slightly, Mr. Qin was a little confused, but with the relationship there, it was hard for him to ask anything.
Lin Qian didn't want to tell him his reasons, and he wasn't asking any questions. He just wanted this kid to quickly see the ghost and leave quickly, so as not to follow Yang Jian all day long.
Yang Jian is a grown man, what's the use of following him?
"That ghost is still in the funeral parlor." Mr. Qin turned around and walked into an alley and said.
"Did you run away from the funeral parlor?" Lin Qian's eyes flickered slightly, and she understood something in her heart that she had never been able to figure out clearly before.
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Reality……
"You take the little starving ghost back first, I'm going to go to the mass grave."
In front of an old bus, Yang Jian looked at Wang Shanshan and a young man standing next to Wang Shanshan with an expressionless face.
A young man with blood-red eyes and an appearance similar to him.
"I know." Wang Shanshan nodded and said.
"Don't believe all the information provided by the human skin paper." Yang Jian glanced at a gold box hanging on the neck of the little starving ghost and said.
"I see."
Recalling the operation of the human-skin paper that told her to lower her head and see ghosts, she felt a little scared. The human-skin paper did not lie. She could indeed see ghosts by lowering her head.
But it didn't say that the sight of the Li Gui was the time when the Li Gui's killing pattern was triggered. If there hadn't been a little starving ghost around at that time, and Yang Jian and the others had arrived in time.
It is really possible to use human skin paper to trick Wang Shanshan to death and obtain the body of a starving ghost.
Wang Shanshan couldn't imagine the consequences of human skin getting the little starving ghost.
"Yeah." Yang Jian nodded and then looked at Henry Zhang and Liu Qi;
"Please send her back to Dachang City."
"No problem." Henry Zhang, who was holding a black umbrella with a drizzle of rain falling inside, nodded and agreed.
Liu Qi also nodded: "You go and do your business, just leave it to us."
Seeing that both of them had promised, Yang Jian turned around and got on the bus without saying anything.
In fact, it was no problem to protect Wang Shanshan back to Dachang City based on the current level of terror of the little starving ghost. The reason why he let Henry Zhang and Liu Qi be together.
It was just a layer of insurance. The human skin paper was too ambitious. When it saw him this time, it simply stopped pretending and asked why you are not dead yet.
At that time, he just sneered, not even interested in answering it.
The bus started slowly. Looking at the bus that quickly disappeared, Henry Zhang and Liu Qi felt a little complicated.
This time under Baishui Town, they saw the terror of the starving ghosts and how powerful Yang Jian was with two ghost eyes. Seven people besieged Yang Jian alone.
He killed four with his backhand, and even the bus was almost demolished. In the end, if the man who called himself Zhang Dong hadn't been too strong, Yang Jian might have killed five directly.
Yang Jian who was restarted casually, and that vicious dog that was simply unreasonable.
Although he knew that those seven people were all copied, he could see Yang Jian breaking a person's neck with one hand and then staring at another person with his backhand.
It still made the two of them feel creepy. They could see clearly that everything shrouded in red light had to be restarted according to Yang Jian's wishes.
Yang Jian was so fierce, not to mention the fierce ghost that Yang Jian called a little starving ghost.
If the middle-aged man in the dragon robe had arrived a step later, the ghost that had copied Zhang Dong and the others might have been eaten.
This is a situation where the father is doing the hard work in the front and the son is stealing from the back, or the situation is just a little bit close to stealing.
Now Yang Jian is in a mess, with two ghost eyes, an extremely terrifying corpse, a vicious dog, 40% ghost lake supernatural, and a spear made of coffin nails and fierce ghosts.
Just look at the configuration to see how powerful this is.
Moreover, now Yang Jian seems to be able to control a kind of supernatural being, an extremely terrifying supernatural being.