Coco, who was shrinking in Lin Qian's arms, opened her moist eyes, and then looked at Lin Qian without blinking:
"Dad, where are we? And what is this?"
As she said that, Coco looked around a few times and found that there was no one there, so she couldn't help but feel curious. After all, she had never taken a bus before.
"This is the bus. We are going to take the bus out of here and go outside."
Of course Lin Qian knew this and patiently explained this common sense to Coco.
"Dad, what is a bus? Why have I never heard from my mother?"
Lin Qian looked at Coco's innocent look and suddenly felt a little unbearable. How could there be such a cute little guy? Lin Qian thought like this and began to explain to Coco what a bus was. Of course, this meant the bus outside.
Car, this bus looks abnormal like this:
"The bus is a very convenient means of transportation, just like the cars in the past. You should have seen cars before."
Coco nodded, and a smile appeared on her little face. She looked so cute:
"Hmm, I've seen it before. It turns out that buses are just like cars. No wonder they feel familiar."
Lin Qian nodded and continued:
"Well, that's it."
"Then, Dad, where are we going?"
"Go outside, and you will know when you get there. Dad will take you to eat delicious food, but Coco must listen to Dad, otherwise Dad will not want Coco~"
"Yeah, Coco is the most obedient! Dad can't let Coco go!"
Perhaps because he was frightened by Lin Qian's words, Keke grabbed Lin Qian's clothes tightly, as if he would not let go until he was beaten to death, which immediately made Lin Qian helpless:
"Brother, this is a mysterious recovery, not..."
"Oh, I don't even know what to say."
Seeing Coco like this, Lin Qian didn't care. He looked up and looked out the window. At this time, the bus had left the Endless Tomb and was now in another supernatural place.
Lin Qian looked at the scene outside the window. This was a small building. It was still a building from the Republic of China. It looked very old. The small building at this time was very strange. The entire building was enveloped in a green flame.
It looks like it's on fire:
"Is this a will-o'-the-wisp? It looks a bit like Li Jun's will-o'-the-wisp. I don't know if this is a puzzle piece of the ghost on Li Jun's body, or if the one on Li Jun's body is the puzzle piece. It's possible..."
Lin Qian watched quietly as the small building disappeared from sight. The bus did not stop here, which meant that this was not a stop.
Lin Qian didn't care. As time passed slowly, the bus passed through this supernatural land and came to a cemetery.
Lin Qian looked at the cemetery outside the car window. It was strange, dark, and terrifying. There were a few dead locust trees, and under the trees were several earthen graves close together.
And on a dead locust tree, there was a black and white mausoleum stained by blood, and there was a corpse hanging under the white mausoleum. It was fluttering with the movement of the white mausoleum, making it look weird and eerie.
When the bus passed through this cemetery, it began to slow down. Seeing this, Lin Qian knew that the bus was about to stop.
Lin Qian's eyes flashed, she looked at the coffin nails in her hands, and then said to Coco:
"Keke, wait for me in the car, I'll be back in a minute."
When Coco heard what her father said, she immediately shook her head, looking unhappy:
"No, I want to follow dad. Wherever dad goes, I will go!"
Hearing Keke's words, Lin Qian fell silent. Looking at Keke who had a serious look on his face, he felt a little helpless. He sighed without saying anything. He stood up from his seat and looked at the door of the bus he came from.
:
"The method to control the ghost painting is actually very simple. I just need to increase the number of paintings in the ghost painting, which means increasing the number of ghosts in the ghost painting, or in other words, imprisoning the ghosts into my own ghost painting."
"And I can't enter the ghost painting to plunder the ghosts in the ghost painting and turn it into my painting, so I need to do it from the outside, which also means that I need to suppress the ghosts from the outside and enter me.
Create your own ghost paintings to achieve the result of increasing your own supernatural power."
"Once my own supernatural power increases, the paintings belonging to me in the ghost paintings will begin to increase, and the paintings belonging to the ghost paintings will start to stop increasing and remain at a limit that neither increases nor decreases, and this is my
Opportunities, opportunities to steal supernatural powers.”
"But mine can only be increased by 40%. After all, this is already the limit. If I want to reach 50%, it is also very simple. I just need to enter the ghost painting and imprison the ghosts in the ghost painting, or reduce the ghosts in the ghost painting. In this way,
The number of supernatural paintings will begin to decrease, and you will have the opportunity to steal 50% of the ghost paintings."
"Then this is impossible. If Lin Qian enters the ghost painting before he has stolen 60% of its supernatural power, he is seeking death. As long as he dares to enter, death will only be instantaneous."
Lin Qian stood in front of the bus door, looking at the darkness outside. He was waiting for a ghost to come over. As long as it appeared in his field of vision within a minute, he would get off the bus and then nail it with coffin nails.
, and then imprison it into your own photo.
At this time, the bus has stopped completely and the door has been opened. Now all we have to do is wait for the ghost to get on the bus.
Lin Qian just watched like this, while Coco grabbed his clothes and looked into the darkness outside the car, a little curious.
Time passed slowly. Thirty seconds had passed. Suddenly, a figure came out of the darkness and came towards the bus. The ghost was here.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes:
"You're lucky, one of you wants to get on the bus."
Lin Qian didn't hesitate and got out of the car. The moment he got out of the car, Lin Qian turned on the ghost realm. In just a flash, the coffin nails disappeared from Lin Qian's hands, and the figure not far away fell down with a plop.
On the ground, motionless.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian was very calm. With the help of the ghost realm, he appeared directly next to the ghost. At this time, the ghost had a coffin nail pierced through its chest:
"It seems that coffin nails are quite useful."
Lin Qian thought this in his heart, without hesitation, he took out a photo and looked at the ghost. Lin Qian picked it up directly:
"Use ghost hands to send it into the photo and imprison it. This way I will have one less photo, but it doesn't matter, it is a worthwhile attempt."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian no longer hesitated and sent the ghost into the photo. As Lin Qian moved the ghost closer to the photo, the photo began to change and slowly began to swallow the ghost bit by bit.
As soon as Lin Qian saw that it was working, he immediately increased his speed. As Lin Qian's speed increased, more and more bodies appeared in the photo of the ghost, until it was completely inside.
Seeing that he had successfully imprisoned a ghost in the photo, Lin Qian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. The photo no longer looked like Lin Qian, but a middle-aged man.
The man in the photo has a numb expression, empty eyes, and no emotion at all, and there is a coffin nail stuck in his chest.
Looking at the ghost in the photo, Lin Qian stretched out his ghost hand and pulled out the nails from the coffin. However, the moment he pulled it out, the photo began to shake violently, as if the ghost inside was about to come out and run out at any time.