Under the dim sky and the endless rice fields, Lin Qian stood next to the coffin nails, with a serious face. Looking at the constantly changing ghost hands, there was a bit of coldness in his eyes:
"This thing is actually a ghost. It is just used by the scarecrow to sew his limbs. And there are red threads all over the scarecrow's body. I only have one..."
When she thought of this, Lin Qian suddenly shuddered. She raised her head and looked at the rice fields not far away. Without thinking about anything, she endured the severe pain and pulled out the nails from the coffin. Her figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
When he appeared, he had already arrived at the bus door. Lin Qian did not hesitate and got on the bus directly. As Lin Qian got on the bus, the red thread on the ghost's hand suddenly stopped moving and slowly got into the ghost's hand.
It was because of the supernatural power of the bus that suppressed the ghost.
At this moment, Lin Qian could feel that he seemed to have controlled this ghost and that it was dead...
Feeling this change, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed, and she turned her head to look behind her. Then Lin Qian saw a scarecrow, a scarecrow with its limbs sewn with red thread. At this time, the scarecrow had recovered its arms.
The scarecrow stood motionless in the rice field, looking at Lin Qian with that weird smile, as if he was mocking Lin Qian.
Lin Qian just saw it quietly and felt very calm. He would not be stupid enough to get angry with a ghost. It was unnecessary and not worth it.
Since the ghost didn't get in the car, Lin Qian didn't look at it. He turned around and sat down directly. Then Lin Qian lowered his head and looked at the tearful Coco, and then Lin Qian fell silent:
"What's wrong with Coco?"
Coco looked at her father who looked calm, then looked at his left hand, and said with some choking:
"Dad, did it hurt just now? I even saw Daddy sweating!"
Seeing Keke's look about to cry, Lin Qian felt a little warm for some reason. He pinched Keke's face and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Lin Qian then said:
"Keke, don't cry. Dad is fine. Dad doesn't feel hurt. Look, dad is fine now."
As he spoke, he raised his left hand to show to Coco. Hearing Lin Qian's words, Coco was a little doubtful. He stretched out his little hand and touched Lin Qian's pale and bloodless left hand. He found that there was nothing abnormal about it.
Only then did I let go of my heart, and my tears turned into laughter:
"It's good that dad is fine. Ke Ke thought dad was going to die. Ke Ke saw that the dead people were just like dad just now. Dad, can you not die?"
At first, I thought it was quite heart-warming to hear what Coco said at the beginning, but the more I heard it, the darker Lin Qian's face became. Good guy, I just thought I was going to die...
Lin Qian looked at Coco with a serious face and didn't know what to say. He pinched her little face and said helplessly:
"Don't worry, dad won't die yet, so don't worry about this."
After saying that, Lin Qian rubbed Coco's head and looked at this pretty little girl. To be honest, Lin Qian couldn't dislike her. There was no way she could be considered a beauty person.
In addition, he has not been too seriously corroded by the evil ghosts and has not lost too many emotions, so he can still be said to be a human being, and a person's emotions are very complicated.
Coco blinked, looked at Lin Qian with a smile on his face, and nodded his head:
"Hmm, Coco believes in Dad. Dad will not die. Dad said he would not abandon Coco and Mom, and he will definitely do it!"
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Lin Qian's whole body was numb. Can you please stop mentioning your mother? Once you mention it, you will penetrate someone once. When she thinks that Coco's mother is most likely the Cunning Bride, Lin Qian feels a little sore in her balls. This is an indescribable feeling.
Feel……
The bus had started and the door was closed. The scarecrow never got on the bus. He just stood there quietly and stared at Lin Qian motionless, with a weird smile that was so captivating.
Lin Qian didn't even look at the scarecrow. Lin Qian thought that this thing might be conscious, otherwise it wouldn't be such a thief.
Once this kind of conscious ghost leaves the supernatural place and goes to reality, it will be a disaster. Although it will still kill people according to the rules, there are many variables for conscious ghosts and it is difficult to be imprisoned. Just like Lin Qian just now
No coffin nails were used to restrain it.
This already shows the horror of this thing. Lin Qian did not go to see the scarecrow. The bus had already started moving and left this strange and terrifying rice field.
Lin Qian looked at his ghost hand and pulled out a red thread from his fingertips. Looking at the red thread, which was only one meter long, Lin Qian's eyes moved. After controlling this ghost, Lin Qian knew about this thing.
function.
This thing can be said to be a ghost, just like the ghost rope in Yang Jian's hand, but this one is much scarier than the ghost rope.
This thing can directly splice limbs. Whether it is a human or a ghost, if a person is corroded by this thing, the consequences will be serious. As long as this ghost is not controlled, this ghost will turn all human flesh and blood into
red line.
If no one restricts this thing, its quantity will change with the people it kills, just like ghost blood. Once the quantity reaches a certain level, these red lines will form a fierce ghost, a very terrifying ghost...
Looking at the red thread in his hand, Lin Qian thought:
"The number of this thing is only one, and Scarecrow has countless numbers on his body. Moreover, this red thread has the effect of suppressing evil ghosts. The suppression effect is quite strong. As long as the level of terror is not too high, it can basically suppress them.
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When she thought of this, Lin Qian's eyes shrank. Looking at the red thread in her hand, Lin Qian understood something instantly:
"These red lines are suppressing straw men, and if that's the case..."
When Lin Qian thought about the number of red lines on the scarecrow, she suddenly felt a little distraught:
"If the scarecrow breaks free of the red thread on his body, how terrifying will the scarecrow be..."
"The scarecrow is already very scary now. If that happens..."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian narrowed her eyes and was not thinking about this.
The bus had already arrived at a village. Lin Qian had seen this village before and looked at the stone tablet erected at the entrance of the village. On the tablet, three traditional Chinese characters "Shilin Village" were crookedly written.
Lin Qian knew that this was a ghost village, and the village gave people a very ominous feeling.
The bus stopped here, the door opened, and Lin Qian stood up from his seat and came to the door. Today he still couldn't believe it, he couldn't meet a lone ghost!
Staring at the village shrouded in darkness outside the car, a dull, heavy footsteps sounded from the entrance of the village. Hearing the footsteps, Lin Qian's eyes moved slightly:
"Is there a ghost on the bus? I hope it's just one..."