Lin Qian stood in front of the car door, staring at the entrance of the village. The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and slowly a man in mourning clothes with his head lowered appeared from the entrance of the village.
The moment he saw this ghost, Lin Qian had a headache. He had seen more than one such ghost:
"How could it be this ghost? I saw them last time. It seems there is no chance this time..."
When he saw this ghost, Lin Qian felt that there was no chance this time. After all, according to the last time he encountered this thing, there were five of them together, and they were about to form a ghost realm.
The moment he saw this ghost in mourning clothes appear, Lin Qian planned to return to his seat and stop thinking about messing with this ghost. After all, it didn't seem to be acting alone.
And just when Lin Qiangang turned around, Lin Qian's eyes suddenly lit up. Seeing the ghost coming out of the village entrance not far away and walking towards the bus, Lin Qian was a little happy.
When the fierce ghost in mourning clothes came out of the village, there were no other ghosts behind it. After seeing this scene, Lin Qian's heart suddenly became excited:
"It seems that I am lucky today. This ghost is alone and there are no other ghosts following it..."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian shook the coffin nail in his hand:
"The speed should be faster this time. After a while, I will directly use the ghost eyes to disturb the ghost and make it pause. Even one second is enough."
"When I attacked the scarecrow, I didn't use the ghost eyes to interfere with it, so I failed immediately. I can't let the same situation happen this time."
When she thought of the scarecrow, Lin Qian couldn't help but look at her left hand. At this time, the strange red thread was wrapped around the wrist of her left hand. It looked similar to the red rope sold at a roadside stall for two yuan each.
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Lin Qian just glanced at it and stopped paying attention. She raised her head and stared at the ghost that was getting closer and closer. Lin Qian had no expression on his face and felt very calm.
After the mourning ghost approached a certain distance, Lin Qian got out of the car. The ghost realm instantly opened, and blue-black ghost eyes popped out from various parts of the body one by one, looking at the mourning ghost one after another.
And the moment Lin Qian's ghost eyes looked at the mourning ghost, the mourning ghost froze in place, motionless. Seeing this scene, Lin Qian's eyes suddenly condensed:
"The opportunity has come."
In just an instant, the coffin nail in Lin Qian's hand disappeared, and when it appeared, it was already on the head of the mourning ghost.
The coffin nails were completely inserted into the skull of the mourning ghost. In less than a second, the ghost fell to the ground, motionless.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian did not hesitate and used the ghost realm to appear directly next to the mourning ghost. He took out the blank photo, stretched out his ghost hand, and caught the mourning ghost directly.
Then Lin Qian started to send the ghost into the photo. Everything went smoothly. It only took a few seconds for Lin Qian to successfully send the ghost into the photo.
This time it was much more relaxed than last time, probably because a ghost had already been imprisoned in this photo, and the supernatural power in the photo was much enhanced, so it was so relaxed.
After finishing all this, Lin Qian looked at the photo in his hand. At this time, the photo was no longer blank. There appeared on it a person wearing mourning clothes, with his head lowered and his face unclear. There was a bright light on its head.
A nail stuck in the coffin:
"It went relatively smoothly this time, probably because I've done it once and I'm familiar with it, so as long as I do this kind of thing once or twice more, I'll get used to it."
Lin Qian was thinking this in her heart, but her hands were not idle. With a thought, five blue-black ghost eyes appeared directly on the photo:
"So many ghost eyes should be able to suppress this evil ghost. Once the nails in the coffin are taken out, there won't be any problems."
Lin Qian would not be stupid enough to wait for the coffin nails to be taken out and then use the ghost eyes to suppress him. That would be seeking death.
Maybe the ghost ran out before Lin Qian used his ghost eyes to suppress it. After all, the supernatural power of this photo was not enough to imprison the ghost.
Lin Qian could feel it. Looking at the five ghost eyes that appeared on the photo, Lin Qian did not hesitate. He put his ghost hand into the photo, grasped the coffin nails inserted into the head of the mourning ghost, and pulled it out suddenly.
Pulled it out.
And at the moment when the nails in the coffin were pulled out, the photo began to tremble slightly. Seeing this, Lin Qian narrowed her eyes, and the sixth ghost eye appeared directly on the photo. With the appearance of this ghost eye, the photo uploaded
The shaking stopped instantly.
Seeing the photos and returning to calm, Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief and secretly felt grateful that she had the foresight:
"There is something about this thing. It actually takes six ghost eyes to suppress it. Fortunately, I thought more about it just now, otherwise this ghost would really escape, and then my work would be in vain."
After looking at the mourning ghost in the photo, he put the photo away and looked up at the strange and unknown village not far away. Lin Qian did not linger. He directly used the ghost domain to come to the bus door and entered in one step.
the bus.
As Lin Qian got on the bus, just ten seconds later, the bus door closed, the bus started, and drove to the next supernatural place.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian felt a little scared:
"Fortunately, I'm fast enough, otherwise I would have missed the time to get on the bus today. If I didn't get on the bus, I don't know how long I would have to wait until the bus passes here next time."
"Fortunately, I was well prepared this time, otherwise I would have been in trouble."
Lin Qian sat back on his seat, took the photo out of his pocket, and looked at the slowly disappearing cryer in the photo, a smile appeared on Lin Qian's lips:
"Are you heading to the ghost painting? Very good. The harvest this time is very good. In addition to being a ghost, I sent a total of two ghosts into the ghost painting. This will mean that there will be two of my own paintings in the ghost painting.
Ghost paintings, this is good news..."
Lin Qian was in a good mood as he looked at the ghost slowly disappearing in the photo. The photo slowly turned gray. As the ghost disappeared, the photo also began to turn into ashes.
Seeing this situation, Lin Qian knew that the photo was completely unable to bear the ghost's supernatural power. Looking at the dust in his hand, Lin Qian thought to himself:
"It seems that each photo I endow with supernatural power can only hold two ghosts. If the ghost is too scary, it can only be used once and it will turn into ashes."
"This won't work. I don't have many photos. If I run out, I will be close to death, so I have to find a way to not continue to consume them like this..."
"But, is there any way to increase the number of photos?"
"You can use ghost hands to draw, but the price is a bit high. Ghost hands haven't died yet. If you use them without restraint, the recovery of ghost paintings will be accelerated. After all, ghost hands and ghost eyes are both ghosts in ghost paintings...