On the bus, Lin Qian rubbed his temples. When he thought about the photo, Lin Qian had a headache. The sound of water dripping in his head still did not stop.
However, Lin Qian discovered a problem, that is, when he increased his supernatural power, the sound of water dripping in his head changed slightly every time it dripped.
Lin Qian discovered that the sound of water dripping in his head changed from once every three minutes to once every three minutes and ten seconds.
This discovery made Lin Qian understand one thing. As long as he increases his supernatural power, he will suppress the dripping sound in his head. However, Lin Qian also knows that this is only the beginning. Once he reaches the end, unless he can solve the dripping sound
, otherwise he will still die...
Thinking of this, Lin Qian's eyes flickered. He knew that when he didn't think of a solution, he could only endure it. Who gave him "luck"...
But in the ghost painting, as the photo in Lin Qian's hand turned into ashes, the ghost in the photo also appeared in the ghost painting.
At this time, in a room in a six-story building, several couples of men and women were leaning against the wall, not daring to move. Their faces were full of fear. Just now, they were attacked by a fierce ghost.
attack, if they hadn't run fast enough, they would have hid in this room.
Maybe just like their companions, they died under the attack of evil spirits. Footsteps were heard outside the room. The moment they heard the footsteps, the expressions of several people in the room changed, with panic on their faces.
The expressions were even worse, and some people had covered their mouths, fearing that they would make any sound out of fear.
But fortunately, the footsteps were just passing by. As the footsteps went away, several people in the room showed expressions of surviving the disaster. There were even two women who had collapsed on the ground, their faces full of tears.
But there was no sound coming out.
After confirming that the footsteps were no longer outside the room, I breathed a deep sigh of relief. A white man lay directly on the ground, breathing heavily, and the panic in his eyes did not fade away.
The room was quiet at this time, no one dared to make a sound, for fear of attracting another evil spirit. I don’t know how long it took, but several people slowly regained their composure. Although they were still very scared, at least they were better than before.
Too much.
The white man stood up from the ground and began to look around. The room was very simply decorated, with a sofa, tables, chairs, benches, and a fireplace. Apart from these, there was nothing else. The walls were blank, not a single photo or portrait. It looked like
Very empty.
And just as the white man looked around, behind the white man, a blond woman slowly began to become frightened, her eyes began to enlarge involuntarily, and her mouth trembled, as if she had seen something terrifying.
The blonde woman's body slowly began to tremble, and the strangeness of the blonde woman also made others notice her. Since the blonde woman had her back to them, they didn't know what happened.
When people saw the trembling blonde woman, they thought she was too scared at first, but as time went by, people slowly realized something was wrong.
A young man with a somewhat pale face walked over and planned to ask her what was wrong. But when the young man stood next to the blond woman, he froze in place, his eyes tightened, and his face was filled with tears.
It's horror and disbelief.
At this moment, the young man shouted in panic:
"Ghost! There is a ghost!"
With the young man's shout, everyone's faces turned pale instantly, and it was this shout that made the blond woman regain some sense, and she fell to the ground directly, and then a scream rang out.
Following this scream, everyone saw what the blonde woman had just seen. It was a painting, a painting that was appearing out of thin air. At this time, most of the painting had appeared, and only a small part had not appeared.
.
The painting shows a man in mourning clothes, with his head lowered and his face unclear...
The moment they saw the person in the photo, everyone in the room knew what it was. It was a ghost!
Everyone's faces were full of panic, and some people were already rushing towards the door regardless of it. But when they rushed to the door and planned to open it, they were horrified to find that the door could not be opened at all, as if
It looks like someone has blocked the door to this room...
But they didn't realize that outside the window, there was a face full of resentment, looking at them...
On the bus, Lin Qian felt that the area covered by his ghost domain had increased a lot, which made Lin Qian feel much more comfortable. Even the sound of dripping water in his head felt less torturous...
The bus had already left "Shilin Village" at this time. The supernatural place it passed this time was a building. Lin Qian had seen this place before, and it was here that three invisible ghosts came up.
This time the bus stopped here, and Lin Qian did not block the traffic door. Lin Qian felt that before solving the photo problem, it was better to stabilize it first. Anyway, there are still three months, which is enough time...
At this stop, there were still no ghosts on the bus. At this time, the bus was empty except for Lin Qian and Coco. This was also thanks to Lin Qian. If it hadn't been for him, there might have been four ghosts on the bus.
.
After waiting for a while, the bus left this mysterious place. When he saw this building, Lin Qian knew that it would not be long before he could reach Dajiang City in four or five stops at most.
Where will he get off at that time.
As for why he didn't get off the bus at Dachang City, Lin Qian felt that it was inappropriate to enter Dachang City directly. He had better be cautious first. After all, Dachang City would not really fall. The protagonist Yang Jian was there, so there was no need.
Too worried.
The rest of the trip went smoothly. After all, Lin Qian wasn't going to catch ghosts anymore, so he couldn't take enough photos, so he could only watch.
Without Lin Qian's help, the next bus passed four stations one after another. Seven ghosts got on and five got off. At this time, there were still three ghosts on the bus.
Lin Qian couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart when he looked at the ghosts getting off the bus. These were his life-saving straws. Unfortunately, he had no choice but to give up because he didn't have enough photos.
At this time, the bus slowly drove out of the supernatural place, and the surrounding scenery began to become normal. As the bus entered the city, Lin Qian began to see high-rise buildings and people driving by the bus.
Taxi, still the sound of passersby talking.
Lin Qian couldn't help but feel a little confused as he listened and looked at these. He never thought that just seeing these would make him feel very comfortable and happy.