Lin Qian looked at Wang Xiaoming's expression and continued without paying much attention:
"You should know what a dead ghost means, so I won't say more. This thing can temporarily protect your safety. Although the level of terror is not too high, as long as you don't encounter the source ghost, it can basically keep you alive.
for a while."
Wang Xiaoming looked at the red thread handed over in silence, ignoring the hesitant expressions of the two special forces soldiers next to him, and reached out to take it. The moment Wang Xiaoming's hand touched the red thread, the red thread wrapped around Wang Xiaoming's wrist.
, and then stopped changing.
Wang Xiaoming looked at the red line on his wrist. He could clearly feel the coldness on the red line. This was a ghost, a very scary ghost. It was not as scary as Lin Qian said.
Wang Xiaoming looked at the red line for a while and found that it was exactly as Lin Qian said. This ghost was dead. He could clearly feel that except for Lin Qian who was controlling the red line just now, Lin Qian was not controlling it the rest of the time. He was not even controlling it.
There is no limit to this ghost.
This means that the ghost is really dead, and what this means is very clear to Wang Xiaoming. Although he does not know how Lin Qian made the ghost freeze, once this method of making the ghost freeze can be replicated, then the ghost controller will
You will no longer face the danger of the evil ghost resurrecting.
Wang Xiaoming knows very well what will happen at that time!
Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming's eyes flashed with light, he raised his head and looked at Lin Qian, his voice was a little excited:
"How did you do it, and can this method be replicated?"
Lin Qian looked at Wang Xiaoming's face and was a little surprised. In his impression, Wang Xiaoming shouldn't be like this. It was just a ghost's death wish. As for being so excited?
Lin Qian was thinking like this, but if Wang Xiaoming knew that Lin Qian was thinking like this, he might have tried to kill Lin Qian. What does it mean to just be a dead ghost? He knew how difficult it was to make a dead ghost, and it was still like this.
After planting the death power, it can be held in the hands of ordinary people as an incorruptible evil ghost.
Normally, after a vicious ghost dies, it will not revive at most, but the ghost's instinct is still there, and the ghost will act according to its instinct. Such a ghost will still be very dangerous.
The ghost that Lin Qian gave to Wang Xiaoming was completely dead, and even its instincts were restricted. Although I don't know how long it can last, it is already an incredible thing. Once this method can be copied,
The result is everyone can imagine!
That's why Wang Xiaoming was uncharacteristically excited.
Of course, Lin Qian didn't know this, and even if Lin Qian knew it, he wouldn't care. After all, only he could do this method and there was no way to copy it, so Wang Xiaoming's plan was in vain.
Lin Qian rubbed his eyebrows, shook his head at Wang Xiaoming and said:
"You don't have to worry about how I did it. This method cannot be copied. This is a method that only I can do. If others imitate it, they are looking for death."
Wang Xiaoming was immediately disappointed, but not too disappointed. He actually knew in his heart that this method could not be copied. Although Lin Qian was unwilling to say it, Wang Xiaoming was not angry. After all, everyone has their own secrets, and so did he.
, so he couldn’t say much.
Lin Qian looked at the time and saw that a few minutes had passed. He had to leave. The moment he entered Dachang City, he had been targeted. If he were not in the ghost realm now, those things might have come to find him.
.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Lin Qian said to Wang Xiaoming:
"This thing is for you to defend yourself. Don't use it on ordinary people, otherwise there will be ghosts with no chance of dying, and you may not be able to die by then, but they..."
As he spoke, he looked at the other people in the safe house, and then continued:
"After I finish handling this supernatural incident, you still have to return this thing to me. I will still have use for it in the future, so I can't give it to you for research."
Lin Qian's voice was very calm, which directly killed Wang Xiaoming's thoughts. Wang Xiaoming looked at Lin Qian with a calm expression, as if he couldn't understand what Lin Qian said:
"The research value of this ghost is extremely high. You shouldn't be so secretive. If you can produce research results, it will be of great help to the headquarters."
"I don't want you for nothing, I will give you something in exchange..."
Lin Qian waved her hand, took out her satellite positioning phone, opened the photo album, flipped out a photo, and took it from Wang Xiaoming to read:
"This thing was taken from this scarecrow. If you want, you can get one and I will help you kill it. But I have to tell you, this scarecrow is not much less terrifying than the starving ghost." …”
"I tried to imprison it, but failed. That's when I got this red thread. You can't take this red thread away. This thing is nothing to me, but if you take it back, then The scarecrow in this photo will come looking for you."
Speaking of this, Lin Qian showed a strange smile on his face:
"I think Professor Wang doesn't want an S-class supernatural incident to occur in Dajing City."
Wang Xiaoming looked at the photos on his mobile phone. It may be because the shooting environment was relatively dark and the photos looked a bit dim, but Wang Xiaoming could still see the scene in the photos clearly.
There are two scarecrows in the photo, one tall and one low. One scarecrow looks very ordinary. Although the smile on his face is a bit weird, which is normal, the other scarecrow is more scary.
Wang Xiaoming looked at the scarecrow in the photo. It was a scarecrow over two meters tall. His limbs were sewn together with dense red threads. It looked extremely scary.
Looking at the red thread on the scarecrow in the photo and the red thread in his own hand, Wang Xiaoming fell into deep thought.
When Lin Qian saw Wang Xiaoming like this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He ignored Wang Xiaoming and put away his phone. He looked at Zhang Wei next to him. Seeing the really cheating look on Zhang Wei's face, Lin Qian was speechless.
When Zhang Wei saw Lin Qian put away the phone, he suddenly came back to his senses, his face full of surprise:
"Damn it, Brother Qian, what kind of brain do you have, why would you want to take pictures of ghosts? Are you not afraid of ghosts looking for you?"
"Just do this to you, and I, Mrs. Zhang Wei, will obey you without any help!"
Seeing Zhang Wei's exaggerated expression, Lin Qian rubbed his eyebrows:
"Don't be shy, you can stay with Professor Wang later. He is safe now, and I have to deal with the starving ghost. You should pay attention to yourself."
After finishing speaking, he left the safe house without saying anything. When leaving the safe house, Lin Qian rolled his eyes and saw a woman standing next to Zhang Wei at some point. Lin Qian knew who she was, Yang Jian's Employee, Jiang Yan, Sister Jiang.
As Lin Qian disappeared, the two special forces quickly closed the door of the safe house again. When those people saw Lin Qian appeared and said a few words to Wang Xiaoming, they handed Wang Xiaoming a red thread, and then left. Zhang Wei took something in his hand and then disappeared. The whole process took less than five minutes...
This made them a little panicked, and they couldn't help but start to wonder, weren't they here to save them? How did they leave?
Doubts are doubts, but no one is stupid enough to ask, and they are not stupid...