Walking out of Guanjiang Community, Lin Qian looked at the sunset over Dachang City. The setting sun was like blood and the sun was about to set.
Lin Qian looked at the gold box in his hand, took out a painting from his pocket, and put the box into the painting.
Looking at the scene in the painting, Lin Qian grinned:
"Hurry up, the things in my head are about to come out. If this is not my illusion, fingers have already appeared in my mind one by one..."
Looking at the blood-like sunset, Lin Qian's eyes flashed blood red:
"Guanjiang Community is too far from Xiangyang Community, and Guanjiang Community is in the suburbs, and there are few taxis. After all, this is where the rich live. Who would go out without a car?"
Thinking of this, Lin Qian rubbed his face:
"Let's go straight to the ghost realm and try to control the starving ghost as quickly as possible, otherwise I will not be far away from becoming a madman. If I don't die..."
Looking at the sparsely populated highway, Lin Qian squinted his eyes. The ghost realm opened directly, a flash of green and black flashed by, and Lin Qian disappeared in place.
At the same time, under the dusk of Dachang City, a blue mark streaked across the sky and lingered in the sky of Dachang City for a long time.
Yang Jian, who was in Guanjiang Community, looked at the blue mark in the sky, and a red light flashed in his eyes:
"Lin Qian's resuscitation of the evil ghost seems to be very serious, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious and would directly use the ghost realm to rush on..."
"I hope Lin Qian can solve the problem of his own evil ghost recovery. Dachang City can't stand the trouble..."
Looking at the ghost realm slowly disappearing in the sky, Yang Jian thought to himself. He left the window and returned to the bedroom. He was going to get ready to sleep...
Due to Lin Qian's behavior of rushing through ghost territory, many people in Dachang City saw the scene in the sky. Looking at the blue mark in the sky, many people acted very calmly.
After all, Dachang City had just experienced the Starving Ghost Incident. At that time, the entire Dachang City was shrouded in black and blue. Compared with before, this kind of strange phenomenon in the sky now is just childish.
So I didn't have much curiosity about the situation in the air.
Wang Xiaoming, who was sitting in the car at this time, looked at the blue marks slowly disappearing in the sky, his eyes were thoughtful, and he pushed up his glasses:
"Lin Qian's condition is more serious than imagined. It seems that during the time when Lin Qian disappeared, he must have experienced some horrific things. It was so terrifying that he was almost trapped inside. Even if he came out alive, the sequelae would be considerable.
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"I hope Lin Qian can solve his own problems, otherwise there will be no way to get the ghost in Lin Qian..."
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Xiangyang Community, Room 404, the room is very quiet. Because no one has lived in it for a long time, a thick layer of dust has accumulated in the room. The room is very dim. The clock is hanging on the wall, and the sound of the hands moving is the sound of the hands in the room.
The only voice.
A flash of green and black flashed, and Lin Qian appeared in the room. Looking at the home that had been left unoccupied for more than a month, Lin Qian grinned. Ignoring the dusty room, Lin Qian went directly to the desk.
, took out a painting from the drawer.
Looking at the dusty painting, Lin Qian smiled and reached out to wipe the dust on the painting. As the dust was wiped away by Lin Qian, the scene on the painting was clearly displayed in Lin Qian's eyes.
The scene in the painting was very familiar to Lin Qian. It was a pastoral painting. Looking at the withered countryside in the painting, bloodshot eyes surged in Lin Qian's eyes:
"Just control the Starving Ghost in this painting, so there won't be any accidents. As long as the Wish Ghost doesn't leave Zhao Xiaoya directly, then the Starving Ghost will be mine today..."
Looking at the ink painting in his hand, Lin Qian's eyes flashed red. This painting belonged to him. This was the only painting he got from the ghost painting, and it was also the fifth layer of supernatural power he could control in the ghost painting.
The opportunity, the only chance...
Lin Qian listened to the sound of rain in his head, and the bloodshot eyes became more and more serious. He knew he had to hurry up, otherwise the thing in his head would not just be a finger!
Feeling the situation in his mind, Lin Qian did not hesitate and entered the ink painting directly. He wanted to control the starving ghost in the painting...
Entering the painting, Lin Qian looked up at the sky shrouded in blue and black, and suddenly felt that the normal sky looked comfortable. It was not what some people said, and he would get used to it after looking at it for a long time.
The countryside in the painting was very desolate. Lin Qian took out a painting from his pocket. The painting showed a man with a coffin nail on his head. Looking at the starving ghost in the painting, Lin Qian showed a smile:
"Starving ghost."
Lin Qian reached into the painting, grabbed the hungry ghost by its neck, lifted it out of the painting, and placed the hungry ghost on the ground. Lin Qian rubbed his temples, and took out another one from the painting.
Coffin nail and gold box.
Lin Qian opened the box, took out the ghost camera directly without looking at the ghost candles, and then put the box back into the painting.
Lin Qian looked at the camera in her hand and then at the coffin nails. Lin Qian's eyes flashed:
"You can try this coffin nail. If this coffin nail can restrict the instinct of the starving ghost, then the ghost camera can be eliminated."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian shook his head. The sound of rain in his head was extremely annoying. Without hesitation, Lin Qian looked like a starving ghost and directly nailed the coffin to the starving ghost's heart.
Looking at the starving ghost nailed by two coffin nails, Lin Qian couldn't help but think of a ghost and muttered:
"If only there was one more coffin nail, you could enjoy being nailed by three coffin nails."
"That's the kind of treatment only ghosts with extremely terrifying levels can enjoy..."
"However, it's quite a treat for you to be nailed to death by two coffin nails. It's better not to think about the third one..."
Looking at the starving ghost lying motionless on the ground, Lin Qian grinned, walked up to the hungry ghost, and strangled the hungry ghost's neck directly:
"steal……"
"Huh? Failed to steal?"
Looking at the starving ghost who had not changed at all, Lin Qian's eyes were thoughtful:
"The instinct of the starving devil should be restricted. After all, it is nailed by two coffin nails. But now I still can't control it, so there is only one problem..."
Looking at the hungry ghost in front of him, Lin Qian released his hand from the hungry ghost's neck, his face a little solemn:
"The connection between the Starving Ghost and the Wish Ghost is still there. If the connection between the Starving Ghost and the Wishing Ghost cannot be resolved, then it will be impossible for me to control the Starving Ghost."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian rubbed his eyebrows:
"It's a pity that there are no ghost scissors. Otherwise, I could use ghost scissors to cut off the connection between the starving ghost and the wish ghost. It seems that I can only use the ghost camera. I thought that two coffin nails could make the hungry ghost's instinct disappear. Instinct
Disappearance means disappearance, but the connection between the Starving Ghost and the Wish Ghost is still there..."
Looking at the ghost camera in his hand, Lin Qian felt a toothache:
"I just don't know how many photos I need to take to capture the starving ghost. To see the completeness of the starving ghost, I need to take at least ten photos, or even more..."