Lin Qian held the photo of the starving ghost, looked at the starving ghost in the photo, and grinned:
"It was successful. I was pretty lucky. It only took eleven shots."
Lin Qian rubbed his brows and put away the ghost camera. Feeling the coldness on the ghost camera, Lin Qian knew that this thing could no longer be used for the time being. It had been used supernaturally too many times. If it were not in his own paintings,
Moreover, there is red line suppression, and the ghosts in the ghost camera may have escaped...
Putting the ghost camera into the painting, Lin Qian took the photo of the starving ghost:
"Prepare to control. The connection between the Starving Ghost and the Wish Ghost has been suppressed. Now as long as I complete the control, the connection between the Starving Ghost and the Wish Ghost will be severed by me. By then, the Starving Ghost will be completely mine.
Already..."
Lin Qian rubbed his temples and looked at the starving ghost in the photo with scarlet eyes:
"Start driving, drive the starving ghost as soon as possible, then deal with the voice in your head, and then get some sleep. I haven't slept for more than a month. I really can't stand it any longer..."
Thinking of this, Lin Qian did not hesitate to take the picture of the starving ghost and directly activated his ability:
"steal!"
As Lin Qian activated his power, the photo suddenly began to tremble violently. The trembling gradually became more and more severe, so severe that Lin Qian could hardly hold it steady.
Looking at the photo that was shaking violently in his hand, Lin Qian's expression was very calm, and the red light in his eyes flashed. He knew that the theft was successful. As the photo became more and more serious, veins appeared on Lin Qian's hand holding the photo.
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As time passed slowly, the shaking on the photo began to disappear and slowly stopped. Then Lin Qian saw that the photo in his hand began to slowly appear cracks. As the cracks appeared, it seemed like a chain reaction.
The photos began to turn into dust inch by inch.
The ashes fell sparsely. Lin Qian looked at the ashes falling from his hands with a calm expression. This is normal, there is nothing wrong with it, just get used to it.
The photos disappeared very quickly, but in less than a moment, the photos had all turned into ashes and then fell from Lin Qian's hands.
As the photo disappeared completely, two coffin nails suddenly appeared in Lin Qian's hands. They were the coffin nails that were used to nail the starving ghost. When he saw the coffin appear, Lin Qian knew that he had succeeded.
Sure enough, at the moment the coffin nails appeared, a blue-black hand stretched out from Lin Qian's back, then his head, and then his entire body.
Lin Qian quietly felt the changes in her body, her expression was very calm, but in less than a moment, a young man appeared behind Lin Qian, a young man with a numb expression and black eyes.
Lin Qian turned around and looked at this young man who looked exactly like him. Lin Qian grinned. But after just smiling for a while, Lin Qian froze and his face slowly began to look ugly.
Lin Qian looked at the hungry ghost in front of him, and was a little silent. After feeling the situation in his body, Lin Qian became even more silent. He couldn't understand why he controlled the hungry ghost, and the hungry ghost would enter his body.
Eat all ghosts except ghost paintings?
Even the doll's ghost eyes and hands were eaten. If it weren't for the red thread he used to suppress the ghost camera, Lin Qian suspected that even the red thread would have been eaten by the starving ghost.
Looking at the rotating ghost eyes on the starving ghost, Lin Qian felt a headache. He rubbed his temples and felt the sound of rain in his head. Lin Qian was a little confused, why was the sound of rain still in his head?
Just when Lin Qian was confused, the starving ghost standing in front of Lin Qian suddenly stretched out his hand and directly inserted it into Lin Qian's mind. The speed was so fast that Lin Qian could not react.
Looking at the hand that reached into his head, if Lin Qian hadn't known that the Starving Death Ghost was completely controlled by him, he would have suspected that the Starving Death Ghost was trying to kill him.
Looking at the hand that reached into his head, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed. He could now clearly feel that the hand that the Starving Devil put into his head seemed to be holding something. As this feeling appeared, the Starving Devil's hand
He violently pulled his hands out of his mind.
The moment the Starving Ghost took his hand out, Lin Qian's whole body relaxed, and the sound of rain in his head disappeared. It seemed that as the Starving Ghost took his hand out of his head, the sound of rain also followed the Starving Ghost.
left.
The voice in his head disappeared, and Lin Qian seemed to be alive again:
"Disappeared. It seems that my guess was correct. The Starving Ghost can indeed solve the sound of rain in my head."
Lin Qian suddenly felt very tired at this time, and his eyelids began to tremble. He rubbed his face. Lin Qian looked at the hungry ghost. Then Lin Qian saw that the hungry ghost put a dry finger into the
He started chewing in his mouth. Seeing this scene, Lin Qian's mouth twitched:
"As expected of a starving ghost, it's really terrifying."
And at the moment when the starving ghost ate his finger, in the mysterious place, in the endless tomb, behind a dark red tombstone, the tomb began to tremble, and the two candles burning in front of the tombstone exploded instantly, and a third of them disappeared.
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Not only the candles, but the rice placed in front of the tombstone was knocked to the ground. Most of the rice in the bowl disappeared in an instant. The paper money flickered with sparks, but it did not burn.
As this happens, the tombstone also begins to tremble, as if it is also suppressing the ghost in the tomb, making it unable to crawl out of the tomb.
Perhaps because of the vibration of the tombstone, the tomb slowly began to return to calm, the flickering sparks on the paper money disappeared, the two candles returned to their normal burning speed, and the tombstone slowly stopped shaking.
At the same time, at the moment when Lin Qian was driving the starving ghost, somewhere in Dachang City, an illusory figure suddenly appeared and looked suddenly in a direction, which turned out to be Xiangyang Community.
The illusory figure was looking in the direction of Xiangyang Community, and was about to take a few steps forward, but suddenly there was a footsteps behind it, which sounded like the footsteps of a child, and seemed to be very anxious. Following this footsteps
Appeared, the illusory figure stopped in place, and then slowly disappeared...
In the painting, Lin Qian rubbed his face and looked helpless at the motionless starving ghost in front of him. Although the starving ghost directly ate all the ghosts in his body except the ghost paintings, Lin Qian was a little annoyed.
However, Lin Qian can still feel that he can still use the abilities of those fierce ghosts, but he has to rely on the hungry ghosts to use them. Although it will be a bit troublesome, Lin Qian is still within the acceptable range. It is better than using
Not strong.
Watching the starving ghost eating his withered fingers, Lin Qian could feel that the starving ghost seemed to have some supernatural power, as if it was the sound of dripping water. Sensing this situation, Lin Qian felt a little relieved:
"Finally, there is good news. The Starving Ghost is indeed a Starving Ghost, and it is worth all the effort and effort I put into controlling it."
With this thought in mind, Lin Qian took the Starving Ghost back and yawned. He was very sleepy now. Since the Starving Ghost was now under control and the supernatural powers in his mind were solved, he went out to wash up and sleep. After all, this
I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in nearly a month, so I need to catch up on my sleep.
Lin Qian put the two coffin nails back into the painting, and also put the gold box in. After packing, Lin Qian walked out of the painting and looked at the dusty bedroom. Lin Qian looked helpless.
He tidied the bed, as long as it was enough for someone to sleep on it, and tidied the rest when he woke up.