Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 25 Asleep?
Lin Qian put the ghost coffin on the sports car that Yang Jian had taken over, and sat on the ghost coffin directly. He planned to sit on the ghost coffin and go out like this.

Seeing Lin Qian's virtue, Yang Jian was speechless. Looking at Lin Qian who was sitting in the ghost coffin while continuing to touch the ghost coffin, Yang Jian said helplessly:
"Lin Qian, how much do you like this coffin?"

"Hey, you can't say that in Yang Jian's words. I don't like it, but true love! You, a single dog, won't understand."

After finishing speaking, he stopped managing Yang Jian and continued to touch the ghost coffin. Lin Qian had already decided anyway, as long as he didn't steal the spirit of the ghost messenger today, he would not give the coffin to Wang Xiaoming.

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian was completely speechless, and muttered in a low voice:
"Aren't you a single dog yourself? Why do single dogs make things difficult for single dogs?"

Thinking of this, Yang Jian shook his head, turned around and looked at Zhang Han. Seeing Zhang Han's appearance of dying for himself anytime, anywhere, Yang Jian couldn't bear it. After thinking about it, he still expressed his thoughts:
"Zhang Han, I think your ghost is about to recover, maybe it will die later, and it will be recovered anyway, so it's better to make it easier for me. I'll put you in a body bag directly. This will not only prevent the ghost Running out can also make you feel more at ease, and it can also make me a fortune, which kills three birds with one stone, so why not do it!"

After Zhang Han heard Yang Jian's words, his whole body was numb, and he quickly shook his head:

"I... think that I should be able to hold on. I still have a chance. As long as they can fulfill their promise after returning home, I can live. So, Yang Jian, don't think about selling me!"

Hearing Zhang Han's refusal, Yang Jian was a little disappointed and shook his head:
"It's a pity, that's a hundred million!"

After Zhang Han heard Yang Jian's regretful tone, his whole body trembled, and he quickly got into his car. He felt that if he dangled in front of Yang Jian again, Yang Jian might give himself to him directly. After killing it, sell it for money!With Yang Jian's personality, Zhang Han believes that he can do it!
Looking at Zhang Han who got into the car in a hurry, Yang Jian shook his head, did not speak, got into the sports car and started the engine:
"Lin Qian, don't study that thing anymore. Feng Quan has been lying in there for more than a month and hasn't researched it. How long have you been doing it? How can you do it!"

"Sit down quickly, we are leaving Huanggang Village!"

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Lin Qian was also very helpless. He looked at the ghost coffin under his buttocks, his eyes were ruthless:

"If labor and capital don't get your ghost today, my surname will not be Yang!"

Thinking of this in Lin Qian's heart, she stopped sitting on the coffin, and sat down from the ghost coffin, and sat beside the ghost coffin, but Lin Qian's hands never left the ghost coffin for even a second!
Seeing this scene, Yang Jian didn't speak. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the sports car rushed out and left Huanggang Village.

The sports car was running on the road, and Lin Qian who was sitting in the back suddenly felt something was wrong. He found that he was getting sleepy, and the sleepiness was getting stronger and stronger, and Lin Qian was surprised to find that the ghost on his body did not respond at all.

Sensing this situation, Lin Qian subconsciously looked at the ghost coffin, thinking that it was the ghost of this thing, but before he could react, his eyes were closed, and he fell asleep, so defenseless Fell asleep!
Yang Jian, who was driving the car, didn't notice it. After driving on the road for a while, Yang Jian suddenly asked Lin Qian:
"By the way, Lin Qian, what was the level of the supernatural event you experienced? I didn't think to ask you in Huanggang Village. It's safe now, can you tell me about it?"

"Huh? Lin Qian?"

After waiting for a long time without hearing Lin Qian's answer, Yang Jian was a little puzzled, and looked in the rearview mirror, only to find that Lin Qian had fallen asleep:
"Huh? Fell asleep? How come? Is it because I haven't slept for a long time?"

Yang Jian was thinking like this, thinking about various reasons, he even thought about bumping into a ghost, but it was impossible, so Yang Jian just thought that Lin Qian was too sleepy, so he sat next to the ghost coffin to sleep caught.

Is this really the case?of course not!
Lin Qian's current state is a bit strange, he seems to be dreaming, no, it doesn't seem like, he is dreaming!
Lin Qian looked at the building in the period of the Republic of China in front of him, and Lin Qian was completely confused:

"What's wrong with me? Also, where is this place? How did you come here so well?"

Lin Qian looked around, a little speechless, but at this moment, Lin Qian saw a flower in front of him, and then he saw a wall with several paintings hanging on the wall, most of them were blurred, only one Painting is the exception.

It was a portrait of a man. Judging by his clothes, he was undoubtedly a man from the Republic of China period.

The moment Lin Qian saw the painting, his eyes changed, his eyes were full of coldness, and he stared at the man in the painting.

As if the person in the picture had sensed Lin Qian's gaze, he turned his eyes slightly to meet Lin Qian's gaze, and the moment the man saw Lin Qian, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Qian looked at the smile with a blank expression on his face. As the man in the picture changed, Lin Qian's eyes suddenly blurred. When he opened his eyes, he was already awake.

Lin Qian opened his eyes and lowered his head, he knew who the man was:

"Zhang Xianguang? That's how it is. I said that my corpse was carried by ghost paintings for so many days, but only part of the spirit was stolen. It turns out that he is also the person in the painting!"

"It seems that he also wants to control ghost paintings. In the original book, Zhang Xianguang prepared for so long but failed to fully control ghost paintings. He even created a woman who looks exactly like ghost paintings."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian's doubts became much less:

"It seems that I was able to see him in my dream today. It's not accidental. Using ghost paintings as a medium to directly pull me into a dream? What a weird way!"

Thinking of this, Lin Qian felt much less doubt in her heart:
"Zhang Xianguang has been preparing for so long and has not controlled ghost paintings, but I have only controlled a part of ghost paintings in just a few days. Is it because this threatens him?"

Lin Qian lowered her head and pondered:

"Zhang Xianguang was from the period of the Republic of China. He lived for such a long time, it is impossible for him to have no arrangement, and my appearance may make him draw water from a bamboo basket."

"Because I'm the one who is most likely to completely control Ghost Painting. Once I completely control Ghost Painting, he can't do anything to me. After all, by that time, I will be very difficult to kill."

"So, if Zhang Xianguang is determined to win Guihua, he must erase me before I find a way to completely control Guihua. If this is the case, then seeing him today is not accidental! It is inevitable!"

"So, does he want to see me? See what kind of person can steal part of ghost painting's supernatural power in front of him, and then find a chance to kill me!"

Thinking of this, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed:
"Is that so? If that's the case, I have to speed up, at least grow to the point where I can hold hands with Zhang Xianguang!"

Just because of seeing Zhang Xianguang, Lin Qian thought so much. Lin Qian felt that what he thought was right. Everyone who lived from the Republic of China to the present has a clear purpose, such as the one in the old house of the Wang family. bit.

But when Lin Qian opened his eyes, somewhere in a supernatural place, a man was smiling and muttering to himself:

"Oh~ Is it a young man? Are all young people so capable nowadays? He actually stole part of the ghost painting in front of me. It's a pity that he must die."

(End of this chapter)