Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 68 Preparation
In the study, Lin Qian touched Ke Ke's small head, looking at Ke Ke's big watery eyes, Lin Qian suddenly felt that it would be great if Ke Ke was not a different kind...

Ke Ke raised her head and looked at Lin Qian with satisfaction in her eyes. She liked her father rubbing her head very much.

Seeing Ke Ke raised her head, Lin Qian smiled:

"Well, go ahead and read the manga."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Ke Ke nodded, lowered her head and continued to read the manga.

Lin Qian didn't pay attention to Ke Ke, and said to Wang Xiaoming on the other end of the phone:
"Since Professor Wang knows that I want a supernatural camera, then the photo in the camera..."

At this point, Lin Qian didn't go on, he knew that Wang Xiaoming knew what he was talking about.

And Wang Xiaoming just paused for a moment before answering Lin Qian's question directly:

"That photo can also be given to you."

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's straightforward answer, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and kept silent, with some doubts on his face. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, Lin Qian came back to his senses and looked at the cell phone:
"Okay, just follow what Professor Wang said."

Lin Qian's voice was very calm, and his face returned to calm, and the expression on Wang Xiaoming's face in the safe house was also very calm, as if he knew that Lin Qian would agree.

"How do you plan to enter Dachang City? Forcibly break through the haunted area of ​​the starved ghosts and enter? Or..."

After confirming the deal, Wang Xiaoming asked the question he wanted to know the most. After all, the current Dachang City is not so easy to enter.

After hearing Wang Xiaoming's question, Lin Qian showed a smile, but did not answer Wang Xiaoming's question:

"Professor Wang, you don't need to worry about this. If Professor Wang has any other questions, let's meet and discuss later..."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, Wang Xiaoming in the safe room looked at the communication that had been hung up, and a strange look flashed in his eyes:
"Is it because of ghost paintings? But even if you control part of ghost paintings, you won't be able to enter Dachang City so easily. After all, starving ghosts are also S-level supernatural events..."

But suddenly, something seemed to come to Wang Xiaoming's mind, and he immediately understood what was going on:

"A photo? The ghost in the ghost painting can come out of the painting or the photo to kill people, and Lin Qian controls a part of the ghost painting, so he can also come out of the photo or the painting."

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered:
"There is still a photo of Lin Qian in Dachang City, and who is most likely to own this photo, no, it should not be who, but who can have a photo of Lin Qian."

Wang Xiaoming pushed his glasses. He knew who they were. Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming felt relieved. Since Lin Qian dared to deal with this supernatural incident, it showed that he was somewhat sure. Wang Xiaoming would not think that Lin Qian would Put yourself in danger for a few ghost candles and a ghost camera that sounds useful but is actually useless.

So Lin Qian dared to come to Dachang City, which shows that he has the confidence to survive this supernatural incident.

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In the study, Lin Qian hung up the phone, rubbed his face, stood up from the chair, and stretched:
"Whoo~"

"Work, work, go there early to arrange for the starving ghost, come back to sleep early, I'm exhausted these days."

As he spoke, he rubbed his shoulders, picked up a pen from the desk, and spread out a piece of A4 paper:

"First draw a few pictures with ghostly hands, otherwise it would be tiring to carry a coffin nail all the time, and the impact is not good. By the way, I have to use these pictures to enter Dachang City, so these pictures are supernatural. heavier..."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian picked up the pen with his left hand, and began to draw on the A4 paper, while Ke Ke, who was at the side, stopped reading comic books after seeing his father's actions, and stood beside Lin Qian, She looked at Lin Qianhua without blinking her eyes.

Lin Qian didn't care that Ke Ke was watching from the side, and it didn't affect anything. Looking at the A4 paper on the table, Lin Qian thought for a while, and felt that it was fine to draw casually, after all, this thing is not for viewing.

Thinking of this, Lin Qian didn't think about anything, and started to draw on the A4 paper. Ke Ke was watching from the side, her eyes wide open, staring at it without blinking.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

The pencil slides across the paper, the sound is very small, but in this quiet study room, it seems very loud. Following Lin Qian's movements, a grassland slowly appeared on the blank paper. , but the moment Lin Qian stopped writing, colors began to appear in the whole painting, which was a supernatural effect.

Lin Qian looked at the painting on the table. In the painting, there was a dark sky, desolate grass, and endless darkness. It was a deep and ominous darkness.

Everything in the painting is a small world, a world created with supernatural powers, a world belonging to Lin Qian...

Looking at his masterpiece, Lin Qian was very satisfied. As for whether this thing is for people to see, Lin Qian didn't care at all. What he wanted was just a painting that was infested by ghosts. Whether it looks good or not is secondary. Whether it is dangerous to others is also secondary, as long as it is not dangerous to yourself.

In the next few minutes, Lin Qian concocted according to the law, and drew a few more paintings, each of which was exactly the same. After all, Lin Qian could not draw anything else, but could draw grass. Painting, Lin Qian may not have the face to write, his painting skills can only be described in one word, that is "absolutely"...

Lin Qian looked at a few paintings on the table, rubbed the center of his brows, put down the pen, and stopped using the power of Li Gui.

As Lin Qian put down his pen, the pictures on the table slowly began to change. On the originally empty grass field, a blurry figure slowly appeared. Judging from its general appearance, it was a young man.

Looking at the changed painting, Lin Qian was very calm. He knew that this was just a manifestation of supernatural powers, which was normal.

With the passage of time, the pictures on the table stopped changing, and the young man on the picture was no longer blurred. In the picture at this time, there was a young man with a numb expression, empty eyes, and no emotion. On the bed, there was a woman lying on her stomach, she was extremely beautiful...

Lin Qian looked at all this very calmly and indifferently. It is normal for this kind of situation to happen, so there is no need to make a fuss.

Lin Qian picked up a painting from the table, felt the ghost in the painting, nodded and said it was very good:

"These paintings can be used for a long time as long as they don't imprison horrible ghosts..."

Lin Qian looked at the time and found that less than 10 minutes had passed. He was not in a hurry, picked up the coffin nail from the chair, and put it into the painting. A coffin nail also appeared in the grass.

After putting the coffin nails in, Lin Qian picked up several other paintings from the table, but he didn't finish all of them, and kept one, and put the painting in his hand behind the painting.

Lin Qian looked at the only painting left on the table, Lin Qian rubbed the center of her brows:

"I'm about to enter Dachang City, but let me find out where my photo is..."

Lin Qian closed his eyes, and the ghost eyes on his body popped out one by one. In an instant, Lin Qian opened his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth:
"found it!"

(End of this chapter)