Chapter 85: The truth that keeps speculating(1/2)
Inside the green-black ghost cave, two parties were confronting each other: the emperor, Wuniu, a beggar, and a father and daughter.
Looking at the face that looked exactly like the starving ghost, Lin Yu was a little confused. He looked at the starving ghost standing next to him and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Little thing, does it feel good to kill people? Is that thing useful?" Lin Qian covered Coco's eyes. The little girl now will still be afraid of bloody scenes, but after she follows the Cunning Bride, she will slowly get used to it.
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Lin Qian pointed at the starving ghost next to Lin Yu and asked with a smile. Although it was a derivative ghost, the level of terror was still extremely high.
Hearing Lin Qian's question, Lin Yu looked at Lin Qian's face, was silent for a while and suddenly laughed: "It's easy to use, it's great. It would be even more great if I could keep using it."
Lin Yu wiped his messy hair, then leaned against the wall of Prince Ping's Mansion. He looked at Lin Qian and said with some self-deprecation: "I know why I left Prince Ping's Mansion alive. It's thanks to you that you don't have that
Kungfu will crush this ant to death."
"It's okay, don't be too grateful. This is your luck." Lin Qian smiled and shook his head. The beggar's survival depends entirely on his face that looks exactly like his. Without that face, he would have died long ago.
"Yes, if I didn't have this face, would I be like those who entered Prince Ping's Mansion?" Lin Yu asked.
He is very smart. When he saw Lin Qian appear, he basically guessed something. His face seemed to be the key factor for his survival.
"That's almost it." Lin Qian did not choose to avoid this question. In the current Prince Ping's Mansion, anyone who is at least 50 or 60% similar to Lin Qian will not be attacked by the starving ghosts.
This was caused by him losing control over some of the derived ghosts.
"As expected." Lin Yu smiled bitterly and felt helpless. He knew that there were no such good things in the world. How could he, Lin Yu, have such good luck if he died.
Not far away, Wu Niu and the middle-aged man looked at the two people talking with serious expressions. The young man holding the little girl was the source of all this. The fierce ghost standing next to Lin Yu at the moment was very likely
It's just a derivative of him.
Feeling the middle-aged man's gaze, Lin Qian narrowed her eyes slightly: "You seemed to have appeared in Prince Guoping's Mansion while I was sleeping, and you seemed to have taken away one of my ghosts. Do you think this is appropriate for you?
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The haze surged, and the bloody smell emanated from the dead soldiers. Wu Niu looked at his imperial brother in surprise: "Brother, have you ever been to Prince Ping's Mansion?"
Then Wu Niu's eyes were full of scrutiny: "Brother!"
The middle-aged man touched his nose in embarrassment: "Well, I just went to take a look. I didn't stay in there for long. Look, I'm fine. Nothing happened."
"Brother Emperor." Wuniu looked at the middle-aged man expressionlessly, and then reached out to take off his own Wuniu mask. The middle-aged man's face suddenly became solemn when he saw this scene.
"Little sister, brother knows that he is wrong. You should calm down and don't be impulsive." The middle-aged man quickly grabbed Wuniu's arm and stopped Wuniu from taking off his mask.
It seems that letting Wu Niu take off his mask is an extremely bad thing.
Wu Niu looked at the middle-aged man's arm, her eyes were very calm, she didn't speak, she just looked at the Daqian Emperor.
"Things haven't gotten that bad yet. That guy can't get out of Prince Ping's Mansion, otherwise he will attack the fierce ghost I brought out from Prince Ping's Mansion. That guy has already left Prince Ping's Mansion to find me. How can he be so leisurely?
I sat down to watch the show." The middle-aged man explained helplessly.
My sister is good, but she has a bad temper.
In the dark world, the haze surged, and the infiltrating human limbs and broken bones bloomed in it. The bloody smell was slowly swallowed by the haze. Wu Niu looked at the middle-aged man and was silent for a long time before giving up the idea of taking off the mask.
In fact, there is a killing move under the mask. If she takes off the mask, she will revive the evil spirit. Of course, she has to take off the mask voluntarily. Before the middle-aged man came, she didn't care about her life or death. She had long thought about it.
If she dies, she doesn't mind dying in Lin Yu's hands.
But after the middle-aged man arrived, she couldn't die, because her evil spirit just restrained him, and she didn't want to drag down her royal brother.
Seeing that his sister had given up the idea of seeking death, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay. With brother here, things won't be too bad. In the worst case, I can just return that evil ghost to him."
Wu Niu didn't say anything, just pulled his hand away from his, and then looked at Lin Qian not far away without saying a word.
"Your Excellency, what I just said was right. You can't leave Prince Ping's Mansion, otherwise you would have come to me a long time ago. After all, that ghost is really useful." The middle-aged man looked at Lin Qian with a smile and said.
Hearing the middle-aged man's somewhat proud tone, Lin Qian rubbed Coco's head and felt helpless: "There is a saying that is really good. Extreme happiness can lead to sadness, and words can easily be struck by thunder."
"I'm waiting for someone, and what are you waiting for? You could have left with your sister just now. After all, your sister can't escape from a ghost that's derived from a ghost, so why can't you? You want to talk nonsense here, you
Are you confident in your strength? Or do you think you have everything under control when I can't get out of Prince Ping's Mansion?"
Lin Qian waved his hand, and the corpse in front of Prince Ping's Mansion slowly turned into ashes, and the blood became dry. Lin Qian smiled and looked at Emperor Daqian whose expression was changing, shook his head and sighed:
"It's too late. It's not that easy to leave now. You have to pay the price for being good when you get an advantage."
The middle-aged man's face turned completely gloomy. He looked up at the sky that was slowly turning blue and red, his eyes full of solemnity and regret.
"Can't you get out?" Wu Niu looked at the changing Guixi and asked calmly, as if she was not the one in danger.
"Well, the ghosts have suddenly become terrifying, and my supernatural power is being suppressed..." The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and then spoke out this cruel thing.
"Is that so? That's really a pity." Wu Niu said.
Hearing his sister's tone, he felt a little uncomfortable, but suddenly his eyes shrank slightly and he suddenly looked to the left of Lin Qian.
His eyes were full of shock and confusion.
"He's another guy who likes to talk nonsense. Although he's not here in his true form, he doesn't have the confidence to talk nonsense."
Four people slowly emerged from the darkness in the distance, and a young man with a long sword looked at Emperor Daqian with a strange smile.
Lin Qian looked at the young man, laughed, stood up from the threshold of Prince Ping's Mansion, and walked out of Prince Ping's Mansion in one step.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's eyes shrank, and he actually walked out of Prince Ping's Mansion.
"It's just the right time." Lin Qian came in front of Wei Jing and others with Coco in his arms. A coldness emerged, and Lin Qian directly merged with the young man carrying the long sword.
As his memory began to return, Lin Qian exhaled, then took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his pocket and put them on his face.
"Captain Lin, what is this?" Wei Jing looked at the scene in front of him with some confusion, and then looked at the middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe not far away.
The current situation seems a bit delicate.
"The emperor of this dynasty is very powerful. While I was sleeping, he secretly took away part of the ghost's supernatural powers. His courage is directly proportional to his identity." Lin Qian touched the black rope on his wrist and rolled his eyes. The ghost closet behind me felt somewhat clear.
This thing is really weird.
"Emperor Daqian? He looks really majestic. I didn't expect that one day I would have the opportunity to see a real emperor, a living emperor. Gee, it's really not easy." Fang Shiming looked at the middle-aged man with extraordinary magnanimity, looking up and down. started to look at it.
Ming yellow dragon robe, with eight five-clawed golden dragons embroidered on the outside. According to ancient etiquette, there should be another one on the inside.
Li Leping looked at the two people not far away, his eyes turning slightly. He knew these two people. In the memories of Chen Long and Zi Shu, these two people appeared many times.
"Captain Lin, what should we do now? Should we go back directly or do something else?" Li Leping asked after thinking for a while.
"There is something to be done. Wei Jing can just handle the things here. Don't worry about changing history. This is not the right dynasty."
"This should be the outer layer of a source of evil spirits. It deviates from time, so you can do whatever you want. The end result will be the same anyway."
Lin Qian sorted out the information in his mind. There was a lot of information and it took up a lot of memory, but it was okay. He didn't need to worry about it now that he was starving.
"You guys wait for me in Kyoto for a few days. I have to find the treacherous bride of this dynasty. She cannot be imprisoned forever."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Wei Jing nodded: "Okay, do you need me to help you get back part of the stealing ghost's supernatural beings?"
Now that Lin Qian has recovered, they are not in a hurry. As long as they are sure they can go back, it doesn't matter whether it is sooner or later.
"Take it back, I can still use that part of the supernatural power." Lin Qian looked at the two people not far away, thought for a while and said.
"Okay." Wei Dian nodded and agreed. It was just a partial stealing of the ghost's supernatural powers, and he could handle it.
"Be careful, don't get involved in the real source of the ghost. I don't have time to go there." Lin Qian reminded.
"I understand, I will pay attention."
Hearing what Wei Jing said, Lin Qian nodded and looked in a direction in the distance: "Okay, I'll leave this to you. I'll go back quickly."
"By the way, don't kill that little guy, he is very attractive to me."
Lin Qian looked at Lin Yu, with some admiration in his eyes. This guy was decisive in killing. Although he talked a lot of nonsense, he was still very good.
"He? I understand." Wei Jing glanced at Lin Yu. When he saw Lin Yu's appearance clearly, Wei Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully.
"Let's go, little girl. Dad will take you to find your mother." Lin Qian rubbed the little girl who was shrinking in her arms, and then walked towards the distance, one step at a time, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Lin Qian had to hurry up now. This dynasty was very troublesome. After fusing the separated memories, Lin Qian noticed some abnormalities.
It seems that this dynasty will always exist, except for ordinary people who will move away with time, so the supernatural seems to stay for a period of time that is neither long nor short.
This period seems to be a hundred years, which also means that the ghosts and ghost controllers here will undergo reincarnation, and it will be the kind of reincarnation where they lose their memory.
This place is like a clock. After the hands reach 12 o'clock, they will turn to one o'clock. Except for ordinary people who can appear at 13 o'clock, the rest will return to the beginning, which is 1 o'clock.
This place is a prison that has deviated from time. With each reincarnation, it deviates further and further, but there are still exceptions...
As Lin Qian left, the starving ghost beside Lin Yu quietly disappeared. The blue-red ghost began to change, replaced by darkness. This was Wei Jing's ghost.
From the beginning to the end, the middle-aged man and Wu Niu looked at Lin Qian and the others quietly. Even if Lin Qian left, they did not say a word.
"Team Lin is really busy." Fang Shiming lit the last half of his cigar and started puffing away, red sparks flickering in the darkness.
"It's normal for him to be busy. Something is wrong here. Captain Lin wants to finish his work quickly and then go back." Wei Jing said, and then walked towards Wu Niu and the middle-aged man to deal with this person as soon as possible.
clone, and then go to the Daqian Palace to find the real Emperor Daqian.
They were pressed for time.
"Little sister, it's my brother who can't forgive you this time." The middle-aged man looked at Wei Jing walking over and said helplessly.
"It doesn't matter. I will be reborn anyway, but I will die faster this time." Wu Niu's eyes were very calm. When a person has lived too many times, everything becomes indifferent.
To be continued...