Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 315 Anubis
"In that case, that's really good."

Ye Zhen looked up at the ceiling and kicked a sword casually.

The long sword pierced through the air and directly inserted into the head of the malnourished man.

Not dead yet, give him a ride.

Looking at the neck of the missionary whose throat was cut by a sword, Ye Zhen touched his chin.

"Master Yang, why don't you give me a memory of Tai Chi? The combination of Tai Chi and Eight Diagrams should be stronger."

Yang Jian exercised his muscles and bones, and after thinking about it, he thought it was okay:

"No problem, I'll make a memory for you after I go out."

In the dark hall, there was a bloody smell, and six corpses were lying here in a mess.

Yang Jian and Ye Zhen didn't care about it.

But suddenly, their brows frowned, darkness appeared in their eyes, and the world began to collapse, filled with coldness.

"Is this going to leave?" Yang Jian thought to himself.

On the Eiffel Tower, Lin Qian looked calmly at a young man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"who are you?"

The cold wind blew by, and a faint corpse smell came from the young man.

The young man looked a year or two younger than Lin Qian, with a standard western face and light golden hair.

His eyes were slightly cloudy, looking very vicissitudes.

He stared at Lin Qian, a little silent, and after a while he spoke:
"Hello, a strong man from the east. I am Tutankhamun, one of the pharaohs of Egypt. I came here this time to express some apologies."

"By the way, please refrain from attacking all heads of state."

Very standard Chinese, if not for the fact that his face is Western, Lin Qian would think that he is an authentic oriental.

"Tutankhamun, the pharaoh of ancient Egypt?"

Lin Qian looked at this young man, he knew this guy, he felt it the last time he came here, he was a very strong guy.

It's a pity that the strength is very limited, only the level of the ghost mirror old man.

"You really lived long enough, 3000 years, this time is really outrageous."

Lin Qian looked at this young man very calmly. This young man is indeed strong, but he can't beat himself, so it's not surprising that he lived for a long time.

Not long ago he met Lord Wu'an Bai Qi, but now that he sees Pharaoh, it's nothing.

Hearing Lin Qian's words, the young man was a little helpless:

"It doesn't matter how long you live, you are still a weak person."

During the period of the Republic of China, Egypt saw the decline of the East and thought it was an opportunity.

So all the surviving pharaohs of their past generations participated in that incident.

As a result, he was the only one left among all the pharaohs, and the rest were all obliterated by an existence who claimed to be Li Chunfeng of the Tang Dynasty.

It's easy, they don't have the slightest resistance.

All the Western Gods were beheaded, except for Anubis, who survived because he hid in the Pharaoh's tomb.

At that time, the gods that the West was proud of were defeated, and they didn't even have the ability to die.

Zeus, the God King who claimed to be invincible in the world, was such a terrifying existence, and was suppressed and killed by that existence on the throne in the divine court on the spot.

The ghost on his body was also taken away by that existence. Since then, no one in the west dared to call himself a god, and finally entered an era of silence.

"It's really weak, you can't beat me." Lin Qian nodded, and he agreed with Tutankhamun's sincerity.

Looking at the looming cat on Tutankhamun's shoulder, Lin Qian's eyes flickered.

It was a cat covered in bandages, skinny, like a mummy.

"I'm curious, you know you can't beat me, why do you still dare to appear in front of me?"

"If you honestly hide in your mausoleum, I can pretend not to see it. After all, I don't have so much free time to dismantle a pyramid."

Lin Qian stared at Tutankhamun, an antique that has lived for more than 3000 years.

If nothing else, this guy's life-saving ability is absolutely top-notch, otherwise he wouldn't have lived for more than 3000 years and still be defeated by a young man who has lived for 20 years.

"I'm just an illusion now, and my body is still in the mausoleum." Tutankhamun smiled and explained.

"So that's the case, he is really afraid of death." Lin Qian was a little disappointed, thinking that this guy really had the guts to come here.

"Everyone is afraid of death," Tutankhamun said.

"Yes." Lin Qian nodded in agreement.

The wind on the Eiffel Tower suddenly became turbulent, Lin Qian stretched out his hand to hold down the bride's wedding dress.

"What if I don't agree to your request?" Lin Qian squinted at Tutankhamun.

Hearing this, Tutankhamun was a little silent, and after a while he sighed and said:

"It's nothing, I just came to try it out, and one of Anubis' favorite inheritors participated in this plan."

"Then he was killed by your curse, and he couldn't be saved, so I wanted you to let his inheritor survive."

"Since you don't agree, it's okay, the heads of countries can be re-elected."

Hearing this explanation, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Oh~ According to what you mean, they plan to continue implementing the Noah's Ark plan?"

"That's not true. Now you have almost killed all the ghost masters in the West, and you don't have the qualifications to carry out the Noah's Ark plan."

"So, you don't need to worry about anything. After today's catastrophe, they can only shrink back to their own one-third of an acre of land."

"After all, they have to go all out to solve the next thing. If they can't solve it, then they will have to perish."

Tutankhamun waved his hand and explained, very easy to understand and very respectful.

"Is that so, that's really good news, okay, since your attitude is so sincere, then you don't have to die."

Lin Qian smiled and reached out and tapped in the air. In an instant, all the words that Tutankhamun had said before emerged.

Distorted characters lined up in the air one by one. When Tutankhamun saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly, and there was some fear in his eyes.

Lin Qian snapped his fingers, refusing to fulfill Tutankhamun's wish, and the text shattered and disappeared.

"You are very lucky. I don't like to eat very much recently, so I don't want the cat on your body either."

Tutankhamun looked at Lin Qian silently, looked at the sacrificial cat on his shoulder, he was even more silent, and finally he said:
"Thank you so much."

After speaking, Tutankhamun disappeared, and the smell of the corpse slowly drifted away with the wind.

Lin Qian leaned on the iron tower, disapproving:

"Hehe... Pharaoh, trash."

Lin Qian touched his stomach:
"Zuzhu, if the law of killing is not being reorganized now, do you think you can run?"

Lin Qian's eyes flickered slightly. His current situation is very special, and the killing pattern of starving ghosts is changing.

In the past, there were several basic rules for killing people in Operation Starvation Ghost.

It is the rules of killing that Wang Xiaoming summed up, seeing, hearing, and encountering.

Now these laws are merging, and the starving ghost is moving in the direction of killing people without rules.

All the ghosts who were eaten, their killing patterns were completely integrated, and they will not be so stagnant when used in the future.

Lin Qian looked at the Seine River with some amusement in his eyes:
"Anubis, really interesting existence."

Qingfeng circled his fingers, Lin Qian looked at a red line in his hand, and the corner of his mouth slightly hooked.

"Damn, Lin Wudi, what did you do to my handsome face?"

Ye Zhen looked at his face through the iron tower, green mountains and green waters, eyebrows like mountains, eyes like springs, nose like ladders to climb to heaven.

"The painting is quite beautiful."

Ye Zhen stroked his chin, and actually began to appreciate it seriously.

Yang Jian wiped off the painting on his face expressionlessly, the coldness emerged, and the ink on his face disappeared.

"Your bad taste is outrageous, did you take a picture?" Yang Jian stared at Lin Qian with doubts in his eyes.

Lin Qian leaned against the Eiffel Tower with a calm expression:

"No."

Uh……

"Delete the photo." Yang Jian slowly approached Lin Qian, and Ye Zhen who was beside him did the same.

The two of them looked at Lin Qian with unkind expressions.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qian quickly raised his hand:

"I swear, I swear on Gao Zhiqiang's name, I didn't take pictures."

"Gao Zhiqiang is dead, and he is driving a liar." Yang Jian's face darkened.

Uh……

"Then I swear in the name of Anubis, if I take a picture, Anubis will be struck by lightning."

Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian and Ye Zhen with some embarrassment, and said another oath.

can be followed.

click
An incomparably huge thunder appeared in the extreme distance, covering the sky and the sun.

Looking at that direction, it seems to be the location of Egypt.

Egypt.

On the top of a pyramid, a thunderbolt fell, and a figure was silent in the thunderbolt.

On the Eiffel Tower, Yang Jian and Ye Zhen looked at the thunder in the sky, and then stared at Lin Qian.

"Lin Wudi, you are a little out of character." Ye Zhen said.

Lin Qian looked at the thunderbolt in the sky, his eyes flickered, thoughtful:
"There is such a thing."

Lin Qian looked at the two guys who surrounded him, feeling a little helpless:
"Okay, okay, I'll delete it, can I delete it?"

Taking out a mobile phone from his pocket, Lin Qian threw it to Yang Jian.

"Delete it yourself."

Yang took the phone directly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought about going to delete the photos with Ye Zhen.

Lin Qian was speechless, sighed, and shook his head:
"People's hearts are not ancient, and they don't even have the most basic trust."

Ugh……

Lin Qian stretched out his hand to grab the air, and a black rope exuding a coldness appeared in his hand.

Looking at the black rope in his hand, Lin Qian thought about it and tied it around his wrist.

The source of the nightmare was easily captured by him.

"By the way, Yang Jian, pay attention when you go to Egypt. There are Tutankhamun and Anubis over there, and their strength is not bad."

"Tutankhamun? Anubis? Pharaoh and Death?" Yang Jian turned to look at Lin Qian with some surprise.

"Alive?"

"Well, it's almost a thousand years longer, but it's a pity that it's too weak." Lin Qian said lightly.

"Pharaoh Tutankhamun? How strong is it? Can I do it?" Ye Zhen stared at Lin Qian with flickering eyes.

"It's probably enough, but if the two of you are together, it's no problem to kill Tutankhamun. As for Anubis, I don't know. I haven't talked to him, so I don't know his strength." Lin Qian said.

"Is that so? That's still a bit strong. I'll go find him after I find a piece of the puzzle."

"Pharaoh, I just heard about it before." Ye Zhen looked in the direction of Egypt.

Yang Jian recalled Lin Qian's vow just now, his eyes were thoughtful.

"Anubis and Tutankhamun? Interesting existence."

Yang Jian threw the phone back to Lin Qian, thought for a while and said:

"I will go to that countryside with Ye Zhen first, and then I will go to Egypt."

"Come and see if you are interested, the curse of the pharaoh is very interesting."

"Alright, I'll come over and have a look after I've dealt with the Death Canyon and the ghost ship."

Lin Qian took the phone, threw it in his pocket and said.

"That's fine, by the way, don't eat that nightmare, Ye Zhen and I still have some ideas to use it." Yang Jian said again.

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Lin Qian was a little speechless. These two guys had fun beating people with kung fu.

"Okay, I know what you think, I'll just keep it for you." Lin Qian said speechlessly.

The wind blew up the wedding dress, Lin Qian looked into the distance, his eyes flickered slightly.

"I have to go and see that ghost ship. Be careful yourself, don't die here like Zhang Xun. It will be funny then."

"Hehe... It's not easy to die." Yang Jian said.

"Don't worry, with you, Lin Wudi, I will never die." Ye Zhen leaned on his long sword with an extremely confident expression.

Hearing Ye Zhen's words, Lin Qian's face turned dark:
"Go to hell."

After saying that, Lin Qian disappeared directly in place. Ye Zhen is really shameless.

Ye Zhen didn't care about these things, he looked into the distance, smiled, raised his long sword, and disappeared in an instant.

The same is true for Yang Jian.

peninsula.

On a high mountain, there is a canyon, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only one entrance and exit for people to enter.

The canyon was dark, and the sun shone in, and it became very dim.

On the barren soil, there are bones all over, there are snakes, birds and beasts, and there are mountain herds.

click
The bone was broken, Lin Qian looked at the surrounding scene, the dark world, only a few withered trees stood here.

The sunlight from the sky penetrated through the canyon, but it only provided a little light.

"I seem to have seen this place before, it seems to be on a bus."

Lin Qian walked in the canyon, the canyon was very deep, and the further he walked in, the darker the surroundings became.

Dots of dark green appeared, these were bone fires, just something supernatural, not harmful.

click, click

Lin Qian glanced to the side slightly, and saw a black shadow walking towards the depths of the canyon.

"A ghost, there seems to be more than one."

In the surrounding darkness, there were many footsteps, roughly a dozen or so.

"Can ghost ships attract ghosts? Interesting."

Looking at the ghosts around him, Lin Qian rubbed his chin with some hesitation.

"There are so many ghosts, it's a pity to leave them alone."

Lin Qian thought for a while and reached out to take out a lantern from the ghost painting, then added some ghost blood into it.

The lantern emitted a faint red light, and a coldness appeared, spreading towards the surroundings.

The footsteps around stopped abruptly, but the footsteps reappeared the next moment.

Li Gui walked out of the darkness one by one, and walked behind Lin Qian with a numb expression.

After a while, a long queue appeared.

Lin Qian tapped the lantern in his hand, and the red light became more crimson.

"Attracting souls and attracting ghosts...you go to them."

The hollow voice echoed in the canyon, Lin Qian smiled and walked towards the depths.

The ghost followed behind him, filled with gloom, treacherous and grotesque.

A little red light emerged, which turned out to be a red light. Lin Qian carried the lantern and walked into the abyss calmly.

The bright red wedding dress fluttered, and the bride was very calm.

The darkness was dispelled by the red light, and the silence ahead was slowly revealed.

The scattered white bones creaked and creaked, and the green will-o'-the-wisps made people feel like they were in a forest of fireflies.

The footsteps stopped, the red light stopped moving, and Lin Qian looked at the old pirate ship embedded in the canyon in front of him.

The sails were covered with blood, and there were several skeletons lying on the old deck.

The bottom of the hull is covered with barnacles, seaweed is entangled, and a faint fluorescent light surrounds the entire ship.

"Ghost ship, it really looks like a bluff."

Lin Qian looked at this gloomy pirate ship with flickering eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the ghosts behind him. There were quite a few of them, and they should all have brought them in.

"Interesting plan, the Ark plan is so, what about the flood plan?"

"It's really an interesting place." Lin Qian muttered.

An ancient painting appeared, covering all the ghosts in an instant.

The ghost realm filled the air, and the darkness of the Grand Canyon of Death disappeared instantly. Lin Qian appeared above the canyon with calm eyes.

All the ghosts entered the ghost painting, including the ghost ship.

The sun covered the entire canyon again, the coldness dissipated, and life began to appear in this canyon.

"The stories in the Bible are a bit weird, Jesus? I don't know if he is dead or not."

"It should be dead. I don't feel that there is a strong existence. Anubis and Tutankhamun are not strong yet."

Lin Qian stared at the canyon below, and turned to look not far away, the scarecrow field, in the foreign stories, there is a legend of eternal life.

"Overseas is still too weak. Some people are right. If you take too many steps, you will be in trouble."

Lin Qian turned around and walked towards the back, he had to go to Egypt to wait for Yang Jian and Ye Zhen.

"I don't know what level of ghost is the fetish in the two stories of the Black Book of the Dead and the Holy Sun."

"I want to eat."

……

……

On the panicked field, there are scarecrows lying all over the place.

The faces of these scarecrows are full of various expressions, including fear, hatred, hatred, entreaties, and resentment...

The expressions are very rich, almost forming an emoticon package, but there is no smile.

Overgrown with weeds, yellow ears of wheat crawl crookedly in the fields.

Ye Zhen was sitting on a tall scarecrow, holding a peach in his hand, and eating there.

"Master Yang, did you find that thing? I chopped down four of them here."

There were three scarecrows lying around Ye Zhen, and the one sitting under his buttocks was exactly four.

With a bang, a long gun came through the air, and a scarecrow was nailed not far from Ye Zhen.

Yang Jian carried a scarecrow and walked over by stepping on the wheat.

"The last source has been dealt with, but I feel like there is still one missing."

Yang Jian sat down on the scarecrow, and reached out to take the peach that Ye Zhen handed over.

These peaches were picked by Ye Zhen who sneaked into the ghost painting, and he had a ghost painting on him.

However, it is estimated that Lin Qian knew it early, but he just didn't care.

"There is the last one. It's in Lin Wudi's painting. I saw it when I went in to pick peaches last time."

"Lin Wudi stood beside the magpie bridge, and I don't know what Lin Wudi is doing there." Ye Zhen looked around and said.

"Is that so? It's complete. There are seven in total. The seven laws of killing. Among them, the one in Lin Qian's painting should be one of the main puzzles." Yang Jian took a bite of the peach and began to chew.

"Hey, Master Yang, do you think that Tutankhamun might have a very powerful ghost?"

"Why don't the two of us chop this thing up later, Pharaoh, I admired it very much before." Ye Zhen looked at Yang Jian.

(End of this chapter)