Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 318
Dajiang City, inside Lin Yueer's apartment.

Lin Qian lay on the rocking chair with her eyes closed tightly, and a shadow surrounded her body.

The bride's wedding dress was looming, and Lin Qian's eyebrows appeared as a black line appeared.

"At this critical moment, this little brat was actually affected."

Li Chunfeng looked a little tired, he looked helplessly at the tricky bride.

"Troublesome bride, if you don't have wisdom, you're in trouble. It's fine to create dreams, but the ghost prison took advantage of it."

Li Chunfeng looked at the notebook in his hand, his eyes flickered slightly:

"Fortunately, this kid is greedy enough and eats enough ghosts. Otherwise, according to this situation, this kid will be cold."

Putting the notebook away, he shook his head as he watched the starving ghost and the treacherous bride undergoing changes.

"It's not good to eat too much. If you eat too much of this starving ghost, it will change in quality."

"At this time, problems are most likely to occur. It is not easy to completely change the killing pattern of a ghost, let alone a ghost of this level."

Li Chunfeng shook his head, stretched out his hand and flicked the black thread between Lin Qian's eyebrows, with some surprise in his eyes:

"Is the second ghost book in the hands of this thing?"

"No, no, it should be there if it's not there. No wonder I haven't found it after searching for so long. It turned out to be covered up by this thing."

Li Chunfeng stretched out his hand to touch the black thread, and it was so cold, Li Chunfeng waited quietly.

But after waiting for a while, Li Chunfeng frowned, his eyes thoughtful, he turned his head to look at the strange bride, his eyes were a little strange.

"Isn't this thing really treating that kid as a husband?"

"It's strange, it's strange, it's really strange, the conscious but not many treacherous brides actually regard that boy as her husband."

"It's really interesting."

Li Chunfeng moved his hand away from the black thread and touched his chin:

"Forget it, if you want to save your husband, go there, and I won't stop you. I want to see if an incomplete bride can beat Jiang Ziya's ghost."

Li Chunfeng had some expectation in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, Lin Qian and the bride who were on the balcony disappeared in an instant.

After Li Chunfeng threw a stone into the flower pot, he clapped his hands:
"In that case, I'll look for ghost books first."

The cold dissipated, Li Chunfeng disappeared, but Lin Qian and the treacherous bride were still on the rocking chairs, but they were not in reality, but in the deep ghost realm.

In this way, some surprises can be avoided.

……

……

The white walls exude a faint smell of paint, and the lights in the aisle are very bright, reflecting light slightly on the walls.

Lin Qian walked over with a blank face, and sniffed slightly, the faint smell of paint made him a little uncomfortable.

"Who am I here?"

Lin Qian ran across the wall lightly with one finger.

"Oh, I'm Lin Qian, interesting place."

Lin Qian looked at Bai Hui in his hand, his eyes were a little confused:

"That doesn't seem right."

Lin Qian rubbed off the ashes in her hands and continued walking towards the yard.

His expression is sometimes gloomy, sometimes confused, and his expression changes very diligently.

"I don't seem to be Lin Qian, but I'm not Lin Qian, so who am I?"

Lin Qian scratched her head, and couldn't remember clearly:
"No, no, I can only be Lin Qian, how can I not be Lin Qian?"

"Are you right, Lin Qian?"

Lin Qian looked at his own shadow in confusion, and muttered in his mouth.

The shadow squirmed slightly, and Lin Qian's eyes darkened:
"Looks like you also think I'm right."

Lin Qian walked out of the aisle, turned two corners and came to the courtyard.

Green grass, a few peach trees, a group of people are walking on the grass.

Someone was sitting on a chair, staring intently at the bucket in front of him, occasionally lifting the toy fishing rod in his hand.

It's a pity that every time I come up, it's empty, and no fish is hooked.

Someone was sitting cross-legged on the grass, with the sun shining down on his shoulders, muttering and not knowing what to say.

Lin Qian looked at this scene with thoughtful eyes, but suddenly he became confused again.

"Who am I? Why am I always forgetting who I am?"

Lin Qian scratched his head and went to the yard, and sat on a stone chair casually.

The yard is surrounded by iron fences, and the outside is the normal world.

There were cars coming and going outside, and occasionally there were children lying on the outside curiously looking inside.

Lin Qian looked at the scene expressionlessly, with thoughtful eyes.

"I'm supposed to be a psychopath."

"Well, it should be, otherwise why would I be here."

Lin Qian nodded, feeling that this speculation made sense.

"Master, this old servant has finally found you. It was because of my ineffectiveness that the leader was captured by the righteous way and fell to this point."

"It's all the old slave's fault!"

At this time, a white-haired old man ran over in a hurry, and knelt down with a plop.

Then he started to howl while hugging Lin Qian's thigh.

Lin Qian looked down at the old man, blinked, a little confused, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, he nodded and said:

"It's okay, when a horse stumbles and a person stumbles, it's human nature. There's no need for Zuo Dharma to act like this. Please get up quickly."

After saying that, Lin Qian got up to help the old man, but suddenly Lin Qian frowned, and broke free with his feet from the old man's hand.

"Am I really mentally ill?"

The old man was a little confused, and there was a flash of numbness in his pupils, but it was only a moment before he returned to normal.

"Thank you, Master, for ignoring the mistakes of villains." The old man fell down on the ground, his voice trembling.

Lin Qian frowned even deeper, subconsciously took a few steps back.

Something is not right.

"Found it, he's here."

At this time, a few nurses walked over quickly with a few nurses.

As soon as the nurses saw the old man coming up, they held him up.

"Master, save me! Save me, I don't want to take medicine, I'm not sick!"

"Master! Save the old slave!"

The old man kept struggling, asking Lin Qian for help while struggling.

But the old man's small stature couldn't possibly compare to those nurses, so he took him away quickly.

Lin Qian looked at the old man expressionlessly, with tangled and hesitant eyes.

But in the end Lin Qian still didn't say a word, just watched quietly.

The little nurses just smiled apologetically at Lin Qian, turned around and left without saying anything.

Lin Qian couldn't understand these people anymore, he looked up at the sky, the sun was around two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

This sun seems a little weird.

"Isn't Apollo dead? Wasn't he beheaded by Master Li?"

"Huh? Who is Mr. Li, and what is Apollo?"

Lin Qian rubbed his chin, thinking about it constantly, but he found calmly that he didn't have these things in his mind.

"What did I forget?" Lin Qian muttered.

"By the way, my name is Lin Qian, right?"

Lin Qian patted his head with guilt on his face:

"Look at my brain, I don't even know my name is Lin Qian, it's really useless."

He sat on the stone chair again, looking out at the street with some longing.

"Hey, brother, are you worrying about forgetting things all the time?"

At this time, a young man suddenly sat beside Lin Qian, put his arm around Lin Qian's shoulder, and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this inquiry, Lin Qian was a little puzzled, looked at the hand that was embracing his shoulder, thought for a while and didn't care too much, nodded and said:

"Yeah, how do you know, I often can't remember my name subconsciously."

"I don't know what happened, but fortunately, I can remember it at the end."

"Hey, let me tell you why." The young man said mysteriously.

"Why?" Lin Qian was curious.

"Brother, you have to remember that you are not mentally ill, you are a normal person, don't trust everyone in this place, including me."

"Especially that Dr. Jiang, he is the most unbelievable, he is mentally ill, as long as you believe him, even if you believe only a small part, you will start to lose your memory."

"For example, if you believe that he is a doctor, then congratulations, you will gradually forget who you are, and then fall into the memory he prepared for you."

"It's very dangerous. Do you think there are very few people here?"

"Do you know why?" The young man turned to look at Lin Qian and asked mysteriously.

Looking into the young man's eyes, Lin suddenly felt a little familiar, but he didn't know where it was familiar.

"Why?" Lin Qian thought for a while and didn't dwell on this question, but asked the young man for an answer.

"Hey, because the rest of the people have recovered, of course they won't be here, haha, you are so stupid." The young man laughed and reached out to pat Lin Qian on the shoulder.

Lin Qian was a little confused, but after a while his face turned dark, but only for a moment he became confused again.

"Healed? Are they all discharged from the hospital?" Lin Qian asked expectantly.

As he spoke, he looked towards the street outside. There were a lot of people there. He seemed to have a look.

"Discharged? Brother, you are not out of your mind, how could they be discharged from the hospital."

"I mean recovery, they are all dead, do you understand if they are dead? People are healed after death, brother, do you think this makes sense?" The young man said with a smile.

Lin Qian's originally confused eyes instantly became clear. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man:

"How to get out of here!"

"Leave? Brother, stop joking. I have been here for decades. Do you think I have left?"

The young man looked at Lin Qian with a smile, but suddenly he frowned and looked at Lin Qian with some uncertainty.

"Huh? Who are you?" The young man asked in a low voice.

Lin Qian was at a loss:

"I'm Lin Qian, what's wrong?"

"Oh, another guy who was pulled in... um... what am I talking about?" The young man scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

"It's time for Fang Qiu to take his medicine!" At this moment, a nurse suddenly shouted towards him.

The young man was shocked immediately, then turned around and ran away. Lin Qian was a little puzzled. He looked at the young man's back, and his eyes were gloomy and stunned.

"Fang Qiu, old man." Lin Qian murmured in his heart.

But suddenly he became suspicious:
"Who is Fang Qiu, and who is the old man? Why am I so weird today?"

Lin Qian looked at the nurse who was looking around for someone, and seemed to be a little out of her mind.

"Don't trust anyone, is that so?" Lin Qian's eyes darkened.

He looked around, eyes full of dignity.

"It's really scary that I came here during the critical period."

Lin Qian stood up, and his expression gradually became calm. He came to the iron fence and looked at the street outside.

Cars are coming and going on the street, and children run past lightly, as if they were lightly given to scarecrows.

The sky above the city is blue, and a blood-red sun hangs high.

"It's troublesome, it's not easy to go out, the memory is good and bad, and the ghost of the starved ghost is still integrating, I am now equivalent to a consciousness."

"Whenever I can't remember who I am, it's probably when my consciousness is silent."

"The troublesome tricky bride...isn't she just touched with ghost blood? As for this..."

Lin Qian was a little helpless, but suddenly the expression on his face became strange.

"Why am I here?"

On the grass, a middle-aged man is learning how to fly a plane, and the nurse next to him is teaching him patiently.

Lin Qian looked at this scene and felt that it was very harmonious. He turned his head and looked in one direction.

There was a woman there, squatting under a big tree, and she didn't know what she was doing.

The woman was wearing a red dress, her hair was disheveled, she didn't know how to do it, she looked messy.

Those nurses didn't seem to have the idea of ​​helping her clean up either.

Lin Qian was a little curious about that woman, he felt that this woman was very familiar, he seemed to have seen her there.

But just as he was about to walk over, a voice sounded from not far away:

"The walk is over, it's time to go back."

It was Dr. Jiang's voice. After hearing this voice, everyone stopped their activities immediately.

One by one walked towards the house dejectedly, and some of them were unwilling to go back, and even ran to Dr. Jiang.

"Captain, can you let me study for a while, I feel that I can fly a plane after studying for a while, really believe me, I won't lie to you." It was the middle-aged man who was flying the plane on the grass.

"Tomorrow, it's too late, it's not safe to fly." Dr. Jiang said seriously.

"Is that so? That's fine." The man said a little dejectedly.

"Well, it will be opened tomorrow." Dr. Jiang said.

"Well, okay." The man walked into the room with a disappointed expression.

Lin Qian looked at Dr. Jiang and frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"Lin Qian, the walk is over, it's time to go back." Doctor Jiang shouted to Lin Qian with a smile.

Lin Qian didn't speak, but turned to look in the direction of the woman in red.

But when he looked over, he found that the woman no longer knew where she had gone.

Lin Qian looked around, but didn't see the woman, he scratched his head, a little at a loss.

"Lin Qian?" Dr. Jiang came over at this time, looking at Lin Qian worriedly.

"You can't tell reality again?"

Lin Qian shook his head:

"No, everything is fine."

"Is that so? That's really good news." Dr. Jiang said.

"Go back first, someone will bring you food later." Dr. Jiang patted Lin Qian on the shoulder and said.

"Yes, I understand." Lin Qian nodded.

Then he didn't speak, he walked towards the house, Dr. Jiang didn't follow.

Instead, he came in front of an old man and said softly:
"Fishing is the hardest thing to catch at night, when the fish go to sleep at night, how can they bite the hook, don't you think so?"

Hearing Dr. Jiang's words, the old man fishing in an empty bucket bowed his head in thought for a while, then nodded:

"The God of Fishing is worthy of being the God of Fishing, and his insights are indeed unique. Then I will come fishing tomorrow, and I will definitely catch a big shark tomorrow."

Doctor Jiang nodded and echoed:
"Will do."

Lin Qian listened to the conversation between Dr. Jiang and the old man, his eyes flickered, and he went straight back to Ward 404 without looking back.

"Don't trust anyone." Lin Qian muttered to himself.

Looking up at the ceiling, it was white, without a trace of dirt.

Leaning on the bed, Lin Qian recalled that young man named Fang Qiu, he seemed very abnormal.

Looking out the window, it was getting dark, Lin Qian glanced at the food on the cabinet.

He looked a little vigilant and didn't eat that thing, but this vigilance was only for a moment.

Touching his stomach, Lin Qian felt a little hungry, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.

So he looked at the sumptuous dinner plate.

10 minute later.

Lin Qian rubbed her stomach, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, muttering something, the beef balls are so delicious.

lights off
Lin Qian drew the curtains, closed his eyes slowly, and after a while snoring sounded, he fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time passed, a light appeared in the quiet and dark hospital.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor, Lin Qian covered his head with a pillow, the footsteps were a bit noisy.

A figure stood in front of the door of Ward 404, and through the deliberately concealed flashlight, he could clearly see the scene in the room.

When Lin Qian fell asleep, a strange smile appeared on the figure's face.

Footsteps sounded, and the figure left the door of Ward 404, and seemed to be walking towards other rooms.

As the footsteps got farther and farther away, Lin Qian who was sleeping soundly sat up suddenly, and cold eyes appeared in the room.

He stared at the closed door of the room with a solemn expression:

"Seven days, at least seven days I can't forget who I am."

"The treacherous bride seems to be looking for me. I am a fool during the day, and I will never leave this ghost place."

"So we can't expect that fool to think about running away, as long as he remembers that his name is Lin Qian."

Lin Qian's eyes were deep, he looked at his arm, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"What the hell, when I go out, I must end up in a ghost prison."

"While Lao Tzu was led into the illusion by the cunning bride, the ghost prison thing started."

"That ghost thing is [-]% conscious, otherwise I wouldn't have met Fang Qiu here."

Lin Qian let out a breath, with a cold expression on his face, but suddenly he frowned, thought for a while and lay down on the bed, his eyes closed.

"Just wait seven days."

The next moment, footsteps sounded, and a chill appeared in the entire hospital corridor.

thump, thump, thump

The door of room 404 was knocked, the sound was very dull, Lin Qian closed his eyes and fell asleep, and turned a deaf ear.

thump, thump, thump

The low knock on the door continued to sound, and it seemed that only Lin Qian could hear the sound.

But Lin Qian didn't respond, and the ward was quiet. I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know if the person who knocked on the door saw that no one responded.

He stopped knocking on the door, and the footsteps sounded again, and he walked towards the next ward.

Lin Qian, who was huddled under the quilt, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were very calm.

"The ghost knocks on the door, and only the sleeping person can't hear the knocking sound."

"Interesting place."

(End of this chapter)