Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 357 Heading to Dagan Kyoto
The gloomy corridors, dilapidated sleeping quarters, beggars and ordinary people with terrified expressions on their faces.

The torn skin, blood and internal organs that flowed out constituted a silent picture of a ghost killing people.

A dirty little girl, she looked at the blood and internal organs flowing on the ground, the haze was dispelling their residual heat.

The little girl's expression was dull, her face was full of confusion, she was squatting on the ground with her head in her arms, but she had forgotten to stand up at this moment, and the blood from the corpse flowed under her feet without shoes.

She felt the slowly cooling blood, as if her own blood was also cooling along with them.

Silent tears fell into the blood, and the bloody Prince Ping's Mansion was filled with horrible and strange scenes.

"Oh...is there still no one coming out?" Wu Niu looked at the quiet Ping Palace in the distance. Thousands of people have entered from the beginning to now, but no one came out without exception.

One day has passed since yesterday.

For a day, no one came out. This ghost is really fierce.

"Let people go in again, the capital is gone, so go to other places." Wu Niu calmly ordered.

"This subordinate understands." A Wuniu guard quickly responded.

The cool breeze blew up the robes of the people present, but it couldn't blow away the coldness and bloodiness of this place.

"How long will it take for the death row to be delivered? It's been a day. I haven't seen Jin Yiwei yet. Is their efficiency too low?" Wu Niu turned to look at a middle-aged man with a knife, deep Killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Feeling the killing intent in his eyes, the middle-aged man in the uniform of Jinyiwei was instantly eroded by a chill, and the terrifying pressure hit his whole body.

Wu Niu wanted to kill him, this was the first thought in the middle-aged man's mind.

"My lord, the death row prisoners have been escorted from various prefectures and counties to the capital, and they will arrive tomorrow at the soonest, and even if they arrive, it will only be part of it. There is no way to achieve the feat of traveling thousands of miles in a day."

"If your lord needs people in a hurry, you can let your lord use the death row prisoners in Dali Temple and nearby towns first. When all the death row prisoners arrive, your lord can send them all in." The middle-aged man looked at Wu Niu with a terrified expression. His tone was extremely low.

They Jinyiwei are just ordinary people, and what they are responsible for is only catching fugitives and demolishing houses, and they can't do anything else, let alone catching ghosts, which can't be killed.

This also led to the extremely low status of their Jin Yiwei, and they were not even as high as a group of eunuchs.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Wu Niu narrowed his eyes slightly. He thought carefully about what the middle-aged man said. The truth is correct. Jin Yiwei is just some ordinary people. .

Thinking of this, Wu Niu was not too angry.

"Send the ones that can be delivered as soon as possible, and speed up the rest, but if it is too slow, I believe His Majesty will not suggest changing the leader of the Jinyiwei." Wu Niu rolled his eyes and said something indifferently to the middle-aged man, ignoring it up.

"My lord, this subordinate understands, so I will go and urge you now." The middle-aged man said something in fear, and then hurriedly ran in one direction.

It looks like I am afraid that if I run too slowly, I will die.

Wu Niu doesn't care about this, it's just an ordinary person, even a leader is an ant.

"The ghost on the armor is really not easy to deal with. None of the more than a thousand people can come out." Wu Niu looked at the Ping Palace in front of him, and the haze inside declared its horror.

"But it's okay, it's just people. We have a lot to do, and these are the most important things we don't need." Wu Niu touched the bronze mask on his face, his eyes narrowed.

In Prince Ping's mansion, in the dark mansion, the young man in ragged clothes looked at the pooled blood, which turned into a long blood path and flowed to the backyard of the mansion.

The blood climbed up the steps, up the threshold, and slowly flowed towards the backyard.

The young man swallowed, turned his head and wanted to escape from the palace, but the adults outside just let them in and then went out, and did not tell them what to do in the palace.

So, even if he just went in and then went out, those people probably wouldn't care.

The young man could only comfort himself in this way, but when he turned around and looked behind him, he was stunned. There was no way out in front of his eyes, and there was only a black and turbulent haze.

The gate of the palace disappeared at some point, and even the corpses of those dead people disappeared in the haze, and the haze was still approaching his position.

Seeing this scene, the young man panicked. He subconsciously took a few steps back, but he forgot that there were all tattered corpses around him, and he tripped over a corpse without noticing it.

The long stream of blood stained his clothes red, and the strong smell of blood surrounded his nose, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

The strong bloody smell made his stomach churn, and the young man quickly covered his mouth, trying to stop himself from vomiting and making a sound. In such an unknown place, making a sound is tantamount to courting death, but he forgot again, at this moment he His hands were covered with blood.

The moment he covered his mouth with his hands, he felt something was wrong, the bloody smell on his hands made him unable to bear it anymore, and he vomited directly at a corpse.

vomit……

There was a sound of vomiting, and a coldness emerged, and the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from the mist, from far to near, quickly approaching him.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young man's face changed suddenly, and he quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound of footsteps. In the deep fog, a silhouette of a human figure appeared, walking towards him quickly.

"Is this a person?" The young man's pupils dilated slightly, and he looked at the figure with fear and doubt in his eyes. Could there be any living people here besides him and the little girl?
But soon he didn't think about it that way, he swallowed, the blood in his mouth made him want to vomit again, he quickly stopped swallowing.

Without hesitation, he stood up, turned around and ran towards a place where the fog was not so thick, which was the backyard of the palace.

That's definitely not a human being. If it is a human being, why doesn't it have a head?

The young man's will to survive was very strong, he ran towards the backyard quickly stepping on the blood under his feet, he couldn't control so much now.

He knew that the backyard was also dangerous, but how dangerous was that headless figure?
He would rather touch the invisible terror than the visible terror.

The young man ran away very fast. He stepped on the corpse and blood and quickly entered the backyard. When he passed the little girl who was squatting with her head in her arms, he could run past her without looking.

In this situation, who would care about a little girl?

The little girl stared blankly at the surging mist ahead, and the headless figure walking from the mist. She opened her mouth and wanted to scream and cry, but found no sound.

Sometimes people are speechless when they are particularly excited or frightened, and their brains are basically in a state of shutdown. At this time, people are the most vulnerable.

The danger was approaching, and the headless figure in the mist was walking towards the little girl. The cold blood made her feel very cold.

Looking at the headless figure walking, the fog covered the corpse, the corpse began to stink and rot, and the blood became rotten.

The little girl's lips trembled, and the horror in her eyes made her mind go blank, making her forget that running away was a matter of course.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and every sound of footsteps made her heart beat, and every beat indicated that she was getting closer and closer to death.

tick, tick...

What a dull footstep, this is the sound of death.

A thought suddenly popped into the little girl's mind, she seemed to be dying.

It should be like this, that's right, looking at the headless corpse so close at hand, the little girl thought so.

She suddenly felt aggrieved, her dirty little face wrinkled, she looked at the blood under her feet, and she suddenly missed her father.

The mist surged, and the figure approached the little girl, the headless body gleaming with coldness.

It walked up to the little girl, and without any hesitation, it stretched out a palm covered with corpse spots, and grabbed the little girl's head.

The coldness swept over the little girl. The little girl shuddered and closed her eyes subconsciously, not looking at the terrifying palm.

she is dying...

But just when that palm was about to grab the little girl's head, an unexpected scene appeared.

"Are you sure it's Team Lin?" Fang Shiming looked at a young man who was digging out a bird's nest in a forest, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Uh...it should be, he is indeed right by his appearance." Li Leping said hesitantly.

"How about we call him?" Wei Jing proposed at this moment.

Hearing Wei Jing's proposal, Fang Shiming and Li Leping nodded, thinking it was feasible, so they both looked at Wei Jing without speaking.

But the meaning expressed was very clear, let Wei Jing call.

Wei Jing looked at the two of them in silence, he touched his face and was speechless: "Okay, I'll just call."

Wei Jing said something, and then yelled at the young man who was still concentrating on digging out the bird's nest: "Captain Lin, what are you doing? Do you need our help?"

Li Leping: ...

Fang Shiming: ...

The two of them looked at Wei Jing as if they were looking at a wise man.

"What's wrong? Did I call it wrong?" Feeling the changing eyes of the two, Wei Jing was a little puzzled.

Li Leping and Fang Shiming turned their heads, instead of looking at Wei Jing, they were looking at the young man's reaction. If there was a reaction, it should be Lin Qian.

As Wei Jing's shout appeared in the mountains and forests, Lin Qian frowned, and two key words quickly appeared in his mind, Guicha, Wei Jing.

Lin Qian turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice. There were three people standing under a big tree. Seeing these three people, three names appeared in Lin Qian's mind.

"Wei Jing, Li Leping, Fang Shiming?" Lin Qian murmured out their names.

Hearing his name from Lin Qian's mouth, the three of Wei Jing were a little silent, and Fang Shiming was a little silent after wiping his face.

"My mother, this guy is really Lin Qian..." Fang Shiming felt a little numb in his heart.

Just look at Lin Qian's appearance just now, he is no different from a second idiot, digging out a bird's nest...

Fang Shiming didn't want to talk anymore.

Lin Qian jumped from the tree, the two-meter tree is not very high...

"The situation is a bit complicated. My memory is very confused now, and the time to have a complete mind is very short. Let me tell you what to do next."

Lin Qian's eyes became normal, and the thoughts temporarily restored in his mind after seeing the three of Wei Jing were quickly disappearing, and he didn't have much time.

"First of all, you should take me to the capital of this dynasty as soon as possible, and find Prince Ping's mansion, where the starving ghost is. After you find the starving ghost, just let me in. Only in this way, the huge amount of memories in my mind will be released storage space."

"Then after we found the Sly Bride, we..."

"Wait, who are you guys here?"

Lin Qian, who was talking, had doubts in his eyes before he finished speaking.

The three of Wei Jing looked at each other and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Uh...According to what you said, your memory is too small to hold so much memory now? Need a starving ghost to expand the memory?" Fang Shiming thought for a while, and used an easy-to-understand metaphor to explain Lin Qian's memory. current situation.

Hearing Fang Shiming's question, Lin Qian was a little puzzled. He lowered his head and thought about what memory was, and after thinking about it, he touched the black rope on his wrist.

The coldness emerged, and three key words appeared in Lin Qian's mind, nightmare, starving ghost, treacherous bride...

"By the way, I almost forgot that I still have to find my wife and a starving ghost." Lin Qian said to himself, then turned and walked towards the official road.

Fang Shiming watched Lin Qian go from being sober to bewildered and then looking determined on his goal, and he fell silent.

"So, Team Lin is abolished now?" Fang Shiming said.

"It seems to be the case, at least it was the case before Team Lin regained the starving ghost." Li Leping said.

Then he yelled at Lin Qian in front of him: "Captain Lin, the way to find the Sly Bride and the Starving Ghost is here, you're going the wrong way!"

When the young man in front heard this, he turned around without hesitation, changed direction, and continued walking forward.

Li Leping who saw this scene was silent, not only him but also the other two.

"Did he lose his mind and couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north?" Fang Shiming looked at Lin Qian who had changed the direction, but still went the wrong way, and asked.

"I guess that's right." Wei Jing said.

The cool mountain wind blew by, and the three of them watched Lin Qian walking away from the forest.

"We all know what Team Lin said just now. The starving ghost is going to attack the capital, so we have to bring Team Lin to the starving ghost so that he can regain the starving ghost and return to normal. Only in this way can we have a chance to go back. " Li Leping said, looking at Lin Qian's back, his eyes flickered slightly.

"In this case, Wei Jing, you can try to use the ghost to lead Team Lin on the road. He is not as scary as before. You should be able to do it." Fang Shiming heard Li Leping's words, thought for a while and said to Wei Jing; " God knows how long it will take to get to Kyoto if Team Lin walks so slowly, and he is still a road idiot now."

Hearing Fang Shiming's suggestion, Wei Jing looked at Lin Qian, felt the strangeness in Lin Qian, thought for a while, nodded and said:
"It should be possible. The ghost on Team Lin's body is the one on his wrist, Ye Zhen's sword, and the looming ghost cabinet. Just looking at these, I can easily suppress the ghost cabinet and lead Team Lin away. , don’t worry about Team Lin being brought out by the spirit of the ghost cabinet.”

"Since that's the case, let's get it started. I've had enough of staying in this poor era. Hurry up and let Team Lin recover, and then take us back. My cigar is almost gone." Fang Shiming touched the only half of the cigar left in his pocket. , a little depressed.

In this era that does not exist and is in the middle of history, drinking is all low-alcohol alcohol, and it is extremely bad to drink, and smoking is just smoking dry tobacco, not to mention the taste, anyway, he is not used to smoking those things.

And in this era, it is pitch black at night, and there is no light at all, so only those big cities are brightly lit.

But it's not pretty, at first I thought it was pretty good, but after watching it for a long time, it's just like that.

"Well, let's get started, you go first, I'll bring Team Lin and I'll come later." Wei Jing said.

Hearing what Wei Jing said, Fang Shiming nodded, without any hesitation, he turned into a gloomy wind and blew towards the distance.

Li Leping didn't leave immediately. He thought that the capital was only a momentary thing, and the journey would be very fast from other people's memories.

"Wei Jing, be careful of that creepy bride. Although she is not real, she is equally dangerous." Li Leping looked at Lin Qian who was not far away, and there was a hint of red in his eyes.

"Understood, I will pay attention." Wei Jing's expression became dignified. He was very clear about the horror of the tricky bride. When he met the tricky bride, if she didn't summon ghosts, he could suppress her, but if she did, it would only be an instant , he will lose consciousness and be controlled by the Sly Bride.

His consciousness is as fragile as the ghosts of ghosts.

"That's fine, I'll go first, I'll wait for you in Kyoto." Li Leping said, and then his body began to become transparent until it completely disappeared into the air.

It is most convenient for Li Leping to go on the road. After he controlled the ghost in his memory, he was almost on the same road as Shen Lin.

Before, he used ghosts to drive the way, just to lead them the way.

Seeing the disappearing Li Leping, Wei Jing turned around and walked towards Lin Qian. A darkness appeared, and he quickly moved towards Lin Qianyong. The current level of ghosts is very terrifying. He can suppress 110 ghosts. A ghost closet is easy.

Although he is still very weak, he can still do what he can. When he can suppress 300 ghosts, he will not be weak anymore.

The coldness emerged, and the ominousness rushed towards Lin Qian. Feeling the familiar ghost, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed instantly, and he looked at the ghostly creature with thoughtfulness in his eyes.

"Hurry up, I feel like my thinking is going to stop." Lin Qian muttered to himself.

"Yes, Team Lin." Wei Jing's voice came from the darkness, answering Lin Qian's muttering.

Darkness swept over Lin Qian, heading towards the Dagan Capital, where everything will begin.

(End of this chapter)