Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 140 Mr. Qin's Conversation
"Awaited."

In the car, Lin Xian said calmly to Mr. Qin.

When he left this time, he never thought that Mr. Qin would wait here in person for such a long time, but Lin Xian could also see that he was obviously here for Yang Jian.

Elder Qin smiled faintly. Instead of speaking, he started the car silently.

The front and rear doors of the compartment were closed at the same time, and at this moment, the supernatural bus finally started to move.

Only this time, in addition to the six people in his car, there was an additional old man.

This old man sat silently in the last row of the bus. He looked tall and thin, but there was always a rotten smell coming from his body.

"The cemetery owner, Luo Qian."

Lin Xian followed the vehicle's rearview mirror and saw the old man sitting in the corner, and couldn't help thinking of a name in his mind.

Judging from this time point, it seems that the old man in the cemetery has not reached the deadline.

The bus this time was exceptionally calm, and there were no ghosts blocking the bus at any of the places it passed.

This atmosphere lasted until three o'clock in the morning. At the end of the dark asphalt road, the night scene of the city with neon lights was presented in front of everyone.

Everyone arrived in the real world.

The trees beside the bed receded quickly, and under the dim lights of the vehicles, the city quickly came into view.

There are very few pedestrians on the city streets at night, but this is an economically developed and densely populated city after all. Even at this time, there are many hawkers preparing to set up stalls on the roadside, as well as some taxi drivers who specialize in the evening shift.

Chang'an Road Station.

At this moment, Mr. Qin stopped the bus near this platform. The city they arrived at this stop was not another city, but Dachang City, which the ghost-eyed detective Yang Jian was in charge of.

"Young man, it's time to get out of the car."

Mr. Qin was sitting in the driver's seat. His voice was not too loud, but it gave people a strong penetrating power.

Yang Jian, who was sitting in the driver's seat in the middle of the vehicle, frowned slightly. Of course he knew that this was Dachang City that he was responsible for. After all, he had been familiar with this place since he was a child.

It's just that the curse on my body has not been untied, how could I just get out like this.

"Yang Jian, go down, someone will help you solve the curse on you."

Lin Xian opened his mouth lightly in the direction of Yang Jian, but his eyes still stayed on the old man in the corner of the rear compartment.

Yang Jian did not speak, but silently walked off the bus.

He believed Lin Xian's words. Although he was not familiar with the old man in the driver's seat, he could tell that he was a very powerful ghost master. Own.

Leave the driving seat and look at the electronic display screen in the middle of the vehicle.

Current Quantity: 2
Two ghosts?

Yang Jian didn't know, he left the supernatural bus under everyone's gaze.

However, at the same time that Yang Jian got off the car, the tall and thin old man in the corner of the rear compartment also got up at this time.

His rotten body stood up slowly. When he was about to get out of the car, Lin Xian saw his gray eyes looking at Mr. Qin in the driver's seat, but he didn't say anything more and left the car silently. bus.

Soon, the bus door was closed again. Through the direction of the vehicle rearview mirror, Mr. Qin glanced at the back of the tall and thin old man leaving, and then started the bus.

Lin Xian also watched the old man's movements, because in the picture, the old man followed Yang Jian and used his supernatural power when he found himself.

Those were some rotten graves. On such an asphalt road, Yang Jian was buried by the roadside without any fight back.

on the bus.

Lin Xian withdrew his gaze, and he silently closed his eyes.

"It's indeed a good idea to let Luo Qian bury the curse, but it's a pity that it won't be used on people like us."

Lin Xian's tone was full of helplessness and jealousy. I am afraid that Yang Jian is the only one who can receive this kind of treatment.
However, Mr. Qin in the driver's seat took the cane on the side again in his hand. Lin Xian opened his eyes and looked at Mr. Qin, looking at the cane held by Mr. Qin. For some reason, Lin Xian felt bad. The premonition was quietly born.

Boom!dong dong!

The wooden walking stick rang the moving supernatural bus in the next second, and some extremely terrifying supernatural power swept across the entire carriage, causing the moving bus to vibrate uncontrollably. It feels like it's about to fall apart.

"Are you kidding! This is a supernatural bus. Doesn't the supernatural power that suppresses ghosts work on this old Qin?"

Lin Xian was extremely shocked. What is this, ignoring the rules?Or is the so-called supernatural being too powerful, even a scary ghost like a bus is at a disadvantage?

The vehicle was still running, and Mr. Qin's three taps had a huge impact on the bus. Even the electronic display in the middle of the bus was flickering, but no matter what, the display on the screen was always the same. It is the number 1.

After a long time, the vehicle finally calmed down again, and Mr. Qin also put the cane back on the empty space where it was placed.

"Young man, you can say whatever you want. Now it's just you and me."

Elder Qin's voice faintly echoed on the bus, and Lin Xian subconsciously looked at the other people behind the carriage, but at some point, Li Leping and his group had already been unconscious on the bus.

"Is it possible to achieve this level just by knocking on the cane?" Lin Xian turned his body around again. He had to say that he needed to re-examine the mascot of the headquarters, Mr. Qin.

"Guess what the future me said?"

Seeing that Lin Xian didn't speak, Mr. Qin took the initiative to bring up the topic. To be honest, this was not like his old man's style.

"Me?" Lin Xian asked.

"He told me that you don't belong to this world." Mr. Qin said calmly, his tone was calm, and he didn't seem to care about the bombshell news he said.

Lin Xian frowned, but he soon calmed down. It must be that one day in the future, his identity was noticed by this old Qin.

"Is your old man always so straightforward?" Lin Xian looked out the window at the scenery along the way, but in the dark environment, he could only see himself in the mirror.

Sighing, Lin Xian said: "I don't want to affect Yang Jian's road, even if it takes 60 years to make it a god, this is the easiest way to choose, but since I came to this world, who doesn't want to save more What about your own traces?"

"As long as it doesn't affect Yang Jian, it doesn't matter what you want to do, but I need to remind you that Yang Jian's death is not a loss of the chessboard, but a loss of the era."

Veteran Qin's vehicle stopped, and while speaking, they had already arrived at the platform of No. [-] Middle School in Dahan City.

(End of this chapter)