Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Yue Linhai gave Zhang Qian a strange look, no, you are not a human being, why are you feeling sad here?

Sometimes he really couldn't understand Zhang Qian's situation. Although they were both conscious ghosts, the captain had no extra emotions, while Zhang Qian seemed to have always been full of emotions.

That's not right. Yue Linhai still remembers the cold feeling on Zhang Qian's body when they met at the ancient house. Zhang Qian definitely had some kind of problem at that time.

Just having a friendly exchange with the old guy, Zhang Qian's problems seemed to disappear again.

I've never seen that old guy treat illnesses and save people before?

Zhang Qian didn't know that Yue Linhai had stopped treating him as a human being and was still worried about the future.

In his opinion, his strength is too weak.

Those big guys from the Republic of China, if you pick one at random, you can easily crush all the younger generation of ghost masters including him. And above those big guys from the Republic of China, there are still some top figures who can crush those big guys to death.

It is such a huge force that if combined together it would be easy to destroy the world, but there is no way to use the supernatural.

A single evil ghost would certainly not be able to do anything to them, but the supernatural resurrection and the emergence of evil spirits seemed to be something that not even the people of that era could do to stop.

In this case, is it possible for the supernatural to be solved?

Looking at Yue Linhai's back, Zhang Qian suddenly thought of the existence comparable to a god that he knew in the ancient house at that time.

If you just want to pronounce the name, you will be warned. This kind of power is not weak. However, even with his existence, aren't supernatural beings always appearing?

"Tsk..."

Zhang Qian shook his head gently and threw these thoughts behind him.

That's all, it's too early to think about such things now. I'm just a little shrimp, so don't think about saving the world yet.

Let’s find a way to increase our strength, think about how to survive in this troubled world, and how to protect those who need to be protected...

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian looked at the thread that was pointing to an unknown direction and asked, "Isn't it here yet? Can your father withstand it?"

"You have to resist even if you can't resist..." Yue Linhai's tone suddenly changed, "I found it."

Zhang Qian walked quickly to him and found that on the bookshelf behind the corner, there was the end of the thin line.

As if it had reached its destination, the thread in mid-air flashed a few times, then turned into black smoke and dissipated.

But the things on the bookshelf were not affected. The gray-white book was probably what Zhang Qian was looking for.

Yue Linhaizheng was about to throw away the administrator's notes in his hand, but Zhang Qian stopped him first, "Wait a minute, I'm very interested in that supernatural being that can kill other people with a curse. If you don't want it, just give it to me." .”

"You want this?" Yue Linhai raised his eyebrows and was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes flickered and he fell silent.

Without him, Zhang Qian's current attire would indeed look like a rag-picker.

I don't know where I borrowed the navy blue gown, which I casually draped over my body like a cloak. Under the gown was a rag with a big hole in it, and around my waist was the spine of some kind of creature, wrapped twice casually. As a belt.

It's even worse with his hands. He doesn't even have a decent weapon, and even a stool leg has to be used as a treasure.

When Zhang Qian saw Yue Linhai's expression was strange, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "I always feel like you are thinking about something rude."

"Ahem, it's nothing."

Yue Linhai handed over the notebook as if nothing had happened and warned: "What I said before is still valid. That old guy has a lot of good things. Remember to pick out one and take it away." It's so miserable that Yue Linhai didn't even see it. There are no ghost masters who have ever done so poorly.

Zhang Qian's strength is obviously decent, so why does he look like a beggar?

"Don't worry, I will definitely not forget it." Zhang Qian responded, and then happily took the notebook.

Although the supernatural power of this evil ghost is a bit weaker, I have to say that the special effects are really tempting, and it will be very convenient to use it to find people or things in the future.

Of course, the premise is that their lives are hard enough.

No, the supernatural thing just now came from the pen...

Zhang Qian shook the notebook in his hand and asked Yue Linhai to confirm, "Is it okay if I take this notebook away? Don't have a few administrators crawl out while I'm sleeping. I won't be able to handle it."

"Don't worry, as long as you don't go back to the ghost ship and put it back on the bookshelf, nothing will happen." Yue Linhai assured.

"The notebook must be placed on the bookshelf. Only with the help of the ghost ship can we launch such non-stop attacks. Without the ghost ship, it is just a cooler notebook."

"That's good."

After hearing this, Zhang Qian calmed down and put the notebook in his fourth-dimensional pocket.

Fortunately, I was prepared in advance and picked a set of clothes with the largest pockets, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to fit so many things.

Yue Linhai ignored Zhang Qian, who was cleaning up the tatters behind him, and walked to the bookshelf first to stand.

After waiting for a moment, he turned around and asked, "Do I need to give you some time to prepare? Or can we leave now?"

"Are you not afraid at all?" Zhang Qian quickly walked over and looked at the gray-white book in front of him.

There is no book title on the spine, and no information can be seen. However, the color is somewhat familiar, somewhat similar to the paint color on the aisle, but it is not as rusty.

"That's the captain. I still remember the scene when I imprisoned it. With that kind of power, I'm afraid no one who faces it won't be afraid, right?"

Yue Linhai shrugged his shoulders, "But unfortunately, I don't need to touch it. I will naturally complete my duty by sending you there. At worst, I will just run away."

"It's up to you, do you need to prepare?"

"Forget it, we've come this far, what's the point of being cowardly?" Zhang Qian rejected Yue Linhai's proposal and just looked at him with distrust.

"And this operation has little to do with me. It mainly depends on your father's support. Don't pull out your trouser pockets like this time."

"I can still struggle for a while in this library, but I don't have the ability to struggle in front of the captain."

If he really had to take action, the time Zhang Qian could survive would probably be the same time as Yue Linhai could control the captain.

As for his own supernatural power, it is probably useless in front of a being like the captain.

Yue Linhai was a little uncomfortable with the gaze, and could only cough twice to hide his embarrassment, "Ahem, don't worry for now, that old man should be relatively reliable. These two incidents were purely accidental."

(End of this chapter)