Chapter 243: Memories
Downstairs.
Xu Zhou suddenly woke up with a start.
He looked around in terror.
Very briefly, in his perception, he seemed to have just paused momentarily.
But he had definitely not just lost consciousness briefly here.
Suddenly, Xu Zhou turned around sharply and took a step back.
“Fuck, what the hell!”
Plop~!
A tall and thin figure wearing a death robe fell straight to the ground.
Xu Zhou looked at the corpse in shock and uncertainty.
This was definitely a ghost.
What happened?
How could there be a ghost behind him?
Was it the ghost from room 3632?
But this ghost seemed to have gone dormant.
Xu Zhou slowly backed away, holding the ghost painting.
He didn’t know Wei Jing’s situation now.
He also didn’t know the situation upstairs.
His earlier loss of consciousness was definitely not normal.
He sensed the supernatural nature of the ghost painting; it was the source ghost, no doubt.
But something was very off.
During his loss of consciousness, the source ghost hadn’t revived.
That was very eerie.
Whatever, he should just follow his own plan.
As long as the ghost painting was placed within the line of sight of the two ghosts, Wei Jing would have an opportunity to get out of that room.
Always assume the worst.
Xu Zhou directly judged that Wei Jing was done for.
He had no hope in his heart that Wei Jing could get out of that room on his own.
He stared at the fierce ghost on the ground.
He turned and rushed straight out of the mansion.
But suddenly, Xu Zhou froze in place; he slowly looked up and locked eyes with an extremely familiar face.
“When did I ever teach you to flip the table like this?”
Lin Qian frowned tightly, looking at Xu Zhou with full confusion.
Hearing this familiar voice, Xu Zhou immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
“Sorry, President, my strength isn’t enough; I could only do this.”
Xu Zhou said helplessly.
Every ghost here was more terrifying than him; using his brain wouldn’t work at all.
He wasn’t omniscient; he didn’t know the killing patterns of those fierce ghosts here.
He couldn’t utilize those fierce ghosts to create favorable conditions for himself.
In other words, replicating Yang Jian’s ghost taming ghost approach here was basically impossible.
At least for him, it was impossible.
Lin Qian fell silent upon hearing this.
After a long while, he sighed, “One dares to think, the other dares to act.”
“Honestly speaking, do you think Wang Xiao Ming’s plan is reliable?”
Xu Zhou shook his head immediately upon hearing this. “I thought it was unreliable from the start.”
Lin Qian waited a moment but didn’t hear Xu Zhou’s “but”; he felt even more helpless:
“Say your ‘but’.”
Xu Zhou grinned. “But I had to come in this time; I’m reaching my limit.”
“The plan given by the human skin paper is Guo Fan’s fierce ghost.”
Guo Fan, a familiar name.
Lin Qian stroked his chin, recalling this person; suddenly, it clicked, and he remembered who Guo Fan was.
Wasn’t this the talented guy from the original work who told Wang Xiao Ming to turn off the music?
“The plan the human skin paper gave you is to play the fisherman who benefits?”
Lin Qian looked at Xu Zhou strangely.
Xu Zhou was stunned. “President, how did you know?”
Lin Qian sighed. “As expected.”
“That ghost thing’s plan has another pitfall.”
“You’re such an honest guy.”
Xu Zhou was even more confused.
The plan from the human skin paper, he had discussed with Professor Wang; the biggest possible pit was that the moment he played the fisherman who benefits would be his most dangerous time.
But from the president’s tone, it seemed he had been pitted from the moment he came in?
“Use your brain next time.”
Seeing Xu Zhou’s bewildered look, Lin Qian felt even more helpless.
Why did everyone under him give off the feeling of a reckless brute possessing them?
“Give me the ghost painting.”
Lin Qian reached out his hand.
Xu Zhou acknowledged and handed over the source of the ghost painting.
Lin Qian took it and looked at the ghost painting.
The true source painting of the ghost painting; everything here was derived from the world inside the ghost painting.
A blurry woman.
The content on the painting was just a blurry woman.
Very blurry: face blurred, figure and clothes blurred; the more you didn’t look closely, the better, but the more you tried to see clearly, the blurrier it got.
And wanting to see clearly meant you would inevitably remember it; once your line of sight left, you would instantly trigger the ghost painting’s killing pattern.
Strangely enough, as an S-level supernatural event, the ghost painting’s terror level and harm level were impeccable.
But the source of the ghost painting was very fragile.
For top ghost controllers, the source of the ghost painting couldn’t harm them at all.
Lin Qian looked at the source of this ghost painting.
Trouble, this was big trouble.
To control it, no; he would be chopped and targeted.
Being targeted by an old antique’s son, especially in secret.
That was undoubtedly the most terrifying thing.
Not to control it, but also couldn’t take it away.
After all, this was the source; carrying this thing was suicide.
In the current situation, he could only find a place to release it.
Let this ghost thing play hide-and-seek with those two ghosts.
Lin Qian glanced back at the mansion outside.
The bizarre and eerie scene was still continuing, but visibly, the restart speed had slowed down a lot.
Victory and defeat were about to be decided.
This wasn’t good news.
“Get ready to leave; leaving from the ghost painting source is impossible, that would be suicide.”
“Leave from the original gate.”
“You alone.”
Lin Qian withdrew his gaze.
That unexpectedly revived old antique had been taken care of by him; the newspaper ghost and those two ghosts had also been scared away.
But the opponent’s backup was still there.
Unfortunately, he hadn’t kept the newspaper ghost; the opponent was very decisive, using the old antique’s face skin during escape to trigger a restart.
In just an instant, the opponent disappeared without leaving a trace.
“What about Wei Jing?”
Xu Zhou asked hurriedly.
“I’ll take Wei Jing out from here.”
“You still care about Wei Jing?”
Lin Qian looked at Xu Zhou with some surprise.
“Two people went up, and you didn’t even know Wei Jing was done for, yet you still thought of flipping the table.”
Xu Zhou felt a bit awkward.
But normally speaking, his choice at the time wasn’t wrong.
With Wei Jing done for, going up would just be sending himself to death.
Better to execute the original plan.
“President, Wei Jing’s strength… is restricted everywhere here, but outside…”
Xu Zhou said with some worry.
Lin Qian grinned upon hearing this:
“A Wei Jing who can only catch ghosts but not eat them, is he strong?”
Xu Zhou suddenly understood.
“Alright, I’ll send you out; contact Wang Xiao Ming yourself. I’ll review the plan the human skin paper gave you and prepare a backup; don’t rush now.” Lin Qian reminded him.
After all, Lin Qian didn’t want to see Xu Zhou suddenly being taken over completely by a ghost midway.
That would be very uncomfortable.
Xu Zhou nodded and said “good.”
Lin Qian waved his hand, and a portal instantly opened; Xu Zhou didn’t hesitate and stepped inside.
The portal closed.
Lin Qian glanced at the corpse on the ground.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
“Another troublesome thing.”
He sighed again, muttering to himself:
“The Republic of China era detainment has become increasingly fragile with the passage of time.”
“Even fierce ghosts personally erased by Zhang Dong show signs of escaping.”
“This world seems about to descend into chaos soon.”
Lin Qian lowered his eyelids: “An outcome visible to the naked eye?”
“How would I not know what my own outcome will be?”
“That kid Yang Jian can become a god; I don’t need to become a god, achieving immortality shouldn’t be a problem…”
In his words, Lin Qian was quite confident, but soon his confidence faded dejectedly.
His whole demeanor turned gloomy.
Prophetic words were the worst!
Ye Zhen suddenly appeared.
“What’s wrong, bad mood?”
Seeing Lin Qian like this, Ye Zhen immediately asked with concern.
“A bit regrettable; didn’t keep the newspaper ghost.”
Ye Zhen tsked upon hearing this:
“Be content; getting a coffin nail is already great.”
“After all, this thing is almost invincible in a one-on-one.”
Ye Zhen looked at Lin Qian eagerly.
Lin Qian ignored him.
Ye Zhen rolled his eyes.
He turned and walked toward the corpse on the ground.
“This is that accident ghost?”
Ye Zhen squatted down and examined the corpse on the ground.
“The supernatural is completely dormant.”
“But…”
Ye Zhen turned back to look at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian shook his head:
“Killing the machine is basically impossible.”
“Accidents always exist, and revival is among the accidents.”
“It can be said that as long as the concept of accident exists, this ghost has the risk of revival at any time.”
Ye Zhen immediately turned back and looked at this ghost in surprise.
“Oh ho, a conceptual-type fierce ghost.”
“Tsk tsk, no wonder it’s so tricky.”
Lin Qian didn’t speak, fully agreeing with Ye Zhen’s words.
If it weren’t inside the ghost painting, he couldn’t have detained or restricted this ghost at all.
Ye Zhen would understand after controlling this ghost.
It could be said that once Ye Zhen controlled this ghost, Ye Zhen would be even harder to kill.
He would essentially have a restart similar to the ghost messenger from the Huang Gang Village period.
Ye Zhen stared at this ghost.
A conceptual-type fierce ghost.
This meant this ghost had the risk of revival at any time.
Even after being controlled by him.
An ordinary ghost controller definitely wouldn’t choose to control this ghost.
Its terror level alone would deter ordinary ghost controllers.
Let alone this ghost’s abilities.
But Ye Zhen didn’t care.
Fighting people, fighting ghosts, fighting heaven—all were things that excited him immensely.
Ye Zhen pressed down on the fierce ghost’s head on the ground.
The next moment, the fierce ghost’s figure began to turn illusory.
A chilling cold burst from Ye Zhen, and terrifying supernatural instantly enveloped the accident ghost.
The fierce ghost slowly disappeared.
And the chilling cold on Ye Zhen became even more terrifying.
Until the moment the fierce ghost completely disappeared.
Ye Zhen exhaled.
“Ghost slave undying, fierce ghost unextinguished?”
“Interesting.”
“No wonder this ghost can only be detained inside the ghost painting.”
Ye Zhen grinned; now he was even harder to kill.
After controlling this ghost, Ye Zhen instantly learned all of this ghost’s abilities.
The most crucial ability was ghost domain; this ghost’s ghost domain was actually layered.
This was the most outrageous part.
From his debut until now, this was the first time he encountered a ghost whose ghost domain could be layered.
The ghost domain had three layers.
The first layer had low intensity, but this low was only relative to itself.
Compared to other fierce ghosts’ ghost domains, it wasn’t low at all.
The first layer ghost domain was empty, used to cover the living.
The second layer was used to store ghost slaves.
The third layer was used to hide itself.
Three layers of ghost domain, each deeper and more terrifying than the last.
Ye Zhen tested it and found that if the three layers weren’t separated, its intensity was dozens of times more terrifying than his own ghost domain.
This ghost’s ghost domain characteristics and intensity destined it to be hard to detain.
Ye Zhen felt he had become even more terrifying.
Lin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly: “Ye Zhen, after going out, pay attention to this ghost you’ve controlled.”
“You might become a person who brings ‘accidents’ and disasters to everyone in the future.”
At this moment, Ye Zhen gave him an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
It was like being around this guy meant danger could strike at any time.
Hearing this, Ye Zhen was stunned; he quickly sensed his body.
Soon he discovered that the ghost he had just controlled was restless, showing signs of revival.
“Indeed terrifying enough.”
The scapegoat’s supernatural activated, and Ye Zhen instantly suppressed this ghost.
“Looks like Ye must stay vigilant at all times.”
Ye Zhen nodded in satisfaction. “Examine oneself three times a day, why not.”
Lin Qian was somewhat speechless.
“What ‘examine oneself three times a day’?”
The elevator suddenly opened, and Fang Shiming walked out.
Holding some strange things in his hands.
Ye Zhen waved his hand, in a good mood: “Nothing.”
Fang Shiming looked at Ye Zhen suspiciously, then at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian shook his head, too lazy to explain.
Fang Shiming immediately understood that Ye Zhen was having another episode.
“Found some supernatural items; want them?”
Fang Shiming dangled the items in his hand.
Odd and strange: wood, bone, sachet, paper money, shoes, cloth—miscellaneous and bizarre things.
Ye Zhen looked disgusted: “The appearance is too poor.”
Fang Shiming’s mouth twitched; did this stuff have appearance?
He simply ignored Ye Zhen and looked at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian waved his hand. “You keep them all; that old antique, I’ve taken full custody, big harvest.”
Fang Shiming said no more upon hearing this and kept all the found supernatural items for himself.
“By the way, what was that situation just now?”
Fang Shiming said curiously.
Ye Zhen was also very curious; two pairs of curious eyes turned to Lin Qian in unison.
That unexpectedly revived old antique seemed to have almost killed Lin Qian for real.
How did Lin Qian counter-kill?
This was really a question.
Lin Qian’s gaze flickered slightly upon hearing this, inscrutable.
“It’s called a backup; how can I explain it?”
Lin Qian said slowly.
But he himself recalled what happened before.
The moment he was sneak attacked and slammed into the wall.
He was really about to die.
Supernatural suppression, restart unusable.
Supernatural attack unavoidable.
This terror level was normal; after all, that old antique had taken over Wei Jing’s body.
At that time, Wei Jing among them was invincible; once touched, certain death.
And at that moment, after figuring out his situation, Lin Qian knew he was done for.
He thought so, and reality was the same.
When he was about to die, as his consciousness was about to sink.
A hand pulled his consciousness to a place.
That place was very familiar to him.
A space.
Opera stage space.
Inside, he saw an extremely unexpected person who shouldn’t exist in this space at all.
That person was…
