In a deep mountain, the forest is deep and quiet, with old trees growing everywhere, yellowed and dry leaves piled on the ground, and a faint rotten stench emanating from it.

The dense leaves on the branches block the sunlight, and occasionally there are insects and birds chirping, and pheasants and hares appear in the old forest.

A winding and undulating stone road runs through the deep mountains. The vegetation on both sides of the road is dead and overgrown, giving it a desolate look.

Following the path, we came to the end of the path, where stood a temple. The temple was old and the plaque on the door had long since disappeared.

Several willow trees grow on both sides of the temple steps. The willows are withered and their twigs are hanging to the ground, creating a lonely scene.

clang, clang, clang

Suddenly, several dull bells rang from the temple, and the bells echoed in the deep mountains. All the animals were frightened and fled in all directions. The branches swayed, and the birds flew up from the branches and flew into the distance. It seemed that this

The appearance of the bell will bring about a terrible disaster.

Inside the temple, the buildings are in decay and the ground is covered with weeds, giving the appearance of being abandoned for many years.

In the main hall of this temple, half of the statue of Buddha sitting high on the altar has collapsed, leaving only a small half of the body sitting on the altar.

There was only this statue in the main hall. Under the altar, a coffin covered with chains was shaking constantly, as if something was about to come out from inside.

The dull sound of bells was heard in the main hall. A scrawny old monk sat cross-legged in front of a rusty ancient clock, reaching out and tapping the ancient clock.

Every time you click the button, the ancient clock will shake violently and the bell will ring.

In the dark hall, the bells sounded dull, and the big black coffin was tied up with chains and vibrating violently. I don't know how long it took, but the coffin stopped shaking.

The old monk's hand that clasped the ancient bell paused slightly, stopped clasping the ancient bell, and the sound of the bell disappeared.

"Amitabha."

The old monk clasped his hands together, his eyebrows were downcast, and his thin face showed no joy or sadness:

"The Buddha does not save the world. All sentient beings need to save themselves. Without him, there would be no God Buddha."

Outside the dilapidated temple, willows suddenly bloomed, wicker branches fluttered in the wind, and a cold feeling appeared in the deep mountains, which was strange and terrifying.

Waves of chanting sound came from the temple, low and solemn, wandering among the mountains and forests. The Buddha does not save the world, everyone needs to save themselves. There is no other way, just because there has never been a god or Buddha in the world.

Dajiang City.

In the early morning, the sun did not come as expected, and darkness enveloped the entire Dajiang City. It was not because of supernatural events, but just because it rained today.

Dajiang City is not very safe today, not because of anything, but because Fang Chengshi ran over to look for him early this morning.

Lin Qian yawned and felt helpless listening to Fang Chengshi's narration:

"What do you mean, there are a lot of ghosts in that morgue?"

"Well, during the initial processing, I found that there were at least three evil ghosts in the morgue, and it seemed that these evil ghosts could not be dealt with."

"According to my current ability, there is no way to solve this supernatural incident." Fang Chengshi said.

After hearing what Fang Chengshi said, Lin Qian wiped his face and looked at the scenery outside the window. It was raining lightly, not too light.

"According to your estimate, will this supernatural incident happen? If so, how long will it take?"

After hearing Lin Qian's inquiry, Fang Chengshi pondered for a while before speaking:

"Judging from the nature of this supernatural incident, there is a high probability that it will not break out. From the incident until now, none of the ghosts in the morgue have left the morgue."

"They only attack people who enter the morgue. They can't seem to leave the morgue."

"Oh? Is that so? That would be interesting."

Lin Qian sat up from the sofa and reached out to pick up the red umbrella placed on the coffee table. When Fang Chengshi saw Lin Qian picking up the red umbrella, his eyes shrank, his throat rolled, and he swallowed.

Lin Qian didn't pay attention to Fang Chengshi's expression. He came to the window with a red umbrella and looked at Dajiang City outside the window through the glass. There was a smell of fireworks in Dajiang City in the rain. This was a unique scenery in Jiangnan.

Lin Qian's eyes flickered slightly, she thought for a while, and then said:

"Since there won't be an outbreak, let's put the things in the morgue away for now. I have some things to do here and I'm quite anxious. We'll talk about it when I get back."

"Of course, you can also take Xia Hanxin with you to try it. The evil ghost in her body is still quite useful. You don't have to worry about her reviving the evil ghost. If she dies, she will die. There is nothing to regret."

"If she performs well this time and is still alive, I will consider helping her control the ghost's recovery after I come back."

Lin Qian stood by the window, his tone was very indifferent. When Fang Chengshi heard Lin Qian say this, he didn't say anything, he just nodded:

"Okay, I'll take her to try and solve it if it can be solved. If it can't be solved, I'll wait until you come back to solve it."

Fang Chengshi agreed with Lin Qian's method, but the ghost in Xia Hanxin could play a key role, and it might be possible to solve this A-level supernatural incident.

As for Xia Hanxin's life and death, no one would care. Lin Qian would not care, and neither would he.

"By the way, I will disappear for a while in a few days. If asked by the headquarters, just say you don't know. If there is a big problem in Dajiang City, ask your grandpa to solve it." Lin Qian's voice was very calm, as if saying

It's a very common thing.

Hearing this, Fang Chengshi was stunned for a moment, then he thought about what was going on. If nothing else happened, the boss was going to be ready to perfectly control the ghost painting.

"Well, I can spare this."

Fang Chengshi agreed, very simply, without any hesitation. Since his grandfather asked him to follow Lin Qian, he would listen to what Lin Qian arranged, as long as it was not too much.

The rain scene outside the window is beautiful. It would be even more beautiful if there is a rainbow after the rain. Looking out the window, Lin Qiantong's eyes are twinkling.

"By the way, boss, this is the wine that grandpa asked me to bring to Coco. There are seven jars in total. Grandpa said that Coco should drink sparingly, as new wine is still being brewed."

"However, due to a problem with the raw materials, no more than three jars can be produced at one time, so the cocoa has to wait longer."

Fang Chengshi looked at Coco, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, and took out seven jars of resurrecting wine from a small black cloth bag.

When Lin Qian heard Fang Chengshi's words, he turned around and looked over with some doubts in his eyes:

"There's something wrong with the raw materials? What's the problem?"

To be honest, Lin Qian hadn't understood what was needed to make the resurrecting wine, so he just gave it to Coco.

"Well, there is something wrong with the raw material. The original material is broken and needs to be replaced with other things. I don't know who the ruthless person is. He destroyed the ghost plums and ghost peaches all at once. Even the one that only produced ghost plums and ghost peaches

All the evil ghosts are gone, I don’t know if they were controlled or imprisoned.”

Fang Chengshi said with a bit of a toothache. He had been scolded by Mr. Du recently because of this matter. He didn't know who the unscrupulous guy was who did it. He could do such heartbreaking things.

After hearing Fang Chengshi's words, Lin Qian fell silent and his eyes flickered a little. Why did the ghost peach and ghost plum mentioned by Fang Chengshi sound so familiar.

It feels like it was him.

Lin Qian looked at Fang Chengshi and was silent for a while before speaking:

"How many ghost peaches and ghost plums are needed to brew a jar of resurrecting wine?"

ah?

Hearing Lin Qian's question, Fang Chengshi was slightly stunned, but he quickly responded:

"This doesn't cost much. A jar of resurrecting wine only requires a ghost peach and a ghost plum."

Although it is not clear why Lin Qian wants these things, these things are not a big secret in the first place. Basically, all the old people in the Republic of China knew about them.

Hearing Fang Chengshi's answer, Lin Qian was a little confused:

"That's all?"

Forehead……

Fang Chengshi fell silent. He didn't know how to answer Lin Qian's words. What does it mean to be so pointless? Ordinary people have no idea how difficult it is for Gui Li and Guitao to deal with them.

Mr. Du only managed to get one or two kilograms of ghost plums and ghost peaches in a year. They were as valuable as his grandson. He wouldn't even let his grandfather take a look, for fear that he would steal a few of them quietly.

As a result, Lin Qian only wrote so lightly, which made Fang Chengshi feel very uncomfortable...

Lin Qian looked at the silent Fang Chengshi with even more doubts in his eyes. He looked at the resurrecting wine on the coffee table. Lin Qian hesitated for a while, took out a painting from his pocket and threw it on the coffee table.

"There is a plum tree and a peach tree in this painting. The fruits on them should be the ghost plums and ghost peaches you mentioned."

Fang Chengshi stared blankly at a painting on the coffee table. The painting showed a peach tree and a plum tree. The two trees were covered with fruits. The plums were as white as jade and the peaches were as bright as green.

Fang Chengshi swallowed subconsciously, still thinking about what Lin Qian had just said in his ears, and his mind was buzzing for a while.

The air became quiet for a while, and Fang Cheng began to stare at the painting on the coffee table, his eyes unblinking, and the hole in the painting continued to expand and shrink.

Lin Qian just looked at Fang Chengshi, who was frozen and motionless, and raised his eyebrows. He couldn't understand. Aren't they just some ghost plums and ghost peaches? As for this virtue?

It took a while for Fang Chengshi to regain his composure. He looked up at Lin Qian and hesitated for a while before speaking:

"Boss? What did you do?"

Hearing Fang Chengshi's question, Lin Qian's mouth twitched twice:

"Well, that's right, doesn't Cocoa like to eat these things? I thought about it and brought some back, but there was an accident when I brought them out."

As for what the accident was, Lin Qian didn't say anything, and she couldn't tell him. She couldn't tell him that it was because she accidentally fell in love with the ghost, and then accidentally bulldozed Taoli Village.

It's better not to say this kind of thing, otherwise it will appear that he is too violent. He is a very kind person. Haven't you heard others say that he is gentle? His temperament looks like a good person, how could he do this?

That kind of thing.

Fang Chengshi looked at Lin Qian silently. He felt very complicated now. First, he got ghost plums and ghost peaches, and they were also trees, which made him very happy.

The importance of ghost plums and ghost peaches is unknown to others, but he knows best. If ordinary people eat these things, they will lie dead in minutes. Even ghost masters who eat these things and are not strong enough will lie dead in minutes.

But if this thing is used to make wine, the effect will be great. The level of the ghosts buried under the tree will be the level of the fruit produced on the tree. The higher the level of terror, the better the effect of the brewed wine will be.
To be continued...