Chapter 392 Tattoo

The peach blossoms are shining brightly, and the faint floral fragrance fills the air.

In front of the old house, Lin Qian leaned on a chair and looked at the red sun in the sky.

Coco sat in the arms of the tricky bride, devouring the food in front of her.

The two kittens squatted on the table, eating the lobster meat in front of them in small bites.

The bride's wedding dress swayed slightly, she leaned on Lin Qian's shoulder, and her face under the hijab was stunning.

It's a very harmonious scene. If you don't analyze the weirdness in it, it would be right.

Lin Qian lit a cigarette, and a supernatural force quietly appeared.

The next moment Lin Qian appeared in the present.

"Should I handle the forest fish? Or should you?" it said, pushing up its glasses.

"Let me go. After all, you are not who I am now. I am only bringing you out to prevent me from being replaced." Lin Qian looked at the sky and replied calmly.

"Yes, this matter is a bit troublesome. It's better for you to go. I'll get eaten more easily." It nodded and said;

"You know very well how terrifying that thing is."

"By the way, be careful, don't die..."

Hearing his reminder, Lin Qian smiled and sat up from the chair.

The bride seemed a little confused. She looked at the two identical Lin Qian and seemed a little confused.

"How could I die? As long as you are still there, the hungry ghosts in the ghost paintings are still there, and the hungry ghosts in those golden coffins are still there, I will not die. You know this," Lin Qian said.

.

Hearing this, it narrowed its eyes slightly:

"Suddenly I feel like my abilities are a bit lame."

"You just know?" Lin Qian strode down the mountain, and his body gradually began to become unreal.

He found a way to go back in time without restarting time.

The ghost on the old woman is very useful.

Looking at the body that disappeared in the blink of an eye, Lin Qian smiled and sat down on the chair.

Looking at the stupid bride next to him, he felt a little helpless. She was just like that, she could never tell the difference between east, west and north.

Otherwise, there would be no such thing as Lin Yu.

Coco is no longer surprised by the presence of two fathers at the same time. Now she is only interested in the rich food in front of her.

"There is no such thing as a banquet that never ends..." Lin Qian suddenly said something incomprehensible.

Peach Blossom Spring, Ghost Tree... Lin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, he had to do some things.

So, next to him, another Lin Qian appeared next moment.

"Are you going or should I go?" Lin Qian looked at herself at the next moment.

"I'll go ahead. It's up to you to spend time with your wife."

"Haha... I don't know where this bad character of cheating on myself comes from. Since you want to go, just go. You know who to ask for directions."

"Of course I know, Zhang Xianguang and Nie Yingping."

"It's good to know. If you encounter Zhang Xianguang, you can kill him. Forget Nie Yingping. He has never beaten us."

"Need you to tell me? Am I the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately?"

The two Lin Qian looked at each other on this topic, and the next moment they both laughed.

"of course."

The two said in unison.

"gone……"

Lin Qian waved his hand, a flash of green and red flashed, and disappeared directly in front of the old house.

Seeing himself leaving again, Lin Qian shook his head. He had to say that his last trip abroad was very valuable.

The human face doesn’t know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

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An old community, apartment 301.

An old man with a kind face was sewing a red doll.

In the basket on the table, an old wooden doll moved its eyes slightly.

There is a twisted portrait hanging on the wall, and underneath it is an empty god's throne.

Every arrangement here exudes a sense of weirdness.

"Huh?" Suddenly the old man who was sewing dolls looked up in the direction of the bedroom, a little confused.

"Is there anyone?" The old man frowned.

In the bedroom, Lin Qian looked at a red cheongsam hanging on a wooden frame.

The wooden frame and the cheongsam are both a ghost, and the two ghosts seem to match each other.

"Is the anchor point here, the 30th year of the Republic of China? No, it will be later."

Lin Qian thought for a while and realized what era it was now.

“There is no deviation and the positioning is very accurate.”

Lin Qian went up and touched the cheongsam on the wooden stand. The texture was delicate and smooth, and the fabric was of high quality. The ghost was very smooth.

It's a pity that I don't need this anymore, and the bride doesn't need this either...

"Hunter...how did you get here? Also, what are you? A ghost? Or a human?"

The old man stood in front of the bedroom door, looking at Lin Qian who was stroking her cheongsam, with an extremely solemn and puzzled expression.

She couldn't understand how this kind of thing could appear in her home, and she didn't do anything immoral.

How could you provoke such a thing?

Hearing the old man's confusion, Lin Qian turned around and smiled:

"Come back and have a look. I won't disturb you. I'll leave now."

"Come back and see?" Meng Xiaodong looked at Lin Qian, his expression became strange.

"Well, that's it. There are some things that we can't say more about. Please be more patient."

Lin Qian put down her cheongsam, came to the old man, and looked outside.

It's full of the style of the Republic of China, but the layout is a bit weird, and the room is full of ghosts, which is somewhat bad.

"You seem to be very familiar with me. Do we know each other?" The old man suddenly became a little confused when he saw Lin Qian not showing any concern.

"Well, almost."

Lin Qian looked at the empty shrine and touched his chin. If a wooden statue of Ye Zhen was placed there, it might look good.

That fierce ghost shouldn't object.

"Have you come from the future?" The old man felt an ominous premonition when he saw Lin Qian staring at the empty shrine.

"Absolutely. I can see that you don't want me to touch the ghosts in the room. It's really a pity." Lin Qian sighed and said.

Hearing what Lin Qian said, the old man was a little silent. She took a deep look at Lin Qian, shook her head and said:

"Whatever you have to do, do it quickly, don't waste time on me."

After saying that, she turned around and sat on the chair and continued to sew the stand-in doll.

"Okay." Lin Qian didn't say anything after hearing what the old man said.

People in the past seem to have this attitude towards people in the future. Zhang Dong is like this, and so is she.

"Let's go, please take care of yourself."

Lin Qian waved her hand, turned around, walked straight through the wall, and left Room 301.

Looking at Lin Qian who walked directly through the wall and left, Meng Xiaodong's eyes flashed slightly:

"This descendant is stronger than Zhang Dong. Is this descendant going the right way?"

"Or is he a special case?"

"I hope it's not a special case..." the old man murmured to himself.

Getting better in future generations is the biggest hope of these old people.

In the community.
To be continued...