Lin Qian looked extremely strange as he watched the employees in front of the funeral parlor abide by the rules. These rules had basically explained the murderous rules of the evil spirits inside.

"Did you do it?" Lin Qian turned to look at Mr. Qin.

"Well, it's me. As long as you abide by these rules, those evil ghosts inside will fall into a cycle. Of course, you can see it. Anyone who doesn't follow the rules will rejoin the job."

Mr. Qin made a general mention and had no intention of going into details.

Lin Qian nodded. He could still see the secret behind it. These rules seemed like strange stories, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that these are obvious ways to avoid the murderous rules of the ghost.

The handwriting is not big, but it is very detailed.

"Go in now?" Mr. Qin looked at Lin Qian.

"When..." Lin Qian thought for a moment without hesitation, and was about to agree.

But the next moment, a fishhook appeared in Lin Qian's cheek. The fishhook penetrated his cheek quietly, leaving only half of it exposed.

"What are you doing? You like to seek death so much?" Lin Qian frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled out the fishhook. His flesh and blood were torn, but he quickly recovered.

And as the fishhook was pulled out of his cheek, it disappeared in just the blink of an eye, which was very strange.

"I didn't go to you, but you took action first."

Lin Qian's face looked a little ugly.

"Mr. Qin, I don't want to see this ghost anymore. I have something to deal with. As promised."

Ignoring Mr. Qin's slight change in expression, Lin Qian turned around and disappeared in front of the funeral parlor.

"Another variable?"

He also saw the fishhook just now, and the weirdness on it made him a little unsure.

"Hopefully it won't affect the entire layout."

Mr. Qin looked into the distance worriedly. None of them existed in the past or future. Such characters made him a little panicked.

"Variables..." Mr. Qin muttered to himself.

But it is said to be near a lake.

An old man wearing linen clothes with white beard and hair was fishing in the lake holding a fishing rod wrapped with straw.

The hook is rusty and straight.

The water of the lake is gloomy, and at first glance it is as black as ink.

"Do you really want to die?"

Suddenly, a young man wearing bright red clothes appeared on an old locust tree not far from the old man. The wild ducks lingering at the ferry not far away turned into straws and scattered all over the place the moment the young man appeared.

In the water.

The old man continued fishing expressionlessly, not paying any attention to the changes at the ferry or Lin Qian's words.

And in the next moment, a ghost suddenly appeared on the entire lake, suspended only by a fishhook.

The straight and rusty fishhook was inserted into Li Gui's mouth.

The moment the ghosts appeared, they seemed to be like puppets on strings and began to walk towards the shore with extremely awkward movements.

Click click click...

The friction sound caused by the twisting of the joints echoed in the lakeside.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, with murderous intent boiling in his eyes.

"It seems that you really want to die."

Lin Qian tilted his head slightly, and a fishhook passed directly by his ear.

At the same time, more fishhooks suddenly appeared on Lin Qian's head and fell towards his head.

Feeling the danger coming from above his head, Lin Qian's body began to become illusory. As his body became illusory, the entire ghost lake changed color in an instant.

The fishhook passed through Lin Qian's body as if passing through a mirage.

Lin Qian looked at the ghosts walking towards him in his own ghost world, and was a little silent. He knew what the old man wanted to do, he just wanted to eat these ghosts.

Then he is good and replaced with him.

He wanted to get out so badly.

Um?

The old man fishing became a little surprised when he saw Lin Qian directly using Guixi.

"It's interesting, the young man is not bad."

The first attack did not cause any harm to this boy. Judging from his expression, it was obvious that he was at ease.

Then try this...

The old man suddenly lifted the pole, and a terrifying coldness swept out of his body, and straws appeared out of thin air among Lin Qian's ghosts.

The straw took root and began to grow. In the blink of an eye, a bloody rice field appeared above the ghost lake.

The bloody straw began to twist and twist, and gradually scarecrows with seven red nails on their bodies appeared in the rice fields.

The coldness gathered and the supernatural powers spread. Each straw actually pulled out the red nails in his body and started attacking each other.

Standing on the tree, Lin Qian watched all this with an expressionless face. The old man had a serious murderous intention and he went all out when he came up.

Every time the scarecrow pricks the other scarecrows with red nails, a small crack will appear in his wedding dress. Although it will recover in an instant, it will not survive many times.

Curse, a very terrifying killing pattern.

Among the ghosts, one of the ghosts, who was only regarded as a puppet on strings, struggled towards him. Lin Qian didn't know how many ghosts there were in the ghost lake.

It's just that you can't see the end at a glance.

The straws were attacking each other, and Lin Qian's clothes were constantly torn and restored. If you observe carefully, you can find that the recovery time of his clothes is getting slower and slower.

"Boy, why don't you resist?"

The old man looked at Lin Qian with a smile, with some mockery and pride in his eyes.

"You've already started, didn't you notice?" Lin Qian touched the cracks in his clothes with a very calm expression.

"Are you taking action?" The old man was a little confused.

But at the next moment, a red shadow slowly appeared above the ghost lake, and a blood-red wedding dress floated among the blood-colored straw.

The red embroidered shoes stepped lightly on the straw. At this moment, all the ghosts in the ghost lake froze in place.

Including those scarecrows attacking each other.

The gorgeous and charming bride has arrived.

The old man's smiling expression gradually became stiff, until he finally became expressionless.

"Young man, are you being unreasonable?" The old man's hand holding the fishing rod was shaking.

"You think this is the end?"

Lin Qian shook his head, and then the next moment, words suddenly began to appear in the sky, and twisted blood-red words were twisting wantonly in the air.

"Liqi..."

Lin Qian whispered two words softly.

"Young man! I was wrong! Let me go!" After seeing the words in the sky, the old man's face suddenly changed.

This kid not only ate the ghosts from Wu Anjun's body, but also the fierce ghosts in the ghost prison.

"Haha...it's quite a beautiful thought."

Lin Qian sneered. The old man attacked him before they even met. After meeting him, he used his attacks without saying a word. If it weren't for his high strength, he might have been killed instantly.

If Ye Zhen had come here instead, he might have been thrown into the ditch by this guy without even having a chance to react.

All I can say is that this old man is going crazy if he wants to go out.

"Young man, we have something to discuss. I admit that I was wrong before, and I apologize to you now."

The old man's face was a little panicked. He looked at the mysterious bride coming from a distance and the nine sacrificial poems floating in the sky, and his heart almost dropped.

This time he encountered a tough problem. He originally thought he was just a young man who entered this world by mistake, and his strength was not expected to be very strong.

After all, he felt that Lin Qian's supernatural powers were not that strong.

I didn't expect that this young man was so powerful.

He misjudged and was deceived by the supernatural being deliberately released by this young man.

In the blue-red world, scarecrows and ghosts stand, and the nine sacrificial texts on the sky exude a terrifying supernatural power.

These supernatural phenomena caused the ghosts to escape from the correct time, and Lin Qian continued to layer the ghosts on top of each other. These arrangements were to prevent the old man from escaping.

That fishing rod belongs to him.

"It's late. Originally, I was only looking for the fishing rod in your hand. I had no intention of doing anything to you, but it's different now."

Lin Qian stepped in front of the Cunning Bride. Although she didn't know why Coco didn't keep an eye on her, it didn't matter now. It was more convenient to have her around.
To be continued...