In the dim room, Lin Qian looked at the frightened expressions of the two people, frowning, and felt the letter he had just eaten, and his face suddenly turned cold. He knew the purpose of this letter, which was to suppress him.

In other words, this letter is to cooperate with the red coffin and coffin nails to suppress him.

Seeing that the two of them were still leaning against the wall, motionless and silent, Lin Qiantong flashed a look of anger:

"I'll give you five seconds to tell me your origins. Forget it, I'm suddenly not interested in your origins anymore. I'll find out for myself when I have time."

After saying that, Lin Qian walked directly towards the door, not intending to pay attention to what they meant. However, after hearing Lin Qian's words, the shadowy young man and Cheng Yu finally realized that this was a person, not a ghost.

But after knowing that this was a human being, they became even more frightened. Can humans eat humans? Thinking of the arm that had just been swallowed up by the young man, the Yin Ying young man and Cheng Yutong shrank, and subconsciously stepped back.

But there was a wall behind them, and they could retreat to anywhere. At this moment, they saw the young man moving, and they couldn't help but feel nervous, fearing that this guy was going to come directly and eat them.

But when they discovered that the young man was not walking in their direction, but towards the door of the room, they felt relieved again:

"Are you leaving? Are you leaving us alone?"

"That's fine. It's better to leave this kind of horror as soon as possible. If your arm is gone, you're gone. At least you're still alive."

The gloomy young man glanced at the arm that had disappeared in one glance, looked at Lin Qian walking towards the room, bit it, and thought to himself.

But before he could feel relieved, a pair of shining scarlet eyes appeared around him, and one after another the hungry ghosts walked towards the two shadowy young men, their fangs slightly exposed in their mouths.

The moment the Yin Ying young man and Cheng Yu saw this scene, their childish holes instantly shrank into needlepoints, and then several screams appeared in the room, followed by bursts of grinding teeth and chewing sounds.

Lin Qian didn't even look at him the whole time. What's the point of killing two people who wanted to mess with him? Do they really think he is a good person?

He walked up to the door of the room and kicked it open. The vermilion door instantly fell into pieces and sawdust flew everywhere.

He walked into the room and saw the altar on the west side. Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and stopped, staring at the altar. He hesitated whether to eat the ghost on the altar.

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But after hesitating for a while, Lin Qian gave up the idea. The ghost on the altar gave him a very strange feeling. It didn't feel like it existed in reality, but more like it was in another world. Give him a

A very illusory feeling, similar to a curse.

It's not that he can't eat cursed ghosts, it's just that it's very troublesome to eat this type of ghost. This kind of ghost is no longer based on whether the starving ghost is scary enough, but on whether it can find the source, and looks for this type of ghost.

The source is extremely troublesome, and he doesn't want to waste time now.

He is very angry now and needs to find someone to vent his anger to.

Looking away from the altar, Lin Qian looked at the furnishings in this room. There was a dumpling on the box, an umbrella in the corner, five or six colorful facial makeup masks on the shelf, and in

There is also a chess piece underneath, and the chess pieces have been placed on the board.

Lin Qian looked at all this and grinned. He walked to the corner, picked up the black oil paper umbrella and stuffed it into the painting. Then he came to the shelf and took down all the masks on the shelf.

Everything is stuffed into the painting.

Then, Lin Qian reached out and picked up the old man sitting on the chessboard, opened his mouth and swallowed it without any pressure, burped, and put the chessboard away.

Turning to look at the boxes with dumplings on them, Lin Qian squinted his eyes as he felt the coldness above them. A pool of blood appeared from under his feet and then spread.

But in less than a while, the ghost blood submerged all the boxes filled with dumplings, and something surprising happened. Those boxes were submerged, but those dumplings with tachyons inserted in them actually just said this in the ghost blood.

Floated.

Lin Qian frowned as he looked at the dumplings floating on the ghost blood. He walked over and picked up the rice. The moment he picked it up, Lin Qian felt a suppressive force, which was quite strong.

But it's not as strong as ghost blood.

After shaking the dumplings in his hands, Lin Qian's eyes flashed, and a very good idea came to his mind. So Lin Qian placed all the dumplings, a total of thirty-five bowls, in front of the altar.

Consider it a tribute...

When placing these dumplings in front of the altar, Lin Qian could clearly feel that most of the sense of danger the altar gave him had disappeared. Looking at the ordinary, occasionally cold altar, Lin Qian could

He smiled and said:

"You're welcome."

After saying that, he turned around and put all the thirty-five boxes into the painting. Lin Qian looked at the harvest in the painting, and his anxiety disappeared a lot:

"These things should be able to make up for the loss."

After putting the painting away, Lin Qian looked at the costume that had been dyed red by his own ghost blood, and his eyes were a little gloomy. He could sleep in a coffin this time, thanks to this costume, if not

He directly suppressed him for a second. There was no way he would be swallowed by the red coffin, let alone be nailed by his own coffin nails.

This time he lost a coffin nail. Although he ate the coffin nail, Lin Qian felt that if it was gone, it was gone. This was an indisputable fact.

Although this allows Starving Ghost to restart infinitely, and he will no longer be afraid of nails in the coffin in the future, this is not what Lin Qian wants to see now. Losing a nail in the coffin forever, just for the sake of someone who will be able to achieve it sooner or later as long as he eats ghosts.

Ability?

This was simply a loss of blood. Lin Qian's eyes flashed with anger and he gritted his teeth:

"Zhuo, when I dismantle this troupe and find out that old guy who cheated on me behind my back, I won't be able to kill him."

Lin Qian is now very sure that the only people who dare to do this and have such means are those old people who are still alive. Other than that, Lin Qian can't think of any kind of people who can do such a thing.

Walking towards the outside of the room, the ghost blood surged back into Lin Qian's body.

Just as Lin Qian was walking out of the room, his satellite positioning phone suddenly rang. Lin Qian's steps stagnated slightly, his brows furrowed, then he calmed down, took out his satellite positioning phone, and called the operator Yang Xin.

"I am Lin Qian."

"I'm Yang Xin, great, Lin Qian, are you okay?"

On the other end of the phone, Yang Xin's soft voice sounded in Lin Qian's ears, which made Lin Qian a little uncomfortable:

"Well, it's okay. Are you okay?"

"Ah? Yeah, I'm fine."

"Um...it's okay. Why are you looking for me?"

Yang Xin was stunned for a while, and then realized that Lin Qian didn't mean what she thought when she said it was okay:

"That, no, I, I have something to do!"

Lin Qian frowned slightly, this woman seemed to be a little confused:

"What's up?"

Upon hearing Lin Qian's inquiry, Yang Xin quickly told the matter:

"Well, the head of the headquarters requested to communicate with you. Do you think this is okay?" Yang Xin asked cautiously.

Lin Qian's eyes flickered when he heard this. After thinking for a moment, he agreed to the request:

"Okay, cut off my communication."

Seeing Lin Qian's agreement, Yang Xin was overjoyed and said quickly:

"Okay, okay, I'll help you get it right away. Just wait for a while. It'll be fine in a minute!"

When Lin Qian heard Yang Xin's words, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she hung her satellite positioning phone on the costume, or rather the chest of the coat. Anyway, to Lin Qian, it was just a coat, and it was a coat similar to a doctor's uniform.

If it weren't for the different colors, people would think he was a doctor if he wore it.

After hanging up the satellite positioning phone, Lin Qian walked towards the door of the room. When he came to the door, he kicked it cleanly. The vermilion wooden door fell into pieces and sawdust flew everywhere.

Lin Qian walked out of the door with an expressionless face and came to the aisle. A theater ghost wearing a costume and facial makeup walked towards him.

Seeing the opera ghost coming from Shanshan, Lin Qian narrowed her eyes, walked over, and picked it up. But in the next moment, Lin Qian threw it away and the opera ghost fell against the wall.

on, unscathed.

Lin Qian, on the other hand, had a gloomy look on his face. He pulled out a opera ghost from his abdomen. Looking at the opera ghost being carried by him with a corpse, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes:

"Curse-type media are somewhat difficult to guard against."

Thinking like this, Lin Qian directly stuffed the opera ghost that was pulled out of his body into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp. His stomach suddenly swelled to the size of an adult, but in just one breath, it was

It has returned to its previous appearance and digestion is complete.

Feeling the new supernatural power in her body, a smile appeared on Lin Qian's lips:

"Sure enough, even if it is a curse, if I find the source, I will still eat it."

Looking at the opera ghost who stood up again, Lin Qian cast his eyes on the opera ghost's head. There was a red umbrella rib inserted into the opera ghost's bunted hair.

The opera ghost got up from the ground, stared at Lin Qian, and walked towards him. Being stared at by the opera ghost like this, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed. He felt the curse, but because after he ate

After becoming a ghost, he also possessed part of this curse, which made him immune to the attack of the ghost.

Looking at the opera ghost approaching, Lin Qian's eyes flashed, and she walked over directly, pinched its neck, and pulled out the red umbrella rib from the opera ghost's hair. The coldness surrounded the red umbrella rib. Lin Qian looked closely at it.

After a while, he laughed:

"It's exactly the same, it's a puzzle."

After putting the umbrella ribs away, Lin Qian looked at the opera ghost who was strangled by his neck. After thinking about it, he took off the costume from the opera ghost. This thing was also a ghost, but it was of no use. He had already worn two pieces of it.

One piece of ghost clothing is enough, and there is no point in having more.

After putting the costume into the painting, Lin Qian ate the fierce ghost wearing only a white suit in one gulp. His stomach was still slightly bulging, and then he recovered. Feeling the increased supernatural power, Lin Qian shook his head:

"If you eat too much, that's it. It's meaningless. It has no use other than adding a little terror."

To be honest, after eating and digesting a ghost, and getting one or two killing rules, there is no point in eating it, so Lin Qian is a little disgusted. In fact, the main reason is that the ghost has no taste and is not very delicious...
To be continued...