Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 321 Understanding the Secret
The old man whose arm was removed by Lu An and Yang Jian, who had his ax taken away, and who was kicked flying out struggled to stand up again at this moment. He seemed to feel no pain, and it didn't matter if all his arms were lost. A kind of hatred and anger were revealed on his darkened face, as if he wanted to stand up and strike again.

But the old man was stopped by another person who stretched out his hand, and didn't want him to continue.

The man took a few steps forward, Lu An threw the old man's two arms over, the man took the two arms, came to the old man, put the two arms on the fracture, and soon felt weird The scene happened, and the old man's hands quickly recovered, but there were obvious scars on them.

After thinking about it, Lu An threw the ax in his hand over again. This thing is not very useful. It is only a fake after all, and the power it can display is very small. After bringing out the oil painting, the ax will dissipate due to the supernatural power sooner or later. and disappear.

Yang Jian didn't move at the side, just acquiescing to Lu An's behavior. His purpose this time is to solve the ghost post office. Even if he wins against this group of weird people, it doesn't make any sense, and the post office will continue to be out of operation.

After Lu An returned the axe, the atmosphere was still deadly calm, and the two sides seemed to have fallen into the stalemate just now.

"It's been so many years, I didn't expect a messenger to take the initiative to set foot in this place."

Under this deathly calm, a voice came out. In the lobby on the first floor, everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

The person who spoke was a man in his early thirties. This man's hair was not messed up, and he was neatly dressed, but his style of dressing and dressing was incompatible with modern times. It was at least decades old.

who are you? "The man's eyes rolled, numb and dull, like a ghost.

"Who are you?" From the very beginning, Lu An noticed that the man in front of him had been staring at him intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes were a little deep, and even a little malicious.

The man paused for a long moment, he seemed to be silent, and then said: "I am Zhang Xianguang, a dead person."

"Yang Jian, a person who is still alive." Yang Jian said,

"Lu An, a person who is still alive." Seeing Yang Jian's answer, Lu An followed suit.

"It can be seen, do you know where this place is?" Zhang Xianguang said expressionlessly.

"The ghost post office in the oil painting?" Yang Jian asked directly.

Zhang Xianguang said: "This is a supernatural cage, and those things like us who are neither living nor ghosts are imprisoned. Living people dare not set foot in it, and they are basically unable to set foot in it."

"You should all be messengers on the fifth floor, and all of you have delivered three letters and left the post office. Only those who leave the post office will leave their oil paintings of characters in the post office. Therefore, the people in the oil paintings also have Independent consciousness?" Yang Jian speculated.

"It's amazing that consciousness has existed for such a long time relying on supernatural powers. Compared with the present, the future era will be the era in which talents emerge in large numbers. How many of the current ghost masters can deliver the three letters from the post office alive, and then leave." Lu An said .

Now Lu An has no doubts about the fact that the consciousness of the previous generation of theater masters is still alive. He has indeed overlooked too much. Isn't the consciousness that still exists in these oil paintings the best proof?
"Oh? It sounds like you understand all this very well. We have been trapped here for too long, or our consciousness." The man who took the old man's arm just now said, he and the old man with the ax should be the same Friends, or teammates, the two are not much different in age from each other.

"According to the currently known intelligence, the supernatural incidents began in the period of the Republic of China. At that time, many ghost masters did not seem to have the risk of the ghosts recovering. What they were worried about was more and more ghosts and their own lifespan. "

"Followed by the second generation of ghost masters, they were more or less on the sidelines of the Republic of China. They used various methods to control ghosts, and they were not like the first generation of ghost masters. Although the first generation of ghost masters The method is very strong, and even reached the end of life that countless ghost masters dream of."

"Nevertheless, the supernatural incident has not been resolved, which proves that their generation still took the wrong path. There will be more and more ghosts, and they will become more and more terrifying until they can't stop."

"According to some of my speculations, the first generation seems to have slowed down the speed of recovery in some way, or even reversed it, followed by the second generation. The ghost master covers the edge."

"Then we are currently in the third generation. We are the third generation of ghost masters. The methods of controlling ghosts currently mastered can generally be divided into balance, crash, alien, and curse." Lu An said.

"It seems that you know much more than I imagined." Yang Jian said.

"You should have met Wang Chaling in Dadong City. He possessed the power through the curse, and he can't afford to be a player." Lu An said.

"Yeah." Yang Jian nodded in agreement.

They all came step by step, and it turned out that Wang Chaling had already stood on the top of the mountain since he was born, and he was already the default captain of the headquarters without too much effort.

"Are you talking about the Wang family in Dadong City? That is indeed something that others will not envy. The second generation of the Wang family is very powerful and terrifying, and the third generation of the Wang family must be even more terrifying." A middle-aged man said. road.

Obviously, he had contact with the Wang family in Dadong City, and he might have fought against them. It seemed that he didn't get any cheap deals.

"In comparison, I think your third generation is the scariest, after all, you have already achieved such strength in a short period of time," an old man said.

At this time, the body of the old man with the ax in his hand was disappearing quickly, which interrupted the atmosphere. The other old man who had a good relationship with him next to him wanted to hold his hand for the last time, but it was empty. Because the old man has disappeared.

"Oh, Lao Lin." The other old man looked very sad, but he was copied by the supernatural power and couldn't express too many emotions at all. Even shedding a tear was a luxury.

The blood-stained ax disappeared together with it, and the old man has completely disappeared from this world.

Watching this scene, Yang Jian's eyelids twitched, and Zhang Xianguang who was about to look at the one who spoke first said, "Will you die if you get hurt?"

"No, people here will not die if they are hurt, but they will disappear once they are forgotten."

"If no one in the outside world remembers us, then that person will completely disappear, completely erased from this world, so he needs to show his face in the post office, to be remembered, and to ensure that he will not disappear, because the post office defaults , People who have been forgotten by the world will not have the chance to be resurrected." Zhang Xianguang said.

"Is being forgotten equal to death?" Yang Jian muttered the answer to himself.

He quickly thought of the ghost painting's law of killing. He had deciphered this law when Miao Xiaoshan was solving the derivatives of ghost painting in the school where Miao Xiaoshan was.

For the appearance of ghost paintings, the first step is that ordinary people must see the real ghost paintings. The second step is to recall, but for those who recall ghost paintings in their minds when they are bored, that painting will appear in your home. The third step is to remember ghost paintings. The first step is fantasy, you must not imagine that the woman in the painting will appear, once you think this way, the ghost in the ghost painting will really come out.

So the ghost painting's law of killing is memory. This kind of killing law is terrible and unsolvable, because the more a person is afraid of something, the more he thinks about it. This is a human instinct.

(End of this chapter)