The Mystic Painter of Recovery

Chapter 104 The Crushing Battle

When Zhao Yichen was mastering deception and cultivating the picture scroll of ghost babies.

Dajing City, inside a certain building.

"Is Zhao Yichen's photo ready?"

A group of people sat around a conference table, Fang Shiming glanced at Jiang Shangbai and asked.

"It's ready, this guy is too arrogant, he dared to attack Gao Zhiqiang directly, and even attacked me during the ghost incident."

"If it weren't for the old man from the headquarters at that time, I'm afraid I would have been killed because of his sudden attack." Jiang Shangbai said with lingering fear.

"And if there are no accidents, this Zhao Yichen will definitely become a member of the captain, and Yang Jian, this ghost-eyed detective is also powerful, and it is very likely that he will become the captain."

"However, although there is some friction between Yang Jian and our circle of friends, there is not that much hostility."

"On the contrary, it's Zhao Yichen. This guy seems to have a lot of hostility towards our circle of friends. Li Yao just went to recruit him, and killed her if he disagreed."

"Gao Zhiqiang in the back was also killed by him knowing that he was a member of our circle of friends."

"And this Zhao Yichen is also aware of your existence."

Fang Shiming: "Since it has become an obstacle, let's get rid of him."

"Give me the photo, you guys wait here for a while."

Jiang Shangbai handed Fang Shiming a photo in a golden box, with some anticipation in his eyes.

He knew that Fang Shiming had a very powerful spiritual item in his hand, which could kill ghost masters through certain media.

Fang Shiming walked into a small room, it was dark inside, during this period he did not turn on the light, just sat on a chair, the surrounding darkness made the room extraordinarily silent.

Fang Shiming slowly reached out and took out a box from his clothes.

This box is not big, just larger than the size of ordinary mobile phones, and the color is eye-catching gold, because the material of making this box is gold.

The box is welded shut, leaving no gaps.

Fang Shiming took out a small knife and cut a hole around the box, and the long-sealed golden box was opened.

As soon as the gold box was opened, the dark room immediately became a little gloomy and cold, and there was a faint rancid smell in the air, as if something had rotted.

Inside the box is a pair of scissors.

The style of the scissors is very old, not a modern style, but the style of the Republic of China. I don’t know if this thing has been buried in the mud for a long time, and the black stains on it are lingering. I can’t tell whether it is rust or contamination. There are some curses that should not be contaminated.

The most weird thing is that the handle of the scissors is covered with dense circles of black hair, and some of the hair roots are even connected to the scalp.

The stench of decay seems to emanate from here.

This thing is called ghost scissors by Fang Shiming.

"I really don't want to touch this thing."

He frowned, as if there was some kind of taboo in using this strange pair of scissors, which prevented him from using it casually, so he could only lock it in a golden box and carry it with him.

But looking at the golden box with Zhao Yichen's photo, Fang Shiming had no choice but to do so.

Zhao Yichen not only affected the development of the circle of friends, he also had a circle of friends, and even had a very deep hostility towards himself.

Fang Shiming knew that Zhao Yichen, the ghost painter, was not easy to kill.

If he slammed head-on, he might be able to win, but at least he would be dragged to the point where the ghosts were revived, and there was a high possibility of dying together in the end.

And judging from the opponent's performance, it seemed that he was confident and didn't care about himself. Fang Shiming felt that his chances of winning were not that great.

Opening the box, Fang Shiming didn't touch the scissors, but first opened the golden box containing Zhao Yichen's photo, picked up a pen and wrote three words on Zhao Yichen's full body photo, "Zhao Yichen."

Real name, full body photo, this is the way to trigger the law of ghost scissors killing.

"Ok?"

Zhao Yichen, who was about to feed the rotten ghost to the blown ghost baby, suddenly raised his head, with coldness in his eyes.

He felt a deep malice, as if some danger was about to befall him, it was a feeling of being targeted by some kind of scary guy.

Closing his eyes, Zhao Yichen began to use the ghost painter's scroll sensor and the ghost statue's memory sensor.

There is no danger around me, if there is anything that brings danger to me, it is only a curse.

And now, if Zhao Yichen is eyeing, and can be cursed by the danger that Zhao Yichen can detect, then there is only the ghost scissors.

Sure enough, as soon as he closed his eyes, Zhao Yichen saw a person in front of him with a pair of scissors in his hand, as if he was about to attack him.

Holding scissors in his hand, Fang Shiming was about to cut out Zhao Yichen's photo, when he suddenly noticed that Zhao Yichen in the photo suddenly moved.

In the photo, Zhao Yichen's eyes rolled slightly, and suddenly he walked forward, and the original full-body photo became a half-length photo.

"Ghost painter Zhao Yichen, is it really related to this kind of painting and photos that can record a person's ghost?"

"It's a little troublesome now, I can't see the whole body, and the spirit of the ghost scissors can no longer be used."

Suddenly, in Fang Shiming's mind, a distorted figure appeared, which gradually became clearer from the original blurred effect.

'Damn, some kind of psychic influence?Did I accidentally touch the curse on the ghost scissors?Or is it a counterattack from the opponent? '

Fang Shiming's face darkened, sure enough, this man has the capital to be arrogant.

"Damn it, I've already stripped the spirit from this body. Although it can act outside for me, it's just an ordinary person's body."

Suddenly, Fang Shiming's expression darkened, and he fell to the table in front of him.

"Fang Shiming, do you still have ghost scissors?"

Zhao Yichen's voice suddenly appeared in this dark room, with a strong killing intent in his tone.

'The time has come, it's time to do something, just to feed the ghost babies with the tricks of the group of people in the circle of friends. '

Zhao Yichen has been waiting for Fang Shiming to use the ghost scissors on him. With the existence of the ghost painter, he is not worried about the curse of the ghost scissors at all.

On the contrary, if the circle of friends doesn't take the initiative to do something, Zhao Yichen has no good reason to get rid of them.

Walking to the table, Zhao Yichen looked at the ghost scissors, did not choose to touch it, but summoned the ghost blood pool under the ghost scissors, and directly swallowed the ghost scissors into the blood pool.

With the appearance of the blood pool, scarlet ghosts began to pervade the entire building.

The ghost domain that covered a building soon, and it is still expanding rapidly, the speed is almost unbelievable.

In a short period of time, it has covered three or four nearby streets, then almost the entire urban area, and then a small half of the urban area. And this range is still getting bigger.

In less than half a minute, with this building as the center, the surrounding area was covered by a layer of thick blood mist.

"The ghost in my body has been suppressed, could it be that the ghost messenger came?" He Tianxiong frowned, and suddenly asked a few ghost masters who also belonged to the circle of friends.

"No, no, Guicha's ghost creature is black, and this ghost creature is red. Although Dou covered his sight, the color is obviously wrong." Jiang Shangbai was startled and explained.

"Although it's also suppressing cunning, it's not like the suppression of ghosts, but like..."

"The ghost of Zhao Yichen, a ghost painter in Dachang City."

Jiang Shangbai showed worry on his face when he named someone he didn't even believe.

Just as Fang Shiming made a move against Zhao Yichen, they were enveloped by Zhao Yichen's ghost, which gave him a very bad premonition.

"Don't worry too much, maybe Mr. Fang has successfully defeated Zhao Yichen, so he has recovered from the ghost, otherwise how could the ghost master use such a big ghost?" Someone said in a low voice.

At this moment, not only the group of ghost masters in the circle of friends, but almost all the ghost masters in the city felt it.

"This is." Li Jun, who was observing the situation near the ghost station, suddenly raised his head at this moment.

Ordinary people are not shrouded by ghosts, but he can see clearly that the whole world seems to be covered by scarlet blood mist, and a feeling of being suppressed by the strangeness in his body surges in his heart. He looks around and finds that the blood mist has a wide range It has exceeded his imagination, and everything within sight is shrouded.

"Impossible? Could it be that Zhao Yichen's ghost has recovered?"

With the familiar blood mist and the suppressed ghost, Li Jun knew very well that the owner of this ghost was Zhao Yichen.

But is there anyone who can revive Zhao Yichen's ghost?
"Hey, hey, isn't it, this is the start of something?" Cao Yang, who was walking on a certain street, stopped walking, his face was indescribably solemn.

He also discovered the horror of this ghost domain.

In an instant, it seemed that more than half of the city was covered, there was no warning, and you were not given time to react, and it had a strong suppressive force.

"Zhao Yichen?" Yang Jian looked at the blood mist covering him, with strong anxiety in his eyes, and his ghost eyes felt like they were about to close.

"What happened? Since he was allowed to use such a large range of ghost creatures, unless I forcibly use the fifth layer of ghost creatures, I can't expand the ghost creature with ghost eyes at all."

Yang Jian took out the walkie-talkie and dialed the number of the headquarters.

"I hope there is still a signal."

"Huh?" In a certain room, an old man full of senile plaques moved his dull eyes slightly, and looked in Zhao Yichen's direction.

"Forget it, let these younger generations make trouble. Sooner or later, this piece of land will be theirs. It's better for me not to bother."

Wang Yaxin also felt something, and the two picture scrolls of ghost babies in her hands moved unconsciously, and at the same time, the photo hanging on Wang Yaxin's chest showed a strange smile.

"Zhao Yichen, what's the situation now? Have I encountered a supernatural event?"

With tears in her voice, Wang Yaxin picked up the photo of Zhao Yichen and asked in a low voice.

There was no answer, but Wang Yaxin returned to Yunmeng Community from the outside.

"Did you bring me back?"

Although there was still no response, Wang Yaxin breathed a sigh of relief, and the fear in her heart dissipated a lot. Since she appeared at home after asking Zhao Yichen, it meant that she was safe now.

"It seems that the ghost has revived after Zhao Yichen was killed." Some ghost masters who knew that the circle of friends was going to attack Zhao Yichen sighed slightly.

But in the circle of friends, their situation is not as good as they think outside.

"The ghost creature after Zhao Yichen's ghost revived is too big, isn't this at least an S-level supernatural event?"

A ghost driver named Liu Dong opened his mouth wide. The ghost he controlled was a ghost, but now he lost his response.

"Indeed, but the ghost painter Zhao Yichen is able to use the ghost creature to break through the ghost creature of the ghost messenger. He has also broken through the ghost creature of the starving ghost before. It is not surprising that the ghost creature of this range."

With the words of several people, Jiang Shangbai also showed a smile on his face, regained his confidence, and explained to everyone.

"Help me!" Suddenly, the ghost master named Liu Dong shouted.

A strange blood pool appeared under his feet, slowly dragging him into the blood pool, no matter how much he resisted, it was useless.

"Has the law of killing been triggered? Everyone, recall what Liu Dong did just now to avoid triggering the strange law of killing in Zhao Yichen's body."

"This Zhao Yichen is just like a ghost when he recovers. Although he is not suppressed without brains, as long as he is in the ghost, he will be suppressed. Now the ghost in our body has been suppressed. It is not much different from ordinary people. It is better not to move around at will. Better."

Jiang Shangbai didn't respond to Liu Dong's call for help, and said in a cold tone.

Seeing this, other people not only did not feel that Jiang Shangbai was cold-blooded, but rather agreed with it.

"That's right, everyone is like ordinary people now. No one can save anyone. We can only rely on our experience as a ghost master to infer this tricky killing pattern and avoid being targeted." He Tianxiong said coldly.

"Plop." Before he finished speaking, another ghost master fell to the ground beside him.

"Zhang Jian!" Wu Yun yelled, he had a good relationship with the ghost driver named Zhang Jian who had just lost.

Wu Yun's ghost is the tombstone, and Zhang Jian's is the smelly corpse. They knew each other before they became ghost masters, and they even became ghost masters because of the same supernatural event.

Just as Wu Yun finished shouting, a whisper came from his ear. "You don't exist..."

Wu Yun's pupils dilated sharply, with disbelief on his face, his body gradually disappeared, "Gao Zhi..."

"Emotions, it's emotions. The few people who died just now had strong mood swings. Everyone calm down. Maybe this strange killing pattern is related to emotions."

cried one of the ghost walkers.

Jiang Shangbai gave him a cold look, but did not respond.

There are at least three types of attacks that just appeared, weird blood pools, unknown death attacks, and some kind of whispers.

Three cunning, it is impossible for each of them to attack with emotions, so this inference is wrong.

Suddenly, He Tianxiong turned his head to look beside him, and an extremely strange child with dead gray skin appeared behind him, grabbing him violently with both hands.

"Ghost baby?" Jiang Shangbai's pupils shrank. He also went to the starving ghost incident back then, but unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to break through the starving ghost ghost at that time.

But he also carefully studied this first supernatural event that happened in China, and he could tell at a glance that it was the ghost baby of a starving ghost.

"No, no, this is a painted ghost baby." Jiang Shangbai noticed a blank picture scroll behind the ghost baby, thought of Zhao Yichen's name, and guessed that the ghost baby was not a real ghost baby.

"Ah~" The catching ghost baby grabbed He Tianxiong and dragged him far away. Blood flowed from He Tianxiong's body, leaving scarlet bloodstains on the ground.

"Another one died, damn it, how many ghosts did Zhao Yichen control and how many ghosts did he draw when he was alive?"

Jiang Shangbai's pupils dilated, with despair in his eyes, he almost lost the idea of ​​survival.

"No, that's not right, if Zhao Yichen really revived the ghost, then it's impossible to only focus on our circle of friends, so Zhao Yichen is not dead."

Suddenly, Jiang Shangbai seemed to remember something, and said suddenly.

"Zhao Yichen, I know you are not dead, come out, let's have a good talk, as long as you are willing to stop. We can pay any price."

As a ghost master, the sly in the body is suppressed, and he is in the midst of ghosts. There are still several slys with unknown killing rules in the ghosts. Needless to say the ending.

Zhao Yichen covered himself up with ghost monsters, and looked at the dead clothes of the group of people in the circle of friends, without any change in the expression on his face.

Zhao Yichen's own ability in frontal combat is actually not strong. After all, the ghost painter relies on controlling the ghost to fight.

Of course it's not weak.

Anyway, the suppressing power of the ghost heart can have a great impact on many ghost masters, and the ghost beast can also bring him the capital to fight head-on.

The deceiving ghost is a very versatile ghost, not only will it make Zhao Yichen more weird, but it will also provide a strong self-protection ability and attack means.

Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to let Jiang Shangbai and his group go.

Seeing that Zhao Yichen didn't respond, Jiang Shangbai continued.

"After all, this is Dajing City. No matter what I say, I am the person in charge of the headquarters. If you really kill me, it will not do you any good."

"On the contrary, you keep me, and you will be the only one in our circle of friends in the future, and do your best to help you win the position of captain."

After Jiang Shangbai finished speaking, Zhao Yichen still didn't respond. Instead, behind a ghost driver beside him, a picture frame of bones suddenly appeared and swallowed the ghost driver inside.

"It seems that you are determined to kill us, but this is Dajing City. If you make such a big commotion, it will be very difficult for the headquarters to end. Your life will definitely not be easy in the future."

"Even if the headquarters won't kill you, they will ask you to participate in the ghost painting incident in order to make up for the loss, hehehe." Jiang Shangbai laughed, maybe because he realized that he couldn't survive, so he wanted to put a little burden on Zhao Yichen's heart. .

"Hehe, did you know that my name is a ghost painter, and I was the one who proposed to attract ghost painters." A cold voice appeared in the ghost, breaking Jiang Shangbai's self-concept.

At the same time, Jiang Shangbai also widened his eyes, and a strange pool of blood appeared under his feet.

This group of ghost masters in the circle of friends were all killed.

Locking their deceptions in the ghost blood of the bone picture frame, Zhao Yichen looked in a certain direction of the building, and the matter of the circle of friends was not over yet.

(End of this chapter)