The Mystic Painter of Recovery

Chapter 118 Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao
The ghost post office was lit, and the yellow light illuminated the lobby on the first floor, and there seemed to be people walking around.

Vaguely, he seemed to see many people talking in the hall on the first floor.

Zhao Yichen pushed open the door of the ghost post office, but a group of people in the hall of the ghost post office turned their heads and stared at him.

That gaze was as strange as a ghost, but with some special emotions, warning, threat, surprise, and numbness.
Zhao Yichen stood in front of the post office in this oil painting.

The door opened, but the lobby on the first floor gathered a lot of people of all kinds. Their clothes seemed to span several years, ten years, or even decades. They were all different, and they didn't seem to be alive. Like a human being, his eyes have lost emotion, and there is often a strange look in those eyes.

Zhao Yichen also stared at them coldly, and these strange people also stared at Zhao Yichen, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.

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

However, under the deathly calm, a voice came out.

In the hall 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.

Zhao Yichen looked at him and asked back, "Who are you?"

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

Zhao Yichen's eyes narrowed, Zhang Xianguang, it was because of his existence that he didn't dare to come to the post office until he grew up.

But the man in the painting in front of him is just an ordinary person, and because of his status as a post office administrator, he cannot be killed here. The Zhang Xianguang who walked out of the painting outside is the one he really needs to be afraid of.

"Zhao Yichen, a person who doesn't belong to this world."

After taking over what the other party said, Zhao Yichen didn't pay attention to what he would think.

Whether it is because he feels that he does not belong to the world in the painting, or something else.

"You can tell." Zhang Xianguang nodded slightly and said, "Do you know where this is?"

Zhao Yichen: "The Ghost Post Office in the Oil Painting World."

Zhang Xianguang said: "This is a supernatural cage, and those things like us who are neither human nor ghost are imprisoned. The living dare not set foot in it."

"You should all be messengers on the fifth floor, and according to my inference, all of you have delivered three letters and left the post office. Only those who leave the post office will leave their own oil paintings in the post office."

"But I'm curious, what would it be like for people like you who live in oil paintings to meet the real body."

"Do you still have some connection with the outside world?"

"You are very smart, it seems that you have already understood something."

Zhang Xianguang said: "Our life will always be fixed at the moment when we leave the post office after delivering the last package. Although for the real us, we have already left the post office, but for us, we will never have a way to leave the post office."

"This is a curse that can never be shaken off, and unless you shake off it, you will never be able to communicate with the outside world."

At this moment, another person spoke again: "To bear this curse is like falling into hell, just to wait for a result."

Someone else answered the call: "Wait for resurrection. After the courier on the fifth floor delivers the last letter, you can choose to have one of the people here walk out of the oil painting world and be completely resurrected, but as a price, the courier will lose the opportunity to leave the post office. Go back to the first floor and send the letter again, over and over again, endlessly."

"No one would waste the opportunity to revive an insignificant person, so we are doomed to have no way to escape, and we can only live and die with the post office." Zhang Xianguang said.

Zhang Xianguang said: "However, not all people can exist here, some people will still disappear, and he will disappear soon."

After speaking, he glanced at an old man holding an axe.

When the old man saw Zhao Yichen's eyes, there was a strong killing intent in his eyes.

Zhang Xianguang said: "If no one in the outside world remembers us, then that person will completely disappear and be erased from this world. That's why 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 tacitly agrees that those who have been forgotten by the world will not have the chance to be resurrected."

"What if a ghost remembers you?" After speaking, Zhao Yichen looked at the four ghost boys following him.

'The ghost painting is somehow related to the oil painting in the post office. The group of people drawn in the oil painting will not die as long as someone remembers it, and they will die if they forget it. '

'And ghost paintings are people who recall her, and then fantasize about her, and she will appear. What is the connection between them? '

Suddenly, a bold guess appeared in Zhao Yichen's mind.

"If we say that the first generation of brides was recorded by oil paintings, countless years have passed, and the brides in the oil paintings have not been resurrected or died because they have been living in the paintings, and then slowly lost their humanity, became crazy, and longed to die..."

'After that, due to some accident, the painting of the bride was lost from the ghost post office, and then the bride in the painting began to take the initiative to attack some people who still remembered her. '

'During this process, because she killed too many ghost masters, she got a lot of ghosts. In addition, some ghosts were controlled by her for reasons as long as someone remembered her, and she slowly became a real ghost. So far The ghost in the painting called "Ghost Painting" was born. '

'As long as someone recalls her, she will be attracted, and the person who recalls will be killed. '

Of course, this is just Zhao Yichen's speculation. How Ghost Painting was born is still a mystery. As an S-level ghost, Ghost Painting seems to have buried too many secrets.

"Being seen by a ghost, I really don't know, maybe it depends on what kind of ghost it is." Zhang Xianguang seemed to think of some possibility, shaking his head and said.

'Does it require a human being to become an alien? '

Zhao Yichen chuckled: "From this point of view, you should be unable to escape, after all you have been seen by me, and I will not die."

"Kill him, I don't want to be remembered, I want to be forgotten, and disappear from here completely." At this time, a woman in the crowd spoke.

She is very young, wearing a floral dress, with two big braids, and she is old-fashioned.

As soon as these words came out, they were very inspiring.

Immediately, quite a few people stared at Zhao Yichen strangely, with an inexplicable ferocity.

Trapped in a supernatural place for a long time, they are neither humans nor ghosts, and their personalities have been distorted, and they also have a certain amount of supernatural power in the oil painting. Together, let alone deal with ordinary ghost masters, even top-notch ones The ghost master can also be killed.

"Really?" Zhao Yichen looked at the group of people staring at him. "But can you really kill me?"

After finishing speaking, the four ghost babies behind him walked out at the same time, filled with a gloomy and cold aura, representing their terror.

"Of course, if you really want to court death, I can't satisfy you."

Speaking of the three-eyed ghost boy walking forward, the blue light from the tattooed ghost eye on the center of his brow can not only annihilate the enemy, but also annihilate all supernatural powers.

Unless it is a real ghost, it will never be able to resist its attack.

"In the painting, unless no one remembers us, we cannot be killed." Someone said.

Not all of the people in the oil painting yearn for death, some hope to continue living, and some feel that everything is indifferent.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to say such meaningless things when we're dying? Although we don't have the full strength we had when we were outside, a few ghosts can't stop us." The woman in the floral dress said indifferently.

A group of people took action, they gradually gathered around, intending to attack Zhao Yichen together, and use their numbers to break through the ghost boy's protection and kill him.

"woooooooo~"

A gust of wind hit the Yinfeng Guitong, and there was no restriction on the recovery of the ghost. Although it didn't have Fang Shiming's control over the ghost wind, it could use supernatural powers indefinitely.

Compared with Fang Shiming, the original driver of Ghost Wind and Yin Wind Ghost, Fang Shiming is not weak at all, even stronger.

The ghost wind can blow away all things with supernatural power, whether it is a ghost or a supernatural attack, and the people in these oil paintings are undoubtedly a kind of supernatural derivative.

"This wind is weird, it can isolate all our attacks, who can solve this trouble."

Someone said with a serious face.

"It looks like you guys can't get rid of him. It's just that one ghost is activated, and it's hard for you to get close to him, not to mention that there are several ghosts on him, and he is also a scary guy."

Someone chuckled and joked.

At this moment, a blue light shot out from the ghost eyes in the three-eyed ghost boy's heart and attacked the group of people.

"Damn it, I can't act after being seen by this ghost."

The woman in the floral dress gritted her teeth and said that she was not afraid of being attacked and killed by the ghost boy, and she would not die in the painting.

However, after the cyan light hit her, everyone's eyes froze in the next scene. Under the cyan light, she began to dissipate, as if the stains on the floor were washed by clean water.

"Dead?" Among the besieging crowd, a group of people suddenly retreated and did not continue to besiege.

Although they verbally say they want to die, they actually just like to join in the fun because they don't know what to do.

But after seeing Zhao Yichen really killed one of them, some other people who really wanted to die became crazy, they rushed towards Zhao Yichen, but they didn't rush towards Zhao Yichen, but towards the ghost baby.

The other onlookers looked at Zhao Yichen with strange expressions in their eyes.

After a long while, Zhao Yichen wiped out all the people who wanted to die, and the oil painting became quiet again.

"It's really a terrifying ghost. It can even kill people who are trapped in oil paintings and cannot die."

In the depths of the hall of the post office, a person came slowly. He was very young, about in his early twenties. However, what made people feel unbelievable was that since this person's appearance was roughly similar to Yang Jian's, only his temperament was slightly different. It's just different.

'Yang Xiao. 'Zhao Yichen looked at the person who came, and secretly guessed in his heart. "You look a lot like someone I know."

"Oh?" Yang Xiao glanced at Zhao Yichen unexpectedly, recalling something.

"That person may have something to do with me, maybe it should be said that I have something to do with walking out of the ghost post office."

"But you don't need to ask for these. Since you have entered the post office, you should have your own plans. Can you talk about it? Maybe we can help you."

Zhao Yichen: "I don't have much plans, I just came here to find something."

"Really? But what action you are looking for is not important to us. If you can come in, you should have successfully sent the letter from the fifth floor, right? You also have a certain understanding of us. How do you plan to deal with us? It is the same as the previous group of people." Same? Or do you have other plans?"

Yang Xiao glanced at the people around him and asked.

Zhao Yichen shook his head, "I didn't deliver the letter from the fifth floor, I just entered the post office just now, and I don't have much opinion of you, after all, you can't get away from this oil painting, can you?"

"You're right. Those of us can never get rid of oil paintings and have no value, so the best end is to wait for death."

Some people agreed that although he didn't want to die like the crazy people before, he also understood and agreed with their ideas.

Yang Xiaoping is flat and arrogant: "There is no need to leave the oil painting. If we can get back the lost oil painting, we can turn the outside world into a world of oil painting."

"Ghost painting?" Zhao Yichen's heart skipped a beat.

The reason why he was willing to talk to them here was simply because he wanted to control the group of people in the painting.

A group of dead people revived in the oil painting will be unstoppable, as long as someone remembers them, they will not die.

Unless you meet Zhang Dong or a ghost who has the same erasure ability as the three-eyed ghost boy.

A large group of people here are accumulated by the ghost post office for decades, and they are masters who have delivered three letters. They are all top masters. If you go out to deal with supernatural events, I believe that most of the supernatural events will be wiped out.

Once the world of ghost paintings is connected, these people can play a great role.

'No, it doesn't even need to be drawn along with the world of ghosts. '

After the ghost painter stole the spirit of the ghost painting, the ghost painter himself already owned a world in the painting. Although it is not as big as the world in the painting of the ghost painting, it is still enough for this group of people to move about.

Zhao Yichen said: "That ghost painting is very dangerous. Many people died outside. It is very difficult to get it back now."

"However, if you just need a world in the painting as a carrier, I have another way to get you out of the world of oil painting."

After speaking, Zhao Yichen looked at a ghost boy behind him, and it began to emit a strange light, and a huge picture frame appeared behind it and took it into the ghost painter's painting world.

This world is connected by the world of ghost statues, deceiving ghosts, six ghost boys, and a group of derived ghost slaves.

Zhang Xianguang's pupils shrank, but he quickly reacted and said, "Is it similar to Ghost Painting?"

"But you shouldn't be able to bring other people into the world in your painting, right?"

Zhao Yichen shook his head: "It can be done, but now the world in my painting is not that big. If you all go in, although it can fit, it will be a bit crowded."

"The reason why I came into the world of oil painting is mainly because I intend to include these oil paintings in my painting world."

Zhao Yichen glanced at Zhang Xianguang calmly, then turned to look at Yang Xiao.

"But let me say first, once I collect these oil paintings, the life and death of those of you who exist in the oil paintings will also be under my control."

"If you don't want to, I won't force you, so you can wait slowly in the world in this painting."

Zhao Yichen's tone was very direct, no one who could appear in this oil painting world would be a fool, after all, they were all five-level messengers.

"I don't have any objections. After all, I'm already tired of sitting and repeating things every day in this painted world. If I didn't think that there are still people outside who miss me, I would be as crazy as the previous group of people."

"Being able to go out, although you will be under your control, it is no different from being in this ghost post office. Here, you will also be controlled by the ghost post office."

"It's just that after going out, I want to see my family first, and those who still miss me"

Someone agreed.

Yang Xiao: "I don't have any objections, I also want to meet the person you mentioned who looks like me outside."

Almost everyone agreed, only Zhang Xianguang was left.

Zhao Yichen looked at him, Zhang Xianguang was the administrator of the ghost post office, so he would not die within the scope of the ghost post office, but once he left the ghost post office, he could be killed.

Without the ability to not die like everyone else, his identity will be discovered soon, and it is difficult for him to deal with supernatural events without supernatural powers.

"Although I don't have any opinions, I'm curious, what is the connection between the world in your painting and that ghost painting?"

Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhang Xianguang smiled slightly and asked.

Zhao Yichen shook his head, "For one thing, I've already got part of the ghost painting, and the ghost painting seems to be a jigsaw puzzle for the ghost in me to restrain."

"Actually, I'm curious. There is a woman named He Yuelian outside. She looks exactly like the ghost painting in the ghost painting, and he seems to have a certain relationship with you outside."

"It seems that you outside seem to be very interested in ghost paintings. How about persuading you outside to help me control ghost paintings?"

With an inexplicable smile, Zhao Yichen appeared with a different kind of affinity, holding a derivative portrait of a ghost painting in his hand.

Zhang Xianguang wants to control ghost paintings, and then implement the Taoyuan plan, but now that he, who has stolen part of the ghost painting abilities, appears, will he change that plan?

(End of this chapter)