The Mystic Painter of Recovery

Chapter 125 Red Letter
"It seems that we can only wait for an opportunity."

Shaking his head, Zhao Yichen took out the ghost pen and the bone picture frame, and there was a piece of white paper on top of the bone picture frame.

When Zhao Yichen's body encountered that strange county, the avatar was not idle.

Ghost Pigment has finally developed some abilities to replicate supernatural accidents.

For example, if Zhao Yichen uses ghost paint to paint a realistic appearance, his ghost world will have an additional world in the painting that is similar to the real world.

The world painted by ghost paint will not only increase the intensity of the world in the painting, but also increase the scope of the world in the painting.

Although it has no effect for the time being, it may not be necessarily the case in the future.

Don't forget, ghost paintings also imprison countless ghosts in the world of ghost paintings.

Apart from this, Zhao Yichen didn't discover anything else. He didn't want to draw a conscious other person, so he never used the effect of copying the supernatural.

Maybe he needs to find a puzzle that can make them completely obey his commands after he draws the picture.

Just as Zhao Yichen continued to paint, the lights in the room suddenly flickered a few times.

Zhao Yichen looked outside the room, not knowing when a road appeared.

The path twists and turns, getting darker as you go in, and at the end of the dark path, a five-storey building in the style of the Republic of China is looming in the mist, like a mirage, and like a blurred projection in the distance. Not sure, but you can still see the neon signs flashing on the gate of the building.

The colorful lights give people a weird and mysterious feeling.

"The way to the ghost post office." Zhao Yichen stared at the road to the ghost post office and said in a low voice.

"I don't know what letter to send this time."

Without too much hesitation, Zhao Yichen embarked on this road leading to the ghost post office.

This path seemed to be far away from the ghost post office, but Zhao Yichen walked it quickly.

This is not because he uses supernatural power, but because the road of the ghost post office carries some kind of supernatural power.

This kind of situation also exists in the world in the painting. Although the oil paintings drawn by Zhao Yichen look huge and the roads are very long, in fact, if you walk through a certain passage for a short distance, you will directly reach another world in the painting .

Walking into the ghost post office, Zhao Yichen took out his phone and took a look. The current time is 05:30, half an hour before the lights are turned off.

Of course, because the door opener has been restricted, even if the lights of the post office are turned off, Zhao Yichen is not too worried.

Without the ghost who opens the door, you will die if you turn off the lights, and the ghost post office is not so dangerous after the lights are turned off.

However, he wasn't too curious about the ghost post office. The ghost paint had already been obtained, and now there was nothing worthy of his attention at the ghost post office.

He came to deliver the letter just to remove himself as a messenger.

Not long after, the door of the ghost post office opened again, and this time it was Zhou Tianyi who entered.

Just seeing Zhao Yichen, Zhou Tianyi's face showed joy.

"Boss, are you here too?"

Zhao Yichen nodded, "It's time to deliver the next letter."

"Let's go, pick a room each."

After the ghost post office was attacked by the ghost who opened the door last time, the two also understood the rules on the first floor of the post office.

Only one person can live in a room.

Although the door-opening ghosts have been restricted, there are quite a few ghosts imprisoned in the ghost post office. Who knows if breaking the rules will attract stronger ghosts.

Adhering to the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, choosing two rooms is undoubtedly the most appropriate.

The two chose two adjacent rooms and entered the room. After all, the post office was about to turn off the lights.

Back in the room, Zhao Yichen had nothing to do, so he took out the ghost pen and started drawing again.

But this time, the material he used for painting was a little different. What he held in his hand was not a blank scroll, but a scroll of a blood man ghost slave.

Using ghost paint, Zhao Yichen slowly changed the appearance of the blood man in the painting. As the ghost brush continued to wave, a person with an image similar to Wei Jing soon appeared in the painting.

Wei Jing in the painting is expressionless, with a cold look on his face.

'It seems that using the picture scroll made by the ghost slave to paint will not make the other party's consciousness appear together, nor will there be such a situation that cannot be controlled. '

'Then next, I just need to smear the ghost Zhong Weijing's body with the black ghost blood again, so that he can act on his own like the ghost baby picture scroll. '

Coming to a conclusion, Zhao Yichen's face brightened, he took Wei Jing's portrait into the world in the painting, and smeared black ghost blood on Wei Jing's body.

As the black ghost blood was smeared, the expression on Wei Jing's face began to change, and the scroll became pitch black.

A coffin-like black ghost appeared in the scroll.

'Although the replicas painted by ghost paint are not real ghosts, as long as someone remembers them, they will not really die, so this Weijing picture scroll also has the ability to be immortal like ghosts. '

'Although there are only six layers of ghosts, it is enough to deal with many ghost masters. '

'After all, Wei Jing is equivalent to a ghost that has stopped growing, and has the ability to suppress ghosts without a brain. '

Put the scroll away and put it in the spiritual space of the bone frame, Zhao Yichen didn't use the ghost paint again.

The person copied by the ghost paint will not grow, but will always maintain the original strength of the person drawn.

Now the captains of the headquarters are not strong enough, it is not the time to copy their supernatural power.

Time soon came to the second day.

Zhao Yichen checked the bedside and the door, but found no letter that needed to be delivered.

"It looks like a red letter is going to be sent."

Looking at Zhou Tianyi who also couldn't find the letter he needed, Zhao Yichen said.

He looked calm and didn't seem to have too many disturbances. Obviously, he wasn't too worried about the red letter.

Coming to an old counter in the hall on the first floor, Zhao Yichen picked up the letter on the counter.

The letter was red as Zhao Yichen thought.

There is an address on the letter.

Tai O City, Minghong Street, the seventh building, Room No. [-].

Zhao Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly, seven, this number seems to have a special meaning in the eyes of ghost masters in the Republic of China, what will happen to him if he sends a letter to Building No. [-] now?

"Newbie, put down the letter in your hand."

At this moment, a man's voice sounded, with disdain for Zhao Yichen in his eyes.

Seeing that Zhao Yichen and Zhou Tianyi did not put down the letter in their hands, but instead looked at him indifferently, with a look of impatience on their faces.

"I told you to put down the letter in your hand, can't you hear me?"

The man pulled out a pistol and aimed it at the two men.

When Zhao Yichen saw this scene, his expression turned cold.

"Wang Xiang, don't be impulsive."

At this time, another man's voice came, stopping this guy named Wang Xiang.

The man walked to Wang Xiang's side and said in a low voice.

"These two people are not new people. The last time I met them, the two of them entered the same room just before the lights were turned off."

The man didn't say much, but Wang Xiang's eyes revealed a look of disbelief.

He is very clear about the rules on the first floor of the post office, that is, after the lights are turned off, there can only be one person in a room at most, and if it exceeds, something bad will happen.

Seeing Wang Xiang's appearance, the man continued.

"And what about the next day, two ghosts appeared not far from their room, a weird child, and a weird old man."

"The child stepped on the old man, and the two ghosts just remained motionless, and they didn't know when they disappeared."

After Wang Xiang heard it, he suddenly smiled and said: "Liu Long, even if you want to win over these two newcomers, you should give some good reasons anyway. Who would believe such words?"

"Two people entered a room, and then two ghosts appeared outside the room, one stepping on the other."

"What are they doing? Stacking arhats?"

There was killing intent in Wang Xiang's eyes, because he saw Zhao Yichen put the red letter in his pocket.

"Hand over the letter. The red letter is not something newcomers like you should take. If you accidentally lose it, it will cause the whole building to die with you."

"Noisy." Zhao Yichen's face turned completely cold. He was being pointed at with a gun all the time. Although he couldn't hurt himself, no one liked this feeling.

As the voice fell, Zhao Yichen just glanced at Wang Xiang, and a huge scroll behind him directly pulled him into the painting, turned into a portrait and fell to the ground.

As ghost painters become more and more terrifying, coupled with the completion of puzzles, this ability to directly turn others into picture scrolls no longer requires direct contact.

Of course, the main reason is that this Wang Xiang is just an ordinary person, not a ghost, and has no ability to resist.

"Ah~"

A woman screamed and looked in the direction of the sound. It was a woman with a rather delicate face.

It may be that the weird scene of directly turning a person into a picture scroll frightened her, so she looked extremely frightened at this moment.

The originally exquisite appearance also appeared slightly distorted because of fear, "Ghost~Ghost~Ghost~"

The woman pointed at Zhao Yichen with a look of fear.

Except for that woman, there were quite a few people who showed signs of fear at this time.

Among them was Liu Long who was standing not far from Zhao Yichen. His face was full of panic, as if he hadn't thought that the man in front of him actually possessed the ability like a ghost.

At the same time, Liu Long looked at the weird oil paintings hanging on the first floor. Many of the expressions on the oil paintings were similar to those of Wang Xiang who had just been turned into a painting by Zhao Yichen.

'Is it a ghost?Or someone who has mastered some kind of supernatural power? '

Fortunately, Liu Long's personality is relatively mature, and he quickly came back to his senses after a short period of fear, and asked with a trace of nervousness.

"I don't know who the two are?"

Zhao Yichen didn't answer and looked at Zhou Tianyi beside him.

Zhou Tianyi paused when he heard the words, and said.

"You can think that we are people like Interpol, who deliberately came to the ghost post office to investigate the situation of the ghost post office."

"This is my captain, that is, my boss, Zhao Yichen." Zhou Tianyi pointed to Zhao Yichen and said.

"As for me, my name is Zhou Tianyi."

"Interpol, so you are here to rescue the people in the ghost post office?"

Liu Long said with joy when he heard the words.

Zhou Tianyi shook his head.

"No, you have already broken into the supernatural circle. It is unrealistic to rescue you. You can only rely on your own ability to get out of here."

"We just came here to solve some supernatural events in the ghost post office, and let's see what kind of impact the ghost post office will have."

Liu Long was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he still said it.

"Then can we let us follow you when sending a letter? Don't worry, we will never cause you any trouble."

There was expectation in Liu Long's tone.

"Yes, but let's say it first, we will not deliberately protect you."

Without waiting for Zhou Tianyi to say anything, Zhao Yichen agreed.

"Are there any couriers who need to deliver messages? Come here and gather all of them."

The indifferent voice did not frighten the group of messengers, but joy appeared on their faces.

Although they have experienced supernatural events, as ordinary people, they still trust the role of the police very much.

When everyone gathered, there were eight people including Zhao Yichen, and if Wang Xiang who was turned into a picture scroll was counted, there were nine people.

"The delivery address this time is Room [-], Building [-], Minghong Street, Tai O City."

"The time limit for sending the letter is three days. I don't care what method you use to investigate. We will gather at the entrance of Minghong Street, Tai O City in three days."

"If someone doesn't come within the specified time, it will be regarded as giving up."

Zhao Yichen's voice was flat, without any fluctuation.

"This is natural. Everyone knows the rules of the post office. The delivery of letters must not exceed the stipulated time, so we will go there by ourselves."

After asking the group of messengers to introduce himself and having a brief exchange with the group of messengers, Zhao Yichen brought Zhou Tianyi back to the real world.

The reason why he agreed with the group of people to deliver the letter with them was mainly because the ghost post office had some connections with many ghost masters from the Republic of China period.

It is very likely that there will be some customs related to the Republic of China. If the number of people is not enough, it may be very troublesome.

And in the process of sending letters here, he and Zhou Tianyi also needed some people who could help test the law of ghosts killing people.

After all, Zhao Yichen's current body is just a derived avatar. If some powerful spiritual attacks are triggered, it is very likely that he will not be able to withstand it.

Moreover, Zhou Tianyi only controlled two ghosts and evil ghost masters, and it was still very dangerous to meet some revived ghosts from the ghost masters of the Republic of China.

It could even be said that even Zhao Yichen would be in danger during the mission of delivering the letter.

"Wang Yaxin, help me investigate the situation in Room [-], Building [-], Minghong Street, Tai O City."

Zhao Yichen said into the walkie-talkie.

Wang Yaxin: "Okay, I'll investigate right away."

After a while, Wang Yaxin's voice sounded.

"Da O City, the situation of the seventh building in Minghong Street has been checked."

"There are not many special circumstances in the seventh building, and nothing abnormal has been found in the past two years."

Zhao Yichen didn't say anything when he heard this, maybe there was a certain older ghost master who was about to revive the ghost recently.

"Well, it seems that I can only wait for me to go and have a look."

After the investigation, it was found that there was no information worth noting, so he left Dachang City and headed for Da'ao City.

He needs to investigate the situation in Tai O City in advance, and at the same time wants to see a person.

He Yuelian, the woman who controlled the mummy bride and ghost painting in the original novel.

This time, he didn't use the ghost to make his way, but asked Wang Yaxin to arrange for him to go to Tai O City by helicopter.

However, the speed of the helicopter is not too slow. If you are not in a hurry, using a helicopter is also a good choice.

But Zhao Yichen didn't think about it too much, but the others had to think about it.

"Ghost painter Zhao Yichen is going to Da O City." Such news soon spread throughout the ghost circles in Da O City.

In a modern society, the importance of information and intelligence is self-evident.

Especially some folk ghost masters are more sensitive to various news, and no one wants to be a fool who is kept in the dark.

The helicopter soon arrived at Tai O City, and followed Zhao Yichen out of the helicopter.

A man in a suit who was sitting on a lounge chair pretending to be reading a magazine suddenly changed his expression, then quickly looked away, his whole body tensed up subconsciously.

With just such a glance, he felt in his mind that someone would come out and kill him at any moment.

A strong sense of crisis welled up in his heart. He knew what kind of existence he was secretly monitoring, so he also knew the risks involved.

'In the original book, the ghost master who took refuge abroad didn't dare to come, but just sent an ordinary person to watch me? '

Zhao Yichen looked around, but there wasn't a single ghost rider.

'But it doesn't matter, don't mess with me, I'll go and see He Yuelian, and then I'll leave after delivering the letter. '

'If you mess with me, knock him out. '

In fact, his conjecture was not wrong.

In a very ordinary tea restaurant in Tai O City.

A man wearing a leather jacket and a turban on his head, about 28 years old, is sitting at the dining table drinking milk tea, eating pineapple buns, chewing vigorously, and staring at the opposite side with a blank expression.

"Luo Sheng, ghost painter Zhao Yichen appeared here for no reason, why are you still in the mood to eat here?"

"After all, you and I should be very aware of the rumors about Zhao Yichen. This is a person who only likes to find some supernatural events with a relatively high degree of danger."

"He appeared in Tai O City, does it mean that there is a horrible and supernatural event in Tai O City that we have not noticed?"

Luo Sheng, the person in charge of Tai O City, didn't react much to the young man's words, and said calmly.

"You also said that Zhao Yichen is a guy who likes to find dangerous supernatural events. Can I participate in the supernatural events he took the initiative to deal with?"

"Besides, Zhao Yichen is a captain-level figure, one of the twelve strongest ghost masters in the headquarters, let alone Zhao Yichen is likely to be the strongest captain.".
"What does he want to do, can we stop it? The only thing we can do is to treat everything as if we don't know, and wait for him to finish the matter and leave. I don't want to be accidentally killed by him."

Speaking of this, there was a trace of fear in Luo Sheng's eyes. He had seen the scene of the confrontation between ghosts and ghosts between Ghost Painting and Zhao Yichen.

(End of this chapter)