Chapter 211 Matching
Under the dim and yellow light.
Two waves of confrontational forces formed in the post office hall, but as Yang Jian made it clear about the status of Interpol, these dead souls gradually became quiet.
They did not have to save Zhang Xianguang, but they could not just sit idly by in the face of the attack, otherwise one of them might be the next one to suffer.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly realized that Zhang Xianguang had very few supernatural powers. If he can be replaced, his memory can be easily stolen, and the dye drawing method will naturally be known soon.
A flash of white light flashed in his silver reflective pupils, and the image of Zhang Xianguang was reflected inside, and the shadow became clearer and clearer.
“I almost forgot, there is this.”
He thought of something at this time, paused the replacement process, used his palm soaked in ghost blood, and took out an inconspicuous stone from the other party. Transparent glass ball.
This is a supernatural item that can transfer one's consciousness to another body and coexist with the original consciousness.
The spirit ghost also has the ability to transfer consciousness, but it has the limitation of one-to-one exchange. With the supernatural combination of glass balls, it is not impossible to integrate multiple consciousnesses into one.
The ghost blood was stained on the transparent glass ball. This supernatural object was quiet and made no movement.
The mirror ghost was replaced. Zhang Xianguang was sucked into the mirror space and disappeared from the oil painting. The nails in the coffin were also returned to Yang Jian.
Liang Xingyang narrowed his eyes slightly. After the replacement was successful, a large number of memories come to mind.
Zhang Xianguang was still living an ordinary life, until he unexpectedly received a letter from a ghost post office and became a new messenger. With the dream of escaping from the ghost post office, he desperately survived countless letter delivery tasks and eventually became the third As a manager, he was deeply tied to the post office.
A lifetime of memories stolen.
The secrets of restarting the reflections of the five corpse oil lamps, the method of using dyes to draw ghosts, and the method of painting oil paintings of messengers were all revealed one by one.
Information about Zhang Xianguang, Nie Yingping, Lin Han, Du Hong, Zhang Ying, Song Xinhai, Zhang Xian and others involved in outside activities emerged.
On the other side, Zhang Xianguang's face was solemn, and he got up from the mirror space, but he didn't know what kind of place it was.
The manager is protected by the curse of the post office and his consciousness will not die. But once you leave the post office, you will be cursed by the post office and your consciousness will disappear quickly.
Mirror Ghost's mirror space is still within the scope of the post office, so nothing happened to him.
Oil painting of the post office lobby.
Yang Xiao suddenly said: "What are you going to do with Zhang Xianguang?"
Liang Xingyang said: "You can't let him out, otherwise it will be difficult to catch him if he hides on the fifth floor. Him. I have two plans, the first is dismemberment. Seal him like Tian Xiaoyue. The second one is to take him out of the post office and let the curse of the post office kill him."
Yang Jian said with a puzzled face: "Tian Xiaoyue?"
The dead soul. They were also surprised and did not understand the meaning of the words.
Liang Xingyang thought for a while, and used the excuse of stealing memories to sell Zhang Xianguang, and told him about his sneak attack to kill Luo Wensong and dismember Tian Xiaoyue. Moreover, the information about the ghost paintings in his hands and the fact that Zhang Xianguang and a group of people were working on the Peach Blossom Land plan were not concealed from the outside world.
"You actually mastered ghost painting?" Yang Xiao looked stern.
When the dead souls heard these words, they were completely excited.
"Is Zhang Xianguang a madman? He actually wanted to drag the entire city into the world of ghost paintings. Fortunately, he was stopped."
"Isn't this better? Turn the outside into We can go out to the world of oil painting.”
"Fart, I don't want my descendants to live in ghosts. But if this guy is in charge of ghost painting, we will have a chance to go out."
"I have been trapped here for so many years, I didn't expect to be able to go out and see it. The outside world.”
“I don’t believe this kid really has a ghost painting.”
The dead souls found it difficult to accept Zhang Xianguang’s crazy plan. , people were excited.
Yang Jian said in a deep voice rationally: "Two Zhang Xianguang, since this fell into our hands, I think it is more appropriate to kill them."
Yang Xiao also agreed: "Get rid of him, otherwise the manager and the other Zhang Xianguang will cooperate inside and outside, and they may cause a big mess."
Liang Xing raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the Yang family's father and son were so decisive, without even a trace. He hesitated, wanting to get rid of Zhang Xianguang and then hurry up.
"Not only that, you stole his memory, try to find the team hiding outside and deal with it. Otherwise, the enemy hiding in the dark will bring great hidden dangers to you." Yang Xiao added.
"The post office can have multiple managers. Since Luo Wensong is dead, let's kill Tian Xiaoyue and Zhang Xianguang together. It is the best choice for the clone No. 1 to take charge of the ghost post office alone." Liang Xingyang thought silently in his heart. , I feel that after killing Zhang Xianguang, it would be best to kill Tian Xiaoyue at the same time.
In this case, the ghost post office has become his back garden.
When the clone No. 1 becomes the manager, he uses the ghost necklace to change his appearance into He Yuelian, which meets the conditions of ghost painting memories. With the help of the ghost bride's remaining consciousness, he continues to complete all plans for Zhang Xianguang's reappearance.
Based on the strength of the Ghost Bride, try to control Luo Wensong’s puzzle. Even if he can't control Luo Wensong's ghost puzzle, it doesn't matter.
The ghost bride and the ghost post office have achieved a terrifying combination.
In addition to the benefit of the post office curse to protect the consciousness, the administrator can get rid of the restriction of being unable to leave the post office and use ghosts to move the ghost post office to leave Dahan City. If all the ghosts imprisoned in the ghost post office are released...< br>
Clone No. 1’s strength surpasses that of a Seventh Elder, which does not seem to be difficult to achieve.
If he does this, the results of Zhang Xianguang's decades of planning, the ghost post office, and the dead souls collected over the decades will be stolen by him.
While he was thinking, a revenant wearing a floral dress said: "Although you say you have mastered ghost paintings, what evidence is there to prove it?"
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly. , scarlet blood flowed out from under his feet, forming a pool of blood on the ground.
"This is the evidence."
He lifted a corner of the frame of the ghost painting out of the pool of blood. Part of the blood faded away, revealing the flawless woman's face in the oil painting.
As the face of the woman with the ghost painting was revealed, some dead souls saw the ghost painting and recalled it, and the dim and yellow lights in the post office hall began to flicker. The supernatural effect affected the lights, and there were signs of a ghost in the post office.
Some thin paper dust suddenly fell from the sky, forming a gray area nearby.
And more and more paper dust is falling, seemingly endless.
Yang Xiao glared at the woman in the floral skirt, and then said: "With the Source Ghost Painting, we can occasionally go out for activities, and we don't have to be trapped here day after day without seeing the light of day. But everyone also I have to do my best to help them deal with some supernatural incidents, otherwise I will be the first to refuse."
The dead souls discussed it and agreed with a smile.
Yang Xiao added: "Put the ghost painting away first."
Liang Xingyang nodded when he heard this, and pressed the frame back into the ghost blood with his hands firmly.
The gray area dissipated immediately.
A pool of blood squirmed, drawn by the ghost heart, and flowed into the body.
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