Chapter 418 Makeup and Painting
A strange scene is currently showing in the frame.
After King Li Gui, codenamed Painter, revived and was held by the ghost-painting woman, his body became extremely stiff and he could not move even a little bit. His dead eyes were wide open, as if he was frightened.
It wanted to escape from the hand of the ghostly painting woman and escape from the constraints of the frame, but it was suppressed tightly, as if it was frozen in place.
“It’s really unexpected.”
Liang Wensong was stunned, staring at the scene in the painting in disbelief.
The horror of ghost paintings completely overwhelms oil paintings. If Liang Xingyang is willing, he can now directly merge the ghosts in the two paintings, making each other a puzzle and merging together.
Liang Xingyang’s face was calm, and there was no surprise in his heart. He stared at the picture frame in front of him, but he was thoughtful.
He did not regret giving up the ghost painting puzzle, and was thinking about how to help Liang Wensong control the supernatural power of oil painting.
Every time a ghost controller controls a ghost, he needs to take the risk of death. Only by taking risks can he have a chance of success.
It is relatively easy to control an unresuscitated ghost, but the ghost in the oil painting is in a state of complete recovery and is beyond the control range.
Even if Liang Wensong is suppressed by the curse of the post office, the risk of control is still very high. If he is forcibly controlled, he will directly be in a state of recovery and cannot establish a supernatural balance.
A very important point is that the oil painting ghost possesses the wisdom of a living person. Even if this kind of alien among ghosts establishes a supernatural balance, Liang Wensong may be eroded by the supernatural and become neither human nor ghost.
Based on several considerations, Liang Xingyang peeled off the problem in his mind, slowly straightened out the difficulties in control, and began to think of ways to solve it.
He has a deep understanding of supernatural power. As long as he finds a hint of inspiration and opens an opening, he can find the correct idea.
As soon as Liang Wensong opened his eyes, it became clear that Liang Xingyang was thinking about a plan. After being silent for a while, he slowly said: "This ghost is a whole composed of a resurrected painter and a drawing board. It is too difficult to control a painter with the wisdom of a living person. Give me some time." , maybe we can find ideas from that old drawing board.”
In fact, his real plan is to brainstorm ideas. There are more than thirty dead messengers in the ghost post office in the oil painting. In order to be free, the dead souls must be better than him. It is urgent to find a solution to control it.
“Give me thirty minutes to think about it.”
Liang Xingyang murmured, staring at the picture frame placed on the coffee table, especially the scene in the painting, frowning and dazed. .
In a trance, a white dove of inspiration seemed to fly out of the ghost-painted woman, passing by his eyes, but inadvertently slipped through his fingertips, leaving him with nothing.
Liang Wensong frowned and moved his gaze to the frame, but didn't find anything from it.
Although the two have mostly the same memories, their experiences are completely different, resulting in a vastly different understanding of supernatural powers.
He failed to find at least one clue.
As for those thirty minutes, it was the limit time that the replaced ghost-painted woman could maintain, and he understood this.
Liang Wensong advised in a deep voice: "It is difficult to control ghosts with the wisdom of living people. It is better for you to change to a simpler way of thinking. I will inform the messenger of the dead souls, and maybe I can find out the stolen information from their life experiences. The supernatural way of drawing board.”
Is it really impossible to control a ghost with the wisdom of a living person?
Not even close.
Liang Xingyang was thinking crazily in his mind, staring at the scene in the painting, and his eyes moved to the face with blurred features of the ghost-painted woman, her pupils gradually brightened, emitting a faint silver light.
Suddenly, there was a sense of relief in his tone: "I found it."
After reading everything, he found a solution.
Ghost makeup and ghost faces are a perfect match, but ghost makeup and a woman with ghost paintings are also a perfect match, and may even form a puzzle.
Ghost make-up is flawed. Make-up will also rot the face, but there is no need to worry about this with ghost faces, because ghost faces will not be eroded by ghost make-up.
As for the woman with ghost paintings, don’t worry, her face with blurred features is missing a piece of delicate and perfect makeup to cover it.
If you have the face of Yue Lian, the ghost master during the Republic of China, matching the ghost makeup will naturally be the most flawless bridal makeup.
Liang Wensong quickly asked: "What solution have you found?"
Incredibly, in a short period of time, could the subject really find a solution?
“Ghosts with the wisdom of living people are not unsolvable. As long as the wisdom in the ghost’s instinct is erased through other supernatural powers, it can be like restoring the factory settings, and the ghost becomes hopeful to control.” Liang Xingyang narrowed his eyes. , "The supernatural power with such characteristics must be Zhang Dong."
Liang Wensong was startled and asked: "Do you want to take the oil painting to the ancient house and use Zhang Dong's hand to erase the ghost's supernatural power? ?”
Liang Xingyang said thoughtfully: "Maybe I have to go there. But it's not about using Zhang Dong to deal with the oil painting ghost. The makeup box in Ahong's hand is in the mirror space. Ghost painting is very suitable for mastering ghost makeup. For supernatural power, just borrow Zhang Dong’s supernatural power.”
In the original work, Tong Qian painted Zhang Dong’s makeup on the ghost’s face, causing the ghost’s weird smile to be erased by the ghost, and finally fell into silence.
According to this idea, a reverse operation can be performed.
Only by applying Zhang Dong's makeup to the face of the oil painting ghost, the ghost painting woman has a chance to erase the wisdom stolen by the oil painting ghost. Instead, she uses Zhang Dong's hand to suppress the oil painting ghost in the ancient house, which has the effect of The effect is not good.
Escaped from the suppression of the ancient house, the oil painting ghost will definitely revive quickly, just like the red spear in Yang Jian's hand in the original work.
Liang Wensong did some calculations in his mind and felt that the plan was feasible.
Liang Xingyang pondered for a moment and then said: "Ahong and Li Jun were both broken in the captain's hands, and even the red makeup box fell into the captain's hands. I have to find a way to get them back. , so it is most convenient to go to the ancient house once.”
To this day, the captain is still trapped deep in the ghost mirror.
It is still very difficult to get Ahong's makeup box back from Li Gui. The captain is the condensed spirit of the ghost ship. Whenever the captain is touched, the spirit will fade away quickly. Even the ghosts cannot guarantee to suppress the number of spirits that are enough to fuse with the ghost ship.
Once the confrontation fails, the captain gets the supernatural power of the ghost, which may cause the situation to get out of control. This is also the reason why he has not completely eliminated the captain so far, but only temporarily imprisoned him.
Liang Wensong nodded and said, "Then let's go."
Let's just leave.
Liang Xingyang threw the picture frame on the coffee table into the mirror space and said, "You don't have to go there, I'll come back as soon as I go."
With a flash of silver light, he left the ghost post office and rushed towards Dazhou City.
It was Mr. Qin's suggestion that the ancient house be located in Dazhou City. However, due to his intervention, Yang Jian was not half as supernatural as driving the supernatural bus, and the captain was not tricked by Yang Jian and Ye Zhen. Enter the ancient house.
However, things go round and round, and the captain cannot escape the fate of visiting the mysterious place of the ancient house.
The bright silver light flashes, Dazhou City has arrived.
"If you want to break into a supernatural place, you must break the boundaries of reality."
Without the help of a supernatural bus, Liang Xingyang doesn't know the exact location of the ancient house, but he has ghosts, and through the invasion of ghosts, he can still break the boundaries Falling into an old house is just not as easy as the supernatural power of a supernatural bus.
Of course, falling into an ancient house is a very dangerous act. It is easy to be targeted by Zhang Dong, who has revived the evil ghost. The ghost will be wiped out and fall into silence, and he will be suppressed in the dark ancient house forever.
It took so long for Zhang Dong Li Gui to wake up, but it was not like he had just recovered when he sent the letter. Of course, he is not the original ghost controller who only fused eight mirror ghosts.
The place he wants to go to is, to be precise, the patio of the ancient house.
Later, the wishing ghost's supernatural powers came into play, locating him to the location of the ancient mansion's supernatural place corresponding to the real world.
He came here and stood in the middle of the bottom of a building. This corresponded to the entrance to the patio on the roof of the ancient house. Then he moved back a few steps to avoid falling into the ancient house after invading. In the courtyard of the house.
Liang Xingyang turned on the ghost ghost without hesitation, his silver reflective pupils flashed with silver light, and with the supernatural assistance of the wishing ghost, another scene was reflected.
The blocks in the distance disappeared, and a dark, gloomy forest emerged, while the open space at the feet turned into old, moldy tiles, which were continuously intertwined to form the roof of the ancient house.
And four or five steps away from him, the entrance to the patio also appeared.
Breaking the boundaries of reality through the invasion of ghosts, he came to a cold and strange supernatural land.
Coming here, the ghost's heart beats faster and the ghost blood flows faster. The ghost's shadow wants to escape from reality and turns into a projection. The supernatural beings all over his body send him a frantic warning at the first time.
“In the Republic of China, the top ghost masters tried every means to dismember the ghosts after their death to reduce the horror of the ghost’s resurrection. But Zhang Dong did not. He listened to Mr. Qin’s prediction and remained useful to deal with the captain’s threat. "
"Fortunately, not many people know about it here, and no one will disturb the ancient house. The dead Zhang Dong relied on his instincts to manage this old forest, keeping this supernatural place from getting out of control for the time being."
"But there are always flaws in the management of corpses. A few ghosts have escaped from the edge of the old forest, just waiting for the bus. The car passed by and left this dangerous forbidden area with the help of the bus call. ”
Liang Xingyang was still calm in his heart. He looked at the dark and gloomy old forest nearby, and walked lightly on the roof to prevent himself from stepping on the tiles and falling into the ancient house, and being stared at by the evil spirits wandering inside.
Soon, he came to the courtyard, lay down on the tiles and looked down at the situation below. Then he carefully moved his position and peeked into the lobby of the ancient house from this angle.
There is a black Taishi chair placed in the open space in the middle of the lobby. A thin and terrifying figure is sitting on it. The sitting posture is as serious as a patriarch. It is the long-dead Zhang Dong.
Not far away there is an old, stone-gray statue standing quietly, it is Tang Yerong.
Phew!
Without thinking wildly, Liang Xingyang took a deep breath, exuding a cold aura, and a ball of rich silver light came out of his hand, which he continued to pull and deform, outlining a square outline.
This ghost mirror cannot reflect human figures because it is covered with many square patterns. It is like a whirlpool formed by the superposition of mirrors. The captain of the ghost ship is imprisoned in the deepest part.
“Crack.”
The sound was like breaking glass, and the world behind the mirror also had countless cracks instantly like broken glass.
A cold wind came from the depths of the crack, seeming to be blowing from the depths of the vast passage. The moment the mirror space shattered, it also attracted the captain's attention.
As the strong cold air filled the air, the small black dots in the middle of the square whirlpool changed and were gradually expanding.
A man with a rotten face and a numb expression, like a ghost, was walking out of it with heavy and stiff steps.
The next moment.
Liang Xingyang’s eyes moved, he threw the broken ghost mirror in his hand into the patio, and then silently watched the situation below.
Cang Dang!
The broken ghost mirror that fell hit the ground with the floor tiles. It was not broken, but made a sound.
The sound was actually not loud, but it seemed particularly harsh in the silent old house.
No supernatural beings are allowed to appear in the ancient house. The appearance of the ghost mirror's supernatural aura immediately triggered the taboo and attracted the attention of the old man sitting on the black Taishi chair.
Gah...
A strange sound sounded, which was the sound of a chair rubbing against the ground.
The old man sitting on the chair moved, and heavy footsteps sounded, slowly walking towards the broken ghost mirror that fell into the patio.
Liang Xingyang hid on the roof, staring at the activities in the ancient house with gloating eyes.
The old man is getting closer and closer.
The broken mirror surface was almost covered with black spots, a thin black mist invaded, and an illusory man's figure walked out quickly.
But the old man's footsteps stopped, and a skinny arm covered with corpse spots slowly lifted up, aiming at the ghost mirror on the floor tiles and the thin black mist shaking, as if wiping the glass. stains.
"Bang bang bang bang~"
The slightly invisible square outline of the mirror covered with black spots disappeared at an extremely fast speed, and the sound of glass exploding kept coming.
The thin black mist is also disappearing quickly, preventing the captain's ghost from spreading.
However, the old man’s raised skinny palm did not stop and continued to shake, as if saying goodbye.
With the second wave of his hand, the broken ghost mirror on the floor tiles was wiped from the world and disappeared without leaving any trace.
The captain had no intention of resisting when he came out of the trap. Don't you guess, he seemed to be aware of the old man's terror. He raised his head directly and peered into the faintly lit patio above. A thin black mist poured out of his body. When the old man waved his hand for the third time, The remaining gap moves towards the wellhead.
However, something strange happened. Something gray like paper dust fell from the top of the head, blocking the erosion of the black fog.
Suddenly.
The light at the entrance of the well suddenly dimmed, and countless women wearing red wedding dresses with blurred facial features fell. One after another, white and cold palms covered the captain who was still in the air, dragging him back to the ancient house.
At this moment.
The old man's third wave came, erasing traces of the supernatural in a large area.
The gray ghosts and thin black mist disappeared together, and the countless women covering the captain also disappeared. The facial features on the captain's face also quickly blurred, turning him into a faceless person.
However, the old man's attacks continued. With his wave of hands again and again, all the derivative ghost-painted women who fell into the ancient house were wiped out.
The captain’s supernatural traces left in this world became fewer and fewer, and eventually even his body disappeared completely.
The abnormality that just appeared in the ancient house disappeared in an instant.
However, there are still a few things left behind. After all, Zhang Dong can only erase the traces of supernatural beings, but cannot erase the real ghosts.
One of them is an old wooden rudder, and this rudder is the real captain. In addition, there are mottled, faded, moldy and rotten makeup boxes, a dry and colorless skeleton body with no skull, a dull and colorless skull mask, dark eye sockets, and a charred clay figurine.
"The captain's rudder, A Hong's dressing box, Li Jun's ghost skeleton and ghost figurines, and the clever ghosts." Liang Xingyang stared at the remaining things on the floor tiles under the patio and identified them one by one.
At this time, the old man cleared away the supernatural beings that had mixed into the ancient house, turned around slowly, walked stiffly back to the lobby, and sat back on the black Taishi chair. Facing the patio, looking out at the gate, waiting for the next intruder to arrive.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly and he said: "Ghosts cannot enter the ancient house, but as long as there are enough, there is a chance to lure away the ghosts and help me get these things back."
A cold aura filled the air, and superimposed versions of themselves emerged one after another, and then they ran towards the patio, scrambling to jump in.
As soon as the person landed, he immediately went to pick up the items on the floor tiles, but a terrifying supernatural force approached, and the body disappeared out of thin air in less than a second.
Some people did not pick up the things, but ran away to the other side, trying to lure away the old man on the black Taishi chair, but the traces were still wiped out.
However, there was an endless stream of people jumping off the patio, and there were always one or two fish that slipped through the net and managed to lure the scary old man away a little.
A few minutes later, a few things were missing from the floor tiles under the patio, leaving only an old rudder.
Freed from the oppression of the ancient house, the faded and decayed cosmetic box gradually regained its brightness. Like a ghost skeleton that has been turned into yellow and withered bones by years of wind and sun, it has gradually transformed into a gloomy pale white.
The pair of dark-eyed ghosts and the burning ghost figurines were thrown into the mirror space and imprisoned mercilessly before they could complete their recovery.
Only the dull and colorless skull mask did not change color or move. It was like a dead thing. After the old man erased the supernatural traces, it seemed to have faded permanently and could never be restored.
"The supernatural power of the skull ghost makeup has failed, and Li Jun is gone."
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and his whole body exuded a bright silver light. Ghosts invaded the boundaries of reality, and the ghosts from the ancient house return to the real world.
Then, through the post office's guidance, he set foot on the winding path and returned to the ghost post office.
"How's it going?"
Liang Wensong stood in front of the glass revolving door, as if he had been waiting.
Liang Xingyang gave a rough explanation and said: "It went well, but I just left the captain in the ancient house."
Without Zhang Dong's suppression, the captain will also recover. In addition to continuing There is no other good way to be imprisoned in the ghost mirror. It is better to stay in the ancient house and keep Zhang Dong company.
"No more wasting time, let's start implementing the plan."
Liang Xingyang did not rest, but directly took out the picture frame and threw the red makeup box in. Not only that, he also brought Liang Wensong in with him.
Within the frame is the world of ghost paintings. Even if Liang Wensong comes in, the curse of the ghost post office will not be triggered.
The ghost painting woman held the hand of the oil painting ghost, and wrote in mid-air with her other hand: "I don't know how to put on makeup, let Ah Hong do the makeup."
Liang Xingyang also Without hesitation, he directly used the supernatural power of the deceiving ghost in the ghost necklace to create A Hong's body, and used the supernatural power of the newspaper ghost to cover A Hong's face for this unconscious body.
"Is this here?"
After a while, Ahong's memory recovered from this body, and she looked around with confused eyes.
The memory A Hong archived on Mirror Ghost is incomplete. The memory still stays at the time when he asked him to restore his face, and he is completely blank about what happened after that.
In the future, he plans to leave the makeup box to Gui Hua for use, so Ahong will only need to be a good tool for this mission.
"A Hong, you will obey my orders unconditionally." The ghost necklace shook. Under the influence of the deceptive ghost's supernatural power, A Hong's eyes became more confused.
"Help me draw the makeup of Zhang Dong on this ghost's face."
Liang Xingyang put the red makeup box in his hand and the photo of Zhang Dong created by the ghost's supernatural power into A Hong's hand. He went up and pointed at the oil painting ghost who was held by the ghost painting and couldn't move.
A Hong’s eyes were blank, and when the order was given, he nodded in a daze. She glanced at the photo, opened the red makeup box, and applied weird paint on the oil ghost's face without fear.
After a while, the face of the oil painting ghost changed completely, from the appearance of a painter to an old man with a serious face and a bit of majesty.
The ghost makeup is taking effect, trying to borrow Zhang Dong's supernatural powers.
At this moment, the ghost-painted woman seemed to sense the arrival of an extremely terrifying supernatural force, and decisively let go of her holding hands.
The stiff expression of the oil painting ghost changed slightly, feeling his own changes, and there was huge fear in his dead eyes.
At this moment, both body and consciousness are being erased and crushed bit by bit by a terrifying supernatural force.
No evil ghost can carry such a terrifying supernatural power. The painter's body was directly wiped away, exposing the evil ghost residing in the corpse. However, the ghost makeup was still firmly imprinted on Li Gui's face like a gangrene attached to the bone.
The evil continues.
The ghost's supernatural powers gradually became quieter, and the bright and weird ghost makeup gradually faded.
Three minutes later.
Even the ghost makeup has been wiped away and no longer exists.
Liang Xingyang created a photo of Li Qingzhi through the ghost necklace, gave it to A Hong and ordered: "A Hong, draw Li Qingzhi's makeup on the face of the ghost-painted woman."
Passed The splicing of ghosts and ghosts is miraculous, and Liang Wensong will finally control the silent ghost of oil painting and regain his freedom. (End of chapter)