Chapter 209 Dreaming

Countless huge oil paintings almost hang on the walls.

Liang Xingyang walked forward and looked at the oil paintings carefully. Some were enchanting women wearing cheongsams, some were country girls wearing floral skirts, and some were serious middle-aged men wearing grey gowns.

He doesn't know Yang Xiao and Zhang Xianguang, but someone knows him.

Just walk into the painting and let other souls point them to them and you will find your goal.

Yang Jian also came over. The ghost eyes not only became clearer than the human eye, but also saw farther.

Soon, Ghost Eye discovered the target and came to a portrait and stopped.

The huge black and white portrait on the wall shows a man who looks 70 or 80% like Yang Jian.

"Finished." Yang Jian greeted.

Liang Xingyang came over after hearing this, looked at the person in the portrait and confirmed his heart.

He reached out and touched the surface of the oil painting, but his hand sank into it as if it was touched into the water.

Yang Xiao in the oil painting seemed to have discovered something. The eyes in the painting blinked and suddenly looked down at the hand that reached in.

Liang Xingyang did not hesitate at all and chose to post it on the surface of the oil painting, and walked in.

Seeing this, Yang Jian had to keep up.

After entering the painting, the scene in front of me changed, from the hall to the room, where this painting was placed in the room.

"Are you Yang Jian? Who is he?"

A low voice sounded.

Liang Xingyang had no expression on his face, while Yang Jian looked at the person talking in silence.

This man was in his early twenties and had a similar appearance to Yang Jian, but his temperament was slightly different, revealing a steady, calm, and hidden edge.

It is Yang Xiao.

Or it is more appropriate to call it Yang Xiaotian, after all, Yang Xiao is just a pseudonym for walking outside.

"Well, he is my friend Liang Xingyang."

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed and pointed at Liang Xingyang and introduced.

He is not unfamiliar with Yang Xiao. He once met Yang Xiao in his ghost dream, but now he is just Yang Xiao in oil paintings.

Yang Xiao did not continue to speak, and looked at Yang Jian calmly.

One is his son who will be more than ten years later, and the other is his father who will be more than ten years ago. The supernatural powers created this incredible scene.

"Something something happened to your friend?" Yang Xiao looked at his eyes like an eagle, without much greeting, but he could see Liang Xingyang's problem at first glance.

The whole body was filled with cold air, Yinliang's reflective pupils were dead, and there was almost no emotional color of a living person in his eyes, but it was more like a ghost's indifferent gaze that was completely unmoving.

"Mr. Yang, I came here because I hope you can help me enter my dreams and alleviate the instinct erosion of evil spirits." Liang Xingyang said directly.

He and Yang Jian are friends, but when facing Yang Xiao more than ten years ago, he was a little troubled in terms of title. His uncle was a little inconsistent with the situation and could only temporarily call him Mr. Yang.

Yang Jian was a little silent, just told Yang Xiao with his eyes, hoping that he could help.

Yang Xiao said rationally: "It seems that you have come into contact with Guimeng and have learned some things. For your sake, I can help him."

Liang Xingyang had a expressionless face and his eyes were indifferent, and he just nodded at this.

In fact, replacing Yang Xiao is more in line with his idea. The replacement mechanism of the mirror ghost can play a role in Yang Xiao in front of him. However, he was a little worried that Yang Xiao's body would dissolve automatically after leaving the oil painting.

After all, there are many uncertainties in supernatural objects made of special pigments.

"Let's talk when he falls asleep." Yang Xiao suddenly said to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian nodded and agreed.

Although he learned a lot of information from Liang Xingyang, he felt that the information was a little incomplete. He knew that Lao Liang was deliberately hiding something and wanted to explore it by himself.

"Go to dream." Yang Xiao smiled, turned his head and said lightly.

As soon as the words fell.

Liang Xingyang's pupils shrank, and a strong sense of sleepiness was affecting him. His eyelids began to fight and he became drowsy.

"Yang Jian, use coffin nails."

There were still some words that were not explained, and his consciousness had to resist this strong feeling of sleepiness.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, understood the meaning, and took out the coffin nails.

Liang Xingyang smiled slightly, then he relaxed his consciousness and was pulled into the nightmare world by supernatural powers.

If Liang Xingyang's consciousness does not control the body, the mirror ghost will soon rely on instinct to act, and the ghost heart in the heart will lose control and automatically attack the people around you.

Don't worry, Yang Jian restricts himself. This bold approach is to entrust life and death friendship that can be behind the scenes and unreserved trust.

If you are restricted by the coffin nails, the evil ghost will fall into silence. As long as you don’t pull out the nails for a day, you will be like the Lord of the Ghost Eyes nailed to the bone tree, and you will be silent forever without knowing that time will be forever.

In the deep sleep, I cannot perceive the passage of time. If something unexpected happens, I wake up again, it may take decades, or be locked in a gold container and never have the chance to wake up again.

Of course, coffin nails are not unsolvable. Real starving ghosts can slowly digest coffin nails, and the complete ghost victims can probably eat them a little bit.

As Liang Xingyang closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, his body suddenly twitched slightly, and his eyes tended to open again. This was a sign of the instinct of the evil ghost.

"The same is true for the headless ghost. Once you lose the control of the ghost's eyes, you will instinctively move to attack the people around you. You cannot let the mirror ghost open your eyes now, otherwise the attack of the evil ghost will arrive soon."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and his whole body emitted a rich red light. A rusty coffin nail in his hand disappeared after the red light flashed. When it appeared the next second, it had already penetrated Liang Xingyang's palm.

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"Coffin nails!"

Yang Xiao had obviously seen the coffin nails and his eyes were a little surprised. When Yang Jian looked over, he said, "You came here, which means that I am dead in reality. How is your mother doing?"

"She is very good and works in her hometown with a simple and easy job. Moreover, she has not remarried." Yang Jian whispered.

And on the other side.

The world of dreams.

Liang Xingyang took a hard breath, got rid of the influence of supernatural powers, recovered from the seven emotions and six desires, and even his body felt an unprecedented relaxation and pleasure.

He lived a normal life in Guanjiang Community in his dream.

The nightmare scene of the ghost dream evil dog is in the woods where dogs are raised, while the real ghost dream evil ghost can create a dream scene with the help of supernatural power.

Speaking of which, evil dogs cannot exert all the supernatural powers of ghost dreams. After all, they are not as smart as ghost masters, and they have the wisdom to explore and develop supernatural powers.

A month in a dream.

One morning, the sky in Guanjiang Community disappeared in a dim way.

Liang Xingyang was staying in the villa and was playing games, but his consciousness suddenly became in a trance.

A severe pain from his hands awakened him from his confused state, and the cold air emitted by his body also brought him a feeling of discomfort.

However, the consciousness, which was eroded by the evil spirit's instinct for a long time, has returned to normal at this moment.

"hiss."

Liang Xingyang took a deep breath and raised his hand to see a wound that penetrated through his back. The ghost necklace on his neck flashed. The supernatural power of the deceiving ghost quickly repaired the wound.

Yang Jian and Yang Xiao in front of him seemed to be arguing. Looking at the two of them, the original memory immediately emerged in their minds. They soon realized that the memory of the month in the nightmare was false.

"Yang Jian, you don't need to resurrect me. Since your friend has recovered, then take him away from here." Yang Xiao said in a deep voice.

Yang Jian was finally convinced and did not insist on resurrecting Yang Xiao.

Liang Xingyang smiled and said, "Thank you for your help, but there are still a few things I haven't done and I can't leave for the time being."

"Well, a few things?" Yang Xiao said in confusion.

Liang Xingyang said: "I want to meet Zhang Xianguang and find several large dye tanks that he secretly placed in the oil painting."

The ghost painting was on him, and Zhang Xianguang's plan for the Peach Blossom Spring that he had planned for many years was almost unsuccessful. Because he did not think that Zhang Xianguang's strength could regain the ghost painting from him.

The purpose of finding Zhang Xianguang is not to the red veil and the red wedding dress on the bride of the mummy, but to draw red embroidered shoes with dye.

Although things drawn with dye can only appear in oil paintings, he mastered the real source of ghost paintings.

As long as you learn how to draw, the real ghost paintings, plus the drawn red wedding dresses, red embroidered shoes, and red veils are enough to replicate 60% of the supernatural powers of the ghost-like bride during her lifetime.

Even if it is only 60% of its power, it is the top supernatural power.

"However, after half a month, Mirror Ghost will go further, 60% of the supernatural powers of the ghost bride during her lifetime will become useless for me."

"What I really want to plan is Yang Jian's human velvet paper, using dye to draw human velvet paper, and then using ghost paintings to control it. I don't know if I can control 60% of the supernatural nature of human velvet paper. I believe it will be very interesting then!" Liang Xingyang's lips outlined the corners of his mouth

A smile appeared.

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