Chapter 417 Picture within Picture

Author: golden box

Chapter 417 Picture within Picture

After sending Yang Jian into the mirror, Liang Xingyang received a call from Liang Wensong temporarily, so he did not rush to deal with the ghost that was the source of the telegraph machine, but went to the ghost post office.

The spying is mutual. The telegraph machine ghost also noticed the starving ghost's snooping. If he rushes over to hunt, there is no guarantee that the situation will proceed smoothly.

The number of ghosts in the Forager organization is unknown, and he is likely to be attacked by ghosts.

After a while, he passed the road leading to the post office, and the winding path slowly emerged, and he came to the ghost post office.

A five-story building with colorful neon lights flashing on the plaque. Everything around it is dim and cannot be seen. There is no end in sight, and there is an indescribable cold atmosphere.

Liang Xingyang walked into the glass revolving door and came to the splendid post office hall, where he felt exceptionally quiet and empty.

"You're here, long time no see."

A figure was sitting on the leather sofa at some point, with a low voice that sounded repressed for a long time.

Liang Xing raised his eyebrows, did not answer, and walked directly over to sit on the sofa opposite Liang Wensong.

After getting off the ghost ship, Liang Wensong returned to the post office through ghost paintings. It didn't take long, not even half a month.

"At first, Luo Wensong was unwilling to take over my body and resurrect because he was afraid of the curse of the post office. Now I have also experienced this kind of loneliness, and I am also very afraid. Immortality coupled with long loneliness is simply a kind of painful torture."

Liang Wensong looked very skinny. He had lost a lot of weight during this period, and there was a deep sense of tiredness in his eyes.

The only way out of the post office was through ghost paintings, but he knew he had no chance of controlling ghost paintings.

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, but he still didn't speak, but an old drawing board appeared out of thin air in his hand.

There is an oil painting on the drawing board. The scene in the painting is of a down-and-out man who looks like a homeless man. The man's eyes are numb and lifeless, not like the eyes of a living person. What's even weirder is that the down-and-out man is holding an old drawing board in his hand.

, but the drawing board is just a blank piece of paper.

In the oil painting, the man's numb and lifeless eyes move slightly, wandering around without knowing what he is doing.

Liang Xingyang said calmly: "The road is your choice, so don't complain. This is the drawing board in the hands of the king codenamed Painter. I have killed the painter with a carving knife. The supernatural power of the drawing board can probably restore your freedom."

Immediately afterwards, he told the information about oil paintings that he had learned.

Oil paintings are similar to ghost paintings. The woman in the painting and the frame together form a ghost. The same is true for oil paintings and drawing boards. However, oil paintings are not as scary as ghost paintings. The ghosts in oil paintings will not restart, so as long as

Instead of the evil ghost in the oil painting, you can control the supernatural power of the oil painting.

Liang Wensong's eyes suddenly moved, and his thin face became vivid. Then he was silent for a moment, as if he realized something, and his pupils shrank: "You actually got the carving knife in Tang Ye Song's hand, that supernatural weapon that can restrain aliens.

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Liang Xingyang put the drawing board on the coffee table, chatted casually, and told him what happened during this time.

Liang Wensong did not look at the drawing board, but stared into Liang Xingyang's eyes and said: "Do you know that if the foragers know that the carving knife is in your hand, you will not be able to rest for a moment, and they will definitely try their best to grab it."

Changing the identity of a different kind of ghost master into a fierce ghost is undoubtedly a huge temptation for those who forage.

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly. Hearing these remarks, he also noticed the influence of the carving knife on the supernatural recovery situation, and said silently in his heart: "Perhaps this carving knife can be used as a bait to fish out the evil spirits in the forager organization.

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It can be said that if the evil ghost gets this carving knife, the number of ghosts with the wisdom of living people will definitely skyrocket in the future.

"Let me keep it, no one can take this knife away."

Liang Xingyang sounded confident, stood up from the sofa, glanced at the oil painting, "After helping you control the supernatural power of the oil painting, I have to go abroad to do some things. You can try to control this ghost yourself first."

Although the oil painting is one of the puzzle pieces of the ghost painting, the ghost painting obtains the supernatural power of the oil painting just like the ghost dream obtains the nightmare castle puzzle piece. The ghostly scope of the ghost painting will be further increased and can affect all parts of the world.

But so what, he is not optimistic about the Peach Blossom Spring Project and uses the artist's oil paintings on ghost paintings. It is better to let Liang Wensong regain his freedom, so that he does not have to be trapped in the boring ghost post office like Luo Wensong, and can travel around the world.

Liang Wensong was silent for a while, then stretched out his skinny palm and placed it on the drawing board on the coffee table.

The palm of my hand was pressed against the oil painting, and it immediately sank into it, just like the oil painting of a messenger in a ghost post office, there was a supernatural space inside.

But the next moment.

The evil ghost wandering in the oil painting made a move, suddenly reached out and grabbed Liang Wensong's palm, and seemed to want to drag the people outside into the painting.

But Liang Wensong's arm contains several terrible mortal curses, as well as terrifying rotting spirits. The moment the ghost in the painting touched it, it felt like he was burned by hot oil, and he released his palm faster.

However, even so, one of Li Gui's arms was rotting at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, dripping with dark corpse water. On the oil painting on the old drawing board, the dye on Li Gui's arm seemed to be stained with water, and it was smeared.

Liang Xingyang was indifferent and just watched.

Liang Wensong thought to himself: "The painter's oil paintings are connected with the oil paintings of the ghost post office, and the souls of those messengers can also regain freedom like me. Before that, I have to think of a plan to control the supernatural power of the oil paintings. Maybe those messengers can help me."

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"Huh?"

A strange scene suddenly occurred in the oil painting.

The evil ghost in the painting seemed to be aware of the threat outside, and disappeared mysteriously, running into the white paper of the drawing board in the blink of an eye.

On the white paper of the drawing board, a miniature oil painting appeared in an extremely strange way. Not only did the ghost appear in the painting, but a new drawing board also appeared, and there was still a piece of white paper placed on it.

At this moment, the oil painting spread out on the coffee table is losing the ghost of storage. The bright colors are gradually eclipsed and turning back into a piece of white paper. Even the drawing board holding the oil painting seems to have lost its supernatural support at this moment. Gradually

Rotten and moldy.

"Want to run!"

Liang Xingyang's eyes were sharp, and the oil painting ghost escaped from the restriction of the ghost mirror and even consciously wanted to escape.

However, the next moment, gray-white paper dust floated, and gray-white ghosts invaded the supernatural space of the oil painting on the drawing board.

This ghost that was transformed and resurrected by the carving knife has most likely stolen some of the artist's wisdom during his lifetime, because the painting-in-painting method cannot be developed by ghosts. It is probably one of the ways that the painter developed supernatural powers for oil paintings during his lifetime, and was used by the ghost.

learned.

In that battle, if he hadn't used the ghost painting to perfectly restrain and block the supernatural power of the oil painting, the painter might have been able to escape unharmed.

Liang Wensong couldn't sit still anymore. It was about his future freedom. Without hesitation, he completely immersed his skinny palms into the oil painting, and his whole body quickly sank in.

But at the last moment, Liang Xingyang stopped him: "If you can't catch up, let Gui Hua come."

Over the post office hall, more and more gray-white paper dust fell, and all the light bulbs were flashing and making chirping sounds.

Suddenly, the old drawing board changed strangely and turned into a picture frame, which seemed to be replaced by another kind of supernatural being.

The faded oil painting in the frame also had a strange bright red color at this time, as if it had been newly painted on.

It was a woman wearing a red wedding dress with blurred facial features. The wedding dress was floating in the wind, and only the white and cold hands in front of her were clearly visible.

The ghost painting woman suddenly made a move, slowly stretched out her fair and real palm, straight into the drawing board, and shook it towards the ghost.

After a while, the face of the ghost in the oil painting seemed to change, as if he was frightened, but under the supernatural power of attracting ghosts, his body uncontrollably held the hand of the ghost-painted woman, and was pulled out of the oil painting on the canvas by the ghost-painted woman.

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