There is no vitality or living creature in this gray world. There is only the silence of death and the ashes that seem to be floating forever. It is like a volcanic eruption, but it is lacking the kind of heat
Feelings.
At night, this is a training base where ghost messengers have occurred. Now it has been blocked, and the people inside have been evacuated long ago. However, Yang Jian revisited his hometown again tonight, and he returned to this empty space.
The training base of one person stood on the roof of the tallest building, and darkness enveloped his body, with only a ray of scarlet light flashing slightly.
When he was planning to use his ghost eyes to peek at the ghost painting incident in the distance, the white figure on the roof of another building attracted his attention. This white figure was not always there, but appeared out of thin air under his ghost eyes.
Yes, even his ghost eyes didn't give a warning.
The white figure was not a mysterious person, but Ye Xi, who came back from Dale City. After handling the incident in Dale City, he also received a notice from the headquarters operation, but he still stayed for a meal.
Let’s go, the headquarters does not require him to take action this time. The headquarters also knows the strength of Guihua and Guimao, so he has no idea of being imprisoned at all.
Ye Xi immediately noticed Yang Jian on another building as soon as he arrived. He was not curious about Yang Jian coming here to watch the ghost painting incident. Everyone has curiosity, Ye Xi is not a human being, so
Ye Xi was not curious.
The purpose of his coming here this time is to leave a backup plan in the ghost painting. He wants to transfer the quota of Zhang Xianguang's ghost post office to Wang Cai. Naturally, he has to prevent Zhang Xianguang from taking the ghost painting to seek revenge. He cannot do so for the sake of
Wang Cai went to the ghost post office once. After all, he was a unique sexual spirit. It would be better to expect those evil ghosts to forget their killing rules than to expect them to understand the emotions of humans.
"Since you're here, let's take a look together. The view here is much better than yours." Ye Xi's voice passed through the sky, and only Yang Jian could hear what he said.
Yang Jian's scarlet ghost eyes closed consciously. He had no need to refuse Ye Xi's invitation. He also wanted to know what Ye Xi's purpose was to come here. After all, this big guy never did meaningless things.
"Don't be so nervous, take it easy. I'm not Li Gui who kills people with just a disagreement." Ye Xi sat on the rooftop, chuckled with his back to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian also felt a little embarrassed, and then opened the topic and said, "Aren't there a lot of things in the headquarters to be dealt with? How could you have time to come here to observe this action? Is there anything new about the ghost painting incident?
Are variables?”
Yang Jian was also a little curious. After all, in his impression, the miracle masters at the headquarters should not have free time, either dealing with events or on the way to deal with events.
"You are a little attached to the eyes. Look at Mr. Qin, don't you live a leisurely life every day?" Ye Xi said something unexplained.
Then Ye Xi did not look at Yang Jian, but looked at the gloomy sky and continued: "In this world where supernatural powers are raging, only with enough power can one have the right to choose freedom. But when it comes
When you can choose freedom, who is not willing to carry heavy shackles and continue to struggle?"
Yang Jian felt a little sad when he heard Ye Xi's words. His current strength is already very strong in this era. If he gives up his human identity and acts as a sarcastic identity, then in this era
How many of the born miracle masters can stop him?
But behind him was Dachang City, his family he cared about, his friends... and everything was something he could not give up.
Yang Jian looked at the figure in white in front of him, lonely and cold, and the silver-white moonlight shining on him, which attached him a layer of outstripping temperament. It is hard to imagine that this is the temperament that a wise master possesses. In Yang Jian
In my eyes, the miracle masters are lifeless. No matter how powerful the miracle masters are, they cannot change the aura that loses vitality.
If Yang Jian, who has not yet become a genius master, would have described Ye Xi at this time, he would definitely think that Ye Xi was a god in the sky. However, Yang Jian, who has become a genius master, already understood that there are no gods in this world at all.
This is a desperate world, with ghosts roaming and the world is like a prison.
Yang Jian asked curiously: "What are your pursuits?"
Yang Jian sat down next to Ye Xi, and he followed Ye Xi's gaze to the place where the ghost painting ghost realm was located.
"Is my pursuit? I hope I won't live like I don't know in the future. It's good like this now." Ye Xi didn't say anything specifically, but he said everything again.
Yang Jian didn't know what it meant, but he complained in his heart that when he became capable in the future, he would definitely let these riddle people learn to speak well!
However, Yang Jian glanced at Ye Xi who was very calm and asked, "The action has begun, will they succeed?"
When Yang Jian saw that the ghost domain flying like paper ashes had stopped, he knew that the confrontation between ghost painting and ghost maid had begun.
It was a gray area, like the world was mosaiced. It seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, and it seemed to be the haze in the city. There was nothing strange about it, but Yang Jian
I saw a lot of weird things in that gray area. It didn't look like a place covered by ghost domains, but like a world hidden under some weirdness.
There are tall buildings, roads, and fields in that world. But no matter what scenery is, it is dead and gray, and there is no color other than that.
Ye Xi said at this time: "Any changes and scenery in the ghost realm have their own needs. For example, the dark and blue fog can carry curses. Anyone who breathes will suffer from this.
Curse. The ghost realm of the door-knocking ghost is to form a world like reality. The purpose of this is to facilitate ghosts to knock on the door and kill people. Even your ghost realm is covered with a layer of red light, which is convenient for you to teleport."
When Yang Jian heard this, he felt that what Ye Xi said was very reasonable, but he had not solved the problem of why the ghost domain of ghost painting was a real world that lost its color. He continued to hear Ye Xi say something a little scared him.
Something about.
"I also have my own unique idea about the ghost domain painted by ghosts. I am now wondering what effect will be if the ghost domain painted by ghosts are dyed with color? Can the illusory world inside the painting be turned into a similar real world?
The same existence?" Ye Xi said with expressionless face and looked at the ghost domain of the ghost painting.