"Why?"

Yingshu walked over with a killing sticker, and when he saw that the ghost really didn't get close to the ox cart, he was surprised: "Is it because of the power of a gentleman?"

"Well, it should be intimidated by the prestige of a gentleman. ”

Donggong Lan thought for a while and said.

"Ah, the gentleman is so powerful, even if the person is not there, his prestige also deters the ghosts, so that the ghosts dare not take half a step. ”

The shadow book suddenly turned into a little fan girl and exclaimed.

At this time, the black fog of the sky and the earth was rolling, churning like thick ink, and in the eerie and terrifying atmosphere that permeated it, it exuded a silky ray of depression, pain, remorse, etc......

This made Qing Mang's heart tremble, and his soul trembled.

If it's just an eerie horror, it's not that scary.

However, the pain, depression, and remorse in the breath made its soul vibrate violently, as if it was in a terrible hell, and was suffering a cruel punishment.

It suddenly understood why the ghosts had fled.

Because it also wants to escape from here, it doesn't want to linger for a moment, and it always feels that there is some terrible punishment in the darkness behind it.

"Two little ladies, this place is getting more and more terrifying, let's go quickly. ”

Qing Mang was so shocked that his teeth chattered a little.

"Really?"

Shadow Book looked around suspiciously, but didn't think it was terrifying, and said, "Why do I think that those ghosts are afraid of us?"

"Ghosts are afraid of us?"

Qing Mang was stunned.

Although the ghosts did not come close to the ox cart, it did not mean that they were afraid of them.

Doesn't it mean that ghosts are intimidated by the might of a gentleman?

"Sister Lan, do you think those ghosts are afraid of us?"

At this time, Yingshu pointed to the ghosts around him, and said with some surprise: "Qing Mang, you see, those ghosts look at us with fear. If the ghost is only afraid of the power of a gentleman, we should not be afraid, but will want to devour it, but will not dare to approach. However, there was a deep fear and fear in their eyes. ”

"They are afraid of the king. ”

Qing Mangdao.

"No, no. ”

Yingshu shook his head and said, "If it's just because of the prestige of a gentleman, their eyes are wrong, it shouldn't be like this." ”

"So—What should that be?"

Qing Mang's teeth chattered, and his body trembled a little.

"It should be a taboo. ”

Shadow Book Road.

"They really don't look at the right eyes. ”

Donggong Lan nodded at this time, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he seemed to be very puzzled.

"Haha, I think something is wrong with these ghosts, they are not only afraid of the power of a gentleman, they seem to be afraid of us. ”

Yingshu suddenly said a little proudly.

"This, shouldn't it, why?"

Qing Mang asked blankly.

The two little ladies are only six grades.

"Hee-hee, I don't know. Shadow Book smiled and said, "I'll try it and see if they're afraid of us." ”

"How do you try?"

As soon as Qing Mang asked, he saw the shadow book walking out, and he was immediately startled, and said, "The little lady of the shadow book is careful, come back quickly." ”

"It's okay, I have the teacher's killing sticker, and the ghost king can be killed. ”

Shadow Book raised the word killing and posted.

At this time, Donggong Lan watched around vigilantly, ready to make a move at any time.

However, after the little lady of the movie book walked out of the ox cart, there was no accident in Qing Mang's imagination, and those ghosts that were becoming more and more terrifying did not pounce on the little lady of the shadow book, but retreated in horror.

The little lady in the shadow book walked out of the three zhang, and the ghost retreated three or four zhang.

The ghost never dared to approach the little lady of the shadow book.

At this moment, Qing Mang's eyes widened.

This is?

Ghosts are afraid of the little lady in the shadow book?

This, it shouldn't be.

Qing Mang really can't understand, the shadow little lady is just a delicate little lady, what is there to be afraid of ghosts?

It didn't feel any horror on the little lady in the movie book at all.

Or is it because of the killing sticker?

It stayed in the book city for nearly a year, and naturally knew the power of the killing sticker, which could indeed kill the ghost king.

But the killing sticker is not in the world.

The more Qing Mang thought about it, the more uncertain he became.

A confused face.

"Hee-hee-"

The little lady of the shadow book cheered and laughed, and said, "These ghosts are really afraid of me, I can't imagine that I am so terrifying." ”

At this moment, she was playing with the ghosts, quickly approaching the dense ghosts, and the ghosts screamed and retreated, with a look of panic on their faces.

At this time, the shadow book was even more proud.

In the stunned gaze, Donggong Lan frowned, thought for a moment and walked out of the ox cart.

And after she walked out, the ghosts around her also retreated.

Always keep a distance of three or four feet.

"Hey, Sister Lan too, Sister Lan, you say, why are these ghosts afraid of us?" The shadow book played for a while and then walked towards Donggong Lan, wrinkling his little nose and saying very puzzled: "We are just a six-rank calligrapher and a qinist, but there are many ghosts here who have already crossed the six-pin." Why are they afraid of us, are they afraid that we will eat them, and we don't eat ghost ......?"

"I don't know. ”

Donggong Lan shook his head.

Qing Mang's face was full of doubts, could it be that the ghosts were really afraid of us?

At this moment, it felt that the aura that permeated it did not seem to be so terrifying.

Moreover, after repeatedly confirming that the ghost was afraid of the shadow book and the little lady of Donggong Lan, it cautiously stepped out of the range of the oxcart.

See if the ghost is also afraid of it.

But.

As soon as it walked out of the three feet, the ghosts around it suddenly came to their senses, their eyes were full of longing, and they wanted to devour it in one bite.

This surprised and startled it.

"Boom" swept back.

Whew-

Qing Mang gasped for breath, scared me to death.

Why are the ghosts not only not afraid of me, but also want to eat me?

At this time, Yingshu and Donggong Lan were a little surprised, but they were not surprised, after all, Qingniu Laohai was like this.

"It's strange, why are ghosts afraid of us?"

The film book is becoming more and more puzzled.

"Isn't it good?"

Qing Mangdao.

"It's good, it's good, but don't you think that there must be a demon when things go wrong?"

Shadow Book Road.

"Oh, there's some truth to that. Qing Mang nodded and said, "However, on the whole, it's still a good thing, at least it won't be divided by ten thousand ghosts." ”

"Well, that makes sense. ”

Shadow Book Road.

"Little Lady Shadow Book, where do you say these ghosts come from? Moreover, with so many ghosts, will the painting city?"

Qing Mang couldn't help but ask.

"Probably not. Yingshu shook his head and said, "Although there are indeed many ghosts, don't underestimate the four holy cities. Whether it is my book city or the painting city, there is an incomparably terrifying power, and it is not a few ghosts that can destroy it. ”

"I hope so. ”

Qing Mangdao didn't believe that the ghost in front of him could destroy the painting city.

"Sister Lan, should we go and see where these ghosts came from?" Shadow Book suggested, "Anyway, these ghosts are afraid of us, so nothing should happen." ”

"It's good to go check it out. ”

Donggong Lan thought for a moment and said.

"Are the two little ladies really going? Or let's quit the painting first and wait for you to come back?"

Qing Mang whispered.

Although the ghost is afraid of the two little ladies, it is not afraid of it.

Not only is it not afraid, but it wants to devour it.

What if you accidentally get swallowed by a ghost on the road?

At that time, who did it cry to?

However, since the two little ladies agreed to go, it was useless to object, so they could only go along.

The two little ladies went one after the other, which made it feel a lot more at ease.

......

The gallery looms in the mist, and it seems to be thousands of miles long.

Feng Qingyan walked in without much thought, and saw that the gallery was about three zhang wide, and there were landscape paintings hanging in the void on both sides.

But the painting, without drawing paper, seems to be painted in the void.

The landscape paintings that caught the eye were lifelike, like a real world, which surprised Feng Qingyan.

This level is at least the level of the painter, right?

However, he has never painted, and he rarely appreciates it, so for a while, he can't tell what level of landscape painting is in front of him.

All in all, it's amazing.

At this moment, he stood in front of a landscape painting, and couldn't help but look at it carefully, and found that the world in the painting was too real.

And it's huge, not a small cave.

Is it a day at a time?

At this level, it seems that even the painter can't do it.

As far as he knew, the painter could only draw a small cave at most, such as the "Book Building" of the Burial Mountain Academy, which is a small cave heaven......

He looked at it for a while, then reached out and leaned into the painting.

Sure enough, it's the real world.

When he was about to enter the world in the painting, he was blocked by an invisible force.

At this time, he walked to the next one, which was still a landscape painting, still a real world, but still unable to enter, blocked by a layer of invisible power.

One painting after another, go down.

There are landscapes, birds and beasts, and people......

Mountains and rivers are real landscapes, birds and beasts are real birds and beasts, and characters are real people.

This made Feng Qingyan marvel again and again, and he was amazed in his heart.

Also, although none of these scrolls have been signed, he can see that they are all from one person.

As the gallery continues to go deeper.

He noticed that the tone of the scroll had changed, and it was gradually becoming a little cold.

This kind of coldness makes people uncomfortable, and it always seems to indicate something, which makes people feel a kind of heart-rending pain.

Feng Qingyan frowned and stopped, this style of painting is wrong.

At this moment, he carefully recalled the paintings he had seen before, and found that the deeper he went into the gallery, the more oppressive, painful, and remorseful the breath in the paintings became......

Not bad!

It seems that the birds, beasts, and characters in the painting scroll have emotions such as depression and pain in their eyes.

It's just a matter of light and heavy.

At this time, he looked at the next painting scroll and saw that most of the characters in the painting had negative emotions such as pain and remorse. And, judging from the characters in the scroll, it seems that they are running away from something.

It seems that behind every painting, there is a terrible existence.

This made Feng Qingyan more and more frightened.

This gallery is not the road to the city of paintings, but the possibility of leading to the unknown and terrifying places......

There's something really wrong with the painting city.

Feng Qingyan confirmed.

At the moment he was standing in the center of the gallery, looking towards the end of the gallery.

But the gallery is not a straight line, so you can't see the end, so you can only walk down and look at it yourself.

He was upright and courageous, and he was never afraid of ghosts.

and will not be afraid of evil.

Therefore, he was not affected in the slightest and continued to look at the paintings one by one.

The face of the scroll became more depressed and painful.

Whether it is people, flowers, trees, birds, beasts, fish and insects, etc., they all have negative emotions, as if they want to escape from the world they are in.

In the following scrolls.

Many extraordinary characters, or birds and beasts, have indeed escaped from the world where they are located and escaped alive. However, before they had time to rejoice, they found that there was still a terrible depression and pain in the new world......

Remorse......

Numbness......

It seems like they're just fleeing from one hell to another.

Feng Qingyan's mind was a little shocked, who painted this painting, and what was it revealing?

These paintings are really terrifying, but what is even more terrifying is the person who paints.

What kind of existence does this have to be to be able to paint a picture that shakes the soul?

Gradually.

The next picture scroll is even more eerie.

Although the painting in front of Feng Qingyan's eyes was just a mess of inky black, he could see countless terrifying ghosts.

Is this a ghost in the heart, or is there a ghost in the painting?

It stands to reason.

He is the first gentleman in the world, and his heart cannot be so dark.

But at this moment, he looked at the mess of inky black, and indeed saw countless terrifying ghosts......

And more importantly.

These terrifying ghosts are also depressing and painful......

This made Feng Qingyan a little puzzled.

After a moment, he looked at the next painting, which was still a mess of inky black, with nothing on the surface. But in the darkness, there is an endless terrifying place, and countless ghosts are fleeing......

It seems that behind the ghosts, there is a terrifying existence.

But.

The goblins became numb as they fled.

Hopeless.

Moreover, they are too tired to run anymore.

They were dragged back by something.

But Feng Qingyan didn't see what it was dragging the ghost back.

Next.

He saw the ghost in horror, screaming, and remorseful......

Moments later, he saw that the goblin had broken feet, broken hands, or had its tongue gouged out, and its eyes had been pierced blind......

Or fall apart.

Or the soul is gone.

This is the terrifying picture he saw in the mess of inky black paintings.

And at this time.

The gallery he was in was already dark and foggy, filled with a strong aura of terror, as if there was a terrifying existence hidden around it.

He also saw ghosts haunting him.

These ghosts are somewhat familiar, and they seem to be the ghosts that appear in the painting.

They are depressed, painful, frightened.

Be at large.

They frantically fled behind Feng Qingyan, as if something terrible was chasing them behind them.

Feng Qingyan did not move, quietly observing.

But he could never see that there was something chasing them behind the ghosts.

Since I didn't see it, I continued to look at the picture scroll by scroll.

Actually, these are no longer paintings, after all, on the surface, they are just a mess of ink.

But in the ink, there is a hidden world.

Terrible heaven and earth.

Soon after.

Feng Qingyan finally saw in the painting, pieces of broken underworld.

There are countless ghosts escaping from the shattered underworld, and it seems that something terrible in the shattered underworld is devouring them madly.

At this moment, he understood almost instantly.

Someone is painting hell!

Who is it?

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