An eerie scene is taking place in the frame. After the ghost of the king who was revived by the ghost of the hysterical code name painter was held by the ghost painting woman, his body became extremely stiff, unable to move for half a minute, and his dead eyes were wide open, as if he was frightened.

It wanted to escape from the hand of the ghost painting woman, to escape from the shackles of the frame, but it was suppressed by death, as if it was frozen in place.

"It's unexpected." Liang Wensong's face was stunned, staring at the scene in the painting incredulously.

The horror of ghost painting completely crushed the oil painting, and if Liang Xingyang was willing, he could now directly fuse the ghosts in the two paintings, make each other puzzle pieces, and fuse them together.

Liang Xingyang's face was calm, there was no surprise in his heart, staring at the picture frame in front of him, but thoughtful.

He did not regret giving up the ghost painting puzzle, and was thinking about how to help Liang Wensong control the supernatural nature of oil painting.

Every time a ghost rider controls a ghost, he needs to take the risk of dying for a lifetime, and only by taking risks can he have a chance of success.

It is relatively easy to control the ghosts that have not been revived, but the ghosts in the oil paintings are in a state of complete recovery, which is beyond the scope of control.

Even if Liang Wensong is suppressed by the curse of the post office, the risk of control is also very high, and if he is forcibly controlled, he will directly be in a state of recovery, and he will not be able to build a supernatural balance.

A very important point is that the oil painting ghost has the wisdom of a living person, and even if this kind of ghost alien builds a supernatural balance, Liang Wensong may be eroded by the supernatural and become inhuman.

After considering a few points, Liang Xingyang peeled off the problem in his mind, slowly straightened out the difficulties of control, and began to find a way to solve it.

He has a deep understanding of supernatural powers, and as long as he finds a glimmer of inspiration and opens an opening, he can find the right way of thinking.

Liang Wensong's eyes were clear that Liang Xingyang was thinking about a plan, and after a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "This ghost is a whole composed of a revived painter and a drawing board, and it is too difficult to control a painter with the wisdom of a living person, give me some time, maybe I can find ideas from that old drawing board." In fact, his real plan is to brainstorm ideas, and there are more than thirty messenger ghosts in the ghost post office in the oil painting, and for the sake of freedom, the ghosts must be more eager than him to find a plan to control.

"Give me thirty minutes to think about it." Liang Xingyang muttered, staring at the picture frame placed on the coffee table, especially the scene in the painting, his brows were tightly knit, and he was stunned.

In a trance, a white dove of inspiration seemed to fly out of the ghost painting woman, which crossed his eyes, but inadvertently slipped away from his fingertips, leaving him empty.

Liang Wensong frowned, and also moved his gaze to the frame, but found nothing from it. Although most of the memories of the two are the same, their experiences are completely different, resulting in a very different understanding of supernatural powers.

He didn't find at least one clue. As for the thirty minutes, it was the limit of time for the ghost painting woman to maintain, and he understood this.

Liang Wensong persuaded in a deep voice: "Ghosts with the wisdom of living people are difficult to control, so it's better for you to change your thinking to a simpler one." I'll inform the Courier of the Dead, and maybe from their life experiences, I can figure out a way to steal the Sketchpad Spirit. "Is it true that a ghost with the wisdom of a living person cannot be controlled?

It's just a little bit closer. Liang Xingyang thought wildly in his mind, staring at the scene in the painting, his eyes moved to the face of the ghost painting woman with blurred facial features, and her pupils gradually brightened, emitting a faint silver light.

Suddenly, there was a relief in his tone: "I found it." He found a solution.

Hysterical ghost makeup and grimace are a perfect match, but ghost makeup and ghost painting women are also a perfect match, and it may even form a puzzle.

Ghost makeup is flawed, and makeup can make the face rot at the same time, but Grimace does not have to worry about this, because Grimace will not be eroded by ghost makeup.

As for the ghost painting woman, don't worry, the face with blurred facial features is lacking a delicate and perfect makeup to cover it.

If you have the face of the ghost rider Yuelian during the Republic of China, it is naturally the most flawless bridal makeup with ghost makeup.

Liang Wensong hurriedly asked, "What solution have you found?" "It's incredible, in a short period of time, can the subject really find a solution?

"Ghosts with the wisdom of living people are not incomprehensible, as long as the wisdom of the ghost instinct is erased through other supernatural beings, it can be like restoring the factory settings, and the ghost becomes hopeful." Liang Xingyang narrowed his eyes,

"The supernatural power with this characteristic is none other than Zhang Dong." Liang Wensong's face was stunned, and he asked: "Do you want to take the oil painting to the ancient mansion and borrow Zhang Dong's hand to erase the supernatural ghosts?" Liang Xingyang said thoughtfully: "Maybe I have to go." But it's not about using Zhang Dong to deal with oil painting ghosts. The makeup box in Ah Hong's hand is in the mirror space, and the ghost painting is very suitable for mastering the supernatural power of ghost makeup, just borrow the supernatural of Zhang Dong. In the original book, Tong Qian painted Zhang Dong's makeup on the ghostly face, causing the grimace of the weird smile to be erased by the spirit, and finally fell silent.

According to this idea, it is possible to do the reverse operation once. Only when the ghost painting woman puts Zhang Dong's makeup on the face of the oil painting ghost, can she have the opportunity to erase the wisdom stolen by the oil painting ghost, but in the ancient mansion, she uses Zhang Dong's hand to suppress the oil painting ghost, and the effect is not good.

Breaking away from the suppression of the ancient mansion, the oil painting ghost will definitely recover quickly, just like the red spear in Yang Jian's hand in the original book.

Liang Wensong calculated it in his mind and felt that the plan was feasible. Liang Xingyang pondered for a moment, and then said: "Ah Hong and Li Jun were both damaged 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 the things back, so it is most convenient to go to the ancient mansion once." To this day, the captain is still trapped in the depths of the ghost mirror.

It is still very difficult to get back Ah Hong's makeup box from the hands of the ghost. The captain is a condensation of the ghost ship's supernatural spirits, and whenever the captain is touched, the supernatural will quickly subside, and even the ghost cha cannot guarantee that the number of suppression places is enough for the ghost ship to fuse.

Once the confrontation fails, the captain will get the ghost's supernatural powers, 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, and is only temporarily imprisoned.

Liang Wensong nodded and said, "Then let's go for a trip." "Just go. Liang Xingyang threw the picture frame on the coffee table into the mirror space and said, "You don't have to go over, I'll go back when I go." With a flash of silver light, he left the ghost post office and hurried towards Dazhou City.

At the beginning, it was Qin Lao's suggestion that the ancient mansion was located in Dazhou City, but due to his intervention, Yang Jian did not control half of the supernatural bus, and the captain was not calculated by Yang Jian and Ye Zhen to fall into the ancient mansion.

However, going around and around, the world is impermanent, and the captain can't escape the fate of going to the magical place of the ancient mansion after all.

The bright silver light flickered, and the city of Dazhou arrived.

"If you want to break into the supernatural land, you must break the boundaries of reality." Without the help of the supernatural bus, Liang Xingyang does not know the exact location of the ancient house, but he has a ghost, and through the invasion of the ghost, he can also break the boundary and fall into the ancient house, but it is not as easy as the supernatural power of the supernatural bus.

Of course, falling into the ancient mansion is a very dangerous behavior, it is easy to be targeted by Zhang Dong, who is resurrected by the ghosts, and the supernatural is erased and falls into silence, and is forever suppressed in the dark ancient mansion.

The revival of the hysterical cave ghost for so long is not the extent that it has just recovered when the letter was delivered. Of course, he is not the ghost handler who only fused eight mirror ghosts at the beginning.

The place he was going to was, to be precise, the patio location of the old house. Subsequently, the wishing ghost's supernatural spirit came into play, positioning him to the location of the ancient mansion in the supernatural place corresponding to the real world.

He came here and stood in the middle of a building that corresponded to the entrance to the patio on the roof of the old house, and then he took a few steps back to avoid intruding into it and falling into the patio of the old house.

Liang Xingyang did not hesitate to turn on the ghost, the silver reflective pupils flashed with silver light, and the supernatural assistance of the wishing ghost reflected another scene.

In the distance, the neighborhood vanished, revealing a dark, gloomy wood, and the clearing beneath his feet became an old, moldy tile that intertwined to form the roof of the old house.

And four or five paces away from him, there was also a patio entrance. Breaking the boundaries of reality through the invasion of ghosts, Hysteria arrives in a cold and eerie supernatural place.

Coming here, the ghost heart beat faster, the ghost blood flow accelerated, the ghost shadow wanted to escape from reality and turned into a projection, and the spirit of the whole body issued a frenzied warning to him at the first time.

"During the Republic of China, the top ghost handlers tried every means to dismember the supernatural and reduce the horror of the revival of the ghosts. But Zhang Dong didn't, he listened to Qin Lao's prediction and kept a useful body to deal with the captain's threat. ”

"Fortunately, there are not many people who know about it here, and no one will come to disturb the ancient mansion. The dead Zhang Dong relied on instinct to manage this old forest, so that this supernatural place was not out of control for the time being. ”

"But there are always flaws in the management of corpses, and there are already a few ghosts on the edge of the old forest who have escaped from the trap, just waiting for the bus to pass by, and with the help of the call of the bus, leave this dangerous forbidden place." Liang Xingyang's heart was quite calm, looking at the dim and gloomy old forest nearby, and walking lightly on the roof to prevent himself from stepping on the collapsed tiles and falling into the ancient mansion, being targeted by the ghosts wandering in it.

Soon, he came to the vicinity of the patio, leaned on the tiles and looked down at the situation below, and then carefully shifted his position, and peeked into the lobby of the ancient mansion from this angle.

In the open space in the middle of the hall, there was a black Taishi chair, and a thin and terrifying figure sat on it, sitting as serious as a patriarch, it was Zhang Dong, who had been dead for a long time.

Not far away, there is an old, stone-gray statue standing quietly, it is Tang Yerong. Call! Without thinking nonsense, Liang Xingyang exhaled deeply, exuding a cold aura all over his body, and a rich silver light appeared on his hand, constantly pulling and deforming, outlining a boxy outline.

This piece of ghost mirror, the mirror surface cannot reflect the human figure, because it is covered with many boxy lines, and the whirlpool formed by the superposition of mirrors is like a whirlpool, and the captain of the ghost ship is imprisoned in the deepest part.

"Click." It was like the sound of glass breaking, and the world behind the mirror was like broken glass, and countless cracks appeared in an instant.

A cold wind came from the depths of the hysterical fissure, which seemed to blow from the depths of the vast passage. And the first time the mirror space shattered, it also attracted the captain's attention.

With the rich cold aura permeating, the small black dot in the middle of the boxy pattern vortex has changed and is gradually expanding.

A man with a rotten face and a numb expression, like a ghost, was walking with heavy, stiff steps, constantly walking out of it.

The next moment. Liang Xingyang's eyes moved, and he threw the broken ghost mirror in his hand into the patio, and then silently watched the situation below.

Bang dang! The falling shattered ghost mirror and the floor tiles hit the ground, not shattering, but making a sound.

The sound of hysteria is actually not loud, but it is particularly harsh in the silent ancient house. No supernatural appearance was allowed in the ancient mansion, and as soon as the supernatural aura of the ghost mirror appeared, it immediately triggered the taboo and attracted the attention of the old man on the black Taishi chair.

Ga...... An eerie sound rang out, it was the sound of a chair rubbing against the floor. The old man sitting in the chair moved, and heavy footsteps sounded, slowly walking towards the shattered ghost mirror that had fallen into the patio.

Liang Xingyang hid on the roof, staring intently at the movement in the ancient mansion with gloating eyes.

The old man is getting closer. The shattered mirror was almost covered with black dots, a thin black mist was invading out, and an illusory male figure was walking out quickly.

But the old man's footsteps stopped, and a withered arm covered with corpse spots slowly lifted up, aiming at the ghost mirror and the thin black mist on the floor tiles, as if wiping the stains on the glass.

"Bang bang~" The slightly invisible square outline of the mirror covered by the black dots disappeared at an extremely fast speed, and the sound of glass bursting was constantly heard.

The thin black mist was also rapidly disappearing, preventing the captain's ghost from spreading. However, the old man's withered palm did not stop, and continued to shake, as if he was seeing off his farewell.

With a wave of his hand for the second time, the ghost mirror on the floor tiles that had long been broken was forcibly erased from this world, and disappeared directly, leaving no trace at all.

The first time the captain got out of trouble, he didn't have the mind to fight, don't guess that he seemed to be aware of the old man's terror, and directly raised his head, peeking into the faint light of the patio above, a thin black mist gushed out of his body, and took advantage of the gap where the old man waved his hand for the third time, and shifted his position towards the wellhead.

However, something strange happened, and the gray ash above the head fell in a stream, blocking the erosion of the black mist.

Suddenly. The light at the mouth of the well suddenly dimmed, and countless women wearing red wedding dresses with blurred facial features fell, and one by one the white and cold palms covered the captain who was stuck in mid-air, dragging the other party back to the ancient mansion.

Now. The old man's third wave came, erasing the traces of the supernatural on a large scale. The gray ghost and the thin black mist disappeared in unison, and the countless women covering the captain also disappeared, and the facial features on the captain's face also quickly blurred, turning into a faceless person.

However, the old man's attack continued, and with the wave of his hand again and again, all the derivative ghost painting women who fell into the ancient mansion were wiped clean.

The captain's supernatural traces left in this world became less and less, and finally even his body disappeared completely.

The anomaly that had just appeared in the ancient mansion disappeared in an instant. However, there are still a few things left, after all, Zhang Dong can only erase the traces of the supernatural, 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 and faded, moldy and rotten vanity cases, skeletal bodies that are dry and colorless, lacking skulls, dull and colorless skull masks, pitch-black eye sockets, and a charred clay figurine.

"The captain's rudder, Ah Hong's vanity box, Li Jun's ghost skeletons 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 cleaned up the supernatural that had mixed into the ancient mansion, slowly turned around, took stiff steps, paced back to the lobby, and sat back on the black Taishi chair.

Facing the patio and looking out at the gate, waiting for the next intruder. Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly and said: "Spirits can't enter the ancient mansion, but as long as there are enough of them, there is also a chance to lure away the powerful ghosts and help me get these things back." The gloomy and cold aura pervaded, and one by one the superimposed selves emerged, and then 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 lasted less than a second before disappearing out of thin air.

Some people didn't pick up things, but ran away to the other side, trying to lure away the old man on the black Taishi's chair, but the traces were still forcibly erased.

But there was an endless stream of people jumping off the patio, and there were always one or two fish that slipped through the net, successfully luring the terrifying old man away a little distance.

After a few minutes, a few things were missing from the tiles under the patio, leaving only an old rudder.

Breaking away from the suppression of the ancient house, the faded and decayed makeup box gradually regained its brightness. It's like a ghost skeleton that has been turned yellow and withered into bones over the years, and it has gradually transformed into an eerie white.

The pair of dark-eyed ghosts and burning ghosts were thrown into the mirror space and ruthlessly imprisoned before they could complete their recovery.

Only the dull and colorless skull mask did not change color, nor did it move, as if it was a dead thing, and after the old man erased the traces of the supernatural, it seemed to fade forever and could never be restored.

"The supernatural makeup of the skeleton ghost has failed, and Li Jun is gone." Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and his whole body exuded a brilliant silver light, and the ghost invaded the boundaries of reality, returning to the real world from the supernatural place of the ancient mansion.

Then, through the guidance of the post office, he stepped 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 spoke roughly and said, "It's going well, but the captain was left in the ancient mansion." "Out of Zhang Dong's suppression, the captain will also recover, there is no other good way than to continue to be imprisoned in the ghost mirror, it is better to continue to stay in the ancient mansion and be with Zhang Dong.

"Without further delay, let's start executing the plan." Liang Xingyang did not rest, but directly took out the picture frame and threw the red makeup box into it, not only that, but he also brought Liang Wensong in.

Inside the frame is the world of ghost paintings, and even if Liang Wensong comes in, it will not trigger the curse of the ghost post office.

The ghost painting woman held the hand of the oil painting ghost, and with the other hand, she wrote in mid-air: "I won't make up makeup, let Ah Hong make up the hole." Liang Xingyang did not hesitate, and directly used the supernatural power of the deceitful ghost in the ghost necklace to create Ah Hong's body, and through the supernatural power of the newspaper ghost, covered Ah Hong's face for this unconscious body.

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"Here?" After a while, Hong's memories revived from this body, and she looked around in confusion.

The memories that Ah Hong archived on the mirror ghost are incomplete, and the memory is still stuck in the time when he was asked to restore his face, and he is blank about what happened afterward.

In the future, he plans to leave the makeup box for ghost painting, so Ah Hong's task this time is only to be a good tool.

"Ah Hong, you will obey my orders unconditionally." The ghost necklace shook, and under the influence of the supernatural power of the deceitful ghost, Ah Hong's eyes became even more confused.

"Help me draw a hole in this ghost's face." Liang Xingyang stuffed the red makeup box in his hand and the photo of the hole created by the supernatural ghost in his hand into Ah Hong's hand, and pointed to the oil painting ghost who was held by the ghost painting and couldn't move.

Hysteria's eyes were blank, and when the order was given, he nodded in a trance. She glanced at the photograph, opened the red makeup case, and fearlessly applied the strange paint to the face of the oil painting ghost.

After a while, the face of the oil painting ghost completely changed, from the appearance of the painter to an old man with a serious face and a bit of majesty.

The ghost makeup is taking effect, trying to borrow the spirit of Zhang Dong. At this moment, the ghost painting woman seemed to sense an extremely terrifying supernatural power coming, and decisively let go of the palm she was holding.

The stiff expression of the oil painting ghost changed slightly, and he felt the change in himself, and his dead eyes revealed great fear.

At this moment, both the body and the consciousness were being erased by a terrifying supernatural and crushed little by little.

The ghosts could not carry this terrifying spirit, and the painter's corpse was directly erased, revealing the ghosts stored in the corpse.

However, the ghost makeup is still firmly imprinted on the ghost's face like a bone appendage. The hysteria is still ongoing.

The ghostly spirit became silent little by little, and the bright and weird ghost makeup was gradually fading. Three minutes later.

Even the ghost makeup was erased and ceased to exist. Liang Xingyang created a photo of Li Qingzhi through a ghost necklace, handed it to Ah Hong and instructed: "Ah Hong, draw Li Qingzhi's makeup on the face of the ghost painting woman." Through the ghostly splicing of the supernatural, Liang Wensong will eventually control the silent oil painting ghost and regain his freedom.

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