The clouds were thick and continuous, and the clouds occasionally thundered, as if a downpour was coming.

Dahan City is particularly gloomy and gray today.

Inside the ghost post office, the lights are bright and bright.

And yet the next moment.

With a sudden flicker of light, the revolving glass door suddenly turned, as if pushed by an invisible person.

In this way, Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian stood shoulder to shoulder and suddenly appeared in the ghost post office.

Inside the post office, a cold atmosphere suddenly permeated.

Liang Wensong walked down the stairs on the second floor with a book in his hand and came to the position of the hall, his eyes were slightly puzzled: "You have always come to the post office for nothing, what is the matter with coming to me?" ”

Liang Xingyang walked to the sofa and sat down, and said slowly: "The supernatural era cannot continue, we have to use the curse of the post office to complete the plan to end the supernatural era." ”

After finishing speaking, he explained his god-making plan.

Yang Jian added: "There is more than one curse for the immortality of post office managers, and Tian Xiaoyue is also planned to be selected, or a new manager will be elected. ”

"I personally don't object to this plan, whether I or Tian Xiaoyue are the candidates for sacrifice. I'm concerned about the ghost post office, and it seems that the ghost post office must be relocated to the red road. Liang Wensong said.

Strictly speaking, he has been freed from the curse of the ghost post office since he harnessed the painter's supernatural powers.

But if he stays, then the created god will not be complete, which means that the plan has always been flawed.

And a wandering person with an infinite lifespan, who can return to the existence of the ghost post office at any time, can affect the person who interferes with God at any time, and is likely to bring great variables to the future.

Liang Xingyang thought for a while and said, "That's right. ”

Long.

Liang Wensong seemed to have made a decision, suddenly looked at the location of the door, stretched out his hand, and the plaque surrounding the colorful neon lights suddenly appeared.

Ghost post office, three words slightly eerie under the flickering lights.

Just like the secret promise at the beginning, if one day he is better than the blue and surpasses Luo Wensong, it will be time for the ghost post office to change its name.

"Maybe that's fate."

Liang Wensong thought of his identity, slowly turned his head to look at Liang Xingyang and asked, "What do you think the name of the ghost post office should be changed to?" ”

"It's a little late to change your name, but it's up to you."

Liang Xingyang stared at the plaque at the moment and did not look at Liang Wensong.

There can only be one manager of the ghost post office, Liang Wensong chose to become a god, then Tian Xiaoyue must die.

If Liang Wensong chooses to watch from the sidelines, then at some point in the future, when Liang Xingyang's life comes to an end, he will choose to take Liang Wensong away and erase the last variable in the plan.

"I think it's a good name."

Liang Wensong took a deep look, then made a decision, stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the three words on the plaque immediately changed.

Death.

Yang Jian said thoughtfully: "In folklore stories, the Ghost Gate Pass is the pass at the junction of yin and yang. This door is not opened, and yin and yang are forever separated. ”

Liang Xingyang said: "I will leave your memory on the mirror ghost, use the supernatural to make you fictional, and give you another chance to choose your life." ”

Liang Wensong smiled and said: "If I can start over in life, I may change my name, become an ordinary person, find a school, and become a teacher." ”

Since it will not disappear because of this, then he no longer has any burden in his heart, he is originally a product of the supernatural, and he has no other worries about the resurrection.

He beckoned, and through the authority of the post office, he found a few hidden cans and threw them out of the post office.

As soon as Tian Xiaoyue's head left the post office, her consciousness immediately died.

Liang Xingyang glanced at it and muttered in a low voice. "In that case, I'll do what you want."

He began to create Ah Hong, and let the ghost boy leave a ghost slave mark on Ah Hong's body. Immediately afterwards, Liang Wensong replaced the ghost slave seal on Ah Hong's body with his own ghost slave seal. In the end, Ah Hong was sent into the haze of the ghost boy and breathed in the haze.

Under the supernatural influence of the wishing ghost and the ghost cupboard, Ah Hong successfully conceived a ghost baby a few minutes later.

Yang Jian used coffin nails to restrict the ghost child, and used the method of restricting the source to reverse verify the fact that the ghost baby became a special supernatural product.

Even if the appearance of the ghost boy in the original book is one in ten thousand and cannot be replicated, under the influence of the supernatural, nothing is completely impossible.

"The first step, create your own ghost baby, done!"

Liang Xingyang said: "I will erase most of your memories and tamper with a few memories at the same time. After you fuse with the ghost baby, the post office's immortal curse will protect these memories and make you a god who is not human, not ghost, and not a ghost master. ”

On the other side, Yang Jian had already used the ghost newspaper to tear off the ghost baby's face and added three commands to it.

First, completely obey Liang Wensong's command.

Second, there is no order from Liang Wensong to prohibit killing.

Third, eat Liang Wensong.

When the face was spliced back, the ghost baby resumed its activities.

Liang Wensong nodded when he heard this, took the ghost baby from Yang Jian's hand, suppressed the ghost baby who wanted to attack him with supernatural power, and looked curiously at the thin and small baby in his hand, which looked a little like him.

Then he put the ghost baby down and said calmly, "Let's do it." ”

Liang Xingyang didn't speak, just looked at him with clear eyes.

Liang Wensong stared, and gradually saw his own shadow in Liang Xingyang's clear pupils. Then he found that his shadow began to move strangely, and finally disappeared into Liang Xingyang's pupils.

Incredibly, under the influence of the curse of the mirror ghost and everything fictional, his memories were so easily stolen out of thin air, leaving a backup on the mirror ghost.

Liang Xingyang's eyes flickered, stretched out his palm that emitted a faint silver light, and slowly spoke: "I will erase your emotional memory, and at the same time implant the instinct of acting like the law of killing, and I will also leave you a design plan for the red road, so that this plan will become the basis for your future actions." ”

"You will not be allowed to walk out of the Ghost Gate Pass for the rest of your life, and after eating the Ghost Eye, you will move the Ghost Gate Pass building to the Red Road. After eating the ghost painting, you have to superimpose the post office of the oil painting world, stay inside the ghost gate, guard and repair the red road, and prevent anyone from destroying the road. ”

"I see."

Liang Wensong calmly accepted this order, and at this moment, his eyes looked at the silver light palm that was gradually enlarging in front of him, and in a trance, he recalled the memory of being covered by the ghost newspaper at the beginning.

At the same time, the silver palm stretched out to him turned into a shadow as black as ink, like a cold breath, burrowing into his head.

In an instant, countless images of the past appeared in front of his eyes.

But soon, these vivid memories were all erased by ghosts. And then, a plan for the red road appeared in the empty mind, and even the remaining memories were distorted and written into an order.

His pupils gradually dimmed, permanently losing his human sparkle, becoming hollow and numb.

"The second step, erase the memory, implant the order like the law of killing, and complete!" Liang Xingyang sighed slightly, and gently pulled out the palm of the imaginary ghost.

Next, the ghost baby directly hugged Liang Wensong's arm and bit it.

Soon.

Liang Wensong's whole person disappeared, and the ghost baby was growing rapidly.

The ghost baby quickly crossed the first stage, from a baby to a blue-and-black child, and then to a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old.

This young man is fair-skinned, wearing a black one-piece robe, and his appearance is exactly the same as Liang Wensong and Liang Xingyang.

The boy stood silently, as if asleep, not moving.

Whether it's using ghost eyes to maintain the red road, or using ghost paintings to superimpose oil on ghost gates, or not being able to get out of the ghost gates, none of these strange orders have been met.

Liang Xingyang said softly: "The third step, fusion, completion!" ”

Yang Jian whispered to himself: "It's my turn." ”

After that, he didn't hesitate, stretched out his cold and blackened right hand, and forcefully picked off the scarlet ghost eyes on the ghost's body, and gave them to the young man in front of him.

The young man's eyes were empty and confused, and he didn't know who he was, but he was driven by instinct to take the ghost eye and immediately open his mouth to eat it.

The young man's black and white eyes became scarlet, and at the same time, a rich red light appeared from his body, and he began to instinctively stack the number of ghost eyes, opening ten layers of ghost snakes.

Soon, countless teenagers appeared.

The superimposed red light ghost shrouded the ghost post office, and even spread to the outside, pulling the ghost post office to break through the boundary between reality and the supernatural, and go to a red road full of strange and ominous atmosphere.

However, in reality, an abandoned building in Dahan City suddenly emitted a rich red light, and the phantom of an old Republican-style building suddenly emerged, and disappeared under the pull of the red light.

The ghost post office building, renamed Ghost Gate Pass, straddles the red road and weighs heavily on a certain section of the road.

"The fourth step, migrate the ghost gate, complete!"

Yang Jian opened his mouth to say a word, but his body was uncontrollably flowing out of the cold lake water.

Liang Xingyang took a slight breath, took out the ghost painting and let the young man at the source eat it, and resolutely said: "The fifth step, eat the ghost painting, make up for the defects of the ghost eye, build the ghost gate, and completely end the supernatural era." ”

The source boy did not hesitate, instinctively opened his mouth and swallowed the ghost painting.

The boy's belly quickly bulged, as if he had eaten a full meal, and quickly dried up.

The next moment, an incredible change took place in the ghost gate.

As if superimposing their own numbers, the second ghost gate appeared, and the second boy appeared in this ghost gate, and the two ghost gates stood side by side, occupying a little more of the red road.

However, it is not over yet.

Ghost eyes and ghost paintings seem to have produced incredible supernatural changes,

The ten-story ghost eye leads to the past and future self, and the ghost gate gate building within countless points in time is connected and begins to appear on the scarlet straight red road.

It's just weird that the derivative ghost gate building is brightly colored, as if it is a scene in an oil painting, and it is not real.

Now, countless ghost gate gate buildings are in a row, and they are spreading towards the distance of the red road at an unimaginable speed, and in the blink of an eye, they disappear into the distance as far as the eye can see.

It is believed that it will not be long before countless ghost gates will fill the entire red road and play the role of isolating yin and yang.

Yang Jian stood at the window, watching the ghost gate buildings spread, like the Great Wall that had been built, and the scene was spectacular.

"This is not a place for people, we should go."

Liang Xingyang took one last look at the young man, paced to Yang Jian's side, directly fabricated the ghost eyes and ghost paintings, invaded the layers of ghost gates, and took Yang Jian away from this boundary between reality and the supernatural.

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