In the world of the painting, there are many paths, which intersect each other, forming forks in the road, and each path winds and turns, connecting to strange places.

It was an oil painting.

At the end of each path is a scene from an oil painting, some of which are portraits of people, just like the souls of the dead who followed Li Hui.

Although they are here, the portrait of the person with them still exists.

Perhaps in the eyes of the outside world, the 'person' in the portrait has disappeared, but the background in the painting is still clear.

Besides.

Some of the paintings are real ghosts, and some of the scenes in the paintings are strange places, which are even more eerie, not just a ghost or a ghost.

Just like Li Hui and the trail they are currently on.

At the end of the road was a somewhat sparse wood, the trees were not real at all, strange and distorted, as if they were painted, and the environment was dim, but not so invisible.

In the middle of the sparse woods, the dirt was slightly raised, like a collapsed mound, and the most strange thing was that Li Hui clearly saw a stiff, dead man's palm exposed to the dirt.

As they approached, the scene in the woods became clearer.

The five fingers on the stiff palm sticking out of the dirt were slightly bent and grabbed into the sky, and the sight was like a person who was unwilling to die after being buried alive, trying to struggle to crawl out of the ground, giving people an eerie feeling.

"Be careful of the movement of that palm, it is the source of the supernatural of this forest, the level of horror is very high, and most importantly, its killing law is easily triggered,"

Seeing that Li Hui's attention was on the stiff palm that was exposed to the dirt, Yang Xiao on the side opened his mouth to remind.

"Whenever it triggers its killing law, the ghosts will pull people alive into the dirt and bury them, and you see these twisted trees around them, they are the souls of us who are incarnated."

"Because the world in the painting doesn't die, so they have been fighting against the supernatural, and eventually formed this twisted tree, and there is no way to break free and no way to die."

"There are only two final outcomes waiting for them, either the outside world will forget them, and then they will dissipate as dead souls, or they will be freed from it by waiting for someone to dispose of this terrible ghost."

Speaking of this, Yang Xiao paused slightly, and then the tone of his words changed, and he began to describe the killing law of powerful ghosts.

"You can't face that palm, as long as someone is facing the palm, they will be attacked by ghosts, and the direction of that palm may change at any time."

As soon as these words came out, except for Li Hui and Yang Xiao, the faces of everyone present changed slightly.

Even though they had been living in the world for a long time, it was impossible for them to turn around all the strange places, like this wood, which most of them didn't know.

And listening to Yang Xiao's meaning, the ghosts under this forest will also attack them, but the law of killing is so simple.

The thought that the twisted trees around them were incarnated by their own kind made all the souls feel a chill in their hearts, and they began to become vigilant, paying attention to the movement of that palm.

But that's about it.

Although the hearts of the souls of the dead were a little jealous of the ghosts in this wood, they were not afraid.

If it were alone, they might still be worried that they would not be able to resist the attack, but at this moment, more than thirty people gathered together, what kind of powerful ghost could not deal with?

Li Hui's thoughts are the same.

He didn't mean to deliberately deal with the ghosts in this wood, but if the ghosts buried in the dirt were eyeing them, then he would not hesitate to deal with them.

He led the people through the woods, his steps were not hurried, he did not deliberately speed up, but he did not slow down, and always maintained a constant speed.

However, to Li Hui's surprise, the ghosts in the woods did not attack them.

Until the thirty or so of them had all walked through the woods, the stiff palm that was exposed to the outside did not move, and it always maintained the posture of palm facing up.

But it's okay this way, no one is targeted by the ghosts, so you can save a lot of effort.

Li Hui thought secretly in his heart.

After passing through the woods, he was greeted by a path that forked in the road, one leading to the left and the other to the right.

The view of the road on the left is strange.

On the ground of the path were large vats, each containing a different color of dye, black, red, green, yellow...... and other colors of dyes, it looks very weird.

The scene on the road on the right is much more normal, it is a small garden, and the flowers in the garden are in full bloom, but it seems a little illusory, not real, as if it was painted.

In the middle of the garden stood a figure, whose figure was somewhat unclear, but it was certain that it was a woman.

"It should be here, those dyes are very useful as raw materials for making oil paintings, and in a way, they are more useful than the undead behind them......"

Li Hui first glanced at the scene in the small garden on the right for a few moments, and then focused on the fork in the road on the left.

Those dyes were the purpose of his trip.

As one of the raw materials for making oil paintings, those dyes are very compatible with Li Hui's ability to paint ghosts.

It is no exaggeration to say.

Mastering those dyes is equivalent to mastering a large number of dead souls, and even more than that, you must know that Yang Xiao and others around him are painted by those dyes.

Li Hui, who has read the original work, knows it well.

Whenever a messenger successfully delivered a letter from the ghost post office, Luo Wensong would bring it here, and then leave a figure in those dyes, and finally draw a portrait of a person through other means......

Stomp, stomp!

As Li Hui and the others continued to move forward, they soon came to the end of this fork in the road.

As I had observed, it was a slightly larger open space, with tanks of water on the floor, but instead of water, it contained various dyes.

It's just that the colors of these dyes are weird.

The dye in the red dye vat is very viscous, like blood, but the black dye vat emits a strong smell of corpses, I don't know what is soaked in it, the green dye vat is like something moldy, there is a very strong musty smell.

In addition, the dyes contained in the other tanks are also strange, not at all colors that can be adjusted in reality, and they reveal a strange feeling everywhere.

In particular, the viscous red like blood is the most obvious, this color is extremely demonic, and there is no way for a living person to concoct it, only a certain spirit can form this bright scarlet.

"Be careful."

Li Hui said to the group of dead souls behind him: "Don't get close to these water tanks, let alone reflect them, the spirits contained in these dye tanks are irresistible to you, once contaminated, they will dissolve." ”

"Really?"

Hearing this, some people do not believe in evil.

A grim-faced man stepped out of the crowd, then stepped forward and stretched out his palm towards the water tank with red dye.

Looked at.

Li Hui didn't stop him, just stood quietly and watched.

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man's palm touched the scarlet blood-like dye in the tank.

However, in the next moment, the unthinkable happened.

The man's palm was melting rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, his entire palm was completely dissolved, and there was no possibility of recovery.

And that's not all.

This ablation continues.

After the man's palm disappeared, his arm was also dissolving, and it was still spreading upward, and if this trend continued, the man's whole body might soon dissipate completely.

Burst!

However, the man's actions were also decisive.

With a fierce look on his face, he forcibly tore off his left hand from his shoulder, and then staggered back quickly.

As for the arm he had torn off, it was thrown into the dye vat, but it didn't even make a ripple, and it was directly dissolved.

"What are you kidding?"

"It's true, those dyes are a deadly threat to us, they are simply the nemesis of our revenants!"

When the others saw this, they all subconsciously took a few steps back, away from the dye vat containing various pigments.

Even Yang Xiao frowned at this moment, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the dye vat on the ground and fell into deep thought.

Compared with the reactions of the revenants, Li Hui was unusually calm, his face did not show the slightest panic, and he calmly looked at these dye vasks on the ground, as if he was thinking about how to pack them all and take them away.

"The best way to do this is to put them in my own paintings and then take them with me."

Li Hui thought.

But before that, he had one more question he wanted to be sure.

Between thoughts.

Li Hui stepped forward and stood in front of the dye vat filled with red dye.

At the same time, the surrounding environment changed, and dense paper ashes appeared, constantly falling from the sky, as if in the next gray rain of paper ashes.

"It's ...... Ghost Domain? ”

In the crowd, someone wondered: "What is he doing here, is he going to use the ghost domain to take these dye vasks away?" ”

But no one responded to him.

Everyone was looking at Li Hui, wondering what he wanted to do, after all, this was the destination that Li Hui had said at the beginning.

When he was still at the post office before, Li Hui directly said that he wanted to go to a strange place filled with various dyes, but none of the souls knew where it was, including Yang Xiao.

Later, Li Hui said some other characteristics, such as the strange forest they had passed through before, saying that the path with the dye was behind the woods, and Yang Xiao happened to know about the forest, so everyone started to act.

The others were fine, they didn't even know about the strange woods, and even a few of them didn't go through the woods.

But Yang Xiao is different.

Not only did he know the woods, but he had crossed them and knew what was behind them, so he was puzzled all the way.

Because Yang Xiao knew very well that although there were forks in the back of the weird woods leading to other weird places, there were no paths filled with dyes at all.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that just after passing through the woods, the location that Li Hui said came into view, which made Yang Xiao wonder if there was a problem with his memory.

He remembered that the trail had only branched off on the right, leading to the garden, where ghosts were roaming, and the path they were on didn't exist in the first place.

"It should have changed later."

After thinking about it, Yang Xiao ruled out the possibility of his own memory problems, and felt that the environment of the world in the painting had changed.

After all, the supernatural power of the ghost dream he controls is extremely protective of consciousness, and it is unlikely that someone will silently modify his memory.

"But how did he know?"

"I'm obviously a newcomer to the supernatural circle, but I know a lot more than I expected, not only the outside world, but even the situation in the world painted by the ghost post office......"

Yang Xiao looked at Li Hui's back, his eyes flickered, at this moment, he even suspected that Li Hui was not from this era, but a legacy of the previous era.

It's just that Yang Xiao soon overturned this idea in his mind.

He had also explored the affairs of the Republic of China period, but none of the top powerhouses could match Li Hui, and as for the rest, Yang Xiao did not think that they had the ability to make a layout and recover in this era.

"Could it be that he has the ability to predict?"

After ruling out that Li Hui is the result of the supernatural legacy of the previous era, then the only thing that can be explained is the ability to predict.

"It's a great offspring, it seems that I chose to cooperate with him before, he does have the potential to be the top in the supernatural circle."

Yang Xiao thought secretly.

At the same time, Li Hui, who was standing in front of the red dye vat, also began his own actions.

I saw that his body was surrounded by paper ash, and the other end of the ghost domain extended into the distance, ready for emergency, and then leaned out, wanting to reflect his figure in the red dye.

The scarlet viscous dye made it impossible to tell whether it was blood or dye, and the moment Li Hui's body approached the past, his figure was immediately reflected in the dye vat.

Li Hui wanted to use the supernatural power of the dye to test something, and the results of this experiment were very important to him.

The next moment.

Ripples rippled in the red vat, and then a figure slowly stood up from the vat, and the viscous blood-like dye made a 'bang' sound.

The man was covered in blood, and he looked exactly like Li Hui, but he was red all over his body, and he looked very weird.

After the figure stood up from the dye vat, the scene nearby changed again, and a patch of red appeared in the gray ghost domain that originally belonged to Li Hui.

Patches of scarlet, paper-like ash appeared, constantly falling from the sky, but the number was far less than the gray paper ash, and it was more illusory and unreal.

(End of chapter)