The world is actually really weird, that's undeniable.

As the savior of the inner world, Yang Jian can be killed by him at any time.

But he is the savior, the existence of hope, every time he sees Yang Jian, a sentence will appear in his mind.

When the world calls out your name, that's when the supernatural ends.

This sentence appears very often, and it turns out that Yang Jian has also done it.

But it was because he did it that he was surprised.

Curse of Ghost Eyes, Ghost Shadows, Ghost Dreams, Ghost Hands, Ghost Lakes, Wood Knives, Coffin Nails, Music Boxes......

That's all, a captain was created, and a little starving ghost was created, and a Yang Jian was created.

A Yang Jian who ended the revival of the supernatural.

It's a sloppy feeling.

"When the world calls your name, it is the end of the supernatural, what a big breath......"

"Is this a prophecy? Are you talking about the guy named Yang Jian? ”

Ye Zhen tilted his head to look at Yu Zhile, who was lying on the railing, blowing the river breeze.

"Who knows?"

Yu Zhile bent down to pick up a stone and gently threw it into the water.

"Maybe in the future, he will add you and me to be the strongest three masters, this is also possible."

Belch......

Ye Zhen subconsciously thought of a sentence in his mind, did he also think of dancing?

Ye Zhen hurriedly shook his head, this Sanjie is not very good, he feels that something will happen.

"You think highly of him."

"He's worthy."

Yu Zhile looked up at the sky, the time was almost up.

Next to the small river in the suburbs, people gradually appeared.

The two young men standing next to the abandoned guardrail looked up one after another.

Two middle-aged people, a woman and a young man, actually bumped into each other by accident.

Zhang Xianguang, Nie Yingping, He Yin'er, Yang Jian.

There were four people in total.

At this time, the sky was faintly bright, and the four of them looked at the two of them, and their eyes were a little surprised.

"Just a few of us?" Zhang Xianguang looked at the thin sword with a gold scabbard on Ye Zhen's waist, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"What's the panic, some people don't dare to run into us now."

Yu Zhile pulled the collar of his windbreaker, and then straightened his waist.

He Yin'er walked over, thought for a while and didn't say, "That woman was taken away by him." ”

She pointed at Zhang Xianguang and said.

"Don't get me wrong, it's not a calculation, it's just an accident, and I didn't expect her to meet you." Zhang Xianguang reached out to cover his forehead a little helplessly, "That, you can talk to her when you have time to solve the matter." ”

"What are you afraid of? Liu Qingqing is just Liu Qingqing, she will not be Zhang Youhong. Yu Zhile said calmly.

Zhang Xianguang thought for a moment and nodded, "It's me who is too worried." ”

Nie Yingping looked at Zhang Xianguang, who nodded, his eyes flickering slightly.

The communication between the two made Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, and even He Yin'er feel confused.

But Yang Jian remembered the two names that came out of Yu Zhile's mouth.

I also remembered the faces of everyone present.

"Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, Zhang Xianguang, Nie Yingping, He Yin'er, as for me, you all know each other."

Yu Zhile pointed to several people in turn and reported their names one by one.

Several people looked at each other, and there was some strange emotion in their eyes.

"How's it going?"

Zhang Xianguang walked up to Yu Zhile and asked.

"It's up to luck then."

Yu Zhile said indifferently.

"But don't worry, anyway, I've found a way back, and it won't affect you too much."

Yu Zhile's assurance made Zhang Xianguang feel relieved.

"It's good that you have a sense of proportion, what do you need me to do, you just say."

As long as Yu Zhile said that he had found a way out, then he could put his heart in his stomach.

Yu Zhile doesn't want to die, so he won't die.

It was something he knew when he first met him, a very strange feeling.

Yu Zhile nodded, but he was not in a hurry, "I suggest you don't bring the skin paper, otherwise I'm afraid you won't wake up." ”

When Yang Jian heard this, he was not surprised, "I gave it to Zhang Wei." ”

"Good choice."

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Nie, your purpose is very simple, you will kill people from abroad."

"He Yin'er, you cooperate with them and be careful yourself."

"Ye Zhen, pay attention to a person, to be precise, a ghost, I told you the killing law of that ghost, just drag it out, don't worry about the ghost boy."

Yu Zhile's expression became solemn, and he arranged for several people to enter the main purpose of the ghost painting.

"Yang Jian, after waking up, if you are interested, you can come and take a look, of course you don't forget it."

Yang Jian shook his head, "I still don't want to watch it." ”

What are you kidding, go and see?

What to see?

Watch ghosts eat ghosts, watch ghosts kill people, watch ghosts kill ghosts?

It is estimated that just after one glance, he became one of them.

The sky is azure, and there are no paper cranes on the ghost mirror.

Some are just a piece of black cloth.

Yang walked over the mirror shrouded in black cloth and looked Yu Zhile up and down.

"How did you put down this mirror?"

Yang Jian asked curiously.

Yu Zhile didn't speak, glanced at Yang Jian, and walked past him.

So, a strange scene appeared.

Everyone present squinted their eyes and stared at Yu Zhile, who was acting strangely.

They watched Yu Zhile squatting slightly on the ground, tilting his head, and nodding from time to time, as if listening to others.

The strange behavior made Yang Jian feel slightly startled.

Zhang Xianguang and Nie Yingping's brows furrowed slightly, and they didn't understand what the situation was.

He Yin'er glanced at the expressions of several people, and among the several people, Ye Zhen was the calmest.

"Do you know what's going on?"

He Yin'er asked.

"I don't know." Ye Zhen said indifferently.

“……”

He Yin'er was speechless, I don't know?

Then why do you have a calm face?

I thought you knew.

Yu Zhile nodded again, then reached out to take something and stood up.

"Guys, it's getting started."

With that, he raised his hand and swiped through the air.

Something weird happened.

Yang Jian's face changed slightly, and he looked around, the world around him was rapidly falling paper ash, and a strange white hue appeared, replacing the world around him.

Almost instantly, his ghost eyes popped out, but they shrank back as soon as they came out.

Ghost!

They were being dragged into the ghost of an extremely terrifying ghost.

Yang Jian's face changed completely, and without any hesitation, he took out a red candle and lit it without hesitation.

The candle was lit, emitting a faint green light, and the moment the candle was lit, Yang Jian extinguished it again.

Taking advantage of this gap, his ghost eyes opened again, and the scarlet ghost snake suddenly opened, leaving here with Yang Jian.

Ye Zhen looked at this scene, his eyes flickered slightly, there was something in this Yang Jian.

Yu Zhile glanced at Yang Jian, who had disappeared, and didn't care, he walked in front of He Yin'er, stretched out his hand and inserted a white rose that only he could see into He Yin'er's hair.

He Yin'er frowned slightly, "What are you doing?" ”

The surrounding scenery is undergoing extremely strange changes.

They are detached from reality, and the ghosts are directly suppressed.

The scenery and the world around them became abstract and eerie, as if they were walking towards a painting.

Zhang Xianguang looked up at the paper ashes floating in the sky, and a familiar spirit appeared.

He turned his head to look at Yu Zhile.

"It's all the same, isn't it?" Yu Zhile grinned.

Zhang Xianguang lowered his head slightly, thought about it and nodded, it was indeed the same.

In that case, let's bet on a big one.

It's done, He Yuelian doesn't want it.

If it doesn't work out, there's nothing to lose.

He Yin'er raised her hand and touched her hair, she could vaguely feel something on her head.

But I don't feel it.

It was a strange feeling, just like the voice before, faintly audible, but not visible or touchable.

"What do you put on your head?"

The surrounding environment is changing rapidly, and paper ash is floating in the air.

Their clothes were stained with a lot of paper ash.

It is the first time for Zhang Xianguang to enter ghost painting like this.

In the past, I was in a ghost painting in the blink of an eye.

This is the first time that this kind of situation has been slowly pulled into by ghost paintings.

It's very interesting.

"It's nothing, it's just a flower."

Yu Zhile looked up at the sky that was gradually becoming gray.

Paper ashes don't want money to fall, and the treacherous scene makes people feel solemn.

This is a ghost drawn by a ghost, and it is on its way.

When you enter the ghost painting, the first thing you lose is the ghost.

Fight inside, escape only with your feet.

He has a special attraction for ghost paintings, and he has the highest priority for ghost paintings compared to others.

When he triggers the killing law of the ghost painting, the ghost painting will directly abandon the others and come towards him.

Especially after using that flower, even more so.

That flower is a painting and a pen.

Use it to write or draw, draw, and write something that is a ghost painting.

Anyone who sees it will forcibly trigger the killing pattern of the ghost painting.

Of course, if you can see it.

So this is also the reason why the ghost paintings have not yet arrived, and they are already being pulled into the ghost paintings.

"Flowers?" He Yin'er frowned, "What kind of supernatural item is it?" ”

"Well, a pretty good paranormal item." Yu Zhile nodded slightly.

He Yin'er didn't say anything more, just reached out and stroked her hair again.

Still nothing has been touched, this supernatural object is very weird.

She didn't ask what it was, nor did she ask what Yu Zhile had just done.

She just believed in the man who wanted to kill her at any moment.

The world has completely changed, and a strange city emerges like a mirage.

Reality is fast fading away, and ghost painting is about to enter.

In the distance, Yang Jian looked at the few people who were gradually becoming illusory, and there was solemnity in his eyes.

"Is this a ghost painting?"

"It's really scary, come up and suppress the ghosts."

The horror of the ghost painting made Yang Jian more aware of how treacherous and infiltrating the confrontation inside would be.

A king abroad, an S-class ghost, and an unsolvable supernatural event.

These may not be too unusual in the room.

Several people disappeared completely, but the environment did not recover, but became more serious.

The gray clouds in the sky became thicker.

Yang Jian's pupils shrank when he saw this scene.

The ghost painting was left in Dachang City!

"The supernatural event mentioned on the skin paper is a ghost painting incident?"

Yang Jian's face changed slightly, and while the ghost painting had not spread, he directly opened the ghost snake and left here.

The city of Dachang is in danger.

Yang Jian left, and he was going to hang himself in the safe house he had prepared.

With Yang Jian leaving, another person came here.

He carried a pitch-black coffin and looked at the world of paper ash floating in front of him.

"I hope you do what you say."

The man muttered to himself, and a man loomed behind him.

The man let out a breath and felt his current body full of spirits.

There was some disgust in his eyes, it was this kind of thing that made him lose his family.

But now he has to use this kind of thing to bring his family back to life.

The man carried a coffin worth 500 million yuan and walked towards the strange world without hesitation.

Soon, the man disappeared into the gray world.

The ghost painting has arrived completely, and it stands outside Dachang City.

But all you can see are the ghost riders and the satellites in the sky.

So the headquarters blew up.

Zhao Jianguo anxiously arranged for the operator to contact Yang Jian and Zhao Kaiming to determine the situation.

But the phone couldn't get through anyway.

"What's the situation, don't tell me that these two are involved?"

"Check, let's see where the two satellites are!"

Zhao Jianguo wiped his face and quickly arranged it, then picked up his private mobile phone, hesitated for a while and dialed a number.

He had a hunch that the supernatural incident in Dachang City was caused by the owner of this number.

Zhao Jianguo took a deep breath and looked forward to the phone being connected.

But unfortunately, there is no way to get through, and the other party is not in the service area.

Like the previous phone call, there was no answer.

Previously there was no answer, now it is not in the service area.

What the gap between the two means, Zhao Jianguo dare not imagine.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Jianguo left the wiring room directly.

The headquarters moved again, again because of something caused by one person.

……

There is a locust tree full of locust flowers in Huai Village, and a middle-aged man looks at the white flowers on the tree with a blue face.

"It's all cheap, it's all against me......"

"In that case, don't blame me."

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of gloom, and he turned away from the tree full of locust flowers.

Abroad.

"It's weird, I feel Alice's sister in the painting."

A thin man in a suit and politeness turned his head to look at Alice next to him in some surprise.

Alice rolled her strange eyes and looked at the thin man.

"It seems that Mr. Yu has entered the ghost painting, which is really interesting."

"Is Mr. Yu planning to snatch the ghost painting from us?"

A dry, eerie, oozing laugh emanated from the throat of a short, clown-drawn man.

One of the kings, the Joker.

He leaned back on the couch and played with a dagger, a grim smile on his face.

Several people around looked at the clown calmly.

"That's not right...... The source of the ghost painting is leaving! ”

The face of the first person to speak just now changed slightly, and then the thin man disappeared directly in place.

The smile on the clown's face stiffened, and the faces of the others in the room changed.

"Looks like Mr. Painter is going to be in trouble." The clown retracted his smile and looked grim.

There weren't many people in the room, just a few.

But it's all kings.

"Today's reception banquet for Mr. Fang may be postponed."

The missionary stood up, and he glanced at everyone.

"Joker, killer, Alice, coffin bearer, you four go and help the painter."

"Ghost painting is the key to whether the captain can quietly land at headquarters."

"There is no room for error."

"No problem, willing to help." The clown stood up and bowed gracefully.

The killer nodded expressionlessly.

Alice didn't speak, but nodded.

A man who had been standing all the time, with his hands raised, with a dead expression, said dryly, "Good. ”

The missionary nodded, "Then I will wait here for your return, and I and Mr. Owner will assist you." ”

"The ghost on Yu Zhile's body is very important, and the ghost painting is also very important, and the captain is very interested."

Hearing this, a weird smile appeared on the corner of the clown's mouth, "It's just right, I still want to catch up with Mr. Yu." ”

Before, because of that old thing, all of them didn't dare to really do it, otherwise Yu Zhile would die.

Mr. Yu is really not strong.

The rest of the people didn't have much of an opinion.

The missionary looked calm, looking at the paintings left by the painter on the walls, and there was a strong ambition in his eyes.

The four of them quickly moved from the painting to the ghost painting.

Missionaries, lords of the manor are out to help.

The clown, the coffin bearer, the twins, the killer, and the four kings cooperate with the painter to control the ghost painting and kill Yu Zhile at the same time.

Can this lose?

The missionaries didn't believe they would lose, and this time there was no antique that could save Yu Zhile.

In Dajing City, an old man stood outside the gate of the capital, with vicissitudes and helplessness in his eyes, but there was still a little excitement in his eyes.

How many years, how many years have there been no one who can change the future with his words and deeds.

Now that it has appeared, the king who would not have died this time has died, and the future that should not have appeared has appeared today.

He Yu Zhile, this time he took the lead in beheading four kings for them.

Forge a path for future captains.

"The future changes because of you." The old man laughed suddenly, a smile that saw hope.

"I saw a woman carrying a coffin, and the person inside the coffin was the lord of the underworld......"

"Haha, that's great!"

The old man smiled heartily and was very pleased.

There has been a power outage in the past two days, and yesterday I went to the field to dig sweet potatoes, basking in the sun for an afternoon, and I was sleepy when I went home, and I was so sleepy that my brain was confused.

Sorry, I took a leave of absence yesterday, I made it up today, and there is a change in the evening.

(End of chapter)