"Sure enough, this man is one of the sources of the troubled time."

Jiang Jie looked at the haze outside the window with a faint gaze.

Jingle bell~!

The phone rang strangely, and Jiang Jie took out a rusty old man machine from his pocket expressionlessly.

She looked at the mobile phone that had long since withdrawn from the stage of history with a slightly complicated expression, and connected the call without a name.

"He didn't take me with him, I just heard him talking to himself, you're right, he's two people."

As soon as the phone was connected, Jiang Jie told what had happened before.

Snort~!

An electric current rang on the other end of the phone, followed by an extremely cold voice, which could not distinguish between men and women, and said, "Normal, he is only interested in one woman, and only this woman can control him." ”

"And now, the woman is with him, but you can't see it, and of course, when you see it, that's when you're attacked."

Jiang Jie's pupils shrank slightly, "Attack? Is the person he likes a ghost? ”

"You can say that, but to be precise, it's a ghost rider who has become an alien, but it will become a ghost later." The cold voice sounded again.

"Since seduction doesn't work, what should I do?"

"Didn't you say that? Once he masters the ghost painting, I will die, and the future you will not exist, and your fate will not be changed. Jiang Jie was a little anxious.

"If he doesn't control ghost painting, I can slowly develop and get out of here, find the power to kill him, and finally change our fate of being killed by him at will, but now ......"

From the moment she saw Yu Zhile, Jiang Jie knew that she couldn't kill the other party, and she saw a great horror in the other party.

In the long time since she had been a ghost rider, it was the first time she had seen someone who could control a dozen ghosts and still be alive.

Being hostile to this kind of person makes her feel powerless.

But when she thought that she would die in the hands of this person in the future, she was unwilling, why would she work hard to live to the end, and she would be killed for no reason?

That's not right!

"Don't panic, panic won't solve the problem." The cold voice couldn't hear the emotion, "He can control ghost paintings, but before he can control ghost paintings, he will definitely control an extremely terrifying ghost." ”

"This is an opportunity, as long as he can't control that ghost, then he won't dare to touch the ghost painting, because the horror of a ghost on his body can't suppress the ghost bride who lost consciousness and controlled the ghost painting."

"He's going to die, that's for sure."

"So......" Jiang Jie's eyes flashed slightly, and hope appeared in her heart.

"So, you need to release a ghost, that ghost will only target ghost handlers, especially ghost handlers who control a few dozen or so powerful ghosts, believe me, as long as you can release that ghost, he will be found as soon as possible, because he is the ghost master who controls the most powerful ghosts in the entire ghost painting!" The cold voice had a hint of demagogy.

"As long as we kill him, everything in the future will be changed, we will live, our families will live."

Jiang Jie's eyes gradually became firm.

For the sake of her family, friends and herself, she is willing to let go of that ghost.

"Where's that ghost?" Jiang Jie asked.

"Just outside the building, the ghost inside the coffin is, I will help you open the coffin, with the method I gave you, you will not be in any danger, but you need to be careful, after opening the coffin, you must quickly take the coffin lid out of the haze covered area, this time is three minutes, after three minutes, the ghost will be completely revived!"

Jiang Jie nodded, "I understand why you want me to attract that coffin." ”

"It's good to know, originally I planned to put him in front of the coffin, and then he would find that as long as the coffin was opened, the coffin would not attack him, but when the coffin was opened, the ghost inside would be revived, and as soon as three minutes passed, he would be attacked by that terrible ghost and die."

"It's a pity, he's too cautious, he basically doesn't make a move in the ghost painting, he is two people now and in the future, he will not let go of any of the ghosts, he can eat ......"

Snort~!

The phone hung up suddenly, Jiang Jie was slightly stunned, a little puzzled, but soon, the phone was dialed again.

"Sorry, something just happened, where did we just go?" A cold voice asked faintly.

Although Jiang Jie was a little confused, she also knew that there was a time error between her future self and her current self, and the past minute here could be more than ten days in the future.

The timing is uncertain.

Jiang Jie didn't doubt it, and repeated what she had just said.

"Well, I see, then, you just do what I say, trust me, it's going to be fun."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Jiang Jie feels that her future self has emotions at this moment, and this emotion seems to be something called sarcasm.

Jiang Jie shook her head, she must have felt wrong, how could her future self harm herself?

……

……

"Zhile, did you get any useful news?"

At the door of the building, which was shrouded in darkness, Yu Zhile stood under the street lamp, looking at this strange building.

The building was dark, the windows were blurred, and the occasional figure flickered by.

At this moment, inside the gate of the building, there was a little boy who looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old, squatting in front of a corpse, chewing and swallowing.

The blood-red blood was still steaming, and the corpse occasionally twitched twice, as if it was not completely dead.

"No, when I invaded the past, the ghost disappeared directly, although I took over the rest of the conversation, but I don't know what the specific situation is."

"I just know she's going to open a coffin."

Yu Zhile felt a little unhappy, there were few people who knew that he had entered the ghost painting, and he had not invaded it, but in this way, after entering the ghost painting, there were people who wanted to calculate themselves.

He's not Conan, wherever he goes, where there are events.

"A liar can't deceive that woman?" He Yin'er asked.

Yu Zhile sighed, "I tried, but nothing came of it." ”

Recalling that before leaving, when he used his ability to deceive people into deceiving Jiang Jie and planning to make her confide the truth, even now he was a little creepy.

It was the first time he saw someone who had been deceived and turned into a ghost.

"It's a hidden danger." He Yin'er said with some solemnity.

Now they have not mastered the starving ghosts and ghost paintings, and their strength has never reached the level of the old people of the Republic of China.

"It's fine, her calculations are of no use to me." Yu Zhile is very confident.

Even if he can't use the ghost bride's ability to summon ghosts here, he is not afraid of the ghosts here, as long as the ghosts he encounters don't have a restart, then he can't die.

If he encounters someone who can't be beaten, he hides directly in the ghost lake, and the ghost dares to enter the ghost lake, then I'm sorry, have you ever experienced beating yourself?

No?

Sorry, then you'll be able to experience it right away.

Now he's such a scoundrel.

After controlling the ghost painting and starving ghosts, he will be even more scoundrel, except for those top ghost handlers, basically no one can keep him.

"Zhile, let's get started."

The corpse inside the building was quickly eaten.

They're going to have to get the Hungry out of this building, trapped here, and the Hungry will never grow to their final form.

Yu Zhile nodded, the coldness burst out, his body became wet, and finally began to drip water droplets.

Gradually, a gloomy lake formed on the ground, and this lake began to spread towards the building, it penetrated the darkness, flowed through the cracks, and thus entered the building.

The moment the ghost lake entered the mansion, the hungry ghost, who was still in the growth stage, suddenly stopped thinking about going upstairs, but turned around and walked towards this strange lake.

Soon, the Hungry Man stepped on the lake, and its entire body sank into the water.

As the starving ghost sank into the lake, the strange lake quickly began to shrink.

"It's finished."

Looking at the lake that retreated from the building, Yu Zhile breathed a sigh of relief, the ghost lake is still very weird, and even this building can't hold the ghost lake.

The ghost lake retracted, but Yu Zhile did not let the ghost lake return to his body, but let the ghost lake spread into the distance, and finally released the starving ghost.

In reality, the starving ghost will grow up very quickly, but he will be shot to death, and Zhao Kaiming can raise him, but he can't, this is the gap.

The living people in the ghost paintings can no longer be considered alive, because they are doomed to death, and no one can save them.

"Then it's just a matter of waiting." Yu Zhile turned around and planned to leave.

But suddenly, Yu Zhile stopped, and he turned his head sharply to look at the door of the building.

"!"

Without any hesitation, he directly forced the ghost to open, and he turned around and ran.

Squeak~!

The door of the building slammed open, and an endless darkness poured out of it and invaded the surroundings.

One by one, strange figures walked out of it and walked in the direction of Yu Zhile.

And at this moment, outside the previous building, Jiang Jie, who was carrying a black oil lamp, pulled the coffin lid of a black coffin and quickly moved away from the haze.

In the haze, in the open black coffin, a woman with black hair and no face and wearing a cyan shroud sat in it.

A terrifying coldness emanated from the woman.

The haze is getting worse, but it has never reached the point where it can form a ghost.

But even so, the surrounding building floors are rapidly aging and becoming obsolete.

I don't know how long it took, but this strange woman suddenly moved, and it actually stood up from the coffin and walked out of the coffin.

The haze began to move at this moment, moving rapidly in one direction.

And that direction happens to be the direction where Yu Zhile is!

But it was said that in an extremely strange place, a person with a paintbrush stood stiffly in front of a painting.

It's a realistic oil painting, and the content on it is extremely eerie.

It's a street, on both sides of the street, with darkness on one side and haze on the other.

In the haze, there is a looming woman wearing a shroud but no face, and in the darkness, there are countless vague figures.

This is not the point, the point is that in the middle of the street there is a youth, a youth in a trench coat.

The young man was drenched, frowning at the gloom on either side.

The person holding the brush in his hand looked at the painting without any movement, but suddenly, it raised the brush and gently drew a stroke on the oil painting.

This stroke directly makes the young man in the painting become neither human nor ghostly.

The young man who was painted with a stroke changed his appearance strangely.

Next to the young man there was a woman in a red wedding dress, and a woman in a black dress appeared on the young man's back, and this woman was strangling the young man's neck, and the young man's neck was obviously broken.

The young man's appearance turned pale, his body was more rotten, and the skin on his face flew strangely, as if he was about to fall at any moment.

The gray sky was falling, and the young man surrounded by darkness and haze looked miserable.

But even so, the person holding the brush seemed to be dissatisfied, and he picked up the brush and began to paint on the oil again.

……

"Zhile, we are cursed!" In a street, Yu Zhile was suddenly stopped by He Yin'er.

"Cursed? When? Yu Zhile had some doubts in his eyes.

"It's been a long time, but the curse has just come upon us completely." He Yin'er said in a heavy tone.

Yu Zhile frowned, "Just now? ”

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at both sides of the street, a haze quickly filled the street on one side, and in the haze, a faceless woman in a cyan shroud slowly walked towards this side.

On the other side, there was darkness, extremely dense darkness, in the darkness, there were looming figures flashing, and the sound of footsteps was dripping, but it was extremely dense from this darkness.

"Zhile, my ghost can't leave, we're suppressed again." He Yin'er sensed something was wrong for the first time, the ghost painting could have suppressed the ghost, but they could use the ability to deceive people and ghosts to open the ghost.

But now, they can't turn on the ghosts, even with their ability to deceive people.

They were suppressed twice.

Yu Zhile was a little silent, he looked at the haze and darkness on both sides, "I know." ”

It seems that there is nothing left but to do one.

"We seem to have been targeted by a ghost from the moment we entered the ghost painting."

"Cursed type ghosts?"

"I don't know what the medium is."

The coldness began to burst from his body, his skin began to seep water, and drops of gloomy lake water fell from his clothes and fell to the ground, and then gradually formed a puddle.

"Be careful! Here it comes! He Yin'er said suddenly.

The next moment, Yu Zhile's face changed slightly, his wet skin quickly began to rot, and his clothes began to become old in the blink of an eye.

The decaying skin breeds a strong stench of corpses.

Ahem~!

Yu Zhile coughed abruptly, and a puddle of dirty blood mixed with carrion was spit out.

The internal organs directly rotted into a puddle of mud and accumulated in the abdominal cavity.

He Yin'er appeared, and Yu Zhile could feel that he was attacked by several powerful ghosts in an instant, and the powerful ghosts in his body were quickly suppressed.

The breath of death enveloped him.

He Yin'er quickly reached out to hold Yu Zhile's bone-revealing hand and shared the supernatural for him.

"It's hard to do, and it takes you a while." He Yin'er said and took out a piece of snow-white spirit position, and the spirit position was shrouded in coldness.

He Yin'er turned her head to look at Yu Zhile, "We won't die." ”

Yu Zhile showed a smile and straightened up, "There are beings who can kill me, but they definitely won't be ghosts!" ”

The ghost lake rolled up in an instant, and quickly began to spread around him, and a pair of miserable white ghost hands stretched out from the ghost lake, they waved and swayed, like miserable white roses.

(End of chapter)