"Do you want to speed up the ghost eater? I foresaw a glimpse of the future. He Yin'er looked up into the distance, the wasteland outside the city was very vast, and it was impossible to reach the end by walking, or even opening the ghost snake.

Ghost paintings are essentially composed of many oil paintings that have been endowed with supernatural powers, and if you want to get out of here, you can only invade or control an oil painting, and then leave from the source.

"How many ghosts are there in the ghost painting?" Yu Zhile asked a key question.

In his previous memory, he knew the number of ghosts in the ghost painting, but it was only in what they thought was a dream, and it was different here.

"It's only a third worse than the Endless Graveyard." He Yin'er carefully compared it and gave an accurate answer.

"Not bad." Yu Zhile's eyes flickered slightly, "If nothing happens now, the ghost lake has begun to eat the ghosts of the cemetery, and the speed of eating will be very fast, but it has also angered Zhang Dong." ”

"So, the Endless Graveyard hasn't been completely eaten, and about half of it is left."

He Yin'er's eyes lit up slightly, "So, after we ate the ghosts in the ghost painting, the horror level was higher than hers." ”

Yu Zhile smiled, "Not only that, we can actually be twice as tall, or even more." ”

He Yin'er was slightly stunned, and her beautiful eyes were a little puzzled, but it was only very soon that she thought of the key.

"We're going to have a dead marriage here? Will there be any surprises? He Yin'er had a strong expectation in her eyes, but the expectation was far less than worry.

"It's just incomplete, it doesn't affect the progress of the sadhana, we almost have what we should have, and the rest can be added later."

Yu Zhile followed He Yin'er's line of sight, swept past countless swarming ghosts, swept past the gloomy city, and saw the wasteland full of unknowns.

"The ghost who has completed the ghost marriage is not comparable to the ghost that is deceived by ghosts."

"There are some things that can't be done by the level of terror."

Yu Zhile retracted his gaze, and the ghost lake directly submerged around, and the countless ghosts that touched the ghost lake were all submerged and then devoured and digested at this moment.

The surface of the lake swayed gently, and the expectation in He Yin'er's eyes turned into satisfaction when she looked up at the sky, and she said, "Okay, my little husband." ”

The voice fell, and the whole world did not ...... It was the whole ghost painting that fell silent at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, terrifying and treacherous things appeared, and strange oil paintings suddenly appeared in the sky.

In each oil painting, there are fierce ghosts that begin to come out, and these ghosts fall from the sky the moment they step out of the oil painting, and fall into the ghost lake that greets them below.

The wind is blowing, the paper ash is swept into the sky, and the bride's skirt is grinning, so delicate.

The world should be what I think, Yu Zhile and He Yin'er, the two madmen, always thought so.

So, in the ghost painting, it was a terrible ghost of an S-class supernatural event that was released, and it was devoured one by one.

And in the ghost lake, a ghost marriage is taking place.

Outside, a blind old man on crutches suddenly stopped his invasion, and his brows furrowed deeply.

"One step? The key to your victory is the ghost bride? ”

The old man lowered his head and pondered, suddenly looked at the outskirts of Dachang City, he was silent for a while, and raised his hand violently, "Since this is the case, then I will help you!" ”

Outside Dachang City, the pool of blood formed by bright red blood suddenly twisted at this moment, and then the blood began to disappear visibly to the naked eye.

It's just a matter of less than a moment, this incident is an S-class supernatural incident in the city, and the blood pool formed by the resurrection of the ghost after the ghost rider's severe death has disappeared like this, leaving only a large pit in place to prove the footprints of this ghost's existence.

And in the Endless Graveyard, in the real depths, a blood-red tomb suddenly cracked, and the tombstone fell directly to the ground and began to weather.

In the middle of the grave, a female corpse with no clothes, snow-white skin, no face, no hair, and no nails walked out of it.

The female corpse came out of the grave, her face was snow-white, she had no facial features, it had no hair, no nails, her skin was new, snow-white as snow, and the smell of decay emanated from her body, which made the air around her thick. The silent female corpse moved forward step by step, as if looking for something.

It walked out of the grave and towards the outside of the endless graveyard, and gradually, it disappeared into the darkness, and disappeared with no place to go.

"The source is for you, the ghost blood is also for you, and you need to find the rest of the puzzle yourself." The old man squinted his eyes and said lightly.

No one replied, but the old man's expression stretched, "Yes, but Zhang Dong must not die, at least not at the hands of that ghost!" ”

The old man's expression was cold, as if everything could be abandoned, but only this one could not be an exception.

There was still no reply, but the old man seemed to hear the answer, and his expression became more relaxed, "Okay, I'll wait for you for seven days, and he can hold on for seven days." ”

The old man did not speak again, turned and disappeared in place.

In Dajing City, Qin Lao, who was originally anxious, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Did you agree?" The results are not bad. ”

"Is seven days enough for him to grow to that point?"

"Do you need Zhang Xianguang to send the rest of the ghost bride's puzzle pieces over?"

The old man asked this, and then waited quietly, and after a long time, he sighed and said nothing.

In the ghost post office, Zhang Xianguang looked at an old woman standing at the door of the ghost post office with a gloomy face.

He knew that when he was about to walk out of the ghost post office but was stopped, it meant that this matter had been taken over by the older generation.

"Aunt Meng, why?" Zhang Xianguang looked at the old woman with a complicated expression.

The old man was very old, drooping, wrinkled, gray-haired, dressed in shabby linen clothes, and carrying a wooden basket covered by a rag, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

She stood at the door of the gloomy post office, the wooden basket swayed slightly, and there seemed to be something trying to come out of it, so that the wooden basket could not be kept quiet, and the old man looked tired, as if he had been walking for a long time......

"It's about your father, you can't be willful." The old man said tiredly.

Zhang Xianguang was silent, he could already be someone else's grandfather, and it was the first time that he was taught not to be willful at this age.

But the person who said this was older than him, and he didn't have any reason to refute it.

"However, the ghost painting, the ghost wedding dress, the ghost face, the ghost blood, and even the real body have already been obtained by him."

"My most critical plan is ghost painting, and my relationship with his gentleman was only based on the premise that he didn't touch ghost painting, but now it's ......."

Zhang Xianguang looked at the old man with gloomy eyes, his plan was destroyed, it was absolutely impossible for Yu Zhile to control the ghost painting to carry out his so-called Taoyuan plan, the essence of the two of them was the same, but the path was different.

He walks by brainstorming, while Yu Zhile walks alone for hundreds of miles and thousands of miles!

The difference between the paths of two people is like one dividing the eggs and there is hope when something happens, and the other is putting the eggs in one basket and playing all the things when they come out, and there is no hope.

Both men honestly disagreed with each other's plans.

"It's different." The old man shook her head, she looked at Zhang Xianguang, there was some sadness in her eyes, "If it was before, your plan was okay, because there was enough time to try and make mistakes, but now it doesn't work, there is not enough time, there is no time for people to try and make mistakes." ”

"Envy, you have to understand that once time comes to the end this time, everything will be over."

Zhang Xianguang frowned, "What do you mean?" ”

He didn't understand what the old man meant, what was the old man alluding to? Why is there no time?

The old man didn't speak clearly enough, he didn't hear well enough.

Meng Xiaodong sighed, "We are now like a river with no branches, the moment the river flows into the sea, it is the end of everything, there are only two results, there is no suspense, you may not understand, but Yu Zhile He understands, in short, Yu Zhile's plan is much better than your plan, even if it changes a lot." ”

Zhang Xianguang's hand clenched the rusty machete in his hand, and he looked up at Meng Xiaodong, his eyes full of cruelty.

"That's it?"

"That's it?" Meng Xiaodong's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a dangerous meaning in his gaze, "You don't understand the essence of the matter, I don't blame you, but you have to understand that this matter was decided by your father, not me." ”

Hearing his father's words, Zhang Xianguang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, he didn't say anything, turned around and went straight upstairs, and the open post office door was slowly closed at this moment.

Meng Xiaodong was gradually isolated outside.

The old man didn't speak, turned and disappeared into the darkness, the rules of the ghost post office didn't exist for her.

Endless graveyard.

Time, past, months ago.

"Since I exist in the future, it means that I will not be killed by you today, in that case, why are you still desperate?"

"Is it just for Luo Qian, who was killed by me?"

The grave flowed, and the woman in the white dress stood on the flowing grave in confusion, looking at the old man who was all dark within three meters around.

Zhang Dong stood in the dark world, looking out at a woman who claimed to be Hongli, but a ghost.

He was expressionless, "You understand very well that the future can be changed, and your existence is indefinite, which means that whether you are alive in the future or depends on whether you are still alive now." ”

"Hehe...... the woman in the white dress sneered, "I have appeared in the future, and you actually say that I am indefinite?" ”

Zhang Dong's gaze was always indifferent, "You are wrong, only by spending today will your past be determined and your future will be quotased." ”

"Huh?" The woman in the white dress didn't seem to quite understand what this meant, she didn't have this knowledge in her head.

"The world has stepped into the final path, at this time, time is fooled and deceived, the past is not eternal, the present is not the starting point of the future, the future is not fixed, which is one of the reasons why you can go back to the past."

"Your current strength is not enough to go back in time, time is the mainstream leading to the sea, how difficult it is to go against the current."

"But you, who have just developed wisdom, can go back to the past just by eating the ghosts and living people of the seven cities, do you think it is possible?"

Zhang Dong walked slowly forward, and the flowing grave soil was wiped away the moment it approached the darkness.

The woman in the white dress listened to Zhang Dong's answer, her brows furrowed deeply, "No, it stands to reason that I should have knowledge in this area, but why can't I understand what you are saying now?" ”

Yu Zhile's memory is comprehensive, and the logic is extremely perfect.

Yu Zhile is omnipotent, knows everything and is proficient, but he shows the image of a stupid person.

"After all, it's just someone else's calculation, it's normal that you don't understand, the person who understands doesn't want you to understand at all, what you're doing now, even in his calculations, there may be errors in the process, but the result is pretty much the same."

"It's a pity, you don't understand, if you do, you won't be reckless to go back to the past and eat ghosts." There was a slight pity in Zhang Dong's eyes.

Even if this ghost has extremely high wisdom and powers that are not inferior to those of God, it is one of the means for someone to test whether this world is a dream or not.

At the same time, it is also helping that person to understand the true nature of the world, as well as to confirm his conjectures.

"It's really pitiful......" Zhang Dong looked at the woman in the white dress sarcastically.

The woman in the white dress had a gloomy face, and there was uncontrollable dead silence in her eyes, and she was suddenly startled, "My wisdom ......"

She suddenly became uneasy, and just now, she felt that her logic was being destroyed, and some of her knowledge was being lost.

It's as if she's turning back into an unintelligent ghost!

"You!" The woman in the white dress was startled, "You erased my logic loop!" ”

Zhang Dong didn't speak, just walked slowly towards the woman.

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly restarted herself to restore what had been erased.

When the logic loop was restored because of the restart, she breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time had a strong vigilance about the strongest in the Republic of China.

"It is worthy of being the strongest person he admires the most, if it weren't for the problem of lifespan, you might have solved the supernatural revival long ago." The woman in the white dress began to retreat, her body gradually turning into sand, and in the blink of an eye, the woman became a puddle of grave soil and merged into the flowing grave soil.

Zhang Dong didn't care about the woman's movements at all, she couldn't escape, and so did he.

Looking up at the abnormal blood red of the sky, Zhang Dong felt a little helpless in his heart, "Boy, I hope you can come soon." ”

This time has been forcibly stripped out.,If it's not stripped off.,This ghost is likely to flee to a deeper time.,The ghosts in time are not repeated.,If a ghost eats from the future to the past.,That will give birth to an extremely terrifying existence.。

"I can't erase this period of time for too long...... Zhang Dong has a clear understanding of his strength, even as the strongest in the Republic of China, he can't strip it for too long.

His current behavior is tantamount to reaching into the river of time, grasping the main line of the river of time, and then forcibly pulling it away from the river.

This is provoking time, even if the master of time has been divided, time still cannot be provoked!

In the ghost painting, Yu Zhile looked at the distorted space, his eyes blinked slightly, "It seems that I am right, if you want to truly solve the supernatural recovery, you must let time not produce branches." ”

"I kind of know the reason why there is an endless stream of ghosts."

"The way the predecessors imprisoned the ghosts is really weird, but unfortunately, something went wrong......

(End of chapter)

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