Mysterious Resurrection

Li Jun said coldly, "If you stay in the world of ghost paintings, you will be killed by ghosts sooner or later."

Zhang Xianguang looked at him at this time and said, "Do you think I can't think of the problem you thought of? The reason why ghost paintings are dangerous is that no one can control ghost paintings, but what if someone can successfully control ghost paintings? After being successfully controlled, The world of ghost paintings will no longer be dangerous, because all dangers are controllable."

"Even the top ghost master will die one day. The spiritual erosion is irreversible. Your crazy plan is doomed to fail." He Yin'er said. She can live for about 100 years, and when the limit comes, she will die.

Zhang Xianguang said, "I have also considered your problem, and I thought of a solution 20 years ago, that is, let a person who will never die control ghost paintings."

"There is no one who will not die." Liu San said.

Yang Jian's face moved slightly, "No, there is a kind of people who will not die."

"Who?" The others looked at Yang Jian,
Zhang Xianguang said with a smile, "It seems that you have already realized it, yes, there is a kind of person who will not die,"

"The manager of the ghost post office." Yang Jian's expression became serious.

Immediately, everyone thought of Sun Rui, the former head of Dahan City.

Before, even if Sun Rui had his head cut off and lost his body, without the ghosts in his body to keep him alive, he could still survive.

He Yin'er was surprised, "You actually believed his nonsense?"

"However, the new world still needs order and management. If possible, I hope you can join my plan and help me maintain and improve this new world."

"Huh?" Li Leping frowned.

"However, although your plan is good, but taking so many lives to pay you to gamble on the uncertainty of supernatural powers, to be honest, I don't dare to gamble, so I hope you stop this plan. If possible, please die now , so as not to cause trouble for us." Yang Jian said seriously.

He Yin'er said with a cold face, "And your plan is destined to be impossible to realize, because you will die today."

Zhang Xianguang admitted, "However, all these secrets are meaningless from today onwards, and I took the initiative to say all this, in order to let you understand that my plan is successful, and it is not a dream."

The corpse after death was rapidly decomposing, and the flesh and blood peeled off, and soon there was only a white bone left, and then the bone shattered, turned into powder, and disappeared.

"Zhang Xianguang, do you think we will believe such foolish words?"

"Yes, that's right."

The five Zhang Xianguang had already attacked at this moment, their movements were inconsistent, but they raised the rusty old sword in their hands at the same time.

"It's okay." Lu An said.

"So, although Zhang Xianguang went in and out of the ghost post office twice, he actually delivered the last letter three times, because only in this way can he satisfy his current request."

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps, followed by the metallic sound of a rusty old sword rubbing against the ground, and Zhang Xianguang walked down the stairs again.

The other captains didn't take action, but just watched the scene coldly. They had to be careful around, because Zhang Xianguang was not alone, he had accomplices.

"I've thought about this too, so most of the time I won't manage the new world myself, I will hand it over to people with lofty ideals, such as Tian Xiaoyue, such as Sun Rui, and such as you captains, after all, the ancients said , all people have no self, gods and men have no merit, and saints have no name."

Suddenly, a voice sounded beside him, and Li Leping, who had not spoken all this time, had appeared beside him at some point, and a cold palm grabbed Zhang Xianguang's wrist.

The reason for doing this is very simple, the goodwill that Lu An didn't want to cultivate disappeared all of a sudden, among these captains, there were only two who really threatened him, one was He Yin'er and the other was Li Leping.

Without any hesitation, Yang Jian, Li Jun, Liu San, Wei Jing, and Li Leping took a step forward, directly blocking the rest of them.

Zhang Xianguang smiled, "It seems that there are still people who can understand me."

Liu Sanzhi's body was also torn apart, but a dead body with a cold feeling was revealed inside. The skin of the dead body was cut open, and sticky blood flowed out.

"If your plan succeeds, then all people's lives will be tied to you. Once something goes wrong with you, everyone will die in the ghost painting. With billions of lives, you are so confident that you can recite it yourself. Move?" Yang Jian clenched the cracked spear in his hand.

He had originally learned about the general Taohuayuan plan from Lu An, but now, through Zhang Xianguang's explanation, some things that he couldn't figure out suddenly became clear.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and was shocked by this guy's horror.

"Good job, Li Leping." Li Jun strode forward immediately.

"Zhang Xianguang left the ghost post office after delivering the letter for the first time, and then left a portrait of himself. The second time he entered the ghost post office, and after delivering the last letter, he chose to resurrect himself in the oil painting, but after the resurrection was successful He would go back to the first floor of the ghost post office and start delivering letters again, until the third time he delivered the last letter, he became the manager."

Li Jundao, "The body of such a person should be burned to the ground, lest the ghost revive after death."

Hearing these words, Zhang Xianguang immediately sighed, "Since the negotiation failed, then you should stop obstructing me from doing things. Lu An may have known that you would not agree to it, but I am still willing to try. Therefore, all captains are asked to die here today."

"In this way, the possibility of your plan's success is indeed very high, no wonder you have worked hard for it for decades." Yang Jian said.

"Is that still a human?" Zhou Deng was surprised.

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to everyone and made an invitation.

"Then I can understand that the negotiation failed? The other captains also think the same way?" Zhang Xianguang said.

"It's okay, thank you." He Yin'er said.

The sound of bones breaking rang out, and Zhang Xianguang, who was hoisted by the grass rope, glanced at Li Leping next to him with difficulty, "I won't make the same mistake twice. I can't remember you, but I will be wary of you."

Yang Jian said, "You are not a manager now. A real manager cannot leave the ghost post office."

Li Leping immediately grabbed the fallen arm and backed away slowly, his expression changing.

He Yin'er took a deep breath, and immediately took off the bracelet on his wrist, and also took out an old wooden comb and a pocket watch that had stopped working long ago from his clothes.

Once his paper figurines approached, they would be cleared away by ghost messengers immediately, so he needed to know the correct number so that the paper figurines could gather together before coming here.

On the side, Li Jun had a gash in his face, and eerie will-o'-the-wisps gushed out through the hole, as if the out-of-control flames were about to engulf him.

Although he understood, Yang Jian was still shocked in his heart.

"Did you succeed?"

The knife fell, and it seemed to be waved in the air at random. Immediately, a terrifying supernatural power erupted and directly attacked the five of them.

At the same time, Lu An and Ye Zhen appeared on the playground holding black umbrellas.

Zhang Xianguang said, "That's right, a real manager can't leave the ghost post office. There is only one way to leave, and that is to die."

"If you want to stop me, you have to do your best, otherwise the whole group may be wiped out." Zhang Xianguang, who came down again, patted his shoulder, and the will-o'-the-wisp burning on his shoulder was extinguished directly by him.

"I just said don't waste time, do it early and solve it early, maybe he is delaying time." He Yin'er said.

A hideous gap appeared on Yang Jian's neck again, and a head fell from his neck again. At this moment, he couldn't restart, because he was in the ghost domain of ghost painting, and the ghost eyes were suppressed, almost useless.

"is it?"

"The suppression quota for ghost messengers is nine. Once you place an order, you will surely die. We must get together." Wei Jing said again.

This person was also carrying an old and rusty broadsword.

Li Leping was even more miserable. He was chopped off at the waist and fell directly to the ground.

Li Jun's empty eye sockets were filled with flames, "It must have been done by the shepherd Chen Qiaoyang."

Zhang Xianguang stopped struggling at this moment, he lowered his head, lost the ability to move, and seemed to be dead.

The will-o'-the-wisp instantly ignited the entire building, and at the same time the flames overflowed, directly surrounding Zhang Xianguang.

This knife does not need to be touched to cut people, and it is not clear what the medium is, but the moment the knife is raised, everyone feels a strong sense of crisis.

"So that's why my pen didn't point to the wrong place." Lu Zhiwen's eyes darkened.

Lu Zhiwen said, "All people have no self, gods and men have no merit, and saints have no name, which means that people who have reached the extreme status cannot have prejudices, and existences such as gods and Buddhas cannot do things, because if they don't do it, they can't make mistakes. Can be worshiped by people forever, but people like sages cannot pursue fame and fortune, and are bound by fame and fortune. What he means is to become an existence without prejudice, do nothing, and not pursue fame and fortune."

"Okay, I'll trust you once." Liu San didn't ask any more questions.

"The manager of the post office will not die." Zhang Xianguang shook his head.

"He Yin'er, summon the soul, immediately." Yang Jian glanced at her and said.

"You don't need to remind me."

"It seems that you have reacted. Unfortunately, the reaction is still a bit slow. After I became the manager of the post office, I have never left the ghost post office, because this plan requires the identity of the manager." Zhang Xianguang said.

"What does he mean by that?" Zhou Deng was a little puzzled.

Zhang Xianguang walked slowly, and he said, "But I'm not the real Zhang Xianguang either."

Wei Jing explained with a numb expression, "After coming out of the training base, the number of places for suppressing ghost messengers is nine, but after the subsequent supernatural events, the exact number of ghost messengers is not sure, but I can be sure that, My suppression quota is nine, so it is probably the same for the ghosts, some uncertain changes have made the ghosts' suppression quota stay at this number."

The appearance of ghost messengers is not to attack us, but to trap us, restrict us, and prevent us from dispersing. Wei Jing, are you sure that the number of suppressing ghost messengers must be 9? "Liu San felt a little uneasy at the moment, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Are you kidding me? Why did the ghost messenger appear at this time?" Zhou Deng was shocked.

Li Leping sensed the danger, and before he could prepare, an arm slowly detached from his body and fell to the ground, with thick blood gushing out.

As soon as the words came out, the other captains immediately leaned over, and the eight captains gathered together, the number of ghosts definitely exceeded nine, and the ghosts' attacks could be ignored for a short time.

"To be able to do this is no longer human, but the way of heaven." Lu Zhiwen said.

A total of five Zhang Xianguang gathered together and came together.

Yang Jian's face was serious, and he couldn't help but compare the strength gap between Zhang Xianguang and Lu An.

Just now when Zhang Xianguang attacked the captains, Lu An made a move. He saved He Yin'er without the slightest hesitation. As for the others, he didn't care too much.

"The ghost messenger is here." Wei Jing looked at the familiar darkness and said numbly.

"You're not a manager, so what the hell are you talking about? You really are fooling people." Zhou Deng scolded.

At this moment, the sky was no longer gray, but quickly darkened.

The next moment, a blackened grass rope hung down from the air, directly strangled Zhang Xianguang's neck, and hoisted him up.

"You...?" He Yin'er looked at Lu An in front of him and didn't know how to speak.

"Then here comes the question, is the ghost messenger more dangerous, or am I more dangerous?" At this moment, another figure came out of the abandoned classroom.

It's just that it takes a little time for the souls of the dead to appear, but Zhang Xianguang doesn't give He Yin'er time to recall the souls at all.

A mass of darkness enveloped the place.

"I have other ideas. If you are willing to commit suicide, I can leave two paper figurines to guard the tomb for you." Liu San said.

The first attack must be endured, it cannot be stopped, and there is no room for fighting back.

The outlines of the three mold lakes gradually appeared nearby, and she summoned three dead souls in one breath.

They are all exactly the same, without any difference, even the supernatural weapons are the same.

Not only that, but soon, the second, third, and third Zhang Xianguang walked out from every corner of the teaching building.

Wei Jing was expressionless, his chest was torn open, exposing his rotten and smelly internal organs.

"You want the managers of the post office to control ghost paintings, and then use the characteristics of ghost paintings to invade reality, so that everyone can live in the world of ghost paintings, isolate the supernatural events outside, and solve the harm caused by supernatural powers once and for all? The manager of the ghost post office will not die, so that he can control the ghost painting forever, so that the ghost painting will not go out of control?" Yang Jian completely understood Zhang Xianguang's thoughts at this moment.

"Why don't you believe it? The Taohuayuan plan is indeed feasible. He has prepared for so many years, but it is not for nothing." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Xianguang nodded and said, "That's why I call this plan the Peach Blossom Spring Project, just like the ancients described, living in a world of Peach Blossom Spring that is indifferent to the world, and as the manager of this world, I can solve the famine, War, ghosts, disease, everything is perfect, isn't it?"

Not only that, but there were also abnormalities around the abandoned playground.

Among the two captains, He Yin'er is the most threatening, especially the so-called hole card.

So in order to prevent Yang Jian and the others from selling their favor, Lu An chose to make a move. Even if he didn't show up, He Yin'er would not be killed.

in battle.

Seeing such a tragic scene, Zhou Deng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red.

"Have you blocked it?" Lu Zhiwen was still expressionless, but he was staring at Zhang Xianguang in front of him with murderous intent.