The Mystic Painter of Recovery

Chapter 143 The Person Walking Out of Memories

Zhao Yichen picked up the weird drawing board and inspected it lightly.

An unusually weird face was drawn on the drawing board, eerie and distorted.

'This drawing board may also be a ghost, or a psychic item. '

'When Yang Jian touched this drawing board before, a portrait of Yang Jian's father popped up. '

'And when I met it, it was a sketch of Yuelian in the Republic of China that fell out, and the sketch that fell out seemed to be related to the person who came into contact with it. '

'Perhaps it should be said that the sketches that fell out are related to the dead people around the toucher. '

'And I don't have any dead relatives around me, so it can only fall out of a sketch of Yuelian in the Republic of China. After all, ghost paintings are now considered ghosts controlled by me. '

'As for Yue Lian in the Republic of China, she was also the previous owner of Ghost Painting, and I barely have some connection with her. '

'It's just that what's the use of this falling sketch?Or what is the meaning? '

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Yichen decided to put away the drawing board first, and study it later when he has time.

At the same time, he also put away the painting of Yue Lian in the Republic of China. Although he didn't know what it was for, Zhao Yichen would never let go of any ghosts related to the painting.

And the ghosts related to the painting were the least of his worries.

Walking into another room in room 301, I smelled a fragrance as soon as I entered.

"This is the smell of sandalwood." He Yuelian said softly.

Sandalwood will be ordered in many homes with conditions.

This thing calms the nerves, and it has a strong fragrance after being ignited.

But in this place, sandalwood has only one main function, to cover up the stench of decayed corpses.

Among the ghost masters, many people like to use sandalwood to cover up the smell of corpses, so as to avoid the bad smell on their bodies due to the ghosts they control.

No sandalwood was lit in the bedroom. This sandalwood should have been lit before, but it has been smoked for a long time, so there is still a residual sandalwood smell in the room, but this smell is no longer enough to cover another smell .

Seeing Zhao Yichen coming in, Yang Jian said: "The smell of this corpse is not strong, it seems that someone died here for a few days."

"But this is very unreasonable."

"Because this place was covered by thick smoke a few days ago, no living person has entered here, even if there is a corpse, it should have been blackened and turned into a mummy."

When Zhao Yichen heard this, there was no change on his face, "Isn't it unreasonable here? Otherwise, we wouldn't need to come here to deliver the letter, let alone come back here after delivering the letter."

The bedroom was dimly lit because the lights were blocked by some decorative red cloth strips.

And under the hanging red cloth, there is an old red lacquered wooden bed.

The wooden bed is not the modern one, but a three-sided canopy bed with a top.

Generally speaking, this kind of bed is only found in museums and some collectors. Of course, it is not ruled out that some antique lovers will order such a bed in their own homes.

Because this kind of bed is just placed here, the dark tone gives people a weird feeling, which makes people feel very depressed.

Ordinary people will never buy this type of bed.

There is a person lying on the bed, because it is blocked by the bed curtain, it is a bit unclear.

But there was no doubt that someone was lying there, no, not a person, but a corpse.

Judging from the body shape and hairstyle of the corpse on the bed, the corpse on the bed looked like a skinny old man.

'It's Meng Xiaodong's body. 'Although I haven't seen it clearly yet, Zhao Yichen thought of it with certainty.

At the same time, there was also a look of worry on his face, Meng Xiaodong's murder pattern after waking up was related to his memory.

She can walk out of memory and replace real people.

Yes, memory, not recollection.

Although the two sound similar, they are actually very different.

Reminiscence is thinking of someone else.

As for memory, as long as this person exists in your memory, she can come out of your memory.

It's just that what is her law of killing, the only thing Zhao Yichen knows is that as long as you see her in the past, she will stare at you.

"The corpse has something in its hand."

Suddenly, Yang Jian's voice sounded.

After getting close, Yang Jian saw that the corpse had folded its hands outside the red quilt, and there was a letter on it.

It was a letter delivered to room 301 by the ghost post office.

"How did the letter get into the hands of this thing?"

"Did Liu Qingqing do it? Or did the corpse on the bed wake up during the time I was away, and came to the living room to take away the letter from the ghost post office." Yang Jian's eyes fluctuated.

Zhao Yichen's face didn't fluctuate much, but he didn't approach the bed.

"It's very likely that the letter has been sent to the wrong place. Take it down first."

Speaking of a scarlet blood man beside the bed, he took the letter from the dead Meng Xiaodong's hand.

The reason why the blood man was asked to do it was mainly because he was worried that his approach might trigger Meng Xiaodong's law of killing.

Although it is already known that the law of killing is related to memory, such a terrifying ghost may have more than one law of killing.

The blood man picked up the letter in the hands of the corpse, and nothing unusual happened.

At the same time, Yang Jian covered the ground with a ghost image and held a hatchet in his hand, triggering the medium of the ghost hatchet. He wanted to use the medium of the ghost hatchet to see if anything happened before.

Zhao Yichen looked at this scene and didn't stop it. In fact, he also wanted to see Meng Xiaodong's situation after he recovered.

But he didn't want to be targeted by the recovered Meng Xiaodong.

Yang Jian will use him to solve some ghosts and avoid using the power of ghosts himself.

He will also use Yang Jian to test some things, so as to avoid falling into unknown dangers.

The team formation between ghost masters is like this, even if there is no hostility towards each other, there will be various intrigues.

This situation cannot be avoided except when unity is necessary, or when it is not beneficial to oneself.

At Yang Jian's feet, a strange and pitch-black shadow gradually spread towards the surrounding area.

As the shadow covered the ground, Zhao Yichen also noticed an old man standing on the red wooden bed not far from Yang Jian.

Perhaps it was because Yang Jian had just seen it that the old man began to invade reality. The old man was still just a phantom, but it was slowly solidifying.

Zhao Yichen was very familiar with the appearance of this old man, it was Meng Xiaodong, but at this moment her eyes were ashen, and she was looking in Yang Jian's direction blankly.

But from Yang Jian's perspective.

A thin, strange old man exuding a strong smell of corpses, who seemed to have been dead for ten days, suddenly appeared in front of him.

The corpse spots all over his body had turned into rotten blackboards, and the eye sockets were deeply sunken, but they were not closed, revealing a pair of dead gray and numb eyes.

What frightened Yang Jian was.

The corpse in the medium actually walked from the wooden bed to the door step by step.

Suddenly, Yang Jian noticed that the dead old man in the medium stopped suddenly, turned his stiff neck, and looked at him abruptly.

Moreover, the media began to become clearer, and the illusory scene became real.

In Zhao Yichen's vision, Meng Xiaodong's phantom body has become more and more solid, more and more like a real person.

The recovered Meng Xiaodong invaded the real world through the medium provided by Yang Jian, and this recovery could no longer be interrupted.

Even if Yang Jian retracted the ghost image, he immediately interrupted the medium of the hatchet, making the scene in front of him disappear.

The old man who died for a long time in the medium still stood there upright, and did not disappear because Yang Jian interrupted the medium.

Although the body that had already solidified became a little more illusory again, giving people an unreal and illusory feeling, but it still emerged strangely in place.

"What are you kidding?"

Yang Jian was so frightened that he quickly took several steps back.

"The ghost in the medium has not disappeared, but has remained the same, and has really successfully invaded reality."

"No, she shouldn't have completely invaded reality, but half of it, because you took back the medium, interfered with the invasion, and slowed down the progress of this invasion."

Zhao Yichen replied with a serious face.

The old man's body is not real, it is still between illusion and reality, and it presents an incomprehensible black and white, which is incompatible with the colorful real world.

A trace of cold sweat dripped down Yang Jian's forehead unconsciously, and he fixed his gaze on the strange old man floating in mid-air in front of him, presenting illusory black and white colors.

"I can't stay here anymore. I can't imagine that if the medium continues to be triggered, will there be a second old man who invades reality from the medium again, and the corpse on the bed may also wake up again. I have to leave. Confirm this time It is enough that the owner of Room 301 is dead."

"Fortunately, the letter has been received, let's hurry up and leave."

Zhao Yichen nodded, and immediately led He Yuelian out of the room. "Although the old woman has not moved, I suspect that you have been targeted. Be careful not to be killed."

Yang Jian followed behind Zhao Yichen with an ugly expression, but he didn't reply.

The balance of room 301 was broken, and no one could predict what would happen afterwards, but a red box still appeared in his hand.

Several people exited the room without any risk, closed the door, and then returned along the same road.

But before they closed the door of Room 301, they went downstairs.

Outside the building, there was a frightened, shrill scream that suddenly reverberated again.

That voice was Li Yi.

Yang Jian's face changed, and he closed the door of Room 301, but he didn't take a few steps as they turned around and left.

"boom!"

The door of Room 301 opened again with a loud bang.

There is no sign, and there is no artificiality, as if it is affected by something.

The door won't close!

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian became terrified. If the door could not be closed, the old lady inside might come out of Room 301.

Even the body lying on the bed could have come out of the room.

He turned back and closed the door again, only to have the same phenomenon.

As long as he let go and didn't block the door, the door would open with a bang.

Yang Jian even naively blocked the door with something, but it didn't work.

He just blocked it a little bit, and as time passed, the force to open the door was too great, directly pushing away the things blocking the door.

Obviously, the gate here is opened because of the imbalance of the spirit here. If you want to close the gate, unless you let the gate blocker, or something similar to the spirit, you can't close it at all.

"This door can't be closed anymore. Let's go outside to see what happened. Don't forget, there are still quite a few ghosts outside."

Seeing that Yang Jian hadn't come down yet, Zhao Yichen, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs, shouted at him.

Hearing this, Yang Jian gave up trying to close the door.

Coming outside the building, Zhao Yichen asked everyone.

"what happened?"

On an open space outside the residential building.

Yang Xiaohua covered her mouth, her face was pale, she was inexplicably frightened, she pointed not far away.

That was Li Yi. At this moment, Li Yi stood there with a dead face, motionless, completely motionless like a puppet.

Although the corpse remained intact, the inside of the body had been completely hollowed out by something.

There are no internal organs, no flesh and bones, only a layer of fresh skin remains, maintaining the shell of a living person.

"A ghost has started killing people. It should have nothing to do with those wandering ghosts. It's probably that Liu Qingqing. Just now I saw Liu Qingqing's figure appearing on the fifth floor of this building. She was looking over here. Go, and then Li Yi screamed."

Li Yang came over, and he talked about the situation just now.

"Liu Qingqing is indeed very likely. I have seen this woman in a cheongsam standing outside the building before, standing in room 301 where the faceless doll is placed."

"Although it was just a phantom, she was the only one who was wearing a cheongsam and didn't come out with everyone."

Zhao Yichen looked at Li Yi's position, Li Yi was already dead, and his internal organs were gutted to death.

Logically speaking, he should have fallen to the ground, but at this moment, he was standing there strangely, without the powerlessness that a corpse still has.

On the contrary, it was like a stiff puppet, and it might be a puppet controlled by Liu Qingqing, which is very possible.

"Boss, I tried it just now. After lighting the letter paper, the road to the post office did not appear at all. The letter was just as you said. It was sent to the wrong place. Did you get it back?"

At this time Zhou Tianyi came over and reminded.

Hearing this, Zhao Yichen took out the yellow letter in his hand, "I have already got it, just send it again later."

"The thing to worry about now is the problem here. The balance of room 301 has been broken, and the ghost that has been very scary is about to come out."

With that said, Zhao Yichen pointed to another building.

"Maybe the seventh building of the ghost post office is that one. I just entered the Mingyue community and mistakenly thought that this was the seventh building."

"Tianyi, go and deliver the letter. There shouldn't be too much danger there. You can leave this letter directly in Room 301 of the seventh building, and then leave immediately with letter paper."

Zhou Tianyi nodded, the situation here is out of control, Zhao Yichen needs to stay, and he is the most suitable person to deliver the letter.

Just when Zhou Tianyi took the yellow letter and was about to go to the real seventh building.

"Why does sending such a dangerous mission go to only one person?"

An abrupt voice sounded, with a strange smile and provocative meaning.

The voice came from Li Yi.

I don't know when Li Yi stood not far away with a smile on his face, and turned around to look at everyone.

When the mouth spoke, it was empty.There are no organs, flesh and blood, just a layer of skin.

Zhao Yichen took a look at Zhou Tianyi, and signaled him to ignore the matter here, and take care of it by himself.

He looked at Li Yi with a playful look on his face.

"Have you been controlled by supernatural power? Li Yi, you are really unlucky, but your state is quite interesting, and it seems that you still maintain a certain amount of human wisdom."

While speaking, in Li Yi's consciousness, he saw a pair of white hands like porcelain jade appearing.

Immediately, Li Yi's whole body was like a deflated ball, and it instantly became limp, and finally only a thick layer of flesh fell to the ground.

At this moment, a scorched black figure appeared. This figure seemed to have been burned by fire, and its whole body was scorched black.

"Smoker?"

Also appearing at the same time was a man with a numb expression and a cold breath. The man's eyes were empty and he looked in the direction of Zhao Yichen and the others.

"Is this the sleepwalking ghost that Li Leping mentioned?" Yang Jian said with a serious expression.

"Obviously it's not night yet, but because of the smoky ghost, is it night if you're in the midst of ghosts?"

At the same time, amidst the black smoke, a thin figure was walking quickly from another direction.

"The haunted ghost, the sleepwalking ghost, and the smoky ghost all appeared."

"I'll leave it to you." Zhao Yichen turned to look at He Yuelian who was wearing a red wedding dress beside him.

"The attack rule of looking for ghosts is to get close to it, and the range is a few meters around it. It is a fatal attack."

"You can use the ghost to send it into the world in the painting remotely."

"The smoky ghost's law of killing is to move in the smoke, you just use the ghost to forcefully suppress its ghost."

"The last sleepwalking ghost is a bit scary, and it may be troublesome. You can stop it first and prevent it from coming to our side."

He Yuelian is really inexperienced in supernatural events. Although she has contacted and used supernatural powers in the world in the painting, Zhao Yichen seldom has time to teach her.

No one taught her, the main thing she practiced in the world in the painting was to control the things that the use of ghosts and beasts would not affect other places.

Now he can only let Zhao Yichen explain to her what to do first, so that he knows how to deal with these ghosts.

"Okay." He Yuelian responded, and countless ashes of burnt paper began to fall from the sky.

A huge gray ghost forcibly pushed open the smoke ghost's ghost and suppressed its ghost.

As the ghost creature completely enveloped the three ghosts, a somewhat gloomy voice sounded.

"Wait a minute." The source of the voice was a ghost who was suspected to be a sleepwalking ghost.

(End of this chapter)