Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Leading people to see ghosts and leading ghosts to see people sounds a bit scary, but this is only an ordinary situation for ordinary people.

At this moment, the god appeared, and he was in the Zhenjun Temple again. Yi Shuyuan, not to mention, even Shao Zhen was more excited than afraid.

At the moment when anxiety and expectation had no time to arise, I saw the man of God pointing with a golden pen. The picture of a hundred ghosts in front was already as big as the sky, and endless clouds were born from it.

The next moment, this gust of wind carried the three of them into the clouds.

Shao Zhen couldn't see clearly around him, and felt both uneasy and expectant in his heart. Although he didn't fully understand what the god said, he also understood at this moment that he might be able to see the many ghosts he drew.

And the divine light cast by the golden pen continues to spread in the painting.

The originally narrow map of a hundred ghosts seemed to be continuously expanding at this moment. When Yi Shuyuan and others came out of the clouds, the bottom had become a mountain with a hundred ghosts standing there, surrounded by a blur of white mist.

This move is obviously not a method of painting, but it is similar to when Yi Shuyuan rescued the carp spirit. With the help of Shao Zhen's realistic paintings, it feels like it has transformed into a painting.

In fact, this change is also very novel for the hundred ghosts in the painting, and they gradually become excited.

Previously, the hundred ghosts were in the painting, more like being squeezed into a flat surface, but now they all have a full and spacious feeling. This feeling has only been experienced by the previous blue-robed ghosts and long-haired ghosts.

But at this moment, golden light appeared in the sky in the painting, and above the sky, a robed god came on the wind, followed by Yi Shuyuan and Shao Zhen.

"Is this the Hundred Ghosts painted by Mr. Shao? It's really breathtaking!"

The exclamation in Yi Shuyuan's words was not fake.

At this moment, seeing the hundreds of ghosts with different Qi below, it is obvious that they all have their own spirituality. This is already very exaggerated. After all, Shao Zhen is just a mortal. To a certain extent, those amazing and talented ghosts You are truly a person favored by heaven!

When Yi Shuyuan looked at Shao Zhen, he found that the reaction on his face was slightly different from what he had imagined. It was not fear or excitement, but anxious search.

Although he was still high in the sky, Shao Zhen could naturally see the hundreds of ghosts below. He could even see the details of every ghost with just a glance, because they were all drawn by him.

But he couldn't find the most crucial one.

"No, no, where did Guishou go? Where did Wuxiang go? Why isn't he here?"

Hui Mian glanced sideways, "Good guy, sir, it's normal for you not to be afraid. Why isn't Shao Zhen afraid? Is it really because he drew it himself that he's not afraid?"

To be honest, all the hundreds of ghosts below were looking at the sky at the moment. Although they were numerous in number, they were completely silent. A normal Hui Mian would have been terrified.

But at this moment, Hui Mian is holding the golden pen as if he has infinite divine power. At least from Hui Mian's point of view, he seems to be omnipotent, and naturally he is not afraid. At this moment, he is the true Great God Yunlai!

"Mr. Yi, Master Yunlai, please help me look for it. Where did Wu Xiang go?"

Shao Zhen's words were really a little anxious, but Yi Shuyuan looked at the mountain where the hundred ghosts stood and said leisurely.

"Mr. Shao draws ghosts and creatures, so there are hundreds of ghosts appearing, but Mr. Wuxiang hasn't really painted them yet, so the ghosts cannot appear!"

This sentence woke up the dreamer, and Shao Zhen was speechless.

Yes, I haven’t drawn it yet. Since it hasn’t been drawn, it naturally doesn’t exist.

Although the faceless ghost head is not here, it is obvious that no ghost is close to the center of the mountain. Even the more than thirty ghosts around, each of which is almost more human-like than the last, have not entered that area.

Although the Hundred Ghosts appear in this special world, they always maintain the position in the painting. They can only move their bodies and their eyes are always looking at the approach of the golden light in the sky.

Until Hui Mian came down with Yi Shuyuan and Shao Zhen.

Hui Mian was not polite at all and landed directly in the center of the mountain. The gold pen in his hand imitated Yi Shuyuan's turning fan movement and turned around for several weeks before finally being held in his hand.

It feels so good to have strong mana!

However, before Hui Mian, who showed his divine power, could speak, hundreds of ghosts in the mountain were already bowing or crawling towards the top of the mountain.

Alas, are you so wise?

Hui Mian subconsciously glanced at Yi Shuyuan, who shook his head slightly and looked at Shao Zhen. It turned out that the painter who the hundred ghosts worshiped was the painter who gave him spirituality.

As the Great God of Yunlai, Hui Mian was somewhat godlike at this moment. After Baigui paid homage to Shao Zhen, he also bowed to him. The former waved his clothes, took a step forward, and spoke loudly.

"You have been waiting in the temple for a while. You should know where this place is based on your own spirituality. Today, the true king is under the protection of the gods. I have ordered you to take you to experience the atmosphere of the human world. You can not be invaded by the sun and fire, and you must not be disturbed. To people!”

"If something bad happens, there will be no chance to turn around. Do you know?"

Hui Mian said and looked at the long-haired ghost at the foot of the mountain. It was the one that caused trouble last time, but now it was cowering in a corner, not daring to make any mistakes. The ghosts around it were also looking at it.

Among the ghosts near the top of the mountain, thirty-five were human-like, with at most some unusual features. They were the first to surrender, and some of them even spoke human language.

"We know the power of the Holy King!" "Thank you God for your grace!"

"Thank God!"

Hui Mian couldn't help but look at the people who were talking carefully. Even Yi Shuyuan was slightly surprised, and Shao Zhen opened his mouth wide.

All the ghosts in the painting must be "silent" or even "senseless" at first, which is why the long-haired ghost instinctively wants to seize the golden body and some of the children's talents.

But at this moment, there are many ghosts who can make sounds and can make logical and clear speech. This is very rare. It is no less difficult than the monster refining the crossbones.

Last time the long-haired ghost was put back together, the ghost that made the mocking sound should be one of these ghosts.

Shao Zhen suddenly asked after being shocked.

"What do you think of me?"

Yi Shuyuan was also curious about this question, and so was Hui Mian.

Shao Zhen finished his words and did not respond for a while. After all, this was not a real painting. On this mountain with no wind and no animals, once no one spoke, the surroundings became eerily quiet.

All the ghosts looked at each other, and then looked at Shao Zhen. The blue-robed ghost who had painted before took a step forward and saluted Shao Zhen.

"My husband is our biological parents. If your husband allows me, we are willing to call you our father!"

There was a strange expression on Yi Shuyuan's face. He could naturally feel the sincerity in his words. Although there were ghosts on the Hundred Ghosts Map, they really didn't have much intention.

Even the long-haired ghost who once escaped is indeed scary from a human perspective, but from the perspective of the long-haired ghost, it's not much better.

At first, the evil spirit caused chaos in the mind, but later he was suppressed by God and almost collapsed his own existence. The possessed child was suppressed by Chen Han, and then controlled by the Xian Sheng Zhenjun. He was resurrected several times.

Shao Zhen's mood was very complicated. He took a deep breath and looked at each ghost he drew from the nearest to the farthest. Even some of his habits when painting were reflected in these ghosts, but they were more three-dimensional, but no more. One is not in line with what is in mind.

He didn't know if it was because he felt particularly special at this moment, but he could also detect the respect in Baigui's eyes when he looked at him, and the sincerity in his words.

At this moment, Shao Zhen's fear of Baigui disappeared.

Seeing that although Shao Zhen didn't speak, his expression softened, and there was some relief and inexplicable color in his eyes, the blue-robed ghost hesitated, and then tried to call out in anticipation.

"father"

When the word "Dad" came out, Hui Mian on the other side couldn't help but smile even if he wanted to maintain the majesty of the Great God Yunlai at this moment.

Originally, Hui Mian was somewhat resistant to these ghosts, and was particularly dissatisfied with the long-haired ghost. But when he said "Dad", the atmosphere suddenly changed. Hui Mian suddenly felt that these ghosts were quite cute!

Yi Shuyuan also grinned, while Shao Zhen on the side was stunned.

Seeing that Shao Zhen had no objection, the ghosts who could speak rushed to shout one after another.

"Dad!" "Dad" "Dad!"

"Hey, hey, stop shouting, stop shouting!"

Shao Zhen finally panicked, but this kind of panic was completely different from the panic caused by fear of ghosts.

"Hahahahahaha."

Master Yunlai clapped his hands and laughed.

"Shao Zhen, there are so many ghosts and ghosts out there! Hahahahahaha."

But as soon as Hui Mian saw Yi Shuyuan, his smile stopped. Sir, what did you say? Stay calm!

"Ahem! The acknowledgment between a father and his child makes me, the Great God Yunlai, very touched. In that case, let's show the ghost to the person."

Shao Zhen looked helpless and hesitated to speak. He really didn't know what to say.

Yi Shuyuan looked at it and shook his head in amusement, but still couldn't let go.

At this moment, the golden pen in Hui Mian's hand was dotting the sky randomly, leaving more than a hundred light spots. Then he waved his sleeves, and these golden light spots fell like snowflakes.

"One by one, this is the mark of the divine light. If you don't want to go out, don't pick it up! This method can reveal the divine light, so that the earthly ghosts, gods and gods who are roaming around today will not come to catch you!"

The hundreds of ghosts had different expressions. Some just looked up at the sky, waiting for the golden light to fall. Some stretched out their hands to catch it, while others jumped up.

Some of these golden light spots are on the ghost's forehead, some are in the palm of the hand, some are on the arms, some are on the shoulders, and some are on the neck or even the chest.

When all the ghosts and ghosts received the golden light, Hui Mian waved his pen in his hand, and a golden light was like a tornado, covering the entire mountain.

The ghosts' bodies flashed with golden light, and they lifted off the ground along with this blast of divine wind.

The next moment, the mountain peaks in the scroll were empty, and the golden light escaped from the painting like the wind, flying out of the house with strange noises that ordinary people could not hear, and flying into the sky. Several lively Lantern Festival lantern festivals in Dengzhou City can also be regarded as Let’s make a light show with ghosts on Valentine’s Day.

This kind of experience that can only be found in myths and legends makes it difficult for Shao Zhen to describe his feelings at this moment, and some of the worries about painting seem to have been temporarily wiped away.

At this moment, Shao Zhen only felt as if he had learned the immortal's flying technique, and could even fly everywhere with his thoughts, shuttling through the crowd together with the ghosts at extremely fast speeds.

Everything in sight is different from the past. Not only are there lights, but every person has a variety of colors, which is dazzling!

"Hey, Mr. Yi, what are you here for?"

Shao Zhen suddenly realized that he was the painter of hundreds of ghosts, which made perfect sense here. What about Mr. Yi?

Yi Shuyuan also traveled together in the lantern festival. Of course he was not as excited as Shao Zhen and Baigui, but he also found it interesting and answered with a smile.

"Mr. Shao was troubled by painting, and Yi was troubled by books. They are both people who sincerely seek advice from Zhenjun. They are both given by Zhenjun and can appreciate different scenery! Zhenjun once said, if I can change everything Ghost of a face, perhaps storytelling can make further progress!"

Shao Zhen suddenly realized that he was a fellow sufferer!

The True Monarch is indeed worthy of being the Divine Lord of Heaven. Let him look for Yi Daozi and see changes, and let Yi Daozi look for himself and see hundreds of ghosts change!

The change in Shao Zhen's mind at this moment is a picture in his mind that is presented together with the scenes in the book. It is a character or ghost created by the storyteller's intoxication!

However, many ghosts with the divine light of the True Lord Temple suddenly appeared in the city, which also shocked the ghosts and gods in the city. The guiding god in front was brilliant and magnificent, but they had also never been seen before.