The mysterious resurrected card maker

"Boom!"

Si Ye's words were like thunder, causing everyone to break out in a cold sweat.

Not only Zhang Xianguang, but also the other captains and the second-generation ghost controllers of the Republic of China who were hiding in the dark felt a strong sense of horror at this time.

Some people make ghosts their family members because of curses, some are even controlled by evil ghosts, and some replace evil ghosts.

But this was the first time they met someone like Si Ye.

"You!" Zhang Xianguang stared at Si Ye with his eyes widened.

Zhang Xianguang knew that Si Ye could control the bride, but in his opinion, Si Ye's method of controlling the bride should be through some special supernatural power.

For example, like the ghost herder Chen Qiaoyang, he can also rely on his own supernatural powers to control ghosts.

I really didn't expect that the relationship between Si Ye and the bride would be like this.

He looked at Beichuan, and his eyes stopped on the red wedding dress Beichuan was wearing.

"Quickly, stop the mummy bride and don't let her come into contact with the ghost paintings, otherwise all our decades of hard work will be in vain at this moment."

Then, Zhang Xianguang seemed to have thought of something and suddenly shouted to the dilapidated building behind him.

"Want to stop me? You must have this yourself."

"Zhang Xianguang, I admit that you are very strong. If you fight alone, I may not be your opponent."

Si Ye said coldly, "But now you can't ask those ghost controllers from the Republic of China to help."

"In this case, how are you going to distract the supernatural beings around me?"

"Others, help me stop the others. I will deal with Zhang Xianguang." Si Ye shouted to the captains behind him.

The captains hesitated for a moment when they heard Si Ye's words. What Si Ye just said shocked them.

However, thinking that Zhang Xianguang had caused the ghost painting to get out of control, completely ignoring what ordinary people would do, they quickly headed towards the building one by one.

They wanted to block those second-generation ghost masters from the Republic of China and buy time for Si Ye.

"Are you sure you want to stop me? Although there is indeed no solution to the ghost problem, I dared to take the initiative to publish a book, so I naturally thought of a way to deal with it."

Zhang Xianguang said coldly, "And asking the bride to control ghost paintings may not be as good as my ability to control ghost paintings, right?"

"Your lifespan is limited. You will die one day, but I will not die as a post office manager."

"And if there really is a problem with the bride losing control, even if you are imprisoned by her, you will not be killed."

"But when someone else triggers her murderous pattern, who will stop her?"

At this moment, another figure walked out of the abandoned classroom.

This man was also carrying a rusty old broadsword.

He is still Zhang Xianguang.

No.

Not only that, the second, third, and third Zhang Xianguang walked out from various corners of the teaching building.

They are all exactly the same, there is no difference, even the supernatural weapons are the same.

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

"Infinite restart?" Li Jun noticed this scene in the distance and exclaimed.

This scene seemed familiar, but it was extremely terrifying.

"This guy"

Zhang Xianguang's supernatural ability is that no ghost controller in the entire supernatural circle has ever shown a level of supernatural power.

Even if they have just come into contact, everyone already has a rough assessment in their minds, that is, there is a big gap between them and Zhang Xianguang, at least one level behind.

But now there are five Zhang Xianguang coming together.

"Can Si Ye really stop that guy?"

For a time, many captains became suspicious.

Ghost fire surged around Si Ye, and under the influence of the ghost, a room made of stone and earth appeared.

Taking out the house numbers 404 and 707, Si Ye posted them on the door he had prepared earlier.

"You want to do that trick again? But this time you don't have a chance."

Zhang Xianguang said coldly, and the five Zhang Xianguangs slashed their swords at the same time.

"Really? You are on guard against me, but why am I not on guard?"

Si Ye sneered and took out a few old dolls in his hand.

Each of the five dolls has a gold needle pierced through their bodies.

Si Ye pulled out the golden needle and the five dolls started to move.

But then, the bodies of these five dolls instantly shattered into several pieces.

"A scapegoat?" Zhang Xianguang narrowed his eyes.

Although the scapegoat doll was no longer of much help at their level, Si Ye used it at this time and still succeeded in delaying the time.

At this time, two house numbers have been successfully posted on the door of the stone and earth house.

There was darkness pouring out of each of the two rooms.

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

A darkness enveloped this place.

"The ghost is coming."

Li Jun looked at the familiar darkness and said with a numb face.

"Are you kidding? Why would a ghost appear at this time?" Lin Bei was shocked.

Li Jun's empty eyes were filled with fire: "The ghost incident was solved by Si Ye."

"At that time, I used Guixiao to help build a room made of stone and earth."

"Si Ye's actions just now, coupled with the door sign, are very similar to the props used when imprisoning ghosts at that time."

"Si Ye should be planning to release the ghost now."

"Let the ghosts out." Liu San looked solemn.

"Is Si Ye planning to completely muddy the waters? That thing is no joke."

"Kizashi's ability to continuously grow and infinitely restart will become completely unsolvable once it is released and allows him to obtain several ghosts in the captain's body."

"Don't worry, since Si Ye can control the bride and various other ghosts, I guess the ghosts can also be controlled by him."

When Zhang Xianguang saw this scene, he knew that it was already too late after his attack was blocked by Si Ye.

But he raised his hand again and slashed in Si Ye's direction with the machete.

Now he no longer wants to stop the ghosts, he only hopes to stop Si Ye. As for the bride and the captains, he will leave it to others.

Not far from Shuangqiao Town Primary School.

A few people were staring at this place. They didn't dare to get close and could only watch everything from a distance.

Because although they were following Zhang Xianguang and others, they were not second-generation ghost controllers, but third-generation ghost controllers.

The reason why they are connected with Zhang Xianguang is mainly because Zhang Xianguang's plan is indeed attractive to them.

They became ghost masters a long time ago. At the beginning, they just wanted to survive and work hard to survive.

But later these people discovered that after getting through it, their feelings, desires, and humanity all began to be lost.

Their families, children, relatives, and friends begin to fear them, like a monster that is not accepted.

This is what every ghost rider has to experience, so before they completely lose everything, they must find a goal to fight for.

Zhang Xianguang's plan just met their requirements. It gave them something to do and persevere, and it sounded like it was doing good things for mankind.

"This Si Ye is really not simple. Zhang Xianguang's life is worth it. If this Si Ye is allowed to grow up, he might become another Zhang Xianguang-level figure, even more terrifying."

An old man with age spots looked solemnly, looking at the area blocked by darkness.

His name is Zhang Xian, and he is also from Shuangqiao Town. Although he looks older, in fact he can only be regarded as a junior in front of Zhang Xianguang.

"It's a pity that the bride is not in our hands. Now there is no guarantee that this plan will be completed perfectly." Someone said solemnly.

"Everything was clearly planned, but in the end, the relationship between Si Ye and the mummy bride was not thought of. It's really disappointing."

"Understood. After decades of planning, I definitely don't want the final battle to determine the outcome. Otherwise, it would be unfair to lose one battle and lose the whole game. Since we are going to fight, we must fight meaningfully."

"Now I'm at a disadvantage. Although I'm not sure I can block the mummy bride, for the sake of this plan, I still decided to block it."

"Even if it can only block it for less than a minute, or even ten seconds."

Someone looked solemn and slowly walked towards the mummy bride.

"Including me, the plan that has been planned for so long cannot fail just now."

"This plan is my only thought of living now. If it fails, there will be no difference between me and death."

As the two spoke, the others also walked towards the mummy bride with solemn expressions.

Just like what they said before, the belief that supports their lives now is Zhang Xianguang's plan.

If the plan fails, there is no point in continuing to live.

After becoming ghost masters for so long, they have long lost their desire for survival and become numb. They are no longer as desperate to survive as they were at the beginning.

On the other side, inside the ghost post office, in the world of oil paintings.

Another Zhang Xianguang was staying in the ghost post office. He was silent, just sitting quietly in a corner, thinking about time in his heart.

There is no concept of time in the oil painting. He can only calculate an approximate time based on the signals received before that time.

This time cannot be too early or too late.

Exposure too early will increase unnecessary risks, but appearing too late will affect the smooth progress of the plan, so it is stuck at a very critical point.

"I don't know when I can get out of this hellish place. I have been trapped here for so long that I have almost forgotten what the outside world is like."

From the ghost post office in the oil painting, voices of complaint came again.

Sounds like this happen every day, no wonder.

"I feel like this ghost painting is very likely to get out of control, and this is also an opportunity for us."

"Opportunity? I think it's a crisis. If there is a supernatural incident, many people will die outside."

The out-of-control ghost painting was not only noticed by the outside world, but also by them at the post office.

The ghosts of the ghost painting are very powerful, and their range can copy reality to the extent of infinite expansion.

Therefore, the ghost post office in Dahan City was naturally invaded by ghosts drawn by ghosts.

While these people were talking, some people looked at Zhang Xianguang and Zhang Xianguang in the corner.

"Hey, Zhang Xianguang, what are you trying to do out there? You're both killing the captain and making ghost paintings. I feel like you're planning something big."

I thought Zhang Xianguang would not answer, but unexpectedly, Zhang Xianguang stood up slowly in the corner.

"It's almost time."

"What?"

Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting smiled slightly: "I said, it's almost time, I should leave here."

"Leave here? Zhang Xianguang, are you confused? We are all painted people. We are not real. We can only exist in the world of oil paintings and can never leave."

"Even committing suicide is difficult. I can only wander here forever like a dead soul, without freedom."

Someone stared at him strangely, as if the Zhang Xianguang in front of him seemed strange for a moment.

He doesn't look like the person he usually knows.

Zhang Xianguang didn't speak, just walked out minding his own business.

The others stared at him in confusion, not knowing why.

"If you don't want to explain, no matter what you want to do, I will stop you."

At this time, Yang Xiao came out and stood at the door of the ghost post office, blocking his way.

Yang Xiao is a portrait left by Yang Jian's father. He is a very powerful ghost controller. Like Zhang Xianguang, he is one of the top figures among the second generation ghost controllers.

"You're right. If you don't explain, you can't get out of here."

Others also noticed Zhang Xianguang's weirdness. Being reminded by Yang Xiao, they immediately stepped forward and blocked his way.

A group of at least a dozen people were all former messengers from the fifth floor. They were not considered to be the top ghost controllers outside, but they could also be considered a huge supernatural force.

Zhang Xianguang said: "Explanation? That's fine. Considering that we have been together for so many years, I really should give you an explanation, so that you will not be kept in the dark until now."

"But this matter is a long story. I have other things to be busy with, so I'll keep it short."

"Actually, I am different from you. You are supernatural beings painted in oil paintings, but I am not. I am a normal living person."

"Are you kidding? A normal living person? You have lived in an oil painting for more than ten years, and you actually say you are a normal living person? Do you think I am blind?" someone immediately retorted.

Yang Xiao also frowned: "You were already here after I sent the last letter."

"Normal ghost controllers cannot be immune to the influence of supernatural powers for more than ten years, nor can they maintain normal body functions without eating or drinking. Even if you are an alien, you cannot maintain this state forever. "

"Yes, so I have another identity, that is, the manager of the post office." Zhang Xianguang said.

Only as a manager can I stay in the post office forever, remain the same for more than ten years, and blend in perfectly with you. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

The news was revealed, which was no less than a bolt from the blue for them.

"Are you the manager of the post office?" Yang Xiao stared at him.

Zhang Xianguang nodded and said, "Yes, to be precise, I am the third manager."

"Okay, that's about it. You should actually thank me, because I have let the ghost paintings cover the entire Dahan City."

"It will be successful soon. Once successful, you in the oil painting will be able to enter the world of ghost paintings and escape from this narrow place."

"If you are lucky, you can still see your former relatives and friends. I believe that the days to come will not be boring."

"Um?"

They were stunned for a moment, then understood, and their eyes suddenly shrank.

"You lunatic, are you going to drag the whole city into a ghost painting first?"

"That's wrong, it's not the whole city, but all the cities and all the people. Only by staying in the world of ghost paintings can we isolate ourselves from supernatural attacks and ensure that everyone lives a safe life." Zhang Xianguang said seriously and coldly. .

"I hope that you will become my companions instead of interfering, but now, it is not the time for you to make a choice."

"What if I kill you here?" Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes and asked.

Zhang Xianguang said: "I am the manager of the post office. You can't kill me unless I die in the post office."

"Then let you sleep forever."

Yang Xiao strode forward. His figure gradually changed into a lake and was about to disappear. At the same time, a strong sense of sleepiness affected Zhang Xianguang.

"Yang Xiao, you are a genius. If you grow up for more than ten years, I don't doubt that you can really be stronger than me. But you are dead, so now I have to change my opponent for this game."

Zhang Xianguang did not dare to hesitate, so as not to be dragged into the nightmare, he immediately took a step forward. An exit immediately appeared in front of him. He followed this sudden gap and really walked out of the world of oil painting.

Yang Xiao failed to stop him, and his supernatural power could not affect outsiders in the oil painting.

"He said it was true. He really stepped out of the world of oil painting." Others were shocked.

Zhang Xianguang looked back and said to Yang Xiao in the world of oil painting: "When I succeed, we will play chess again."

Subsequently, the exit was closed.