There is no doubt that these crazy remarks shocked all the captains.
Even the people in the paintings are like this.
Let people all over the world live in a world of ghost paintings. It would be impossible to imagine it without decades of cerebral infarction.
But Zhang Xianguang thought of it and did it. He persisted for more than 20 years.
This is an unimaginable man.
"You madman, you want to drag the whole city into a ghost painting?"
Hearing this, Li Jun said in shock and anger that among so many people, he was the only one who could not accept such remarks the most.
"Yes, 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 when the time comes, you will become my companions, not disruptors."
As he spoke, he extended his hand to everyone and made an invitation.
"If your plan succeeds, then all human lives will be tied to you. Once something goes wrong with you, everyone will die in the ghost painting. There are billions of lives. You are so confident that you can carry it.
move?"
Yang Jian tightened his grip on the rusty hatchet in his hand.
"I have also considered this, so most of the time I will not manage the new world myself, but will leave it to people with lofty ideals, such as Tian Xiaoyue, Sun Rui, and you captains. After all, the ancients said
, A perfect person has no self, a god has no merit, a saint has no name.”
Hearing this, Su Yuan showed a little ridicule on his face. The ancients were very particular about their speech and were very polite.
The so-called "perfect man has no self, gods and men have no merit, and saints have no name" means that people with the highest status cannot be biased, and beings such as gods and Buddhas cannot do things, because if you don't do them, you will not make mistakes, and you will always be accepted by others.
Worship, and people like sages cannot pursue fame and fortune or be bound by fame and fortune. What he means is to become a being who has no prejudice, does nothing, and does not pursue fame and fortune.
However, anyone who can do this is no longer a human being, but a god.
"Zhang Xianguang, do you think we will believe this nonsense?"
He Yin'er said with a cold face: "And your plan is destined to be impossible to realize, because you will die today."
"The manager of the post office will never die." Zhang Xianguang shook his head.
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be silent for a while. He was right. In the post office's territory, the other party was inherently invincible.
"But I'm curious how you knew about my plan."
At this time, Zhang Xianguang suddenly looked at Su Yuan and said.
He had never disclosed these plans to anyone he didn't know, so how did Su Yuan know about them?
This is a question that cannot be explained.
Su Yuan smiled and didn't say anything. He couldn't say that I was a time traveler. I had read the original work, and I even played it.
"Although what you said is very extreme, it is indeed possible to solve the supernatural incident once and for all. Even if we don't know how long it will last, it is indeed a feasible way." Su Yuan said.
Hearing this, Zhang Xianguang smiled: "It seems that there are still people who can understand me."
"But it is precisely because of this that I have to risk so many lives for you to bet on the uncertainty of supernatural beings. To be honest, I don't dare to bet, so I hope you will stop this plan. If possible, please die now.
So as not to cause trouble to others."
Su Yuan sighed: "I respect you as a person. If you die, I am willing to pull this face and ask Liu San for two paper figures to guard your grave. How about that? A captain-level figure will guard your grave."
, this row of noodles is huge, don’t be ignorant.”
Liu San smiled and said, "If he is willing, I don't mind."
Li Jun said: "The corpses of such people should be burned to prevent the ghosts from resurrecting after death."
"I just said don't waste time, start early, solve it early, he might be delaying time." He Yin'er said.
When Zhang Xianguang heard these words, he immediately sighed: "Since the negotiation failed, then you should stop stopping me from doing things, so I ask you all to die here today."
"Yeah?"
At this time, Yang Xiao strode over. His figure gradually blurred and was about to disappear. At the same time, a strong sense of sleepiness affected Zhang Xianguang.
"I think you'd better sleep here forever."
"Yang Xiao, you are a genius. If you grow up for more than ten years without doubting that you can really do it, but you are already dead, so now I have to change my opponent for this game."
Zhang Xianguang didn't dare to hesitate, and he wasn't stupid either. Since Su Yuan had exposed him, if he didn't leave now, would he still be waiting to be beaten by a group of people?
He immediately took a step back, and an exit immediately appeared in front of him, and he planned to follow this sudden gap to exit the world of oil paintings.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"You can't leave."
A cold hand grabbed Zhang Xianguang's wrist, and Li Leping, who had been silent for the whole time, appeared beside him at some point.
"Good job, Li Leping." Li Jun immediately strode forward.
The will-o'-the-wisp burned instantly in the world of the oil painting. At the same time, the firelight overflowed and directly surrounded Zhang Xianguang.
next moment.
A black ghost hand appeared out of thin air and broke Zhang Xianguang's neck.
The sound of bones breaking was heard.
Zhang Xianguang, whose neck was broken, glanced hard at Li Leping next to him: "I won't make the same mistake twice. I can't remember you, but I will be wary of you."
"Um?"
Li Leping frowned.
Zhang Xianguang immediately stopped struggling. He lowered his head and lost the ability to move. He seemed to be dead.
After death, the body decomposed rapidly, and the flesh and blood peeled off, and soon only a white skeleton was left. Then the bones shattered, turned into powder, and disappeared.
The corpse just disappeared out of thin air.
Seeing this scene, Su Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the situation had changed.
The Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting now is not the real Zhang Xianguang, but a copy of Zhang Xianguang, just like the people in the oil painting.
What a concealment, what a deception.
As a person matures with age, there is no doubt about it.
But when did the plan go wrong?
After thinking about it, Su Yuan could only guess that it was because his arrangements for He Yuelian aroused Zhang Xianguang's vigilance, so he made a new arrangement of his plans.
And this kind of behavior also caused everyone to be deceived.
What a Zhang Xianguang!
Realizing this, Su Yuan couldn't help but take a deep breath: "We have all been deceived. The real Zhang Xianguang found that something was wrong and had left the oil painting. What he saw just now was the copy he left behind after becoming the messenger on the fifth floor.