After explaining things about the post office manager clearly to Sun Rui, Yang Xiaotian took back Guimeng's supernatural powers.
The phantom of Sun Rui's consciousness that originally appeared in the air now disappeared like a bubble.
"Well, the purpose of entering the world of oil painting this time has basically been completed. Now it's time to leave here. After all, there are still things to deal with at the post office."
Yue Li looked at Yang Jian.
To be honest, in Yue Li's opinion, entering the world of oil painting this time has been very rewarding.
Not only did he find the missing Sun Rui, he also came into contact with the core of the oil painting world, the group of immortal undead.
Of course, in Yue Li's mind, the biggest reward was the discovery of those large vats filled with paint.
This gave Yue Li some special ideas.
But now is not the time to take it into your hands, so the idea is still in the theoretical or even simple idea stage.
There is still some gap between practice and practice.
Although I have a so-called exposure attitude towards very few things, Yang Jian did not want people to know that the paint in these small jars fell into my hands.
"We have been in the world of oil painting for some time, and it is indeed time to leave here."
What Zhang Xianguang said just now is right, that era belonged to them, and you are just some dead souls."
But soon after, my idea changed.
Through that incident, Yue Litian knew that there was definitely a small problem with his body after birth, so he had to rely on others.
Ling Yi showed a rare strange expression and said calmly: "Your mother is very bad. She is currently retiring in her hometown and has not remarried."
"Really?" After hearing that, Yue Litian fell silent for a moment: "Thank you for the hard work, and hard work for him. I'm sorry, you just did everything like that."
When I talked about that incident in the Oil Painting World Post Office, I didn't really care about it. Naturally, it would be the worst if the supernatural could do it.
At most, there is nothing else that needs Fan Zhi to continue to stay in Yang Jian.
"He hasn't done enough yet." Fan Zhi said with a serious expression.
"You are all dead souls. Your work has been eliminated by the times. Now you can only be a witness and cannot participate too little."
Seeing Yue Li and Yang Jian not showing up for a long time, they might have some thoughts that they shouldn't have.
For example, information about ghost dreams;
Lingyi didn't say anything, he just nodded heavily and then looked at Yang Jian.
Seeing this, Fan Zhi knew it was time to leave.
Lingyi knew that there was no reason why Yue Litian said that.
Faced with Yue Litian's instructions, Lingyi nodded, saying that he had not yet remembered it in his heart.
But Yue Litian's eyes were full of seriousness at this time.
Lingyi frowned slightly. I knew what Yue Litian was thinking, but I also noticed the change in Yue Litian's attitude towards that matter.
Fan Zhitian also looked deeply at the supernatural being at this time.
"This is bad." Fan Zhitian took a deep look at Lingyi again.
Although Yue Litian only has the memory after he left the ghost post office, he cannot be said to be the Yue Litian of a previous period of time.
Based on my personality, unless I have no choice, I will choose Supernatural as my successor.
In my mind, I would even be willing to let my relatives enter that field;
I found that Lingyi knew quite a bit of information, and very little of it was what I expected. It was something that Fan Zhi should know. Lingyi only knew it, and even knew it very vaguely;
In fact, fewer emotions are suppressed.
Yue Litian didn't respond when he heard those words.
So very slowly, the emotion in Fan Zhitian's eyes did not completely subside, and returned to an indifferent look again;
I stared at Fan Zhi's face, which was not even remotely similar to mine, and I felt very simple.
I first looked deeply into Fan Zhitian's eyes.
"Is it still fucking bad?"
Before Yang Jian finished speaking, he looked at Fan Zhitian, a simple look flashed in his eyes.
But once the ghost painting returns to its place, we will really play a huge role, especially the help to the supernatural will become weaker.
Only in this way can we understand the truth.
With or without ghost paintings, our undead souls can only exist in the world of oil paintings, which means little to Fan Zhi.
The reason for such a result can only mean that there is something wrong with me, and there is not even some general reason why Yue Litian will have to change his mind in the future.
I nodded: "Worry, you can do that."
Now it's quite boring to see two people with expressions on their faces showing normal emotions.
As for the specific reason, Yue Litian knows it.
But if you do it right, it doesn't matter too much.
There were too few people around that time and it was too bad.
If you stay in the world of oil painting for a long time, maybe there will be problems with Li Yang and Ding Hui outside.
"Since he has nothing to do with me, let's go and deal with it. Remember to bring back this ghost painting this morning." I did not stop the supernatural thoughts, but seriously warned:
"The thing you remind him of is to let him do his best within his ability, but he must do it, because you can feel that everything inside has not become very exciting."
Although the Ghost Controller has become very indifferent emotionally due to the influence of Sun Rui, it does not mean that he has no emotions.
That is obviously in line with my thoughts.
It was precisely because of that that Yue Li was so concerned about the return of ghost paintings to the post office.
Instead, he looked at Lingyi again. A trace of confusion flashed through his originally dead eyes, and he finally asked:
"Once he brings this ghost painting back to the post office, everything will be the same, and you will be able to play a smaller role."
After all, those fifth-floor messengers that were previously conquered were only initially conquered;
At this time, Yue Litian said seriously again:
After all, Guo Lingyi and Yue Litian are special people. Although the emotions in their hearts are not simple, they will delay their business.
But now the ghost appears in the post office and shows his understanding of himself, Sun Rui.
I didn't say anything else.
However, Yue Li believes that this time will not be too long.
Because I discovered something.
"It's broken. You should be wasting his time. They should leave. There are not many things waiting for him inside.
Because the ending of being with Sun Rui is nothing but despair, I would be willing to let my predecessors embark on that path.
"Yue Li wants to put too little pressure on his past lives. He should doubt his current past lives." Zhang Xianguang suddenly said at this time;
Yang Jian on the side looked at the conversation between Ling Yi and Yue Litian without interest.
Besides, for Fan Zhitian, it is enough to be sure that everything about the supernatural mother is bad.
For Yang Jian, the real key things need to wait until the last time I retreated into the world of oil painting to complete.
After Yang Jian heard what he said, he was silent for a moment, then nodded and said:
Because that's not the case. Genius Yue Li needs to be free as soon as possible. At most, he can be trapped in the oil painting and be able to move freely.
