Yingshu came over with a sticker with the word "kill". When he saw that the ghost was not even three feet away from the cart, he was surprised and said, "Is it because he was intimidated by the power of the gentleman?"
"Well, I should be intimidated by the power of a gentleman."
Dong Gonglan thought for a while and said.
"Ah, a gentleman is so powerful. Even if no one is around, his reputation can still deter ghosts and ghosts, so that ghosts don't even dare to come even half a step closer."
Shadow Book suddenly turned into a little fan girl and exclaimed.
At this time, the black mist was billowing from the sky and the earth, rolling like thick ink, and the eerie and terrifying atmosphere that filled the air exuded strands of depression, pain, regret, etc...
This shocked Qing Mang, and his soul was trembling.
If it were just a gloomy and terrifying aura, it wouldn't be that scary at all.
However, the wisps of pain, depression, regret, etc. in its breath caused its soul to vibrate violently, as if it was in a terrifying hell and was suffering inhuman punishment.
At this moment, it suddenly understood why those ghosts seemed to be running away.
Because it also wants to escape from here and doesn't want to stay for a moment. It always feels that there is some terrible punishment in the darkness behind it.
"You two little ladies, this place is getting more and more scary. It's better to leave quickly."
Qing Mang was so shocked that his teeth chattered a little.
"Yeah?"
Yingshu looked around in confusion, but didn't think it was that scary, and said, "Why do I feel that those ghosts are afraid of us?"
"Are ghosts afraid of us?"
Qing Mang was stunned.
Although the ghosts did not come within three feet of the bullock cart, it did not mean they were afraid of them.
Doesn’t it mean that ghosts are intimidated by the power of gentlemen?
"Sister Lan, do you think those ghosts are afraid of us?"
At this time, Yingshu pointed at the ghosts around him and said with some surprise: "Qing Mang, you see, those ghosts are looking at us with fear. If the ghosts are just frightened by the power of the gentleman, they should not be interested in us."
They will be afraid, but they will want to devour them, but they just don't dare to get close. However, there is deep fear and fear in their eyes."
"They are afraid of you."
Qingmang Road.
"No, no."
Yingshu shook his head and said: "If they are just intimidated by the power of a gentleman, their eyes are wrong and shouldn't be like this."
"Then, what should that be?"
Qing Mang's teeth were chattering and his body was trembling a little.
"It should be fear."
Shadow Book Road.
"Their eyes really don't look right."
Dong Gonglan nodded at this time, with a surprised look in his eyes, as if he was very puzzled.
"Haha, I feel like something is wrong with these ghosts. They are not only intimidated by the power of gentlemen, they also seem to be afraid of us."
Shadow Book suddenly felt a little proud.
"This shouldn't be right, why?"
Qing Mang asked blankly.
Both young ladies are only at the sixth level.
"Hehe, I don't know either." Yingshu said with a smile, "I'll find out if I go try it and see if they are afraid of us."
"How to try?"
Just as Qing Mang asked, he saw Ying Shu walking out. He was immediately startled and said, "Be careful, little lady Ying Shu, come back quickly."
"It's okay, I have the teacher's sticker with the word "kill", which can kill even the ghost king."
Shadow Book raised the word "kill" and posted it.
At this moment, Dong Gonglan watched his surroundings vigilantly, ready to take action at any time.
However, after the little lady in the shadow book walked three feet away from the oxcart, nothing happened as Qing Mang imagined. The increasingly terrifying ghosts did not pounce on the little lady in the shadow book. Instead, they all retreated in fear.
The little lady in the shadow book walked three feet away, and the ghost retreated three or four feet away.
The ghost never dared to come within three feet of the little lady in the shadow book.
At this moment, Qing Mang's eyes widened.
This is?
Are ghosts afraid of the little lady in the shadow book?
This shouldn't be the case.
Qing Mang really couldn't figure it out. The Shadow Lady was just a delicate little lady. What should ghosts be afraid of?
It didn't feel any terrifying aura from the little lady in the shadow book at all.
Or is it because of the word-killing sticker?
It has stayed in the bookstore for nearly a year, and naturally knows the power of the killing sticker, which can indeed kill the ghost king.
However, the killing stickers did not appear in the world.
The more Qing Mang thought about it, the more unclear he became.
Confused.
"whee--"
The little lady in the shadow book cheered and laughed, and said: "These ghosts are really afraid of me. I didn't expect that I am so scary."
At this moment, she was playing with the ghosts, quickly approaching the dense crowd of ghosts, causing the ghosts to scream and retreat, with a look of panic on her face.
At this time, Shadow Book became even more proud.
While Qing Mang was stunned, Dong Gong Lan frowned and thought for a moment before walking three feet away from the cart.
After she walked out, the ghosts around her also retreated.
Always maintain a distance of three to four feet.
"Hey, so is Sister Lan? Sister Lan, tell me, why are these ghosts afraid of us?" After playing with the shadow book for a while, he walked towards Dong Gong Lan, wrinkled his little nose and said in confusion: "We are just sixth-grade calligraphers.
He's just a piano player, but there are many ghosts here, and they have already passed the sixth level. Why are they afraid of us? Are they afraid that we will eat them? We don't eat ghosts..."
"I do not know either."
Dong Gonglan shook his head.
Qing Mang's face was full of doubts, are ghosts really afraid of us?
At this moment, it felt that the permeating atmosphere didn't seem so scary anymore.
Moreover, after it repeatedly confirmed that the ghost was afraid of the shadow book and the young lady Dong Gonglan, it carefully walked out of the three feet of the bullock cart.
See if the ghost is afraid of it too.
But.
When it walked out of the range of three feet, the ghosts around it suddenly became energetic, their eyes were full of longing, and they wanted to devour it in one bite.
This surprised and frightened him.
It came back with a "whoosh" sound.
Huhu——
Qing Mang gasped for air, which scared me to death.
Why are ghosts not only not afraid of me, but they also want to eat me?
At this time, Yingshu and Donggonglan were a little surprised, but they were not surprised. After all, Qingniu Laohai was like this.
"This is strange. Why are ghosts afraid of us?"
Shadow Book becomes more and more puzzled.
"Is it not good?"
Qingmang Road.
"That's good, but don't you think there must be a monster when something goes wrong?"
Shadow Book Road.
"Oh, that makes some sense." Qing Mang nodded and said, "But overall, it's still a good thing. At least he won't be torn apart by ten thousand ghosts."
"Well, that makes sense."
Shadow Book Road.
"Miss Shadow Book, where do you think these ghosts come from? There are too many of them. Moreover, with so many ghosts, will it be impossible to paint a city?"
Qing Mang couldn't help but ask.
"Probably not." Yingshu shook his head and said: "Although there are indeed many ghosts, don't underestimate the four holy cities. Whether it is my book city or the painting city, they all contain extremely terrifying power. Not just a few ghosts can do it.
destroy."
"I hope so."
Qing Mangdao didn't quite believe that the ghost in front of him could destroy the painting city.
"Sister Lan, why don't we go see where these ghosts are coming from?" Ying Shu suggested, "Since these ghosts are afraid of us, they should be fine."
"It's good to go and have a look."
Dong Gonglan thought for a moment and said.
"You two ladies are really going to go? How about we exit the painting realm first and wait for your Majesty to come back?"
Qing Mang whispered.
Although the ghost is afraid of the two little ladies, it is not afraid of it.
Not only was he not afraid, he wanted to devour it.
What if you are accidentally swallowed by a ghost on the road?
Who would it cry to at that time?
However, since the two young ladies agreed to go, it was useless to object and could only go along.
The two young ladies were in front of each other, which made him feel more at ease.
…
The gallery is looming in the clouds and mist. I don't know where it leads. It seems to be thousands of miles long.
Feng Qingyan walked in without thinking much and saw that the gallery was about three feet wide, with landscape paintings hanging on both sides.
But there is no paper for painting, and it seems to be painted in the void.
The landscape paintings that caught his eye were so lifelike, like a real world, that Feng Qingyan was amazed.
This level is at least the level of a painter, right?
However, he had never painted before and seldom appreciated it, so for a while, he could not tell the level of the landscape paintings in front of him.
All in all it's amazing.
At this moment, he stood in front of a landscape painting and couldn't help but look at it carefully. He found that the world in the painting was too real.
And it is extremely huge, not a small cave.
Is it possible that one painting will create a whole world?
It seems that even Huajun cannot achieve this level.
As far as he knows, the painter can only draw a small cave at most. For example, "Book Tower" in Burial Mountain Academy is a small cave...
He observed it for a while, then stretched out his hand to explore the painting.
It is indeed the real world.
When he was about to enter the world in the painting, he was blocked by an invisible force.
At this time, he walked towards the next painting, which was still a landscape painting, and it was still a real world, but he was still unable to enter, blocked by an invisible force.
Go on painting by painting.
There are mountains and rivers, birds and animals, people...
The mountains and rivers are real mountains and rivers, the birds and beasts are real birds and beasts, and the characters are real people.
This made Feng Qingyan amazed and amazed in his heart.
Also, although these scrolls were not signed, he could tell that they were all made by one person.
As you go deeper into the gallery.
He found that the tone of the painting had changed and gradually became a bit colder.
This kind of coldness makes people uncomfortable. It always seems to be foreshadowing something, and it makes people feel a heart-wrenching pain.
Feng Qingyan frowned and stopped, this style of painting was wrong.
At this moment, he carefully recalled the paintings he had seen before, and found that the deeper he went into the gallery, the more depressing, painful, and regretful the atmosphere in the paintings became...
good!
It seems that the birds, animals, characters, etc. in the scroll have depression, pain and other emotions in their eyes.
It's just a matter of lightness and weight.
At this time, he looked at the next scroll and saw that most of the characters in the painting had negative emotions such as pain and regret. Moreover, judging from the characters in the scroll, it seemed that they were all running away from something.
It seems that behind every scroll, there is a terrifying existence.
This made Feng Qingyan increasingly frightened.
This gallery may not be the road to the city of painting, but may lead to an unknown and terrifying place...
There is indeed something wrong with Huacheng.
Feng Qingyan was determined.
At this moment, he stood in the center of the gallery, looking towards the end of the gallery.
But the gallery is not a straight line, so you can't see what's going on at the end. You can only walk down and see by yourself.
He is upright and courageous, and has never been afraid of ghosts.
Not to be afraid of evil.
Therefore, he was not affected at all and continued to look at the paintings one by one.
The face in the scroll is even more depressed and painful.
Whether it is people, flowers, trees, birds, animals, fish, insects, etc., they all have negative emotions, as if they want to escape from the world they live in.
In the next scroll.
Many extraordinary characters, or birds and beasts, indeed escaped from the world where they were, and escaped from birth. However, before they had time to rejoice, they discovered that there was still terrifying depression and pain in the new world...
remorse……
numbness……
It seems that they are just escaping from one hell to another.
Feng Qingyan's mind was a little shaken. Who painted this painting? What does it reveal?
These scrolls are really terrifying, but what is even more terrifying is the person who painted them.
What kind of existence does this need to be able to draw a picture that shakes the soul?
gradually.
The next picture is even more eerie and terrifying.
Although the painting in front of Feng Qingyan was just a mess of ink black, he could still see countless terrifying ghosts.
Is this a ghost created by the mind, or is there a ghost in the painting?
Logically speaking.
He is the best gentleman in the world, and his heart cannot be so dark.
But at this moment, when he looked at the messy blackness, he did see countless terrifying ghosts...
More importantly.
These terrifying ghosts are actually depressing and painful...
This made Feng Qingyan a little confused.
After a while, he looked at the next painting. The painting was still messy and inky black, with nothing on the surface. But in the darkness, there was an endless and terrifying place, with countless ghosts and monsters escaping...
It seems that behind the ghosts, there is a terrifying existence.
but.
The ghosts ran away and became numb.
Desperate.
Moreover, they were tired of escaping and could no longer escape.
They were dragged back by something.
But Feng Qingyan didn't see what was dragging the ghost back.
Next.
When he saw the ghosts, he was terrified, screaming, and extremely regretful...
After a while, he saw that the ghost's legs were broken, its hands were broken, its tongue was dug out, and its eyes were stabbed blind...
Or fall apart.
Or lost in thought.
This was the horrific picture he saw in the messy black paintings.
And at this time.
The gallery where he was was already filled with black fog, filled with a strong aura of terror, as if there were terrifying beings hiding around him.
He also saw ghosts coming and going.
These ghosts look familiar, they seem to be the same ghosts that appear in the paintings.
They are depressed, painful, and scared.
On the run.
They ran away frantically behind Feng Qingyan, as if there was something scary behind them, chasing them.
Feng Qingyan stayed still and observed quietly.
But he still couldn't see that there was something behind the ghosts chasing them.
Since you haven't seen it yet, let's continue looking at each picture.
In fact, these are no longer paintings. After all, on the surface, they are just a mess of ink.
But in the ink, the world is hidden.
A terrible world.
Shortly after.
Feng Qingyan finally saw the fragments of the underworld in the painting.
There are countless ghosts and monsters escaping from the broken underworld, and it seems that there is something terrible in the broken underworld that is devouring them crazily.