Gu Chengjun was just being very talkative in front of Gu Li. After all, he was facing his own son. Even if he turned into such an inhuman appearance, as long as human consciousness still prevailed, he would naturally maximize his efforts.
Treat Gu Li kindly.
But this does not mean that Gu Chengjun will look good on other ghost masters. He has never been a good-tempered person, and the names others give him are not his bragging, but the chains in his hands that he earned little by little.
reputation.
at the same time.
"Crash--!"
Along with the sound of metal friction, an iron chain appeared on Gu Chengjun's arm.
The surface of this iron chain was full of rust and dirt, with black blood stains on it, as if it had taken many lives. At this moment, the iron chain tightly wrapped around his arm was squirming strangely.
, as if it were alive.
At the moment when this chain appeared, an inexplicable sense of crisis rushed to the six people who stopped in front of the door. Especially the old man who opened his mouth to tease Zhang Xianguang felt that he was being targeted by a fierce ghost. This strange feeling
The feeling even made him feel breathless and oppressive.
next moment.
Feeling the pressure, the old man quickly opened his palms, revealing the sharp nails on his fingertips, as if he was planning to do something.
"Chen Qiaoyang, if you want to take action now, I won't help you."
However, Zhang Xianguang spoke at this time. It seemed that his relationship with this man named Chen Qiaoyang was not that good, and they were just getting together temporarily for some mutual benefit.
"you……"
Chen Qiaoyang, who didn't expect Zhang Xianguang to say such words at this time, suddenly changed his expression, but he still gritted his teeth and took a few steps back, hoping to temporarily avoid Gu Chengjun's sharp edge.
"Chen Qiaoyang? I seem to have heard this name before."
When Gu Chengjun heard this name, he instantly recalled something.
When he was involved in the supernatural circle, he accidentally met a ghost controller named Wang Lu from Dadong City next door, and then heard Wang Lu mention Chen Qiaoyang.
"The living can only see ghosts, but the ghost herders can't be seen in life and death?"
After taking a look at Chen Qiaoyang, who was huddled at the back of the team like an old turtle, Gu Chengjun couldn't help but sneered and said, "Nothing."
Chen Qiaoyang, who was being ridiculed, could only look at Gu Chengjun with a cold face. He knew that until he had enslaved enough ghosts, he, a ghost herder, did not have strong resistance.
"Damn young man, if you hadn't fought with that boy named Yang before, you wouldn't be able to be so arrogant here now."
Chen Qiaoyang looked at Gu Chengjun with stern eyes, wishing he could summon a group of evil ghosts to tear him alive right now.
But he also knew very well that he couldn't do it now because he was in poor condition. After fighting with the captain named Yang Jian a few days ago, he really didn't have many ghosts that he could use at the moment.
I can only curse the junior in front of me named Gu Chengjun in my heart.
"Chengjun, for the sake of the friendship between teachers and students in the past, I don't want to fight with you. You should also know that I will not do things that undermine the overall situation."
Zhang Xianguang spoke at this time. He seemed to really value the teacher-student relationship that existed in the past. After all, although he looked like a man in his thirties, according to his actual age, he was already eight years old.
Ten years old.
"You are very aware of the current situation outside. There are endless supernatural incidents. In the future, more people will die, not less. This cannot continue."
He seemed to want to persuade Gu Chengjun, but Gu Chengjun didn't appreciate it: "So? What does this have to do with my ghost chain?"
Zhang Xianguang showed rare and valuable patience at this moment and continued: "So I conceived a plan. I want to use this plan to save everyone, and the key to this plan lies in He Yuelian."
"He Yuelian?"
Gu Chengjun looked a little surprised when he heard the name.
He was unfamiliar with this name, but he had not heard of this person's name at all.
A long time ago, this name belonged to a top ghost controller during the Republic of China. She controlled many kinds of terrifying supernatural beings. Before her death, even though she dismembered her own supernatural beings, the dismembered supernatural beings still caused trouble.
, many people died.
In reality, this incident was codenamed "Ghost Painting."
Zhang Xianguang continued, as if he was persuading Gu Chengjun to accept his plan: "The outside world is full of supernatural beings, and ordinary people are precarious. Running around relying on ghost controllers will ultimately quench their thirst by drinking poison. At most, they can barely calm down the supernatural beings like the previous generation.
The incident occurred decades ago, and then faced the outbreak of supernatural events again.”
"So, we have to find another way."
"If you can't deal with the supernatural in this world, then let humans live in a new world. Ghost painting is a good choice. After all, the world of ghost painting can expand infinitely and is big enough to accommodate everyone."
However, the moment he said these words in a slightly expectant tone, Gu Chengjun's eyes couldn't help but shrink, and he even felt a kind of horror that he hadn't felt in a long time.
That's right, it's more horrifying than shocking.
"Are you crazy? You actually want everyone to live in a world of ghost paintings?"
"I'm mad?"
Instead, Zhang Xianguang looked at Gu Chengjun firmly, as if to tell him that he was not crazy.
"Actually, you people know too little about things. Have you ever thought about whether the world we are in now must be the human world?"
"Chengjun, I can tell you that in fact we may be living in the so-called hell. There are ghosts in this world itself, and it is a world full of supernatural beings. But a long time ago, there was an unknown
The ghost controller builds a yin-yang road to separate the world of humans and ghosts, and then humans will mistakenly think that they live in such a world with only humans."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "So my plan is nothing more than to create a world for humans based on this. Although the ghost painting seems dangerous, if someone can successfully control it again
What about ghost paintings? When the world of ghost paintings is no longer dangerous, a new world will be formed accordingly."
"So, Chengjun, I don't need you to do anything when you are trapped in the ghost photo studio. You just need to hand over the ghost chain and let me use it to restrict the wedding dress."
"You are an alien now. Even if you lose part of your supernatural power, as long as this part of your supernatural power is not the core of maintaining your life, you will not be affected at all."
Zhang Xianguang's words lingered in his ears, and he even had the intention of recruiting Gu Chengjun.
The expression on Gu Chengjun's face was still stern, but he was also deep in thought.
Because the information Zhang Xianguang told him was indeed incredible, and it was difficult for him to digest it for a while.
Looking at Gu Chengjun who was deep in thought, Zhang Xianguang did not urge him, but let his former student think.
He is eighty years old this year. Among the ghost masters he knows, not to mention those who are from the same period as him, even those younger than him, there are not many left today.
pity.
"Even the top ghost controller cannot reverse the erosion of the supernatural. Just like the ghost controller named He Yuelian, didn't she dismember her own supernatural being in the end because she could not resist the erosion of the supernatural? So your plan is
It’s destined to be impossible to succeed.”
Gu Chengjun shook his head and expressed that he could not accept it.
But Zhang Xianguang immediately took over the topic: "My plan is not something I just come up with and then rush to implement. I thought of a solution to your problem twenty years ago. I just need to let someone who will never die
Just let people control the ghost paintings."
"No one is immortal." Gu Chengjun was sure of this and immediately refuted.
Zhang Xianguang shook his head and said firmly: "No, there is a kind of person who will not die."
"Huh?" Gu Chengjun's expression condensed.
"The manager of the post office." Zhang Xianguang answered.
Post office manager?
"Do you want the post office manager to control the ghost painting, and then use the post office manager's characteristic of not dying to control the ghost painting forever?"
Gu Chengjun, who also understood the rules of ghost post offices, immediately guessed Zhang Xianguang's thoughts.
"Yes, that's right."
Zhang Xianguang nodded and said: "I call this plan the Peach Blossom Spring Project. Just like what Tao Yuanming described, everyone lives carefree in a Peach Blossom Spring without any worries."
"Chengjun, you should join my plan and help me create this new world. When the plan succeeds, I can bring the ghost photo studio into that new world. When the ghost paintings cover the photo studio
After you exist, you can live freely in that world, and you can get out of this closed cage and come out of it."
After saying that, he walked over, came to Gu Chengjun, extended his hand to him, and made an invitation.
"But you are not the manager now. The manager of the post office cannot leave the ghost post office."
Gu Chengjun ignored the inviting hand and just said calmly.
But suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and then his face changed, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at Zhang Xianguang in front of him.
"You are not the real Zhang Xianguang."
As soon as he said these words, the teammates behind Zhang Xianguang looked as usual, as if they had already understood this matter.
Instead, they looked at Gu Chengjun with incredulous eyes, obviously not expecting that he could figure out this matter so quickly.
No wonder.
No wonder Zhang Xianguang was willing to spend so much time talking to him slowly.
This weird man who looks like he stepped out of an old movie is indeed very powerful and outstanding.
Zhang Xianguang also clapped his hands and applauded at this time, praising Gu Chengjun's quick response, and admitted simply: "Yes, I am just a resurrected oil painting."
Hearing this, Gu Chengjun took a deep breath.
This teacher who once taught him was far more terrifying than he imagined.
The administrator of the post office cannot leave the ghost post office. The so-called "immortality" concept is actually a curse that makes the administrator always stay at the post office.
"Leave the oil painting once, resurrect the people in the oil painting once, choose to become the manager of the post office for the last time, and then let you, the person resurrected from the oil painting, carry out plans outside."
Gu Chengjun looked at Zhang Xianguang, who looked elegant but was actually terrifying enough to frighten him.
Passing through the Ghost Post Office three times is a treasure that cannot be summed up by any adjective.
Even judging from the initial task difficulty, the processing organization of the Ghost Photo Gallery is definitely much more difficult than the Ghost Post Office that delivers information.
However, the post office's letter delivery tasks will dynamically change the difficulty based on the strength of the courier. This means that when you start to re-deliver the letter for the second time, the difficulty of the task you receive will even be higher than that of the one delivered on the fourth floor of the Ghost Photo Gallery.
The task is even more difficult.
Zhang Xianguang smiled and said: "That's why I can guarantee that my plan will be successful, and I have devoted everything to this plan."
"After sending letters three times, coupled with your understanding of ghost paintings, your plan is indeed very good and very feasible." Gu Chengjun seemed to agree.
But the next moment.
Just when everyone thought a conflict could be avoided.
"But, I refuse." Gu Chengjun said seriously.
"well……"
Hearing this, Zhang Xianguang sighed, the smile on his face disappeared, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes when he looked at Gu Chengjun.
"Can you tell me why?"
He put his hands behind his back and did not rush to flip the table in frustration because he did not hear a satisfactory answer. Instead, he continued to ask patiently.
At this moment.
"boom!"
The door to the ghost photo studio slammed shut.
This showed Gu Chengjun's attitude. He sealed off the ghost photo studio and trapped everyone in the building in the lobby.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! For a moment, those who followed Zhang Xianguang into the photo studio immediately became gloomy, especially the one named Chen Qiaoyang who had a cold face.
Be ready to take action at any time.
Only Gu Chengjun and Zhang Xianguang had normal expressions on their faces, and they looked at each other calmly.
Looking at the teacher who once taught him, Gu Chengjun's face no longer had the hostility before: "Although I really want to get out of the ghost photo studio and see my family, but I don't want to be there.
Meeting them in a world made of ghost paintings, I originally wanted them to stay away from supernatural beings, but now you want them to move into a world made of supernatural beings, which I cannot accept."
"What's more, although I have not personally been to the post office, I will never believe that the immortal curse of the post office is really so unsolvable. It is impossible for the post office manager to really ignore the erosion of time."
At this moment, Gu Chengjun only felt helpless in his heart.
He understands Zhang Xianguang's pursuit, but he also has his own persistence.
If you have different ideas and stand on opposite sides, the result is naturally doomed.
"If the managers of the post office were truly immortal, then the ghost controllers during the Republic of China would have pacified the supernatural era long ago. Even if they couldn't leave the post office, they would still have hundreds of ways to influence the outside world. There can't be only ghosts in this world.
Draw an ability that can affect the world."
After listening to Gu Chengjun's words, Zhang Xianguang nodded.
"All right."
At this moment, he put down the hand behind his back, but he didn't know when he actually held a rusty, old-style broadsword in his hand.
"You don't need to take action."
Zhang Xianguang waved to his teammates behind him, and then looked at Gu Chengjun standing behind him with a complicated expression.
He has always been his best student, whether in school or in the supernatural circle.
But now, they are at war with each other because of their disagreements.
But even so, Zhang Xianguang will never stop because of this.
He is more determined than anyone else. For the Peach Blossom Spring Project and this lifelong pursuit, he will give everything, including his own life.
"I haven't seen you for so many years, so let me weigh your progress over the years." said the former teacher.