Mysterious recovery: starting from the mysterious bus

Chapter 63 Making dyes for oil paintings

There are many paths in the world in the oil painting, intersecting with each other, forming forks in the road, and each path is winding and winding, connecting to strange places.

Those are oil paintings.

At the end of each trail is a scene in an oil painting. Some of the source paintings are portraits, just like the dead souls following Li Hui.

Although they are here, the portraits depicting them still exist.

Perhaps to the outside world, the 'people' in the portraits have disappeared, but the background things in the paintings are still clear.

Besides.

There are real ghosts in some oil paintings, and the scenes in some oil paintings are weird places. To make it look even weirder, it's not just a ghost or a dead soul.

Just like the trail Li Hui and the others are currently on.

At the end of this road is a somewhat sparse forest, the trees are not real at all, weird and distorted, just like a painting, the environment is also very dim, but not so that people can't see clearly.

In the middle of the sparse woods, the soil was slightly raised, like a collapsed grave. The strangest thing was that Li Hui could clearly see a stiff, dead hand exposed outside the soil.

As they approached, the scene in the woods became clearer.

The five fingers on the stiff palm sticking out of the soil were slightly bent, grabbing the sky. The scene was like a person who was unwilling to die like that after being buried alive, and wanted to struggle to crawl out of the ground. It gives people an eerie feeling.

"Be careful of the movements of that palm. It is the source of the supernatural in this forest. It is very scary. The most important thing is that its killing pattern is easily triggered."

Seeing that Li Hui's attention was focused on the stiff palm exposed outside the soil, Yang Xiao on the side reminded him.

"Whenever its killing pattern is triggered, the evil ghost will pull the person alive into the soil and bury it. Look at the twisted trees around, they are the souls of dead people like us."

"Because our world in the painting cannot die, they have been fighting against the supernatural, and eventually formed this twisted tree. There is no way to break free and no way to die."

"There are only two final results waiting for them. Either the outsiders will forget them, and then they will dissipate as dead souls, or they will be freed from it after someone disposes of this ghost."

Having said this, Yang Xiao paused for a moment, then changed his tone and began to describe Li Gui's killing patterns.

"You can't face that palm directly. As long as someone faces the palm directly, they will be attacked by evil spirits, and the direction that the palm is facing may change at any time."

As soon as these words came out, except for Li Hui and Yang Xiao, everyone else's expressions changed slightly.

Even though they have lived in the world in the painting for a long time, it is impossible for them to visit all the weird places. Just like this forest, most of them don't know it.

And according to Yang Xiao, the evil ghosts under the woods will also attack them, but the killing rules are so simple.

Thinking that the twisted trees around them were transformed by their own kind, all the souls of the dead felt a chill in their hearts, and became vigilant, paying attention to the movement of that palm.

But that's about it.

Although the souls of the dead were a little wary of the ghosts in the woods, they were not afraid.

If they were alone, they might still worry that they could not withstand the attack, but now that more than thirty people were gathered together, what kind of evil spirit could not be dealt with?

Li Hui thought the same way.

He didn't mean to deliberately deal with the ghosts in the woods, but if the ghosts buried in the soil were to stare at them, he would get rid of them without hesitation.

He led the crowd through the woods, his pace was neither too fast nor too slow, he didn't deliberately speed up his pace, but he didn't slow down either, and kept moving forward at a constant speed.

However, what surprised Li Hui was that the ghosts in the woods did not attack them.

Until all thirty of them passed through the woods, the exposed stiff palm remained motionless, always keeping the palm facing up.

But this is good, no one is being targeted by the evil ghost, and it saves a lot of effort.

Li Hui thought to himself.

After passing through the woods, what caught his eyes was still a small road. There was a fork in front of this road. One trail led to the left, and the other led to the right.

The scenery on the left road is strange.

There are large vats placed on the ground of the trail. Each vat contains dyes of different colors, including black, red, green, yellow... and other dyes, which look very different. It's weird.

The scenery on the road on the right is much more normal. It is a small garden, and the flowers in the garden are in bloom. It just looks a bit unreal, not real, as if it was painted.

There was a figure standing in the middle of the garden. Although the figure was a little unclear, it could be judged that it should be a woman's image.

"It should be here. Those dyes are very useful as raw materials for making oil paintings. To a certain extent, they are more useful than the undead behind them..."

Li Hui first looked at the scene in the small garden on the right, and then focused on the fork in the road on the left.

Those dyes were the purpose of his trip.

As one of the raw materials for making oil paintings, those dyes are very consistent with the ghost painting ability controlled by Li Hui.

without any exaggeration.

Mastering those dyes is equivalent to mastering a huge group of dead souls, and it is even more than that. You must know that Yang Xiao and others around him were painted by those dyes.

Li Hui, who has read the original work, knows it well.

Whenever a courier successfully delivers a letter to the ghost post office, he will be brought here by Luo Wensong, and then his figure will be left behind in the dyes, and eventually portraits of characters will be drawn through other means...

Tatata!

As Li Hui and others continued to move forward, they soon reached the end of this fork in the road.

As observed before, this is a slightly spacious open space, with water tanks placed on the ground, but they are not filled with water, but with various dyes.

It’s just that the colors of these dyes are weird.

The dye in the red dye vat was very viscous, like blood, but the black dye vat gave off a strong smell of corpse. I don't know what was soaked in it. The green dye vat looked like something was moldy. Same, there is a very strong musty smell.

In addition, the dyes contained in other water tanks are also weird. They are not colors that can be mixed in reality at all, and there is a sense of weirdness everywhere.

Especially the red color that is as thick as blood is the most obvious. This color is extremely bewitching. There is no way for a living person to prepare it. Only some kind of supernatural being can form this bright and dripping scarlet color.

"Be careful."

Li Hui said to the dead souls behind him: "Don't get close to these water vats, let alone reflect in them. The ghosts contained in these dye vats are irresistible to you. Once contaminated, they will melt themselves."

"real or fake?"

Hearing this, some people do not believe in evil.

A man with a sullen face came out of the crowd, then stepped forward directly, stretched out his palm towards the water tank containing the red dye.

See this.

Li Hui didn't stop him and just stood quietly watching.

Under everyone's gaze, the young man's palm touched the scarlet dye that was as coquettish as blood in the water tank.

However, at the next moment, an incredible scene happened.

The man's palm was melting rapidly. In just the blink of an eye, his entire palm completely melted, and there was no possibility of recovery.

Not only that.

This dissolution continues.

After the man's palm disappeared, his arm was also melting, and it was still spreading upward. If this trend continued, the man's entire body might disappear completely soon.

puff!

However, the man's behavior is also very decisive.

There was a fierce look on his face, and he tore off his left hand from his shoulder abruptly, and then he staggered back quickly.

As for the arm he tore off, he threw it into the dye vat, but it was melted directly without causing even a ripple.

"Are you kidding me?"

"This is actually true. Those dyes are a fatal threat to us. They are simply the nemesis of us dead souls!"

Seeing this scene, the others subconsciously took a few steps back, away from the dye vats filled with various pigments.

Even Yang Xiao frowned at this moment, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the dye vats on the ground and fell into deep thought.

Compared with the reactions of the dead souls, Li Hui seemed unusually calm. There was no trace of panic on his face. He calmly looked at the dye vats on the ground, seeming to be thinking about how to pack them all away.

"The best way is to put them into paintings that I make myself and then take them away."

Li Hui thought.

But before that, he still had one question he wanted to confirm.

While thinking.

Li Hui stepped forward and stood in front of the dye vat containing red dye.

At the same time, the surrounding environment changed, and dense paper ash appeared, continuously falling from the sky, just like a rain of gray paper ash.

"Is this... a ghost realm?"

Some people in the crowd wondered: "What is he going to do? Is he going to use the ghost realm to take away these dye vats?"

But no one responded to him.

Everyone was looking at Li Hui, wondering what he wanted to do. After all, this was the destination Li Hui mentioned at the beginning.

When he was still at the post office, Li Hui directly stated that he wanted to go to a strange place containing various dyes, but no dead soul knew where it was, not even Yang Xiao.

Later, Li Hui told some other features, such as the strange woods they passed through before. He said that the trail containing dye was behind the woods, and Yang Xiao happened to know that woods, so everyone started to take action. .

The others were fine, they didn't even know about the strange woods, and even those who knew about it didn't go through the woods.

But Yang Xiao is different.

Not only did he know the woods, but he had also walked through them before and knew the scene behind the woods, so he felt puzzled along the way.

Because Yang Xiao knows very well that although there is a fork in the back of the strange forest, leading to other strange places, there is no path filled with dye at all.

What he didn't expect was that just after walking through the woods, the place Li Hui mentioned came into view, which made Yang Xiao couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his memory.

He remembered that this path originally only had a fork on the right, leading to the garden, and that there were evil spirits wandering in it, but the path they were currently on did not originally exist.

"It should be a change that happened later."

While thinking about it, Yang Xiao ruled out the possibility of memory problems, thinking that the environment of the world in the painting should have changed.

After all, the supernatural power of ghosts and dreams he controls is extremely protective of consciousness, and it is unlikely that someone will modify his memory silently.

"But how did he know?"

"Obviously he is a newcomer to the supernatural world, but he knows so much about the outside world, not only about the outside world, but also about the world in the ghost post office painting..."

Yang Xiao looked at Li Hui's back, his eyes flickering. At this moment, he even suspected that Li Hui was no longer from this era, but a relic of the previous era.

But Yang Xiao soon overturned this idea in his mind.

He had also explored things during the Republic of China, but no top powerhouse could match Li Hui. As for the others, Yang Xiao did not think they had the ability to make plans and revive in this era.

"Could it be that he has the ability to predict?"

After ruling out that Li Hui is the result of supernatural beings from the previous era, the only thing that can be explained is the ability to predict.

"What an incredible young man. It seems that I was right to choose to cooperate with him before. He indeed has the potential to be the best in the supernatural world."

Yang Xiao thought secretly.

At the same time, Li Hui, who was standing in front of the red dye vat, also started his own actions.

His body was surrounded by paper dust, and the other end of the ghost realm extended into the distance. He made emergency preparations, and then leaned out, hoping to have his figure reflected in the red dye.

The scarlet viscous dye made it difficult to tell whether it was blood or dye. The moment Li Hui's body came closer, his figure was immediately reflected in the dye vat.

Li Hui wanted to use the supernatural power of dye to test something. The result of this test was very important to him.

next moment.

There were layers of ripples in the red dye vat, and then a figure slowly stood up from the dye vat, and the dye as thick as blood made a "crash" sound.

The man was covered in blood all over his body, and his appearance was exactly the same as Li Hui's, except that his whole body was red, which made him look very strange.

After the figure stood up from the dye vat, the nearby scene changed again. A patch of red appeared in the gray ghostland that originally belonged to Li Hui.

Pieces of scarlet, like paper ash appeared, falling from the sky, but the number was far less than the gray paper ash, and it seemed more illusory and unreal.