I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

In Southeast Asia, in a small and inconspicuous country, outside an exhibition hall, a homeless man squatting at the closed gate was busy writing.

If Bi Shihua's memory had not been erased, he would have recognized it at a glance. This is the place where he and the painter met.

This homeless man is naturally a painter... No, he should be called Fan Yu now.

Fan Yu kept writing and drawing on paper, but every time he completed a painting, he frowned and tore it into pieces, obviously dissatisfied with his results.

And his ability is to draw precognitive paintings. There is only one reason for dissatisfaction, and that is that the paintings cannot show the future.

"There was too much interference from all parties. Among the people involved in this incident, there are also many people whose abilities are related to the 'future'. My supernatural power was countered or even invalidated."

When the captain appeared and Yang Jian was born, Fan Yu did not choose to meet Tang Long and join the headquarters, nor did he return to the king's organization. Instead, he wandered out alone, not knowing what he was planning.

"But there is no need to worry, as long as that person is willing to help..."

Suddenly, Fan Yu's hand holding the brush moved without warning, and he drew a few lines on the paper, as if he was possessed by a pen wizard.

"Are you here?" Looking at the completely shapeless lines on the paper, Fan Yu felt a burst of inspiration for no reason, and he immersed himself in drawing quickly again.

Soon, he drew a very detailed and realistic oil painting, like a photo, which showed the scene of Mr. Qin killing the scientist.

"It's not in vain that I waited so long." Fan Yu let out a sigh of relief and did not continue to draw. Instead, he rummaged through the oil paintings that had been painted on the drawing board and pulled out one.

On this piece of paper, there is a portrait of a person, who is a scientist.

"If someone dies over there, there should be a reaction here." Fan Yu held the oil painting slightly warily. Even for him, using supernatural powers was accompanied by risks.

Soon, the scientist in the oil painting had an expression and was in a dazed and confused state.

Fan Yu did not hesitate, picked up the brush and touched the oil painting with the last two strokes, which are the scientist's eyes.

It is said that the finishing touch is the finishing touch. After this scientist got eyes, his expression immediately became sharp and dangerous, almost exactly the same as that of real scientists.

"What kind of place is this... I should be preparing to lead a team to the ancient ghost house to intercept the captain of the headquarters. Could it be that there was some supernatural attack?"

The scientists in the canvas seem unable to see the scene outside the canvas, but they are all priests after all, and they can remain calm when encountering such incomprehensible things.

"Is it a supernatural attack that invades consciousness? Is this a ghost dream?"

While he was still on guard, Fan Yu spoke: "Stop being suspicious over there, Third Priest."

"This voice is..." The scientist's eyes narrowed, "Is it a painter? Did you attack me?"

"I am a little king, but I don't have the guts to attack the priest." Fan Yu chuckled, "It's just that the real you is dead. The current you is the one I recorded with oil paintings. You were just about to leave seven days ago. "

"You actually have such an ability?" The scientist looked very wary. If Fan Yu was really that powerful, it would be very bad for him.

Because this undoubtedly means that this guy has been hiding his clumsiness, and now there must be a big conspiracy to get him involved, and... he is dead.

"The oil paintings in the ghost post office are all made by me." Fan Yu said with a smile, "Even the one that sealed Zhang Ya... I'm sorry, I said it was a ghost painting, I was also involved."

The name of ghost painting is known to everyone in the Western world, and scientists' evaluation of the painter suddenly became much higher.

Originally, he thought that this guy only relied on his good relationship with the sculptor to live a prosperous life under his protection. Now it seems that this may not be the case. Maybe the relationship between the two parties has been adjusted.

"What do you want from me?"

He tried to escape by pushing the door, but he couldn't escape from the oil painting at all. Even the painter in the original work had the ability to kill Zhang Falcon by blocking the ghost realm. The world behind the door is essentially a ghost realm. Of course, will be blocked.

What's more, he is not a real scientist, so it is unclear whether he can open the door.

"I admire your intelligence and creativity very much, so I want to use your power to develop something. As a price, after completion, I will release you from the painting, which can be regarded as resurrecting you in disguise."

Fan Yu smiled slightly: "It should be fair to exchange one life for one research product."

"How do you know if what you said is true?" How could a scientist compromise so easily.

"I know you don't believe it, but it doesn't matter. Soon the conflict between the headquarters and the King's Organization will spread throughout the supernatural circle, and you will naturally make a choice by then."

Fan Yu smiled again, very confidently and coldly: "After much thought, the only thing that can help in the plan is your divine weaponry."

……

In the supernatural place of the ancient ghost house, a large-scale supernatural confrontation was just about to begin. The captains at the headquarters were ready, staring at the Phoenix battleship struggling to take off.

Soon, a figure jumped out of the hole in the fuselage of the Phoenix Battleship. It was an old acquaintance of Li Jun and others, the clown who was beaten by thirty-six bronze men in Dahai City.

"Where's the monkey going!" Li Jun couldn't wait to take action on the spot. He shouted loudly, and the clothes on his upper body burst open, revealing strong bronze muscles and flowing black runes.

Then, the ghost mist rose, and Li Jun rushed towards the clown who was still in mid-air and kicked him.

"Bam—!"

But at this moment, a gunshot suddenly sounded in the air, which actually opened a hole in the invisible ghost fog. Li Jun looked up and saw that it was his old rival, the cowboy Simon.

"Zhou Zheng!"

Tang Long immediately started to talk nonsense, preparing to summon an army of starving ghosts to engulf the enemy, but at this moment, countless bats roared and spread in mid-air, covering the sky and the sun, and making sounds of infrasonic and supernatural sounds.

Then something surprising happened. Zhou Zheng, who had always followed his words and said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao were coming, actually did not show up!

It gave the impression that Tang Long's voice calling Zhou Zheng's name was masked by the sound waves emitted by the surrounding bats, and Lao Zhou did not hear it.

"Zhou Zheng, Lao Zhou?" Tang Long shouted a few more times, but no starving ghost appeared at all, and he couldn't help but stare.

"Don't waste your efforts, Mr. Tang." Suddenly, a charming voice sounded in the air, and thousands of bats merged into one in an instant, turning into a man wearing black leather clothes, with an almost perfect figure and appearance, even the same as the one in the ghost painting. Zhang Ya has a good woman.

However, Zhang Ya's gaze was cold and cruel, but her gaze always carried a smile, making people involuntarily immersed in those blood-red eyes.

However, Tang Long did not stop at her charming eyes, angelic face and devilish figure, but looked above her shoulders.

A pair of bone wings were spread out to the left and right behind the woman, allowing her to stay in mid-air automatically without fanning.

Tang Long didn't forget that one of the ingredients for one of his ghost feasts, the sheep dead on the wrong road, included a pair of bone wings.

"I hate it." The woman smiled coquettishly, "Can't the famous Mr. Tang resist the power of a succubus like me?"

"Succubus?" Tang Long raised his eyebrows, "Although you deliberately dressed as if you were coming out with two curtains on, you are still more like a vampire than a succubus."

The smile on the woman's face froze slightly, but soon she showed a calm smile again: "As expected of the headquarters' talkative person, she really has a good eye."

She covered her mouth and smiled elegantly, and the gemstone ring on her right index finger was filled with scarlet blood: "I am the fourth priest of the King's Organization, code name, Vampire."

"It seems that if we don't deal with this woman, we won't be able to use the army of starving ghosts." Although the other party had put away the bat, Tang Long knew that the surroundings should have been shrouded in that kind of sound wave, and this vampire must be dealt with.

However, how could it be so easy to solve the problem of the dignified king's organization of priests? Although the attitudes of both parties were relatively peaceful, they were actually extremely vigilant. Tang Long did not even have a chance to use coffin nails.

But at this moment, a slightly charred palm pressed on the smooth and delicate shoulder of the vampire: "Thanks to you for talking nonsense for so long...I found you!"

The voice was very calm at first, but the last four words became more and more sad and violent, as if the owner of the palm had turned into a real ghost.

Li Leping, with the Forgotten Ghost, was extremely difficult to notice, and he also saw that this woman was the key to limiting the army of starving ghosts, so he immediately sneaked over and launched a fatal attack of looking for human ghosts.

The horror level of the ghost looking for someone is extremely high. It stands to reason that even if the vampire can resist it, it will still have to pay a high price. However, her face remained as usual and she smiled softly and said: "Captain who cannot be noticed, Li Leping, your information will be given to us." Of course there is also the King's Organization, do you think I won't guard against your attack if I dare to stand up like this?"

Li Leping's expression changed instantly. He felt that the attack by the man-seeking ghost disappeared without a trace. Not far away, a fat woman holding a black book had raised her palms with a majestic expression.

"Li Leping is guilty of attacking from behind and stabbing someone in the back!"

Her words carried the power of rules and laws. As she spoke, the Judgment Code in her hand was opened, and Li Leping's appearance was reflected on it.

First Priest, Judge!

It seems that her skills are similar to those of a missionary, but how can any of the missionary's books be compared with the Judgment Code? Li Leping's body was instantly covered with dense golden divine patterns, and everyone began to feel that he was a bit... look familiar.

As he was attacked by the Judgment Code, the supernatural power in his body was actually suppressed.

"Suppressing four terrifying ghosts at the same time?" Everyone's expressions changed instantly. Wei Jing's chains, Yang Jian's dead head and Lin Bei's mirror world all attacked the fat woman.

"Boom boom boom——!"

Several supernatural beings failed to hit the target, but were stopped by a tall figure in mid-air. When those originally silent supernatural beings acted on him, they actually made an exaggerated explosion sound, and a real explosion appeared. It's so smoky.

However, when the smoke and dust cleared, the law of smoke without harm was unexpectedly triggered. The two-meter-tall white man with extremely strong muscles and body hair, who looked like a brown bear, raised his arms and waved. A look like King Billy.

"A painless attack, are the captains such weaklings?" The strong white man said with a ferocious smile, "I, Wolfe, am enough to defeat you all."

"Sixth Priest, outside, we should use code names instead of real names." The judge reminded coldly, "Be careful that your real name is used as a medium to be cursed."

"A curse is a curse, as if my perfect body would be afraid of a curse." Wolf laughed wildly, then stretched out his neck and roared into the sky.

"Ouch——!"

After a howl, his already extremely lush body hair surged again, covering his whole body, his cheeks and nose stretched forward, and his mouth full of sharp teeth protruded, looking no less than ghost teeth.

This sixth priest named Wolfe is obviously also a cruel and impatient person who will change his body at the slightest disagreement. Once he changes his body, he will fight.

"Kill He Yin'er and Wang Chaling first." The judge gave the order.

"Ouch——!"

The giant werewolf howled and pounced on He Yin'er, who was already secretly performing a spiritual summoning ritual.

"Protect me!" He Yin'er said hurriedly. If her ritual was interrupted, the best result would be a failure to summon the souls. She might also suffer backlash, or even the summoned souls would lose control.

Next to her, Wei Jing, Lu Zhiwen and Zhou Deng immediately stepped forward, but the werewolf failed to jump into the crowd at all.

"call--!"

The blazing will-o'-the-wisp flashed in mid-air. As the saying goes, the weak fire body makes the door weak. The rampaging figure of the werewolf suddenly leaned back one after another to avoid the attack.

"Who!" After the transformation, this guy could still speak.

"Wolf, right? It seems like you are impatient. It just so happens that I am not very patient either."

The flames in mid-air extinguished, revealing a pale and long stick with a blood-red dagger embedded at the top.

At this time, Yang Jian suddenly revealed his ultimate form with three heads and six arms, and rushed towards Wolfe: "Since you want to fight so much, I will fight with you to your heart's content."

"Hey, you think you are good at fighting just because you have three heads and six arms. You are totally wrong!" Wolfe laughed wildly and waved his claws forward. His claws were like Wolverine, and he suddenly thrust out three sharp claws. Incomparable spikes, with grey-brown putrid corpse poison on them.

"clang--!"

However, the sound of gold and iron resounded in mid-air, and Wolfe's determined claw failed to hit the fire-tip spear. Instead, it was smashed away by an inconspicuous small black circle in mid-air, and even broke from it.

Yang Jian caught the "World Circle" with his other hand. When the opponent's empty door opened, a cold light flashed in his eyes. The gun barrel made of the toilet ghost suddenly stretched out, and the scarlet dagger hit the enemy without any bias. ! (End of chapter)