Mysterious Resurrection: Controlling the Illusionary Ghost at the Beginning

Chapter 56 “People” in Oil Paintings

A big man who received the dog had cold eyes, strangled the dog in his arms, and then threw it aside casually.

In the Ghost Post Office, they are all immortal, and every time they die, they will be resurrected in their own painting.

And every oil painting is connected here, and this time they are reunited here.

"Are you kidding us?"

As soon as these words came out, the big man took the lead in activating his own supernatural powers, and the other messengers also used their own supernatural powers one by one, trying to kill Chu Liang inside the oil painting.

Chu Liang is different from them. He will not be resurrected after death.

Various supernatural attacks fell on Chu Liang. His skin instantly turned gray, corpse spots began to appear, his flesh and blood began to rot, and his eyes became dull.

Even before his body fell to the ground, it turned into a puddle of foul-smelling corpse water.

"Killed so easily?"

"Tch, I thought it was some kind of hard fight."

"I was expecting him to kill me."

"Who can kill us in the post office? You want to turn into a dog, right?"

The post office was noisy again.

"Squeak~"

An old wooden door opened with a harsh sound, attracting everyone's attention.

"Hey~ You guys are so big in battle?"

Chu Liang pushed open the door and entered with a smile on his face, as if what happened before had not happened.

No one responded to Chu Liang's words.

The big man who was the first to take action kicked the dead dog's body at his feet, and the dead dog immediately flew towards Chu Liang.

He felt that Chu Liang had insulted him by kicking the dog to him before, and now he wanted to take revenge.

Chu Liang's face remained unchanged, and the ghost realm had already begun.

"Crack~"

A crisp sound echoed in the ghost post office.

The dead dog that originally flew towards Chu Liang, under the influence of the ghost domain, slapped the big man directly on the face.

Without waiting for the big man to make a sound, Chu Liang pointed towards him.

"You're a dog too!"

The next moment, a second dog appeared in the ghost post office.

The smile on Chu Liang's face disappeared and became a little cold.

"I know you are not afraid of death, but I wonder if you can accept being turned into a dog?"

Chu Liang's voice echoed in the ghost post office, and no one answered for a while.

After glancing around, Chu Liang spoke again.

"So, can you tell me now why you want to introduce me to the world of oil painting?"

Still no one spoke, they were deeply afraid that they would be the next ones to turn into dogs.

Yang Xiaotian sighed, stood up and spoke.

"It's like this. You entered the Ghost Post Office several times and disappeared for a while, but you didn't enter the oil painting. They think you know some secrets about the Ghost Post Office."

"And these secrets are things they haven't discovered after being active in the world of oil painting for so long."

"They think you probably have a way to kill them."

After hearing this, Chu Liang walked directly to the previous seat and sat down.

"I don't want to answer this question. Who has any questions?"

He glanced at everyone again, but no one responded.

Then Chu Liang looked at Zhang Xianguang and said, "Is there somewhere we can chat?"

Chu Liang's purpose of entering the oil painting was naturally not to beat these living dead. He wanted to come in and see Zhang Xianguang's true form.

Zhang Xianguang took a deep look at Chu Liang. "Come with me."

Zhang Xianguang stood up and led the way, but he did not lead Chu Liang through the main entrance, but behind the counter in the lobby on the first floor.

There are also oil paintings here, and the background of each oil painting is different, which means that the oil paintings lead to different places.

The two of them entered the oil painting together and came to a room full of wooden boards.

"Are you here to find me?" Zhang Xianguang asked.

Although it was a question, Zhang Xianguang's expression seemed to have already been confirmed.

Chu Liang nodded.

"I want to ask you a favor, or I want to ask your clone who is active outside to do a favor."

Zhang Xianguang narrowed his eyes when he heard this. He was now more convinced that the young man in front of him knew him.

"Then if you didn't look for me outside, why did you come here to look for me?"

When Chu Liang heard this, he considered his words in his heart.

He had just stolen Yang Xiaotian's memory, but he did not dare to steal Zhang Xianguang's memory.

As Zhang Dong's son, how could Zhang Xianguang not have his father in his memory?
Chu Liang was afraid that Zhang Dong would raise his hand and erase him from his memory.
Even Zhang Xianguang can compete with Yang Jian through the medium, let alone Zhang Dong.

"Your avatar disappeared after telling me about the plan of Peach Blossom Spring. I can't find him now. The purpose of coming to you is also to ask for a way to find your avatar outside."

Hearing this, Zhang Xianguang did not answer Chu Liang, but stared at Chu Liang with his eyes.

He seemed to be guessing about Chu Liang's background and whether Chu Liang was the helper he invited to complete the Peach Blossom Land plan.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Xianguang slowly spoke.

"I have no way to leave here, and naturally I can't contact my clone."

In the end, Zhang Xianguang did not tell Chu Liang how to contact his clone.

Chu Liang didn't care whether Zhang Xianguang told the truth, he just needed to convey the information.

He also saw that the original Zhang Xianguang had no memory of the recent period.

But because of Chu Liang's words before, Zhang Xianguang was a little shaken. Chu Liang believed that Zhang Xianguang's clone would come to find the main body soon, and the time would be very fast.

And when the clone knows that Chu Liang is looking for him, he will naturally come to Chu Liang himself.

Therefore, Chu Liang didn't care whether Zhang Xianguang was telling the truth or not.

"In that case, I'll leave first. I have to deliver a letter tomorrow."

Without any pleasantries, Chu Liang walked out of the oil painting that entered the wooden house.

Returning to the ghost post office in the world of oil painting again, there is no one else here except Yang Xiaotian.

With no intention of continuing the conversation with Yang Xiaotian, Chu Liang was ready to leave the painting that entered the world of oil painting.

However, just as he was about to leave, Yang Xiaotian behind him stopped him.

"Wait a moment."

Chu Liang stopped when he heard the sound and looked at Yang Xiaotian.

At this time, Yang Xiaotian's expression was very complicated.

"Do you really know my son?"

Chu Liang nodded slightly.

"I have seen."

Yang Xiaotian asked again: "Is his name really Yang Jian?"

"Yes, Mr. Qin gave him the name. Mr. Qin plans to make him a ghost controller in one year."

After saying this, Chu Liang stopped talking to Yang Xiaotian and stepped into the oil painting.

However, the moment Chu Liang entered the oil painting, he vaguely heard Yang Xiaotian's anxious voice.

"Can you help me tell him that I'm sorry for their mother and son?"

Looking at Chu Liang who had left the world of oil painting, Yang Xiaotian looked dejected.

After knowing that his son was named Yang Jian, Yang Xiaotian knew that he was dead in reality. This was the agreement between him and Mr. Qin.
(End of this chapter)