The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 52 The Burning Painting
A supernatural bus?
After hearing this word, the three of them were all surprised. Apparently they were not able to accept that this special vehicle could be related to the supernatural, or they had misunderstandings about how to use the supernatural bus.

"Buses are only available in large counties, and most people can't afford to take them. The routes are also fixed. Except for the number of people they carry, there seems to be no difference." Li Qingzhi said.

"Yes, what we need is the characteristics of the bus, which has its own driving route and can carry more passengers." Zhang Dong said, "The supernatural bus will also follow its own route and go to various supernatural places. Bring the real ghosts there. Not only that, this car also needs to be equipped with a driver to temporarily change the route and deal with unexpected supernatural events. And this car also needs to have some kind of suppression method to make the car Ghost passengers arrive at their destination quietly.”

Zhang Bohua was a little surprised when he heard this, and immediately asked, "According to what you said, the supernatural bus is really a good idea, but how can you ensure that the ghost will wait for the bus on the side of the road and get on the bus obediently?"

"A ghost wouldn't be so kind as to take a car by himself." Luo Qian agreed.

Zhang Dong said: "So it's not that easy to make such a supernatural item. You also need to add other abilities to attract evil ghosts to the car, suppression capabilities, and even some kind of precognition ability, so that you can detect where the evil ghost appears in advance."

When he said this, his expression suddenly changed.

He thought of Mr. Qin, the mascot of the headquarters in the original work.

As the driver of the supernatural bus, Mr. Qin has the ability to talk to his future self, which is the ability to predict. Moreover, he is a powerful ghost controller, so he can naturally assume the responsibility of the bus driver and drive the bus to the explosion in advance. The place where supernatural events take place picks up the ghosts.

It turns out that all this was already doomed.
This is the product of the times and the wisdom of the older generation of the Republic of China.

"If such a supernatural object could be created, many supernatural incidents could indeed be solved effortlessly." Li Qingzhi also heard how valuable this car was.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's catch that ghost now and make more contributions to this world." Luo Qian said excitedly at this moment.

"Hold on, you still need to prepare a few things to catch that ghost. You wait for me to go back to the hospital to get them. I will be back soon." Zhang Bohua said, his figure gradually blurred, and he seemed to disappear.

"This is a world in a painting. It's not that easy to get out. Are you sure?" Luo Qian said.

Zhang Bohua smiled faintly and did not respond. Instead, he controlled some kind of supernatural power to make his body become more illusory, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Faced with his sudden departure, Zhang Dong was not too surprised.

If he can use the quiet supernatural power, it will not be difficult to escape from the ghost painting.

In the face of idealism's ability, the obstacles of the ghost realm are useless.

"Let's just take a look around. I have a hunch that there is more than just one county in the world of ghost paintings. It must include more real-life places, and we may be able to find more useful information."

Zhang Dong motioned for the two of them to follow him and walked in a random direction.

He was not worried that Zhang Bohua would not be able to find him when he came back.The latter's ability to catch up with the bumper demon already shows his strength.

The three of them were speechless and quickly set out on the road.

For some reason, since Zhang Bohua appeared, there have been a lot fewer people in the county town, and there are only a few scattered passers-by walking hurriedly in the once bustling market.

The streets and alleys are gradually losing their breath of life.

Everything is becoming dead silent.

Zhang Dong and the others moved forward along a wide street and soon reached the edge of the county seat.

There is nothingness ahead, as if there is a haze that will never go away. It is dim inside, and there are gusts of dark wind blowing, which seems to dissuade those who want to get involved. It is very dangerous inside.

It is worth noting that the dark wind blowing from the haze has a strong burning smell, like the smell of paper ash.

Li Qingzhi held the hatchet and looked at the haze outside the county town warily and said:

"There's no way ahead."

"It's not that there is no road, it's that the county town that was painted only reaches this point. Strictly speaking, we are now on the edge of the painting." Zhang Dong said, while thinking secretly.

"It seems that ghost paintings have not yet included other things in reality, resulting in a fragmentation of the world in the paintings. Or perhaps the current ghost paintings cannot piece together different paintings."

Either way it is not good news, it means that Gui Hua has gone beyond his control of previous information.
And
Zhang Dong frowned and immediately tried the ghost painting he stole before entering the painting, but found that it was no longer effective.In other words, they were trapped in the painting of this county, unable to leave or travel to other cities.

At this time, Luo Qian pointed to the sky behind him and said solemnly:

"The paper dust appears again."

Looking away, the three of them saw paper dust of different sizes starting to fall from the sky at some point, scattered randomly like snow.

The smell of ash in the air became stronger.

A bad premonition also came to my mind.

"I'm afraid the county seat is going to disappear again, but I don't know where it will go this time," Zhang Dong said in a serious tone.

The appearance of paper dust means that everything will disappear.

"Are we leaving?" Li Qingzhi said, holding the hatchet tightly.

Zhang Dong shook his head and said: "There is not enough time, the county will disappear soon, and there will be no time to find the smaller painting hidden in it. That painting is the exit of this world, and"

"And what?"

"And even if it is found, that passage is probably the entrance to the tenth painting, and it is not the exit back to reality. It is of no use."

His words directly cast a lingering haze over Luo Qian and the others.

as predicted.

In sight, just after a piece of paper ash came into contact with a house, the latter was instantly ignited. The blazing flames jumped out instantly and quickly ravaged the nearby houses.

In a short period of time, countless houses in the county were burned, and the burned parts disappeared at the same speed.

The streets are shortening little by little, the buildings are disappearing, and the people who have not disappeared on the road are also burning.

The paper ash was getting closer and closer, and the house less than a hundred meters in front of the three people was already on fire.

at this time.

A hoarse voice sounded, as if a dying old man was speaking with his last few breaths.

"Don't move, I'll take you away."

Zhang Bohua's figure suddenly appeared. He had a very serious face and cold eyes. He stood among the three of them, put his hands on the shoulders of Luo Qian and Li Qingzhi, and immediately used his idealistic ability.

The figures of the two people quickly faded and disappeared quickly.

However, when he used the same method to take Zhang Dong away, he was surprised to find that the latter was not affected at all.

The quiet supernatural power cannot affect Zhang Dong and can only take away Zhang Bohua.

His eyes suddenly widened with a look of shock.

"how is this possible"

Just when his figure became illusive and he was about to leave, the burning painting spread over.

Zhang Bohua had to let go of his hand and disappeared completely.

Only Zhang Dong was left in the place.

(End of this chapter)