The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 54 The Secret of the Woman in Red

"Yang Muxue"

Zhang Dong's expression moved slightly when he heard this, and he tried hard to recall the name.

He does not appear in the original work, and he should be a figure from the Republic of China period like Li Shao who controls ghosts.

However, being able to obtain the supernatural power of ghost paintings shows that she is also a very powerful ghost controller.

"Old man, do you know where this Yang Muxue is?"

Zhang Dong felt that it was necessary to contact her, even if it was just to escape from the ghost paintings and return to reality through her. It would be better if he could obtain supernatural information about the ghost paintings.

The old man shook his head and said: "The only time I saw her was outside on the street. I was starving to death at that time. She gave me a stack of yellow paper and said that I would be happy after I burned the paper."

"Yes, everyone here comes in like this. I also burned a lot of yellow paper." The old lady added, and asked with a look of surprise, "Young student, why do you act like you don't know anything? What does it look like? You should know these things."

Zhang Dong coughed and was about to find an excuse to escape when he suddenly caught a glimpse of bright red in his peripheral vision.

Looking up, a slender woman wearing a red wedding dress was standing on the street corner. A bright red hijab covered her face, but she could still tell that she was looking here.

Obviously, this woman is Yang Muxue.

It was probably the appearance of Zhang Dong that broke the peace of the world and attracted her attention.

Striding forward, Zhang Dong stood five meters in front of her.

"Yang Muxue?"

He looked sternly and asked tentatively.

"The fact that you can break the barriers of the ghost painting world and come here shows that you are a very powerful person. But I will not be afraid of you because of this. If you are an enemy, I will not hesitate to kill you here."

"I will not allow anyone to interfere with this pure land."

Yang Muxue opened her mouth and stated her position directly.

The sound spread through the hijab, exuding a sense of resentment and sadness.

It's like listening to a ghost talk.

"You have mastered the supernatural power of ghost paintings and created this peach blossom garden. It is indeed amazing." Zhang Dong said solemnly, and then narrowed his eyes slightly, "But you are still not close to fighting with me, even if you fight hard Trying my best can only help you, and I'm not your enemy, I'm just a person who accidentally fell into the painting. I don't think of any conflict, I just want to get out of here."

As he spoke, he looked at the nearby wall, raised his hand and waved it gently, and a gap immediately melted into the wall.

Doing so not only expresses one's attitude, but also demonstrates one's strength.

He is fully capable of killing her.

Yang Muxue didn't respond. She had an unknown expression on her covered face. She seemed to be considering it, but her body trembled obviously.

After a few seconds, she slowly said:
"Go back a hundred steps, then turn left. In the third room on the right you can see an oil painting."

"The exit is the painting."

After saying that, her slender figure turned slightly, as if she wanted to leave.

Ashes flying all over the sky fell around her, like withered petals.The gray and red look out of place, exuding an aura of loneliness all the time.

Zhang Dong's expression moved slightly, he looked at her back and hesitated for a moment, then said: "This pure land is indeed very desirable, but don't forget, ghost paintings are not that easy to control. Before you wake up, the ghost painting , it’s best to quickly find the supernatural power that can balance it.”

This was the only reminder he could get.

Consider it as a thank you.

Immediately, Zhang Dong quickly walked towards the exit.

Along the way, his eyes glanced back and forth from building to building, and then stopped at each resident.

The scene of busy traffic felt like a sudden world, and the real feeling always penetrated his mind, making him doubt that this place was actually reality from time to time.

And all this illustrates the horror of the supernatural.

If the supernatural power of ghost paintings is allowed to spread, it is really possible to create a painting that is the same size as the real world.

Soon, Zhang Dong came outside the house that Yang Muxue was talking about.

He took a general look and found nothing unusual.When the door was opened, the light immediately dimmed, and several kerosene lamps emitted a dim yellowish light, beating under the disturbance of the air flow.

There was no one in the room, so he went straight to the living room.

After looking around, an oil painting hanging on the wall on the left came into view.

This is a picture depicting a big city. The main content is a five-six-story building, with several bustling streets in the background. The building is in a traditional style, somewhat retro, and there are windows on each floor, but they are all closed. of.

As his eyes moved downward, Zhang Dong saw a woman wearing a red wedding dress in the lower right corner of the oil painting. She was very petite, with her back to the outside of the painting, and seemed to be observing the building in front of her.

Obviously this woman is Yang Muxue.

Zhang Dong stared at the painting for a while and then ignored it, deciding to leave immediately.

Anyway, Yang Muxue has mastered the ghost painting, so it is not surprising that she appears in the painting.

He directly took down the oil painting. The painting was very light, almost only the weight of the frame. After gently touching it, the oil painting suddenly changed.

The frame of the painting is expanding, and the content of the painting is also changing rapidly. The buildings are becoming clearer, and the streets are lengthening, as if they are being recolored, changing from a painting to a photo with extremely high definition.

Everything in the painting is becoming real, and there are vague signs of movement.

But Yang Muxue's figure became increasingly blurry.

Just when the entire painting became the size of a room door, it was affected by some supernatural influence and began to shrink rapidly.

In just a few seconds, the oil painting became the size of a postage stamp, fluttered in the air a few times and then fell to the ground.

Zhang Dong's eyes narrowed and he took a few steps back.

At this time, Yang Muxue's voice came from behind:
"Wait a minute."

A sudden sound sounded, and Zhang Dong immediately turned around and stared at her warily.

"What? You don't want to let me go?"

Yang Muxue shook her head, found a master's chair and sat down slowly and said, "You are right, I can sense that the ghost's resurrection is coming soon. By then, I will become a drop of ink in the ghost painting, and the people living here will They will all die, so..."

"So are you asking me for help?"

Zhang Dong naturally understood the meaning of her words. It was not easy to control the supernatural powers of ghost paintings, and the price suffered must be very heavy.

Moreover, it is even more difficult to control the second ghost and achieve a supernatural balance with the S-class ghost in the body.

She had reached the end of her rope.

"I just don't want these people to lose it again just after they get the chance to live." Yang Muxue said, actually taking off the red hijab on his head, and his fair face suddenly appeared,

This face seemed to be mosaic, it was blurry and it was impossible to see the real face clearly.

She threw the hijab away casually and continued: "You are very special. Even in my paintings, I can't detect your supernatural power, so I think you can do things that I can't."

"whats the matter?"

Zhang Dong did not refuse in a hurry. He also wanted to know how the ghost paintings of this period were different from the original works. Now that the person who controlled it was in front of him, it was a rare opportunity.

And through contact with Yang Muxue, he could see that this person was a person with the world at heart.

He is also willing to help such people.

"Since you can enter my painting, you can definitely go to other paintings." Yang Muxue said, "The ghost painting is very powerful. I only controlled one layer of it, and it still has nine other layers that are still wandering. Status, I hope you can help me control the remaining paintings to keep the world running."

"The other nine paintings?" Zhang Dong's expression moved slightly, "You haven't completely mastered the ghost paintings?"

"Yes, I only controlled the tenth painting with the weakest supernatural power, which is also the one closest to reality, and used the supernatural power of this painting to create this place. But as time goes by, my ghost's resurrection is coming soon. , and the other nine paintings are also constantly looking for me. I can only control the tenth painting to hide everywhere, but now I can’t, the other nine paintings have surrounded this place, and I have nowhere to go.”

Yang Muxue sighed slightly.

After hearing this, Zhang Dong began to think secretly.

This is really an unprecedented discovery.

There are actually ten ghost paintings in total, and the one most similar to the original is only the weakest one.
(End of this chapter)