Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Even though I can only see a pair of eyes, I still think from the bottom of my heart that the owner of this painting is magnificent and has an extraordinary sense of beauty.

"Crazy crazy, human, you are completely crazy."

The peeping ghost wailed, more terrified than when he had been beaten by a dozen big punks before.

Most of the body has already consciously got into the soul-binding bag.

"Look at this painting again, Master Guihua will come out completely, and then this place will be over."

Shen Jian glanced at the peeping ghost.

Somewhat curious.

A ghost close to Tsing Yi level can feel such fear towards another ghost.

His previous judgment may have been wrong.

This ghost painting is not just as simple as an ordinary red-clothed ghost.

"But, she seems to have recovered."

Shen Jian shrugged.

"Ah ah ah ah."

The peeping ghost screamed and went straight into the sack.

was talking.

Oil painting has changed.

The eyes of the woman in the painting seem to move.

The scene is pulled from a distant view to a close view, occupying the entire oil painting.

And stretched out a pair of pale jade hands as delicate as porcelain.

Only then did the three women wake up.

One by one, they backed away in fright.

Fear and surprise.

The woman in the painting is alive! ?

At this moment, the woman in the painting wrote a number "6" on the oil painting.

After writing, those jade hands as delicate as porcelain disappeared.

Everything is as if it never happened.

"I see, you want to say 666, right?"

Shen Jian clapped his hands.

The girls:  …

God damn 666.

Ghost painting: ...

The woman in the painting seems to have blinked her eyes and looked at the numbers she wrote down. Is it difficult to understand the meaning?

"It's not 666, is it to wish us the best of luck?"

Shen Jian said with a smile.

"..."

The woman in the painting stretched out her jade hand again, pointed to Shen Jian, and then pointed to the number 6.

"Thank you, I think I'm 6 too."

Shen Jian was a little embarrassed.

Ghost painting: ? ? !

I know, it's the first time I've seen a man who doesn't like oil and salt.

Man, you have my attention.

Guihua seemed to be annoyed.

The blurred facial features suddenly revealed a seductive red lip.

A cold and hoarse voice slowly passed through the frame and reached Shen Jian's ears.

"In six days, I will take your life."

As soon as this word comes out.

Cai Minmin and Ji Haifei all lost their souls.

Got a death notice from a ghost.

This is an unacceptable thing for anyone.

But obviously, the master in front of them is not a normal person.

"It's the weekend in six days. Do you ghosts also work on weekends? Can you postpone it for a day and come to me on Monday?"

Shen Jian said seriously.

"..."

"We don't have holidays."

Shen Jian sighed with some pity: "That's too miserable. Judging by your appearance, you should not be the main body. Being oppressed by the main body like this, don't you think you should stand up and resist?"

Ghost painting: ...

The woman in the painting adjusted her mood, and her tone became tough again: "Six days will be six days, and one more day will not work."

"How about one less day? The law of killing is to die after six days. Be rebellious and come and kill me on the fifth day, or even today."

Shen Jian encouraged.

Ghost painting: ...

This human being deserves to be beaten.

I really want to rush out and chop him right now.

"No."

Ghost Hua flatly refused.

"Okay then, I'll wait for you in six days."

"Well, six..."

"and many more."

Gui Hua felt his veins pop.

"What do you want?"

"Let me just ask, what should I do if you disappear one day and I can't find you?" Shen Jian was a little worried.

"No, I will remind you of the number of days of death every day."

"Then what if I'm sleeping and can't see it?"

"..."

"You will definitely wake up..."

"No, no, there are other people in my house. If you stretch out your hand again before I wake up, you will probably be beaten. Three against one. Do you have any chance of winning?"

Ghost painting: ...

"Then I'll tell the time when you wake up?"

A cold voice of discussion sounded.

"can."

"it is good……"

The ghost painting has returned to an ordinary oil painting.

Apparently disconnected.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Shen Jian looked back, just in time to see the three girls hiding at the door looking at him with a strange expression.

"Master, can you beat this ghost?"

Cai Minmin said weakly.

It was the first time she saw the master discussing with a ghost kindly.

Although the meaning of molesting is greater than discussing...

Shen Jian covered the oil painting with a white cloth, and said calmly: "This is not the real body of a ghost, even if you pull it out, it's useless, and you can't do anything."

Speaking of this, Shen Jian also had some regrets.

If not, he would have let the woman in the painting see the ferocity of the python.

"I took this painting away, do you have any objections?"

Shen Jian looked at Huang Yuzhen.

Huang Yuzhen shook her head like a rattle.

Even if she was killed, she would not dare to leave a ghost painting at home.

Shen Jian was very satisfied.

"Do you know the origin of this painting?"

Shen Jian continued to ask.

Huang Yuzhen hesitated and said: "Actually, there are many copies of this painting. When it was exhibited at that time, everyone was shocked. My friend saw that I was moved, so he sent it to me. I remember the same painting. There are a dozen more."

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

Is every ghost painting connected to the body?

With such a large-scale walking and killing pattern, each ghost painting is connected to the main body, and the woman in the painting can appear anywhere at any time.

This is undoubtedly an S-level supernatural event.

Five days have passed since the art festival that Huang Yuzhen mentioned.

estimate……

There are already many people who are about to trigger the law of killing.

After thinking about it, Shen Jian called Qian Kuan.

He doesn't care about other places.

But Qingshi has already defaulted to the territory of the underworld, and no supernatural beings can escape his control.

……

Back to the residence.

Shen Jian looked at the chat interface.

The account with the ID [Shuyi] has not received any messages.

This is Xuan Jiu's player number.

It was also the first errand he chose.

Shen Jian was a little strange.

Logically speaking, Xuan Jiu should have come to look for him after Guituan took out the dungeon.

After so many days, the other party should have arrived long ago.

But the truth is, there was no response.

Shen Jian looked at the account with the ID [Blue Sky White Cloud].