You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

This look is too familiar.

Su Chen's mind flashed with the old men in his previous life who risked their lives to hold back the evil ghosts.

The moment they turned around, their eyes were exactly the same as those of the elders at the moment.

There is no sorrow, no pain, only full of hope.

Su Chen took a deep breath.

"Let me try to see if I can get out first."

This was also his first time entering the world in the painting.

Su Chen turned his right hand, condensed a trace of Taoist power, and then tore it apart violently.

However, Guidao did not appear.

It seems that the world in this painting is not connected to that world.

Connected...

Su Chen recalled the distortion of the lines he felt when he came in, turned around and walked out.

He returned to where he came in.

After standing still and looking around, the power of Tao spread again.

Someone wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Huang Xinan.

He talked a lot before realizing that no one could hear him here, so he had to pull them to write on the ground.

After explaining everything clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everyone back off.

Su Chen looked back at the location of the painting and the stone tablet and pulled them towards a certain position.

failure!

Come again.

failure.

failure!

Failed again!

……

Su Chen looked normal.

It seems that the orientation of the world in the painting has nothing to do with the stone tablet.

I don’t know how the master of carving created this world, it’s so magical.

What a pity, it was obvious that he was just like the guy who created the book spirit in the shantytown a while ago, and he had not fully mastered this power.

He could send people into the world in the painting, but he couldn't take them out, so he regretted it so much that he spent five years traveling all over the country looking for the extraordinary person, and it took away his life.

According to records, during those five years, seven masters entered the world in the painting one after another, but unfortunately none of them were able to leave.

Thinking of this, Su Chen looked around again.

Because this world has gods, Xuanshi's abilities are varied. He asked himself if there are many things he has never heard of before.

Even they can't get out...

We still have to find a point where we can establish a channel.

He closed his eyes and carefully recalled the scene when he passed through the wooden door.

Countless chaotic colors faded in an instant, and the messy lines suddenly twisted and changed...

The distortion of lines can be calculated, but the accuracy will vary from visual inspection. So, I'll try to calculate it first.

Su Chen started pinching his fingers.

In the distance, Sun Xingcai observed for a long time, then pulled Huang Xin'an to write on the ground: "Is this master reliable? Can he really lead us out?"

Huang Xinan angrily crossed out the word "吗".

"Brother Sun, if the master can't take us out, no one in this world can!"

He wrote this sentence angrily.

After thinking about it and looking at Su Chen over there, he simply wrote down the incident of picking up money and turning himself into an old man and told these colleagues about it.

Finally, he put his hands on his hips and said, "Do you still doubt the master?"

Everyone shook their heads.

The elders who followed also showed joy on their faces.

My head is swelling!

As the speed of his fingers counting became faster and faster, Su Chen felt that his head was about to explode.

In the past, scientists had used supercomputers to calculate the precise values ​​of the ghost path. Now, he wanted to use the same method to measure the values ​​of the world in the painting. It was simply...

Going crazy!

Su Chen gritted his teeth, and the power of merit in his dantian circulated throughout his body. When it passed through his brain, the swollen and painful head slowly calmed down.

Call ~

This one is still awesome.

Su Chen's calculation speed has reached a critical point and it is impossible to go any faster, but his tightly furrowed brows gradually relax.

Time passed bit by bit.

Wuxi County.

Zhou Liming received a call from Cuicheng and was surprised: "What? The master is here? Is he coming to our place or..."

Upon learning that Su Chen had left after looking at the horoscopes of the people from Jianzhou, Zhou Liming was stunned: "Then the master should have gone into the mountains. Director Zhou, do you think we should go to the mountains now or..."

"We just talked to the locals and learned that there's something strange going on in Qingfeng Mountain. Many elders say that people who go up the mountain to chop wood tend to disappear if it's rainy, and their bodies are rarely found..."

After Zhou Liming reported the basic situation to Director Zhou, he received instructions from Director Zhou: You can go to the foot of Qingfeng Mountain, but don't enter the mountain.

"understand!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Liming called for help in a heroic manner.

"Let's go!"

Just waiting, five hours flew by.

Wang Haitao's butt was sore from sitting in the office.

Director Zhou, who had been calm and composed, couldn't help but pace back and forth with his hands behind his back, looking out the window from time to time.

"Gugu, gugu~"

Wang Haitao touched his stomach and said, "Well, Director Zhou, why don't we eat first? It's already two o'clock. With Master Su Tianshi's ability, he'll be fine. It's just a matter of time, right?"

Director Zhou laughed dryly and forced a smile: "Yes, that's right."

Instead, he opened the door and shouted outside, asking someone to take Wang Haitao to the cafeteria, and then he picked up the microphone to report to his superiors.

Five hours!

You should know that when we asked the master to go to the high seas for rescue, the whole process only took ten minutes.

What on earth happened?

The drought demon? Or the ghost king? Or...

Even though Director Zhou has been cramming a lot of knowledge about the Xuan Sect recently, he still doesn't have a very clear judgment on the power of the Xuan Master.

He only vaguely inferred from the information revealed by his leader that the ability of Master Su Chen in Cuicheng was probably only comparable to that of Master Qin from the Lushan School.

He is so powerful, so he should be fine, right?

The same worry also exists in Huang Xinan's heart.

At first, he thought that a master of Su Chen's ability would definitely be able to do it.

But as Su Chen continued to calculate, calculating in the same way, calculating without any movement... he became a little unsure.

On the contrary, Sun Xingcai, who had been a little skeptical before, comforted him: "Don't walk around, sit down and wait for the master's news."

The elders who had originally accompanied them also sat on the ground.

Perhaps in order to ease everyone's anxiety, they began to write about the situation in this world.

They say the trees on this mountain are very strange. Once they are cut down, they will immediately grow back to their original state. They say the same thing is true for the fish and shrimp in the river. Once you catch them and eat them, they will reappear in large numbers in the river, right where they were...

"I've read the records. When Mr. Li was carving and painting on the stone tablet, he probably didn't draw people, right? The fields were probably lush and green..."

"You weren't originally in the painting, so you will change. Even if the original things in the painting are destroyed, they will be restored..."

After writing, Sun Xingcai threw the branch away and simply lay down on the ground, resting his head on his hands and looking at the gray sky.

But what’s the use of discovering this?

It’s useless!

He believed that for hundreds of years these people must have spared no effort in exploring how to get out of here in order to survive.

But all failed!

What does this mean?

This means that the solution is not something that ordinary people like them can come up with. Just accept your fate and wait.

Su Chen's arithmetic ability is naturally not as good as that of a supercomputer, but with his experience of collaborating with scientists to study the ghost way in his previous life, he is very familiar with the principles and basic formulas of establishing channels, which speeds up his verification and calculation speed.

Huang Xinan felt his waist ache while sitting. Just as he was thinking about whether he should lie down and rest like Sun Xingcai, Su Chen slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't move, but just slowly turned his neck and looked around.

The power of Tao surges.

More than three hundred points lit up one by one in the gray surroundings. Those were the most likely connection points calculated.