N-A-A Chapter 113 The Drawing of Lin Youzhi
Chapter 113 The Drawing of Lin Youzhi
Although Sun Rui was holding the pen through the gold, a chilling aura still crept up his arm, as if the pen wanted to merge with him.
His hand loosened, the pen fell to the ground, and the chilling feeling vanished instantly.
The only cost was that his entire right hand was rendered useless.
"It can't even restore the ghost haze; the side effects of this stuff are too severe," Sun Rui said.
His right arm was shrouded in a grayish-white haze, and it took a long time to recover.
"It seems I have no choice but to do as Lin Youzhi says," Sun Rui thought to himself.
The message left by Lin Youzhi instructed him to release the blank ghost drawing after arriving at the accounting office.
Unsure of his intentions, Sun Rui had no choice but to comply.
The resurgent ghostly haze and the dead bodies were all reminders that he needed to act quickly.
He picked up the ghost painting beside him, untied the gold body bag, and poured the ghost painting out.
The moment the painting touched the ground, it seemed to melt, the frame merging directly with the ground.
The originally blank canvas was transformed into the shape of the ground. If Sun Rui hadn't known, he would have thought it was a normal ground.
"This is a completely restored blank ghost drawing. I wonder what Lin Youzhi is planning to do." Sun Rui stared intently at the ghost drawing.
The next moment, a fair hand emerged from where the canvas had been.
The hand gripped the edge of the picture frame tightly, trying to climb out.
"This is Lin Youzhi's hand. How can she still move normally? Is it a vengeful ghost resurrected?" Sun Rui was somewhat uncertain.
Fortunately, upon returning to Dahan City, he immediately instructed Wang Guohai to prepare a golden box and place the blank ghost painting inside. Otherwise, a body bag decorated only with gold could not contain a ghost with a corpse.
Sun Rui took out a red ghost candle from his pocket, just in case.
Gradually, the owner of that hand appeared, with long hair.
Then his face was revealed, and this time Sun Rui finally saw Lin Youzhi's face clearly.
"I can actually see her clearly this time, does that mean she's not a ghost?" Sun Rui thought to himself.
He suddenly remembered something: there were supernatural replicas inside the blank ghost painting. Could it be that Lin Youzhi had made a copy of himself in advance and was waiting to crawl out now?
The woman saw Sun Rui staring intently at her and glared back.
"He's a living person, completely different from the previous Lin Youzhi."
The original Lin Youzhi had no trace of human life and was extremely indifferent to emotions.
Lin Youzhi, who had crawled out of the blank ghost painting, was full of the aura of a living person.
"What are you looking at? Give me a hand, climbing this thing is really hard," Lin Youzhi said.
Sun Rui stepped forward and, through the gold gloves, suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled it upwards.
With Sun Rui's help, Lin Youzhi quickly climbed out.
This time, she was no longer wearing the red cheongsam she had worn before, but instead a light blue student uniform from the Republican era, looking quite youthful.
"Is this Lin Youzhi when he was young?" Sun Rui asked, somewhat puzzled.
"What are you looking at? You've looked at me before." Lin Youzhi was a little angry when he saw Sun Rui's gaze.
However, Lin Youzhi is overthinking things now; Sun Rui has no ulterior motives towards her.
"I'm wondering, are you a human or a ghost? And why did you bring me here?" Sun Rui asked.
"Didn't you feel my body temperature just now? Of course I'm a human being. As for why she released me, I don't know either," Lin Youzhi said.
"Her? You and the one in the red cheongsam are separate?" Sun Rui asked.
"That's right, we did break up. Is there any secret you want to know about her? I can tell you," Lin Youzhi said playfully.
"...Then tell me, what color was she wearing?"
"Damn it! You're finished, she'll kill you." Lin Youzhi blushed.
The next moment, a cold voice came from where the blank drawing had been: "Sun Rui, do you want to die?"
This is Lin Youzhi's voice.
"Damn, so she can hear me." Sun Rui said.
"I never said she was dead. It's just that for some reason, she couldn't move on, so I had to take her place. Anyway, I'm no different from her." Lin Youzhi outside crossed his arms, looking somewhat smug.
"I'm sorry, senior, I just wanted to determine whether she was a human or a ghost," Sun Rui explained.
He did not receive a reply from Lin Youzhi, but he assumed he would not kill him.
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. See that coffin nail? Go pull it out," Lin Youzhi said.
"Are you sure you want to pull it off?" Sun Rui asked.
Lin Youzhi nodded: "How can we proceed to the next step without removing it?"
Sun Rui's face darkened. Lin Youzhi outside clearly knew some information, but she had just said that she herself did not know.
You can easily get scammed.
Without dwelling on what had just happened, Sun Rui stepped forward and grasped the coffin nail with both hands.
He could tell that these were real coffin nails, not fake ones.
The one nailed there is most likely a ghost tamer.
The next moment, he forcefully pulled out the coffin nails and then skillfully put them back into his pocket.
Seeing this, Lin Youzhi didn't say anything, but just stood aside and waited quietly.
After a while.
The previously still corpse suddenly opened its eyes and sat up: "Did you save me?"
The man was confused for a moment, then turned to look at Sun Rui, who was not far away.
Sun Rui nodded and took a few steps back. He could sense that this person was extremely dangerous.
Previously, because the coffin nails were in place, I didn't feel much of a difference.
Being looked at by this person now feels like being stared at by a vengeful ghost.
"How much time has passed?" the man asked.
"Seventy years have passed," Lin Youzhi said, stepping out from behind Sun Rui's body.
"Has it been that long..." the man murmured. "You shouldn't have let them release me."
"Stop, it's not that I want to let you out, it's the person in the painting," Lin Youzhi said.
"So you drew this by ghosts? It seems she still doesn't want to see me," the man sighed.
"No, I woke you up to see you. You can go into the painting to find her," Lin Youzhi said.
The man nodded upon hearing this, his face expressionless.
Sun Rui watched this scene from the sidelines as if he were an outsider.
The man glanced at Sun Rui, then walked straight to the blank ghost painting and fell into it.
"Who is he?" Sun Rui asked.
He felt that this person was probably an oddball, otherwise he wouldn't feel so much pressure from him.
Moreover, this person was nailed to the coffin for so many years, yet his consciousness did not completely dissipate.
Moreover, it seems that this person's consciousness has not been severely corrupted by the vengeful ghost.
It's a pity. If it weren't for being nailed in by coffin nails, it might not be difficult for it to have lived from the Republic of China era to the present day.
"You don't need to know his name. He's an old acquaintance of the one inside. Their feud... never mind, I won't talk about it, or I'll die." Lin Youzhi shook his head.
Sun Rui glanced at her. Although she was drawn by a ghost, she knew a lot and was not simple.
"What should I do next? Don't forget her promise," Sun Rui said.
"Don't worry, I'll teach you how to use that paintbrush correctly. All the ghost money was drawn with that paintbrush," Lin Youzhi said.
Sun Rui nodded, indicating his agreement.
Lin Youzhi stepped forward and picked up the paintbrush with his bare hands, surprisingly unaffected by the strange, supernatural power.