Mysterious Revival: Controlling Ghosts Starts with a Bug

Chapter 85 Farm
The scenery in the ghost paintings is grayish in tone.

Xu Kong was walking alone in an old European farm, with a dilapidated windmill in front of him.

He looked up at the sky and saw gray pieces of paper ashes falling endlessly, forming a thick layer on the ground.

When you step on it, the paper ashes make a slight rustling sound.

At this moment, one day had passed since Tong Qian received the news of the ghost painting attack.

…………

After Guihua came to China, the first city he encountered was Dasa City.

Its geographical location in China is symmetrical with that of ZS City from east to west.

So when Tong Qian and Xu Kong, who had decided on a whim, took a plane and arrived at the temporary command center for the ghost painting incident not far from Dasa City, they found that they were already the last group of people.

All the other ghost riders who were invited were already seated in the conference room early.

After seeing Xu Kong and Tong Qian come in, everyone cast their glances over at the same time, some curious, some calm, some jealous, some kind, and some malicious.

Unlike Tong Qian, who had a slightly stiff expression on her face and quickly found a seat to sit down.

Xu Kong looked at everyone calmly, smiled back at those with good intentions, ignored those who were curious and calm, and took note of the faces of those with bad intentions.

Then he saw several familiar people walking up to the podium in the conference room.

"Xu Kong?"

On the rostrum, Cao Yanhua, who was walking in front, saw Xu Kong standing at the door and had not yet taken a seat.

He knew that Xu Kong and Tong Qian would come together before they set off.

But to be honest, even though he knew the news before, Cao Yanhua felt much more at ease after seeing Xu Kong.

Therefore, he subconsciously came over and pulled Xu Kong to sit on the podium - it was common sense that the capable should be in the lead and enjoy the glory.

Xu Kong naturally saw through Cao Yanhua's plan, but he simply shook his head and silently refused, then found an empty seat in the back and sat down.

Seeing this, Cao Yanhua could not force it and could only continue to sit down.

Beside him are Wang Xiaoming and Zhao Jianguo.

They are also familiar faces to many of the ghost riders present.

"Hello? Hello!"

Cao Yanhua tried the microphone and then spoke directly.

"Everyone, I think you all know the purpose of calling everyone here."

"S-level supernatural event ghost painting has invaded our country and is currently entrenched around Dasa City, trapping hundreds of thousands of people."

“If rescue is not organized immediately, or the ghost paintings are not detained and expelled, not only the hundreds of thousands of people in Dasa City, but also many more people will suffer terror.”

"As domestic ghost riders, you all enjoy enough power at ordinary times, so naturally you have to step up at critical moments."

"This is an urgent matter, so I won't say much. Next, Professor Wang Xiaoming will talk about the main points of the ghost painting incident."

Next to him, Wang Xiaoming took the microphone and looked at the many ghost riders below, and spoke directly in the same straightforward manner.

"My name is Wang Xiaoming. Some people here know me, some don't, but it doesn't matter."

"I will now explain the general situation of ghost painting."

“If you think there are mistakes, or have other plans or ideas, you can also raise them later.”

Then he picked up a remote control, pressed it behind him, and the projection screen lit up.

On the screen, there are four different evil spirits, labeled C, B, A, and S respectively.

"As everyone knows, there are four levels of evil spirits recognized by governments around the world: C, B, A, and S."

"These four levels are based on the degree of harm that evil spirits cause to the world, and do not represent the degree of terror of evil spirits."

"Among them, Class C is the restricted class, which includes evil spirits that are fixed in one area. The degree of harm to less than 100 people can be restricted and contained by ghost controllers, and they are not contagious."

"Class B is dangerous, and includes evil spirits that have the ability to roam. They are dangerous enough, but the threat level is less than 10,000 people. They cannot be contained, but can still be restricted by ghost controllers and have a certain degree of spread."

"Grade A is the disaster grade. The evil spirits included are those that, if left alone, have the power to kill the entire population of a city within a certain period of time. They are extremely terrifying, cannot be restricted or contained, and have a considerable potential to spread."

"S-level is the destructive level. The evil spirits included in it have the ability to easily destroy the population of several cities. If they cannot be contained, they can even destroy a country."

"And the ghost paintings, when they were first discovered, were classified as S-level."

Wang Xiaoming took the remote control and pressed it behind him again. The projection screen changed into a world map, in which several European countries were directly marked in red.

He continued preaching.

“When the ghost painting first appeared, it directly covered the Great Netherlands and the Great Austrian Kingdom.”

"And then everyone in both countries died."

"Later, Interpol organized global forces and, at the cost of wiping out a team of ghost riders, left a golden candlestick on the ghost's body, placing limited restrictions on it."

"According to my subsequent research, ghost paintings have ghost dens that can easily cover the size of several cities. Any painting within the coverage area may become a derivative of ghost paintings."

"These ghost painting derivatives in reality represent a region and a fierce ghost within the ghost painting's den. Entering one of them means entering the ghost painting's den directly."

“To tell it apart from a normal painting, all you have to do is look at the colour.”

"The derivatives of ghost paintings are gray, while normal paintings are colorful."

"But I still want to remind you all!"

Wang Xiaoming suddenly raised his voice and said.

"The ghosts that were the source of the ghost paintings may also appear in the derivative paintings of the ghost paintings."

"As long as someone has seen the true appearance of the ghost that originated the ghost painting, and the memory of the ghost that originated the ghost painting emerges in their mind, it will directly trigger the murder pattern of the ghost painting."

"Although the ghost of the ghost painting source cannot descend due to the limitation of the golden candlestick, the gray paper ash ghost will directly follow people's thoughts and pull people into its ghost den."

"The only solution is to stop thinking."

Wang Xiaoming paused for a moment, waiting for the ghost riders to understand, and then continued preaching.

"According to the records of ghost riders who have entered the Ghost Painting Ghost Cave, the space inside the Ghost Painting Ghost Cave is infinite, and the strength is also top-notch. At least we haven't found a way to directly break through the Ghost Painting Ghost Cave."

"So, apart from being directly shrouded and abducted by the ghost painting, our only way to get in and out is to find the many ghost painting derivatives inside and outside the ghost painting's ghost den."

He pressed the remote control again, and different picture frames appeared on the projection.

Some of the frames are gray, while others are normal in color.

"Whether in the real world or in the ghost world, every frame of a ghost painting derivative product represents a region."

"To escape from the ghostly painting, you must select a real-life scene with normal colors, then enter the painting directly, and you will be able to escape the ghostly scene and return to reality."

"This process is exactly the opposite of the process we will use to enter the ghost painting from the real world."

"The process is reversed? How on earth are we going to get into the ghost painting?"

An impatient ghost rider asked directly.

Wang Xiaoming frowned, looked at the many ghost riders below, and began to explain.

"The headquarters has found a derivative of the ghost painting, hanging in a tent ten kilometers away."

"When the time comes, all ghost riders will enter together and try to land in the same place to ensure safety as much as possible."

Then he continued.

"Once you enter the ghost painting, everyone should be careful not to make any extra noise."

"Ghost paintings have been around for so many years, and no one knows how many evil spirits exist in them."

"I only know that during the last ghost painting incident, Interpol headquarters recorded thousands of ghost painting derivatives, each one different."

"So if something unexpected happens and a ghost painting riots, with countless evil spirits gathering, everyone will be in great danger."

Wang Xiaoming paused again and pressed the remote control in his hand.

A blurry figure appeared on the screen. Except for the slightly clear outline of a pair of hands pierced by a golden candlestick, the rest of the body was covered with mosaics.

"This is a simplified picture of the ghost that is the source of the ghost painting. It is intentionally blurred to avoid the ghost painting from coming."

"Once everyone has safely arrived at the Ghostly Cave, our first goal will be to find it."

"According to relevant records, the source ghost of the ghost painting has a supernatural body."

"But thanks to the last Interpol headquarters operation, the source ghost of the ghost painting is easy to identify."

"Everyone remember the characteristics of the golden candlestick."

Wang Xiaoming paused and looked at everyone seriously.

"If anyone sees the ghost that is the source of the ghost story, they must immediately get into the golden woven bag to isolate themselves from the ghost painting."

"Then use the satellite phone to contact other ghost riders and inform each other of the situation." "Wait until you have enough people before trying to detain him. Never act alone."

Then, Wang Xiaoming pressed the remote control again, and a map of Dasa City was projected behind him.

On the map, Dasa City was shrouded in a scarlet sky, and was surrounded by a circle of gray paper ash ghost areas.

"Thanks to the Scarlet Sky Curtain, Dasa City has not been invaded by the Ghost Painting, but it still surrounds Dasa City. Currently, supplies cannot be transported. It will last for a few weeks at most."

"When the ghost painting passed by the edge of Dasa City, the source ghost of the ghost painting emerged from the ghost den and was seen by a large number of Dasa City residents."

"This has caused the ghost paintings to linger around Dasa City and not leave."

Wang Xiaoming said to everyone.

"So, the purpose of our trip is first to imprison the ghost painting, second to expel the ghost painting, and third to transport enough supplies to Dasa City to ensure the survival of hundreds of thousands of people there."

“If you have any questions or objections, you can raise them directly.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a ghost rider asked a question and Wang Xiaoming answered it quickly.

"How can we find the corresponding painting of Dasa City in the ghost painting den?"

"If the frame inside the ghost cave is colorful with scarlet, then it is most likely the city of Dasa."

"We only have so few people. How are we going to transport food and supplies for hundreds of thousands of people?"

"The ghost cave can be unfolded inside the ghost painting. Some people's ghost caves can store things, and supplies can also be placed in them."

"What if we fail to imprison the ghost painting?"

"You can retreat first and then contact the headquarters."

"Do we have to force ourselves to form a team in this haunted place?"

"It depends on the individual, but the headquarters has a team suggestion..."

"..."

After Wang Xiaoming finished answering, Cao Yanhua took over the microphone and spoke sincerely.

"Everyone, from what we know, the ghost painting swept a large number of scattered herdsmen, tourists and even soldiers into its lair during its journey from abroad to China."

"So, please help your compatriots to the best of your ability when you meet them in this haunted place."

"I am powerless and can only do the logistics here so that everyone has nothing to worry about."

He stood up and bowed deeply.

"As for the ghost painting incident, the survival of hundreds of thousands of people in Dasa City is in your hands!"

After the meeting, the ghost riders present dispersed.

Some gathered into teams, while others went to the logistics area to collect resources, such as golden woven bags, drinking water resources, etc.

Tong Qian was also directly assigned to a ghost-control team, and unexpectedly, she was in the same team with Yang Jian.

As for Xu Kong, after greeting acquaintances such as Yang Jian and Fang Feisheng, he was pulled aside by Cao Yanhua.

"Xu Kong, are you here to participate in the ghost painting incident?"

Cao Yanhua asked.

"The famous ghost painting, known as the strongest ghost painting, and one of the earliest S-level supernatural events in the world, who wouldn't be interested?"

Xu Kong replied.

"That……"

Cao Yanhua's eyes lit up.

“But I just went in to take a look.”

Xu Kong spoke first, interrupting what Cao Yanhua was about to say.

"The ghost of the ghost painting is so powerful, and the source ghost is so strange."

"I don't have much confidence in keeping him in custody."

This is of course a lie.

Xu Kong is interested in ghost paintings, but doesn't want to work for the headquarters for nothing.

"Not even the ghost cabinet?"

Cao Yanhua looked up in surprise, and his heart sank suddenly.

But Xu Kong actually nodded and said.

"It's really not possible to have a ghost cabinet without transactions."

Cao Yanhua was dejected when he heard this, but he was immediately cheered up.

Anyway, there is a bottom line, right?

"By the way, why didn't Mr. Qin come?"

Xu Kong asked casually.

"If it's him, there should be a way, right?"

Cao Yanhua smiled bitterly.

"There must always be someone left to guard Dajing City."

"So every time it's your deputy minister who comes out to do the work."

Xu Kong understood and couldn't help but tease.

"When will Minister Cao be promoted?"

"It's not fun to talk about!"

Cao Yanhua subconsciously looked around and found that there was no one there. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xu Kong and responded vaguely.

"Next time, next time."

At this moment, some ghost riders were already ready outside. They got on the car and started heading towards the tent that Wang Xiaoming mentioned.

Xu Kong did not talk to Cao Yanhua anymore. He just found a car and got in it, and came to a deserted valley.

In the valley, there is a tent.

Xu Kong followed the team in and found a gray, old port painting hanging in the room.

He could see that the ghost rider in front of him stretched out his hand after approaching the painting, and then his figure suddenly disappeared and appeared at the port in the painting.

Xu Kong also walked forward and stretched out his hand. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at a dilapidated port.

"No matter how many times I've experienced it, the ghost den is still so strange and difficult to understand."

Xu Kong sighed.

He can also do the same thing with the ghost cave, but he has no understanding of the underlying principles. He only knows that the deep ghost cave distorts time and space.

To put it in an ancient Chinese saying, it means only practicing the art, not the Tao.

But the reality is like this, Xu Kong has no choice but to follow his own path.

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When they first entered the ghost painting, everything went as Wang Xiaoming had planned, and everyone entered the same scene.

But after all, he still didn't know enough about ghost paintings.

The internal space of the ghost painting is constantly intertwined, and each area is a different supernatural scene.

By crossing the boundary line between different scenes, you may arrive at the next area smoothly, or return to the previous area, or even go to the farthest area.

So after leaving the old port, the many ghost riders of domestic signs dispersed directly.

Xu Kong also returned to being alone again.

"The ghost realm is about the eighth level in strength."

His pupils were slightly black, simulating the supernatural power of the ghost eye, seeing through the ghost paintings and reality, and then judging.

Then, Xu Kong looked intently at the old-style European farm in front of him.

The most eye-catching thing was a dilapidated mill. Above it was a large windmill with half a blade missing. It no longer rotated and just hung there all alone.

An old, half-damaged earthen house stood next to a dilapidated mill, looking as if it had been abandoned for hundreds of years.

But as Xu Kong approached, suddenly there were subtle and trivial noises emerging from the old earthen house.

There is one more update, around 2 o'clock

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