Mysterious Resurrection: I am Jiang Shang, commanding ghosts and becoming a god

Chapter 280: Ghost Painting Downstairs of the Female Dormitory

Because of Jiang Shan's information, the three did not waste time on the second and third floors, but rushed to the fourth floor.

Apart from the strange footsteps coming from the stairs, Jiang Shan and others did not encounter any evil spirits along the way.

quickly,

The three of them came to a room on the fourth floor.

"It is this room. The ghost domain of the dead-faced ghost cannot invade. The source of the ghost painting is here." Looking at the room in front of him, Jiang Shan said secretly in his heart.

Without any hesitation, he kicked the door open, and the moment the door was kicked open.

Immediately, there was a sound of something falling to the ground behind the door, as if the kick on the door just now had hit something in the room.

Jiang Shan looked down.

There is a painting on the ground.

There is nothing in the painting but pitch black. At first glance, it looks like a piece of black paper is framed. There is no pattern or scenery on it.

But unlike ordinary black paper, the black on this painting is thick and thin, and the shadow of black changes with the movement of light.

Sometimes it looks like a palm; sometimes it looks like the outline of a human face hidden in the darkness; but more often the two black spots in the painting are like a pair of black pupils, peering in the dark.

It's a very strange painting, but it's not a ghost painting.

"Ghost painting?"

When Yang Jian saw the painting on the ground, his eyes narrowed. His instinct told him that there was probably a ghost hidden in the painting.

Or maybe a ghost is hiding in this frame, waiting for the right moment to leave.

However, before Yang Jian could pay more attention.

"That one isn't a ghost painting, so why are there so many paintings here?" Chen Hao suddenly said in a serious tone.

He was a little surprised when he entered the room and saw the many paintings on the wall.

In his memory, the source of the ghost painting was in the form of an oil painting, hanging alone in a room on the third floor.

The walls and even the ceiling are covered with various paintings. These paintings are of different sizes and the contents of the paintings are also different.

Only one thing is exactly the same.

That is, the backgrounds of these paintings are very strange, revealing an inexplicable depression in the darkness, which makes people feel unhappy when looking at them.

"This is it, adjust yourself."

After giving the reminder, Jiang Shan walked into the room without hesitation.

Yang Jian and Chen Hao, who followed closely behind, looked around after entering the room, both searching and being alert.

"The source of the ghost painting is not here?!"

Chen Hao, who was always on guard against attacks from ghost paintings, quickly glanced around the room, but he was suddenly surprised to find that the oil painting he had seen before was not in the room.

"Wait, what is this."

Chen Hao saw a painting hanging on the wall. The overall background of the painting was extremely dark, but in the darkness he could vaguely see that it was inside a building.

However, what caught his attention most was not the inky black background, but the fact that the painting actually showed a dilapidated staircase.

The staircase seemed to be floating in the air, one end of it was immersed in darkness, and the other end extended to the bottom of the picture frame.

And there seemed to be a person standing at the top of the stairs, a vague human figure, like a ghost, making it impossible to see clearly.

"This is the staircase we just walked through. It seems that the staircase is very likely to have 'spread out' from this painting." Yang Jian, who also saw this painting, had a serious expression on his face.

The strange staircase in the painting was exactly the same as the wooden staircase they had just stepped on.

Do not,
This painting may have been based on that staircase.

Or,

Because of the staircase in the painting, staircases also appear in the world within the painting.

Chen Hao's eyes flickered as he asked, "A picture within a picture? Then the ghost in the picture is the ghost on the stairs, isn't it?"

In fact, the two were not surprised as to whether the staircase appeared in the world of ghost painting because it was drawn, or whether the staircase appeared in the painting because it existed in the world of ghost painting.

the most important is,

The invisible ghost on the stairs is also vaguely visible in this painting.

And this is very strange.

The appearance of ghosts in the painting can explain two crucial issues.

Either everything that appears in the world of ghost paintings can affect the presentation of content in oil paintings; or whatever is painted on the oil paintings will appear in the world of ghost paintings.

To put it simply,

The question is, is it that oil painting influenced the world of ghost painting, or is it that the world of ghost painting influenced oil painting?

If it is the latter, then it is irrelevant and will not have any impact on their next actions;
But if it is the former, it means that the rules of ghost paintings and those weird oil paintings have a vital relationship.

And at this moment,
Jiang Shan stopped in front of a painting, his brows furrowed as he tried to find out something from the painting.

Chen Hao, who was searching the room, soon found another painting.

It was an old-style rural earthen living room, and in one corner of the living room stood a big-butt TV with a black screen.

In front of the TV was an old wooden rocking chair, which was empty. The ghost that had been sitting on the sofa seemed to have disappeared.

The inexplicable feeling of familiarity made Chen Hao's face change drastically. He was very sure that the living room in the painting was his grandfather's rural home in the countryside where he had lived since he was a child.

"Are you kidding me? How could Grandpa be related to ghost paintings?"

Although the room is filled with various strange oil paintings, most of those paintings take up a large space.

After the two of them came in, they only looked at a few paintings. The painting in front was not clear because of the distance and angle. Standing behind Jiang Shan, they could only see a picture frame hanging on the wall.

The contents of the paintings cannot be seen, and to see more one must continue deeper into the room.

But Jiang Shan's brows were furrowed at the moment, and his strange behavior of standing motionless in front of a picture could hardly fail to attract the attention of Yang Jian and Chen Hao.

The two of them walked over quickly.

When Yang Jian saw the content of the painting, his pupils suddenly shrank. He was somewhat incredulous, staring at the painting that occupied a relatively large area.

The painting is very long, occupying almost 60% of the wall.

The background of the painting is a group of university dormitory buildings, but what is actually depicted in the painting is a single building.

A building shrouded in a dark world.

The building in the painting looks a bit old, with walls painted in classic blue-green and rows of windows arranged in neat rows, revealing a familiar sense of regularity and rigidity.

"Beijing Film and Television University? Miao Xiaoshan's school?!"

(End of this chapter)