A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

Qin Taotao stared intently at that spot; the root of the problem must be related to the museum.

Even if the sealing method isn't on the surface, it must be hidden deep within this node.

She had to tear a small gap.

Even if it's just for a moment.

She can see more things too.

But just as she continued to activate her supernatural powers, the gray and white figures around her began to move.

Passengers on the bus on the street looked up, people holding cups in the coffee shop stood up, and faces behind the windows of residential buildings were pressed closer together.

The whole city seemed to have finally discovered this outsider.

They made no sound.

He simply looked towards where Qin Taotao was.

Qin Taotao knew that this was the ghost painting's reaction.

It is resisting.

Or rather, it wants to completely immerse itself in the painting.

The supernatural power within her had been pushed to its limit.

The ghost driver's brakes grew increasingly shrill, and the shadows cast by the eerie post office door became increasingly erratic.

But Qin Taotao did not stop.

She knew that if she stopped now, all her previous attempts would have been pointless.

She looked up.

My gaze fell upon the museum in the distance.

"Open it for me."

Qin Taotao's voice was soft, but it carried a hint of ruthlessness.

next moment.

The powers of the ghost driver and the ghost post office erupted simultaneously.

An invisible car crashed through the entire street.

Countless letters burned into pale white ash in the air.

boom!

The world depicted in the painting trembled violently once again.

This time, the tremors weren't limited to the ground; a tiny crack appeared in the sky.

The gap was small, but it was real.

It looked as if someone had slashed the canvas from the outside with a knife.

After the gray-white world appeared through that crack, it acquired a color for the first time that didn't belong here.

That was a dark spot.

A deep, dark black.

It's like a layer between reality and the realm of ghosts.

Qin Taotao looked up at the crack, and a slight change finally appeared on her pale face.

She succeeded.

At least, the ghost paintings are not entirely unshakeable.

The space that was so stable it was almost despairing was actually torn open by her, creating a slight barrier.

But that's not enough.

Far from enough.

The crack existed for only a few breaths before it began to be covered again by grayish-white.

The ghost drawing is being repaired.

high speed.

Qin Taotao did not chase after them.

Her current state no longer allows her to continue acting recklessly.

She lowered her head, looking at the street gradually returning to its original smoothness, her gaze darkening.

This strike proved that we were on the right track.

The ghost driver can impact the ghost realm, and the ghost post office can create barriers; the combination of the two can indeed shake the world of ghost paintings.

But to truly tear it apart.

Even finding a way to seal the source requires a more precise location.

museum.

The museum depicted in the painting remains key.

Qin Taotao took a deep breath, suppressing the thought of the woman in red that had resurfaced in her mind.

She took a step.

I walked toward the museum that was becoming blurry in the distance.

behind,

More and more gray-white figures appeared.

They emerged from both sides of the street.

There were no footsteps.

There was no breathing sound.

He simply followed her quietly.

Qin Taotao did not turn around.

She knew she had alerted the ghost painting.

But she also became certain of one thing.

This world is not unbreakable.

This world is not dead.

It reacts.

It will repair the cracks.

It will bring to life the figures drawn into the painting.

It will continue to expand.

As Qin Taotao walked toward the museum, she recalled the moment that had just occurred in her mind.

The crack in the sky, though very thin, was real.

When that crack appeared, she sensed something else.

That's not reality.

It's not the ghost drawing itself either.

It's more like a blank space sandwiched between the ghost painting and reality.

Ghostly drawings did not completely cover the entire world.

This is very important.

If it was already completely covered, then her supernatural collision just now could not have torn open that crack.

The ghost paintings in the Peach Blossom Spring Project can suppress a large number of terrifying ghosts.

That's because it formed a complete supernatural world.

A complete world with closed rules is difficult to shake from the outside.

But things are different now.

The ghost paintings in the city are still growing.

It swallowed the city, but not the whole of reality.

This means that there are still gaps in its rules.

Qin Taotao paused in her steps.

She looked up at the museum in the distance.

The museum is still there.

But it has become much blurrier than when I first entered the world of the painting.

It's as if it's being constantly wiped by a hand, with the edges sometimes clear and sometimes disappearing.

Qin Taotao's eyes darkened.

She finally understood.

It's not that she can't find her way.

Rather, the ghost painting prevented her from getting close to the real node.

If someone is just an ordinary ghost tamer, even if they spend ten days or half a month here, they will only be worn down by this gray and white city.

But the collisions between the supernatural are different.

The power of an S-class vengeful spirit is enough to impact the world where the Ghost Painting has not yet been completely closed.

If the impact is strong enough, it can create a gap in the ghost painting.

Those gaps are weaknesses.

Perhaps by looking through the gaps, we can find a real solution to the problem of the ghost drawings.

Qin Taotao's eyes lit up slightly.

But soon, that glimmer of light disappeared again.

Because she was also aware of a problem.

My own strength is not enough.

The ghost driver is special.

It can impact ghost realms and even break through some supernatural barriers.

But it hasn't reached true S-class status yet.

She had just pushed the rules of both the Ghost Driver and the Ghost Post Office to their limits.

The result was just a small crack.

The crack only lasted a few breaths.

This is not enough.

To truly tear apart the ghost painting, even stronger supernatural forces must be involved.

In reality, who else has managed to control an S-class vengeful ghost?

The answer requires almost no thought.

Li Yao.

The ghosts that slapped people, the still ghosts, and the water droplet ghosts that clung to her were all extremely terrifying supernatural beings.

Especially when filming ghosts.

The ghost's attack rules were very straightforward.

Once it erupts, it could have a significant impact on the supernatural world itself.

If we add still ghosts and water droplet ghosts, it might create an even bigger opening in the ghost painting.

Qin Taotao stopped in the middle of the street.

The people around also stopped.

They stood in the distance, densely packed, like a group of people casually painted with a paintbrush.

Qin Taotao didn't pay any attention to them.

She was thinking.

Letting Li Yao in would be very risky.

The ghost painting is now more dangerous than before.

He had only been testing the waters, yet this world had already reacted.

If Li Yao enters and fails to overcome the supernatural obstacle, or if the rift leads to a deeper area of ​​ghost paintings instead of reality, then Li Yao might be left here.

It might even be completely recorded by ghost drawings.

By then.

Li Yao might not be able to leave.