I sorted out my guess again, and I felt more and more that my guess was correct.

Ye Zhengyi's ability should be to restore supernatural events that have occurred in history.

Most of the so-called beauty pictures may not have special power. Even if they have special power, they can only re-enact the supernatural events that occur in those beauties, or if the beauties he draws themselves, there are problems, which makes his paintings have some special effects.

The ones he introduced himself were killed by Liu Che, led by Liu Che to modify his paintings and investigate Liu Che's identity were all said by himself.

His conclusion to Liu Che may be true, but the investigation he mentioned was too much water.

You know, he became a monk halfway through and was not the successor of a certain sect. Even if he picked up any inheritance, he would not be able to describe Liu Che's information in detail.

The so-called investigation may be the history he restored with his ability.

He painted paintings about Liu Che, learned about Liu Che, and remembered them in his heart.

He may have also drawn content about the taboo, which may have died because of it, rather than being killed by Liu Che.

He may have also drawn a lot of "truth" and learned a lot of secret events.

Ye Zhengyi's abilities do not need to be restored by magic spirits.

My eyes fell back on the painting.

I know nothing about these antiques and have no idea about them.

When asked about the thin man, he shook his head.

"This painting cannot be stacked several layers like an oil painting. There is still content under a picture?" The thin man raised the scroll and looked carefully. His face was almost stuck to the drawing paper.

"It shouldn't work." I twisted the drawing paper, but I didn't feel anything hidden inside.

This is how the painting should be.

Why did Ye Zhengyi want to gain power for such paintings?

The person in the painting has bright eyes, but this is the only feature. It is not a ghost, not a strange thing, it is just a very ordinary painting.

"What should I do now?" The thin man looked at me and waited for me to make an idea.

"Precaution him first." I decided.

Ye Zhengyi did not have a strange aura. At least, Liu Miao's ability was unable to deal with him. He had never killed anyone, which was why I had the intention of communicating with Ye Zhengyi and the other three from the beginning. They were by no means evil people, they were not evil people, evil ghosts, and it did not mean that they had no other thoughts.

"Well, if this is turned into a water ghost..." The thin man regained his previous imagination.

"It's not a water ghost, but Ye Zhengyi." I interrupted the thin man's words, "Is there a legendary magic weapon? The person in the painting becomes real, but he is controlled by the drawing paper. The one who holds the drawing is the owner."

The thin man looked at me helplessly, "Brother Qi, although I can make what I think become true, the premise is to make me believe it. Do you think this is Ye Zhengyi?"

The thin man shook the scroll, without any respect for ancient paintings.

This painting does not look like an ancient painting. It looks brand new and does not feel like the unearthed cultural relics that most people think of. It is also different from the collections in the museum that are filled with warm light.

"Why is it impossible? Ye Zhengyi might just want to use this method to deceive his clone and give him more life." I said without changing my face.

The thin man looked at me suspiciously, "Is Ye Zhengyi a woman?"

"No." I shook my head. It's not easy to lie, but Ye Zhengyi is a white-bearded old man, so there is no need to tell the thin man, "But it looks...the eyes look very similar. Maybe he deliberately drew a woman."

The thin man was still hesitant and half-believing and half-doubting about my statement. He frowned, as if he was brainwashing himself, making himself believe in my nonsense.

I also feel embarrassed.

It is not easy to control Ye Zhengyi. If Ye Zhengyi is controlled, Ye Zhengyi's ability is as I thought, and the next thing will become very simple.

However, I originally planned to use Ye Zhengyi's paintings and thin man's ability to form a fake female ghost army to deal with the Ghost King, but now it seems that it is not easy to deal with.

When I thought of this, I suddenly felt a strange feeling.

I recalled the communication between Ye Zhengyi and me. Those sincere confessions seemed to be just from the guidance of a senior and the same identity as the victim, and I told me about Liu Che. Now, I think about it, the sense of incongruity is getting stronger and stronger.

Ye Zhengyi really wants to tell me what he wants to restore the spirit of the spell. He wants to "retrieve" his ability...

My mood suddenly became complicated when I looked at the person on the painting.

"Wait first." I stopped the thin man's actions.

The thin man breathed a long sigh, "This is really not good, Brother Qi. What you said...we are just making up stories. If the situation is urgent, it would be okay to say that you just have to control Ye Zhengyi... You might as well ask me to find something and find another way. Well, I know one of the kind of cursed villains, which can control ghosts." The thin man gave me advice.

My original purpose was not to control Ye Zhengyi, but to restore the spirit of the spell. Now I don’t have to worry about it.

"Wait. I'll come over to him. I'll ask for some things clearly." I sighed.

It doesn't matter if the thin man waves his hand and I can do whatever I want.

I left Shouzi's house and walked back to Xu Tiancheng's car.

I didn't rush to go, but just walked over normally. Under Xu Tiancheng's curious eyes, I quietly slid into the car window.

The passenger seat window was opened.

Yao Nie couldn't wait to ask about the progress of the matter, but I didn't answer, and Xu Tiancheng guessed the result first.

"It definitely didn't work."

"How do you know?"

"He is with us. If it works, how can we not know?" Xu Tiancheng rolled his eyes.

Yao Nie was also worried and was confused. He was reminded before he realized it.

I looked at Ye Zhengyi and said, "Come with me."

Ye Zhengyi muttered, "What are you going to do? What abilities are your friends? Can you change the world by relying on your own ideas?"

I straightened my waist and tightened my hands slightly on the door.

Ye Zhengyi’s understanding of abilities can be considered profound.

Xu Tiancheng asked, "We don't have to follow us, right?"

"No." I turned around and left.

Yao Nie's voice came clearly. He only heard him ask uneasyly: "Isn't it okay to follow him with him?"

I also vaguely heard what Xu Tiancheng answered.

“…It’s useless for us to go with you.”

Ye Zhengyi was not nervous, followed me slowly, and did not speak along the way.

After going upstairs and knocking on the door, he was not surprised when he saw the thin man and even greeted him politely.

His painting was spread out on the coffee table, with his head and feet hanging in the air.

I just don’t understand ancient paintings and cultural relics, and I also know that there must be problems with this way of placement.

Ye Zheng didn't feel sorry for him at all, and he waited politely for the Skinny Master to greet him before sitting down properly.

His attitude was completely different from before.

I think he has guessed the purpose of calling him.

"What do you want us to do for you?" I looked at Ye Zhengyi and asked.

Ye Zheng smiled, but just smiled implicitly, with a little free and easy smile in his smile, "I don't have to struggle at this point. I didn't expect to meet you, and I also met someone with such ability... This is God's will."
Chapter completed!