Why is My Second Dimension Weird?

Qingshan Qihai looked at her with some doubts.

"Really, what are you talking about?"

"it's not finished yet."

Mashiro stared at the position where the portrait was placed.

Xu Ming couldn't help frowning. He remembered Shiina Mashiro's various miraculous performances, and quickly turned on "Spiritual Vision" again to look at that position.

Sure enough, a thick cloud of black mist gathered on the wall, wriggling constantly, and did not dissipate at all because of the destruction of the portrait.

Xu Ming's expression immediately turned cold.

It's not over yet.

After a while, as if time was going backwards, countless black ashes suddenly flew in the air.

The ashes quickly gathered in front of the wall, and under the watchful eyes of the three, they reassembled into that weird portrait of a young girl.

"How, how did this painting come back to life again!?"

Seeing this weird scene, Qingshan Qihai was so frightened that his tongue trembled and he couldn't speak fluently.

She firmly grasped Shiina Mashiro next to her with both hands, and stuck her whole body firmly against her body, as if this was the only way to make her feel a little safe.

Xu Ming's face was solemn. There was only one reason for this result. This painting was not the key point, it might just be an introduction.

At this moment, Shiina Mashiro suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the portrait.

"He is imprisoned in this painting."

"He?" ('he' and 'she' are pronounced differently in Japanese)

A flash of inspiration flashed in Xu Ming's mind, and he immediately remembered the rumor that Qingshan Qihai mentioned.

"Do you mean the painter?"

Xu Ming hurriedly asked.

Shiina Mashiro shook his head.

"I don't know, I just saw him locked up in this painting."

Xu Ming rubbed his temples in distress, then looked at the green mountains and seven seas.

"Miss Qihai, can you contact the original landlord of this house?"

Qingshan Qihai seemed to have been frightened into a fool. Xu Ming asked her twice before she came back to her senses.

"Ah! Hmm! I still have Ms. Nakajima's number."

"Contact her immediately and ask her everything about this painting!"

Xu Ming ordered immediately.

"Good, good."

Qingshan Qihai was so frightened that she lost her mind. As soon as Xu Ming gave orders, she immediately took out her mobile phone and started making calls.

And Xu Ming took a photo, sent the photo of the portrait to Kato Megumi, and then began to look up information about the portrait on the Internet.

Not to mention, there are similar urban ghost stories on the Internet, but unfortunately most of them are unfounded rumors and meaningless.

Soon Megumi Kato sent a call request, Xu Ming hesitated, apologized to the two, and then came outside the bedroom.

Xu Ming pressed the call button, and Kato Megumi's cold voice soon came from the other end of the phone.

"Ming, the finishing work on the follow-up of Yuanyue Tea House has been basically completed, and the one billion bonus will be credited to your account soon."

As she was speaking, a message popped up, showing that one billion yen had been remitted to his account.

Xu Ming took a deep breath, restrained his excitement, and said:

"What will happen to the Nakiri family and Totsuki?"

"The land of Yuanyue Tea Lao has been polluted by a large amount of negative energy. The Exorcist Association is planning to deploy a purification circle, but it will take at least 30 years to completely purify the place.

As for the Nakiri family... the main heirs are all dead, and now they are completely caught in civil strife. I am afraid that the entire Yuanyue Group will continue to be in turmoil for a long time.

In addition, you can rest assured that no one in Japan will come to trouble you. "

Hearing these words, Xu Ming not only did not feel at ease, but immediately became vigilant.

No one in Japan is looking for trouble for themselves, but the consortium behind the control of the two daughters is not necessarily the case.

After all, he can be regarded as directly destroying some people's hope of immortality, which is not a small feud.

Xu Ming was thinking, when suddenly he heard Megumi Kato speak again.

"Xu Ming, are you investigating the incident related to that painting?"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"If you don't have deep contact with it, I advise you as a senior exorcist not to get involved."

"why?"

Xu Ming was stunned for a moment.

On the other end of the phone, Kato Megumi was silent for a moment, then slowly said:

"Because this oil painting is related to a 'holy relic'..."

"Holy relic!?"

Xu Ming's eyes widened immediately, he had never expected to hear this name here.

"Why, has Ming heard of the holy relic?"

Xu Ming's strange behavior immediately aroused Kato Megumi's suspicion.

"No, it's just that the name sounds familiar, a bit like an item I saw in a novel."

Xu Ming explained half-truthfully.

Kato Megumi didn't seem to want to delve into it, but started to explain directly.

"Holy relics, relics left by ancient heroes, powerful onmyojis can use certain rituals to use the connection between holy relics and heroes to summon heroic spirits..."

Xu Ming listened carefully, until here, it was somewhat similar to the world he knew called 'Xingyue'.

But soon, Megumi Kato changed the subject.

"But although these things have the word 'holy' in their names, they are essentially relics left by people with strong obsessions. What do you think about this?"

Dead people, powerful obsessions, relics...that's right!

"Weird?"

Xu Ming subconsciously said.

"That's right, in a sense, heroic spirits and strangeness are the same concept. The difference is that heroic spirits are often more powerful, so powerful that even the top onmyojis cannot match them!"

Kato Megumi paused for a while, as if to give Xu Ming time to think, and then continued:

"If the heroic spirit was a hero with a decent character, it's okay, even if he touches it, it won't be too dangerous.

But if the owner of the holy relic died with strong negative emotions, then the holy relic would also be entangled with a lot of negative energy.

Such holy relics are often dangerous to anyone who comes into contact with them, and exorcists privately call such holy relics magic weapons. "

Xu Ming frowned suddenly.

Throughout the history of mankind, most of the heroic spirits who are named heroes are accompanied by killings, wars, and conspiracies in their lives. Many of them do not die in bed, but die on the battlefield.

Heroes are not saints without sorrow or joy, with flawless moral character, who also have negative emotions such as resentment and anger before they die.

And compared to ordinary people, people who can become heroes often have deeper obsessions.

Ordinary people's obsessions are entangled in the relics, and may dissipate in a few months, years, or decades.

The hero's obsession is entwined on the holy relic, and it may last for a hundred years or a thousand years and still linger for a long time.

Such a terrible obsession breeds negative energy, and it is chilling to think about it.

The most frightening thing is that the proportion of such holy relics called magic weapons is probably not small. After all, human history is a history of war in a sense.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Ming understood Kato Megumi's meaning.

"Hui, what do you mean to say that a holy relic is involved behind this portrait?"

"To be precise, it's a magic weapon. I wonder if Ming has heard of the name 'Katsushika Hokusai'?"

Xu Ming couldn't help but startled, and related information couldn't help appearing in his mind.

Katsushika Hokusai, the legendary ukiyo-e master who was active in Japan in the 18,19th and [-]th centuries, is also a book painter in a sense.

"If the association's information is correct, this painting should have been drawn with the brush left behind by Katsushika Hokusai.

Katsushika Hokusai's paintbrush has been confirmed by the Association as a magic weapon with the effect of 'detaining the soul'. "

PS: In order to integrate into the weird world view, some modifications have been made to the setting of Xingyue.

Well~ no one should think of this Zongman world as the moon world. "Silk!"

Xu Ming couldn't help but gasped.

Just a paintbrush can imprison a person's soul in a painting. What a terrifying effect, it is worthy of being a 'magic weapon'.

Such a dangerous thing should indeed be treated with caution.

"Then where is this dangerous paintbrush now?"

"do not know."

Xu Ming couldn't help being taken aback.

"The Council of Presbyterians has assessed the danger level of this paintbrush and as long as it is not used, there is no danger.

The staff responsible for the holy relics of the association were all transferred to deal with more dangerous holy relics, so the intelligence department only carried out a minimum intelligence tracking on this paintbrush.

After all, there are many magical weapons in this world, and they will cause great harm if left alone. "

Xu Ming was speechless.

Indeed, in the eyes of the higher-ups, compared to a magic weapon that would die if touched, this kind of magic weapon that would not cause harm if not used was really not considered too much harm.