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Leaving the ghostly old forest, Yang Jian continued to move forward.
According to his inference, it is impossible for Sun Rui to go too far, because his ability and physical condition do not allow it.
So Yang Jian is not worried that he will get lost in it.
Continuing along this meandering path, they soon encountered a fork. The fork was left and right, and they didn't know which oil painting each was connected to.
"There is a fork in the road, and there is no trace left on the ground. It is impossible to tell which way that Sun Rui is going." Zhang Xianguang said: "Now we must search separately, or choose a fork at random."
Yang Jian didn't speak, he glanced ghostly at the forks on the left and right, and soon, the scenery at the end of the forks appeared in front of him.
The scene on the left is very strange. There are large vats on the ground, each of which is filled with dyes of different colors, black, red, green It seems very strange, but there is no Seeing the traces of the ghost, I don't know whether the oil painting represents the painting of objects or the painting of ghosts.
The scene on the right was much more normal. It was a small garden, and the flowers in the garden were in full bloom, but it didn¡¯t seem real, it seemed that the flowers came out, and there he vaguely saw a person standing in the middle of the garden, Although the figure is somewhat unclear, it can be judged that it should be the image of a woman.
"There is no need to separate. This is no longer the territory of you dead souls, but the territory of ghosts. If we separate, everyone will be in danger, and you are no exception." Yang Jian said.
Now it is basically equivalent to facing a supernatural event, and it is a taboo to act separately, he will not do such a stupid thing.
Yang Xiao has been silent and did not speak. He seems to be observing Yang Jian's ability to handle affairs. At this moment, he just nodded slightly, agreeing with his thoughts.
"Go to the left." Yang Jian said, and at the same time took the lead in walking forward.
As soon as he made a decision, no one objected, and everyone immediately set off to continue to the left.
"Half of the time the path is wrong."
On the way, Zhang Xianguang suddenly said to Yang Xiao: "If you choose the wrong one, you have to take risks. Is the person you are waiting for a little reckless? He can bring that painting and guide the ghost post office to a completely different path." Is it?"
Yang Xiao took a look: "Is it important to be right or wrong? That's a mediocre idea. No one will never make mistakes in his life, and no one knows the outcome of the matter from the beginning. The most important thing is the ability to make decisions. Since no matter which The road can be wrong, so why should someone else choose it? Why not choose it yourself?"
"He was a leader, not a follower."
Zhang Xianguang said: "It seems that you have high expectations of him."
Yang Xiao replied: "I just want to prove one thing and wait for a result. What I can do has already been done. If he can enter the ghost post office, it means that I am already dead outside. My existence It's lost its meaning, now it's up to him."
The eyes of the two people stayed on Yang Jian in front again.
As we continued to move forward, we soon arrived at the end of the side road. As observed by the ghost eye before, here is an open space, which is relatively spacious. There are large water tanks on the open space, but the water tanks are not filled with water, but Is a variety of dyes, these dyes colors and oddities.
The red dye vat is filled with dye that is as viscous as blood, but the black dye vat exudes a corpse smell. I don¡¯t know what is soaked in it. The green dye vat seems to be moldy. There is a strong musty smell, and the dyes in other water tanks are also weird, and they cannot be adjusted from real colors.
Yang Jian took a close look at a water tank, and his ghost eyes could not penetrate the dye to see the scene in the water tank.
"This seems to be the place where the dyes of oil paintings come from." Yang Xiao observed a little, and immediately came to a conclusion.
This conclusion surprised me.
But after being pointed out and looking carefully, it is really possible.
The color of the dye here is indeed the same as the color on the oil painting, especially the viscous red like blood is more obvious. This color is extraordinarily coquettish, and there is no way for living people to make it. Only some kind of supernatural power can form this bright color. Dripping scarlet.
"I have never been here before." Zhang Xianguang said: "This fork should not have existed before, it just popped up recently, and it is strange that there is no exit to the outside world here."
Judging by the normal situation, a strange place corresponds to an oil painting.
An oil painting means an outlet.
But hereBut there is no exit, but there are these weird dye vats.
"If there is no exit, then it can only be explained that these dye vats are not painted, but real objects that exist in oil paintings," Yang Xiao said.
"No one has discovered it for so many years, why did it suddenly appear here now." Zhang Xianguang said.
Yang Xiaodao: "Who knows, maybe it has been arranged long ago, maybe someone deliberately arranged it, but this question can be put aside for a while, if this is really the dye of ghost paintings, then these dyes can be combined with a ghost puzzle. , maybe you can master the method of making oil paintings."
"Yang Jian, can you paint oil paintings?"
Yang Jian looked away from the dye vat: "I understand a little bit."
He has the memories of many people in his mind, including the memories of more than a dozen oil painting teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts. It is not difficult to master the skills of oil painting.
"A simple spiritual painting is not enough to imprison the ghosts here, and it is not enough to allow so many dead souls to exist. Therefore, it is not possible for normal people to complete an oil painting alone. Only by contacting the source of the oil painting can we know Everything." Zhang Xianguang said.
"This is a clue, which should be firmly grasped." Yang Xiao said.
Once you have mastered the production of oil paintings, you can imagine what it means.
However, Yang Jian did not continue to discuss this topic. He did not have as much ambition as Yang Xiao. He wanted to master the production of oil paintings. He only wanted to do one thing now and that was to find Sun Rui.
After turning around several dyeing vats, he finally stopped in front of the weirdest red dyeing vat.
It was hard to tell whether the red dye was blood or dye. Yang Jian approached and his figure was immediately reflected in the dye vat. However, when his body moved slightly, he found Yang Jian in the red dye vat. He still stood there without moving, as if his reflection had been left in the dye vat forever.
Immediately, his complexion suddenly changed, and he immediately shouted: "All back, stay away from the dye vat."
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Ze was so frightened that he hurriedly backed away, not daring to approach, Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao also stopped in their tracks.
"What's going on?" Yang Xiao asked calmly.
But the next moment.
Ripples appeared in the red dye vat, and then a person slowly stood up from the water vat.
There was a rattling sound in the dark of the blood-thick dye, and a strange human head emerged from the water and slowly protruded out of the water tank.
The person who was covered in blood and emerged from the water tank was exactly the same as Yang Jian, except that this person was completely red and covered in blood, which was very strange.
"This isyou?" The others were stunned when they saw this scene.
But an even more frightening scene appeared.
The ghost who stood up from the dyeing vat was not only exactly the same as Yang Jian, but at the moment the ghost had a hideous cut on his forehead, and a scarlet eye was turning around, peeping at everything around him strangely.
Ghost eyes?
No.
Not only that, then the water tank was soaking noodles again, and the red dye was flowing out, quickly dyeing the surrounding area red, but the dye that dyed the ground did not continue to spread, but slowly accumulated Get up, at first glance it looks like you are about to stand up.
No, it's not like, but the red dye really stood up, forming a red and tall shadow, appearing behind the ghost.
"Are you kidding me?" Yang Jian subconsciously took a few steps back.
The ghost is imitating him?
Not only can ghost eyes be imitated, but ghost images can also be imitated? No, not only the ghost's eyes, but also the ghost's hand was extremely bright red. Although the color was wrong, it should be the ghost's hand.
The real ghost turned out to be Yang Jian himself.
next moment.
The ghost in the dyeing vat turned around and jumped out very nimbly. It was staring at Yang Jian, and also sizing up Zhou Ze, Yang Xiao, and Zhang Xianguang. However, the ghost was still covered in scarlet, as if made of blood, full of blood. An inexplicable evil. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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