Chapter 912 When you are in doubt, you might as well make a wish (please subscribe, please collect, please monthly vote, please recommend votes)
According to Yang Jian’s character, such a big thing happened, and he did such a thing There was a big movement, and it was impossible not to be noticed by his ghost eyes.
From the beginning to the end, even if Su Yuan fought with these messengers, he could not see any trace of Yang Jian. This shows that the other party is probably entangled in some trouble. As for the need to Speaking of being in danger, Su Yuan believed that with Yang Jian's strength, even if he was in danger, it wouldn't be a big problem.
In the ghost post office, there are only a few things that can be called troublesome.
One is Zhang Xianguang, and the other is the good old guy in those paintings.
Su Yuan is not worried about the old guy in the painting. After all, his father Yang Xiao is also here. As for Zhang Xianguang, the person who wants to create a supernatural world will probably not jump out at this time. Until he achieves this, he is very tolerant and can be called a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle type.
So after thinking about it, Su Yuan felt that Yang Jian might have entered the supernatural space in those oil paintings in advance, so he caused such a big commotion on the fifth floor, and the other party still knew nothing about it. .
If you want to prove whether this guess is true, it is very simple. Just go to the world of oil painting and find it yourself.
In the following time, some more messengers from the fifth floor came one after another. Unfortunately, they happened to meet Su Yuan who was waiting for help.
And their fate was that they also chose to join Su Yuan.
Of course, not everyone was able to make this choice, but those who were unwilling to obey all died. Even the corpses were contracted by Su Yuan. It can be said that there were no complete corpses.
Those who survive naturally don’t have a good choice.
As time went by, fewer and fewer people came to the fifth floor. Although there were still some more senior messengers who had not arrived, Su Yuan did not intend to continue waiting. Go down.
It was just a few couriers. Even if they were older, it would not matter and would not affect the overall situation of the post office. Then Su Yuan led a group of people back to the first floor from the fifth floor of the post office.
There are no special changes on the first floor of the post office. It is still the same as before. The lights above the head are still yellow and dim, and the colorful neon lights outside the door are flashing, full of a backward style.
He went directly to the counter where Sun Rui was before and looked at the paintings hanging on the wall.
The oil paintings were portraits of some people, including men and women, old people and children. The painting styles were all the same, dark and strange. They were obviously painted by one person, but these were not important. Su Yuan just took a look at them. , and then directly selected one of them.
The background of the oil painting is a room. There are no characters in it, only a chair is there, and behind it is a wall. There are windows on the wall, but the windows are dark and cannot be penetrated. The scene outside the window is quite depressing, making people feel very uncomfortable if they look at it for a long time.
If I remember correctly, Yang Jian in the original plot came from this painting.
After thinking for a moment, Su Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the surface of the oil painting. Then, his hand slowly sank as if it was submerged in water.
Without the slightest hesitation, Su Yuan stuck directly to the oil painting. As soon as he got close to the oil painting, his whole body quickly submerged into it. As if he was about to enter the painting, he instantly disappeared in front of the messenger and appeared in the oil painting.
“He just went in like this?”
“This is too courageous, isn’t he afraid of danger?”
“Looks like he is very confident. Ah!”
While a group of messengers were discussing, Wang Yong remained silent and walked forward without saying a word, getting close to the oil painting and gradually disappearing into it.
It was obvious that he had a very clear idea of his position, especially after talking to Su Yuan, he learned about the outside world and understood more clearly what he wanted to do.
Since you have chosen to take a team, you need to unite and cooperate. If you do not actively stand up when encountering danger, the final result can be imagined.
A person like Su Yuan cannot be fooled like a fool, otherwise he may not know how he died.
In the oil painting, Su Yuan is now in a relatively cramped room. The room is surrounded by walls. One wall is a window, but the other wall is a painting.
< br>The scene in the painting is actually the scene inside the post office. The people in the oil painting are looking at them, and they are also looking at the people in the oil painting.
This seemed a little weird, but Su Yuan's attention was not on this now, but on looking at the door in the room. Without hesitation, he opened the door directly. At this moment, Wang Yong's body also Appeared here.
"Is this in the oil painting? It's incredible, it's like another world."
After coming in, Wang Yong looked around and said in a strange way, he was still the first I entered oil painting for the first time, so I was surprised by everything.
Su Yuan looked at him, a flash of approval flashed in his eyes, and then said: "This is a supernatural space, similar to a ghost realm. The oil painting is just a carrier. It can be an oil painting or a ghost world. Photos are like anything else, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.”
Compared to Wang Yong, he has been exposed to a lot and has long been accustomed to it, not to mention that some things in the post office are not to him. secret.
Su Yuan pushed open the black door. The door was the only way out of this small room, but he didn't know what was behind the door, because this was the world of oil paintings, which was as strange and unknown as the ghost paintings.
If you go too deep into it rashly, you are likely to be trapped inside and unable to get out. After all, the worlds of oil paintings are connected, and it is not impossible to get lost.
But it doesn’t matter, he just has the corresponding means to deal with it.
With this thought, Su Yuan walked out directly. Wang Yong saw this and hurriedly followed.
It was dark outside with no light, but my vision was normal and I could see some things clearly, but not that clearly.
He saw a small road, winding and winding, as if it was connected to a certain place. This road was very familiar, like the road into the ghost post office. The only difference was that this road did not go all the way to the end, but had a fork in the middle. , it seems that you can reach another place along the fork in the road.
Su Yuan looked back, only to find that there was no small house behind him at all. There was only one wall and one door, located at the end of this branch of the road like a cage.
This is the world of oil painting, weird and bizarre.
Walking forward along this path, soon, a fork in the road appeared in front of Su Yuan. The original path became two, one on the left and one on the right, but the front was dim and he could not see the distance. There is something.
Where is the ghost post office in the oil painting?
After thinking for a moment, Su Yuan took out a pen.
When you are in doubt, you might as well make a wish. (End of this chapter)