Chapter 913 People from the past (please subscribe, please collect, please monthly vote, please recommend votes)
After making a wish, Su Yuan put down his pen.
This wish is actually very ordinary and simple, that is, no matter how he walks, he can reach the ghost post office in the oil painting without getting lost.
After doing all this, Su Yuan walked boldly and confidently towards the road. No matter how he walked, under the influence of the supernatural wish, he could always reach the ghost post office in the painting.
On the side, Wang Yong followed Su Yuan closely. Although he saw his behavior, he didn't know what he meant, but he was too embarrassed to ask. After all, although he had expressed his side, he also I don’t think that Su Yuan’s trust can be gained in such a short period of time.
Seeing Su Yuan moving forward again, he remained silent and just followed him closely.
Although the world in the oil painting is weird, the ghost eyes can still be used here. They are not restrained like when entering the ghost painting.
Obviously.
The supernatural suppression in this place is not that strong. Although the ghost paintings come from the ghost post office, there are definitely not many oil paintings like this. If any one of them has the level of a ghost painting, then the post office messenger will not be alive.
After the ghost eyes opened, Su Yuan looked further.
He saw a shot of a fork in the road. There were several trees there. There seemed to be a strange figure standing in the middle of the trees. The figure was motionless in one direction.
Obviously, this is a scene presented in another oil painting.
The worlds of oil paintings are interconnected. This is no secret to Su Yuan. Every branch here is connected to another oil painting. The essence of all oil paintings is the same supernatural space. , the oil painting itself only plays the role of opening a window, which is why the ghost post office in the painting is difficult to find.
Because you don’t know where the ghost post office is in the painting. Unless you are lucky like Yang Jian and have the halo of the protagonist, or you can only learn from Su Yuan. Use supernatural powers to guide the way.
Otherwise, even if you come in, you will easily get lost and find it difficult to find the right way to leave.
But Su Yuan still has a question in his mind at this moment, that is whether Yang Jian really entered the world of oil painting, or went out and left the ghost post office
"Which path should we take now? This path seems a bit Weird, no matter the appearance, size, or surroundings The environment is exactly the same, there is no difference, and there are no clues such as footprints or shoe prints on the road. "
Wang Yong suddenly said at this moment, he observed the surroundings for a while, but. The result was disappointing because there was no difference between the forks.
"Just follow me."
In response, Su Yuan calmly replied that he has ghost eyes and can see very far. Maybe he has made a wish, so there is no need to worry about it. Lost problem.
In addition, the ghost eye's supernatural power has not been hindered, and it can see the end of the fork in the road, so it can avoid making wrong choices. This is a very big advantage.
Immediately.
He ignored the path leading to the old forest with only a few trees and chose a main road.
Keep going.
The branch road appeared again. The end of this branch road was also a strange place. It was not large in area and there was a figure standing there.
Obviously, that is also another oil painting.
After Su Yuan avoided it, he continued along the main road.
There are not many forks on the road. Sometimes he even encountered three forks. An ordinary ghost controller would definitely have made the wrong choice, but he could always find Dimension as he walked. The right path is the same.
This made Wang Yong who was following behind feel very surprised and incredible.
In his opinion, Su Yuan should have some kind of supernatural ability that could prevent him from getting lost and taking the wrong path. Otherwise, he would not be so peaceful along the way.
However, after walking for a long time, Su Yuan stopped.
The road has come to an end.
There was a small wooden hut at the end. The door of the small wooden hut was closed, and it was impossible to see what was inside. It seemed that there was an invisible supernatural force interfering with it.
"It should be here soon, if I remember correctly"
Looking at the cabin in front of him, Su Yuan squinted his eyes slightly.
Although he walked randomly, it was obvious that the supernatural power of the wish worked. In the end, he came to this cabin, and the real road was hidden here. He only needed to open the door to find the right path. to the source.
Without any hesitation, Su Yuan went straight to the hut and opened the door, not at all afraid of the danger in the room.
However, there is no danger in the hut. Instead, it is a mess, as if someone lived here a long time ago but did not clean it.
Su Yuan did not pay attention to the messy environment, but saw something in the cabin.
It was an inconspicuous glass bottle in the corner, with a pale arm soaked in the glass bottle.
This is the third fragment/
"Well, the treasure hunt was successful, and I got +1 puzzle pieces! Collect seven to summon the dragon."
Picked up the fragments, Su Yuan He said as if talking to himself, leaving Wang Yong behind him confused.
Shenlong?
What dragon?
Ignoring Wang Yong's thoughts, Su Yuan handed over the glass bottle.
“Take it, don’t lose it.”
“Okay, okay.”
Wang Yong nodded, and after looking at it, he felt a little creepy. But he still didn't dare to drop it, so he had no choice but to hold it in his hand.
Su Yuan looked around the room again and quickly locked a door. This was not the door he just came in from, but another door.
After pushing it open, a path appeared behind the door.
The road is winding and winding, seemingly leading to an unknown place.
And the darkness is getting worse, even with ghost eyes, it is impossible to see the end.
Su Yuan still moved forward directly along the road without any hesitation, while Wang Yong behind him felt his scalp numb.
Where he got stuck, they were too far away from the previous exit. If they continued to go deeper, they might not be able to go back.
But he couldn't stand Su Yuan's behavior, and he didn't have any right to speak. In the end, he could only sigh and follow him. He was just an errand boy anyway and had no choice.
The two men continued along the path.
The forks on the road became obviously smaller. After walking for a while, Su Yuan could no longer see the forks, but a special main road.
This means that the ghost post office in the painting is coming.
Continuing to walk forward, as I walked, lights suddenly flickered in the distance, and a building loomed in the dim environment.
As the two people approached, the lights became more and more obvious. They were colorful neon lights, and the outline of the building gradually appeared. It was a tall building from the Republic of China period.
Sure enough, they arrived at the post office in the painting smoothly.
"Is this a ghost post office?"
Wang Yong, who was following Su Yuan, was shocked at this moment. It seemed that he did not expect that they found the source along the main road and it turned out to be a ghost. post office.
The ghost post office in the oil painting?
Still say.
Is this the real ghost post office?
Doubt, puzzlement, surprise.
“Follow me.”
But Su Yuan had no intention of explaining to him. He just dropped those two words and went straight to the ghost post office at the end of the road.
The closer you get, the clearer the ghost post office is, and it is obvious that this ghost post office is exactly the same as the real ghost post office. There is no difference. It is easy for people to doubt whether they are in a real post office or in an oil painting. at the post office.
But Su Yuan didn't care about these. What he was curious about was where Yang Jian went. After running for a while, he stood in front of the gate of the ghost post office, followed by Panting and Hesing. Wang Yong.
The lights were on in the ghost post office, and the yellow light illuminated the lobby on the first floor, and there seemed to be figures walking inside.
Vaguely, he seemed to see an old man wandering in the lobby on the first floor.
“No, is there really a ghost post office here? Is what I saw really not an illusion?”
Wang Yong was shocked by the scene in front of him.
Su Yuan's expression remained unchanged: "There is someone inside. I want to go in and see if my friend has gone in. You have to be careful, the guys there are not very friendly."
" Don't worry, I will accept it if you die here." Wang Yong took a deep breath and said.
If he hadn't come here today, he would never have discovered this secret.
For him, being able to see the ghost post office being ended is more important than anything else.
Without hesitation, Su Yuan opened the door directly. The situation in the lobby on the first floor suddenly appeared in front of him. It was not much different from the post office in the outside world. However, the people here were not just the old man just now; There is a group of people here.
The old man I saw just now had a dark complexion and a gloomy expression, but he was missing an arm and became a one-armed old man.
At the same time as Su Yuan opened the door, those people also noticed Su Yuan. They all looked at him with strange eyes. Their eyes were like those of a ghost but with some special emotions. There are warnings, threats, differences, and numbness.
Their clothes seem to have spanned several years, more than ten years, or even decades. They are different, and they don't seem to be the same. Like a living person, there is a strange look in his eyes.
But these people are not evil ghosts, because there is still surprise and amazement in these eyes.
Real evil ghosts will not have these emotions of living people.
Su Yuan stared at them, and these strange people also stared at Su Yuan. The scene seemed to fall into a deathly silence.
Wang Yong was stared at by these people. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. There was a bit of shock on his face. Even if there is another ghost post office hidden in the world of oil paintings, why is this ghost post office hidden? There were so many people there, and he didn’t know any of them.
Su Yuan turned a blind eye and glanced at those people, familiar faces appearing in his mind.
These people are all the characters in the oil paintings, but some of them are very unfamiliar. I have not seen them in the oil paintings on the fifth floor, but their clothes are very old, as if they have been forgotten. .
All of these people are the ones who delivered letters and left the post office on the fifth floor. The real person has died long ago, and these people who exist in the oil painting are all supernatural creatures formed by supernatural power and have the possibility of resurrection.
But these were not important to Su Yuan. What was important was that he found no trace of Yang Jian among these people, nor did he see Yang Jian's fathers, Yang Xiao and Zhang Xianguang.
After thinking for a moment, Su Yuan shouted to those people: "Hey, have you seen a young man with a few red eyes, similar to Yang Xiao, carrying a handful of A big hatchet, someone who is only slightly less handsome than me. Has that guy been here before?"
However, after Su Yuan finished shouting, the lobby on the first floor of the post office was still quiet, as if no one heard what he said, or maybe it was because this place itself was in a supernatural world, and no living person stepped in, so he rashly Two living people walked in, which made these people a little uncomfortable and even unable to accept it.
But for Su Yuan, this means that these people completely ignore him.
What's the meaning?
Look down on people?
Forcibly suppressing the impatience in his heart, Su Yuan continued: "Did you guys see it? Also, where did Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao go? If anyone can speak, just say something. Are they all? Are you mute?”
Wang Yong on the side was sweating coldly. He was so brave to say these things to his new boss. Wasn’t he afraid of being attacked by these ghost-like people? Are things gang-fighting?
But with his strength, it seems that there is no need to be too afraid.
However, Su Yuan's words seemed to have an effect. The old man with a broken arm stopped, looked at Su Yuan with gloomy eyes and said: "Young man, please keep your mouth clean. Don't think that you and that young man are the same. You dare to be arrogant in front of us, you were not born when we became ghost masters!”
Hearing this, Su Yuan immediately understood. Yang Jian must have been here and met such a group of people. Maybe there was a conflict. He probably cut off the old man's hand. As for why he can't find his people now, he should be looking for Sun Rui, so he didn't see Yang Xiao and Zhang Xianguang.
Although I don’t know why Yang Jian entered here earlier, it would be easier if he knew where he was.
As for these people in front of me.
“Pfft.”
Su Yuan sneered: "Old man, don't you dare to act so arrogantly in front of me even after your hands have been chopped off. Believe it or not, I will kill you, and so will you. If you are sensible, please tell me where they are going." The direction has gone, otherwise your life will be worse than death, and now you are also trapped by me Remember, if I don’t die, you will never be freed. If you are obedient and I am in a good mood, I may be able to help you resurrect.”
As soon as I said this, I felt better immediately. The man stared at Su Yuan strangely, with an inexplicable ferocity.
There is no other reason, because Su Yuan's attitude is too arrogant, no less than the young man who came before, but the young man who came before has someone to support him, and the nightmare of Yang Xiao's name It was still big enough. No one wanted to live in a dream forever, so they endured it.
But Su Yuan didn't look like he had anyone's backing him. If he dared to be so arrogant without anyone's backing, then he deserved to die. (End of this chapter)