Chapter 281 Weird Oil Painting
“Bang!”
The gate of the Ghost Post Office has been invaded by the ghost domain. At this moment, before anyone appears, the gate is hit hard by a huge force. After being knocked open, with such a powerful force, it stands to reason that the door should have flown out, but the door of the post office only creaked and swung a few times in the air before slowly closing again.
Under the dim, yellow light, three unexpected figures came to the hall on this floor.
At a casual glance, the place you enter is full of old styles and buildings from the Republic of China period. The floors on the ground are old, peeling paint or even cracked, and seem to be about to rot.
In addition, there are huge black and white portraits hanging on the nearby walls. Those portraits are not celebrities, but very strange people, both male and female, with different clothing styles. , the old ones include retro gowns and cheongsam, and the newer ones include Western-style clothes. Dress, floral skirt
As soon as Lin Yuanqing appeared, he felt a sense of disgust in his heart. He seemed to want to leave here immediately, and he felt a slight sense of oppression all over his body, but this oppression was not very strong. It is large and has no impact on his combat effectiveness.
"It's unbelievable, I really rushed in." Sun Rui touched the cane in his hand restlessly, his eyes were very solemn, he could feel the weirdness of this place.
There seems to be a cold atmosphere in the air.
Chu Huachao also looked very uneasy and looked around. He felt that there was an indescribable weird feeling in the building, like a cage sealing something terrible.
It's like a dull coffin, locking people in here and unable to get out.
At this time, changes suddenly began to occur in the surroundings, and I don’t know if it was because of the intrusion of a real ghost like Lin Yuanqing.
The eyes of those paintings all turned here, seeming to be staring at the three people in the hall, and the cold atmosphere around them became even heavier.
"Captain Lin, the painting on the wall has moved!" Sun Rui frowned, feeling that the paintings around him were staring at him.
Lin Yuanqing frowned, the feeling that attracted him also emanated from this painting.
He turned around and opened his ghost eyes. The paintings instantly turned black in his eyes, and the black was very rich. Almost every painting was equivalent to a terrifying level A ghost.
And one of them is even more terrifying, its richness is similar to that of a starving ghost.
The ghost eye shielding function was turned on, and the paintings suddenly disappeared strangely.
"Is it a medium again?" Lin Yuanqing murmured, seeing that the attributes were turned off, these paintings took on their original appearance again.
And Lin Yuanqing's eyes were fixed on the most terrifying painting.
The person in the painting is very familiar to Lin Yuanqing, and he looks very much like Yang Jian. Could it be Yang Jian's father?
Stepping forward, he came to these pictures, and the people in the pictures slowly turned their heads, seeming to be staring at him.
Lin Yuanqing stretched out his hand and gradually touched the surface of a painting, but his hand sank slowly as if it was submerged in water.
The person in the oil painting actually started to move at this time. He was actually slowly retreating, as if Lin Yuanqing's palm was about to touch him, forcing the person in the painting to retreat.
Soon, the people in the oil painting retreated behind the wall in the painting.
Lin Yuanqing frowned. Is his puzzle piece inside the painting?
At this time, Chu Huachao suddenly experienced something abnormal. He suddenly closed his eyes and fell to the ground with a frightened expression. It seemed that he had encountered something that frightened him very much.
Lin Yuanqing, who was about to take Chu Huachao in, paused. He quickly turned his head. Just as he was about to step forward to use the ghost heart ability, he remembered that this might be the supernatural power of predicting ghosts.
"Captain Lin, is this brother okay?" Sun Rui asked looking at Chu Huachao.
"Waiting, there is no supernatural being around. This may be his own supernatural being." Lin Yuanqing shook his head and replied lightly.
"Hey~ there's a new guy here." At this time, a scarred face slowly appeared in the hall, and he said in a teasing tone as soon as he appeared.
This voice attracted Sun Rui's attention. He turned around and asked Lin Yuanqing: "Is this the messenger you are talking about?"
Lin Yuanqing didn't even look at that person, just nodded. , his ghost eyes were open at this time, but he was staring at Chu Huachao.
"Three unlucky guys, they are quite arrogant. Just a reminder, don't touch things you shouldn't touch, so as not to end up like this unlucky guy on the ground." The scar-faced man ignored him when he saw several people, and he didn't Angry, he walked deeper into the post office.
"Wait, come back!" Sun Rui shouted, as if he had some questions to ask.
"What? You want to take refuge in me? Don't think about it, I don't need a cripple." The scar-faced man said in a mocking tone.
"I ask you questions, or you die!" Sun Rui suddenly took out a golden pistol and pointed it at the scarred face.
The scar-faced man was startled, he laughed contemptuously and said: "Scare with a toy gun"
Bump!
The gunfire sounded, and Sun Rui shot directly at his feet, then slowly raised it and pointed at his head again without saying a word.
The strong man with a scar face slowly raised his hand and said with a trembling tone: "Brother, don't shoot, you asked!"
He never thought that this was just a normal taunt. Hit the iron plate.
"Your name!" Sun Rui asked lightly. He was the person in charge. When had he been ridiculed like this before? He didn't kill him because he just had something to ask.
"Zhong Zhongbei." Scar-faced Zhong Bei replied, but his voice was slightly trembling, which was very inconsistent with his image.
"Ahem, how many times have you sent letters?" Sun Rui coughed twice unconsciously, but his voice showed no trace of being disrupted.
"I delivered it twice, and I will deliver it a third time soon, so I came to the post office and waited for the letter to appear." Zhong Bei replied immediately, acting very obedient.
After hearing this answer, Sun Rui's face darkened. He had not doubted what Lin Yuanqing said, but he did not expect that there would be such a group of rapists in the place under his jurisdiction.
"How many people are there on this floor?" Sun Rui continued to ask, but his tone had become colder.
"There are only five people in total. After all, the mortality rate of delivering letters is too high." Zhong Bei replied immediately.
"Five people on one floor? You lied to me." Sun Rui's face became more and more gloomy. Nine people disappeared every day outside. If it was really the work of this place, how could there be so few people.
Zhong Bei saw that Sun Rui looked wrong and said quickly: "Everyone else who delivered the message died last time. According to normal rules, new people should join now to supplement the dead messengers."
Supplementary This would explain why there are always missing people out there.
"What's going on upstairs?" Sun Rui asked again.
“There is also a messenger upstairs. After delivering the letter three times, you will appear on the second floor next time and become the messenger on the second floor. In the same way, the messenger on the second floor will go to the third floor after delivering the letter three times. And so on."
Zhong Bei's eyes moved: "I heard this from other people, but I'm not sure whether it's true or not." Thanks to the big guys for their plan, I just finished coding.
(End of this chapter)