Chapter 293: The Mutation of the Oil Painting
After leaving the ghost forest, the two continued to move forward.
Lin Yuanqing felt what happened after the blood he had just recovered entered his body.
The connection between each puzzle piece became closer, and Lin Yuanqing also felt a sense of weirdness, as if the supernatural beings between the puzzle pieces were merging.
Lin Yuanqing felt that as long as all the blood was found, his various supernatural beings would merge and become a brand new supernatural being.
Continuing along this winding path, they soon encountered a fork in the road, one main road and one auxiliary road. The main road most likely led to the post office in the painting.
Lin Yuanqing's ghost eyes opened, he looked both ways, and finally chose the auxiliary road.
Tap tap tap tap
Only the footsteps of two people could be heard on the quiet dirt path, and as they approached the end of the side road, they also appeared in their sight.
This is a village. The village is very old and looks like a village from fifty years ago or even longer.
At this time, Chu Huachao suddenly stopped and closed his eyes, his prediction was triggered!
Lin Yuanqing stopped and looked back, frowning at Chu Huachao, which meant there was danger inside!
And this danger is one that even Lin Yuanqing’s current strength cannot protect. This is undoubtedly terrifying.
This prediction did not last long. After about two minutes, Chu Huachao opened his eyes.
He said directly: "Captain Lin, there is a supernatural being targeting consciousness in this village. I was attacked by it the moment I stepped in!"
Lin Yuanqing's brows relaxed, and it was understandable. The moment he entered the village, he would indeed focus on his own blood, not him.
Just when he finished speaking, Chu Huachao closed his eyes again. This was the feedback brought about by the changes in the future.
Generally, feedback is faster than prediction. This time, about fifteen seconds passed. Chu Huachao opened his eyes again. He turned to Lin Yuanqing and said: "The ghost realm can block that kind of supernatural power." "
Lin Yuanqing nodded and stepped into the village without hesitation. Suddenly a supernatural force broke into his consciousness. This supernatural force was not powerful, but it was enough to kill any ordinary person. people.
In my mind, the sea of blood turned into waves, and the intruding supernatural power disappeared in an instant.
Lin Yuanqing looked at the dilapidated village around him. This village was really dilapidated, with collapsed houses everywhere and no life at all.
Without hesitation, the ghost domain instantly enveloped the entire village.
Looking back, Chu Huachao immediately followed into the village. His prediction was indeed correct, and he was not attacked.
A blood mass slowly condensed in front of Lin Yuanqing. The ghost realm flashed slightly and instantly exploded into a mass of blood mist.
This time the ghost blood was condensed more than the previous two times, and the blood mist slowly enveloped the entire village with the help of the ghost domain.
The moment the blood mist came into contact with the village.
Wow. Wow.
"Captain Lin, there is the sound of water." Chu Huachao heard the slightest movement and immediately reminded.
Chu Huachao looked very wary. It was no wonder. After all, he almost died in this village in the prediction. It is normal to have this kind of wariness.
Lin Yuanqing frowned and looked at the center of the village. There was a pool, and it was the pool that made the sound of water just now.
But in the ghost realm's perception, the water there is obviously very calm, and it is impossible for such a sound to appear.
The suppression ability was activated, the sound of waves stopped instantly, and the surrounding became silent again. The whole village was eerily quiet.
Lin Yuanqing thought for a moment, and with a thought, he disappeared instantly with Chu Huachao.
When he reappeared, he had already reached the edge of the village. A winding and quiet path ahead was exactly the same as the one he had walked before.
The two of them waited quietly on the edge. This was the most stable method.
Changes slowly occurred in the village. A person wearing white clothes floated up from the pool. It was upside down and its face could not be seen.
The water level in the pool is also slowly rising, and it seems to be overflowing from this small pool.
The changes around them are still continuing, and the collapsed houses seem to have begun to change.
Their collapsed gates were trembling slightly, as if they wanted to stand up, but were suppressed by Lin Yuanqing's ghost realm.
Lin Yuanqing felt the changes in the ghost realm and basically determined that his blood should play a larger role in the paint.
Once the blood is drawn away, the paintings will lose control. He thought about the last scene on the stage in front of him.
This kind of loss of control may even cause them to kill irregularly, if the ghost painting outside gets out of control.
At this time, the supernatural struggle in the village became more and more intense, Lin Yuanqing temporarily put it aside This thought was thrown out of his mind, and his attention returned to the village in front of him.
With the supernatural blessing of the mortal curse, the changes in the village disappeared instantly and were temporarily suppressed.
The extraction of ghost blood continues, and the entire village is slowly fading, basically no different from the previous two supernatural places.
The blood mist gradually became thicker, and Lin Yuanqing felt that the attraction in this village had slowly faded. In just a minute or two, there would be no trace of his blood in this village.
In the unknown room on the fifth floor of the post office.
The two paintings on the ground remain motionless, and on the wall, a painting near the ghost forest shows a dilapidated village. Like the previous two paintings, it is slowly moving. of fading.
Bump!
The sound of falling sounded again, and the painting also fell to the ground without anyone touching it.
There are now three paintings on the ground.
At this moment, new changes occurred in this room.
Tap, step, step
A stiff footsteps approached slowly, but no one was seen. Gradually, the footsteps came to the three paintings and stopped. steps.
The room returned to silence again.
The next moment, something strange happened again. The three paintings slowly disappeared, and the footsteps never appeared again.
It is as if they disappeared with the disappearance of these three paintings.
Dahan City, Jianshe Road.
Sun Rui did not leave after being thrown out by Lin Yuanqing. He first reported the situation here to the headquarters, and then stayed here to guard it.
He can't get in. He has to wait for Lin Yuanqing here and ask what should be done with this post office.
Sun Rui was leaning on a golden cane and had never smoked before. Looking at the cigarette butts on the ground, it was clear that he had been waiting for a long time.
In the unfinished building in front, something strange happened on the unfinished fifth floor, as if something suddenly appeared.
If Lin Yuanqing were here, he would be able to tell at a glance that these are exactly the oil paintings of the three supernatural events he experienced.
Sun Rui, who was waiting outside on the first floor, didn't notice that he was still smoking and looking worried.
Gradually, the three paintings began to exude a cold atmosphere, as if they were about to revive.
The cold breath also woke up Sun Rui. He suddenly stood up and looked up at the fifth floor with sharp eyes.
Just when he wanted to go over and check, everything around him began to fade.
"Ghost Realm?" Sun Rui murmured in disbelief. (End of this chapter)