It seems that even if the person possesses himself, the goal of "it" is to awaken its sick young people with blood.
The young man immediately took a step back and maintained a scientific distance from Zhao Yijiu, who was in unknown state. No. 37 beside him was still in severe pain, but he also blocked half a step forward. It seemed that he felt that even if he was injured, he was more suitable to face the enemy head-on than a sick young man.
Yu Xing Youran was about to let Zhao Yijiu, who was obviously able to control his body independently, end the attack of this painting according to his own command, but suddenly a moment of trance in front of him.
Vaguely, the corridors around him became wide open, and neon lights were lit one by one, forming a bustling street. The drizzle fell from the sky and hit his head, but there were no wet marks, but made a "knock" sound on his raincoat and hat.
He stood at the intersection, surrounded by people who could not see their faces clearly, but the next moment, everything disappeared.
He saw the exhibition hall again, and the "masterpieces" beside him that were admired by everyone, and... the knife in his hand.
Yu Xing said "hey" in his heart.
This ghost is a bit interesting. After trying it out at Zhao Yijiu, I felt it was not possible, so I decided to change the candidate and chose to possess it.
He relaxed his body and looked at the muscular man No. 37 when he was possessed just now. He was just under control and his spirit was very clear. Then, the result should be similar when possessed by the ghost.
With the intention of letting water out, he soon felt invisible lines appearing around his body. The lines controlled his joints and muscles, driving him to make some movements that were contrary to the commands of his brain.
He didn't have to guess that he knew that he must be as stiff and silent as the muscular man just now.
Sure enough, after Zhao Yijiu suddenly got rid of her sense of control, her first reaction was to look at Yu Xing and saw the knife in Yu Xing's hand.
The problem is that after Yu Xing chatted with the young people with sickness just now, their location was very close - almost as soon as Yu Xing turned around, he would be able to unexpectedly suffer from the young people with sickness.
This is the reason why the ghost is so decisive. It doesn't care who it possesses, but only whether it can complete the assassination it wants.
It was not until Zhao Yijiu met Yu Xing's joking look that she felt relieved.
This look, like Yu Xing's replacement, means that even if he has no physical control, Yu Xing knows it.
The young man who had been staring at Zhao Yijiu's illness quickly discovered the fact that the knife was missing. He was stunned for a moment, then was shocked, his body rushed to the side first, and he guessed that if the ghost gave up possessing cold wine, the next target would definitely be his luck not far away!
A knife emitting yin energy and blood energy slashed at the position he was standing just now. Yu Xing pulled up the knife, straightened his body, and bullied the young man with a speed and sensitivity beyond everyone's imagination. The ghost attached behind him. The physical fitness was naturally his own quality. The young man with the muscle man No. 37 obviously did not expect that fortunately, the young man, who looked comparable to the young man with a sick energy, and even paler, had such powerful explosive power and was approached instantly.
Yu Xing narrowed his eyes and let the ghost control his body movements until the knife avoided the muscular man and stabbed the young man in the sickness. He felt the ghosts in his body exuding a "happiness" and "sighted" emotion.
It was like a stubborn killer who took all this for granted when he succeeded again, without any challenge, and was complacent and proud of his own strength.
Tsk.
Yu Xing couldn't stand it, and it wasn't OK to show off.
For the two experiencers who have not yet retrieved their abilities and sacrifices, Yu Xing is indeed considered boss level, because Yu Xing's own strength is abnormal. When the muscular man tried to stop him again, he was ruthlessly knocked away by a force more terrifying than a ghost in his own body, he shouted in horror and unwillingly: "Happy! You agreed!"
The sick young man was also shocked and frightened. He did not expect that the saying that the person cannot behave like a person can be verified to this extent. The tip of the knife has pierced his clothes, and the next moment is his skin and heart.
He closed his eyes in despair.
The crowd around them made excitement and cheered, regardless of their "noble demeanor", as if even in their bright coats, they could not hide their chaos and dirty nature.
However, the pain that the young man imagined as a sick young man did not come, and Yu Xing stopped his hand steadily.
When the ghost in his body did not react, Yu Xing took back his kindness to the ghost. The power of the curse flowed through his limbs and bones. In such close contact with the ghost, his power of the curse was already in a state of riot, and the cold extended into his bones and blood, which made the ghost even less powerful to resist.
Surviving the attack of ghosts is very likely to have temporary safety. It would be a good choice to send the painting to the third floor while it is safe.
But Yu Xing had already completed a "revised painting". When he brought the heart of the water ghost to the shore in the painting in the Dark River, the water ghost's wish was fulfilled. The surface of the painting was changed to another appearance, and the water ghost would never attack again.
As long as the ghost's wish can be fulfilled, once and for all, is it better than being careful of the ghost attacking again at all times?
Yu Xing was afraid that the ghost would be scared away by the curse power in his body, so he let the ghost manipulate his body for a while. Now he is very close to the sick young man, and closer to the painting itself!
He suppressed the possessed ghost, raised the knife in his hand, bent down and slid over the isolation belt set in front of the oil painting, and accurately and decisively stabbed the thin man in white in front of the killer in the oil painting. Because looking at the actions on the painting, the killer's target was this person.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! With a stab, a scream suddenly came from the oil painting, and bright red paint spewed out of the man in white and fell onto the street.
After the painting was changed, Yu Xing's body lightened, and the possessed ghost disappeared instantly. With the knife in his hand, it floated back to the painting based on a trace of yin energy.
Zhao Yijiu looked at this scene with a look in her eyes doubting life.
He had three words written in his eyes clearly - is this okay?
The sick young man was also shocked. He never expected that there would be such an expansion... This has something to do with his never-changing words about painting. At this moment, he felt a little sincere admiration for the luck of taking back his hands and standing gracefully in front of the painting.
"Is this..." He couldn't help but want to confirm.
"It's solved." Yu Xing blinked at him, then looked at the muscular man again, "You're right, this is what I promised, so what you promised should count?"
Before the muscular man and the sick young man could react, he reached out and took the painting off the wall and said to Zhao Yijiu: "Brother Jiu, you're here."
"..." The young man is so sick that he can't describe it. The meaning of luck is simply too obvious. The admiration he just developed has turned into helplessness, "It's really you who won."
I just promised that they would give Yu Xing a chance to hold a grudge against the other party even if Yu Xing stole the ownership of the painting.
This person is so strong, it is reasonable. He saved them just now, so how could they not hold a grudge against each other?
"The painting is yours." The muscular man also admitted.
"I like the people who say credit the most, you are not bad." Yu Xing raised his eyebrows and stuffed the oil painting into Zhao Yijiu's hands again, "Then let's go~"
He had turned around and planned to walk to the stairs on the third floor. The sick young man hurriedly called him: "If you have a chance in the future, I hope we can have a cooperative relationship."
Yu Xing turned his head: "Well... depending on my mood, at least you can't be so weak."
"...We... are still very strong if we get the sacrifice." The young man who was questioned about his strength, was a little embarrassed. This time he was indeed too weak. Not to mention competing with Xun and Lengjiu for this fake, even if they can cooperate, he is the one who will be dragging him down. "My name is Blood Source."
He pointed to the muscular man beside him: "He is called Killer No. 37."
"It's a bit of a killer." Yu Xing smiled and complained about the title of a muscular man, but in fact he had a lot of attention to the title of "blood source" of a sick young man. These two words can be seen as not a simple thing. I'm afraid that after regaining his abilities, this young man who looks sick will be a very difficult character.
The faint desire for protection that aroused when I first met this young man was probably not because of his identity, but his own ability.
Blood source...
"I'm good at guns." Killer No. 37 touched his head and interrupted Yu Xing's thoughts. He curled his lips, "Sniper rifle, so you can't deny my strength as a killer!"
"You just tell me that? The killer is just a little cautious?" Yu Xing thought this person was quite interesting and couldn't help but want to tease him.
"As appropriate gift of information is the killer's sincerity to his partners." No. 37 said seriously.
Yu Xing: "Yo, when will I agree to cooperate with you..."
Zhao Yijiu coughed lightly: "Good."
Yu Xing reacted: "Ah, that's right, we should go up."
After saying that, the two of them no longer waste time, leaving only a group of disappointed onlookers to scatter, saying "No one died, nothing happened." There was also the source of sickness and blood and the killer brother standing in place to look at each other.
Finally, Brother Killer asked, "What did Leng Jiu say just now? Why didn't I hear him say he wanted to go up?"
Xueyuan tilted his head: "He said he was lucky."
"..." The two of them stood for a while, feeling that it was a very stupid behavior to repeat the last few sentences.
The main reason is that they have nothing else to do. The trip to the art gallery that they were originally looking forward to was so dangerous and unexpected.
Blood Source finally sighed.
"Forget it, we'll go back as soon as the time comes. Going to an unknown place through the mirror is indeed too risky. We should gradually check the surroundings from the base, and perhaps the difficulty will not be so short."
"It's right. I don't know if the crazy doctor and the chess player will find trouble with Xun and Lengjiu. None of these two people is easy to get along with, especially the chess player..." The killer brother was idle and began to worry about other testimonials again.
"I guess, no." Xueyuan looked at this corridor without other outsiders, no interest. When he was not surrounded by danger, his temperament was highlighted. "Xiang just now expressed no interest in the information exchange we proposed. Do you think he would refuse so thoroughly when he had no partners?"
"I guess, when Xun and Lengjiu first arrived at the art museum, the chess player had already contacted them. The chess player would not let uncontrollable things remain unattended until now. The guy holding a rabbit... would only let the fellow travelers live under his nose."
"You mean, the Crazy Doctor's team and Yuki have started to cooperate?" Brother Killer was slightly surprised. "When the container came here to pass the message, he mentioned the prey. He said that the prey was just watching the whole world in the painting from a distance. In your opinion, at that time, the prey and Yuki were actually in cooperation. Even if Yuki was really going to be killed by the chef, the prey would help?"
"80%." Xue Yuan nodded and sighed again, "I don't know if this wave is the Crazy Doctor Team that has taken the lead or Xun is good at planning... It's a pity that if I can, I also want to cooperate with Xun. He is very strong and will be a good friend if he stands on the same side."
"We have no conflicts with the crazy doctor. At worst, everyone can work together." The killer shrugged, "It's just a little more profit. Compared with restoring strength and living, it's not a big deal, right?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "You are right. I just sighed that on Dead Silent Island, I'm afraid the concentration of the plan exceeded the standard." A faint smile appeared on Xueyuan's disease appearance, "Look at it, his appearance...is either a patient or a pollutant - he is really brave to challenge the difficult."
The killer paused when he heard the speculation of Xueyuan. He didn't know how Xueyuan knew that there was a contaminant identity. He didn't dare to ask, and could only say: "What are we doing now?"
"Go to the lounge." Xueyuan said, "Go to sleep."
...
The head of the art museum seemed a little surprised about the visit again by Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu.
A painter inside asked, "Why are you again?"
The person in charge cleared his throat: "...Congratulations, once again, we have brought us the results of suspected fakes. If you find the right one, this is the fourth one."
There are already four pictures? Yu Xing has raised the overall strength evaluation of the tester to a higher level.
"Please give the painting to our verification. If it succeeds, this gentleman--" The person in charge looked at Zhao Yijiu. He had previously hinted that Zhao Yijiu used a knife to kill Yu Xing without any results, and he still had a grudge in his heart. Now it was not that this person's teammates were so deep, but that they believed that they could get more places.
He said in a deep voice: "I believe your companion has told you about why the fakes appeared, and I will..."
Zhao Yijiu: "Although I already know, I want to listen to you again."
Zhao Yijiu's eyesight in the dark was much better than Yu Xing. He clearly saw the dry lips of the person in charge, like a capitalist who had been giving a speech all day without drinking a sip of water. Zhao Yijiu said coldly and clearly: "Please tell me everything in detail and in detail as much as possible. I like to listen to stories."
The already vague face of the person in charge became even more blurry.
Chapter completed!