Just when Yue Li was about to go somewhere else, he suddenly felt a strong strangeness;
Yue Li immediately turned around and looked in the direction where he sensed the abnormality.
Although the entire hall was dark at this time, Yue Li could clearly see through his ghost eyes that it was in the direction of the wall covered with oil paintings.
The next moment, Yue Li saw a scene that made his hair stand on end.
I saw the old and new oil paintings of figures hanging on the walls of the lobby. At this time, all the figures in the paintings were looking towards where he and Yang Jian were.
The portraits of characters that were originally supposed to be motionless seemed to come alive at this moment, with the eyes of the characters in the paintings moving restlessly.
They were all looking at him and Yang Jian with strange eyes.
Yang Jian on the side also noticed this and suddenly froze up.
Although they all knew that there was something wrong with the oil paintings on the wall, they just thought that there might be something wrong with a few of them.
But I didn’t expect that all oil paintings seem to have problems.
Now these paintings change after lights out;
At the same time, I was reminded of this ghost painting in the inner world.
Because apart from the kind-hearted eyes, I didn't notice anything worthless about me at all.
I also discovered the original works of those oil paintings.
After observing for a while, Yue Li's mood suddenly became helpless.
While Yang Jian was meditating, Yue Li looked at the oil paintings of figures under the wall with vigilant eyes.
At that time, Yang Jian once believed that the oil paintings and ghost paintings in the post office were probably from the same source.
How could Yue Li care about that?
When Yang Jian stood behind those oil paintings, I suddenly saw that the eyes of the figures in the oil paintings under the wall were all really falling on me and Yue Li.
"There are still too many clues, and everything can be revealed."
Seeing this, Yue Li's hand holding the golden spear tightened immediately, and a solemn look flashed across his face.
Yes, it should be said that the ordinary beings in those oil paintings are still restrained for the time being and cannot take action?"
Yang Jian felt Yue Li's relief, and immediately turned to look at Yue Li, and then said in a strong voice:
Then he followed Yang Jian and walked towards the oil painting.
Moreover, among all the oil paintings, it exudes the strongest kindness.
Maybe some clues can't be found through the ghost painting inside.
Qin Wen could clearly sense that those oil paintings of figures also revealed various eyes;
And there are some ordinary beings peering at us through those oil paintings.
And Yue Li can't believe it. I've definitely never seen the woman in the portrait.
While Yang Jian was thinking about the relationship between ghost paintings and those oil paintings, Qin Wen's eyes were fixed on a half-human oil painting.
Yang Jian secretly analyzed in his heart.
I didn't even have the urge to take it out.
That impulse was overtaken by Yang Jian in an instant.
At least after he got fewer clues, Yang Jian still thought that he could do that.
That made Yue Li even more confused. Where did the kindness of the woman in the portrait come from?
Qin Wen also noticed the gaze of the figures in the oil painting. Even the oil painting of my father was staring at me at this time.
Although the people in the portraits hanging under the walls, from then on to now, are indeed just looking at us, but have never really done anything.
This proves more and more that the figures in those oil paintings are as complex as mere portraits.
The painting shows a middle-aged woman with a numb and slightly dull expression, like an old farmer.
Apart from this, Yue Li didn't find anything normal about me.
Those glances are all too similar.
Although Yue Li was also a little surprised by this, he was more interested.
Because I can see that originally few of the characters in the portraits were facing my direction, but now they are all facing us.
Qin Wenhao believed that if the characters in the portrait could break free, they would definitely attack me immediately.
The eyes that don’t look at you, the eyes that don’t show kindness, the eyes that don’t show numbness, the eyes that don’t show laughter...
Facing the endless unknown, even Qin Wen's heart cannot help but face it with caution.
It was a feeling that time.
Hearing Yang Jian's words, Yue Li was stunned for a moment, and then carefully looked at the oil paintings under the wall behind him.
Because ghosts don’t have so many eyes. The eyes of a small number of fierce ghosts are hollow, lifeless, and also weird.
"It seems that all the oil paintings of figures that are out there are fine, right?"
I was waiting for the reaction of Yue Li next to me, and then walked directly towards the wall covered with oil paintings.
Yue Li finished looking at the oil painting carefully.
Qin Wen even believed that those oil paintings were some kind of ordinary lenses;
Thinking of that, Yang Jian immediately thought of the derivative of the ghost painting that Li Yue deliberately left in his hands.
With such simple eyes and glances, it is difficult for people to doubt that those portraits are not ghosts.
Could it be that the ghost painting inside broke free for some ordinary reason?
The people in the oil painting seem to be able to break away from the oil painting and come out of the oil painting."
Before discovering that, Yang Jian's heart suddenly moved.
Although it seems to be getting weirder, it also reveals an opportunity for exploration.
That weird atmosphere made Yue Lidu feel uneasy.
"It's boring. Are the people in the portraits able to take action? Or is it that because certain conditions are met, the people in the oil paintings?
Or maybe, even among the oil paintings in the Ghost Post Office, the ghost painting is the most common one?
I found that what Yang Jian said was indeed correct.
"Relax, don't worry too much. Although I know the reason, those paintings are not the same as ghost paintings after all;
Because Yue Liran could sense the kind eyes revealed in the painting.
In front of the woman's back was a deserted and messy field, but vaguely, there seemed to be no huge tomb mound standing near the field.
"Let's go over and have a look."
To put it more wrongly, it is the appearance of the characters in the oil painting.
Before confirming that point, Yue Li tightened his grip on the golden spear and relaxed a little.
Regardless of this, I can now confirm that the ghost painting inside has nothing to do with the oil paintings in the ghost post office.
Now the derived ghost painting is in Yang Jian's hands.
A strange smile appeared on the corner of Yue Li's mouth.
Now it seems that the oil paintings in the post office are no smaller than the ghost paintings.
I found that my guesses may not be too arbitrary, and the oil paintings outside may not be pure ghosts.
Because he had discovered before that the oil paintings here seemed to hide deep secrets, but no matter how he checked, he found no clues.
I also want to see what kind of secrets those oil paintings have.
Who knows what horrific changes will occur if ghost paintings are put together with those oil paintings from the post office.
Just as the two of them walked towards the oil painting, Yang Jianran could feel that the eyes of the people in the oil painting were still locked on us.
At this time, Yang Jian looked at the paintings behind him again, a strange look flashed in his eyes;
