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Chapter 227 Approaching

Seeing what Yue Li said, the others naturally didn't say anything.

In fact, this matter is not that important to Yang Jian. Even if he wants to collect the body parts, it is just out of curiosity.

Now that they knew that the possibility of collecting everything was very small, Yue Li and Yang Jian's interest in this was immediately reduced.

Yue Li did not continue to ask questions about this matter, but stopped talking.

But he didn't speak, but Yang Jian suddenly thought of a question.

Yang Jian looked at Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiaotian and asked:

"By the way, do you know Sister Hong who appeared on the fifth floor of the post office earlier?"

Even though these people in the oil painting world cannot escape from the oil painting world, through the frame of the oil painting, they can also see the situation inside the post office.

Of course, this is limited to the fifth and first floors of the post office.

Because in the ghost post office, only these two floors have oil paintings hanging on them.

Therefore, there is a high probability that the people in the painting also know what happened on the fifth floor of the post office.

It was precisely because of this that he thought of asking the two people in front of him for information about Sister Hong.

Yang Jian was always afraid of Sister Hong, who was living in Liu Qingqing's body and successfully resurrected.

After Zhang Xianguang heard Yang Jian's question, he didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Yang Jian just thought that the other party didn't know any useful clues, so he didn't think much about it and immediately looked at Yang Xiaotian.

"I don't know the sister Hong you are talking about, and I have never seen her before." Yang Xiao was silent for a moment, and then said:

"The only thing I can judge is that she was obviously a dead soul that eroded the body of a certain messenger and then successfully resurrected it;

If possible, I suggest you find an opportunity to kill her. The resurrection of the souls of the old era will always lead to some people and things from the old era, and in the end there will be no good results."

"She's not that easy to kill." Yang Jian sighed.

Ever since it was determined that Liu Qingqing was living with a woman from the Republic of China period, Yang Jian had tried to get rid of her completely many times.

After all, such an existence is a huge variable and an anomaly.

Unfortunately, Yang Jian never found a suitable opportunity.

It is obviously difficult to kill that Sister Hong.

Seeing Yang Jian frowning and sighing, Yang Xiaotian was silent for a moment, and suddenly gave a solution;

"If you really have no other choice, maybe you can try to bring her into the world of oil paintings, and you should be able to kill her."

Yue Li and Yang Jian instantly understood what Yang Xiaotian meant.

This is a suggestion that they send Sister Hong into the world of oil painting, and then use the power of the dead souls in the world of oil painting to kill Sister Hong.

Although Sister Hong is very mysterious and very weird.

But the dead souls in the post office are also very special.

Although it only has some of the supernatural powers of the original body, it has a similar immortality.

The power that these two can exert when combined is quite terrifying, coupled with the large number;

If they swarm her, they should be able to kill Sister Hong completely.

After a short period of thinking, Yang Jian found that this method was indeed a good one, and the possibility of success was very high.

Yang Jian's heart suddenly moved;

"It seems that we need to hurry up when bringing ghost paintings into the post office."

At this time, Yang Jian felt extremely lucky. When the headquarters took back all the oil paintings, he kept one ghost painting.

It just happens to come in handy now.

"Okay, we will soon be close to the place where I saw Sun Rui."

Suddenly, Sun Rui, who was leading the way, stopped, turned around and said to the people behind him.

At this time, a fork in the road appeared in front of them.

Seeing this, everyone immediately stopped talking or thinking, but focused on the matter in front of them.

"Go this way."

Seeing that everyone was ready, Zhang Xianguang set off again.

He left the main road and took a side road.

Yue Li and others followed suit.

Although they had just stepped onto the fork in the road, Yue Li and Yang Jian, who had ghost eyes, could already see the scenery at the end;

It was a sparse forest;

It's just that the trees in the woods are a little weird, weird and twisted, as if they were painted, giving people an unreal feeling.

There is also something weird.

The area where the woods at the end are located looks like it's dark night.

Yue Li looked up and even saw the moon above the woods.

However, it is precisely because of the existence of this moon that it brings some light to the woods below, allowing people to see things clearly.

Everyone present knew that everything at the end of the fork in the road was not real, but the world of an oil painting.

Although it looks like a landscape painting, it is actually a painting that hides a ghost.

The traces of the group of people had already reached the edge of the old forest.

Then everyone stopped and looked at the old forest ahead;

In the middle of the sparse old forest, the soil was slightly raised, and a stiff, dead hand stretched out from the ground and grabbed the sky;

It's as if a person is unwilling to die after being buried alive, and wants to crawl out of the ground with a struggle.

After Yang Jian saw this clearly, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

Everything in front of him made Yang Jian feel unusually familiar.

He clearly remembered that among the oil paintings hanging on the wall on the fifth floor, the content of one of the oil paintings was exactly the same as the scene in front of him.

At this moment, Zhang Xianguang pointed to Lao Lin in front of him, and then said:

"There is a ghost in this old forest. You and I saw that Sun Rui enter it, but we didn't see him come out later."

Although Yang Jian was a little anxious and wanted to find Sun Rui as soon as possible, he did not act rashly.

Yang Jian knew very well that his strength was indeed not weak, but the ghost that could be imprisoned in the world of oil painting by the Ghost Post Office was definitely not ordinary.

When the information is unknown, you still need to be vigilant.

What's more, when he entered the world of oil painting this time, he didn't bring any supernatural weapons, which had a considerable impact on his strength.

Therefore, you need to act more carefully.

Yue Li on the side showed a hint of excitement at this moment.

Although I don’t know how strong the fierce ghost inside is and what its abilities are, it is definitely no match for him.

Yue Li is confident that as long as it is not an unsolvable evil ghost like Gui Cha, Gui Hua, etc., he is confident that he can solve it.

Therefore, compared to other people's caution, Yue Li was more willing to push directly.

Of course it can also be called reckless.

But when he saw the cautious looks of Yang Jian and Zhou Ze, Yue Li could only temporarily suppress his reckless heart.

Now that we have agreed to act together, we still need to take into account the situation of others.

At the same time, Yang Jian seemed to have thought of something. He first glanced at Yang Xiaotian and Zhang Xianguang, and finally his eyes rested on Zhang Xianguang;

"Since you know that there is a ghost here, do you understand the killing patterns of this ghost? Also, do you know how to avoid being targeted by the ghost?"


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