Tang Nanxi took back most of the phantom butterflies, leaving more than a hundred of them to hold up the door of the cave on the edge of the circle drawn by her divine light, preventing the door from closing so that they could go out at any time.
After entering the city, the two of them walked on the street and felt the dead silence of the city up close, which made Tang Nanxi feel that Lancheng was even weirder: there was no life in the city at this time.
Arriving at the inn where Tang Nanxi had stayed, Tang Nanxi walked directly in: "This is the inn where my whole family stayed. It was from this inn that City Lord Lan brought me into the City Lord's Mansion."
The inn that was once full of guests is now empty, without a single guest, and of course, the owner is missing.
Tang Nanxi soon discovered something was wrong.
"There's something wrong with the paintings on the wall of this inn."
Tang Nanxi said that she reached out to touch a decorative painting on the wall of the inn. The picture was a landscape painting framed in a wooden frame. There was also a beautiful girl in the painting. The girl's eyes were very strange.
You can feel her staring at you everywhere.
The reason Tang Nanxi felt something was wrong was that she had noticed this painting before, but there was no such girl in the painting. Moreover, this beautiful girl looked familiar.
The painting was hung so high that it was difficult for Tang Nanxi to reach out. Tang Nanxi was only five or six years old, and her height was not ideal, so it was naturally impossible for her to touch the painting on the wall. She simply took out the flower basket and stepped on it to get higher.
Go and touch.
Yun Jiang also noticed something was wrong. As soon as she stretched out her hand, she reached out and touched the frame of the painting.
However, the imaginary concave and convex frame was not felt. The painting was flat and had no wooden frame at all.
If you take a closer look, you will see that it is not a hanging painting at all, but a painting directly on the wall. But when you look at it, it looks like a framed painting.
None of this was important. What was important was that when her hand touched the painting, she felt a cool air.
Moreover, the girl's eyes actually turned when facing her, as if they were glued to her gaze, wanting to use her eyes as a bridge to get out of the painting.
Tang Nanxi couldn't help but reached out to touch her face.
Yun Jiang slapped Tang Nanxi's hand away: "Don't touch her, she is a soul imprisoned on the wall."
Tang Nanxi was startled: "A soul that is imprisoned? Why should she be imprisoned?"
Looking carefully again, I found that the girl in the painting seemed to have a look of prayer in her eyes.
"I seem to have seen her before," Tang Nanxi said.
"Have you seen her?" Yun Jiang asked curiously: "Could it be that, since she was imprisoned on the wall, she could still turn into a human and come down?"
When Tang Nanxi heard what Yun Jiang said, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
When she looked up at the girl again, she finally remembered: This girl was the proprietress who hosted her family when she stayed at the inn with her parents and family more than ten days ago!
Tang Nanxi looked at the girl in the painting: "That's weird, aren't you the proprietress of this inn? Why are you pinned to the wall?"
Yun Jiang was also a little surprised, boss lady?
"Are you sure she was still alive when you passed by Lancheng?"
Tang Nanxi thought about it for a moment, nodded and shook his head: "When I saw her, she seemed like a living person. However, I was so annoyed by that kid Lan Yan that I didn't pay attention to whether she was alive."
After hearing Tang Nanxi's words, the girl's eyes in the painting became sadder and her look of prayer became more intense.