Is this the oil painting?Incredible, it's like another world.Wang Yong looked around and felt a little incredible.
This is the first time he has entered oil painting.
No, this is a supernatural space, similar to the ghost realm. Oil painting is just a carrier. It can be oil paintings, photos, or anything else, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.Yang Jian said.
He has been exposed to many things like this and has long been used to it.
But it will naturally feel very incredible for those who have just come into contact with it.
Want to chase?Wang Yong asked.
Yang Jian looked at the black door. This door was the only way out to leave the hut. The old man had opened the door and escaped, but he didn't know what was behind the door, because this was the world of oil paintings, just like the ghost paintings, strange and unknown.
If you go deeper rashly, you may be trapped inside and unable to get out.
But the clues of not chasing Sun Rui were cut off again.
But at this time.
Another person got into the oil painting and appeared in the hut.
The person who came in was Zhou Ze. As soon as he came in, he said: I'm not very relieved. Come in and see what the situation is. How is it now?Has that thing been solved?
Run away, leaving only one arm behind.Wang Yong shook his head and pointed to the black door.
Zhou Ze saw the very alternative arm on the ground and became a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was actually a person hidden in the oil painting.
Wang Yong, stay here, watch here, Zhou Ze and I will go out to see it.After Yang Jian finished thinking, he made a decision. He wanted to leave someone to guarantee a way out, and then go to find out the secret of the oil painting.
There are so many oil paintings hanging on the fifth and first floors of the Ghost Post Office. If there is no secret, he will not believe it.
After saying that, he immediately took action.
Wang Yong didn't say anything but nodded, expressing his willingness to stay.
Zhou Ze said: Do you need to make some preparations?
There is no need to prepare, just return when encountering danger, just go to investigate, not to fight hard, why? Are you nervous?Yang Jian said.
Something is a bit.Zhou Ze smiled awkwardly.
Can you not be nervous? You should know that you have entered a painting now and may encounter danger at any time and cannot get out.
Action.
Yang Jian immediately walked to the black door without giving him any more thought and opened it.
It was dim outside with no light, but the vision was normal. You could see some things clearly, but it was not that clear.
He saw a small road, winding, as if connecting to a certain place. This road is very familiar, like a road entering the ghost post office. The only difference is that this road is not connected to the end, but a fork in the middle, as if you can reach another place along the fork.
Yang Jian walked out. He looked back and found that there was no small house behind him. There was only one wall and one door, which was like a cage, located at the end of this fork.
It's weird here.Zhou Ze also looked solemn. He couldn't understand this place, so he could only say something strange.
Yang Jian remained silent and walked along the path.
Soon, a fork appeared in front of him, and the original path turned into two, one left and one right, but it was dim in front of him and there was no way to see anything in the distance.
But at this time, Yang Jian opened his ghost eyes.
The ghost eyes are still usable here, and it is not as hard to open as before when I entered the ghost painting.
Obviously.
The supernatural suppression in this place is not that strong. Although ghost paintings come from the ghost post office, there are definitely not many such oil paintings. If any random painting has the level of ghost paintings, then the messenger of the post office will not live.
After opening the ghost eyes, Yang Jian's gaze looked further away.
He saw the end of a fork, where there were several trees. There seemed to be a strange figure standing in the middle of the tree, and the figure was motionless in one direction.
Is it a scene presented by another oil painting?
Yang Jian said in his heart: In this way, every fork here may be connected to another oil painting. All oil paintings are essentially connected to the same supernatural space, and the oil painting itself only plays the role of opening a window.
But has Sun Rui really entered here?
He expressed doubts in his heart.
Because there are so many dangers here, if Sun Rui enters here, he will definitely find a way to leave here.
No.
wrong.
Yang Jian then frowned again.
Why do I think Sun Rui will leave here after entering?
Sun Rui, like himself, wanted to deal with the ghost post office and solve this ghost place. If he came here, he would definitely have only one idea, that is, to follow the fork in the oil painting, find the source, and understand the truth.
Therefore, I should not be tempted by the forks, but should find a way to avoid all forks and find a real way. Only in this way can I meet Sun Rui on the road.After a brief thought, Yang Jian immediately realized something.
Which path should we take now?I just observed these two roads. They are exactly the same, both in appearance, size, and surrounding environment, and there is no difference. There are no clues such as footprints, shoe prints, etc. on the road.Zhou Ze spoke at this moment.
He observed for a while and came to a conclusion.
And the result is very disappointing because there is no difference between the forks.
Just follow me.
Yang Jian had ghost eyes and could see far away. He saw the end of the fork, so he could avoid making the wrong choice, which is a very big advantage.
Immediately.
He ignored the old forest leading to only a few trees and chose a main road.
Keep moving forward.
The fork appeared again, and the end of the fork was also a strange place, not large in size, and there was also a figure standing there.
Obviously, that is another oil painting.
Yang Jian avoided it and continued to move along the main road.
There are not many forks on the road, and sometimes he even encounters three forks. If the ordinary ghost driver is, he will definitely have chosen the wrong choice, but the ghost eye can see the end of the fork in advance, so he avoids taking detours.
Zhou Ze followed behind and gradually became convinced that Yang Jian in front of him had the ability to distinguish the correct path, otherwise it would not have been so calm along the way.
However, after walking for a long time, Yang Jian stopped again.
Because this road is over.
Yang Jian Ghost Eye saw a small house at the end.
The door of the small house was closed and I couldn't see anything inside. It seemed that there was an invisible supernatural power interfering with it.
Is this cottage the end of the road?Or is this hut just a scene of one of the oil paintings?Yang Jian hesitated at this moment.
The answer in his mind is biased towards the latter.
This main road is also a fork in a certain oil painting.
Therefore, there is no main path.
No matter which way you go, you will encounter something blocking the road.
There is another possibility that the real road is hidden behind a painting, and you can find the right path through one of the paintings to find the source.Yang Jian continued to move forward with this idea.
Zhou Ze, who was on the side, looked not far away, and the surroundings were dim and seriously damaged in sight, but soon he also saw a small house in front of the road.
This is... He looked at Yang Jian with a little hesitation.
Yang Jian ignored it and just came straight to the cottage and opened the door.
But strangely.
The hut was messy, but there was no strange figure. In other words, this oil painting was not an oil painting of characters, but an oil painting of objects.
I remember seeing this painting on the fifth floor.Yang Jian suddenly moved his eyes and saw something in the wooden house.
It was an inconspicuous glass bottle in the corner, with a pale arm soaked in the glass bottle.
It is one of the fragments of the body soaked in a glass bottle, so this painting is the one I found on the fifth floor before.Yang Jian walked into the room. He moved nothing and didn't take it, but just took the glass bottle away.
After he got it, he had three corpse fragments.
There is also one in room 501.
Hold it, don't lose it.Yang Jian handed the glass bottle to Zhou Ze.
OK, OK.
Zhou Ze nodded, and after looking at it, he felt a little cunning, but he still didn't dare to leave it behind, so he just put it in the backpack behind him.
Yang Jian looked in the room again and quickly locked a door.
This is not the door I just came in, but another one.
After he pushed it open, a road appeared behind the door.
The road was winding and twisting, as if it led to an unknown place again.
Moreover, the dimness became aggravated, and Yang Jian's ghost eyes could not see the end.
keep going.He pondered for a moment, didn't want to look back, and continued to choose to go deeper.
We are too far from the previous exit and may not be able to go back.Zhou Ze expressed his concerns.
Yang Jian said: So what can you do when you go back? Do you want to send a letter?That is just a road to death. The road here may be a way to live. I have been thinking before, why did the post office leave so many oil paintings?Why didn't so many messengers investigate such obvious clues?
Danger, unknown, let the messenger stop, no one investigates here, so no one knows what is behind the oil painting.
I think Sun Rui also entered here with the idea of trying his best, so there must be some secrets here.
After saying that, Yang Jian continued to set off.
He was very decisive and speeded up his pace, because he was sure there was no danger on the road, so he didn't need to waste time.
Zhou Ze had no choice but to continue to follow. He was just an errand runner and had no choice.
The two continued along the path.
The fork on the road has obviously become smaller. After walking for a while, Yangjian can no longer see the fork on the road, but a special main road.
At least that's how Yang Jian felt.
Keep walking forward.
Yang Jian's ghost eyes finally saw lights flashing in the distance, and a building appeared and loomed in the dim environment.
Keep approaching.
The lights became more and more obvious, and they were colorful neon lights.
Moreover, the outline of the building gradually appeared, which was a tall building from the Republic of China period.
Is this... Ghost Post Office?Yang Jian was shocked at this moment. He found the source along the main road and it turned out to be the Ghost Post Office.
The ghost post office in oil paintings?
Or.
This is the real ghost post office?
Confused, puzzled, surprised.
Keep up.Yang Jian ran up, and he was very fast, heading straight to the ghost post office at the end of the road.
The closer you get, the clearer the ghost post office is.
Moreover, after looking at the ghost eyes, this ghost post office is exactly the same as the real ghost post office, without any difference.
At this moment, he was a little doubtful whether he was in the real post office or in the post office among oil paintings.
The Red Sister said that the Ghost Post Office is a bureau.
People in the bureau can never solve the ghost post office.
After Yang Jian ran for a while, he stood in front of the gate of the Ghost Post Office.
The lights were on in the ghost post office, and the yellow lights illuminated the hall on the first floor, and there seemed to be people walking around inside.
In a vague way, he seemed to see the old man holding an axe wandering in the first floor lobby.
No, there is actually a ghost post office here?Zhou Ze was also shocked by the scene in front of him.
Yang Jian's face changed: There is someone inside, I can't be sure it's a human, but the old guy holding an axe is in the post office. You'd better be prepared and I'll go in and take a look.
It is impossible to go to this point without taking a look.
He felt that the secret in the post office was here, and that when he entered the ghost post office in the oil painting, he might be able to get a reasonable explanation.
Don't worry, I will admit it if I die here.Zhou Ze took a deep breath and said.
If he doesn't come this time today, he will never discover this secret.
Immediately.
Yang Jian opened the door of the Ghost Post Office, but as soon as he opened the door, an axe slashed towards his forehead.
Come again?
The next moment, his ghost shadow cooperated with the ghost hand and directly grabbed the man's arm and blocked the axe.
really.
The old man was the one who took action, his face turned black and extremely vicious, but he only had one arm left, and the other arm was removed by Yang Jian.
Get out of here.Yang Jian stretched out his leg and kicked the old guy directly, and at the same time he took away his axe.
The old man who lost one arm seemed to have a great degree of terror. He could not face Yang Jian head-on, so he was directly at a disadvantage and was kicked away to the distance.
However, this moment.
However, there was a group of people in this weird post office hall, turning their heads over and staring at Yang Jian.
The gaze was as weird as a ghost, but it also had a special emotion, including warnings, threats, surprises, and numbness...
Yang Jian glanced at the people.
A familiar face emerges in my mind.
These people are all portraits of the characters in the oil paintings... but they are a little strange and have never seen them on the oil paintings on the fifth floor, but they are very old in terms of their clothes and dressing, as if they have been forgotten.
It is completely unimaginable that there is a group of people in the post office here. All of them are sending letters on the fifth floor and leaving the post office, so they leave the portrait and have the possibility of resurrection.
Now if you think about it carefully, the things hidden behind this place are not simple, and the post office seems to be a huge trap.
This is the first time he has entered oil painting.
No, this is a supernatural space, similar to the ghost realm. Oil painting is just a carrier. It can be oil paintings, photos, or anything else, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.Yang Jian said.
He has been exposed to many things like this and has long been used to it.
But it will naturally feel very incredible for those who have just come into contact with it.
Want to chase?Wang Yong asked.
Yang Jian looked at the black door. This door was the only way out to leave the hut. The old man had opened the door and escaped, but he didn't know what was behind the door, because this was the world of oil paintings, just like the ghost paintings, strange and unknown.
If you go deeper rashly, you may be trapped inside and unable to get out.
But the clues of not chasing Sun Rui were cut off again.
But at this time.
Another person got into the oil painting and appeared in the hut.
The person who came in was Zhou Ze. As soon as he came in, he said: I'm not very relieved. Come in and see what the situation is. How is it now?Has that thing been solved?
Run away, leaving only one arm behind.Wang Yong shook his head and pointed to the black door.
Zhou Ze saw the very alternative arm on the ground and became a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was actually a person hidden in the oil painting.
Wang Yong, stay here, watch here, Zhou Ze and I will go out to see it.After Yang Jian finished thinking, he made a decision. He wanted to leave someone to guarantee a way out, and then go to find out the secret of the oil painting.
There are so many oil paintings hanging on the fifth and first floors of the Ghost Post Office. If there is no secret, he will not believe it.
After saying that, he immediately took action.
Wang Yong didn't say anything but nodded, expressing his willingness to stay.
Zhou Ze said: Do you need to make some preparations?
There is no need to prepare, just return when encountering danger, just go to investigate, not to fight hard, why? Are you nervous?Yang Jian said.
Something is a bit.Zhou Ze smiled awkwardly.
Can you not be nervous? You should know that you have entered a painting now and may encounter danger at any time and cannot get out.
Action.
Yang Jian immediately walked to the black door without giving him any more thought and opened it.
It was dim outside with no light, but the vision was normal. You could see some things clearly, but it was not that clear.
He saw a small road, winding, as if connecting to a certain place. This road is very familiar, like a road entering the ghost post office. The only difference is that this road is not connected to the end, but a fork in the middle, as if you can reach another place along the fork.
Yang Jian walked out. He looked back and found that there was no small house behind him. There was only one wall and one door, which was like a cage, located at the end of this fork.
It's weird here.Zhou Ze also looked solemn. He couldn't understand this place, so he could only say something strange.
Yang Jian remained silent and walked along the path.
Soon, a fork appeared in front of him, and the original path turned into two, one left and one right, but it was dim in front of him and there was no way to see anything in the distance.
But at this time, Yang Jian opened his ghost eyes.
The ghost eyes are still usable here, and it is not as hard to open as before when I entered the ghost painting.
Obviously.
The supernatural suppression in this place is not that strong. Although ghost paintings come from the ghost post office, there are definitely not many such oil paintings. If any random painting has the level of ghost paintings, then the messenger of the post office will not live.
After opening the ghost eyes, Yang Jian's gaze looked further away.
He saw the end of a fork, where there were several trees. There seemed to be a strange figure standing in the middle of the tree, and the figure was motionless in one direction.
Is it a scene presented by another oil painting?
Yang Jian said in his heart: In this way, every fork here may be connected to another oil painting. All oil paintings are essentially connected to the same supernatural space, and the oil painting itself only plays the role of opening a window.
But has Sun Rui really entered here?
He expressed doubts in his heart.
Because there are so many dangers here, if Sun Rui enters here, he will definitely find a way to leave here.
No.
wrong.
Yang Jian then frowned again.
Why do I think Sun Rui will leave here after entering?
Sun Rui, like himself, wanted to deal with the ghost post office and solve this ghost place. If he came here, he would definitely have only one idea, that is, to follow the fork in the oil painting, find the source, and understand the truth.
Therefore, I should not be tempted by the forks, but should find a way to avoid all forks and find a real way. Only in this way can I meet Sun Rui on the road.After a brief thought, Yang Jian immediately realized something.
Which path should we take now?I just observed these two roads. They are exactly the same, both in appearance, size, and surrounding environment, and there is no difference. There are no clues such as footprints, shoe prints, etc. on the road.Zhou Ze spoke at this moment.
He observed for a while and came to a conclusion.
And the result is very disappointing because there is no difference between the forks.
Just follow me.
Yang Jian had ghost eyes and could see far away. He saw the end of the fork, so he could avoid making the wrong choice, which is a very big advantage.
Immediately.
He ignored the old forest leading to only a few trees and chose a main road.
Keep moving forward.
The fork appeared again, and the end of the fork was also a strange place, not large in size, and there was also a figure standing there.
Obviously, that is another oil painting.
Yang Jian avoided it and continued to move along the main road.
There are not many forks on the road, and sometimes he even encounters three forks. If the ordinary ghost driver is, he will definitely have chosen the wrong choice, but the ghost eye can see the end of the fork in advance, so he avoids taking detours.
Zhou Ze followed behind and gradually became convinced that Yang Jian in front of him had the ability to distinguish the correct path, otherwise it would not have been so calm along the way.
However, after walking for a long time, Yang Jian stopped again.
Because this road is over.
Yang Jian Ghost Eye saw a small house at the end.
The door of the small house was closed and I couldn't see anything inside. It seemed that there was an invisible supernatural power interfering with it.
Is this cottage the end of the road?Or is this hut just a scene of one of the oil paintings?Yang Jian hesitated at this moment.
The answer in his mind is biased towards the latter.
This main road is also a fork in a certain oil painting.
Therefore, there is no main path.
No matter which way you go, you will encounter something blocking the road.
There is another possibility that the real road is hidden behind a painting, and you can find the right path through one of the paintings to find the source.Yang Jian continued to move forward with this idea.
Zhou Ze, who was on the side, looked not far away, and the surroundings were dim and seriously damaged in sight, but soon he also saw a small house in front of the road.
This is... He looked at Yang Jian with a little hesitation.
Yang Jian ignored it and just came straight to the cottage and opened the door.
But strangely.
The hut was messy, but there was no strange figure. In other words, this oil painting was not an oil painting of characters, but an oil painting of objects.
I remember seeing this painting on the fifth floor.Yang Jian suddenly moved his eyes and saw something in the wooden house.
It was an inconspicuous glass bottle in the corner, with a pale arm soaked in the glass bottle.
It is one of the fragments of the body soaked in a glass bottle, so this painting is the one I found on the fifth floor before.Yang Jian walked into the room. He moved nothing and didn't take it, but just took the glass bottle away.
After he got it, he had three corpse fragments.
There is also one in room 501.
Hold it, don't lose it.Yang Jian handed the glass bottle to Zhou Ze.
OK, OK.
Zhou Ze nodded, and after looking at it, he felt a little cunning, but he still didn't dare to leave it behind, so he just put it in the backpack behind him.
Yang Jian looked in the room again and quickly locked a door.
This is not the door I just came in, but another one.
After he pushed it open, a road appeared behind the door.
The road was winding and twisting, as if it led to an unknown place again.
Moreover, the dimness became aggravated, and Yang Jian's ghost eyes could not see the end.
keep going.He pondered for a moment, didn't want to look back, and continued to choose to go deeper.
We are too far from the previous exit and may not be able to go back.Zhou Ze expressed his concerns.
Yang Jian said: So what can you do when you go back? Do you want to send a letter?That is just a road to death. The road here may be a way to live. I have been thinking before, why did the post office leave so many oil paintings?Why didn't so many messengers investigate such obvious clues?
Danger, unknown, let the messenger stop, no one investigates here, so no one knows what is behind the oil painting.
I think Sun Rui also entered here with the idea of trying his best, so there must be some secrets here.
After saying that, Yang Jian continued to set off.
He was very decisive and speeded up his pace, because he was sure there was no danger on the road, so he didn't need to waste time.
Zhou Ze had no choice but to continue to follow. He was just an errand runner and had no choice.
The two continued along the path.
The fork on the road has obviously become smaller. After walking for a while, Yangjian can no longer see the fork on the road, but a special main road.
At least that's how Yang Jian felt.
Keep walking forward.
Yang Jian's ghost eyes finally saw lights flashing in the distance, and a building appeared and loomed in the dim environment.
Keep approaching.
The lights became more and more obvious, and they were colorful neon lights.
Moreover, the outline of the building gradually appeared, which was a tall building from the Republic of China period.
Is this... Ghost Post Office?Yang Jian was shocked at this moment. He found the source along the main road and it turned out to be the Ghost Post Office.
The ghost post office in oil paintings?
Or.
This is the real ghost post office?
Confused, puzzled, surprised.
Keep up.Yang Jian ran up, and he was very fast, heading straight to the ghost post office at the end of the road.
The closer you get, the clearer the ghost post office is.
Moreover, after looking at the ghost eyes, this ghost post office is exactly the same as the real ghost post office, without any difference.
At this moment, he was a little doubtful whether he was in the real post office or in the post office among oil paintings.
The Red Sister said that the Ghost Post Office is a bureau.
People in the bureau can never solve the ghost post office.
After Yang Jian ran for a while, he stood in front of the gate of the Ghost Post Office.
The lights were on in the ghost post office, and the yellow lights illuminated the hall on the first floor, and there seemed to be people walking around inside.
In a vague way, he seemed to see the old man holding an axe wandering in the first floor lobby.
No, there is actually a ghost post office here?Zhou Ze was also shocked by the scene in front of him.
Yang Jian's face changed: There is someone inside, I can't be sure it's a human, but the old guy holding an axe is in the post office. You'd better be prepared and I'll go in and take a look.
It is impossible to go to this point without taking a look.
He felt that the secret in the post office was here, and that when he entered the ghost post office in the oil painting, he might be able to get a reasonable explanation.
Don't worry, I will admit it if I die here.Zhou Ze took a deep breath and said.
If he doesn't come this time today, he will never discover this secret.
Immediately.
Yang Jian opened the door of the Ghost Post Office, but as soon as he opened the door, an axe slashed towards his forehead.
Come again?
The next moment, his ghost shadow cooperated with the ghost hand and directly grabbed the man's arm and blocked the axe.
really.
The old man was the one who took action, his face turned black and extremely vicious, but he only had one arm left, and the other arm was removed by Yang Jian.
Get out of here.Yang Jian stretched out his leg and kicked the old guy directly, and at the same time he took away his axe.
The old man who lost one arm seemed to have a great degree of terror. He could not face Yang Jian head-on, so he was directly at a disadvantage and was kicked away to the distance.
However, this moment.
However, there was a group of people in this weird post office hall, turning their heads over and staring at Yang Jian.
The gaze was as weird as a ghost, but it also had a special emotion, including warnings, threats, surprises, and numbness...
Yang Jian glanced at the people.
A familiar face emerges in my mind.
These people are all portraits of the characters in the oil paintings... but they are a little strange and have never seen them on the oil paintings on the fifth floor, but they are very old in terms of their clothes and dressing, as if they have been forgotten.
It is completely unimaginable that there is a group of people in the post office here. All of them are sending letters on the fifth floor and leaving the post office, so they leave the portrait and have the possibility of resurrection.
Now if you think about it carefully, the things hidden behind this place are not simple, and the post office seems to be a huge trap.
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