Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 320
After the ghost eyes were opened, Yang Jian's sight went further. He saw a shot of a fork in the road. There were a few trees there. There seemed to be a strange figure standing in the middle of the tree. That figure was motionless in one direction.

This is the scene presented by another oil painting. Every fork here may be connected to another oil painting. The essence of all oil paintings is connected with the same spiritual space. The oil painting itself only plays the role of opening a window.

"Did Sun Rui really enter here? If he entered immediately, he would have chosen to leave." Yang Jian seemed to be muttering to himself, thinking about this question.

"People like Sun Rui are the same as Li Jun. As far as I know, Sun Rui probably won't live long, so his thoughts will be more pure. If he enters here by chance, or discovers some oil paintings Anomaly, after entering here and discovering the secret of the post office, he should want to explore and use his afterglow to dig out the secret buried in the post office." Lu An said.

"It seems that, in a sense, we have the same idea." Yang Jian said.

Yang Jian could hear the emotion in Lu An's tone. Li Jun, Tong Qian, and Sun Rui are all self-sacrificing heroes. They can give up their lives to protect ordinary people, and they can decisively sacrifice themselves when solving supernatural events.

There is also that strange old Li from the post office, who made himself look like a ghost, and spent decades in room 502.

"These forks in the road are oil painting scenes one after another. Only by going straight forward can we find the real secret, so Sun Rui may also be there." Yang Jian quickly had his own judgment in his heart.

"I'll lead the way." Yang Jian walked in front of the path.

Naturally, Lu An had no reason to refuse. He didn't open Huangquan himself, and he couldn't even see the scenery that should have appeared at the fork in the road, and his visibility was extremely low.

Yang Jian directly ignored the road leading to the old forest with only a few trees, and chose the main road.

keep going.The fork appeared again, and the end of this fork was also a strange place with a small area, and there was also a figure standing there, which was obviously another oil painting.

After avoiding it, Yang Jian continued to walk along the main road. There were quite a few side roads on the road. Sometimes he even encountered three side roads. If the general ghost master had definitely chosen the wrong road, but ghost eyes could see it in advance. The end of the fork, so avoid detours.

Lu An felt more and more at ease walking behind. This is the benefit of ghost eyes. If it were someone else, he might have already taken the wrong path and was killed by the ghost hiding there.

After the two walked a long way, Yang Jian stopped, because the road came to an end, and the ghost saw a hut at the end of the path.

The door of the hut was closed tightly, and it was impossible to see what was inside, as if there was an invisible spiritual force interfering.

Yang Jian and Lu An were very confident in their own strength, they came straight to the hut and opened the door.

It was a little strange that the cabin was in a mess, and the two quickly thought of where they were. This was the oil painting with the third glass bottle of human body, and the glass bottle of human body in this oil painting was in Lu An at this time. Lying quietly in the ghost domain space.

The two looked at the layout of the room. There was a murderous intent in this painting. Lu An asked the black ghost in the oil painting to bring him the glass bottle of human body.

This is not the door you just came in, but another one. After pushing it open, a road appeared behind the door.

The road twisted and twisted, and it seemed to lead to an unknown place again, and the darkness increased, and Yang Jian's ghost eyes couldn't see the end.

Both of them are very confident in their own strength, the paint that Lu An needs is close at hand, and Yang Jian wants to find out the truth about this place.

Both of them quickened their pace, and there was no danger on the road, so there was no need to waste time.

Continuing to advance along the small road, the fork on the road became smaller obviously. After walking for a while, Yang Jian could no longer see the fork, but a special main road.

Yang Jian's ghost eyes finally saw lights flickering in the distance, and a building loomed in the dim environment.

As it continued to approach, the light became more and more obvious, it was colorful neon lights.And the outline of the building gradually appeared. It was a tall building from the Republic of China period.

Although the vision around him was blurred, under the flashing neon lights, Lu An could clearly see the buildings in front of him.

"Is this a ghost post office?" Yang Jian's face was full of surprise at this moment.

"This is the ghost post office in the oil painting." Lu An said.

The closer the two get, the clearer the ghost post office becomes.

Under Yang Jian's ghostly eyes, this ghost post office is exactly the same as the real ghost post office, without any difference.

Yang Jian couldn't help recalling that Sister Hong said, "The ghost post office is a bureau, and those who are in the bureau will never be able to solve the ghost post office."

After walking for a while, the two stood in front of the gate of the ghost post office.

The ghost post office was lit, and the yellow light illuminated the lobby on the first floor, and there seemed to be people walking around.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the old man with the ax wandering in the lobby on the first floor.

Under the gaze of Yang Jian's ghostly eyes, the old man still had two obvious wounds on his legs, which were the marks left by the ax in the old man's hand.

It seems that the ax does not have the ability to dismember supernatural beings, otherwise the old man would not recover.

Immediately, the two opened the door of the ghost post office, and just as the door opened, an ax fell towards Yang Jian's forehead.

A bone razor appeared in Lu An's hand at some point, and he slashed at the old man's arm holding the axe.

Cutting at close range is another way to use the bone razor, but it is usually a relatively tasteless method.

Especially when facing a ghost with a high level of terror, getting close to it is simply courting death, and the possibility of triggering the terrifying law of ghost killing is very high.

The next moment, the old man's arm was cut off directly, and Lu An also felt that the spiritual power in his body was passing away rapidly, but.completely within the acceptable range

At this time, the ghost shadow covered Yang Jian. The old man who lost his ax was like a toothless tiger. Soon his body was affected by the ghost shadow's supernatural power, and the only remaining arm was also removed.

Yang Jian stretched out his legs and kicked the old thing directly. The old man who lost an arm seemed to be less frightening. He couldn't confront Yang Jian head-on.

Lu An obtained the ax from the old man's hand, and weighed it in his hand. It was indeed extremely heavy. The ax was not real, but a drawn object.

However, at this moment, a strange scene happened. A group of people seemed to appear out of thin air, staring at Yang Jian and Lu An.

Their eyes are as weird as ghosts, but they also carry some special emotions, such as warning, threat, surprise, numbness and so on.

These people are very familiar faces, all of them are the portraits of the characters in the oil paintings, but some are very strange, and they have not seen them in the oil paintings on the fifth floor, but they look very old in their clothes, as if they were painted by someone. Generally forgotten.

It is completely unimaginable that there are such a group of people in the post office here. These people are all sent from the post office on the fifth floor, so they leave portraits and have the possibility of resurrection.

There seemed to be a stalemate between the two parties, which was quickly broken.

(End of this chapter)