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Chapter 1154 How long do you plan to pretend (please subscribe, ask for collection, ask for monthly pass, ask for recommendation ticket)

Hearing this, Su Yuan didn't say anything, but said calmly: "I want to meet Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting."

"It's okay." Sun Rui nodded.

He Yin'er said: "Since the situation here has stabilized, it's time to track down the murderer. He came to Dahan City not long ago, so he must still be around here, and we will soon catch up with him. "

Su Yuan looked back at He Yin'er all night: "I need you to teach me how to do things?"

"you!!!"

He Yin'er was suddenly out of breath, and his face quickly darkened.

This guy Su Yuan is too arrogant, he is the captain of the headquarters after all, he doesn't even give any face in front of so many captains, he really doesn't take her seriously.

Seeing that the two are about to cause conflicts again.

Yang Jian said slowly: "Su Yuan's approach is right. If we don't understand what Zhang Xianguang wants to do, we can't stop him. He can always be one step ahead of us."

"That's right, I have to chat with Zhang Xianguang in the past, maybe I can find out what he wants to do, so that I can lead him and block him, otherwise I will keep chasing after him, and it will be easy to do useless work again."

Liu San walked over, he was naturally happy to see He Yin'er deflated, after all the two of them didn't get along.

However, it's not easy to show it too clearly in this situation, so he explained: "Your impatience is not acceptable. If the opponent takes advantage of this and prepares for it, we will easily suffer losses when we go forward."

He Yin'er frowned, as if he didn't expect so many people to speak for Su Yuan.

"Continue to drag on, the other party probably has long since disappeared."

"Since you've already come, you don't care about the moment, just listen to what Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting has to say." Wei Jing said with a numb face.

"Since you all said that, then I take back the suggestion just now." He Yin'er did not argue and chose to give in.

soon.

An oil painting was taken by Sun Rui.

This oil painting is very large. In the painting is a rather gentle man in his mid-thirties, wearing a Chinese tunic suit.

Su Yuan didn't hesitate, and immediately walked towards the oil painting, and Yang Jian did the same, the two of them were familiar with it.

As soon as I came into contact with oil painting, my body was submerged in it, and I became a person in the oil painting.

"This thing is similar to a ghost painting." Li Jun looked at it.

"Let's go in and have a look too." Liu San was curious, wanting to follow the past to find out.

Others also wanted to see who this Zhang Xianguang was, and followed Yang Jian and Su Yuan into the oil painting.

Inside the oil painting is another weird fifth-floor building.

This is the ghost post office in the oil painting.

"Is Yang Jian here?"

"And brought so many people?"

The arrival of several people immediately attracted the attention of many people in the oil painting.

These are not living people, they are all messengers from the fifth floor. After they delivered the last letter, all their memories of that time have been preserved. They even have supernatural powers, but they can't reach the level of life.

"I'm here to find Zhang Xianguang."

Su Yuan cut to the chase and said directly.

"He's here." Several people in the oil paintings pointed not far away.

Zhang Xianguang was standing there, and he looked here with some curiosity.

Seeing him, Yang Jian strode over: "In reality, you caused a lot of trouble outside, not only brought the ghost painting, but also snatched He Yuelian, and killed a person in charge. I want to ask You, do you really not know what he wants to do?"

"Good guy, Zhang Xianguang, you can really make a fuss. Killing the person in charge of the city, is this a rebellion?"

An older man looked at him in surprise.

"No wonder you have not disappeared. It turns out that you have always been alive outside. I really admire it." Someone exclaimed.

"It's nothing but trouble for younger generations, Zhang Xianguang, it's better for you to die sooner." Someone also snorted coldly, expressing their dissatisfaction.

"That's the problem again."

Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting sighed and said: "I have already answered last time, everything about me stayed at the moment when he left the ghost post office. I really don't know what he went through and what he wanted to do after that. I really want to cooperate with you, but what I can do is really limited, after all, time can change people, right?"

"Yang Xiao, what do you think?" Yang Jian looked at another person.

Immediately.

Another person came out from the corner, this person was seven or eight points similar to Yang Jian, at first glance they thought they were the same person.

"Yang Jian? No, it's not him, it's just similar." Liu San was surprised.

"Yang Xiao? This should be a pseudonym. His real identity should be Yang Jian's father."

Lu Zhiwen said: "In the files, Yang Jian's father is Yang Xiaotian and his mother is Zhang Fen. His ancestral home is Dachang City, Yang Town, and Meishan Village. However, Yang Jian's father has been dead for more than ten years. The cause of death was a car accident. Yang Jian here Xiao should be a psychic copy left by his father before his death, just like Zhang Xianguang."

"I see."

The others were stunned and surprised at the same time.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian's father was also a ghost master before, and he was also involved in supernatural events.

"Why do you think I know something?" Yang Xiao asked.

Yang Jian said: "Intuition."

"Intuition? Well, based on what I know about him, if he wants to do a big thing, he will definitely go to the place where the nightmare started. This is not only a firm determination, but also a severance of the past." Yang Xiao said slowly. .

"No matter what Zhang Xianguang wants to do, I guess he will start from Shuangqiao Town."

"Shuangqiao Town? Your hometown?" Yang Jian looked at Zhang Xianguang again.

Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting nodded: "Indeed, that is my hometown, but I have never mentioned it here, Yang Xiao, how do you know?"

Yang Xiao just said: "Talking in sleep is a bad habit."

"I see, has your supernatural power ever interfered with me?"

Zhang Xianguang smiled wryly and said: "There is an abandoned private school in Shuangqiao Town. I don't know if it is still there. You can go there and have a look. I have studied there before, and maybe I can help you a little."

Yang Jian took a deep look at him: "I hope you can really cooperate with us instead of hiding it intentionally."

"I'm not hiding anything." Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting said seriously.

"Let's go to Shuangqiao Town now and intercept him," Li Jun said.

Yang Jian nodded, stopped procrastinating, and immediately turned around to leave.

But suddenly, he remembered that Su Yuan had told him that Zhang Xianguang had actually been hiding in the ghost post office all along.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but subconsciously look at Su Yuan.

Sure enough, Yang Jian saw that Su Yuan was looking at Zhang Xianguang with mockery in his eyes.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and a bold guess appeared in his heart.

At this moment, Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting is still reminding: "I used to know some ghost masters. If you are going to deal with him, be careful that there are some very powerful helpers around him. I'm not sure if those people can survive." Until now, but a few of you have to be especially careful, they are..."

"Okay, stop pretending, how long are you going to pretend?"

(End of this chapter)