I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

Chapter 155 Zhang Ya? ! (4K)

"Ask the paper man to continue walking upstairs and see if you can bump into the ghost."

Tang Long ordered: "Let's go in first."

The dark, cold stairwell is filled with the smell of decay and corpses. This is a smell that makes ghost masters involuntarily alert when they smell it.

"When we got to the second floor, we didn't encounter the ghost on the stairs. Should we investigate first or continue walking?"

Tang Long remembered that the second floor was safe without ghosts, the third floor was the door-blocking ghost that was later controlled by Li Yang, and the fourth floor was where the ghost painting itself was.

"Send more paper men up. This paper man is responsible for the stairs, while the others will explore the second and third floors."

"I know." Liu San nodded, and a few more paper figures walked out of the darkness and walked upstairs.

"Crench--!"

At this time, everyone also heard the sound coming from the wooden stairs, and it seemed that the ghost was coming downstairs.

Soon, Liu San sent information: "Everything is normal on the second floor, there are no ghosts and no paintings."

"continue."

"There are corpses on the third floor, more than a dozen of them, large and small, with different degrees of decay." Liu San concluded, "I saw the golden pistol. It should be the foreign ghost control team that was wiped out here one after another."

"So Gui Hua is on the third floor?" Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, "Only Gui Hua can trap an entire team of ghost masters on the first floor and kill them. If they were killed by other ghosts, The ghost masters should be running around and dying on different floors."

"That makes sense." Wei Jing agreed, "And the ghost on the stairs is most likely caused by the resurgence of ghosts in the bodies of these ghost masters. There should be more than one ghost in this building, it is extremely dangerous."

According to the original plot, the ghost painting is on the fourth floor, but Tang Long knew what his teammates were worried about and also knew that there was a ghost on the third floor.

"Then let's go to the third floor first. Liu San, your paper man will continue upward."

"understood."

Everyone just walked up the stairs when suddenly Liu San said: "My paper man was killed."

"Which one?" Tang Long asked immediately.

"Two were killed. One was a paper man on the stairs. He died on the stairs leading to the fourth floor from the third floor. The other was a room on the third floor."

"The paper man on the stairs only heard heavy footsteps, but saw nothing. Then he suddenly felt dizzy, his consciousness completely disappeared, and he lost contact."

"As for the one in the room on the third floor, he saw a figure sitting on the sofa after entering the door, and then lost contact."

"Well, the paper man on the third floor was probably just blocked in the room by the door blocking ghost, while the paper man on the stairs was killed by the stair ghost's fatal footsteps curse."

Tang Long made a judgment in an instant and moved his eyes twice: "Go upstairs, go to the third floor first!"

The narrow stairs could only accommodate one person. It would be very bad to be attacked by a ghost here. Therefore, Tang Long put away the other ghosts and only used Zhang Youhong to clear the way. Luo Wensong released the ghost domain to cover everyone.

All the way to the third floor, I found that the footsteps were still above my head. It seemed that the Staircase Ghost was indeed on the stairs between the third and fourth floors.

"Send the paper man to search other rooms, and you take us to the room where the first paper man lost contact."

Liu San led everyone around the corner and pointed to the closed room in front of him: "That's right here."

"Boom, boom, boom."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Luo had already started to release the knocking curse. After knocking for several rounds, he started to push the door open with the supernatural power of the door-opening ghost.

"Squeak, squeak—!"

After all, the door-blocker couldn't compete with Lao Luo who found the puzzle. As the door was suddenly pushed open, the arm leaning on the sofa hung down and became motionless.

After being exposed to the fatal curse of S-class ghosts continuously, it temporarily entered a stagnant state, and it would take at least a few hours for it to recover.

"It turns out it was just isolated." Liu San seemed very happy to have found a paper man. Every paper man was a life to him. Of course, the more lives, the better.

"The ghosts on the stairs are quiet for the time being. Let's take the opportunity to check the entire third floor. It's best to find ghost paintings. If you can't find them, don't miss the ghosts, so as not to be attacked by these guys from below when you are upstairs."

After getting rid of the ghost blocking the door, Tang Long continued to issue instructions. Everyone walked around the third floor, but did not see other ghosts. It seemed that after all, the ghost painting was hiding on the fourth floor like the original work.

After all, it is a painting and cannot be moved, so it should be the one that best matches the original.

"This is trouble." Yang Jian frowned, "The worst result may be that those ghosts and ghost paintings are crowded on the same floor. What we have to face is a whole wave of ghosts."

"How many ghosts have to be imprisoned." Wei Jing said coldly, "Continue going upstairs."

"First deal with the ghost on the stairs." Tang Long said solemnly, "The ghost realm of the knocker ghost has not been completely eroded, so use it to capture the ghost on the stairs."

In the original work, Yang Jian couldn't see the Stairway Ghost because the ghost eyes were suppressed and couldn't expand the ghost realm, but Lao Luo could still do it. Although it had been eroded by many parties and couldn't last long, he could finally shine.

Zhang Youhong walked upstairs in high heels. She could clearly hear the footsteps getting closer and closer upstairs. When the footsteps crossed her, the cheongsam on her body bulged up, as if she had been attacked.

"Lao Luo, it's now!"

"Om-!"

Luo Wensong's ghost realm suddenly expanded to its maximum size like a flashback, but it was only a few steps away. Under the reflection of his ghost realm, a fierce ghost with extraordinarily fat and thick legs appeared and disappeared.

"Sure enough, it's the same as Ghost Hand, even stronger than Ghost Hand." Ghost Hand can only appear in the ghost realm of the third level of ghost eyes, and this staircase ghost is still in Lao Luo's equivalent of six levels of ghost eyes. Hide and appear.

Of course, there are also reasons why Lao Luo's ghost domain is about to be completely suppressed.

But this little time was enough. The coffin nail suddenly shot out and hit the stair ghost's body straight.

"Bam—!"

There was a heavy sound of falling to the ground. Even with the curse of death, the Stairway Ghost could not withstand the nails in the coffin. He was suppressed on the spot and fell down the stairs.

“This small space is really depressing.”

Everyone was relieved until Lao Luo lifted the Staircase Ghost's body down. Then Liu San's paper man was responsible for imprisoning it, so that even if it could attack people the moment the coffin nails were pulled out, it could only attack the paper man.

And the Stair Ghost can't actually attack, because it has to make footsteps to curse, and it can't make footsteps when both feet are in body bags.

"Finally we've solved this thing." Liu San pursed his lips, "I'll send two paper figures down."

"Okay, don't worry about the door-blocker for now. If he can't wake up, send this thing to Li Jun." Tang Long pointed upstairs, "Continue to explore the road."

"understand."

Liu San seemed to be very cooperative. Although he broke some paper figures along the way, Tang Long still kept his word. He only needed him to do simple tasks such as pathfinding, transportation, and guarding. He was the easiest one in the team. .

Although you will still have to fight hard when you see Gui Hua later, if his true body does not come in, even if the group is destroyed, he will not be able to destroy himself. It is still a better situation than others.

Three paper figures were exploring upstairs, and Liu San slowly said: "There are gold bullet casings on the fourth floor. Someone fired a gun here, and there are also things like broken fingernails."

"If my guess is correct, that team is the ghost painting that was encountered on the fourth floor. After the confrontation, they were no longer opponents, so they were forced to flee to the third floor. As a result, they were trapped here and the team was eventually destroyed."

"Find the specific location of the ghost painting." Tang Long focused his gaze and immediately gave the order, "Send a few more paper figures. It's time to fight hard."

"I see."

Liu San closed his eyes, and ten paper figures walked out from behind him. Counting those on the fourth floor, there were thirteen in total.

In the original work, he fought to death He Yin'er's grandfather, the previous generation of soul summoners, and only used ten paper figures. Although it was mainly because the other party did not use soul summons, it was still a considerable force.Soon, he found the room where the terror was sealed.

"Clap--!"

The moment he opened the door, Liu San's expression changed. It seemed that he had hit something behind the room when he opened the door, causing the picture frame or something to fall to the ground.

But after experiencing the baptism of ghost paintings, how could he not know what they were.

"This is it!" Making a judgment in his mind, Liu San no longer hesitated and opened the door completely. After all, this was just a paper man. If he died, he would die.

The next second, the sight in front of him completely shocked him.

Paintings, a whole room of paintings, not only covering the walls, but even the ceiling. The sizes of these paintings are different, and the content of the paintings is also different. The only thing is that all the paintings are dark and depressing. No matter what the context is.

Because in those backgrounds, paper dust is constantly falling.

"So many...are they derivative ghost paintings?" Liu San was stunned. He recalled that Tang Long said that each ghost painting claimed to be a world, and he couldn't help but feel horrified.

I'm afraid what Tang Long said, that if there are no restrictions, ghost paintings can cover the whole world, may really become a reality.

The next second, a supernatural attack came, and the paper man was instantly decomposed and turned into countless paper ash.

"found it!"

Ten seconds later, Liu San on the third floor opened his eyes: "I found the ghost painting on the fourth floor!"

"Have you been attacked? What was the method of attack?" Yang Jian immediately asked.

"There was an attack, but the type of attack cannot be explained." Liu San shook his head, "Because the attack was too fast and violent, the paper man lost contact in an instant, and it was impossible to detect what kind of attack it was."

At the same time, he also understood why Tang Long didn't need to fight all by himself, because he was vaguely restrained by Ghost Painting.

Given the horror of the ghost paintings, it would be too easy to turn the paper figures into paper ashes...

"Let's go."

Tang Long took a deep breath: "Everything Liu San can do has been done. Next, it depends on us."

"I'm ready." Wei Jing immediately stood up impatiently, seemingly wanting to try out his new abilities.

"Then I won't hide it anymore." Upon seeing this, Yang Jian returned to his ferocious appearance with three faces and five arms. Although he was still a little far behind Nezha, at least he had a strong aura.

As for Tang Long, his four fierce ghosts have already been in place.

"By the way, let me use this first." Tang Long took out the ghost rope from the bone bracelet and handed it to Wei Jing, "It's just a temporary loan. Remember to return it to me when the time comes."

"I know, thank you." Wei Ding nodded, reached out to take the old straw rope, and hung it around his waist.

A group of people lined up to go upstairs warily, but they were not attacked on the stairs because they had not seen ghost paintings yet and the ghosts on the stairs had been ruled out in advance.

Walking up to the fourth floor, I found that the remaining paper figures were lined up blocking the stairs. They could be used to guide the way and act as a line of defense to prevent teammates from being attacked as soon as they showed up.

"Lead the way ahead."

At this point, Tang Long didn't say anything more. Any talk of boosting morale and formulating plans was bullshit. It was time to risk his life.

Zhang Youhong took the lead and followed Liu San to the place where the ghost paintings were hung. They were so far away that everyone saw what was going on in the house.

"So many ghost paintings?" Yang Jian's expression changed slightly, "Is the true body hidden among the countless derivative ghost paintings?"

"There should be some real ghosts." Wei Jing said in a hoarse voice, "More than a dozen of those ghost masters were killed, and we only managed to eliminate two ghosts."

"What are we going to do?" Liu San looked directly at Tang Long.

"Carry out a long-distance probing attack first, don't make contact." Tang Long shrugged, "Xiao Yang, it's up to you."

"I understand."

Yang Jian calmed down, and his two faces, one on the left and the other on the right, cried and laughed at the same time, superimposed in the narrow corridor.

"Boom, boom, boom."

At the same time, Luo Wensong also walked to the door and began to knock on the door dully. In an instant, several murderous curses began to attack the portraits in the room.

"Pa-pat-pat--!"

Pictures began to fall from the walls and ceiling one after another. Those ghost paintings with relatively low supernatural power, or that were just derivatives, began to be unable to withstand such attacks.

"Liu San, be careful around you."

"understood."

Liu San didn't have any long-range attack methods. He just distributed these dozen paper figures around. If a supernatural attack came, the paper figures would suffer first.

As the saying goes, a hero can only show his true colors when the sea is changing. Under the continuous attack of the curse, a portrait, like a firefly in the dark night, shines in front of everyone's eyes.

A painting that occupies a relatively large area was displayed. The background of the painting was countless high-rise buildings covered with paper dust, but what was really depicted was a building.

An old seven-story residential building.

The building where Tang Long and others entered.

And in that painting, a woman wearing bright red clothes, whose face could not be seen clearly, but with only a pair of hands as white as jade, was standing in front of the building.

"The ghost that originated from that painting is actually standing at the door of the building?" Everyone was shocked.

What is even more terrifying is that the screen is constantly changing. At this time, the female ghost in red who is facing everyone outside the screen slowly turns around and walks into the corridor.

It wasn't that they blocked the ghost painting in the room, but that the source ghost blocked them on the fourth floor.

But before going upstairs, Tang Long had already checked with Lao Luo's ghost domain, and there were no ghosts around.

Unless the source ghost is the same as the wishing ghost, it is an idealistic concept that will only truly appear when it is shown in the ghost painting.

"Be careful behind you!"

Just as Tang Long's warning words came out, endless black hair, almost like a tidal wave, suddenly surged from the stairs and went straight to his chest.

Liu San's paper man wanted to be a shield, but as soon as it touched the black hair, it turned into a puddle of paper dust.

"Clap--!"

The ghost jade on Tang Long's chest shattered. If it weren't for this thing, he would have been killed.

But then, more hairs were like a scourge of wild pythons, sweeping across the entire fourth floor crazily, attacking everything around them indiscriminately.

"Damn it, this scene didn't even exist in the original work!"

Tang Long gritted his teeth, but suddenly a ridiculous idea came to his mind.

The way this violent black-haired man attacks doesn't look like the original ghost in the mysterious world of recovery, but like the heroine in the adventure house.

The source of ghost paintings is...

Zhang Ya? !
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