Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 1047 Another Yang Jian

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After leaving the ghostly old forest, Yang Jian continued to move forward.

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According to his inference, Sun Rui cannot go too far, because his ability and physical condition do not allow it.

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So Yang Jian was not worried that he would get lost in it.

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Continuing along this winding road, they soon encountered a fork, which was one left and one right, and they did not know which oil painting was connected to each.

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"There is a fork in the road, and there are no traces left on the ground. It is impossible to tell which way that Sun Rui went." Zhang Xianguang said: "Now we can either look for them separately, or choose a fork at will."

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Yang Jian didn't speak, he looked at the left and right side roads with ghost eyes, and soon, the scene at the end of the fork road appeared in front of him.

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The scene on the left is very strange. There are large vats on the ground. Each of the outlines is filled with dyes of different colors, including black, red, green... It looks very strange, but it is not Seeing the traces of ghosts, I don't know if the oil paintings represent object paintings or ghost paintings.

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The scene on the right is much more normal. It is a small garden. The flowers in the garden are blooming, but it doesn't look like it is real. Although the figure is a little unclear, it can be judged that it should be the image of a woman.

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"There is no need to separate. This is no longer the territory of your dead souls, but the territory of the Specter. If you separate, everyone will be in danger, and you are no exception." Yang Jian said.

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Now it is basically equivalent to facing a supernatural event. It is a taboo to act separately. He will not do such a stupid thing.

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Yang Xiao has been silent and did not speak. He seemed to be observing Yang Jian's ability to do things. At this moment, he just nodded slightly, agreeing with his idea.

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"Go left." Yang Jian said, taking the first step forward.

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Once he made a decision, no one objected, and everyone immediately set off to the left and continued to move forward.

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"The road has a half probability of being wrong."

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On the way, Zhang Xianguang suddenly said to Yang Xiao: "If you choose the wrong one, you need to take risks. Is the person you're waiting for a little bit reckless? He can bring that painting and guide the Ghost Post Office to a completely different path. Is it?"

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Yang Xiao glanced at it and said, "Is right and wrong important? That's a mediocre idea. No one does not make mistakes all their lives, and no one knows the outcome of things from the very beginning. Decisiveness is the most important thing, since no matter which one. The path may be wrong, so why should someone else choose it? Why not choose it yourself?"

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"He is a leader, not a follower."

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Zhang Xianguang said, "It seems that you have high expectations for him."

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Yang Xiao replied: "I just want to prove one thing and wait for a result. What I can do has already been done. If he can enter the ghost post office, it means that I am already dead outside, and my existence It has lost its meaning, now it's up to him."

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The eyes of the two of them stayed on Yang Jian in front of him again.

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As we continued to move forward, the end of the fork was soon reached. Like what Ghost Eye observed before, this is an open space, which is relatively spacious. There are large water tanks on the open space, but the water tanks are not filled with water, but There are various dyes, these dyes are colorful and quirky.

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The red dye vat is filled with viscous dye like blood, but the black dye vat exudes a corpse stench. I don't know what is soaked in it. The green dye vat looks like something is moldy. There is a very The strong musty smell, and the dyes in other water tanks are also strange, not the colors in reality can be adjusted.

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Yang Jian took a look near a water tank. His ghost eyes couldn't penetrate the dye to see the scene in the water tank.

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"This seems to be the source of the dyes for oil paintings." Yang Xiao observed it for a while and immediately came to a conclusion.

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This conclusion is surprising.

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But after looking at it carefully, it is really possible.

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The color of the dyes here is indeed the same as the color on the oil painting, especially the viscous red that is as thick as blood. This color is extraordinarily coquettish, and there is no way for a living person to concoct it. Only some kind of supernatural can form this bright color. Desperate scarlet.

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"I've never been here before." Zhang Xianguang said, "This fork should not have existed before, but it just appeared recently, and it is very strange that there is no exit to the outside world."

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Judging by normal circumstances, a strange place corresponds to an oil painting.

An oil painting means an exit.

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But there is no exit here, but there are these weird dye vats.

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"If there is no export, it can only explain one point. These dye vats are not painted, but real objects that exist in oil paintings," Yang Xiao said.

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"No one has found out for so many years, why does it suddenly appear here now." Zhang Xianguang said.

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Yang Xiaodao: "Who knows, maybe there was an arrangement, maybe someone deliberately laid it out, but this issue can be put aside for a while, if this is really the dye of ghost paintings, then these dyes are combined with some supernatural puzzle. , maybe you can master the method of making oil paintings.”

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"Yang Jian, do you know how to paint oil paintings?"

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Yang Jian withdrew his gaze from the dye vat: "I understand a little bit."

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He has the memories of many people in his mind, including the memories of more than a dozen oil painting teachers in the Academy of Fine Arts. It is not difficult to master oil painting skills.

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"A simple supernatural painting is not enough to imprison the ghosts here, and it is not enough to allow so many dead souls to exist, so if you want to complete an oil painting alone, it is not something normal people can do, unless you contact the source of the oil painting. Everything." Zhang Xianguang said.

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"This is a clue that should be firmly grasped." Yang Xiao said.

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Once you have mastered the production of oil paintings, you can imagine what it means.

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Yang Jian did not continue to discuss this topic. He did not have the ambition of Yang Xiao. He wanted to master the production of oil paintings. Now he only does one thing and that is to find Sun Rui.

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After a few laps around the dye vats, he finally stopped in front of the weirdest red dye vat.

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The red dye can no longer tell whether it is blood or dye. Yang Jian approached the dye vat and immediately reflected his figure. However, when he moved slightly, he found that Yang Jian in the red dye vat was Still standing there, not moving, as if his reflection had been left in the dye vat forever.

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Immediately, Yang Jian's face changed suddenly, and he immediately shouted, "Everyone back away and stay away from the dye vat."

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As soon as these words came out, Zhou Ze was frightened and hurried back, not daring to approach, that Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao also stopped.

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"What's the matter?" Yang Xiao asked calmly.

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But the next moment.

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Ripples appeared in the red dye vat, and then a person slowly stood up from the water vat.

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With the sound of the viscous dye in the dark, a strange head surfaced out of the water, slowly sticking out of the water tank.

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The person who was covered in blood and came out of the water tank turned out to be exactly the same as Yang Jian, except that this person was red and covered in blood, which was very strange.

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"This is... you?" Several others were stunned when they saw this scene.

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But something even more frightening appeared.

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Not only was the ghost standing up from the dye vat exactly the same as Yang Jian, but at this moment, the ghost's forehead was cracked with a ferocious hole~www.readwn.com~ A scarlet eye rolled, peeping at everything around him strangely.

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Ghost eyes?

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Do not.

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Not only that, then the water tank was soaking noodles again, and the red dye was flowing out, and soon dyed the surrounding area red, but the dye that dyed the red ground did not continue to spread, but slowly accumulated. When you get up, it looks like you are about to stand up.

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No, it's not like, but the red dye really stood up, forming a red and tall shadow that appeared behind the ghost.

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"What a joke." Yang Jian subconsciously took a few steps back.

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Is the ghost imitating him?

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Not only can you imitate ghost eyes, but also ghost shadows? No, not only ghost eyes, ghost shadows, but one of the ghost's hands is particularly bright red. Although the color is wrong, it should be ghost hands.

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The real ghost turned into Yang Jian himself.

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next moment.

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The ghost in the dye vat turned over and jumped out. It was staring at Yang Jian, and it was also looking at Zhou Ze, Yang Xiao, and Zhang Xianguang, but the ghost was still scarlet, like blood gathered, full of An inexplicable evil.

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Make up for the change tomorrow, go to bed early today.

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(End of this chapter)

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