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The painting depicts an ancient woman in a costume and singing. （hua.）

"What's going on? What a sudden change! ”

Wang Sanpang obviously encountered this situation for the first time, and shrank behind me in fright, I glanced at this guy with some disdain, since you are so timid, you should have quit a long time ago.

Didn't I see you both? The first time I saw the two of you, I knew that you two were not ordinary Taoist priests, and I saw that the two of them were full of heaven and earth, and they looked like starry eyebrows and sword eyes, which was a chivalrous laugh in ancient times, just like that Qiao Feng Guo Jing or something.

This Wang Sanfat was blown to the sky for me and Chen Xin, and in the end, this guy showed his purpose.

After that, I'll mess with the two of you, and the two of you laugh and won't leave your little brother when you're in danger, right?

The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, feeling that this Wang Sanfat is also a slut, wait for you to follow my footsteps, this forest is weirdly tight, I don't know what is there.

After that, I took a deep breath, and walked into the forest, the white bones all over the ground, and the sound of crunching when I stepped on my feet was unusually permeating.

After walking a few meters away, I didn't notice anything wrong, and when I was about to approach the edge of the forest, a gust of wind suddenly set off behind me, and the chill hit my bones, and my pores tightened.

There was a deep voice in my ears, laughter, crying, screaming, and whispering to myself, as if there were many more people around me in an instant.

The souls hidden in the black race let out bursts of mourning, and the desolate atmosphere quietly spread through the forest, and it felt like a tape recorder playing an unusually sad music endlessly, indescribably infiltrating.

The sudden sound of sorrow slowed our footsteps slightly, and when I wanted to take a step again, something terrible happened, just now we were about to walk to the edge of the forest, but now we clearly retreated back to the same place, in front of us is still the white bones, the ancient drama on the tree hanging paintings slowly swaying with the yin wind.

The painting swayed out of a strange arc next to each other, and slowly I saw that the play in the painting was actually moving, a pair of phoenix eyes blinked gently, fluttering out of the painting, just quietly suspended in the middle of the forest, using the void as a stage, slowly waving and singing.

Isn't it that the woman who buys food is not reasonable?

If it's not for sister friendship, how can you get to this day?

Didn't my brother have an outside route to throw me away?

There is only one way to get married to your town.

The voice of the drama in the painting will be male and female, the tone is suddenly rapid and slow, undulating constantly, each tone seems to be full of endless sadness, meandering and long tunes, singing to the back, more and more sad, as if the thousands of souls are roaring and screaming in unison, and it is like countless souls whispering to themselves in your ears and eyes to tell the sorrow.

Woowoo......

Just when I was about to be overwhelmed by this sad tone, a choked sound suddenly sounded in my ears, I turned my head to look, and found that Wang Sanpang actually raised his hand to wipe his tears, crying was sad.

Feed! Dead fatty!

I shouted several times in a row, the guy didn't react, I turned my head to look at the scene in the middle of the forest, now I don't have to think about it to know, this is a ghost in the painting, Wang Sanpang was fascinated by this ghost.

"Do it, kill the ghost in the painting, and we can get out!"

I roared angrily, pulled out the seven-star sword with a swish, and rushed towards the female ghost with my legs, Chen Xin also roared and followed, we had just taken the first step, and the sad tone of the female ghost's mouth suddenly changed.

What the slave family sings is the sword mountain and sea of fire, the thunder and splitting that day, and the boiling oil pot, the officials dare to enjoy it!

The ethereal and enchanting voice echoed in our ears, and the scene in front of me suddenly changed, and my right foot had just been lifted, and before it fell, the ground under my feet suddenly collapsed, followed by a hot magma jet up, this guy scared me, and subconsciously retreated.

As soon as I retreated, there was a gurgling sound behind me, and suddenly a cliff behind me turned into a large iron pot with boiling hot oil in it.

Giggles, the official asked the slave family to give you wide clothes, and wash it in this oil pot!

Suddenly there was an eerie sound behind me, and a pair of cold and piercing palms slowly reached through the collar of my shirt, gently caressing my skin, and my hairs stood upside down.

Bold and wicked! Put away your tricks!

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I roared angrily, turned around suddenly, and the seven-star sword in my hand swept out behind me, the terrifying sword qi exploded, and the void became slightly distorted, and I only saw a black shadow behind me fleeing.

Next second!

The knives were shooting at me, it was an illusion! I kept muttering in my heart, closed my eyes, and tried to calm my heart, and after a few seconds, when I opened my eyes, the knife was gone, the sea of fire was gone, and the female ghost was still quietly singing in the middle of the forest.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and now I was sure that what we had just experienced was a hallucination, and perhaps we had never set foot in the woods at all.

I remembered that the ghost in the painting was recorded in the book that Yin Jian gave me, the ghost in the painting is good at illusion, which can make people fall into that illusion for the rest of their lives, and the powerful ghost in the painting can claim a world in the painting, and the outside world is involved in the painting, and the way to deal with the ghost in the painting is to destroy the painting, and the ghost in the painting is naturally scattered.

But when I looked up, there were no less than a hundred paintings of Nima's woods, and I could tell which one was hiding in the paintings.

If I could spell, I could burn all the fires for you in this situation, but now I can't use it, and the fat man is even more painful, he can't even bear the illusion, and he is completely dragging his feet.

After thinking about it, I came up with the stupidest way, and the only way that can be done at the moment, since I can't tell which painting hides the ghost in the painting, then I will destroy these paintings one by one!

Looking at the ghost in this painting now, the Taoism is not very strong, otherwise we would have been trapped by illusions.

So this time, I'm going to cast the first edict of the Eight Secret Spells and summon ghost soldiers, the more the better! What is my limit?

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