"Jie, German, what's going on? I don't think I've encountered it before. ”

Xu Lang stood behind Chen Jieman's left side, looking at the head of the plaster statue, which had turned back to its original position.

"Kill or stay?" Chen Jieman did not answer Xu Lang's question.

"Uh...... Stay, stay first...... German, you should be on guard and come to my rescue at any time. I'll look into this thing. Xu Lang hurriedly said.

Chen Jieman didn't reply, but stepped back slightly.

Xu Lang didn't mind Chen Jieman's reaction, he looked at the plaster statue. The plaster cast looked at him as well.

After staring at each other for a while, Xu Lang spoke: "My name is Xu Lang, I don't know what you call it?" ”

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

The plaster statue did not answer, and began to turn its head again, and let out a strange laugh.

Xu Lang couldn't help frowning: "Jieman, is this one of Feng E's works?" Why is it so weird? ”

"Yes." Chen Jieman replied.

Xu Lang suddenly found that he seemed to have found a way to communicate with Chen Jieman.

"German, can he hurt me with his current abilities?" Xu Lang asked again.

"I can't."

"Okay, then I'll take the initiative this time, and you give me a back hand, just in case."

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

The head of the plaster statue turned slowly at first, but gradually, it turned faster and faster, and made the same strange sound as before.

Xu Lang didn't bother to talk nonsense, pulled out a long knife, and slashed directly at the plaster statue.

Bang......

The plaster statue was struck with a knife, and the plaster was smashed and scattered all over the ground, revealing a corpse inside.

"Sure enough, it's Feng E's handwriting, and he likes to hide corpses in artworks!" Xu Lang took a few steps back and looked at the corpse.

"Don't believe me!" Chen Jieman said.

"Huh? No, it's not. I mean...... I mean—"

Without waiting for Xu Lang to explain, the corpse on the ground actually crawled up.

"Welcome to the Artist Village, how can I help you?"

Finally spoken?

"Who are you?"

"I'm the president of the Art Committee of Donghai Art Village, if you want to buy anything, just ask me." The whole corpse was stiff, but the voice was no different from that of an ordinary person.

"I ...... I want a copy of Wang Xizhi. Xu Lang asked tentatively.

"This is easy to do, we have copied a lot of it before, and there is a lot of inventory, which can be shipped in batches to ensure that they can't see the authenticity. Hee-hee-hee......" the corpse replied.

"Isn't this a fake?" Xu Lang asked strangely.

"Fake? Ah, I didn't, don't, don't kill me...... I, I don't dare. The corpse screamed, and suddenly fell to the ground, motionless.

Xu Lang walked over slowly, kicked the corpse with his foot, found that there was no response, and took a few steps back: "It seems that the reason why you were killed by Feng E was because of fraud." This Feng E, do you think you are a knight of justice? ”

The situation is basically clear, Xu Lang has some emotion in his heart, this Feng E seems to have his own moral standards. The drug lord last time, if he killed him, he would kill him, but if he faked it, he also wanted people's lives, which was a bit too much.

Seeing that the body was silent. Xu Lang waved his hand: "Go up to the third floor and take a look." ”

Coax......

A gust of wind blew, and by the time Xu Lang reacted, the corpse had already exploded and exploded to the ground.

"What are you doing, Geeman? A medical examiner will have to do an autopsy. Xu Lang noticed that it was Chen Jieman who made the move just now.

This is embarrassing, after a while, Qin Ming came here, facing the bones in this place, he must be so depressed that he wanted to cry.

Chen Jieman was silent and slowly followed Xu Lang's side.

Xu Lang thought for a moment and asked again: "Just now, that corpse, did you want to attack me?" ”

"Yes." Chen Jieman had a cold face.

Xu Lang touched his nose awkwardly and smiled: "Thank you Jerman for saving my life." ”

Chen Jieman twisted his head, didn't reply, and didn't even give Xu Lang an expression.

……

Xu Lang went up to the third floor, turned on the light, and found that it was even more weird.

A large number of opaque films are entangled with each other to form a sterile environment with a large area.

"What is this?"

Before Xu Lang's words fell, he saw Chen Jieman stretch out his hand and wave, and countless yin winds were like sharp swords, separating the film into pieces.

At this time, Xu Lang saw clearly that there was a painting inside the film.

This painting, almost two meters high, looks magnificent.

"Zhang Liying?"

He recognized it at a glance, it was Zhang Liying in this painting. In the picture, Zhang Liying is wearing a red evening dress, turning her head and looking back.

The whole picture is smart and lively, and the characters are vivid. It was as if someone really called her behind Zhang Liying, and she looked back when she heard the sound.

"I have to say that this Feng E's technique is really good." Xu Lang looked at the painting and said with emotion.

"The skirt is his blood." Chen Jieman suddenly added.

"Blood?"

Xu Lang took a step back, no wonder he asked about the smell of blood just now, and thought it was his own delusion.

"My dear, this is really perverted, actually using your own blood to paint? Moreover, this long skirt is so big, how much blood does it take? ”

At this moment, the yin wind rose, and a yin qi emerged from the painting. In the blink of an eye, there was one more person on the scene, no, it was one more female ghost in a long skirt. The dress of the female ghost in the long skirt, her face and hairstyle, are almost exactly the same as in the painting.

Xu Lang rubbed his eyes, he almost thought that what was in front of him was Zhang Liying.

"Xu Lang, you scumbag, I won't be deceived by you." The female ghost looked at Xu Lang with an angry face.

"Sister Liying, did you misunderstand, I didn't lie to you......" Xu Lang quickly explained.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Jieman's hand slapped on his body, making him shake his whole body and come back to his senses.

"What's going on? Am I almost being put into an illusion by her? Xu Lang couldn't help but be afraid for a while, just now he really unknowingly regarded the other party as Zhang Liying.

"It's not." Chen Jieman replied.

No?

"Xu Lang, come here, let's go to the movies." The female ghost in the long skirt hooked her hand towards Xu Lang and smiled charmingly.

This time, Xu Lang just stood in place, without the slightest wave in his heart: "Fake, fake is too obvious, Sister Liying won't talk to me like this." ”

"Xu Lang, come here, kneel down for me, my shoes are dirty, lick them clean for me." The female ghost in the long skirt pulled the hem of her skirt and stretched out her slender and fair legs, as well as a pair of crystal high heels.

The corners of Xu Lang's mouth twitched: "I can figure it out, you ghost doesn't know what the origin is, but Feng E used some means and turned into Zhang Liying." Moreover, this Feng E also constantly instills some strange concepts and behaviors in you. Hehe...... Let me lick your shoes? It's a shame that you've figured it out—"

"No, haha, haha...... All the actions you did to me were what Feng E expected Zhang Liying to do to him. Xu Lang suddenly thought of a possibility, "Feng E, I want to lick Zhang Liying's shoes, but people won't give them, haha......"

"Presumptuous ......" The female ghost in the long skirt suddenly became angry, and the yin qi on her body became more and more intense, and she pounced towards Xu Lang.

Xu Lang's face froze, and he picked up the long knife, ready to teach this fake Zhang Liying a lesson.

Rumble......

A yin wind blew, and the female ghost in the long skirt who was rushing up froze in place, and a strange sound came from her body.

Before Xu Lang could understand what was going on, he saw that the female ghost in the long dress was trapped by a colorful sculpture.

"Let me out, let me out." The female ghost in the long dress wailed loudly, trying to break free from the shackles of the sculpture, but it had no effect.

"German, did you make this?" Xu Lang knew in his heart that there were only such people on the scene, except for Chen Jieman, no one else could do this kind of thing.

Chen Jieman didn't answer, but just asked: "Kill, or stay." ”

"Keep it, hand her over to the spirit case team and find out what's going on." Xu Lang didn't plan to kill people casually, or kill ghosts, besides, he still had a lot of things he didn't understand.

As the words fell, a hurricane broke out of the window, and a figure floated in from the window and landed on the ground.