I clung desperately to the wall, pushed my feet back, and pulled my body out with all my might. The hands behind me were still tugging at my feet.

",, you." I shouted and kicked hard.

"Oops, you kid is going to kick me to death." There was a shouting from behind.

The old man is the voice of the old man.

I grabbed the wall and moved it out little by little, for fear that I would accidentally fall straight down.

When I went out, I saw that it was a room with an oil lamp, and the old man slowly climbed out.

"I just want you, pull me, I'm old, I can't climb as fast as you, you're good, you almost kicked me to death." I looked at the big footprints on the old man's face.

Walked over and grabbed him, and felt in his pocket only to find that there was no fire charm. could only pull him by the collar, "Old man, you guy still came here to die, believe it or not, I will kill you with one knife now, and you dare to play tricks." ”

The old man tilted his head and gasped, "I'm playing a fart trick, I found something strange at that time, it seems to be the trace of the lamp man, so I chased after it, who would think that you two are chasing too slowly." ”

"When I wanted to go back and look for you first, I found that I was gone, and then I chased after the smell of lamp oil."

"What about Lao Song, where did you fix it?" I glared at the old man viciously, and now I had no trust in him.

"I didn't see it, and I don't know, hasn't he been with you all the time."

"He kept crawling in front of me, and suddenly he was gone."

The old man was dragged by me, and his eyes glanced at the oil lamp.

It was a small room with a square table in the middle with an oil lamp lit on it and a painting next to it.

I put down the old man and walked to the table, where the flame of the oil lamp kept flickering.

The old man stared at the oil lamp, leaned in and sniffed, "Well, this is the lamp man's oil lamp." ”

I looked closely, and there were carvings on the glass walls of the oil lamps that I couldn't read, and there were some hieroglyphs that were more than just something.

Under the oil lamp is a painting with a picture of a marry.

"Old man, what is written on this oil lamp?"

"The pattern painted above is a unique pattern of the East Factory of the Ming Dynasty, and it is written about a brief description of the lamp man himself, this lamp man is not simple, he is not a lamp man from the palace." The old man said, staring at the oil lamp.

"Then you can't hold the lamp in the palace? Could it be that it is the same as the Sunflower Treasure Book, if you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace, if you don't go from the palace, you can also succeed? ”

"Well, there's another way, but almost no one uses it."

"What's that way around?"

"You still don't want to know this."

"Old thing, you're still selling Guanzi." I was ready to go over and pull him by the collar again.

"Don't move, I seem to know your friend is there." The old man took the picture and looked at it.

"There, him?" I was very excited to hear the news of Lao Song.

"Inside this painting." The old man stared at me and pointed to the painting.

"I'll wipe it, people can still run into the painting, you're kidding me."

"Hehe, I don't have time to tease you, what's impossible with an oil lamp."

I was stunned, yes, Lao Song's sudden hour, the sedan chair just now, my worldview has already collapsed, what else is impossible.

"Old man, then how do you say we can save him?"

"I took the painting and looked at one of the servants inside, who really looked like Lao Song. This painting is a scene from the time of marriage, and the faces of other people in the painting are full of smiles, only this old Song has an indescribable grievance and pain. ”

"I'm Cao, this painting shouldn't be the bloodthirsty blue picture I'm looking for--- right?"

The old man, who put it in front of the oil lamp, looked at it carefully and said, "Very likely." ”

"Then what should we do now, I can't just stay in the painting by looking at Lao Song."

The old man's face was very heavy: "There is a way, it's just 。。。。。。 ”

"It's just what you say!" I tugged at the old man, annoyed by his talk of selling toothpaste.

"Chen Ke, you also know that this sin is not a simple thing, there must be a secret in this painting. It's not so good to be saved. The old man hesitated.

At this moment, the old man's expression changed again, and he pointed to the painting, "It's changed, it's changed, the painting has changed." ”

I looked at the painting, my God, the painting changed like the movie, and at this time a sedan chair appeared, and four palanquin drivers carried the palanquin towards the outside of this courtyard.

"I'm Cao, old man, we were chased by this sedan chair just now."

"That's troublesome, and when they really worship heaven and earth, it'll be troublesome."

"Then what should I do, hurry up and find a way to rescue Lao Song."

"Hey, if Lao Song is not in it, let's burn this painting, and this matter will be over." The old man shook his head, "But now that Lao Song is inside, we can only rescue him first." ”

"Then how do you say how to save it!" There was some hysteria in my emotions.

"Let go of me first, I'm about to be pinched by you."

"There is still a way, that is, we also go into the middle of the painting to rescue him."

"Okay, hurry up, how to get in."

"It's just that the painting is more sinister than I thought, so let's be more careful."

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up." Lao Song is inside, I have to save him no matter what, since that time we went together to track down the ghost face Buddha beads and fight with zombie snakes, we have already become inseparable good brothers.

"If you want to get in, you have to rely on it."

The old man pointed to the oil lamp burning on the table.

"Okay, let's get started." I was ready, and the dagger was in my hand.

Because I really didn't have time to wait, I watched the sedan chair in the painting step by step about to reach the courtyard.

"Okay, Chen Ke, you hold my hand."

"What are you doing, you old thing, it's not disgusting, and you're still holding hands at this time." I cast a disdainful look at him.

"Get out, you thing, otherwise how can I bring you in, I'm a lamp man, it's easy for me to get in, it's very troublesome for you guy to go in." The old man scolded me.

"Okay, okay."

I saw that the old man took out a small wooden box from the burden he was carrying, and took out a small glass bottle from it, a small bottle the size of an injection when he was injected.

I opened the lid and poured the dark green liquid into the oil lamp.

The oil lamp began to crackle, and the old man stared at the oil lamp motionless, thinking something in his mouth.

At this time, the oil lamp emitted a lot of smoke and the color became dark green.

The old man shouted loudly and grabbed my hand, "Chen Ke, pull me tight." ”

Then, I was unconscious, and by the time I was conscious, I was already on a field.