It's just an inexplicable dream, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't be attached to his heart, but as Zhao Xun's body was transformed by the half-soul world, all his senses have improved, although there are some soft senses that are not easy to detect. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

What exactly does this dream mean? And I only remember the first half, but as for the result, it was completely broken. But that incomparably real communication is still entrenched in my mind, for a long time, and what is even more strange is... When I woke up, all the injuries I had recovered all over my body.

Holding the angel's wings, Zhao Xun came to the round platform in the hall again, fortunately the plaster head found before was not missing, and he was even more sure of the safety here, as long as the items were placed here, there was no need to worry about being taken away.

There is still an upper body and legs left to be able to splice the entire angel statue, and this time Zhao Xun has no intention of continuing to rest, because both physical strength and spirit are surprisingly strong, and the body is injected with chicken blood, and there is a feeling of invincibility, is it a psychological effect or a systematic welfare? How about replenishing yourself after a period of intense fighting?

There is only one way to prove it, and that is to go ahead and complete the assessment task.

The second floor is almost searched, so it's time to explore the corners of the first floor, right?

About four or five meters to the left of the stairs, there is a double door that stands out, so why not start there.

Zhao Xun took a deep breath and walked over, this time he still wanted to kick the door open in a simple and rude way, but at the same time as he raised his legs, the door panel slowly opened inside.

"Yo, don't ask, there must be fragments of plaster statues in this."

Having had two experiences, he quickly recognized that as long as there was something weird to accompany him, it meant that there was something he wanted.

After walking in, Zhao Xun exclaimed, this is a very large studio, and all the previous rooms are different, the decoration is very exquisite, there is no trace of decay at all, on the contrary, it is a very atmospheric and elegant feeling.

On all four walls are oil paintings of various sizes, framed with lace in gold and silver, and at least thirty or so are hung at a cursory glance.

There are lifelike character paintings, as well as landscape paintings of green mountains and clear waters, and more realistic and full architectural copying, Zhao Xun thought that he had walked into an art museum.

Apart from the works on the walls, there are no other furnishings or furniture in the room, so it is easy to move. Zhao Xun began to browse one by one close to the walls, not for appreciation, but to find clues about the plaster fragments from these oil paintings, and of course to keep his guard at all times, so as not to think that he would be attacked tragically if he was slightly distracted.

The black-clad ghost in the bedroom is a traditional ghost that can attack by teleporting and lurking.

Monsters in the dark are only a threat because they affect everything visually.

As can be seen from the above two examples, the ghosts in each room have different forms and characteristics, and there should be no similarity.

There are so many paintings here, even if Zhao Xun is a rookie, he can guess the routine, isn't it the kind of ghost that will be hidden in a flat image? Maybe I'm pretending to be a person in a painting, snooping at me with my eyes swaying from side to side.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xun showed a weird smile, if this is really the case, then it is not easy to do?

Aim at a three-foot-tall rectangular portrait of an aristocratic middle-aged man with a mustache and throw a fireball at it.

Even the female ghost hiding in the wall can be burned out by herself, let alone hiding in the painting, no matter which one you are hiding in, it is a big deal to burn it all out, and I don't believe that you don't show up.

But he thought so smoothly that it wasn't that simple. Just when the fireball came into contact with the picture, this oil painting, which should have been very afraid of flames, quickly sucked Zhao Xun's fireball into it like a muddy swamp hanging on the wall, and there was a trace of ripples, but in the end it returned to normal.

Zhao Xun was stunned, could this be a painting of ghosts hiding? And not afraid of flames! Your luck won't be so good, right?

Subconsciously took a few steps back, away from the oil painting in front of him. But he stared at the figure in the painting for a long time, but he didn't notice the slightest movement.

He casually threw a fireball at a wisteria portrait on the left wall, but the result was the same, although the picture would absorb fire damage, but there was no next move.

"Wouldn't it? Could it be that I'm thinking too much? Next, he chose several different types of oil paintings to attack, but even if he brought the flame directly in front of the painting to roast, it would not cause any damage to it. While amazed, he reached out to touch it, something strange happened, when his fingers touched the oil painting, the imaginary feeling of resistance did not appear, but seemed to be stuck in a pool of water, so frightened that Zhao Xun quickly withdrew his hand.

I rubbed my fingers carefully and found that there was nothing abnormal, so I was relieved.

Then he had a hypothesis in his mind, stared around at the paintings on the wall with wide eyes, and muttered, "Wouldn't it?!" Is this the pattern? ”

Zhao Xun's idea is also very simple, that is, every painting is a small world, and the expected ghost may indeed be hidden in a certain painting, but it is impossible to detect it by attacking outside, and the only way is to walk into the world of the painting by yourself, and then look for them one by one.

"Oh my God, if that's the case ... Isn't that a toss for the dead? He shook his head vigorously and thought carefully. There is only one fragment of a room, and the only way to hide it is to hide it in a painting.

Stretched out his hand and counted, there were a total of thirty-seven oil paintings, large and small, but what did they hide in one?

Zhao Xun gathered in front of these pictures, observing every detail intently, from the characters to the flowers and plants, imagining the body or legs and feet of the fat child angel in his mind, and trying to search for the patterns related to them. It is possible that the object is drawn in a small shape and placed in a place where it is not easy to notice.

There are only thirty-seven paintings, but when it comes to the content inside, there are many things, such as tin plates full of fruits, blue lakes, white clouds in the sky, and cuffs of human figures... There is suspicion everywhere.

If you don't use the naked eye to find out a clear goal from these paintings, then even if you rush into the painting, you must be searching without a head, and there is a very important question, if your guess is not wrong, the task items are really hidden in the world of the painting, then can you still have a corresponding channel to come out after you go in? Do you want to find one and try it out?

No, no, no! Zhao Xun rubbed his temples, what were he thinking? How dare you try it casually, what if you are trapped in the painting and can't get out? Will you forever be part of the picture and hang it on the wall for people to see? Besides, somewhere else will come and see here! (To be continued.) )