Thank you Prince Dan for your big reward

…………

'Whew! At the moment when Wang Hongwei was pulled away by the little sister, a ghostly light shot out of the portrait and flew towards the shotgun that fell on the ground, and the ghostly light passed through the shotgun and then returned to the portrait.

'Smack! The swarthy shotgun fell to the ground with a slight crashing sound, and then it became two, and the shotgun was cut in two by the ghostly light, and the interface was unusually smooth.

"This...."Wang Hongwei looked at the shotgun on the ground that had turned into two, his eyes were about to pop out in surprise, he froze for a few seconds, turned his head to look at the little sister, and couldn't understand what was going on.

"Whew~ Fortunately, I pulled it instantly, if it was a little slower, it would not be the shotgun that turned into two, but you, brother." The little sister saw the ghost light and returned to the portrait, patted her chest, and said with a sigh of relief.

"What's going on? Isn't the little girl's ghost there, what was it just now..."Wang Hongwei pointed to the trapped little girl's ghost, and asked very puzzled, where is the little girl's ghost trapped, it means that it has no power at this time, and it can affect the painting, how can this still attack from the portrait, if it weren't for the little sister's presence, he would have been hit.

"I don't know what's going on, maybe because of the little girl's ghost, this portrait has a trap-like defense on it, and once you get close to the portrait half a meter, it will automatically attack, no matter what it is." The little sister explained to Wang Hongwei, squatted down, picked up a piece of wood from the ground, and threw it towards the portrait.

Just as the block of wood was about to approach the portrait, the ghostly light that had cut the shotgun in two reappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it saw the block in half in half, and the two small pieces of wood lost their power and fell to the ground.

"This defense is so strong that I can't get close to it, or I would have burned the portrait long ago." After the little sister finished the test, she said to Wang Hongwei a little depressed.

From the ghost confrontation between Wang Hongwei and the little girl, all the ashes have fallen now, a total of nearly twenty minutes have passed, and this nearly twenty minutes of time, even if the little sister who is fishing in troubled waters, no matter how careful she is, she should have burned the portrait a long time ago, but this portrait has automatic defense, and it blocked the little sister.

"I even threw away the torch, and wanted the fire to burn the painting directly, but you see that...."The little sister complained, pointing to the ground in front of the portrait, where there were two torches lying quietly, the front end of the torch had turned into pieces, and the flame had long since disappeared, it should be a portrait painting that cut the burning part of the torch into pieces, and extinguished the fire.

"That's it...."Wang Hongwei listened to the words of the little sister, looked at the portrait that was quietly leaning against the corner, his brows furrowed slightly, this portrait has the power to defend itself, and it is indeed a headache.

"Hah! Pregnant! Wang Hongwei looked at the portrait and the fine salt on the ground, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he blurted out in surprise with a beat of his hands.

"Huh?" Standing beside Wang Hongwei, the little sister who was also frowning, thinking hard about what to do, was not only stunned when she saw Wang Hongwei come up with a way so quickly.

I saw Wang Hongwei reach into his arms and take out an iron bottle from his inner pocket, Wang Hongwei shook it, and the iron bottle made a sound of liquid swaying back and forth, unscrewing the lid of the iron bottle, and a smell of diesel fuel diffused from the mouth of the bottle.

Wang Hongwei threw the lid of the iron bottle aside, aimed at the direction of the portrait, and threw the iron bottle towards the portrait, ignoring the pale yellow liquid flowing out of the mouth of the bottle as the iron bottle was wasted in mid-air.

'Whew! As the iron bottle approached the portrait, a ghostly light flashed out of the portrait, directly passing the iron bottle in mid-air, the iron bottle was cut in half and fell to the ground, and the diesel fuel in the iron bottle was sprinkled in all directions, and a lot of splashed on the portrait.

"Dude! You're so smart! I didn't think about it just now. Xiaomei was not surprised to see that the two halves of the iron bottle fell to the ground, but to Xiaomei's surprise, the diesel fuel in the bottle fell to the ground, and these diesels formed a wire that connected them to the portrait, as long as the fire was lit, these fires would spread directly from the diesel to the portrait, Xiaomei admired.

"It's okay, these are all small meanings, small meanings." Wang Hongwei rubbed his nose, responded with a smile, and said, took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it, squatted on the ground, and reached out to let the small flame on the lighter get close to the diesel on the ground.

When the small flame touched the diesel fuel on the ground, it burned like dry wood touching a raging fire, and the flame spread quickly along the diesel fuel on the ground, and quickly burned towards the portrait.

'Whew! Swish! Swish! As if sensing a threat, the portrait's automatic defenses erupted from the portrait three times in succession, shooting at the flames that spread towards it.

However, although the ghost light is very sharp, like a laser, but for the invisible thing like fire, it is like a hard punch on cotton, and it has no effect at all, and the flame spreads towards the portrait without a pause.

'Whew! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! The automatic defense of the portrait seemed to be provoked, or rather, it sensed a crisis, and countless ghostly lights emerged from the painting, like a curtain of water, and forcibly cut the path of the flame into two sections, and lifted the diesel-soaked ground and the surrounding ground, because the diesel fuel in front of it was gone, and the flames stopped abruptly.

"I'll go!! It's all right!? Wang Hongwei and Xiaomei looked at the portrait, swept the ground, and blurted out in surprise, the two of them didn't expect that there were so many ghosts in the portrait, and they all became a curtain of light, and they directly cut the ground up, thus cutting off the way of the flames.

"Brother, what should I do now." The little sister was dumbfounded when she saw that the automatic defense of the portrait was so strong, and she bumped Wang Hongwei with her elbow in a daze, and asked.

"This....you still have a bottle of diesel, I'm trying." Wang Hongwei didn't have any good ideas at this time, so he had to hold on to his luck and let Xiaomei repeat what he had just done.

However, this time it was the same, Xiaomei threw the iron bottle containing diesel fuel to the portrait, and the diesel fuel was spilled on the ground as before, but this time Wang Hongwei did not need to light the fire, because the flames on the ground had not been extinguished, and these flames came into contact with the diesel fuel newly sprinkled from the air, and immediately became lush again.

However, the rekindling flame spread to the portrait and, although it advanced much more than where it had been stopped before, it was stopped by the portrait's automatic defense, and the ground in front of it was slashed up, and the flames stopped again, and returned in vain.

"What to do, let's bring two bottles of diesel." The little sister saw that the flame was stopped, and as time passed, the flame became dim little by little, and she stretched out her hand and asked Wang Hongwei helplessly.

If there is still diesel, bottle by bottle, the flame can advance a little bit every time, because the automatic defense is not like being controlled, every time before blocking, there is a little waiting, and the flame can always get close to the portrait and burn the portrait.

However, Wang Hongwei and Xiaomei brought a bottle of diesel with each of them, and they didn't bring much at all, and no one thought that they would encounter such a strange, weird, and tangled situation.

"It's... Hey~" Wang Hongwei scratched the back of his head, and sighed the most, he couldn't think of any good way at this time.

"Or....let's go back first, no one here is here anyway, the little girl's ghost is also trapped, and there will be no strong wind blowing here, blowing the salt away, as long as no one comes to destroy the salt, it will always be trapped here, and we will think of a way to come back" The little sister couldn't think of any way, and suggested to Wang Hongwei.

"Well... Well? Wait a minute! When Wang Hongwei heard the words of the little sister, he nodded helplessly, and spoke, but just said a word, and when he looked up, he seemed to see something, and his tone was not only stunned.

"Huh? What's wrong with dude? What wait? The little sister glanced at the ghost of the little girl trapped by the salt, and just wanted to turn around and leave, when she heard Wang Hongwei's stunned, she turned her head to look at Wang Hongwei, and saw Wang Hongwei looking in one direction a little blankly, and the little sister looked at Wang Hongwei's line of sight suspiciously.