Everyone has selfishness, and Chen Jiu is no exception.

Especially in this life-and-death situation, the first thing that comes to everyone's mind is to protect themselves.

The abilities of Li Kai and Wang Gang can be said to be quite good, and they don't seem to conflict, it is no exaggeration to say that if the three of them are willing to cooperate frankly from the beginning.

Even if you are locked up in a ghost's oil painting, you can easily escape.

And at a smaller price.

At least Wang Gang didn't have to tear his arm off directly.

But the three of them fought separately and chose the most laborious way, and each of them paid a great price to escape from the ghost of oil painting.

But this was also expected by Chen Jiu.

After all, when they first went up to the third floor, everyone's opinions had already begun to diverge, and this improvised team was already facing disbandment.

At this time, the lights in the studio were dim and flickering, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and a lingering coldness filled the remaining few people, only the sound of heavy breathing echoed in each other's ears.

The fat man began to cry at this time, "What should I do, what should I do, these dead people have left us on the street, and we are going to die here." ”

"It's too much, it's good to say that the brothers will live or die together, but these dead streets are running away one by one."

The corners of Chen Jiu's mouth twitched, and he felt that countless horns were ringing in his ears, "Who told you that we were dead?" ”

The fat man wiped the tears from his eyes and asked in surprise, "Tai Lao, do you have any other way?" I know that you are the most awesome, and those who die on the street will regret it sooner or later. ”

Chen Jiu didn't speak, but turned his head to look at the belly-bellied black Lori Sakura Qianmai on the side, and said: "Okay, the irrelevant people are gone, you shouldn't have to continue to disguise, one of the strange stories on campus, the ghost hidden in the oil painting." ”

What?

Ghosts in oil paintings?

The fat man was startled instantly, and the whole person jumped up, and crawled away from Sakura Senmai.

Sakura Senmai was stunned at first, and then smiled faintly, "I'm curious, little brother, how did you find out that I was the ghost hiding among you?" ”

Because Lao Tzu raised two ghosts.....

Chen Jiu complained silently in his heart.

In fact, it was a very accidental thing to find out that Sakura Senmai was the ghost in the strange talk on campus, and the other party was no different from anyone in terms of the depth of the hidden or even the conversation.

And even if she behaves abnormally, everyone will ignore her because of her weird personality.

At the beginning, Chen Jiu only regarded her as the daughter of a big family, which led to this kind of tricky character, and even from Wang Gang's performance of Ying Qianwu, it proved the authenticity of this point.

Sakura Senmai is a player, and this is also convinced by Chen Jiu before he enters the studio.

It wasn't until Chen Jiu saw the children's words in the frame that he confirmed his thoughts.

Tong Yan, who was frozen in the oil painting frame, although his expression was terrified, Chen Jiu noticed a strange gesture in the other party's hand.

A cross with the left hand and a circle with the right hand.

At that time, Chen Jiu didn't understand the meaning of this posture, and it wasn't until Chen Jiu asked the female ghost Liping to hold up the ghost in the ghost snake that he was surprised to find that the Sakura Qianmai next to him was actually a ghost!

And Tong Yan's gesture, he finally understood what it meant.

It is used to express the meaning of gender.

Meaning, the ghost who holds it here is a woman!

He was using this method to remind the other players in the team to be careful of Sakura Senmai, but unfortunately, only Chen Jiu found out about this in time.

Otherwise, with the strength of the other players present, this ghost can be captured at a very small price.

But it's a pity that they offended themselves and buried this good situation with their own hands.

"You don't need to know this, so do you choose to be locked up by me obediently, or do you want me to lock you up myself?" Chen Jiu said with a smile.

"Really, little brother, you're about to be imprisoned in the painting by me." Sakura Senmai grinned.

"Really?" Chen Jiu smiled faintly, and then pointed to the drawing board, "Do you want to see if that drawing board has drawn me in?" ”

I saw that every scene and object on the drawing board was rapidly taking shape, and the face of the fat man Huangpu Xuanqi was almost exactly depicted on the drawing board, if you didn't distinguish it carefully, you couldn't tell the difference between the person in the drawing board and the real person.

But only Chen Jiu's position, the position of his face has always been blank, and only the clothes and figure he wore outside were depicted.

"How is that possible?" Sakura Senmai was taken aback.

Her ghost can depict all the people who enter on the oil painting, but anyone who enters her ghost will eventually die quietly in her oil painting.

This was the case with Tong Yan who had entered the studio before, and when Tong Yan found out that he had been locked in the drawing board, it was too late.

The whole person has been completely painted into the oil painting, and it is impossible to come out again.

"What's impossible." Chen Jiu's face was expressionless, and then he pinched his hands and wrote a series of golden talismans in the void, and said silently, "The beginning is true, the two scenes are two, the right is detained, and the left is detained by three souls, so that my gods and forms will always exist!" ”

This is the three methods of soul detention in the Maoshan talisman technique, but all the things of the soul are not restricted!

It's just the right time to deal with the situation.

I saw a golden light in the sky, and the golden talismans seemed to have eyes, and they immediately rushed towards Sakura Senmai.

Sakura Chimai's eyes froze, and the whole studio seemed to have turned into an oil painting, and even her own body had a faint tendency to turn into oil paint, but this trend only existed for a short moment before disappearing completely.

"If it weren't for me, everyone present would have died at your hands." Chen Jiu said without changing his face.

According to the normal situation, after Sakura Senmai killed him, he would definitely continue to disguise himself as a player and follow behind those people, and with their current state, there was no possibility of resisting Sakurachimai's ghost again.

"Close!"

Chen Jiu raised his hand and waved.

The golden talismans immediately restrained Sakura Senmai firmly.

No matter how you get rid of it, you can't get out of it.

The studio, which was originally going to be turned into oil paint, seems to have faded, from the previous eerie style of the Middle Ages, it has gradually become an ordinary studio, whether it is an easel or a stool scattered on the ground, there is nothing unusual about it.