Chapter 103： Ghost in painting

We just ran out two steps and felt a strong suction to **** us and pull back.

After a while, I didn't know how long it took. When we came back to God, we found ourselves lying on the wooden floor with a bright moon hanging over the top of the head, which stained the whole world with a layer of hoarfrost.

"The anchor." Tang Mingli reached out and helped me. "Are you okay?"

I licked my shoulder and said, "Nothing, this is... Where?"

This is a small courtyard surrounded by wood-built houses. There is a tall willow tree in the yard, and the wicker falls like a green curtain.

I was shocked in my heart. The house and the furnishings inside looked like Tang style.

"We are in the picture?"

I quickly found out the phone and found that the live broadcast is still going on, and the barrage has drowned the picture.

[The anchor has passed? 】

[Through a ghost, this is clearly going into the painting. 】

[There are beautiful people in the painting, I also want to go inside the painting, maybe I can communicate with the beauty. 】

[The front is really not afraid of death. 】

[I haven’t heard of peony flowers and ghosts? You guys, even ghosts do not dare to do, but dare to call themselves the old driver! 】

I am not in the mood to take care of these people who brag in the barrage, put the mobile phone, adjust the camera brooch, and smiled and said: "I want to come, this live broadcast is definitely the most exciting and strange one since I broadcast."

We walked into the house, and Tang Mingli frowned. "This seems to be the one that had ghosts before."

I walked over to the table, picked up a white rouge box, and touched it thinly and said, "This is made of human bones."

Tang Mingli also picked up a beautiful wine glass and said: "This is also human bone. It is said that this cup is made of human skull, and then wrapped in gold, inlaid with various precious stones. The tomb of Emperor Song Lizong of the Song Dynasty was blinded. After the Yuan aggressor dug it out, he made a wine glass with the skull of the emperor."

I showed a disgusting expression: "Drinking with human bones, such a sinister behavior, sooner or later, is going to hell."

Tang Mingli sighed: "In ancient times, many ethnic groups had the tradition of making utensils with dead bones. Even some cannibal tribes believed that if they could eat the meat of the warriors, they would get his strength."

"Okay, needless to say." I want to vomit a little.

We walked out of this room and went on. The palace is very large, there are countless rooms, but there is no one, empty, and under the moonlight, it is very strange.

We walked into a room again, it looked like a woman's boudoir, and there was a bronze mirror on the table. I walked over and opened the jewelry box, which was all made of bones.

Tang Mingli came to me and said: "These are all made from the bones of the girl. It is said that these jewelry are often worn to keep women young."

"You know so much." I laughed, putting the hair in my hand back into the box, and inadvertently glanced at the bronze mirror, but I saw it, standing beside me, standing!

I was shocked and jerked back. The original gentle Tang Mingli showed a strange smile.

I did not hesitate to pull out the mahogany sword and stabbed him.

He turned into a shadow, and it flashed past. I stabbed an empty space, and the shadow disappeared into a black-eyed cockroach in the air, screaming and rushing toward me.

I grabbed a cinnabar and sprinkled it on him. He was like a sulphuric acid that had been splashed. The white bones began to rot, and there was a burst of black gas.

I took a ride on the toes and rushed up, and the peach sword in my hand stabbed into its dark eyes.

There was a black gas in his head. After I was stabbed in it, I slammed and disappeared.

I took back the sword and the human bones were scattered all over the place.

[I am dizzy, the tyrant has been faked by ghosts. 】

[God, my tyrant will not have an accident, right? 】

How can you, mortals, understand how terrible a dark warrior is. 】

[The front is also a warrior? Unfortunately, your martial arts training is too low, and you can't see that the tyrant is already a weapon. 】

【what? Don't tease me in front of you. The martial artists in the martial arts world are already the characters on the side of the town. If they are not good, they are also the offerings of some small and medium-sized families. There are endless glory and wealth, how can they come to be net red to do live broadcast! 】

[Oh, you are still a warrior, actually did not see it? When he was last live broadcast, he was only a dark fighter. It seems that to do this live broadcast, the benefits he gets are not small. 】

[Is there such a god, the anchor or you will let me participate in the live broadcast, as long as you can promote the darkness, let me kneel down to call your queen. 】

There is some panic in my heart. Where is the real Tang Mingli? Was it taken by the ghost? Still outside the beauty painting?

Tang Mingli, you must never have an accident.

I ran across the long corridor, and suddenly I smelled a strange smell, stopped and pushed the door of a room next to me.

Above the bed, the curtain was drooping, and there was a person lying in the quilt.

I walked over and opened the curtain, pulling the quilt, and a body appeared in front of me.

The man looked like an old man, his skin was very dry, wrinkled on the bones, his eyes were deep, but his face was like a sinister, as if he was enjoying the joy of the world.

I reached out and squeezed his bones and said: "This person's bones are only twenty-four and five years old. He is exhausted and killed."

What does it mean to exhausted? Does the anchor say that people can't do it? 】

[The front is really small and fresh, don’t you understand? X is dead! 】

[Is that tyrant not very dangerous? 】

I am anxiously looking for Tang Mingli. After one room after another, many rooms have men's bodies. They are all exhausted and exhausted. The female ghosts in this painting do not know how many men's spirits are absorbed. After so many years, it must be very powerful.

"Hey." The girl's crisp laughter rang, and it was terrible in this palace of the magical cave.

I looked back, looked around, cocked my ears and listened to the source of the sound, slowly leaning against the wall.

Laughter is coming from the wall!

Oh!

A bone hand slammed out of the wall and grabbed my neck. I quickly lifted the mahogany sword and broke the arm.

The walls made a rumble, a broken arm came out of the wall, then the second and third, they all wore a girl's dress, and there was a black hair on the head. A pleasant chuckle in the mouth.

[This is the real red powder! 】

[I feel that I have lost interest in all the beauty. 】

[Congratulations in front, you can be a monk, and you can do it from the palace. 】

The red-pink scorpion surrounded me, and the laughter was crisp. The Zhang-like face had a strange change, and the change became a peerless beauty, one by one, and the other was a smile. Qian Qian.

"Oh, come on..."

[Beautiful, I suddenly became interested in women. 】

[Yes. 】

[Good, they are beautiful, I can't do it...]

Their laughter carries a hint of charm, and even the male audience in front of the computer are attracted to make unspeakable things.

If you change a man, you might be fascinated by them, and they will be married and killed by them.

I whispered: "Unfortunately, I am not a man."

I stabbed a sword and shot the female ghost who was closest to me. The other female ghosts immediately showed fierce light and changed back to the look of sly. The hands of Sensen's bones were very sharp and caught my face. .

[Where, what happened to me? I am at the Internet cafe! Fortunately, no one found out, otherwise it would be an alarm. 】

[Give 10,000 waxes in front of me, but fortunately I am at home, hey, I have to cook an egg to supplement nutrition]

[Damn, think of my dear, the martial arts, and the military, will actually be recruited, or watch it with my sister! Now that the teacher is gone, how can I explain to her? Online, etc., very urgent. 】

As I spread the cinnabar, I waved the mahogany sword, one sword, and killed the red powder. The remaining few fled in horror, got into the wall and lost the trace.

Want to run? no way!

I released my knowledge, swept through the walls, and poured the aura into the mahogany sword, and a sword stabbed into the wall.

The blade was pierced deeply like a tofu, and a scream was screaming in the wall. I yanked out the blade, and the red blood and black gas poured out from the holes in the wall.

After killing all these red powder mites, I turned and was about to leave, and suddenly I saw a young man standing in the yard.

The man wore a robe of the Republic of China, combing his head and wearing glasses, and he looked like a Republican intellectual in a TV series.

But his eyes were black and his face was pale, and he was an old ghost who had been dead for many years.

I mentioned the mahogany sword and looked at him with vigilance. He slowly raised his arm and pointed in one direction.

My heart moved and said, "You are telling me, is my friend there?"

He actually understood and nodded.

I hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I will believe you once. If you dare to lie to me, I will let you fly away, and never live forever!"

After all, I ran in the direction he pointed.

Unexpectedly, on this road, I actually saw a lot of men. Some of these men wore costumes from the Song Dynasty, some wore Ming Dynasty costumes, and there were many modern costumes.

They all point in one direction and look at me with empty eyes.

I kept running forward and went all the way to the depths of the palace. Suddenly, I saw a large and magnificent grand hall. The hall was full of yin and it was creepy.

"Shantou, this is a devil, although it is only a junior ghost, but with your ability, can not kill her." Zheng Yang Zhenjun's voice sounded in the headphones.

I stepped in, and my heart gave birth to a hint of fear.

Actually it is a ghost!