Guan Er also made up a formation on the door, and everyone acted more cautiously.

Apart from that painting, there is nothing else on the wall, so I must start with this painting.

"What is the meaning of this painting? Do you want us to guess who he is?" The disciple who spoke seemed to be about to collapse.

Xu Xiao rushed forward directly, covered his mouth, and shouted in a low voice: "You don't want to live anymore?! Keep your voice down!"

The disciple burst into tears, and knew that he was too excited, so he calmed down and nodded, and retreated to the corner.

The strange beast outside the door had already come over, and it slammed on the door with a heavy blowing sound.

At this moment, he should be licking the blood from Yan Zhu.

For these strange beasts, the charm of human blood is much greater than those corpse moths.

Song Lianzhi curled up his nervous fingers slightly, and clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

If the strange beast outside the door slapped it with its palm, the entire wall might collapse.

Tang Tang raised his hand and gently stroked the painting with his fingers.

The person in the painting is standing on a path stretching far into the distance. On both sides of the road are luxuriant wheat fields, and the surrounding mountains are full of flowers.

"I found it." Tang Tang's finger was placed on the eyes of the person in the painting.

Song Xianzhi heard the words and turned his head, only to see a faint ray of light condensed from Tang Tang's finger, which was sent into the eyes of the person in the painting.

With the injection of light, the people in the painting come alive.

The gentle and quiet smile is slightly shy, as if facing the person he loves, which makes people infatuated for a moment.

The painting is not on a flat surface, but a real road is extended, but it has changed from day to dark night, and the wind from the mountains blows out of it, bringing the fragrance of the grass and trees in the mountain village.

The three outer disciples were the first to rush in, and really entered the painting.

Tang Tang and Bai Jingyi also stepped in afterward.

The strange beasts outside the door had already started to scratch the door, as if they could smell the bloody smell left on Shen Duo and Yan Zhu's body.

Song Xianzhi looked at Yan Shu who was still motionless and stunned on the spot, rushed over to lift him up, and jumped into the painting.

The moment they entered the hole, the hole disappeared into the floating air.

In the small room at the other end, the picture has returned to calm, and the handsome man is standing in the painting with a smile, permanently frozen.

Song Xianzhi jumped so hard that he fell directly to the ground.

Guan Er hurried over to help him: "Song Song, are you alright?"

Song Jianzhi rubbed his hands, shook his head to show that he was fine, and pulled up Yan Shu who was not keeping his house on the ground.

"Xiao Shu, what's wrong?"

Yan Shu's state is very abnormal.

An outer disciple at the side interjected, "He's been like this since he saw that painting."

Song Xianzhi thought back on the painting, and looked at the surrounding environment, thinking about it.

"Xiaoshu, do you know this place?"

Yan Shu turned his stiff eyes, looked at Song Yanzhi, and his voice was a little dry when he spoke: "I know..."

Song Xie's heart is as expected.

Yan Shu reacted so strongly, it seems that this place should be Jinshui Village.

"My... home is not far away..." Yan Shu lowered his head.

"Then, the person in the painting..." Song Xianzhi asked again.

Yan Shu shook his head: "I don't know."

Song Xianzhi took Yan Shu into his arms and comforted him silently.

But the others didn't know the truth, so seeing their reaction, they were still confused.

Guan Er asked bluntly: "Shouldn't you be happy when you go home? Why do you look sad instead?"

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