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He felt that the portrait was getting closer, but the portrait was still on the altar, and the seat did not move.

"Is it an illusion?"

Fang Chen murmured, but if it was on weekdays, Fang Chen would never regard any wind and grass as an illusion, this is a professional sense of smell.

But obviously, something went wrong with Fang Chen.

He ignored the weirdness of the portrait, and continued to glance around. Suddenly, he turned a corner and saw a corner of his clothes.

Fang Chen quickened his pace, walked around the corner, and then his eyes froze.

These are the photos of the two corpses that Fang Chen has only seen before.

They are Smokey Hands and Chubby.

They were facing each other, their eyes revealed shock and fear, as if they saw a terrible situation from each other's eyes.

Obviously, they did not find the exit in the end, but died here.

Now that they are dead, Fang Chen can't bring them back to life, the most important thing is to escape by himself.

Fang Chen left the corner and returned to the main hall.

He looked at the portrait, doubts flashed in his eyes again.

Why does it seem to be getting closer?

This time, even Fang Chen who was affected found something strange. How could a portrait move?

If this portrait is destroyed, is there any chance of escape?

Fang Chen still did not dare to act rashly. In the world of ghosts, there is no absolute rule.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind him, Fang Chen suddenly turned his head and saw the figure behind him.

The figure coincided with the memory that emerged in his mind. He really wanted to speak, but after thinking for a while, he still wrote a line of words with a pen.

【Are you Song Xi? 】

At this moment, Song Xi looked tired and her clothes were dirty, it must have been a fierce battle.

"It's a good thing you still remember me."

Song Xi's eyes were moist, which moved Fang Chen's cold face, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

【Why did you speak?Are you Song Xi? 】

After Song Xi read the words on Fang Chen's paper, he quickly explained:

"I'm Song Xi here, don't worry about being heard by the ghost villagers, I've tried it"

Fang Chen still didn't dare to agree, Song Xi was probably pretending to be a ghost.

Song Xi obviously also knew Fang Chen's suspicion, but soon she gestured "six".

"This is our gesture to confirm each other, do you remember?"

gesture

A trace of doubt flashed across Fang Chen's cold face, as if there was really a gesture in his memory.

And it's a very reasonable thing to agree on gestures.

After a moment of hesitation, Fang Chen still spoke.

"What the hell is going on here?"

After a pause, Fang Chen was sure that he was not attacked because of his words, so he believed in Song Xi in front of him even more.

"I came here earlier than you. Before that, I was attacked by the villagers, so I escaped to the temple with my ghost hair, only to find that the villagers can't enter the temple, but I can't get out either."

Song Xi's voice was a bit cold, and Fang Chen felt that it was Song Xi's fear.

"It's okay, let's find the exit together"

"I've looked for all the useless ones here, except for this weird portrait."

Fang Chen set his sights on the portrait again, this time, he clearly felt the portrait approaching.

"Did you feel it? This portrait holding a human head is constantly approaching"

Song Xi obviously realized this problem a long time ago, but shook her head helplessly.

"But my ghost is on the verge of reviving the ghost, and I dare not act rashly. If I hadn't just met you, I would really have to wait to die."

Fang Chen nodded, he knew the pain of Li Gui's recovery, and the feeling that life was worse than death was really uncomfortable.

"I'll fix that."

Fang Chen turned his gaze back to the portrait, this time, his pupils shrank.

The portrait stood upright on the ground, motionless.

But it should be on the altar.

Fang Chen stepped back slightly, and his right index finger began to change strangely.

His nails were like bamboo, growing section by section, and then quickly turned gray, and Fang Chen's aura was also enhanced. As long as he wanted, he could use the ghost lock at any time.

He paced lightly and approached the portrait.

And as Fang Chen approached, the portrait moved for the first time in front of Fang Chen.

It trembled slightly, and besides that, there was a ghostly aura spreading out, as if it was recovering.

Seeing this scene, Song Xi beside Fang Chen hurriedly urged:

"Before it's too late, hurry up and suppress it. Once it fully recovers, our behavioral logic will be completely confused."

Hearing Song Xi's urging, Fang Chen didn't hesitate anymore, he took a step forward, and he urged his black nails forward with a fierce ghostly aura.

"Tear."

The biggest function of the ghost nails is to pierce the ghost aura. Unexpectedly, the ghost in front of him was weaker than expected, and Fang Chen easily pierced through its defense.

Fang Chen held up his nails and approached the portrait step by step.

"Come on, you're about to succeed."