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Even dead?

Chen Lu's ghostly aura surged secretly, he stared at the sculptor, ready to attack at all times.

But as soon as Chen Lu's movements rose, a burst of malice rushed towards Chen Lu.

The malice did not emanate from the sculptor but from the house.

What does it mean?

Chen Lu keenly sensed the strangeness of the incident. If it was really the four ghosts that were the problem, why did he feel the malice from the house?

Is it the problem of the four ghosts, or is there a problem with the house itself?

"Mr. Chen"

Wang Dong said softly from the side:

"Please don't be impatient, the arrival time of every guest is beyond control, so I hope you can control your emotions."

"Otherwise, you will be cleared as a guest."

Wang Dong's voice was still meticulous, but in Chen Lu's ears, it was a blatant threat. After being cleared of the identity of the guest, Chen Lu didn't need to think about what would happen.

It's just that this made Chen Lu start to wonder.

Based on these four ghosts alone, one of them was killed by Chen Lu. The abilities of the other three ghosts are so terrifying, how dare you say such a thing directly?

Or are these four ghosts not the organizers of this exhibition?

Chen Lu just thought of a place, and was disturbed by the sudden voice again.

I saw a figure walking out of the oil painting road

This figure was slender, his face was backlit, but he was still not someone Chen Lu knew.

He was holding a paint basin in his hand, with seven piles of standard piles of colors on it, and it was almost unused at all.

And his right hand is holding a paintbrush, other than that, there is nothing special about it.

The oil painter stepped out of the road of oil painting, put the things in his hands on the chair parallel to each other, then raised his legs, lowered his head, and closed his eyes for a short sleep.

Chen Lu's expression became more and more embarrassing, which meant that at least two ghost controllers had already fallen.

So who are they?

Fortunately, according to this logic, even if the three roads are ghost victories, four ghost slayers can still be left behind.

I'm looking at the last way now

Chen Lu looked at the direction of the print, feeling a little worried.

And Chen Lu didn't wait too long, and he saw someone who had come out of the printmaking road.

This time, the person who walked out was a tall and tall figure.

His two fists were bandaged, and he had some difficulty walking, but he was firm in every step.

And on his shoulders, there was also a person on his shoulders, and this person was spread out on the people's shoulders, as if he hadn't moved.

Chen Lu knew this person, so when he saw his appearance, he smiled knowingly.

"Dabao, you're here."

Chen Lu shouted softly, causing the person in front of him to raise his head.

"Hi, Chen Lu."

Dabao smiled confidently, revealing his white teeth.

His body was full of razor wounds, some of which were so deep that bones could be seen, but it was such a miserable figure that got him those optimistic, silly eyes.

The one on Dabao's shoulder is also a ghost slayer, a girl with a simple look, not red makeup, so it should be the "invisible" Wang Wenwen.

"Mister and Miss, please wait here for a while and wait for the next guests to arrive."

Anyone else?

Now that these four directions have come out to surpass people, who else is there?

Dabao didn't know what happened. When he saw Chen Lu sitting on the table, he sat down on the chair without any scruples, and then settled Wang Wenwen. Wang Wenwen leaned on the chair. She is not awake now, but it seems Not like a coma, more like a deep sleep.

This should be her self-protection mechanism, and one of her ghosts should be related to the dream.

Wang Dong whispered to Dabao all the precautions for the banquet. At the end of the banquet, Wang Dong suddenly froze and looked in the direction of the oil painting door.

Is there anyone else out of the oil painting gate?

Chen Lu Mingming looked at the oil painting road, and indeed, a figure appeared on that road.

"Mr. Li, please hurry up, the banquet is about to start."

"Tap tap."

The sound of footsteps came from the oil painting road. A man leaned on the wall and walked out of the dim oil painting step by step. The man's face was a little pale, and a thick needle was stuck in his back.

He is Li Dagang, the ghost slayer codenamed "Veterinarian". Now, through some means, he has escaped the attack of the oil painter, and he has walked out of the road of oil painting again.

The oil painter originally leaned on the backrest, but after Li Dagang appeared, his body stiffened unavoidably.

Even it didn't expect that the oil painter escaped.

However, he was only slightly stiff for a while, and then he returned to normal and continued to rest.

Perhaps in his opinion, it was just the result of one more kill.

Li Dagang's face was pale, but seeing Chen Lu and Dabao were there, he felt a lot more at ease. He watched the two ghosts on the table vigilantly, made a big circle, and then sat beside Chen Lu.

It wasn't until Li Dagang approached that Chen Lu could clearly see the dense pinholes on his body. It was obvious that ghosts were often used inside.

Although Li Dagang is usually ignorant, but after all, some strengths can be resurrected from the dead, which made Chen Lugao see a lot.

It's just that Li Dagang didn't have any happy expression, but his face was solemn, obviously the memory in the passage was very sad.

"Everyone has bad news for you."

"The devil boy Lei Tian died in the line of duty."

"what?!"