Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

After finding the painting that was probably related to Sun Rui's disappearance, Yue Li and Yang Jian immediately looked at it carefully.

However, these paintings seemed to be unable to find any clues just by relying on the eyes during the day;

"We need to take down the painting." Yang Jian said directly.

"Let me do it."

Before Yang Jian could call for help, the messenger named Zhou Ze volunteered to take on the task.

Yang Jian looked at Zhou Ze deeply, but did not refuse.

Zhou Ze saw this and stopped talking nonsense, and walked directly to the painting.

It's just that the painting is hung a little high. If you just stand on the ground, you can't touch the painting even if you stretch your arms.

Not to mention wanting to take it down, it's even more impossible.

Zhou Ze stood in front of the wall and thought for a while, then climbed up the counter next to it.

Standing on this, he could just touch the painting hanging on the wall.

Zhou Ze grabbed the photo frame and wanted to take it down.

Unfortunately, the painting didn't move at all, as if the painting was embedded in the wall.

"There is something wrong with this oil painting. I can't take it down." Zhou Ze immediately turned around and said to Yue Li and Yang Jian behind him.

"The oil paintings on the first floor seem to be no different from those on the fifth floor." Yue Li murmured in a low voice:

"It is impossible that it cannot be taken down, unless someone is playing tricks."

Yue Li's eyes were fixed on the oil painting, or more precisely, on the content of the oil painting.

That is, the old man in the painting.

Before, when he was on the fifth floor, Yang Jian had been attacked by the weirdness in the oil painting.

The oil paintings in the post office are the same, so the old man in this oil painting must also have something wrong.

After hearing Yue Li's words, the others also reacted and observed the oil painting.

Yang Jian even opened his ghost eyes to peek;

Although his ghost eyes were affected by the post office at this time, it was not very serious, at least it did not affect his peeping.

"The old man in the painting moved." Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"I saw it too." Yue Li also nodded seriously.

Just now, he also saw the old man sitting by the window in the painting suddenly blinked strangely;

It seemed that he looked over here intentionally or unintentionally.

"The person in the painting just blinked, and he wanted to turn his head, but he stopped again." Wang Yong said.

Although the movement was very small, the people present were either experienced messengers or famous ghost drivers, and their observation skills were all good.

Therefore, they all paid attention to this detail.

"It seems that there is indeed something wrong with this painting, and it may be related to the disappearance of Sun Rui you mentioned."

The bald man named Brother Long on the side moved his eyes slightly and made a conclusion.

Yue Li and Yang Jian did not comment on this conclusion.

It is right to say that there is something wrong with this painting now, but to say that it is related to Sun Rui's disappearance, some key evidence and clues are still missing.

So Yue Li observed this problematic painting again.

At this moment, the old man in the painting had a brand new change.

The old man who was originally sitting on the chair stood up strangely at this time, and then turned around and faced the front.

It was like observing the people in the hall from the front.

Seeing this change, the messengers couldn't help but reveal a trace of worry.

But Yue Li and the others looked at the old man in the painting without changing their expressions.

Just when he thought that the old man in the painting would make more movements, the portrait hanging on the wall actually loosened and fell off.

You know, Zhou Ze used a lot of strength just now and couldn't take it off.

Now it falls automatically, there must be something wrong.

Zhou Ze's face suddenly became solemn, but his hands did not delay at all.

He immediately caught the fallen painting, and then carefully placed it on the counter, and then quickly pulled away a little.

Yue Li had no idea about Zhou Ze's cautious behavior.

In the case of insufficient strength, it is indeed safer to stay away from unknown things.

But Yue Li was not afraid at all, and walked forward directly;

He looked at the painting on the counter seriously.

The old man in the painting also stared at him with his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

A trace of disdain flashed across Yue Li's eyes;

Although these oil paintings are a bit weird, according to Yue Li's observation, these things are more like some kind of supernatural product.

It is completely different from the ghost painting in the outside world.

Even the ghost painting is not very worrying for Yue Li, let alone the oil painting in front of him.

"Is Sun Rui's disappearance really related to this painting?"

At this time, Yang Jian also walked over slowly, looking at the oil painting in front of him, his expression slightly changed.

"I am not sure whether Sun Rui's disappearance is related to this oil painting, but I can be sure that Sun Rui was indeed studying this painting three days ago."

Zhong Yan is also sure of this matter. She can only tell the clues she knows. As for the rest, it depends on Yue Li and Yang Jian to judge by themselves.

Yue Li and Yang Jian also know this, so they didn't say anything, just continued to observe the oil painting in front of them.

But relying on observation alone, they didn't find any valuable clues.

Suddenly, Yang Jian seemed to have thought of something, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Then he did not speak, but stretched out a hand to touch the surface of the oil painting on the counter.

After the previous experience on the fifth floor, Yang Jian was more cautious this time.

This time he did not use the normal hand, but stretched out the ghost hand.

When his ghost hand touched the surface of the oil painting, something strange happened.

His ghost hand actually sank slowly as if it was submerged in water.

Seeing this scene, Yue Li's eyes flashed with understanding.

Before on the fifth floor, Yang Jian's arm had penetrated into the oil painting, and the oil paintings on the first floor were the same as those on the fifth floor.

Naturally, it should be possible.

Moreover, the oil paintings here are related to ghost paintings, and the most surprising thing about ghost paintings is the ghost painting world connected to the oil paintings.

Therefore, it is also extremely normal that the oil paintings in the post office are also connected to some special places.

But now Yue Li did not think much about it, and his attention was all attracted by the oil paintings.

Because just when Yang Jian's hand sank into the oil painting, the old man in the oil painting showed new changes again.

The old man actually moved again.

He was slowly retreating, as if Yang Jian's palm was about to touch him, forcing the old man in the painting to retreat.

Soon, the old man in the oil painting had retreated behind the wall.

At this time, other people also saw that Yang Jian's arm was actually immersed in the oil painting, and the changes of the old man in the oil painting.

But it was precisely because of seeing it that everyone's expressions became particularly solemn.

Since Yang Jian could reach into the oil painting, then the whole person should be able to do it.

If you think about it this way, that Sun Rui should be able to do it too.

According to this logic, Sun Rui might really have disappeared in the oil painting.

That's why they didn't find Sun Rui's trace in the post office.