Du Feipeng and I hurriedly ran to the portrait and found that the portrait at this moment was shrouded in mist, and there was a layer of mist surrounding the frame.
And the portrait has also changed.
Above the portrait, there was another person. This person looked frightened, his clothes were disheveled, and he was extremely panicked.
And this person is none other than Zhen Bin...
"Brother Zhen Bin has been arrested. Please think of a way to rescue him quickly."
Du Feipeng was extremely anxious. He and Zhen Bin had been friends for many years and had been through life and death many times. Now that Zhen Bin was in danger of life and death, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
This was really hard for me because I didn't know how to rescue him.
He touched the frame with his hand. The frame was very strong and he couldn't get in. Of course, even if he could get in, he wouldn't dare to get in easily. If he got in, like last time, and didn't know how to get out, wouldn't it be over?
Du Feipeng, an ordinary person, where can he move reinforcements?
Go back to Yang Pengxing and ask him to find Lin Yushan?
If Lin Yushan can save me, he will be a monster.
In desperation, I took out my cell phone and called Coffin Yang.
I have no choice, I don’t know how to save Zhen Bin, so I can only ask Coffin Yang for help. Coffin Yang is a big shot in the Yin and Yang world and has more knowledge than me. Maybe he can know how to save people.
After the call was dialed, Coffin Yang on the phone was extremely unhappy.
"You brat stayed up in the middle of the night, why did you call Tama?"
Coffin Yang felt like he had taken gunpowder, but before I could speak, I heard a charming woman's voice coming from over there.
"Ah~ Brother Yang, hurry up, move quickly, use~ harder...ah..."
The sound of heavy breathing made me blush immediately, and I understood why Coffin Yang was taking the gun medicine...
"Master, please stop for a while. Then I encountered a painting ghost."
When Coffin Yang heard the word "painting ghosts", his anger immediately disappeared, and his voice was also extremely surprised.
"Damn it! Did you eat Tai Sui? You can even hit a painting ghost once in a thousand years?"
"Master, I know I'm unlucky. One of my friends was caught in the painting. Do you know how to rescue him?"
Coffin Yang on the phone was very reliable and immediately gave solutions.
"I remember that the human skin photo frame is still on you. Take it out quickly. You can pass directly through the painting with it. Remember, after you go in, you will smear the blood on your fingertips on the frame after saving the person. That's it. You can get out. Remember, you only have a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, you can't get out of the painting."
I asked, "Okay! What is master's method for killing painting ghosts?"
"I don't know about this. You can explore it yourself. If you survive, let me know. If I am affected by your bad luck and encounter that thing, I might as well have a countermeasure."
After Coffin Yang finished speaking, he hung up the phone and continued his fierce battle...
I found the picture frame from my backpack, and when I looked at this human skin picture frame, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
I remember that Coffin Yang asked me to leave this thing to him before. Unfortunately, things are unpredictable, and I didn't expect that so many things would happen, so I was delayed for a while.
Now it has become my life-saving straw.
I took out an exorcism talisman and handed it to Du Feipeng: "If you encounter any evil spirits later, you can use this talisman and stick it on him."
Du Feipeng took the talisman and told me to be careful and leave him alone.
I looked at the picture frame in front of me, holding it with both hands. I closed my eyes and slammed into the picture frame. I felt my body was light and my head was in chaos.
When I opened my eyes again, I found that I was deep in a huge castle.
This castle is similar to those in Western vampire movies. It is cold and dark, with stone brick walls and cobwebs all over it...
This is a scene of ghost transformation. Unexpectedly, this ghost is also a fan of vampires.
Do you really think of yourself as a count?
I am pressed for time and only have a quarter of an hour. In ancient times, an hour was eight-quarters of an hour. One hour is equal to two hours now, and a quarter of an hour is fifteen minutes.
I only have fifteen minutes. If I can't be saved, I have to get out. Otherwise, if time goes by, I'm afraid that the cat-faced monster will kill Du Feipeng outside.
Although he has extraordinary skills, he is still an ordinary person and does not know the techniques to restrain evil spirits. If he fights a cat-faced monster, he will definitely lose.
I was also a little worried because the castle was not small and it was not easy to find Zhen Bin’s location within fifteen minutes.
But, at this moment, a strange sound came from the closed door directly in front.
I followed the voice to the door and listened.
I found out...this sound...is so weird...
After a minute or two, the sound disappeared, and then there was a sound of footsteps. After a while, the footsteps also disappeared, and I opened the door.
But when I saw the scene in front of me, I was a little dumbfounded.
Behind the door is a room whose layout is similar to that of a Western medieval castle.
In the room, clothes were thrown messily on the floor, and a naked figure was tied to the bed, with his back facing up. The man's whole body was trembling.
When I walked in, I realized that...the person who was tied up was actually Zhen Bin.
Be good~
Why is this guy still gay?
I felt sympathy for Zhen Bin's tragic experience for three seconds.
When Zhen Bin saw me, he buried his head on the sheets in shame.
I pulled out the Han Sword and cut off all the ropes that bound him.
"Get up quickly and get dressed so I can take you out."
Zhen Bin felt extremely aggrieved and sobbed softly: "My whole life's innocence is gone, how can I see anyone else!"
I glared at him and scolded him: "Why don't you cry? Come on and help me get up. I won't go out and talk nonsense. Others don't know. Are you afraid of a bird?"
Zhen Bin wiped away her tears, covered her buttocks, and shakily picked up the clothes that were scattered on the ground. After getting dressed, a door opened.
Coming out of it was a man.
Like the man in the portrait, he is blond and has a beard.
He was also very surprised when he saw me.
"Jiejiejie~ What a tender man, now that you're here, don't leave. Stay and serve me with him."
"I obey your uncle. Damn it, you just bully my friend. You even make fun of me. I think you are really impatient."
I glared at him and yelled.
Zhen Bin next to me was very afraid of the man in front of her and hid behind me.
"Haha! You still want to kill me? In the world of paintings, I am God, and no one can do anything to me."
Huagui sneered.
I saw that he was confident and not afraid. As long as he was a ghost, he would be afraid of magic.
Ninety-nine percent of the techniques we cultivators practice are to restrain ghosts and evil spirits, and belong to bloodline suppression.
"As soon as the sun shines, the evil spirits will be destroyed. The gods will shine brightly, and the nine dews will be too weak. The writing method cures the disease, and wherever the calligraphy and sealing talismans are followed, all evils will be subdued. Urgency is like a law or order."
I took out a flaming talisman and quickly recited the incantation. After reciting the incantation, the talisman in my hand sprayed a tongue of fire several meters away.
Xiong Tao's fierce flames illuminated this dim room a fiery red.
The flames rushed straight towards the painting ghost, and the yin energy on the painting ghost suddenly increased. He roared with his hands forward, and the fierce black ghost energy collided with the flames.
The yin and yang collided with each other, and the resulting air waves swept across the room.
Zhen Bin beside us was knocked to the ground by the air wave generated by the confrontation between the two of us.
At this critical moment, I didn't have time to take care of him. Only by fighting against the ghost painting could I have a chance of survival.
