Can you do some personnel work?

"What did you do with this oil painting?!"

"Three of them have been slightly processed for the oil painting!"

"Meow meow meow???"

How did you end up throwing all the blame on yourself to a cat when you put together something together?

Are you okay with your conscience? !

Staring at the weird "new" oil painting, and comparing it with his own oil painting, and confirming that his own is not so outrageous, Miao Sankuang was slightly relieved.

"Have you ever encountered a bandage ghost? I wandered around the exhibition hall for a long time and didn't see one."

"We have been attacking on our side, Zhang Fa was unfortunately injured, but it's not a big problem. Now that you have joined us, next time you attack again, you should be able to find Feng Wai's whereabouts."

Qin Zheng said casually and skipped some small details, and Zhang Fa's expression behind him suddenly became more resentful.

This dog thing, you forget your friends after seeing sex, right?

Miao Sankuang subtly glanced at Zhang Fa with a weird look, and instinctively felt that the matter involved was not simple, but she tactfully didn't say anything, and walked over honestly.

When she saw clearly the pieced together abstract oil paintings on the ground, her heart couldn't help but thump.

If this is put on display in the museum, Lin Anshen won't blow it up, right?

"How long is it until the bandage ghost's next attack?"

"There is still one minute, pack up and escape here, in case there is any abnormality in these oil paintings, it will not affect us."

Qin Zheng greeted them, and after they placed several oil paintings on the counter nearby and covered them with tablecloths, they left here as if fleeing.

If Feng Wai appears here at that time, they will collectively kill him and say he did it!

For the harmony and stability of the team, sometimes it is necessary for teammates to make a small sacrifice!

As for Feng Wai, he seemed to feel the maliciousness in the dark, and shivered suddenly.

Turning around vigilantly, after confirming that there was no ghost following him, he continued to stroll upstairs.

It's just that at this time, he seems to be in a situation where ghosts are beating the wall, and the stairs that go up seem to have no end in sight, and the structure of each floor is the same as the one he passed just now, without any difference.

Even the tiles that were picked up by him are not bad at all, and Feng Wai's heart gradually sinks when he sees it.

"Does that bandage ghost still have the ability to hit a wall?"

Feng Wai muttered softly, and instinctively sensed a sense of incongruity, but found no other clues.

But just as he was tentatively continuing to walk upstairs, he didn't notice that there was a figure behind him at some point.

That figure was exactly the same as Feng Wai's, except that the position where the starving ghost's fangs should have been in the palm of his hand was now covered by a shadow.

When the figure moved, its posture seemed extremely stiff, but it still tried its best to imitate Feng Wai's every move, and gradually got used to it.

And as the distance between the two gradually narrowed, the face of "Feng Wai" in the back gradually rotted, and the eyeballs turned into blood and flowed down the corners of the eyes.

Feng Wai in front frowned, as if he had realized something, the starved ghost's teeth in his palm were slightly open in displeasure.

With Feng Wai's footsteps suddenly stopped, he didn't even turn around, and stretched out his hand to shake it hard——

"Pfft!!"

"Feng Wai" in the rear lost the upper half of his body in an instant, and the smelly blood splashed onto Feng Wai's back.

It's just a little unexpected, after the remaining lower half of the body trembled, the flesh and blood squirmed strangely and grew back to the upper body.

However, after being attacked once, the appearance of the ghost was slightly different from that of Feng Wai. A crack appeared on the face that had finally recovered, and the skin on the left and right sides was weathered and worn strangely.

In just one breath, the ghost's face seemed to be put together again, and only Feng Wai's shadow could be barely seen.

Looking back at this scene, Feng Wai frowned.

And just when he was about to use the tooth of the starved ghost to continue repairing the knife, the ghost seemed to have lost its target suddenly, and froze in place motionless.

After a long silence, it shifted its target, turned and left here.

Feng Wai stared blankly at the scene in front of him, but before he could react, the bandage ghost appeared behind him.

The moment he stared at the target, the bandage ghost instinctively wanted to rush over.

But the next second-

"Bang!!"

As if hitting an air wall, the Bandage Ghost's whole body was bounced back in a daze.

Feng Wai, who heard the movement, also turned around quickly, looking at the bandaged ghost who was thrown away with a dazed expression.

"What's going on here?"

Before he could think about it, he saw the figures of Qin Zheng and others looming behind the bandage ghost, and his expression suddenly lifted.

"Fuck! Feng Wai!"

However, Qin Zheng and the others suddenly became nervous when they saw Feng Wai, and their footsteps that they planned to come over suddenly froze.

"Run back quickly! Lead over!"

I don't know who yelled, Qin Zheng and the others immediately fled here without looking back. The speed was so fast that Feng Wai was taken aback for a while.

What's going on here?Why does it feel like seeing a ghost?

Feng Wai looked at their strange behavior blankly, and just wanted to follow, but he was not blocked by the air wall like the bandage ghost, and rushed out directly with ease.

Watching this scene helplessly, the bandage ghost was completely sick, and before he could react, he felt his body sinking, and his whole body was dragged into the floor strangely.

Feng Wai, who didn't notice the strange situation here, followed behind Qin Zheng and the others with a puzzled look on his face.

After following all the way to a certain oil painting storage area, Feng Wai's eyelids twitched when he saw the counters covered by tablecloths like traps.

These dogs are planning to trick themselves! ! !

No matter how fast Feng Wai's reaction speed is, someone's hand speed is even better, with a flick of a finger——

"Crack!"

"Caught it?"

"It's captured, clearly."

"That's all right, the evidence is here!"

183. The consumption of my own people is a bit too fast......

The hunched and thin figure strolled on the steps, eyes full of shadows staring at a certain direction upstairs.

The abdomen missing a large piece of skin was still bleeding, and while it was flowing on the ground, it was crazily corroding the ground like sulfuric acid.

Lin Anshen silently looked at the oil painting that had been altered just after it was finished, with his eyes downcast, wondering what he was thinking.

"Will it be those two people? Or is it him?"

Lin An muttered deeply, and finally put down the oil painting, staring at his left hand thoughtfully.

At this moment, his left hand was trembling uneasily, as if he had sensed something, but he couldn't determine the corresponding position, so he shook it impatiently.

"Where will it be?"

Lin Anshen raised his head and looked out the window. The exhibition hall opposite was very quiet, not even a single person was there.

But he could feel that there were a few people active in it, even his assistant was there!

As for Miao Sankuang and others on the other side, they were still in the final space, unaware of being spied on.

"What the hell have you guys done?!"

Feng Wai looked at the indescribably weird oil paintings after the tablecloth was torn off, and the whole ghost went numb for a while.

No wonder he ran away when he saw him, he dared to wait for him to chase after him, and then he jumped straight away!

"It's just that something happened. It's all caused by Mao Yousan, a silly cat. You can confess it when the time comes."

Are you really a dog?

The cat glanced at these dogs three times, it was clear that they were all accomplices, so how could the responsibility be piled on him!

Feng Wai even looked like you were fooling the idiots, even if he really threw the cat out, it's unbelievable!

"Didn't anything come out after these paintings were torn apart?"

"should not!"

"We didn't see it, so of course we didn't!"

"..."

How the hell did I get mixed up with these dogs?

Feng Wai grinned with some toothache, and before he could say anything, the space around him gradually fluctuated, and the scene in the entire exhibition hall was distorted strangely.

After the four weeks returned to normal, the familiar sunlight shone into the exhibition hall again, dispelling the cold air from the whole body.

"Why haven't the paintings been restored?"

"The space will still affect each other. On the bright side, these paintings are severely damaged, so there is no need to worry about ghosts suddenly running out of the paintings."

Miao Sankuang was talking nonsense seriously, he did a good job!

Although there may be other problems in the future, at least he is not being punished now!

The corners of Feng Wai's mouth twitched, he glanced at the weird oil paintings, and finally covered the oil paintings again.

Let's post a wanted warrant at the police station later, we can't let any of them go...

Not long after Qin Zheng and others returned to the exhibition hall, the sound of gentle footsteps resounded from upstairs again, unlike the previous ones controlling the steps of others, this time nothing unusual happened.

"Hint, what else is upstairs?"

[Lin Tushen passed by in the space of the oil painting, and the movement and movement diffused into reality]

"He appeared?!"

[It has disappeared in the oil painting, no trace can be detected, the space is in an unstable state, it is determined that the space will be officially fixed when the exhibition hall is officially opened]

As the reminder explained, Qin Zheng frowned.

In that case, have you caught that Lin Tushen beforehand?Is that guy a ghost too?

"What's the matter? Do you want to go up and have a look?"

Noticing Qin Zheng's expression, Su Zitu couldn't help asking, if the team is all together now, it's okay to rush down and try again.

It's impossible to be unlucky and encounter the bandage ghost guarding there again, right?

"No need, we can't catch the things upstairs now, let's look at them tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and leave here first."

Qin Zheng shook his head and said, getting the cursed bandage this time is already a big gain, and the next step is to investigate Lin Anshen's real family background.

And the sooner you leave here, the less likely you will be to find the problem with the oil painting!

"That's fine."

"By the way, the monitoring here..."

"Don't worry about this, because the official arrangement will be tomorrow night, so the surveillance is disabled now, so don't worry about being photographed."

Miao Sankuang said, which made them feel a little more at ease.

If I had known this earlier, I would have saved Feng Wai, and my own people couldn't be wasted so quickly!

"Then let's evacuate quickly, and then go back to the police station to find out the whereabouts of Lin Anshen's parents."

Qin Zheng greeted them, and the crowd rushed out of the exhibition hall without further delay.

And not long after they left, the strange cold air once again filled the entire hall.

The figure with Feng Wai's faint appearance was walking downstairs stiffly, every time it stepped on the steps, its face would squirm for a while, and its appearance slowly changed.

"Uh... ah-cough cough..."

An indistinct voice continued to float out of his mouth, and the voice line was adjusted and changed rapidly, and finally turned into a lazy female voice.

Until the moment the figure reached the first floor, its appearance had changed into that of a meowing maniac, moving its body stiffly.

Pseudo-meow three frantically came to the front door, the slack pupils refocused and locked the doorknob, just about to reach out to touch it, as the breath of living people approached, its figure disappeared in an instant land.

And Miao Sankuang, who had escaped a few streets away, seemed to have sensed something, and turned his head with some doubts.