Sure enough, when he heard Yu Xing's words, the gray-haired young man who had originally planned to continue to cause trouble for the two suddenly appeared, suddenly fell silent.

He seemed to think about the wording, and then chose to be more secure, but he couldn't find the wrong answer in his position: "My name is Yunsi, how are the chess player?"

Yu Xing's eyes lit up. He was really lucky today. The first tester to choose to talk to was the teammate Ning Feng mentioned.

"The chess player is very good, Ning Feng is also very good. They mentioned you to me." Yu Xing took a step back and expressed his kindness.

After hearing what he said, Yun Si was sure that these two men had mentioned before entering Death Siriku Island, potential allies that existed on the deducer's side.

If he hadn't known him, the other party would not know both the title of the chess player and Ning Feng's real name. There are only two possibilities: one is that the other party had seen his two teammates long ago and had a certain understanding of them, and the other is what his teammates said himself.

Yun Si relaxed his muscles and realized that Yu Xing's actions just now were not demonstrations, but temptations, and smiled at them: "Where are those two people?"

"I probably went to Area C, where there is a clue that is suspected to be a fake." Yu Xing turned his head and pointed to the Chinese-style house painting, "It's not what you are looking for, so there is no need to waste time."

"Ah, that's it." Yun Sibu revealed his true character when he pretended to be afraid. He touched his hair, "No wonder nothing happened after watching for a long time. I'll take another look."

Yu Xing: "...You just follow the circumstances?"

"How is it possible? Do you think I'm stupid?" Yun Si looked at Yu Xing with some surprise, "Tell me honestly, are they saying bad things about me?"

Yu Xing curled his lips and said nonsense: "No, they said you are stupid."

"Oh, these two guys with a lot of black history dare to say that I'm stupid." Yun Si muttered, and then spread his hands out of mind, "Forget it, I'm used to it. I have a way to find a fake by myself, which is... a secret. As for you two, you can compete with me, but you don't let a stumble behind, otherwise I'll be angry."

There was a hint of gloom in his eyes: "I'm angry, the consequences are very serious?"

"Don't worry." Yu Xing promised him.

Zhao Yijiu, who had just tried to make trouble between Yun Si and Ning Feng, was skeptical of Yu Xing's guarantee.

He thought silently that when people like Yu Xing were layout, even their teammates were tool people - Qu Yanqing from the Fear Hospital was an example. As for a less-clear ally on the tester's side, it was probably the limit that Yu Xing would not let the knife go.

Yun Si accepted Yu Xing's suggestion and went to find the target oil painting again. He saw him quickly shuttled through the corridor without looking up at the oil painting. This way of searching gave Yu Xing some guesses about the so-called "secret method".

"It's an early warning or inspiration ability..." he murmured.

Fortunately, the appearance of Yunsi is good news. It seems that other experientialists have already made up for each of them to occupy a corridor and look for it first, so the experientialists in other corridors will not move to the corridor where Yunsi is before they can finish reading the oil paintings, which gives Yu Xing a relatively relaxed painting-based environment.

He looked over one by one, carefully distinguished the way of painting these paintings, and finally stopped in front of an ordinary river view.

Yun Si had just passed by this painting many times, and it seemed that he had sensed something, but in the end he was attracted by other paintings. Yu Xing stopped without hesitation. He turned around and said, "Brother Jiu, don't be standing there, come and take a look at this painting."

Zhao Yijiu stepped forward as he said, trying to see something from the painting.

A river.

A straight, calm, bottomless river.

The river is poured by deep blue, and the banks are slanted dams, and the elderly who cannot see clearly are fishing.

The sky is gray and white, like the color of brains, barely illuminates this somewhat modern urban river bank.

"The timelines of these paintings are as disrupted as Dead Sinishima itself," he said. "This painting is modern."

"Well, we can dig in the future for time, just look at this painting." Yu Xing pointed at the painting, "The character and the river are obviously two individuals, but in this painting, the superb line and brushwork are integrated, and it looks extremely harmonious."

"Yes." Zhao Yijiu followed Yu Xing's thoughts and indeed saw such characteristics.

The background of this painting is a common river bank background, which can be said to be ordinary. Of course, the overall atmosphere is still depressing. There is no horror, but just staring at this painting, you can feel a sudden palpitations.

"You are looking at the fishing rod in the hand of the old fisherman. The fishing line is connected to the float in the center of the river. The ball of things under the float is also drawn with the faint destruction of the lines. If you don't look carefully, you will not find anything hidden in the river." Yu Xing had only one place. Zhao Yijiu narrowed his eyes and indeed saw an unknown group of unknown things.

This thing is not defined by dark colors, but by some strange lines connected to the river waves. With a very magical brushstroke, these lines are merged into a "visible" weird river bottom.

"So is this painting?" Zhao Yijiu could only see that the painting was indeed superb, but it was impossible to conclude that this painting was a fake. He is not in a ghost state, and does not have the powerful perception of the ghost state, and cannot sense the aura of the ghost in the painting.

Yu Xing nodded, and his tone was very firm: "Well, it's this painting, take it down."

They had already asked what to do when they were talking to Ning Feng, and Ning Feng said that they would take it down and take it to the third floor to hand it over to the person in charge.

Other ghost viewers would not stop them because of this, as if they were vaguely aware of such a thing, and they knew that these dwarfs were given special tasks by the organizer.

Zhao Yijiu then reached out and held the frame of the oil painting.

"Why is this painting?" Yun Si had long noticed their actions. He had just seen them staying in front of this painting for too long and pointed at them. Now that he saw Zhao Yijiu reaching out to take the painting, he finally couldn't help but come over.

It was their own ability to find fake paintings here to get a quota. Yun Si did not intend to come and compete. He was just curious. He thought that there was something wrong with the painting just now, but he didn't feel sure after swaying. It happened that there was a look on the other side that made him care more, so he went over.

He was wondering what the two deducers used to identify that the painting was a fake, as if they were not attacked by ghosts, and even the stiffness of their bodies did not exist, which meant that they had not entered the hallucination.

Yun Si asked this, and Yu Xing didn't intend to hide it from him. After all, even if others knew about his method of identifying paintings, they could not imitate: "Crodill's colors are relatively brilliant and the lines are sparse, and this painting does not meet Crodill's line level."

Yun Si waited for a while and found that the sentence had no text. Zhao Yijiu had already taken off the painting and held it in his hand, intending to leave with Yu Xing.

"Is that all?" he asked again in a bit incredible way, "Just because of the so-called lines, can you be sure there is a ghost in this painting?"

"This is the correct way to identify the painting." Yu Xing smiled at him, "Pictures that do not meet the painter's painting habits and abilities are of course fakes. Isn't this easier than judging which painting has ghosts? And I have asked Ning Feng's rules carefully. It seems that the person in charge has never said that there are no ghosts in paintings that are not fakes. If you want to judge authentic and fakes by the breath of ghosts, you may have to spend more time."

Yes, there may not be no ghost aura in genuine paintings!

Yun Si suddenly thought that the reason why he thought the other painting was even more suspicious was that his early warning system called him the police. His title was prey and had a natural perception of enemies and danger. Therefore, this perception led him to the front of the authentic painting, but did not give him the correct answer.

Perhaps there was a ghost hidden in the Chinese-style courtyard he saw at the beginning.

However, the ghosts in genuine paintings will not come out to attack outsiders, but the hidden aura is not under their own control and continues to affect outsiders' judgment.

If outsiders want to truly determine that a painting is a fake, they can only use various methods to stimulate the ghosts in the painting and let them come out to attack them. Only when they are attacked can they get a confident answer. At this point, the design of this copy is very cunning, which means that every time they find a painting, they will inevitably experience the attack of the ghosts.

Yun Si was speechless. No wonder he searched for fakes for three plus five, a total of eight hours. These times made them try and make mistakes.

But I am so envious... How much trouble can a teammate who can really identify oil paintings save him...

He pursed his lips and followed the two of them and left the corridor. After all, if Yu Xing's painting was really the fake, then the entire corridor would be useless.

There are nine painters and five fakes, and five of them are one by one, which should be in a more reasonable state. It is impossible for Crodill, a painter, to occupy two paintings, right?

Of course, no one stipulates that this cannot be done, but everyone tacitly believes that this is not reasonable. At least it will not be found in the end, so they will re-find the exhibition area of ​​the painter's works that have been found.

Yun Si didn't follow him too closely, but turned to Area B. At the last moment he left Area A, he looked back with some sense, and found that two people who were also experientialists were talking head-to-early with people he was not very familiar with, and their eyes fell on the backs of Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu.

Has been discovered.

It was sooner or later that the two deducers were discovered, and now it is a relatively good situation. After all, they have even found a painting. Although they have not yet handed it over to the person in charge of the third floor for judgment, Yu Xing's confident tone always made Yun Si feel that this painting should be the correct answer.

But depending on the situation, the two deducers seem to be in trouble.

Yun Si hid himself with a shelf with ancient armor and observed the situation in Area A. He saw that the companions in the two teams of testimonials whispered for a while and followed him. One of them had a small quill in his hand.

He knew that this person was lucky in the squad, and he was called a chef. There was a sacrifice around their birth point. After two hours of searching, the chef really got his own sacrifice. Now the chef is the most confident person in the entire squad.

The chef's ability is to cook, cook living and dead objects, cook the souls of living and dead people. I don't know what sacrifice to change the appearance of the quill pen. In short, it doesn't look very weak. If the chef is targeted, Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu may not be very relaxed.

Yun Si thought about it and fell behind the chef and his fellow chefs. He decided to go and watch the fun first and reach out to help if necessary.

The chef is not good at attacking, but he has an excellent advantage in having sacrifices in this kind of occasion, that is, the chef does not need to worry about causing the ghost to be restless, because he has a sacrifice in his hand.

The sacrifice itself has nothing to do with the aura of ghosts. If the sacrifice is used, the aura will be even more vigorous. As long as the chef uses the sacrifices around Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu, it is very likely that the ghosts in the fake paintings can be activated. When the ghost "sees" Zhao Yijiu holding it, he will inevitably launch an attack.

He was a little curious when he said that. Yun Si even thought, "Why let the chef succeed?" He also wanted to see how the ghosts in the fake paintings attacked. He could still guess that the characters inside took action directly. Where is the landscape painting? Can you suck people in?

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content below! Anyway, under normal circumstances, if you want to get a fake painting, you will be attacked. Even if Yu Xing is attacked once, it doesn’t matter? Should he be able to escape danger?

Yun Si was very happy to watch the fun. No matter which one it was, he could get a lot of information. Yu Xing was in the Mirror Squad, who was invisible ally of their team, but that was also a matter of confusion between time. Now both sides of the timeline only know that they had met each other and helped each other. The Mirror Squad was far from reaching the intensity that Yu Fengchen had seen before - this was what Yu Fengchen told them after he came back from the tomb palace.

So he also wanted to see how quickly Yu Xing and Leng Jiu solved the problem.

With this mentality, he followed the people in front to the stairs from the second to third floors. Because he was far away, he could clearly see that Leng Jiu and Yu Xing had eye contact, and they seemed to have discovered the enemy who was following the ill-gotten plot.

At this moment, the chef took action.

The chef suddenly approached the deducer in front. The quill in his hand turned into a real feather, but swept towards Zhao Yijiu with some purpose. A drop of bright red blood dripped from the feathers. In an instant, the river bank oil painting in his hand began to tremble. Zhao Yijiu looked down and grabbed the oil painting tighter without surprise.

Yu Xing became even more arrogant. He laughed out loud: "I thought you had been with me for so long and didn't dare to attack me, but I finally couldn't help it."

The chef is a middle-aged man. When he heard Yu Xing say this, he knew that he had been exposed, but he was not panicked: "Didn't you just want me to get close, so that when ghosts attack, they will also include me in the attack range?"

He sneered: "This is exactly what I want. Only those who resist the attack of ghosts are the winners. I want this painting."

The tremor of the oil painting became increasingly larger and larger, and finally, a sound of water waves appeared in everyone's ears.

Yun Si's face froze.

Why did he hear it even if he was so far away?

The attack range of this oil painting is not so large, he just wants to be an audience member!

The next second, when he was just trying to watch the fun, his eyes blurred, and the air around him was obviously pulled away and changed. When he breathed the fresh air, the atmosphere around him had changed.

The sound of a river surging in his ears and the elderly chatting and laughing loudly.

There was a long blue river in front of me, but the feeling of wind leaking between my legs made Yun Si's expression distort for a moment.

He looked down and did not see his feet directly, but saw... a white long dress.

A sound of five thunders thunder sounded from his mind. He stretched out his hands in disbelief and pinched his chest.
Chapter completed!