Chapter 1621 Suspicion in the Painting

Chapter 1621 Suspicion in the painting

Fang Yang himself continued to focus on the platform and continued to search around, hoping to find some new clues.

Half an hour later, everyone returned to where the car was parked. Fang Yang asked: "Have you discovered anything?"

Wang Qiang said: "The road has been completely blocked and ordinary people cannot pass. There are no traces of walking around, so there should be no descent. What about you? What did you find?"

Fang Yang shook his head, with a serious look on his face: "There are no clues around, these people seem to have evaporated out of thin air! I'm afraid it's more dangerous than good."

Dai Cheng swallowed and said weakly: "Actually, death is not necessarily certain..."

Fang Yang immediately asked: "Why?"

Dai Cheng whispered: "There have been tourists who disappeared inexplicably. A few days later, they were found on a hillside not far from the village. Although the condition was not good, they were not dead."

"I hope what you said will happen."

Now Fang Yang is a little confused and doesn't want to let the atmosphere of panic spread. Seeing that it was not early, the three of them set off back to the camp.

When I returned to the camp, I found only two or three people sitting around the fire. The others were probably resting in the tents. Dai Xianglong was still sitting in the far corner, holding a paintbrush in his hand.

Fang Yang signaled Wang Qiang and the two to be silent, and quietly walked behind Dai Xianglong. I found that he still painted the same painting, but the battle scenes were more tragic and bloody.

It was obviously just a painting, but Fang Yang seemed to be able to feel the soaring resentment and murderous intent in the painting!

Dai Xianglong, who was originally carrying Fang Yang, also turned around suddenly, saw Fang Yang behind him, and angrily shouted: "When did you come here? Don't you know this is rude?!"

Fang Yang explained: "I just came back from outside and saw you sitting here, so I wanted to come over and say hello to you."

"You will pay the price for this!" Dai Xianglong dropped a sentence inexplicably and got into the tent.

Wang Qiang said dissatisfiedly behind him: "What the hell?! Don't forget that you are just the guide we are looking for! Do you really think you are an uncle? That's funny."

Fang Yang looked at the tent that had been put down and whispered to Wang Qiang: "There is indeed something wrong with Dai Xianglong, or in other words, there is something wrong with the painting he painted!"

Wang Qiang was a little confused: "What do you mean? What can be wrong with painting? Has he become a spirit? Or is he a painting fairy?"

Fang Yang said: "I have seen the painting he painted once. Although it is roughly the same, the image of the fighting is much clearer, and it seems to have spirituality."

Wang Qiang was also a little surprised: "Spirituality? Real or fake? Isn't this too exaggerated? How can Dai Xianglong, an ordinary person, draw psychic paintings?"

Spirituality, although most of the time it is a word of praise, it also has a deeper meaning. For example, mountain spirits, water ghosts, and painting fairies can all be called spiritual beings.

Fang Yang's eyes flickered: "I'm really curious about what is causing trouble!"

Fang Yang has determined that there is definitely something wrong with Dai Xianglong, but he can't feel the yin or hostility in his body.

If you want to practice Yinxie magic, you can't hide the Yinxie aura in your body no matter what. With Fang Yang's keen senses, he would definitely discover it immediately.

"I'll go in and talk to him. You be careful outside."

After saying that, Fang Yang opened the tent and walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Dai Xianglong was still painting the painting, but there were a few more characters in the painting, including Fang Yang and Wang Qiang!

Dai Xianglong never thought that after scolding Fang Yang just now, he would follow him. Before he could hide the painting in his hand, his eyes flashed, and the painting was in Fang Yang's hands!

Dai Xianglong was anxious and rushed up to grab the painting: "What are you going to do?! This is my thing! Give it back to me quickly!"

Fang Yang flicked Dai Xianglong to the ground, shook the painting in his hand and asked, "Dai Xianglong, I think it's time for us to have a good talk?"

Dai Xianglong's eyes were red, and he fell to the ground and gasped: "What do I have to talk about with you? Give me back the painting!"

Fang Yang looked at Dai Xianglong and said, "It's okay to give it back to you, but you have to answer me, why did you draw this painting? Why did you include us?"

Also, what's going on with the people fighting each other up here? Don't tell me you don't know anything, that will do you no good! "

Dai Xianglong's face slowly became distorted, his whole body trembled violently, his pale face turned purple, and he looked extremely ferocious.

"What's wrong with you?!" Fang Yang was startled, fearing that something had happened to him. As soon as he got close to Dai Xianglong, a soft and strong wind suddenly hit him from the left.

Fortunately, Fang Yang was experienced and stepped aside in time. I saw a flash of cold light, and a cut was made on his left arm!

"Who?!" Fang Yang only saw a blurry shadow flashing past, and when he looked again, there was no trace!

Fang Yang ignored Dai Xianglong and immediately rushed out of the tent and said to Wang Qiang outside: "Did you see a shadow coming out of the tent just now?"

Wang Qiang was surprised to see Fang Yang lose the lottery: "No, I have been staying here, there is nothing strange."

Fang Yang quickly circled around the camp and couldn't find any trace of the other party. Then he returned to Wang Qiang and said, "Sure enough, there is something evil!"

Wang Qiang brought a first aid kit: "Let me pack it for you. What happened? "

Fang Yang did not refuse, and while asking Wang Qiang to treat his wounds, he replied: "There must have been something hiding in Dai Xianglong's tent and attacked me just now."

Wang Qiang tied the bandage: "Is it possible that it has been attached to Dai Xianglong and we didn't find it?"

Fang Yang didn't have a definite answer: "I don't know yet. In short, this matter is really a bit evil."

Wang Qiang looked at the tent behind Fang Yang, "Isn't that Dai Xianglong likely to be controlled at any time? Will he do something else?"

Fang Yang said: "It is indeed possible."

They were talking here when Liu Xing'an ran over in a panic: "Director Fang, I don't know what happened to Dai Cheng. He fainted in the woods nearby!"

Fang Yang's expression changed: "Dai Cheng?! I'll go over and take a look. Wang Qiang, you stay here and be careful. I'll be back as soon as possible!"

Although Dai Cheng is inconspicuous, he was also born and raised in Caoshan'ao and is familiar with some of the rumors and terrain here.

Now that it is known that Dai Xianglong has a problem and Dai Cheng's position is dispensable, it suddenly becomes important. I just never expected that something would happen so soon!

Soon, under the leadership of Liu Xingan, Fang Yang found Dai Cheng lying next to the woods. He lay wet on the snow, his life or death unknown.

Liu Xing'an asked in a low voice: "Director Fang, do you want to deal with it?"

Although it is true to say this, accidents often happen when doing their job. Sometimes, for some inhuman reasons, we do shady things.

"Let me see first, maybe I can still be saved."

Fang Yang squatted down and took a look at Dai Cheng's breath. He found that the heat was completely gone. He looked at his eyes again and found that it had not completely spread yet, so he should still be saved.

His right hand calmly rested on Dai Cheng's pulse gate, slowly passing through a ray of true energy, and first hanging on to his life.