The atmosphere at the scene was very quiet at one time...

But finally there was no harsh whistle. Bai Ye quietly breathed a sigh of relief and walked straight to the phantom. He leaned closer and took a closer look for a while, as if he didn't see that the phantom shivered a few times because of his approach.

Because the phantom was also covered by a layer of dark miasma, Bai Ye couldn't see what it was. While blinking in confusion, he turned to look at Xuanyuan Tiange and asked, "What kind of thing is this? It has death energy but no yin energy. Isn't this ghost? Moreover, this guy is so weak, weak and cowardly. Is it the real murderer we are looking for?"

"Of course it's not a ghost." Qi Yuan in the room also walked out. He could tell whether the phantom was a ghost at just one glance. Obviously, the black phantom was not, "It's not the real murderer."

"What is that?" Bai Ye looked at the phantom in front of him strangely, unable to understand.

"Want to know?" Xuanyuan Tiange raised his eyebrows and looked at the curious Bai Ye, but without waiting for him to answer, she suddenly heard her finger pinching the Ling Jue, and the phantom, which was originally bound in the air by her, suddenly gained freedom, and then rushed into one of the rooms like lightning.

"Oh????" Bai Ye was shocked when he saw this, pointed to the room where the phantom entered and said, "It ran away!!!"

"I can't run away." Xuanyuan Tiange looked calm and walked to the door of the room slowly. Without needing to say anything, Qi Yuan raised his hand again, and the door of the room opened automatically with a beep.

Xuanyuan Tiange raised his foot and walked in, his voice faintly: "As soon as I broke the illusion here, I had already blocked the entire third floor."

Bai Ye, who had not discovered that Xuanyuan Tiange had already blocked the third floor, had changed from a '???' face to a '!!!'.

When was it blocked? Why didn't he know?

Bai Ye followed in with a question mark on his forehead, and this room was obviously much better than the one they had just entered, and it was actually a suite.

Xuanyuan Tiange entered the bedroom with great aim. At this time, a short and fat middle-aged man was still lying on the double bed in the bedroom.

"This guy..." Bai Ye stared at the middle-aged man on the bed for a moment, then turned around and said to Xuanyuan Tiange and Qi Yuan: "It should be the director of this crew, right? You can tell that the director must have stopped running away. It's so round and rich."

Xuanyuan Tiange was too lazy to pay attention to his complaints. She squinted her eyes and looked around in the room, and finally set her eyes on a concubine's lounge chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, which had a rectangular wooden box on it.

Qi Yuan glanced at the wooden box, then looked at the middle-aged man on the bed and asked Xuanyuan Tiange, "Do you think this guy looks a little familiar?"

"Look familiar?" Bai Ye was confused, "What familiar? Do you know this guy? Or is this guy very famous and a famous director?"

Qi Yuan looked at him like a fool, "Will a famous director demoted himself to film an online drama?"

white night:"......"

It seems that the same is true.

"The theater photo of the first victim." Qi Yuan said: "The last time I searched online, he was the one who spoke to Zhang Lingling."

Except for Bai Ye who is still unclear, Xuanyuan Tiange and Qi Yuan are both insiders, and in fact, there is no need to remind Qi Yuan. When he saw this middle-aged man, Xuanyuan Tiange had already recognized him.

That day in the crayfish restaurant, the theater photos that Shui Weiwei found from the Internet were the man holding an ancient painting in his hand and talking to Zhang Lingling. As a result, he was photographed by an entertainment reporter or a book lover.

Even if the rectangular wooden box was not opened, Xuanyuan Tiange knew that what was contained inside should be the ancient painting he was holding in his hand at that time.

The phantom ran in and disappeared without thinking about where it was hidden.

No wonder she felt something was wrong when she saw the painting online. Her intuition has always been very accurate, and now she has found the reason.

Xuanyuan Tiange opened the wooden box, took out the scroll inside and slowly opened it. He saw that the ancient painting was a picture of a lady. A woman in Tang suit was sitting by the stream in the mountains, holding hands, and scooping a handful of water.

"The woman in this painting is the phantom just now?" Bai Ye came over curiously and looked at the woman in the painting carefully, "Is this an ancient painting sophisticated?"

Qi Yuan glanced at him lightly, then turned his eyes to the painting and asked, "Did you smell anything?"

"What does it smell?" Bai Ye sniffed hard and said blankly: "It doesn't taste."

Xuanyuan Tiange held the painting in one hand and said with a faint expression: "The smell of incense."

"Hmm?" Bai Ye was stunned when he heard this, and leaned closer a little closer, almost pressed his nose on the painting, and then took another breath, "Do you have a dog's nose? Why didn't I smell it?"

Xuanyuan Tiange ignored him, but his eyes fell to the forest behind the woman in the painting. Through the forests, you could vaguely see a vague building at the end of the forest. However, the painter did not heavy ink on the building, but simply drew a few strokes. If you didn't look carefully, it would be really difficult to see.

"Back to the forest, either a temple or a Taoist temple." Xuanyuan Tiange said: "The smell of incense comes from the painting."

white night:"!!!!!"

That's OK?!

Why can't this work? Even the women in the painting ran out. I don't know if it was the incense smell in the temple or the Taoist temple?

Xuanyuan Tiange stared at the woman in the conversation and said, "It's not a ghost, nor a painting is like a spell, but a person in the painting has become a shape, like a demon, not a demon, or a ghost, but can also be called a painting ghost."

"Drawing ghost?" Bai Ye blinked, then pointed to the woman in the painting and said, "So the murderer of the whole case is it? Then what are you waiting for? Just grab it out of the painting."

"It's the murderer, not it." Qi Yuan shook his head and sighed: "A painting from the late Tang Dynasty will not make the characters in it have a climate, let alone become a ghost. It's just being used by the real murderer."

"Ah?" Bai Ye was confused. His handsome face was ruined by him and he turned into a fool's face.

It is said that Bai Ze is a divine beast who is well-versed in everything, but the divine beast in front of him seems to be a high imitation. Except for his slightly higher martial arts value, his IQ is the same as Erha.

Xuanyuan Tiange glanced at him with a terrible look and explained: "This ghost was created by someone, not by himself. The students who died in the Emperor Ying Academy did have something to do with it, but the real murderer had someone else. At most it was a guise thrown out by the real murderer."
Chapter completed!