Grudge Chapter 215: Death in duty

　　 The one who walked out of the sculpture road was not any ghost guard that Chen Lu knew...but according to this "guest", he was dressed exactly like the "sculptor".

　　 Chen Lu looked at the oncoming sculptor, his heart surged.

　　 Right now, the cartoonist can't get out of the road of comics. That's because Chen Lu directly typed him into a line draft and let him escape.

　　 It is a sculptor who walks out now, not a ghost defender... Does it mean that there is a ghost defender trapped in this road?

　　 has even died?

　　 Chen Lu ghostly aura secretly, he stared at the sculptor, ready to attack.

　　 But as soon as Chen Lu's movements started, a wave of malice flooded Chen Lu.

　　 This malice didn't come from the sculptor...but from this house.

　　What does this mean?

　　 Chen Lu keenly felt the weirdness of the incident. If the four ghosts really had a problem, then why did they feel malicious in the house?

　　 is the problem with the four ghosts, or is there a problem with the house itself?

　　"Mr. Chen......"

　　Wang Dong said softly from the side:

　　"Please stay calm, every guest’s arrival time cannot be controlled, so I hope you can control your emotions."

　　 "Otherwise, you will be wiped out of the identity of the guest."

　　Wang Dong's voice is still meticulous, but in Chen Lu's ears, it is a naked threat. After being cleared of the identity of the guest, Chen Lu doesn't need to think about it.

　　 It's just...this actually made Chen Lu wonder.

　　Only these four ghosts were knocked out by Chen Lu. The abilities of the other three ghosts are so terrifying, dare you say something like this directly?

　　 Still, the organizer of this exhibition is not the four ghosts?

　　 Chen Lu just thought about a place and was interrupted by a sudden sound.

　　 I saw a figure walking out of the oil painting road...

　　 This figure is slender, his face is backlit, but...still not someone Chen Lu knows.

　　 He holds a paint basin in his hand, on which there are seven standard piles of colors, so I have never used it.

　　 And he is holding a paintbrush in his right hand, other than that, there is nothing special.

　　The oil painter walked out of the oil painting road, put the things in his hands parallel on the chair, then raised Erlang's legs, bowed his head, and closed his eyes for a little sleep.

　　 Chen Lu's face became more and more embarrassed, which means that at least two ghost guards have fallen.

　　 Then who are they?

　　 Fortunately, according to this logic, even if these three roads are all ghost victory, four ghost masters can still be left.

　　 I will see the last road now...

　　 Chen Lu looked at the direction of the print, with some worry in his heart.

　　 And Chen Lu didn't wait long before he saw the people who had come out on the road of printmaking.

　　 This time, the person who walked out was a big figure.

　　 His two fists are bandaged and he walks a bit hard, but he is firm in every step.

　　 And on his shoulder, he also carried a person. This person lay on the person's shoulder, as if there was no movement.

　　 Chen Lu knew this person, so when he saw his appearance, he smiled knowingly.

　　 "Dabao, you are here."

　　 Chen Lu yelled softly, causing the person in front of him to raise his head.

　　 "Hi, Chen Lu."

　　 Dabao smiled confidently, showing his white teeth.

　　 His body was covered with wounds cut by blades, and some deep wounds could see the bones, but it was such a miserable figure, in exchange for those optimistic, silly eyes.

　　 Dabao is also a ghost defender. She is a girl. She looks simple and does not have red makeup. It should be the "invisible" Wang Wenwen.

　　"This gentleman and lady, please wait here for a while and wait for the next guests to arrive."

　　 Is there anyone else?

　　 Now that these four directions have come out, who else is there?

　　 Dabao didn’t know what was going on. When he saw Chen Lu sitting on the table, he didn’t hesitate to sit on the chair first, then set Wang Wenwen flat, and Wang Wenwen leaned on the chair. She did not wake up now. But it didn't look like a coma, it was more like a deep sleep.

　　 This should be a self-protection mechanism for her, and one of her ghosts should be related to dreams.

　　Wang Dong whispered to Dabao about all the precautions of the banquet. At the end of the banquet, Wang Dong suddenly stiffened and looked in the direction of the painting door.

　　Is anyone coming out of the painting door?

　　 Chen Lu Mingming looked at the road of oil painting, and indeed, a figure appeared in that road.

　　 "Mr. Li, please hurry up, the banquet is about to begin."

　　 "Tap Ta Ta."

　　 The sound of footsteps came from the oil painting road. A man was holding on to the wall and stepping out of the dim oil painting step by step. This person was a little pale, with a thick needle stuck in his back.

　　He is Li Dagang, a ghost defender, code-named "veterinarian". Now he has escaped the attack of oil painters by some means, and he has stepped out of the oil painting road again.

　　The oil painter originally leaned on the backrest, but after Li Dagang appeared, his body became stiffer.

　　 Even it did not expect that the oil painter escaped.

　　 But he just stiffened for a while, then returned to normal and continued to rest.

　　, in his opinion, is just the result of one more kill.

　　 Li Dagang's face was pale, but when he saw Chen Lu and Dabao and the others, he felt relieved. He watched the two ghosts on the table warily, went around in a big circle, and then sat next to Chen Lu. .

　　 It wasn't until Li Dagang approached that Chen Lu could see the dense pinholes on his body, apparently using ghosts in them.

　　 Although Li Dagang is usually quiet, he has some strength after all... He can come back from the dead, which made Chen Lugao watch a lot~IndoMTL.com~ It’s just that Li Dagang doesn’t have any happy expressions. , On the contrary, his face was solemn, obviously the memory in the passage was very sad.

　　 "Everyone...tell you bad news."

　　"The magic boy Leitian...has been killed."

　　 "What?!"

　　 Although Dabao was a little far away, he still heard Li Dagang's words clearly, and there was incredible and sadness in his eyes.

　　"How is it possible? Are you really sure? Although his ability is not very strong, there is still no problem with self-protection. At the critical moment, he also used his life to force immunity to damage. Is he really dead?"

　　"..."

　　 Listening to Dabao's questioning, Li Dagang was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

　　 "It's not wrong, he really died...he was imprisoned for recovery."

　　 "I saw him being sucked into an oil painting full of torture instruments. He became a man on a cross. After suffering all kinds of torture, he finally recovered."

　　 "He became a child in the painting... Lost his mind, but even the three ghosts' ghost recovery, there is no way to escape the constraints of the painting."

　　 "I am a veterinarian...the judgment cannot be wrong."

　　

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