Ghost in the Painting
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Since Wang Yu had locked his target on that man, he might as well follow behind that man. Anyway, he still couldn't find where Wang Xiaoya's soul was.
Wang Yu felt that this man was very strange. He looked as if his body had been hollowed out by wine and sex. His spirit was very poor, and he looked as if he would die at any moment.
Moreover, Wang Yu could not feel any Yang Qi that a normal man should have from him. That Yang Qi was intermittent, and even Wang Yu was worried about him. He might die at any time.
Wang Yu didn't even know how this man had survived after becoming like this.
And on his body, Wang Yu actually didn't feel much ghost energy. This was strange.
According to normal circumstances, this man should have been sucked dry by a ghost, which was why he became like this. Therefore, there should be a very strong ghost qi on his body. However, in this situation, Wang Yu was a little confused.
Wang Yu estimated that the biggest problem was still the painting. Perhaps the ghost was hiding in the painting.
Wang Yu had been following behind the man. The man casually ate something at a roadside stall and then walked towards his place of residence.
Wang Yu hid his figure.
The man hugged the painting and only knew how to laugh foolishly. He did not notice Wang Yu who was following behind him at all.
After returning home, the man actually opened the painting. Wang Yu also saw what was drawn on it.
A very beautiful classical beauty appeared on it. Wang Yu vaguely saw the words "Yang Yuhuan" written on it.
F * ck, it's actually Noble Consort Yang's painting.
Wang Yu could not help but be stunned. How much was this painting worth?
While Wang Yu was in a daze, the man actually fell asleep on the bed with the painting in his arms. A sweet smile appeared on his face.
Damn, it was a sweet smile.
Wang Yu felt that something was wrong. As a cultivator, this little difficulty could not stop him at all. Wang Yu instantly broke through the door.
After the man fell asleep, he saw wisps of black gas coming out of the painting. It was ghost energy. The ghost energy entered the man's body and then returned to the painting. Along with it was a trace of Yang energy in the man's body.
Wang Yu understood. No wonder Wang Yu didn't feel much ghost qi from this man, but the yang qi in his body was still decreasing. So this was the reason.
Possess the body as a painting, circle the dream in the painting, use the dream to imprison, steal yang qi.
Since he had seen it, Wang Yu naturally did not intend to release this ghost. Wang Yu felt that all of this should be related to the Noble Consort Yang in the painting.
The beauty was like a painting, but the beauty was also like a ghost!
Wang Yu sneered. The beauties of the ages were not easy to deal with. After they died, they would turn into ghosts no matter what. They were preserved for various reasons.
It seemed that Yang Guifei had been preserved in the form of a painting.
Wang Yu snorted coldly. A sliver of Yin Qi wanted to defeat him? That was a good idea. However, how was that possible?
The Yin Yang Dharma Power rushed out of his body and scattered the wisp of Yin Qi.
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