At this moment, there is still half a street away from Li's Mansion.

There were about twenty people in red robe, each of whom looked like a puppet, standing on the street without moving.

All of these people are male images, but their faces are covered with thick rouge, and their empty eyes are straight, making them look particularly weird.

In the center is the gorgeous old-fashioned sedan chair.

In the sedan chair, there was a living person staring at a large portrait in front of him with breath and concentration.

"It's really different from the original..."

The third personality was watching the strange scene in Ji Li's mind, and sighed.

The same is true for Ji Li, and his attention was all on this portrait.

He didn't even realize that the sedan chair had stopped moving forward. In just a few minutes, he saw the bride in the portrait, and Hongsha opened a part of it again.

The scene now was that he could see the dead bride's jaw.

It was the white and bloodless face. Although the vermilion lips were delicate, they formed a very powerful contradiction with the strange whiteness of other parts of the face.

Even this posture reminded Ji Li of the conflict between red and white.

He didn't know if it was a coincidence, but he just felt that this portrait was in line with the beginning of the mission.

Ji Li was holding a metal lighter in his hand, pressing his thumb on the switch, always preparing to set fire to destroy the portrait.

This painting is too evil.

Even at that moment when the red sao started, Ji Li could no longer feel any movement outside the sedan chair.

During this period, he tried to lift the curtain of the sedan chair repeatedly to find out what happened to Tongguan and others, but the curtain seemed to be embedded in the sedan chair, and he could not lift it no matter how hard he tried.

Including now, he didn't know that the sedan chair had actually stopped, and he couldn't feel that the sedan chair was operating.

The sound of the wind, the footsteps, and the voices of the pedestrians all stopped in Ji Li's world, and it felt like...

Ji Li has been completely closed down.

All his movements must be carried out in the sedan chair.

And of course there is only one initiator of all this: the strange portrait in front of you.

Of course, Ji Li also realized this change, and the source of the change was that the bride gradually lifted the veil on the painting...

"The red yarn is still being opened, we must make a decision whether to leave or stay!"

The third personality began to warn Ji Li in his mind.

At present, once the bride is exposed, it is very likely to cause a greater crisis.

But how to escape from the sedan chair has become a problem now.

Ji Li held the lighter and he wanted to burn the painting, but he had some worries.

First, most of this painting is a ghost incarnation, so it is hard to say whether it can be burned; second, even if it can be ignited, if it cannot escape from the sedan chair within a limited time, it will still turn into ashes.

Thinking of this, he began to put his mind on the sedan chair itself.

This is a common structure that is more in line with the ancient sedan chairs in film and television dramas. It is all made of wood. If you knock on it, you will hear some dull sounds.

He is now sitting side by side with the portrait on the platform in the sedan chair, which is also a kind of chair.

The red fabric around Ji Li also reflected a little red, as if he had become a woman waiting to get married.

At the top of the sedan chair is a square shed, but it extends upwards and the four corners become a cone.

After thinking about it, Ji Li said that since the main entrance was not accessible, he simply tried whether he could leave the roof.

Thinking of this, he ignored the portrait for the time being, stood up and stood on the platform, and gently touched the connection between the roof and the square with his hand.

The light source of the flashlight shone. After touching it, he found that the sedan was without any metal!

This is a pure wooden sedan chair, and even the edges are connected by two wooden boards.

This discovery made Ji Li's eyes lit up. If it were all made of wood, judging from the oldness of the sedan chair, it might not be impossible to break it from the inside.

He looked down at the portrait again, and the bride's red gauze was half opened.

From the moment the red yarn was lifted, it took about ten minutes.

In other words, in another ten minutes, the red yarn will be completely lifted and the bride will reveal its true face.

Just when the red shiva was half-removed, he had already been closed to his five senses of external influences. Once they were all lifted, he could predict what he would end up with.

But Ji Li was not anxious at all in his heart at this moment.

He still felt that it would not be difficult for him to escape from the sedan chair within ten minutes.

At worst, I will destroy the portrait in the end.

But that's the worst way, and he has enough time now.

Ji Li hesitated for a moment and set the lighter on fire and placed it in a corner of the sedan.

The flames burned violently in the air, but there was no slight instability.

After taking a deep look, he raised his eyes and pointed it at the top of the sedan chair.

Take out a knife from behind your waist, tear off the decorative satin first, and look at the leaking wooden board.

He penetrated into the connection point one after another.

The strange smell of wood chips floated down like raindrops, Ji Li

He sniffed and stopped the movement at hand.

He grabbed a handful of wood chips and put them under his nose and smelled them. The smell was somewhat familiar to him.

"It's the smell of death, but it's not exactly..."

The third personality also smelled the source of the smell and said a word that seemed nonsense.

But Ji Li understood. The sedan chair was covered with the smell of dead bodies. It should have been foul smell, but it was mixed with the characteristic spices, creating a strange smell now.

This shows that this situation occurs when the sedan chair is accompanied by the corpse for a long time.

Ji Li didn't pay much attention and used his strength to remove the wooden boards on the roof one by one.

When a wooden board was dismantled, a star appeared on the top of the sedan chair.

The wind from outside blew away Ji Li's hair. He sniffed the unique evening autumn atmosphere, and he took off a few more pieces with neatness.

Then he threw his backpack out, put his hands on the top of the sedan chair, and finally looked down at the painting.

Ji Li couldn't see clearly how the dead bride had lifted the red saint at this moment, but it was obviously about to be completely lifted.

But in the Ming Dynasty, a pair of black eyes were embedded in the pale face.

Ji Li saw a tear mole under the bride's right eye!

This originally unobtrusive feature has become a standard for identification in the darkness.

It made him feel a sense of trance for no reason.

In the reminder of the third personality, Ji Li turned over and came out of the sedan chair.

Located on the long street where no one is late at night, with the cold wind blowing, everything in front of you is so unreal.

He looked further into the street, and Tongguan and the funeral team all disappeared.

"Why, I guessed wrong before..."

He reached into his arms and took out the cigarette box. After the wind blew his long scattered hair, he suddenly remembered that the lighter had been left in the corner of the sedan chair.

Looking back suddenly, the sedan chair and the welcome of relatives have completely disappeared on this street.

Ji Li looked at this scene and raised his hand to slowly pinch the cigarette beside his mouth in his palm, frowned, and murmured:
Chapter completed!