The headless little ghost, his two calves as thin as numb stalks, moved forward slowly.

Its appearance is indeed a bit terrifying, but judging from this series of actions, it definitely has no terrible ability.

Yu Guo was calm and composed at the door, and he would leave the house as long as he took a step back.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The headless little ghost was unfast, but after a few seconds of stalemate, it was only one step away from Yu Guo.

When the little ghost's feet had already touched the carpet where Yu Guo stood, he finally moved.

Yu Guo evacuated the house in one step, but did not close the door and completely left the entrance.

But then the scene before his eyes flashed, and the light from the outside had just shone on his face, and then it returned to darkness.

Yu Guo's body had just entered the outside world for half a second, and was pulled back to the entrance of the entrance.

At this time, there was no look of surprise on his face. Instead, due to the change in space, he had already stood behind the headless little ghost.

Yu Guo and Xiao Gui's front and back positions were switched together. He supported the wall and rushed out from the spot.

The rotation in space has actually been in Yu Guo’s plan.

This method of creating a small-scale barrier is not advanced and has many flaws.

It is not realistic to leave the barrier by evacuating the house, but this is what Yu Guo takes advantage of.

The little devil was ahead and pressed him step by step, and he had no choice but to retreat.

In this mode, he has too little operational space, so he must use the characteristics of the barrier to complete the position switching.

The root of this small barrier is nothing more than the picture of the five sons passing the imperial examination.

All he had to do was to rush towards the screen as quickly as possible after the position was switched, destroying it.

Time must be fast.

The headless little ghost is just the first ghost in the picture.

Once it fails, the second little devil should also be separated from the painting. By then, Yu Guo's situation will become worse when attacks from both directions.

However, for Yu Guo, two seconds is enough.

Everything happened very quickly. When Yu Guo sprinted to the screen, the headless little ghost had just turned his head.

Yu Guo stepped on the pool of blood left by the little devil, and faced the screen that was more than one person tall, he punched it and smashed it hard at the fifth son Corden on the screen.

At the same time, another child had already stood up from the desk, spread his arms and tried to jump out of the painting in the same posture.

"Bang."

After a muffled sound, Yu Guo was surprised to find that the screen was intact, but there were several scratches on the back of his hand.

"Can't destroy it!"

Yu Guo shouted inwardly, then took out a knife from behind and stabbed it into the painting, but he scratched it up and down several times, but did not cause any damage.

But at this time, the second little ghost had already drilled out of the painting and stretched out his hand to grab Yu Guo.

Yu Guo didn't dare to stand in front of the painting anymore, took a step back, and was stepping on the pool of blood, and he almost slid.

His retreat left room for the second little devil, completely breaking away from the painting, and landing in an extremely stable posture.

And the headless little devil behind him is approaching step by step during this period.

Yu Guo's eyelids twitched, his hands were trembling, and two little ghosts were attacked by one in front and one behind, making his movement space smaller and smaller.

"No hurry, no hurry.

This small-scale barrier must be related to this screen and can definitely be cracked!"

In another three seconds, the two little devils will be completely close, and he will enter a dead end without the resistance of the sinful object.

Yu Guotiao looked at the picture of the fifth son's passing, his palms were wet with sweat beads. He leaned against the wall little by little, constantly looking for ways to crack it.

And in the vision directly in front of him, he suddenly discovered that the second little ghost was unique.

"Why did the first ghost break his head when he jumped down, but the second one didn't?"

Looking at the lively little ghost, he turned his gaze to the pool of blood behind him.

The Five Sons Corden's picture cannot be destroyed. So if the painting is not made into a painting, is it also a cracking method?

Yu Guo thought about this and felt that it was more and more likely.

Otherwise, there was no reason why the first little ghost left so much blood on the ground, which obviously gave him a hint of life.

At this time, the two little ghosts were less than one meter away from Yu Guo's body.

Yu Guo could no longer approach the screen at close range, so he could only lift his legs and take off the sneakers on the soles of his feet, aimed slightly, and smashed towards the painting.

The sole of the shoe has been stepped on by a pool of blood before, which can more or less contaminate.

The shoes that flew over left a broken blood footprint on the painting, but they all stepped on the white space.

The actions of the two little ghosts continued and did not interfere.

Yu Guo cushioned one foot and kept jumping, while taking off his other shoe and swaying his palm. He only had this last chance.

"The whole painting is so big, but the picture of the Five Sons passing the imperial examination only accounts for one-fifth of the picture. Isn't this a difficult task for me?"

At this time, Yu Guo was still a little regretful. The branch had held a dart throwing competition, but he didn't participate in the live broadcast that time.

If I had this experience, I'm afraid that throwing shoes now wouldn't be that difficult.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind. Yu Guo looked for the touch, staring at the five sons' head-on picture.

"Well, follow your intuition, die if you die!"

After glanced for a long time, Yu Guo still followed the touch and threw out the last shoe.

The shoe passed the little devil in front of him, drew a parabola in the air, and headed straight to the center of Wuzi Dengketu.

At the same time, the two little ghosts had already grabbed their hands at the corner of Yu Guo's clothes, and an electric current swept across his body, and his consciousness became blurred.

But in an instant, his brain became clear again.

The two little ghosts in front of him disappeared. On the screen three steps away, the picture of the five sons passing by was smeared from top to bottom by a rich red blood.

Although the whole picture was not destroyed, it was completely polluted.

Yu Guo finally breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward quickly, and put his two shoes back under his feet.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Once again approaching the screen, he suddenly found that the current screen is different from what he saw just now.

The screen was simple and beautiful before, and it was very exquisite, but now it looked like it was covered with dust, and there were even a few black bugs climbing up and down.

After taking a look, Yu Guo walked over the screen and walked into the main hall. At first glance, he found that it was ancient and artistic.

He turned his head in confusion and looked at the screen blocking the entrance. Is this screen inconsistent or something wrong with the whole house.

The main hall has a large area, and in front is an open tea room with its back facing the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Zhengdong is a solid wood sofa, a Taishi chair, and a wooden tea table with carved dragons and painted phoenixes.

Zhengxi did not place a TV, but instead placed two slender porcelain jars with blooming flowers.

At this glance, Yu Guo's eyelids twitched and his mouth kept spitting fragrance.

Because there was a huge picture frame on the wall where the TV should have been placed.

The picture on it is a child of seven or eight years old who is gathered in front of the tea table to make tea.

Before Yu Guo finished scolding, a tall figure walked out from the side of the tea room opposite, with a tired face and a slightly messy dress.

"Yu Guo?"

"Zhanxun?"

Zhan Xun had just cracked a painting and was walking out of the side room and living in the same room with Yu Guo.

As soon as he went out, in addition to seeing Yu Guo, he also saw a painting on the wide tea table in the tea room.

It is drawn on it. Two children are sitting opposite each other, and a chess game is placed in the middle.

Two people, two paintings, and another small barrier.

This time, Yu Guo had no more playful look on his face. He just felt that the time pressure on his body was getting greater and greater.

If the ghost boy No. 0 is asked to delay time so much, no matter what its purpose is, Ji Li will not be able to hold on.
Chapter completed!