Chapter 1292 Brother Hua is immobile

After he asked this question, Yang Hua in front of him also frowned deeply.

Yes, what happened to these soldiers who were turned into stone men hundreds of years ago? Why do they appear in the misty ghost forest? Also, is this castle really an abandoned house as Shoko said?

Then the Black Witch Clan is not here at all?

Suddenly thinking of so many questions, Yang Hua froze alone.

He couldn't give his brothers answers either.

The mystery before us is like a piece of dusty history, no one knows, no one knows the answer.

Looking at the old armor and iron helmets on the ground, the brothers became speechless one by one.

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Just when they were all extremely surprised, something extremely incredible suddenly attracted Yang Hua in front of them, as if they wanted to tell Yang Hua all this.

Where Yang Hua turned his eyes, he suddenly saw the splash-ink painting hanging in the middle when he first went up to the attic.

That painting didn't matter to the brothers, but to Yang Hua it was different. It seemed to have some kind of magic power, which attracted him deeply and couldn't help but move forward.

He couldn't help but slowly walked towards the painting.

And what about the brothers in front of me? When they suddenly saw Brother Hua's strange behavior, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Brother Hua, what are you doing?" Zhou Xiaoquan in front of him asked in a low voice.

Xiangzi shook his head, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Let's go and have a look."

After listening to Uncle Jiang in front of me, he walked towards Yang Hua.

After Uncle Jiang and the others walked over, where was Yang Hua? He was staring at the thick ink painting in front of him as if he was fascinated. This not only made the brothers feel puzzled.

Looking at the picture carefully? It seems that there is nothing else in the picture except thick and dark splashes of ink, but what is Brother Hua looking at?

Could it be said that Brother Hua knows art very well? Brothers don’t understand art?

This is such a pain in the ass.

I saw Zhang Dabiao looking at the splash-ink painting, his head spinning as he looked at it.

"Your mother, I'm not a cultured person, why do I feel dizzy?" I heard him complain, turning his head as he spoke.

Zhou Xiaoquan on the side smiled and turned around: "Haha, being uneducated is scary."

The big eyes widened and he blurted out: "Your sister, can you understand?"

Zhou Xiaoquan was shocked when he said this. In fact, to be honest, he didn't understand either. Not only did he not understand, but none of his brothers might understand.

"What are you looking at, Brother Hua? Are you looking so attentively?" Da Zhuang asked, blinking and looking at Uncle Jiang in front of him.

Uncle Jiang in front of him slowly shook his head.

"Just ask and you'll find out."

"Yang Hua, is there anything weird about this painting?" Uncle Jiang asked, looking at Yang Hua attentively.

But after Uncle Jiang in front of him asked, Yang Hua seemed not to hear it and remained motionless.

Uncle Jiang in front of him was not only stunned.

"Yang Hua, Yang Hua."

After the voice shouted, Brother Hua in front of him shook violently, as if he was waking up from a dream. Then he suddenly turned his head and said, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

The brothers in front of me all looked at Brother Hua in front of me with puzzled expressions.

"Brother Hua, what are you looking at, looking so attentively?" Da Zhuang in front of me could not help but ask.

Yang Hua thought for a while and said: "Painting."

"I always feel something special about this painting." Yang Hua suddenly pointed at the painting in front of him and said.

"Special? What's so special?" Da Zhuang asked with some confusion.

Yang Hua thought for a while and said: "Actually, I can't say exactly which place is special, but every time I look at this painting, I can always feel that it seems to be saying something to me.

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"No? What does this painting want to tell you?" Zhang Dabiao said with wide eyes.

The brothers all glared at this guy at this time, and Zhang Dabiao quickly covered his mouth.

Yang Hua laughed and said, "Yeah, I'm surprised too. I don't know why, but every time I look at this painting, I feel that special feeling."

As Yang Hua finished speaking, he continued to turn his head and look at the painting, his eyes deeply attracted by the thick ink on it.

When Brother Hua turned his head to look at the painting, the brothers also blinked to look at the painting, trying to see something different in it, but the result? It was in vain. They looked at it for a while

I couldn't help but feel dizzy and felt like vomiting, and everyone quickly turned their heads.

But what about Brother Hua? He was still staring at the scene in front of him, motionless, not even moving his eyeballs.

"I can't understand it anyway," Zhang Dabiao said.

While talking, he found a clean place and sat down.

Zhou Xiaoquan in front of him saw Da Biao sitting on the ground, and he also followed him and sat on the ground.

I don’t know how long it took, but what happened during this period? All the brothers were sitting on the ground waiting for Brother Hua, but what about Yang Hua? He was just like a wooden stake, standing there motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.

Bewildered.

"Brother Hua, how much longer are you going to watch?" I heard Zhang Dabiao in front of me saying as he beat his legs hard with his hands.

As he spoke, the brothers in front of him waved their hands helplessly.

"I don't know either."

"I'll go ask." Da Zhuang stood up with a smile and walked towards Brother Hua.

"Brother Hua, did you see anything?" Da Zhuang came to Yang Hua and asked.

But as his voice came out, Yang Hua seemed not to hear it.

Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Hua, can you hear me?" He reached out and patted Brother Hua on the shoulder.

But surprisingly, Yang Hua remained motionless, as if his whole body was "fixed".

"Brother Hua, Brother Hua." Suddenly, Da Zhuang in front of him felt something was wrong. He stretched out his hand and slammed Brother Hua in front of him. It was okay if he didn't touch him. But when he touched him, he was shocked and turned pale. Only Yang Hua in front of him could be seen.

It was as if someone had cast a spell on his whole body, his whole body seemed to be frozen, motionless.

Zhou Xiaoquan and the others who were still sitting on the ground thought that Brother Hua was fascinated again, but when Da Zhuang's exclamation came, they all felt something was wrong, and they all stood up with a roar.

"What's wrong? Brother Zhuang?"

Xiangzi in front of me couldn't help but ask.

Uncle Jiang over there blinked with his brothers and asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!