Yang Heng looked at Boss Shi's smug look and shook his head helplessly. He walked forward and looked at the painting carefully. He always felt something was wrong.

As Yang Heng stared at the painting for a longer time, a fear of having ever happened suddenly arose in his heart.

This feeling is something that Yang Heng has never had before since he achieved success.

Yang Heng took a step back and just ran into Yang Kang, who wanted to see the background of the painting.

"Yang Heng, are you okay?"

Never seen Yang Kang, who was out of control like Yang Heng, asked in surprise.

Yang Heng calmed down his mind and said, "It's nothing, this painting is indeed strange."

At this time, Boss Shi also came over. He stood beside Yang Heng, looked up at his painting collected from Europe, and didn't feel anything strange.

"Master Yang, are you psychologically effective? Although this painting is very terrifying, it is also a witness to the history of the European country and is not as exaggerated as you think."

Yang Heng did not answer. This time he opened his Yin-Yang Dharma Eyes. He wanted to see if this painting was really harmless to others as Boss Shi said.

However, Yang Heng was still disappointed. In his Yin-Yang Dharma Eye, this painting was still ordinary and not as strange as he thought.

This time, Yang Heng had no choice. It seemed that he had to stay here for one night and wait until the night to see the origin of the painting.

"It seems that I can't find the reason for this. Boss Shi, I'll stay with you for one night, right?"

Boss Shi was stunned at first, but he quickly realized.

"Master Yang just stay."

Yang Heng nodded, then returned to the sofa, and silently thought about what happened today.

Today, Yang Heng was a little worried. He didn't expect that the magic power of his Earth Immortal could not find out whether there was a strange existence in this yard.

Boss Shi, who was sitting next to Yang Heng, looked at Yang Heng bowing his head and not disturbing him, but instead ordered his secretary to start the guest room that Yang Heng prepared in this room.

"Boss Yang, what's going on tonight? Are you here with Master Yang or staying in a hotel with me?" Boss Shi turned around and asked Yang Kang.

Yang Kang hesitated for a moment, looked at Yang Heng who was silent next to him, and finally decided to accompany him here. Who made him a brother?

"I'll be here to accompany Master Yang, after all, I'm not at ease when he lives here alone."

"Okay, then I'll ask someone to prepare an extra room."

After saying that, Boss Shi signaled to the secretary next to him again. The secretary nodded and went down to make arrangements.

After a while, Boss Shi saw that it was getting late and it was almost time for lunch, so he invited Yang Heng and Yang Kang to a nearby hotel for lunch, and then sent them back.

Next, Boss Shi didn't seem to want to stay here for too long, so he hurriedly took the people away on the grounds of having a job.

After Boss Shi left, Yang Kang was finally free. He moaned comfortably while lying on the sofa, and then said to Yang Heng: "These rich people really know how to enjoy it. The sofa is so big that they are almost caught up with my bed."

But Yang Heng did not answer him, but sat still facing the strange painting.

Yang Kang finally felt something was wrong. He quickly sat next to Yang Heng, patted his shoulder and asked, "Old Yang, what's going on? Are you stupid?"

At this time, Yang Heng slowly raised his head, looked at Yang Kang with blood-red eyes and said, "Do you think someone is watching you behind the scenes?"

Yang Heng's words scared Yang Kang so much that he shuddered. He subconsciously looked around.

"Old Yang is in this weird place, don't joke."

Yang Heng ignored Yang Kang, but slowly turned his head and looked at the painting behind him. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking so strange.

Yang Kang was really scared when he saw Yang Heng like this. He hurriedly reached out to pinch Yang Heng, and then said, "Old Yang, you are not possessed by evil spirits, are you?"

Yang Heng knocked Yang Kang's hand off and said angrily: "You've just been possessed by evil spirits. Are you cursing me for not being good at learning skills?"

After saying that, Yang Heng stood up again, walked to the strange painting, and remained silent again.

"Old Yang, what's wrong with this painting? It's necessary for you to work hard like this."

Yang Kang walked to Yang Heng and began to look at the painting with him.

"I don't know either, I always think there is something wrong with this painting."

Yang Heng paused for a moment and continued to explain to him, "Although I didn't find anything weird about this painting, I always felt that there was something wrong with this painting. When I was sitting on the sofa just now, I always felt that someone was staring at me behind my back."

Yang Kang was also trembling after hearing this. He knew that Yang Heng had the ability. With Yang Heng's ability, he could not find out what was wrong with this painting.

"What are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? Didn't they say that the incident happened at night? Well, I'll stay here today. I want to see what is really brave in front of me."

"Okay, that's all, but I've said ok, I can't accompany you tonight, and I didn't sleep all night yesterday."

Yang Heng looked at him in surprise, and then showed a smile that even a man understood.

Yang Kang was embarrassed by his eyes, then raised his head and said, "What are you watching? Don't you allow me to fall in love? Your children are so old, I'm not married yet, so I'm not allowed to find a woman."

"Okay, okay, it's okay if I'm wrong. Boss Yang forgives me this time."

"I see you apologizing, but this time it's like this. Don't make such a mistake next time."

Next, the two of them returned to the sofa and started talking about gossip, probably what happened at Yang Kang's house.

It was soon evening as time went by.

Since it is still a distance from the city, they have no way to order takeout here. In the end, they can only find something in the refrigerator to make do with it.

Fortunately, although the boss doesn't live here, the refrigerator in the kitchen is double-door, and the things inside are full of things and nothing is missing.

After dinner, after watching TV for a while, Yang Kang started fighting with his eyes. In the end, he couldn't stand it and went back to sleep.

In the living room, Yang Heng is the only one left, still staring at the TV with no eyes.

After a while, the door leading to the balcony in the living room was suddenly opened.

Yang Heng suddenly turned his head and looked over there. If he paid attention, he would find that there was a little golden light in Yang Heng's eyes.

But under Yang Heng's eyes, there was nothing there, only the open door alone.

Yang Heng slowly stood up and walked towards the balcony. He went to the door and looked around, but still didn't find anything strange.

Suddenly, Yang Heng turned his head and looked at the painting hanging in the living room.

I saw that the painting looked even more gloomy in the darkness, and Yang Heng seemed to hear a faint scream, as if he was the most painful howl before his death.

Not only was Yang Heng not afraid, but he felt excited. I knew you were weird and couldn't hide it anymore.

As he said that, Yang Heng came to the painting from the beginning and reached out to touch it like the roaring human figure in the painting.

But before Yang Heng's hand touched the painting, he felt a cool breeze coming from his hand to his heart.

This feels very strange, but Yang Heng has had this situation before, that is, his soul enters the four-dimensional space and feels the shade from the inside out.

Yang Heng's slight smile did not stop, but mobilized the magic power from his dantian to his hand, and then grabbed the painting violently.

As a result, Yang Heng did not touch the painting, but his hand passed through the painting directly.

Next, Yang Heng felt an invisible force begin to act, and began to penetrate and disintegrate his magic power, including in his hands, and wanted to assimilate it into his own kind.

However, Yang Heng's magic power is very powerful and solid now. Although this power is constantly sweeping back and forth, it cannot shake Yang Heng.

Yang Heng slowly pulled his hand back from the painting, then looked at the screaming person in the painting, nodded, and suddenly said, "Come out, I see you."

As soon as Yang Heng finished speaking, he suddenly felt a scream fill his mind.

And the most important thing is that the frequency of this scream was very high, almost exceeding the limit that Yang Heng could tolerate. As the sound kept wandering in Yang Heng's mind, Yang Heng's thinking began to become chaotic.

However, after Yang Heng found something wrong, he immediately mobilized the magic power of his Dantian. The masculine power filled Yang Heng's mind and quickly drove the sound out.

At this point, Yang Heng took a breath of air. He didn't expect that this painting was so weird. With his earthly immortal body, he almost said, "No wonder there were mages here before."

It seems that this painting is not ready to stop like this. Without damaging the painting, I can only enter the painting and explore it.

Yang Heng thought about it, then sat cross-legged on the sofa, suddenly jumped out of his body.

After Yang Heng's soul left his body, he wanted to move his body, and several treasures flew away from his body and fell into Yang Heng's soul.

Next, Yang Heng reached out to the sword behind his body, and the flying sword immediately left the sheath and began to hang around Yang Heng's body, wandering constantly.

This is also just in case Yang Heng was not there and someone came to interfere with and invade his body, so it would be a great disaster for this body without protection.
Chapter completed!