Having ventured deep into this bizarre oil painting world, they had finally gained something.
Yang Jian's Ghost Eye saw Sun Rui. He was lying motionless on the path not far away, as though he had maintained that position for quite some time. It was impossible to tell whether he was alive or dead, but from a rough observation, he seemed to have escaped the ghost attack from the dye vat earlier. However, he had reached his limit by this point.
There was only one reason a Ghost Tamer would lose the ability to move and lie helplessly on the ground.
A ghost's revival!
If it were not for a ghost's revival, Sun Rui would have been able to stand and move even if he were in terrible physical condition.
So Yang Jian stopped after getting within a certain distance.
"Is he dead?" Zhou Ze asked uncertainly.
Yang Jian frowned. "Most likely. Although he only disappeared a few days ago, he must have fought against ghosts before that. His condition was already insufficient to sustain his life. We still need to take a look to know for sure."
"I'll go take a look," Yang Xiao spoke up at that moment.
Yang Jian glanced at him.
Yang Xiao added, "If he's still alive, I'll be able to tell."
"All right." Yang Jian nodded and did not refuse.
Yang Xiao walked over. He was not as vigilant as Yang Jian, approaching as though he were simply walking normally. His expression was calm and unmoved.
Very soon, he neared Sun Rui.
But after drawing close, Yang Xiao suddenly sensed that something was wrong. Then, as though affected by something, he could not help coughing twice. His face immediately turned ugly, as if he had fallen ill. The closer he got, the more frequent and