Xu Shixiong's was the most distinct, with vivid colors and clear facial features.
The other three were much paler, barely visible if you didn't look closely.
Xu Shixiong had already forgotten to struggle, immersed in the magical scene before him, "Could it be that our whole family has traveled here?"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
Yun Qi gave his head another tap, scolding him in a little bossy voice, "You're a grown man, and still so clueless! This painting can capture souls, slowly drawing people into it, turning them into the figures in the painting, to live in another world."
Xu Shixiong, "What about our world then?"
"Naturally, you'd die an unnatural death and cease to exist."
Xu Shixiong widened his eyes and took a long while to digest this sentence, gradually gaining clarity, "Are you saying if our family shows up in the painting, it means we've all been soul-captured by it?"
