Chapter 38 Destroying the Door Painting
When Xie Liang and everyone else were admiring the murals on the first floor, footsteps were suddenly heard on the stairs.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
It was Zhou Gui. He walked straight to the dining table and sat in the same seat where he had eaten yesterday.
When everyone saw Zhou Gui coming down, they all turned their heads to look at him.
Zhou Gui sat down and looked at the empty plate in front of him. Suddenly, he lowered his head and laughed strangely, his laughter was eerie and terrifying.
After laughing for a while, he suddenly stood up from the chair and walked to the second floor with heavy steps like a machine.
"He...what is he laughing at? It's so scary..." Chen Jing seemed to be frightened, and there was a slight cry in her voice.
Hong Guo looked at her and said, "What's there to be afraid of? The worst that can happen is death. Every day we live is earned!"
After hearing Hongguo's words, Chen Jing became even more frightened. She looked at the floor in front of her with slightly red eyes, and her body trembled slightly uncontrollably. Her pale little face looked a little pitiful.
"Tsk! You are such a good woman at comforting people. Don't be afraid, little sister, I'm here to comfort you!" Huang Jinwu, who was beaten black and blue by Long Qingye yesterday, said as he put his arm around Chen Jing's shoulders.
Chen Jing sobbed and tried to break free from Huang Jinwu's shackles, but she was too weak to do so.
Huang Jinwu completely ignored Chen Jing's struggle and took her in his arms as he walked towards the stairs to the second floor.
Hong Guo stood in front of the stairs and shouted, "Let go! You disgusting maggot!"
"What? If you come along, I can comfort you as well!" Huang Jinwu said as he stretched out his hand towards Hongguo's waist.
Hongguo lifted the hem of her long skirt and kicked him in the crotch with a whoosh, "Fuck you!"
Huang Jinwu had no time to dodge and was kicked by Hongguo. He covered his crotch with his hands and jumped up.
"Damn! You bitch! Mind your own business!" Huang Jinwu angrily clenched his fist and swung it towards Hongguo.
Hongguo didn't tolerate him and immediately pulled out the folding steel knife from her waist. With a wave of her hand, the steel knife automatically popped open and stretched out.
"Bitch, don't think you're the only one with a weapon!" Huang Jinwu said as he pulled out a retractable self-defense stick from the canvas bag he was carrying and looked at Hong Guo provocatively.
The two of them were on edge, both looking as if they wanted to eat each other. Chen Jing was so scared that she quickly ran behind Wen Qingqing.
Just as they were about to fight, Long Qingye walked down the stairs from the second floor.
Huang Jinwu quickly retracted his weapon after seeing Long Qingye. He pretended to be calm and said to Hong Guo, "Sister, don't be like this. Calm down. I was wrong, isn't that enough? I won't dare to do it again. I swear!"
Huang Jinwu thought to himself that he didn't know how many women like Chen Jing he had succeeded in seducing before, and he was really unlucky to meet Long Qingye this time.
Seeing Long Qingye coming over, he quickly pretended to lower his head and slap himself.
Hongguo didn't have the heart to joke with him, and warned him fiercely: "Get out!" Then he put away the folding knife.
In the evening, the lights in the villa were not on yet, the light seemed very dim, and an uneasy atmosphere began to spread.
Suddenly, a terrified cry for help was heard from the first floor. Xie Liang and the people on the second floor hurried downstairs after hearing it.
The descender named Lu Xin was looking around with fear on his face, and his companion beside him was also anxiously looking for something.
"What are you looking for?" Wen Qingqing asked hurriedly.
Lu Xin said anxiously, "Lin Jian is gone! He was standing right here with his arm around my shoulder just now!"
Wen Qingqing also became anxious after hearing what he said: "Everyone, help me, let's look for it together!"
The only light in the hall was from the setting sun outside. It was dim, but enough to see the surroundings clearly.
Xie Liang searched all possible hiding places on the first floor, but found no trace of Lin Jian. Then they went up to the second floor and searched everywhere, but still couldn't find the man named Lin Jian.
It was already seven o'clock, the chandeliers in the hall lit up, and they returned to the place where Lu Xin claimed that Lin Jian disappeared.
Long Qingye glanced at Lu Xin and said, "Tell me the whole story."
Lu Xin's body was shaking as he shuddered, "At that time... I was standing by this wall, and Lin Jian was holding my shoulders. I was concentrating on looking at the paintings on the wall when I suddenly heard his screams. I immediately turned around to look, but found that he was gone!"
Li Mingliang, who was standing nearby, added with a pale face, "Yes, I was standing in front of them at the time. When I heard the screams, I immediately turned around. Lin Jian had already disappeared, but his screams continued to ring out in the hall. We just couldn't find him."
Hong Guo stared at the empty hall and asked, "Are you sure he disappeared on the first floor?"
Lu Xin and Li Mingliang nodded confidently.
Wen Qingqing stared at the walls covered with murals and said, "It sounds like it disappeared out of thin air."
Lan Song suddenly jumped up: "Fuck! Look at that!"
Everyone looked up in the direction he pointed, and saw that the mural of the Madonna and Child on the ceiling looked like someone had poured a bucket of red paint on it, and the bright red color had stained one-third of the entire painting.
Li Mingliang's legs trembled as he said, "Oh my God! What...what's going on? Could that blood be Lin Jian's?"
"Ah!" A sharp scream came from Chen Jing's mouth, and everyone looked in her direction.
In a mural near the ceiling, the devil in the painting was holding a human head in his hand, and the facial features on the head were clearly Lin Jian's!
The devil grabbed Lin Jian's severed head by the hair and held it upside down in his hand. Blood was gushing out of it, and the blood was flowing along the lines of the mural to the mural of the Virgin and Child in the center of the ceiling.
Everyone unconsciously gathered together in the middle of the hall.
"Everyone be careful! These demons will pull people into the paintings and kill them!" Wen Qingqing shouted.
Long Qingye looked at the glass chandelier on the ceiling and said, "Don't go near the murals when the lights are off at dusk."
"Yes, it was already dark, but the chandelier was still dark. Lin Jian was leaning against the mural on this wall with his arm around my shoulders!" Lu Xin said, taking a few steps back towards the mural with a look of horror on his face.
Chen Jing broke down and started crying: "What should I do... Am I going to die here..."
Hong Guo said grimly, "Go up to the second floor first. There's no point crying!"
Everyone moved towards the stairs to the second floor. Wen Qingqing saw Chen Jing still squatting there sobbing, so she walked over and pulled her to the sofa on the second floor and sat with everyone else.
While everyone was there, Xie Liang told them that the devil painted on the door would come out and cause trouble after the lights were turned off, and told them his guess about the correspondence between the portrait on the door and the devil painting.
"I want to try to destroy the door with the devil painting on it," said Xie Liang.
"Then let's act together while the lights are still on," said Wen Qingqing.
They acted immediately. Each descender took the weapons they brought from the real world and began to chop and slash at the devil pictures on the door.
Xie Liang took out the dagger he brought from the real world and stabbed it fiercely into the devil's eyes on the door painting.
He bought this dagger from a flower and bird market. It is called the Cold Moon Blade and is said to have come from a royal family in the West. The seller said that placing it at home can suppress evil spirits.
Xie Liang saw that although it was expensive, the entire dagger was exquisitely carved and the blade was as cold as ice, so he gritted his teeth and bought it.
At the moment Xie Liang inserted the dagger into the door painting, he seemed to hear a faint roar coming from the door.
Xie Liang asked Long Qingye who was standing beside him, "Long Qingye, did you hear any sound just now?"
Long Qingye stared at the dagger in his hand and said, "I didn't hear you. This dagger is good. Name a price."
Xie Liang rolled his eyes at him: "No, let's get down to business!"
Xie Liang pulled the dagger out of the door, and some green liquid flowed out of the knife hole, and the liquid quickly flowed along the door to the floor.
Everyone was shocked and encouraged at the same time. They increased their strength and tried to destroy the devil picture on the door.
At this moment, Zhou Gui, who had been staying in the room all this time, suddenly ran out and frantically tried to stop them from destroying the door painting.
Huang Jinwu hit him hard on the head with a self-defense stick, but he seemed to be insensitive to the pain. He pushed away the person who was destroying the painting on the door with great strength and blocked the door with his body.
Just as Huang Jinwu was about to kill Zhou Gui, Xie Liang raised his hand to stop him: "Wait! Don't forget that it's not allowed for adventers to kill adventers in this instance!"
Huang Jinwu hesitated for a moment, then put down the self-defense stick he was about to use to hit Zhou Gui on the head. "Damn it! Can he still be considered an Adventer? I don't know what possessed him!"
"Even if he is possessed, he is still pretending to be Zhou Gui. I am just reminding you that if you still want to take action, you can do whatever you want!" Xie Liang said coldly.
In the end, Huang Jinwu did not take action. Instead, he followed Wen Qingqing's advice, found a rope to tie up Zhou Gui, and threw him next to the sofa in the long hall.
Hong Guo said anxiously, "Brother Ye! It's almost twelve o'clock, and there are only two doors left with paintings intact!"
Lan Song sighed and looked at Xie Liang, saying, "There's nothing we can do! Only that guy's dagger works. Our knives are just like chopping on stone."
Xie Liang: "It's too late, go back to your room first."
Xie Liang quickly ran to the remaining two doors, held the dagger and stabbed it hard into the eyes of the devil in the door painting one by one.
The damaged door painting was still leaking green liquid, which had formed a stream in the corridor and was slowly flowing towards the lower place.
Just a few seconds before the lights went out, Long Qingye grabbed Xie Liang by the back of his collar and pulled him back into the room, quickly locking the door.
In the darkness, Xie Liang panted and said intermittently: "Next time, can you please not pull my collar? It's so uncomfortable..."
"Oh? Where does it hurt?" Long Qingye said.
Xie Liang felt that his question was strange: "In any case, try not to pull my collar."
The room was pitch black, the wind was howling outside the window, and a faint moonlight shone in.
Xie Liang walked to the small window and looked out. Under the moonlight, the dense jungle swayed in the wind, and the wind was so strong that it seemed like a typhoon.
"Come and lie down." Long Qingye whispered.
Just as Xie Liang walked towards the bed, there was another harsh knock on the door from the corridor outside, just like last night.
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