Room 409 is very different from the last time Lin Mo came.
The biggest change is that I draw more.
Lin Mo looked at the room where there were obviously several more paintings, and his previous guess became more certain.
There is indeed a painter in this room.
Looked around.
Apart from the painting, no one else was seen.
This time Lin Mo was not in a hurry. He planned to explore the house thoroughly. As long as the painter was in the house, Lin Mo would find him.
Walking into the house, Lin Mo looked back.
This time, the door did not disappear.
"It seems that everyone still remembers me." Lin Mo smiled.
Just have a good memory.
He still remembered that when he first came, the ghost painting in the room gave him a warning. As soon as he entered the door, the door disappeared. Lin Mo couldn't get out at that time. Later, blood seemed to flow out from the cracks in the wall and flowed all over the floor. He was dragged into the blood.
In the end, the disturbing ghost painting was burned by Lin Mo.
The remaining ashes from the burning of the painting are now on the bricks.
It was also here that Lin Mo obtained his favorite weapon, the fire-stained brick.
They are all memories.
At this time, Lin Mo waved at a few familiar paintings: "Hello everyone, I'm here again."
No one paid any attention.
It was a dull moment.
Lin Mo was not embarrassed at all. At this time, as long as he held on, he would not be the one who was embarrassed.
"I came to visit you today, but I don't know what you like, so I came empty-handed and brought nothing."
As he spoke, Lin Mo walked to a portrait.
The portrait shows a deformed monster.
Lin Mo remembered that the portrait in the painting had a pair of eyes that were extremely wide open and filled with strong malice, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable at a glance.
Lin Mo still remembers that the eyes of this deformed monster would stare at you no matter where you were.
Very interesting and unique portrait.
But this time, Lin Mo discovered that the deformed monster in the painting actually had his eyes closed.
Lin Mo stared at the painting for a long time before he said, "Stop pretending. I saw your eyelids move."
Swish! The person in the painting had no choice but to open his eyes.
The expression on his face was somewhat helpless.
"That's right!"
Lin Mo turned his head and looked at another painting.
He remembered that there were several ghosts in the painting, in a dim style, and several ghosts stood there with their heads down. Although they looked scary, they were very cooperative.
The last time, it was they who reached out and pointed out the direction where the Split-Head Ghost was hiding.
Lin Mo has always been very polite to this friendly nightmare.
"Hello!" Lin Mo walked in front of the ghost painting and chatted without any embarrassment: "I haven't seen you for such a long time, I miss you so much."
At this time Lin Mo discovered a problem.
He felt something was wrong from the beginning, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong at first.
At this time, he noticed the number of ghosts in the painting in front of him.
He knew what the problem was.
The number of ghosts in the painting is wrong.
More.
He remembered there were four ghosts before, but now, there was one more.
It was not that he remembered it wrongly. Lin Mo remembered this dark ghost painting very clearly because they were the only ones who pointed out the direction at that time.
So Lin Mo remembered the number very clearly, which was four.
There are five ghosts in this painting now.
Lin Mo looked at them one by one.
At this moment, suddenly, a ghost in the painting raised his head, and the next moment, a pair of pitch-black ghost hands stretched out from the painting and directly pinched Lin Mo's neck.
But the ghost hand did not succeed.
Because the other ghost hands hurriedly grabbed this ghost hand, then forcibly pulled it back into the painting.
During the whole process, Lin Mo did not blink or move.
But the more this happened, the more frightening Lin Mo's aura became.
He felt in his pocket and pulled out a lighter.
A voice immediately came from the painting.
"It's new here, don't bother with it!"
Although the voice was eerie and low, the tone was sincere.
"You think too much. I'm not angry. It's just a little misunderstanding. Just explain it clearly. It's okay. Don't take it to heart." After comforting her with a few words, Lin Mo secretly memorized the appearance of the ghost who did it.
Find an opportunity to deal with it so that it will remember it.
Then Lin Mo walked to the painting where the Split-Head Ghost was hiding. It was a group of people standing with their backs to each other.
It's like a group graduation photo, normally they should face forward, but this one has its back facing forward. Combined with the weird painting style, it gives you a sense of horror movie at first glance.
The split-head ghost is hiding among this group of ghosts.
But I don’t know whether it was voluntary or forced.
Lin Mo did not come here to look for the Split-Head Ghost this time. He began to check other paintings, especially the extra ones.
One is a landscape painting.
There are mountains and water.
There is another painting that also looks like a landscape, a dark night and a quiet lake.
If you look closely, you can see what seems to be a piece of hair floating on the lake.
This makes people curious. What is hidden under the lake? Is there a female corpse or something? Or where did the hair come from?
Lin Mo likes this painting very much.
It is artistic and inspiring. On the surface, it is a night scene, but in fact, the real horror is hidden beneath the painting.
This is a more advanced sense of horror.
The level is much higher than those previous straightforward horror paintings.
It seems that the painters here have made great progress in their painting skills. No wonder they don't go out, it turns out they stay at home to study their painting skills.
The living room was filled with paintings, so Lin Mo thought that the painter must be in the room inside.
The layout of Unit 409 is three bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom.
Lin Mo first walked to the door of a bedroom.
"Anyone there?"
It’s always right to ask first.
No response, just push the door open and go in.
There is no bed in the bedroom, and like the living room, it is a place to display paintings.
But there are only two paintings inside.
One of the paintings shows a road. Except for a few street lamps, the rest of the place is pitch black. However, you can see a person standing under the street lamp in the distance.
Another painting is even more bizarre.
It's a painting of a newlywed couple, and it looks like their wedding photo.
But it is still facing backwards and the back is facing forward.
Imagine a newlywed couple in red dresses standing in a painting with their backs to each other. It would feel very uncomfortable.
Lin Mo stared at it for a while.
"Hey, stop pretending. I saw you two move just now." Lin Mo continued to bluff.
Use the same trick again, anyway, every time you cheat, it counts.
However, this couple might really be a painting, or they have high psychological quality and did not succeed in faking it.
Lin Mo turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the painting on the wall behind him was the one with a road and several street lamps. The people under the street lamps in the distance seemed to be much closer.
I remembered that it was under the last street lamp before, but this time, it seemed to have moved forward one street lamp position.
It looks like his body has gotten bigger too.
Lin Mo smiled, then walked closer and stared at it.
No change for half a day.
"I understand. I'll watch you not move. Okay, then I won't watch you."
As he spoke, Lin Mo covered his eyes with his hands.
"123 wooden man!"
After saying that, Lin Mo opened his hand and looked at the painting again. The person in the painting had indeed moved forward to the position of a street lamp.
Lin Mo continued to cover his eyes and count 123 wooden figures.
He moved his hand away and looked, and moved forward again.
At this point, the person in the painting is several times larger than before, representing the size change of an object approaching from a distance.
"continue!"
Lin Mo covered his eyes with his hands again.
After counting 123, Lin Mo moved his hand away. At this time, more than half of the painting was occupied by a hideous and terrifying face.
A chapter in the early morning.
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