In a quiet bedroom with dim light, a person is facing a strange painting. He covers his eyes, looks away, covers them again, and looks away again.

If someone else saw this scene, they would definitely feel their scalp tingling.

Or they think this person is sick.

Lin Mo didn't feel anything.

He just wanted to see what would happen when the person in the final painting got closer.

As a result, after you moved your hand away for the last time, the other person actually came directly to you, just like someone standing in front of a window looking at you.

Ignoring the other person's ferocious and terrifying face, Lin Mo nodded and said hello: "Hello!"

The other party did not respond.

Very rude.

Lin Mo didn't care. After all, some nightmares were like this. All he thought about was how to kill people, the grievances and hatred towards everything except himself.

Looking around at the current painting, Lin Mo asked again: "Could it be that there is another world in this painting?"

It was like the mirror world that Lin Mo had once entered.

It is not clear at the moment whether each painting represents one world, or whether there is a single, unified world within it that connects all the ghost paintings.

Lin Mo came here to look for the painter. There was nothing in this bedroom except two weird paintings. Lin Mo planned to take a look at other rooms as soon as possible.

We must make good use of this evening.

Lin Mo has only one goal, to reach a consensus with the owner of Studio 409, make friends with him, and work together to protect and build the beautiful home of Lvyuan Community.

Get ready to go out.

Lin Mo found that the door was gone.

He immediately turned to the strange man in the painting and said, "You are new here too, right? Don't you know who I am?"

The person in the painting didn't move, just staring at Lin Mo.

At this time Lin Mo heard a dripping sound, like the sound of water dripping on the ground.

Lin Mo looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was the newlyweds in another painting.

This painting also changed at this moment.

I remember that before, the newlyweds were holding hands with their backs to people, but this time, only the groom was left. Not only was he facing forward, but he was also holding a woman's head in his hand.

It looked like it was cut off, because the groom was holding a bloody knife in his hand.

The wound on the head in his hand was covered in blood.

Moreover, the blood could actually seep out of the canvas and drip onto the ground.

The dripping sound that Lin Mo heard just now was the sound of blood dripping.

Lin Mo was stunned.

After a few seconds, he couldn't help but applaud.

"I give this horror effect a high score. If it wasn't me, someone else would definitely be scared. If it was the fat guy, well, I suspect he would have to wash his pants."

At this time, there was another noise behind me.

Lin Mo turned around and looked.

The man on the road before, at this moment, one hand actually seeped out from the edge of the picture frame.

Its nails, which were rotten, cracked, and completely black, were slowly scratching the wall. The places it scratched seemed to be infected and occupied by a black substance.

The black substance was spreading slowly, and it looked like a clean white shirt being touched by dirty hands. The dirty substance was spreading.

Within a few breaths, one-third of the wall over there was "contaminated".

Lin Mo wanted to say something, but after thinking it over, he didn't open his mouth because he heard the sound of water dripping louder on the other side.

Only the area under the painting of the groom was covered with blood, which began to spread outwards like ink dripping into white water, spreading rapidly.

And it's faster.

At this moment, two ghost paintings seemed to be occupying the room, half of which was dirty black and the other half was scarlet blood.

The two colors quickly turned the room into a weird painting.

"Why are you doing this?"

Lin Mo said.

Terror began to spread in the house.

In addition, there were some strange noises.

On one side there were the sounds of footsteps, and on the other side there was the sound of gurgling water.

But you have to find the source of these two sounds.

sorry.

Can't find it! Lin Mo sighed, rubbed his face, and then reached out to grab the handle of the tiger bone sickle. But after thinking about it, he let go and pulled the brick out of the leather case.

In the studio, this thing is still the most powerful.

Lin Mo is here to make friends, not to fight, but if he meets this kind of stubborn and fearless guy, Lin Mo doesn't mind teaching him a lesson.

If necessary, we can kill them or even burn down the house. I believe that the painter hiding in Studio 409 will take it seriously.

At this time Lin Mo looked at the two paintings again.

Oh my god, all the people in the painting are gone.

Both the man on the fifth road and the groom were gone.

Generally speaking, if the person in the painting disappears, there is a high probability that he or she has run away.

Isn't that what they do in horror movies?

Sure enough, a figure first appeared among the black and dirty substance on the wall. The figure soon became clear, and the next moment, a person walked out of the wall.

The body and the wall are still connected by black threads.

The man on the road.

On the other side, a man emerged from a large pool of blood on the ground. You could tell it was the groom without even looking.

This guy also has a knife and a human head.

Without waiting for the guy to come out, Lin Mo went up to him, grabbed the groom's neck, and pulled him out. Without waiting for the other party to react, he picked up a brick and hit him.

"I told you to kill a woman, I told you to kill a woman!"

Bang, bang, bang! The bricks were on fire, and not only did they make the opponent's flesh and blood blur, but they also brought with them a foul smell.

The groom wanted to resist, but under the influence of three curses, he could only scream.

"You even killed your wife. Are you a human being? Are you a human being?"

Lin Mo became more and more angry as he smashed the thing, and before he knew it, he was smashed to death.

The groom lay motionless on the ground with his butt sticking out. As a ghost, this was a very embarrassing way to die.

Lin Mo shook his neck and turned around holding the brick.

I just happened to make eye contact with the man on the road.

The other party was obviously stunned.

Perhaps it was stunned, and it didn't react until Lin Mo looked at it.

The ferocious expression on his face disappeared, and he just smiled cautiously, then went back to the wall the same way he came.

But I can't get back through that wall.

It had no choice but to bow to Lin Mo. Seeing that Lin Mo didn't respond, it quickly ran to the painting and stuck its butt in.

Because I was in a panic, I slipped a bit.

Eventually, it managed to escape back into its painting.

Lin Mo walked over and took a look. He didn't know where the guy was hiding, but he couldn't see him anymore.

The black stain and blood color in the room faded quickly.

It returned to normal after a while.

Lin Mo knew that it was the power of the two ghost paintings that was affecting the surrounding environment.

Now there is no one in the two paintings, especially the wedding portrait, which is even more empty. Lin Mo shook his head: "You can't enjoy a good life, but you have to commit suicide. Alas, a beautiful family is broken up just like that."

After muttering, he walked out of the room carrying a brick.

(End of this chapter)