There are still more than two hours until six o'clock, which is enough time.
Zhang Meng is going to enter the painting where the "maid" is, which is absolutely thrilling. It's like knowing that the cave in front is a tiger's den, but you still want to go in and take a look.
Of course, Lin Mo supports this matter.
Not only because Zhang Meng's idea was very consistent with his personality, but also because Lin Mo knew that this maid must be extraordinary.
The reason is actually very simple. When I was lying on the bed just now, the atmosphere was very tense, so I didn't react immediately. But after thinking about it for a while, I immediately realized the problem.
That's the maid speaking.
Although the tone was eerie, the other party did speak.
As we all know, speaking requires the mouth, and Lin Mo didn't think he would be lucky enough to meet a 'ventriloquist'.
If that's the case, then the other person might be the only one with a mouth on the ship so far.
This is why "Maid" is so special and worth exploring.
Zhang Meng also realized this and decided to explore oil painting.
Of course, another reason why she insisted on going was that she was a "painter".
Regardless of whether it is her own painting or not, she has almost a home advantage in the painting world.
That's why she is so confident.
But the danger of this matter will not be reduced by other factors, so others should not join in the fun.
Lin Mo explained the nightmare to Zhang Xu and several fishing boats.
When Zhang Xu learned that Lin Mo and the soft girl who appeared out of nowhere were actually going to enter the creepy oil painting, he thought he had heard it wrong.
Isn't this suicide? Because his father and uncle were killed, Zhang Xu was extremely sad from the beginning, and fell into deep memories. He even had the idea of committing suicide.
Unexpectedly, Expert Lin was even more pessimistic than him.
What's going on? What's the matter with Expert Lin? Zhang Xu wanted to persuade him, saying that he must be strong and not give up even if he encounters difficulties.
After Lin Mo understood what the other party meant, he was speechless.
"Do I really need your chicken soup? Just wait outside and we'll be back soon."
After writing this line of words to the other party, Lin Mo pulled Zhang Meng towards the oil painting without looking back.
It’s no wonder that the closer you get to this painting, the greater the pressure you feel.
It was as if it was not a painting but a portal to hell.
Zhang Meng was excited and thrilled at the moment. She walked in front of the huge oil painting which was nearly three meters high and two meters wide. She looked it up and down, reaching out to touch here and there.
Lin Mo also touched it.
This is different from Zhang Meng's ghost paintings.
Lin Mo could approach Zhang Meng's ghost paintings however he wanted, but this one felt like a real painting when he touched it, and it was uneven. Upon closer inspection, Lin Mo discovered that the oil paint of this painting was mixed with other things.
When you get closer, you can smell a strong smell of blood. There seems to be some body tissue, skin, nails, and hair on the painting.
Lin Mo immediately realized that this was a painting drawn with flesh and blood.
I don't know who drew this, it's really perverted.
Zhang Meng studied it for a while, then pressed a button next to it and waved at Lin Mo.
She reached out and grabbed Lin Mo, then took a step forward and walked into the painting.
Lin Mo saw it clearly, it was as if she had walked into a pool of sticky blood and flesh mud. The strange thing was that this blood and flesh mud would not get on her body.
Lin Mo then walked in.
It felt like walking through a curtain of water that didn't stain your body.
And it's not cold.
And the temperature.
To be honest, this feeling is better than being a little colder. This temperature is disgusting.
The scene changed, and Lin Mo and Zhang Meng had already entered the painting.
This is a room full of corpses. When looking at the painting from the outside, the shadows cover most of the corpses, so it is not very clear from the outside.
But only when you actually enter the painting do you realize how many corpses there are in the room.
The strong smell of blood almost suffocated Lin Mo.
Zhang Meng was also shocked.
She herself has a pretty strong taste, but she didn't expect this painting to be several times more tasteful than hers.
This undoubtedly aroused Zhang Meng's competitive spirit.
In this dim room, the maid stood in front.
This scene is very exciting.
The maid was standing a few meters away.
Moreover, the other person's height exceeded Lin Mo's imagination. This maid must be at least two meters three or two meters five, a head taller than a basketball player.
A picture flashed through Lin Mo's mind.
In the rest cabin just now, the two-meter-five tall man bent over and lowered his head, staring at the relatively thin me on the bed.
It felt like a kindergarten teacher checking on the kids while they were taking their naps.
At this moment, he truly saw the maid's appearance. Although it was only her back, the familiar feeling of oppression and suffocation made Lin Mo understand that this was the thing that had been patrolling the rest cabin before.
At this moment, he and Zhang Meng were like two little mice that had broken into a cat's nest, and were courting death.
Just as he waved, the maid in front seemed to notice something and suddenly turned her head.
She didn't see anything.
Lin Mo and Zhang Meng, who had noticed something was wrong in advance, had already hidden behind a wardrobe.
Very dangerous.
Lin Mo gestured to Zhang Meng, meaning that this place was too dangerous and they should retreat.
Zhang Meng shook her head.
Then she made a gesture as if she was going to take something.
Does she have a purpose?
really.
Zhang Meng is afraid of trouble and is very lazy. If she dared to take the risk to come in, there must be something she wants here.
Lin Mo asked her to explain, and Zhang Meng pointed to her flat mouth, meaning, "Can I explain it now?" Then she got angry, pointed at the exit behind her, and then moved two fingers back and forth, and finally pointed at herself, and then clenched her fist.
Lin Mo actually understood it.
What she meant was that if you are scared, just leave first, I can do it alone.
Lin Mo looked behind him and saw it was pitch black. He thought to himself, "If I could walk, I would definitely walk."
Although the two of them gestured back and forth, they dared not make any sound. The big maid walked towards them, probably to confirm.
Hearing the familiar footsteps, Lin Mo and Zhang Meng immediately stopped communicating.
Now I have to play hide and seek.
Could not be found.
Once found by the other party, the situation will be very passive. The maid on the Silence seems to have abilities similar to those of a law enforcer. Even if Lin Mo has Xiaoyu and Sister Yue, the other party has a geographical advantage and will most likely be defeated.
According to the nightmare level classification, this maid may only be an A-level, but because of the huge taboo bonus given by Silence, her strength is much stronger than before.
Now the two dared not move, and just listened to the footsteps slowly approaching.
At the critical moment, there was a sound of something falling from somewhere else, and then there was a snap, like a vase breaking.
The maid was stunned.
Then he cursed under his breath: "Damn rat."
After saying that, he walked out quickly.
The crisis is over.
But it all depends on luck. If you are unlucky and there is no mouse knocking over the vase, you might die here.
The two of them changed positions at the same time.
Anyway, I can't stay in this room anymore.
Zhang Meng wanted to take something here, and slipped out of the front door at this moment. Lin Mo thought about it and could only rush over to help.
After all, they are on his side, so if Zhang Meng gets any benefit, it is equivalent to him getting a benefit as well.
At the critical moment, we must not ignore our own people.
Seeing Lin Mo catching up, Zhang Meng's eyes turned into crescents, and she was obviously very satisfied.
Lin Mo gestured, "What are you looking for? Tell me and I'll help you find it."
Zhang Meng made a drawing gesture.
Could it be a paintbrush? Lin Mo stretched out a finger.
Zhang Meng shook her head and gestured again.
This time Lin Mo understood.
Zhang Meng was gesturing with paint.
What she was looking for was paint.
But is there any paint here?
Lin Mo realized that this question was not something he should worry about. Zhang Meng was a painter, and if she said yes, then yes, so why bother asking.
The house in this oil painting is very strange. The whole house seems to be built of corpses. On the walls, you can see protruding hideous human faces everywhere.
It should have been built in when the wall was being built.
It is definitely scary and bloody, but the weird thing is that everything here actually has a kind of cruel aesthetics.
The positions and expressions of the faces in the wall echo each other, as if they are telling a certain theme, or have some special meaning.
Generally, such things can be directly upgraded to works of art.
Yes! This room of corpses is a work of art, a large-scale horror art work.
Then there are the other furnishings in the room, from small items like an inconspicuous ornament on the table to large pieces of furniture, all of which have a unique style.
There were footsteps ahead.
Lin Mo and Zhang Meng immediately hid in a room and secretly looked out through the crack in the door.
The two-and-a-half-meter-tall maid strode down the corridor.
She was holding something in her hand.
Looks like a cat.
The cat also had no mouth, but there was a long gash from the bottom of its neck to its belly, which was full of sharp teeth.
The main thing is that the cat is quite big. Although it doesn’t look big in the maid’s hand, it is actually about the same size as a fucking leopard.
It can be seen that he is a ruthless character.
"There are always rats causing trouble. Go and find all the rats here."
The maid said in a low voice.
But Lin Mo and Zhang Meng heard it clearly, and when the cat passed by the room where they were hiding, Lin Mo and Zhang Meng were very sure that the cat had discovered them.
Then he struggled violently.
The maid released the cat.
Seeing this scene, Lin Mo grabbed Zhang Meng and ran away without hesitation.
Zhang Meng was also very cooperative.
In this situation, once they were caught by the cat, it was another matter whether they could defeat the cat, but at least they would definitely be discovered by the maid.
The room they were in appeared to be a tidying room, with a garbage chute running down the wall.
Lin Mo observed this the first time he entered the room.
Zhang Meng doesn’t have that.
This is the difference between veterans and novices.
It has become Lin Mo's habit to observe the surrounding situation as soon as possible in an unfamiliar environment.
I keep this habit no matter where I am, and it came in handy this time.
Otherwise, if the cat rushed in and they panicked, the outcome would be unimaginable.
Push open the baffle and throw Zhang Meng in first. At this time, the scary cat had already rushed into the room.
Lin Mo followed suit and went in.
The cat was just a hair's breadth away from catching Lin Mo.
With a feeling of weightlessness, Lin Mo fell onto a large pile of garbage bags with a bang.
These garbage bags were filled with broken limbs, but this just served as a buffer, and neither Lin Mo nor Zhang Meng were injured.
It can be considered as temporarily out of danger.
But this place is still not safe.
The two opened the door in front and ran out. Seeing the stairs, Lin Mo immediately called Zhang Meng to go up.
Zhang Meng pointed upwards, which meant that the maid and the cat were up there, and going up there would mean they would die. Lin Mo pointed to his head, which meant that you are stupid, the most dangerous place is the safest.
The two of them then went up the stairs and hid in another room.
The whole process is still very exciting.
When they entered the door, both of them could hear the footsteps and shadow of the maid at the fork in front of them. If they were a step later, they would have met each other.
After entering the room, Lin Mo took a quick look as usual.
But this time, his eyelids twitched.
Then he quickly pulled Zhang Meng.
Zhang Meng was listening nervously to the noise outside. She was unwilling when Lin Mo pulled her, but when she turned her head and saw the situation in the room, she was also stunned.
This is a painting studio.
Zhang Meng is looking for paint, this place should have it.
There were a lot of drawing papers piled on the floor of the studio, as well as a pen holder full of brushes and a palette for mixing colors.
There was a high stool in the room, and in front of the stool stood a shelf with an unfinished painting on it.
Zhang Meng had already walked over by now and took a look at the paintings on the shelf.
It was a portrait of a man.
A portrait of a woman wearing a gorgeous dress, like a gentle and elegant aristocratic lady.
Likewise, this woman has no mouth.
Anyway, if Lin Mo takes a look, the portrait is relatively complete excluding the mouth.
But soon Lin Mo's focus changed.
He found that the woman in the painting looked very familiar.
The other person was wearing a colorful hairband on her head and a pair of red high heels on her feet.
Isn't this the dancer?
Dressed the same way as the character the dancer is portraying on stage.
This discovery surprised Lin Mo very much, but no matter how surprised he was, he didn't know why there was a portrait of a dancer here.
The connection is still unclear.
Zhang Meng didn't go to the Grand Theater, so her focus was not on the people in the painting, but on the paint.
She found what she was looking for.
At this moment, they were both doing their own things, Zhang Meng was collecting paints, and Lin Mo was staring at the painting in a daze.
The next moment, no one knew what Lin Mo was thinking. He picked up the palette on the ground, took a paintbrush, dipped some paint on the tip of the brush, and began to paint on the portrait.
This action directly shocked Zhang Meng.
She had an expression that said, "How dare you, a fool, waste a gift from heaven?" It was as if she saw someone destroying a masterpiece with the painting skills of a three-year-old child.
It was too late to stop it.
Never mind, let him do as he pleases.
Lin Mo didn't know what Zhang Meng was thinking, but he was painting very seriously.
He really thought that the dancer danced well and had a lot of performance potential, the only pity was that he had no mouth.
It would look better if it had a mouth.
So at this moment, Lin Mo was drawing the mouth of the dancer's portrait in the painting.
When he finished the painting, he felt quite satisfied. However, looking at Zhang Meng's expression, it was so horrible that he didn't know what to say.
At this time, Zhang Meng also picked up the palette, adjusted the colors, and used a pen to help Lin Mo repair it.
Or say that they are professionals.
After the repair was completed, it was much more coordinated than Lin Mo's previous painting.
Zhang Meng called Lin Mo to leave quickly.
Apparently she had achieved her goal.
If they want to leave, they have to go back to the room where they started.
Now is a good opportunity because the maid is looking for them outside and she certainly wouldn't expect them to come back.
So Lin Mo and Zhang Meng didn't delay any longer and ran out quickly.
Luckily, there was no movement in the corridor.
The maid was not outside.
Maybe he followed the cat downstairs.
This is the opportunity.
The two men quickened their pace and ran back to the room they had been in before, but as soon as they entered, they saw a terrifying face.
It was the two-meter-five-foot-tall maid.
The other party did not leave, but waited for the opportunity.
This was definitely a big surprise for Lin Mo and Zhang Meng.
Anyway, Zhang Meng was completely confused.
This was the first time that Lin Mo saw the maid's face directly.
That's really ugly. Just looking at this look for a long time will make you vomit your overnight meal.
And she actually has a mouth.
It can be said that this maid is the only person with a mouth that Lin Mo saw on the Silence.
There must be something special about her.
Maybe the other party is the real boss of Silence?
The next moment, the maid opened her mouth and her tongue, which was similar to an octopus' claw, stretched out. It is no exaggeration to say that Lin Mo felt the soles of his feet go numb at that moment.
What kind of look is this?
A forked tongue is rare, but this one has eight forked tongues.
A foul odor hit me in the face.
Lin Mo reacted very quickly, grabbing Zhang Meng's collar and pulling her back, while his other hand swung out a knife and cut her tongue.
As a result, the blade bounced back as if it had hit metal.
The opponent's tongue seemed to be able to stretch infinitely. Seeing several tongues coming at him, Lin Mo hurriedly rolled on the ground.
A few snapping sounds.
The wooden floor was cracked.
The next moment, a figure emerged from Lin Mo's clothes.
It's drizzling.
Then the black skirt covered the sky like a shadow.
In other words, we still have to rely on Xiaoyu at critical moments.
Lin Mo knew that this was an opportunity, a fleeting opportunity.
He then carried Zhang Meng and rushed towards the wall where they could leave.
Then, as if breaking through some kind of plastic wrap, the two of them came outside.
The broken painting is being repaired quickly.
The drizzle hasn't come out yet.
Lin Mo rushed in with a knife.
This time, before he could rush in, Xiaoyu rushed out and threw herself into Lin Mo's arms.
Her black dress was a little torn. It seemed that the maid had the blessing of Silence. She was originally A-level, but her strength at this moment may have surpassed S-level.
Will the other party rush out?
Lin Mo assumed that it would happen, so he could only continue to escape.
Unexpectedly, after he ran a few steps and looked back, he saw Zhang Meng still there. At this moment, she was holding a paintbrush and drawing a red cross on the painting with two strokes on the left and right.
Rumble.
The entire Silence shook at this moment, as if it had hit a reef.
But Lin Mo knew that it had nothing to do with the reef, it was because of the red cross on Zhang Meng.
In the oil painting with a cross on it, the maid seemed to be looking fiercely at Lin Mo and others outside through a layer of glass.
But she couldn't seem to get out.
Zhang Meng destroyed the world of oil painting with just two strokes.
At first, Lin Mo thought it was just a matter of drawing a cross, and I could do it.
But looking at Zhang Meng's boasting, you know that things are not as simple as you think. Maybe this is something that only a professional painter like Zhang Meng can do.
Technical work! (End of this chapter)
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