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Chapter 317 There are really people who are not afraid of death

In a quiet bedroom, dim light, a person is facing a strange painting, covering his eyes, moving away, covering again, and moving away again.

If other people saw this scene, their scalp would definitely feel numb.

Or maybe I think this person is sick.

Lin Mo didn't feel anything at all.

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

As a result, after removing your hand for the last time, the other person actually came directly in front of you, as if he were standing in front of a window looking at you.

Automatically ignoring the other party's ferocious face, Lin Mo nodded and said hello: "Hello!"

The other party didn't respond.

Very rude.

Lin Mo didn't care. After all, some nightmares were like this. All he could think about was how to kill people, his grievances and hatred for everything except him.

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

It's like the mirror world that Lin Mo once entered.

It is unclear at the moment whether there is one world in one painting, or there is a single world in it that connects all the ghost paintings.

Lin Mo came here to find the painter here. There was nothing in this bedroom except two weird paintings. Lin Mo planned to seize the time to check out other rooms.

You have to hurry up this night.

Lin Mo has only one purpose, to reach a consensus with the owner of Studio 409, to make friends, and to guard and build the beautiful home of Green Garden Community together.

Get ready to go out.

Lin Mo found that the door was gone.

Then he turned around and said to the strange person in the painting: "You are new here too, right? Don't you know who I am?"

The person in the painting remained motionless, just staring at Lin Mo.

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

Lin Mo followed the sound and looked over and found that it was the newlywed couple in another painting.

This painting has also changed at this moment.

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

It looked like it must have been cut off, because the groom still had a bloody knife in his hand.

The wound on the human head in his hand was full of blood.

And this blood can actually seep out of the canvas and drip onto the ground.

The sound of water drops 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 high marks for this scary effect. If it wasn't me, someone else would definitely be shocked. If it was a fat man, well, I suspect he would have to wash his pants."

At this time, there was another movement behind him.

Lin Mo turned around and looked.

The man on the road before had a hand seeping out from the edge of the frame.

Its nails, which had rotted, cracked, and turned completely black, were slowly scratching the wall. The scratched areas seemed to be infected by a black substance.

The black substance is slowly spreading. It looks like a clean white shirt touched by someone with dirty hands. The dirty stuff is spreading.

In a few breaths, one-third of the wall over there was 'contaminated'.

Lin Mo wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything because he heard the sound of water dripping louder on the other side.

Only the blood had dripped into a patch under the groom's painting, and this blood began to spread outward at this time, like ink dripping into white water, spreading rapidly.

And it's faster.

At this time, two ghost paintings seemed to be competing for this room, half of them were dirty black, and the other half were scarlet blood.

The two colors quickly transformed the room into a strange painting.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Mo said something.

At this moment, black filth and blood quickly occupied the room underfoot, on the walls, and on the ceiling, and soon each took up half of it.

Terror began to spread in the house.

In addition, there are some strange noises.

There was the sound of footsteps on one side and the sound of gurgling water on the other.

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

sorry.

Not found!

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 then pulled the brick out of the leather case.

In the studio, this thing is still very powerful.

Lin Mo is here to make friends, not to fight, but if he encounters such a stubborn person who is not afraid of death, Lin Mo doesn't mind giving him a lesson.

When necessary, you can kill them, or even burn down the house. I believe that the painter hidden in Studio No. 409 will take it seriously.

At this time, Lin Mo looked at these two paintings again.

Good guy, all the people in the painting are gone.

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

Under normal circumstances, if the person in the painting disappears, there is a high probability that he or she ran away.

Isn’t that what horror movies do?

Sure enough, first, a figure appeared among the black filth on the wall over there. The figure quickly became clear, and the next moment, a person walked out of the wall.

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

It's a man on the road.

On the other side, from a large bloodstain on the ground, a person emerged from it. You could tell it was the groom without even looking.

This guy is also holding a knife and a human head.

Lin Mo didn't wait for the guy to come out. He reached up and grabbed the groom's neck and pulled him out. Without waiting for the other party to react, he picked up the brick and smashed it.

"I let you kill women, I let you kill women!"

Bang bang bang!

The bricks burst into flames, leaving the opponent's body bloody and bloody as they hit him, and they also had a putrid smell.

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

"If you even kill your wife, are you a human being? Are you a human being?"

Lin Mo became more and more angry as he hit him, and he was accidentally hit to death.

The groom lay motionless on the ground, sticking his butt out. As a ghost, this state of death was very embarrassing.

Lin Mo shook his neck and turned around with the brick in hand.

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

The other party was obviously stunned on the spot.

Maybe it was suppressed, and it didn't react until Lin Mo looked at it.

The ferocious expression on his face disappeared, he just smiled cautiously, and then crawled back to the wall.

But you can't drill back through that wall.

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

Because of panic, I slipped a bit.

Finally, it successfully escaped back into its painting.

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

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

It returned to its original state after a while.

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

Now both paintings are empty, especially the wedding portrait, which is even more empty. Lin Mo shook his head: "You can't live a good life, but you have to commit suicide. Alas, a beautiful family is broken up like this."

After muttering, he walked out of the room carrying the bricks.


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