It was an extremely ordinary decorative painting, but because it was so ordinary and completely inconsistent with the style of the room, it caught my attention.
I couldn't help but walk to the painting and look at it carefully. The painting showed the pretty back of a woman. She was wearing a white robe, with long sleeves fluttering out lightly, posing a graceful figure against a black background...
"Huh?"
I exclaimed, realizing that although this painting was very old, it gave people an inexplicable attraction, as if I was in the darkness in the frame, dancing with the woman...
I just felt that my body suddenly became very light, and I felt that my soul was about to leave my body and fly into the "beautiful" world in the painting...
"Xiaoyu!"
Just when I was dizzy and in a trance, a loud shout suddenly pulled me from the painting back to the real world. I immediately shook my head to wake myself up, and then looked around and found that Xu Ting was still holding the fainted person.
Xu Yiyi was in a daze there.
"Who called me just now?" I asked Xu Ting.
Xu Ting shook his head blankly,
His attention was all on Xu Yiyi, and he might not have heard it at all.
I frowned, then turned my head to look at the painting again, but I was surprised to find that the picture was different from before. It was no longer the back of a woman posing, but a black and white photo!
The photo shows the face of a young woman. She has a beautiful face and a sweet smile on her lips. However, the smile does not look beautiful because the painting has become a posthumous photo!
And I feel like her eyes have been staring at me. This feeling is very uncomfortable...
Even so, I recognized the woman in the photo at a glance. She was the female ghost in white who appeared in the Soul-Yearing Hall that day!
"When was this painting hung here?" I asked Xu Ting.
Xu Ting lowered his head and recalled for a moment, then said:
"About half a month ago, Yiyi was not in a good mood those days, so I took her here to stay for a few days, thinking of letting her relax. Then one day she went for a walk and when she came back
I took this painting and said that I really liked it and wanted to hang it in the room."
"Do you know the woman in the picture?"
After hearing my question, Xu Ting raised his head and glanced at the woman in the photo. A look of horror suddenly appeared on his face.
"No...that's not right. This painting was not like this when I first got it back. Why did it suddenly turn into a photo of a deceased person?!"
After hearing what he said, I finally understood. It seemed that the whole thing was related to this painting...
Wait a minute! My body trembled suddenly, and I suddenly remembered something. When I was praying to Mrs. Xue a few days ago, she once said that she was killed by a painting!
"Could it be..."
Thinking of this, I hurriedly asked Xu Ting,
"Your daughter brought this painting back half a month ago. Didn't an old lady die in the village in those days? The old lady was killed because her house collapsed?!"
"Yes! It was those days. I remember it was the day after the old lady died that Yiyi brought the painting back!" Xu Ting said firmly.
When I looked back at the posthumous photo, I felt that the smile of the woman in the photo had changed. It was not sweet, but ferocious!
A chill came out of my heart. Without any hesitation, I took out the mahogany sword from my backpack and struck it hard on the photo!
There was a "pop" sound!
The photo was split in half and fell to the ground, but despite this, the woman's eyes in the photo were still staring at me...
An ominous premonition suddenly struck!
"Go! Get out of here?!" I shouted to Xu Ting.
Seeing that I was so panicked, Xu Ting didn't ask any questions. He picked up the sleeping Xu Yiyi and ran out. As soon as he got to the door, the bedroom door closed by itself. Xu Ting tried for a long time and couldn't open it.
At this moment, the light in the bedroom suddenly went out, and the originally bright room instantly became invisible...
"Mr. Lin...Mr. Lin!" Xu Ting called my name tremblingly.
I walked to him in the dark and tried to open the door, but it also couldn't be opened.
"Don't panic..."
I said these two words to him as well as to myself. I forced myself to calm down, but I still blamed Master a thousand times in my heart!
"This old thing, you said I can handle it. The current situation is much more terrifying than Mrs. Xue's..."
"puff!"
Just when I was extremely panicked, a faint green fire suddenly lit up in the room. Looking back, I saw that there was an altar table under the wall where the photo of the deceased was hung before.
There are two candles and an incense burner on the altar table. The candles are burning with green flames, and three incense sticks are lit in the incense burner. The smoke slowly rises with the flames...
I looked up with the rising smoke, and suddenly found that the photo of my body that had been split in half was hanging on the wall intact again!
The difference from just now is that the sweet smile of the woman in the photo disappeared, replaced by a slightly lowered mouth corner and an angry face.
This venerable face exuded an indescribable strangeness against the dim green candlelight.
"Mourning Hall..."
I almost blurted it out, and it was unmistakable. The entire bedroom has now become a mourning hall.
"Mr. Lin, what...is going on?"
Xu Ting's trembling voice came to my ears again.
"What's going on? It's a ghost!"
The matter has come to this, and I can no longer run away. Judging from the experience I got from the book, this female ghost can rely on her cultivation to decorate such a mourning hall, which means she is at least a powerful ghost. With my current ability, I am afraid...
I pressed my thumbnail lightly against the pad of my index finger, ready to bleed at any time to save my life, but I knew that even this could only buy me a moment at most, and no matter what, I could only run away one by one.
I took a deep breath, walked forward, and said loudly:
"Yin Yang Ghost Dao Lin Yu is here, please show up quickly!"
As soon as these words came out, even I felt guilty.
After a moment of silence, a burst of sad laughter suddenly sounded in the room,
"hehe…"
Then I was horrified to find that the three sticks of incense in the incense burner burned into two short and one long sticks!