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Originally he was facing the entrance of the labyrinth, and all I could see was a bald head and the back of his head, but now I saw his face.

Wonderful!

The monk in the painting turned out to be the first to enter the underground palace!

How did a big living person run into the painting!

Although it was an ink painting, Ji Miao's eyebrows and eyes were so clear that I could even see the solemn expression on his face.

Although he was facing me, he obviously didn't see me outside the painting.

In fact, from the perspective of the layout of the picture, he should look behind him when he looks back, not out of the picture.

Ji Miao looked back and only looked at it for a dozen seconds.

The screen floats, changes again, and he faces the maze again, ready to enter.

But a vague shadow appeared behind him.

What I'm looking at now is just a painting, not a movie or a cartoon, so I don't know how that shadow came to be.

After more than ten seconds, the picture floated and changed again, Ji Miao had entered the entrance of the labyrinth, and the shadow was close to Ji Miao, almost clinging to him, and a thin hand-like thing stretched out to grasp the back of Ji Miao's head.

I felt like I was chilling in the back of my head.

But Ji Miao still has real skills.

After more than ten seconds, the picture floated again, Ji Miao had already turned around in time, and was putting one hand into the blurred shadow, and the black ink splashed all over the picture, black, as if a large amount of blood was spurting out.

When the picture changed again, Ji Miao had already walked into the labyrinth, and the shadow turned into a dark ink dot, which was at the entrance of the labyrinth, which looked very unsightly, and simply destroyed the layout of the whole painting.

Whether it's Ji Miao's entry into the painting, or the fact that he kills something that attacks him in the painting, it's far beyond my imagination.

I didn't know what to do for a while, so I quickly took out my mobile phone and called Feng Tian.

As soon as the phone was connected, I heard the mess over there, and I didn't know what the environment was, and I could hear Feng Tian shouting very unceremoniously: "Come on, what else can you think of." ”

I vaguely heard a man's voice crying, "I really can't remember anything, I really don't know anything!" ”

"If you think about it, it's critical!" Feng Tian dropped this sentence before answering my phone, "What's the matter?" Did you catch Ji Miao? ”

I hurriedly said: "I entered the underground palace, there is nothing in the underground palace, so I hung a painting on the wall, Ji Miao entered the painting, what should I do?" ”

Feng Tian's voice was a little surprised, "You said Ji Miao entered the painting?" What kind of painting is it? What is the situation in the painting? Motionless, still moving! ”

I touched the time when the picture changed, "The picture is moving, changing every fifteen seconds or so, Ji Miao has been moving, there is a big maze on the painting, Ji Miao has already entered the maze." ”

Feng Tian asked again: "Is it a maze on the painting?" What else? ”

"There is also the sun, and there are skulls, scorpions, and little people with knives in the labyrinth, all drawn very simply, like children's graffiti! Hey, wait a minute! ”

I was describing the appearance of the picture when I suddenly noticed that the black ink blot before entering the labyrinth had moved, gradually dissected from the painting, and condensed into a finger-sized mass of ink, which crumbled on the drawing paper and seemed to flow down immediately.

I subconsciously reached out my finger to point at the ink blob, just to see if the ink really came out, or if I was just mistaken.

Feng Tian's warning came from the mobile phone, "Don't touch that painting......"

Unfortunately, she said this a little late, and when I heard this, my finger was already pressed on the ink droplet.

It's wet, it's cold, and it brings a burning sting pain to your fingertips!

Hearing Feng Tian's warning, I was busy trying to retract my hand, but my fingers seemed to be on the painting, and I didn't move at all, pulling it down hard, and I felt a pain like a break.

With the pain, it was dark in front of me.

The darkness in front of me lasted for less than a second, and the next moment the vision returned to normal.

Somehow, it turned out to be foggy.

The white mist in front of him was rolling, unusually thick, and it had reached the point where he couldn't see his fingers.

The nose is surrounded by a strange fragrance, as if you are in the middle of a hundred flowers in full bloom.

The air was damp and cold, and there was a breeze blowing, and when it fell on the face, it was a fine and dense droplet of water.

There was a crackling noise from the mobile phone microphone next to the ear, and there was a sound of electric current, but Feng Tian's voice could not be heard!

What's going on?

My heart moved slightly, and I subconsciously squatted down and reached out to touch the ground.

Originally, I was standing in the underground palace, and the ground was also a hard stone slab, so clean that there was not a single trace of dust, but now, I touched the mud in my hand!

The ground was soft, obviously dirt, and it had just been turned over, and the mud was wet and black.

Something is wrong!

I held up the mobile phone and fed it a few times, except for the noise, I couldn't hear any movement, so I could only accept my fate, temporarily put the phone up, carried a peach wood sword in one hand, and took out a talisman from my pocket that I didn't know what to do.

After only two steps, I was lying on my stomach!

Something on the ground tripped me and caught me off guard on the spot, and the classic vicious dog snatched.

This time it fell so hard, the peach wood sword and the talisman were all out of his hand, and he didn't know where he flew, and his chin hit the stone, and it hurt so much that he thought it was broken.

I got up from the ground and, instead of getting up immediately, I touched it with my hand.

The thing that tripped me was right under my feet.

I reached for it and felt it.

It's soft, it's a little hot, it's a little elastic, and it's touching the wet and sticky y-body.

Retracted his hand, and before he could see what was in his hand, he smelled the pungent smell of blood.

When I put my hand in front of me, it was full of blood!

I subconsciously held my breath, turned around and climbed back two steps, and I saw the thing that was hidden by the white mist.

It was a corpse!

It looks like a gorilla, with thick black hair and a humanoid body, but with long arms and short legs, and it is not very coordinated.

Although the body resembles an orangutan, the face has nothing to do with an orangutan.

That's a wolf face! The nose is long, the mouth is large, the teeth are pointed, and the teeth are still hung with wisps of blood.

The corpse's chest was torn open by a powerful force, and the inside was empty, and the heart was missing!

Blood was pouring out of the huge wound on his chest, like a small fountain.

I tentatively put my hand into the wound, and it happened to be in both hands.

This shows that the chest of this thing was torn open by someone after being inserted with his bare hands.

Ordinary people will never be able to do this.

This reminds me of the scene where I just drew Ji Miao's counterattack against the sneak attacker, and he put his hand into the position where the sneak attacker should be chest!

Could this guy be the one Ji Miao killed?

But that's in the painting!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be frightened, and I quickly got up and took a few steps forward.

The wind blew in his face, blowing away some of the fog in front of him, revealing what was hidden behind the fog.

What is it!