The orb's wall of fire continued to the edge of the gray wall, and the room full of corpses was full of smells, but the room was not large.

While lamenting the suffering of the deceased, Su Ya began to wonder: why did the enemy who was hiding the murderous machine place so many corpses here? Su Ya believed that those despicable aliens were definitely not asking them to do this for the dead, so what were they doing it for?

When Su Ya followed the light radiating from the wall of fire and saw a door standing on the wall, she quickly turned her head to look at the orb beside her and winked at her.

Baozhu had already seen the door, it was an iron door, and it was evidently more like a prison door for prisoners, and it seemed to be joined by thick iron plates, except for the three palm-sized openings that were connected by iron rods parallel to the head.

Baozhu was not worried about whether there was danger at the other end of the iron prison door, she was only worried about whether there would be any living beings in this lifeless place.

Baozhu approached the cell door at Su Ya's signal, she just wanted to stretch out her hand to test how tight the cell door was closed, but she didn't expect that when her hand just touched the cell door, the thick iron door actually "squeaked" and was opened again.

After Baozhu, who was standing on the other side of the door, saw this situation, she pushed open the door without confusion and walked over, and Su Ya, who was standing not far from the Baozhu, also kept her eyes on Baozhu's body, and when she found that the door was opened lightly again, the doubts in her heart gathered again. Despite this, she hurriedly followed the orb into the other side of the door.

When Baozhu and Suya came to the other side of the door, they once again smelled the unpleasant smell that rushed towards them, and this time they didn't have to guess, they knew what the smell meant. Except for the smell, they couldn't see what was going on in front of them, on the left, and on the right, after all, the three directions were still black.

The orb in Su Ya's ear waved her hand to the ground again, and then called out "ah", this time Su Ya finally witnessed how the orb summoned the long, straight wall of flames, and she found that just as the orb's hand waved towards the ground. I saw that her hands were shining like fluorescent. And at that layer of light, a blue starlight surrounded her hand, and Su Ya guessed that the blue starlight might be due to the consumption of mana. And just after Baozhu finished this action, I saw a wall of fire that was the same as before appeared on their right side. Its light illuminates the front and back, left and right. At this time, Su Ya and Baozhu also saw the situation around them clearly. They were standing in the middle of a hallway. The iron door they had just opened was just one door in this hallway, and there were many more in this hallway, and there were many on their right. There are also a lot of them on their left. But perhaps because of the limited length of the wall of fire, despite its light, Su Ya and Baozhu still couldn't see the end to the left and right of this corridor.

"It doesn't look like there's anyone else here!"

Baozhu suddenly spoke, her voice echoing through the silent, dark, mysterious corridor, and the trembling echo lingered for a long time before slowly dissipating.

"Tell me, which direction should we go?"

Facing the left and right roads in front of her, which looked like a corridor but were more like a prison, and the iron doors standing on both sides of the corridor, she really didn't know where to go, so she could only hand over this problem to Su Ya.

But Su Ya, who was standing motionless in place, did not answer Baozhu's question. …

Baozhu was curious for a moment, so she withdrew her gaze from the countless "roads", and then looked in the direction of Su Ya, the god of freedom, only to find that the eyes of the god of freedom who was standing beside her were staring intently at one place in a daze.

Baozhu followed Su Ya's gaze towards the place where she was looking, and found that there was an iron door with only a narrow door frame standing on the wall opposite them, but this iron door was no different from the iron door they had just touched, and what made Baozhu feel special was that there was a framed oil painting hanging on the stone brick wall to the right of this iron door.

Orb didn't know why the god of liberty's eyes were staring at the painting in a daze, and she didn't understand why the god of liberty liked the painting so strangely, she just wanted to see what was on it. So she took a few steps forward to the bottom of the painting that hung on the wall, and at last she could see the pattern on the painting: there was a woman with a baby in her arms, and it was obviously a picture of a mother and child. Although she could not be seen smiling on the mother's face, she seemed to be satisfied; And the baby she held in her arms, although he had no clothes on his body, his face was full of smiles, as if he was in heaven without sorrow.

"Apparently this painting wasn't painted by monsters? The devil also likes to treasure oil paintings? They also like to see this harmonious picture? It's weird! ”

After reading the contents of this painting, Baozhu didn't feel that there was anything special about this painting, not only that, but she also sighed inexplicably.

But when Orb looked at the God of Liberty again, she found that her gaze was still on the painting, and just as Orb had just seen, the God of Liberty's gaze at the oil cart was not only preoccupied and intent, but also her eyes showed confusion.

At this point, the orb finally felt that there was something wrong with the god of freedom, at least she thought that there was nothing special about the painting in front of her, and the god of liberty who had been staring at it had not said a word for a long time, and while she was staring at the painting motionlessly, her eyes didn't even seem to blink, and at this moment she was more like she was seduced by something.

An ominous premonition came over Baozhu's heart, she hurriedly walked in front of Su Ya and held her shoulders with both hands, and then Baozhu tried to use the shaking of her hands to help the god of freedom wake up, but she didn't expect the result of the shaking to surprise her even more. For she found that no matter how much she shook the god of freedom in front of her, she still maintained the same movement, that is, looking at the painting in front of her motionlessly and with a puzzled face.

The orb shook the Liberty God's shoulder several times, and when she realized that it had no result at all, she felt anxious, but fortunately she finally thought of another way, only to let go of the arm that was holding the Liberty God's shoulder, and then quickly walked to the opposite wall, just as she was about to raise the silver dagger in her hand and slash towards the painting......

Baozhu would never have imagined that Su Ya had already discovered the oil painting before she raised her short knife and slashed at the oil painting on the wall, before she walked up to Su Ya, the god of freedom, and shook her shoulders, and before she noticed that there was an oil painting of mother and son hanging on the wall that was incompatible with this prison.

In fact, no matter how harmonious the painting style and profound painting skills are, no matter how you look at it, it is just a painting, and the characters in the painting are all the people in the painting, and they can never be compared with the clarity of the photos in reality.

In fact, Su Ya was not so interested in this painting at first, although its existence was too disproportionate to this gray and zombie-smelling prison, but Su Ya imagined it as a soulless landscape in a depraved world. …

Just as Su Ya was about to turn her eyes away from the picture, her eyes suddenly stayed on the face of the baby held by the woman in the picture.

The baby appeared to be only a few months old and had no clothes on him, but his mother was wearing only a thin white dress, so it was not surprising that there was no doubt about it. The baby's face showed an innocent, bright and happy smile, perhaps it was precisely because of his carefree smile that Su Ya couldn't help but turn her gaze to his face again.

But while Su Ya's eyes were staring at the baby, she suddenly found that the baby not only blinked from time to time, but also his two eyes seemed to be staring at Su Ya intently, and at the same time, his small mouth that had not yet grown all the teeth was still opening and closing.

At first, when Su Ya saw this scene, she thought that it was because of the dim light, or because of her own nervousness, that she had hallucinations in front of her eyes. But after she blinked her eyes a few times, she still saw that the baby who was held in the woman's arms was still smiling at her, and at the same time as he smiled, Su Ya's ears actually faintly heard his laughter.

In Su Ya's heart, she was surprised and wondered why the baby in this oil painting moved? The key is why his eyes always stayed on Su Ya's body, only to see that the baby who was held in the arms of the woman in the painting suddenly widened his black eyes, and at this moment, his two black eyes gradually turned into blue eyes, and his mouth was not only very big as if it had been ripped open, but also his mouth was full of sharp teeth, and his two hands with fine skin and tender flesh also turned into demonic claws. The baby's face shifted, and he flew out of the painting as if it had wings, and he quickly pounced in front of Suya.

Su Ya was taken aback by this sudden scene, but she still held the golden tracking sword in front of her as if a conditioned reflex to block the two strong claws that the baby slammed on, but even so, Su Ya did not change her bad luck, because the baby actually used his sharp teeth to bite Su Ya's head......

What's worse is that Baozhu was not standing by Su Ya's side at this time, she was standing in front of the painting, holding the short knife in her hand, and was about to slash towards the painting in front of her...... (To be continued......)

460 paintings hanging on the wall.

460 paintings hanging on the wall,