I was a little confused at first, but I quickly calmed down.

Why did a brothel suddenly become a mass grave?

There are usually three reasons for this sudden change in painting style.

There are three rotten stalks of divine transition: dreaming, hallucination, and acting (Peking Opera, Cantonese Opera, Huangmei Opera, etc.).

Corresponding to this, there are three rotten stalks explained by God: aliens, not people, and entering science!

The question is, which kind of situation does the situation fall into now?

Neither, it seems.

Because I quickly found the flaw.

The first is the land beneath your feet.

Gravel, dead leaves, mud, bones......

It's all painted!

Secondly, those collapsed steles, broken stakes, rotting coffins......

It's all painted, too!

Truth be told, this technique of imitating three-dimensional space with a flat picture is truly breathtaking—provided you have a masterful hand of painting that is realistic.

What's going on with these low-resolution graffiti?

Boldly walked forward, and when I passed a bottomless pit, an angular skeletal monster suddenly appeared in the pit, stretching out its craggy bone claws to try to catch me, but fortunately I was quick to dodge.

This kind of skeleton monster with a cube head is also drawn?

I think it should take a pickaxe or something, and the style will be more matched.

The skeleton monster missed a single blow, and actually kept its hand and froze in place.

With it in such a way, I can't turn back, I can only move forward.

Bypass tombstones, coffins, stakes, rocks, pits, ...... Gradually, I discovered an interesting fact: although the whole scene looks very open, in fact, there are very few places that can really be walked - the scenery in the distance is dim and blurry, and I am afraid that it is also painted.

Based on this, I reckon that I am still in the house of hungry ghosts, but the original rooms, walls, furniture, and other things have been magically replaced by bad paintings.

What's next?

Since there is still a road ahead, then I will continue to walk.

The path winds down, and you can see a painted hut at the end of the road, a painted old well, and a few painted dead trees.

But next to the tree in front of the house, there is also a beautiful woman in white reclining and playing the piano, and two maids behind her, they look three-dimensional, and they don't seem to be portraits.

Could it be a real person?

I strode closer, took a closer look, and suddenly felt a cool air rise from the soles of my feet to the heavenly inspiration.

The three masters and servants are paper dummies!

Originally, I used to take these bad paintings as a joke, but now I can't laugh at all.

The same rough brushwork, the same stiff lines, appear on the paper figure at this moment, but it can make people shudder.

I was so excited that without saying a word, I immediately turned around - such an evil thing, I'd better stay away and go somewhere else to see if there is a way out.

But just after walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a crisp sound of 'click', which was particularly harsh in this quiet environment.

Something seems to be cracking?

Distinguish carefully, the voice seems to come from the beautiful woman in white with paper.

When I squinted, I saw that the face of the beautiful woman in white actually grew a long beard.

Oh, not the beard......

That's a crack!

The face of the white-clothed beauty cracked inch by inch, and finally shattered, revealing a grinning skull underneath.

This skeleton is not the kind of cube that I just drawn, Bai Sensen, vicious, with two green flames in the eye sockets, let out a sharp scream, and rushed towards me like lightning.

I didn't dodge it, watching the skeleton get closer and closer to me.

Getting closer, getting closer......