Chapter 2 Painting the Wall

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Mo Fan was carefully observing the girl in the mural, trying to find out the cause of the tragic death of the marauder just now, when suddenly, the girl in the mural winked at him.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and then looked at it, the girl's mural was still the same as before, and there had been no change, and the scene just now seemed to be his illusion.

After thinking about it, Mo Fan reached out and touched the girl on the mural, nothing unusual happened, his ears moved slightly, he heard a faint sound outside, and immediately turned his head, only to see a bald strong man in modern clothes walking into the hall.

The bald man was dressed in a black shirt, and his muscles were undoubtedly exposed, but for some reason, all his eyebrows were shaved off, which not only did not add to the sense of joy, but added a bit of viciousness.

"Marauders?" The bald man looked around silently and slowly stepped forward.

"Could it be that you can still be a traverser?" Mo Fan pursed his lips and said.

"Did you find anything?" The bald man didn't care about the other party's salty and indifferent attitude, glanced at the pile of clothes and ashes on the ground, and continued to ask.

"That's what I found." Mo Fan pointed to the pile of clothes on the ground. Immediately, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the other party, and began to continue to look at the mural in front of him.

The two never knew each other, and of course the bald man didn't expect the other party to be enthusiastic about him, he looked at the clothes on the ground and the murals on the walls on both sides, and obviously felt that the murals were not simple, and he silently began to look at the murals on the walls.

No matter how Mo Fan looked at the girl on the mural, he had never seen the same situation again, and he had to gradually look at the other murals on the wall.

A lifelike beautie, it looks really eye-catching, and if you change it to a gentleman, I'm afraid it's to help the fun.

But he wasn't very interested, his little female ghost Lin Yunhan was a grade higher than the women on these murals no matter how she looked and was, and she faced fairy-level female ghosts all day long, and her ability to resist women had already reached a peak.

Of course, while Mo Fan was observing the mural, he still had a focus on the bald man.

Looking at it, he inadvertently glanced at it, the bald strong man actually ...... It's gone!

Just a few seconds earlier, he had seen a bald man looking at the mural not far away, and he had been paying attention to the other man.

According to his perception, if the bald man left, he should have known as soon as possible, not after knowing it as he is now.

Walking around the entire main hall, Mo Fan didn't see any trace of the other party, this bald strong man just disappeared out of thin air, and he didn't even have a trace of consciousness.

The problem, I'm afraid it's still on this mural, but Mo Fan can't figure out why the bald strong man had an accident not long after he arrived, and he has been here for so long, and he is still unscathed.

The more strange things looked, the more interested Mo Fan became, as long as he could find what was hidden in it, even if he couldn't trigger the task, he would definitely be able to get certain benefits.

On the murals on both sides, there was nothing else except for the beautiful women, and Mo Fan swept them one by one until ...... See this woman.

This looks like a woman of about twenty years old, with no flaws in her delicate appearance, bulging breasts, slender and slender legs.

In other words, this woman may not be much more beautiful than the other women on the mural, but on the contrary, every part of this woman is Mo Fan's favorite type, and the most perfect lover in his dreams almost looks like this.

Everywhere this woman is under her body, she perfectly meets Mo Fan's taste, and her beauty falls in Mo Fan's eyes, which is naturally magnified countless times.

So much so that Mo Fan couldn't take his eyes off for a while, and then the woman in the painting actually showed a smile and beckoned to him gently, he stretched out his hand uncontrollably, and the moment he touched the mural, his whole body disappeared in place.

At this time, the old monk who was slowly cleaning the stairs outside paused, shook his head slightly, and continued to clean as if nothing had happened.

……

Mo Fan, who came back to his senses, blinked his eyes and found that he was actually in a small room, lying on a bed, covered with a white futon with small flowers, and a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose.

He was about to get up, but he felt that he couldn't lift the slightest strength in his body, and even the simple act of lifting the futon was extremely difficult for him to do.

"Hint: Congratulations on triggering the side quest - Paint the Wall!"

Reluctantly sitting up and leaning back on the head of the bed, Mo Fan opened the task list to check the side quest that had just been triggered.

Side Quest - Painted Wall: Escape from this Painted World!

This must be the world in the mural, Mo Fan looked around, and found that this should be a woman's boudoir, clean and tidy, and filled with a faint fragrance, it is really easy to make people think about it.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and a woman slowly walked in, saw Mo Fan sitting there, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Mo Fan with an anxious face, "You can't move now, otherwise it will hurt your body." ā€

Looking at the woman in front of him, Mo Fan's eyes couldn't be taken off for a while, this woman was the woman who perfectly matched his appetite on the mural just now.

The impact brought to him by real people is far greater than that of the mural, and the feeling brought to him by the woman in front of him is even a few points stronger than Lin Yunhan.

It was only at this time that Mo Fan finally figured out the trigger conditions of the mural, to be precise, he didn't need to deliberately trigger it, he only needed to find a "goddess" in his mind on the mural, and he would naturally be able to enter this world.

With Mo Fan's temperament, he was unconsciously attracted when he saw the perfect goddess on the mural, let alone face the two predators in advance.

"Why can't I muster up a little strength?" Mo Fan looked into the other party's eyes and asked.

"This world can only allow women to exist, and once a man enters, the body becomes very weak." The woman was not timid at all, and looked at Mo Fan, "But don't worry, I have already told my sister, as long as you get my sister's consent, you can leave here soon." ā€

"Sister?" Mo Fan blinked, "Then before that, I could only lie down like this?" ā€

"Of course not." The woman took out a folded handkerchief and slowly opened it.