The monsters roared, Chen Qing didn't have the slightest mercy, but his hands became heavier and heavier, and when the palms were pulled, the hind legs of those monsters were dragged off their bodies alive, drenched in blood, and screamed!

They struggled, but the target seemed to be only me, no matter how Chen Qing attacked them, even if he took off his legs, they still crawled towards me with their hands.

My head was sweating, my heart was beating violently, and as soon as I regained a little strength, I quickly retreated.

Chen Qing walked around, and after tearing off the legs of several monsters with blood, seeing that they had no intention of stopping, he waved his palm, and the blood cone flew out, crackling and hitting them, as if piercing nails, and instantly nailed them into hedgehogs.

"Hey, hey... Hehe..."The painter smiled weirdly, as if he was beginning to notice Chen Qing's difference, and his exposed gaze turned a little, staring at Chen Qing, and the brush in his hand was eager to try.

Seeing this on the side, my heart trembled suddenly, and I hurriedly reminded Chen Qing: "Be careful of the pen in its hand!" ”

Last time, it was because of this and negligence that Chen Qing and my brother were sealed in the painting.

"It's really a beautiful work of art..."The painter stared at Chen Qing, the light in his eyes became more and more intense, and the whole person couldn't help laughing.

After Chen Qing eliminated a few monsters, he turned to face the painter, and when he heard his scalp-numbing laughter, he frowned as if he felt disgusted.

I am afraid in my heart, there are really not many opponents who can make Chen Qing's expression change, the strength of this painter is unfathomable!

When he saw Chen Qing as if he had found a treasure, he turned around excitedly, and then his eyes suddenly stared at me, and his tone became cold: "I know who you are... Beast Tamer... There should be another one, I've heard them say... Damn the beast tamers, go around exterminating our kind... Everybody thinks you're an eyesore! ”

"Since you know me, do you know why I came?" I gasped for breath to try to make my voice sound as smooth as possible.

But despite this, he still saw that something was wrong, and he said in a puzzled tone, sneering: "You don't seem to be very good... Something seems to be missing... There's something missing from a living person..."

I knew that he was talking about the part of the yang energy that Chen Qing had sucked away, and he saw through it, and my palms were a little sweaty, and there was no way to confront him in this state.

"Why do you want to come, maybe because you want to be my painting too!" He changed his words and laughed strangely, and the whole person looked crazy.

This is the first time I've met the artist head-on.,I've only heard about it before.,And in addition to seeing Si Ku in school.,The painter is also the second of the four ghost guests to see.,Their strength is stronger than I thought!

And the remaining two people, the butcher and the breeder, will probably only be more terrible!

He smiled weirdly, I didn't speak, my eyes were fixed on that horrible face, and when he had laughed enough, he stopped, and then suddenly asked me, "Oh yes, do you like that story?" Every time someone comes, I prepare for them, but the two of you are different... The furthest you go. ”

"The story? What's the story? I was stunned by his sudden question.

When he heard this, he seemed to be very angry, and poked the ground with the cane in his hand, and a strange voice came out of his throat: "You forgot?!" How dare you do this?! You should remember to remember for a lifetime! That's a story I made with my heart! ”

I didn't know what he was talking about, I was desperately thinking about it in my mind, and soon I finally remembered something, my heart trembled, and I wondered: "... Are you talking about three little pigs? ”

His face was happy, his tone relaxed, and he smiled strangely: "What a beautiful story, a harmonious family, that's what it looks like." ”

“... I don't see any harmony. I remembered the sick scene on the drama stage, and my whole heart was stunned, looking at the painter, and suddenly, I suddenly realized something: "In this story... Is there you? ”

This time he didn't speak, just looked at me with a cold look in his eyes, and kept smiling weirdly from his mouth.

When I saw him like this, my heart beat and I knew I was right.

The story of the three little pigs, as far as we know the plot, is the picture my brother saw before, the pig in the wheelchair died, and the other two pigs, one stabbed the other with a knife.

If combined with the performance on the stage, the pig father who lost his legs in a car accident should be in a wheelchair, then the problem is, among the remaining two, there is a little pig and a pig mother, so finally... Who stabbed whom?

Piglet killed his mother? Or is it a mother who kills her own child?

No matter who killed the other party, it was too disturbing and depressing, and even morbid.

The artist did not deny that he himself might be the person in the story, which also caused me to speculate.

If it is put into the story, he should not play the role of a pig mother, let alone a father who died paralyzed in a wheelchair.

Because according to the plot of the story, two pigs died, and only one survived in the end, if it was the painter who was alive, then according to the elimination method, he was definitely not the pig father who had died in a wheelchair in the first place.

Secondly, according to conventional thinking, as a man, he should not be the role of a mother, that is... He's the little pig... And in the end he survived... Did he kill his own mother?

I didn't dare to think any further, and stared at the artist in front of me with wide eyes, and there seemed to be a terrifying demon hiding behind his sneer.

"It seems that I don't need to tell you, you guessed it...", he laughed loudly, "but you only know one and not the other, but it doesn't matter, soon you will belong to me like them!" ”

He smiled strangely, suddenly grabbed a handful of white paper from the basket behind him, lost count of how many, threw it in the air like paper money, and then knocked the ground with his cane!

In the moment of taking it, as if everything was revived, the drawing paper that fell to the ground, and the monster began to crawl out of it frantically.

These monsters are strangely shaped, of different sizes, and their bodies are extremely twisted, and some even look like strange creatures with many limbs patched together, with stitches and needles on their bodies, or heads on their backs, which makes people's scalps tingle!

It's hard to imagine what kind of psychological person would draw such a thing.

Hordes of monsters crawled out of the painting like armies, blocking the artist's front and forming a wall.

I roughly counted them, there are at least twenty or thirty, the number is huge, such a group of monsters standing in front of them, anyone will be afraid of drumming in their hearts, I am even a little worried, whether Chen Qing can resist!

"Let's make it my painting together! Hahaha! The painter let out a maniacian laugh, and his voice swirled through the air, and as he spoke, hordes of monsters rushed over like a tide!

"Chen Qing!"

I was frightened and hurriedly retreated, at the same time, Chen Qing spread his hands directly in front of me, the blood shadow swiped in mid-air, and in an instant, a huge arc-shaped blood wall rose from the ground, standing in front of me like a towering stone tablet, almost completely separating the surroundings, and its length was even blocked by the side!

And the monster that rushed was like a cannonball, "bang bang bang" frantically hitting the blood wall, the whole wall was trembling violently, Chen Qing supported it with both hands, and the blood all over her body was flying, like a dandelion driving her long black hair to fly.

A large amount of blood pierced through the walls and began to fight back against the oncoming monsters, crawling on top of them, devouring their bodies, and in an instant, a terrible roar resounded all around!

The scene was extremely chaotic, more and more monsters rushed over, like death squads frantically hitting the blood wall, some even climbed up to turn over, Chen Qing alone had to deal with monsters rushing from several directions at the same time!

I haven't seen this kind of scene for a long time, even when I dealt with Liu Tian in school before, I wasn't so tough!

These monsters are overwhelming, and their momentum is so fierce that those who don't know even think that there is a huge army on the other side firing at us!

"Hurry up and think of a way!" I'm worried that Chen Qing won't be able to hold on, and the whole person's head is sweating!

In an instant, the wall of blood was hit harder and harder, and cracks began to appear like a mirror!

One of the monsters crawled in from above, took advantage of its unpreparedness to fly down, and bit Chen Qing's neck, blood splattered out immediately!