The fire on the coffin was soon swallowed up by the endless darkness, but this darkness did not last for a few seconds, the dim candlelight stung my eyes, Mo Xun was lying on the ground and still maintained a struggling posture, we escaped, and the painting had turned to ashes.

I stepped forward, stretched out my hand to help Mo Xun, and asked worriedly, "How are you?" ”

Hearing my question, Mo Xun looked at me confusedly, then looked at her arm again, and after a while she grinned, "It turns out that the bone-eating beast in this painting is only defined by the painter, and I am not really injured." ”

The ghost shook her hand in front of Ji Yue's eyes, and seeing that she didn't react, she asked me in a low voice, "Brother, where is this?" You're really out of your body. "She saw me and Mo Xun's bodies.

"Ling'er, I don't think it's appropriate for you to stay outside for too long now." Mo Xun looked at me with some embarrassment, "Ghost Ye, you should tell Ling'er!" ”

Hearing Mo Xun's words, the ghost immediately turned to look at me.

"Ling'er, you are just a imprisoned soul in an oil painting now, just like Han Zixiao." Looking at the ghost's inquiring eyes, I couldn't bear to say the word 'death'.

The ghost was stunned for a moment, was silent for a long time, and then asked me tentatively, "Brother, do you mean that I am already dead?" ”

I nodded lightly and stepped forward to hug the ghost, "With my brother here, my brother will definitely save you." ”

"Ling'er, you go to the Bafang Compass first, and I'll find a way for you." A strange emotion flashed in Mo Xun's eyes.

The ghost nodded at her, and then said to me, "Brother, don't be sad, your birthday is coming, don't be careless in this action." ”

I didn't dare to look directly into the ghost's eyes, and slowly turned my back to her, "Mo Xun, you can do it!" ”

Mo Xun took out the Bafang compass, and soon, she patted me on the shoulder, "It's alright, let's continue to find An Chen!" ”

When I turned around, the ghost was no longer there, and Ji Yue leaned on Xu Jialin's shoulder and yawned repeatedly.

"It seems that this evil spirit is imprisoning ordinary souls, and has not made some special arrangements, and the bone-eating beast appears in the painting where the ghost is located, and it seems that he knows us very well." I analyzed the rest of the paintings while looking at them.

"The so-called special people are treated specially, you see, these paintings are all pictures of black shadows entangled in the soul, and we will definitely not be in danger when we go in." Mo Xun raised his hand and pointed to a few paintings on the left hand.

I nodded in agreement, and there was an oil painting of a family of six having dinner next to the paintings, which was very warm, and this style successfully caught my eye in this environment.

In the painting, three men and two women are gathered around the dining table, their eyes are focused on an eleven or twelve-year-old child, and we can only see the child's back, and we don't know his expression at the moment.

It was a warm picture, but I saw fear and begging in the eyes of those people.

"Hey, look at this picture, isn't it weird, I think there must be something greasy in it."

Mo Xun stood in front of me and could also follow and observe the painting carefully, "They are all foreigners, I'm afraid that we won't understand the language when we go in, so I think we should not go in." ”

"What if An Chen is inside? Or is this a hiding place for the evil spirit? ”

"Forget it, I can't talk to you, then you can communicate with these foreign devils at that time!" Mo Xun glared at me angrily, and took my hand and stepped into the mysterious painting.

As soon as we entered, there was a familiar smell of oil smoke, and Mo Xun and I immediately raised our vigilance.

An old-fashioned gramophone with an unknown track playing outside, and the otherwise still dining scene was also moving. If you listen closely, you can also hear the sound of knives and forks hitting the plates, but no one brings the food to their mouths.

"Hey." Mo Xun shouted tentatively.

The people at the table didn't pay attention to us, couldn't they see us? I strode forward, trying to reach out and pat the soul closest to me, but the moment my hand touched him, he was gone.

"Not bad for me, I only touched it." The soul in the previous painting would not have disappeared for no reason.

Mo Xun shook his head in confusion, then reached out and shook it in front of the eyes of one of the souls.

"They can't see us."

Is this what the evil spirit wants to say to us? I think we'd better wait and see! ”

Mo Xun and I retreated to the corner and observed the movement at the dining table.

Every word they said, every word they said, all in a language we didn't understand, except for the boy with his back to us, who remained silent.

I didn't pay attention to his appearance just now, but I realized that the tone of those people was full of fear for this boy.

I couldn't help but wonder what he looked like, and walked a few briskly steps to the table. Looking at the boy with his neck craned, it was definitely the ugliest face I had ever seen, his twisted features, tangled together, and the only thing I could remember was his hooked nose.

I tried to reach out and touch his shoulder, but before my fingers could touch it, he grabbed it with his backhand. He turned his head quickly, his eyes fixed on me as if he were his prey. The corners of his mouth went up slightly, and he smiled very strangely, and then he let go of my hand.

There was a sudden silence at the table, and the boy turned back to speak, and several people struggled to bring the meat from the plate to their mouths.

"Are you alright?" Mo Xun came to my side and supported me.

"What do they eat?"

"Just scared me, you still have the heart to see what other people eat."

With a "clang", the boy threw the knife and fork in his hand on the table, and the surrounding souls trembled, and they threw down the knife and fork in their hands and ran away.

The boy first wiped his mouth with his hands, then took out two iron hooks from his suspenders, and slowly turned his head to look at me and Mo Xun.

"Not good, run." I shouted, and subconsciously pulled Mo Xun to turn around and run.

"Run for what? We are not afraid of him. ”

Before Mo Xun could say the next word, a large iron cage appeared in the air, enveloping the two of us.

The boy whistled to the melody of the gramophone's singing, and looked very pleasant. The few people who ran out just now were lying on the crack of the door and watching all this.

I see, it's not that they can't see us, they keep pretending they don't see us.

"You're still not human! Just see death and can't be saved? I knew I was going to touch you one by one and turn you all to ashes. I shouted angrily.

"Shout what? It's not a shame to be embarrassed, not to mention that they are not human beings in the first place, next time they scold them with another word, and if you scold them, people won't understand it! Mo Xun stretched out his hand and grabbed me and looked around.

The boy approached us step by step with the iron hook, his eyes lifted upward, and my hands were lifted by two thick chains, and my feet were free.

"Pervert, what are you going to do?" Mo Xun grabbed the iron fence and shook it constantly, she wanted to use the golden text, but here, it seemed that everything was shielded out, and our souls became the most ordinary flesh.

"Bang Dang"

"Bang Dang"

"Bang Dang"

The boy was not in a hurry, and the iron hook in his hand slowly tapped on the railing, and he struck faster and faster, trying to make our spirits collapse little by little in such a tense atmosphere.