I didn't have much time left, so I walked up to the painting and looked at it, and there was nothing unusual about the painting itself, the only thing that was extraordinary was that the painting was really large, comparable to a large double bed, and the picture was framed with glass. I'm a little curious, why he still refuses to sell the painting when the price of the painting is so high in the market?

I reached out and touched the drawing, but the cold touch didn't make me feel anything, but when I touched a corner, the black liquid that had dried up on it fell down with my movements. I leaned over and crushed it with my hand, and sniffed it close to my nose, and it was still the smell of blood.

I pressed my head against the glass of the frame and listened carefully, but I didn't hear anything. I had to go back and touch it to the side. Just as I was concentrating on touching

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