I said...... Why should I come with you? ”

The artist shrouded in darkness was covered with an eerie atmosphere, and jackdaws standing on the dead trees in front of the building quacked. When the scene in the movie appeared in front of him, Chen Zishao began to be a little unsettled.

"Because it's always you who are unlucky, I can sell you when I encounter danger." While answering the old man's meaningless question, he opened the big iron door with the Baiqiao key.

Click-

"Hey......" I glared at the old man hiding behind me, "how can you be like a sissy as an agent who has returned from Russia?" ”

"Courage has nothing to do with strength!" Chen Zishao was not confident enough to justify.

The studio is at the end of the corridor on the first floor, less than a hundred meters from the door. We turned on our flashlights and walked slowly, only to find that the studio was getting farther and farther away from us—all because it took a few minutes for a coward to muster up the courage to take a step forward.

"Demons, monsters, get out of here...... Demons and monsters, leave quickly......" Chen Zishao tried to self-hypnotize to force himself to calm down.

"I said, where is the courage you had last time to dare to enter the abandoned political and religious office?" I couldn't take it anymore, and honestly, calling him over was the worst decision I've ever made.

Chen Zishao suddenly had the courage, puffed up his chest, and said seriously: "That's because of love, but because there were many people at that time......"

At this moment, there was a strange movement in the studio not far ahead. Chen Zishao and I glanced at each other, and hurriedly leaned to the bottom of the studio window, listening with our ears, trying to discern the source of the movement......

"What are you doing here?"

The sudden voice startled me and Chen Zishao at the same time, and I didn't say a word when I came back to my senses first, and looked at the black shadow behind me is a set of quality trifecta, and pressed the black shadow to the wall. It wasn't until the dim moonlight that I could see the dark shadow's face.

"He Jing?"

"Oh, hey, classmate Lin, you do this, be careful that the Goddess of Smoke is mad......" Even though the faces of the two were almost pasted together, He Jing still showed a calm expression.

I let go of the girl and asked, "Do you know that you scared the snake?" ”

"Huh? Isn't it usually the right thing to ask, 'Why are you here?' He Jing is concerned about this.

I ignored He Jing and turned my head to look at Chen Zishao, "Let's go in." ”

"What about me?"

"You feel free."

So, the three of us walked into the studio.

"Na, just now, whether it's picking locks or fighting, it's super first-class, have you gained any special functions? Or, met someone out of the world? From the moment he entered the door, He Jing began to babble about this and that, Chen Zishao, who was still worried, had disappeared into the vast universe unconsciously.

"Have you ever seen a worldly master who is good at picking locks?" Chen Zishao on the side suddenly interjected.

"Empty-handed."

“……”

Do you believe that I beat you? Give me back the atmosphere that a horror novel deserves!

"I'll wonder if you're interfering with my vision." I said in a threatening tone.

"Ah, I'm just curious about your 'work'."

"Maybe in a little while, there's something more curious to you than our work." As I spoke, I turned my gaze back to the painting on the wall.

On all sides of the wall are paintings of outstanding students from ancient times to the present day, with the names of the students and the time of creation in the lower left corner.

Of course, these known things are not what we are looking for.

We searched like headless flies for about ten minutes, but we still couldn't find the so-called "non-existent paintings", maybe it was really just a story made up by some classmate at school......

However, Chen Zishao and I did hear strange movements coming from the studio before.

"Huh......"

Just when we were almost about to give up, I suddenly noticed something -

"Hey, He Jing, although you are studying calligraphy, you should know that the paintings that can be framed should be the paintings of students who have obtained excellent results in the art examination in the past three years, right?" I asked as if I was looking at one of the paintings.

"yes, what's wrong?" He Jing gave an affirmative answer.

"Come and see this picture."

I have to admit that this is a very good oil painting.

In the painting, it is a girl with empty eyes, she is wearing a snow-white dress, which blends perfectly with the snow scene in the painting. She stood quietly in the woods, like a fairy in the snow.

But, what is creepy is that when we look closely at a painting, it is even more eerie than it seems.

In the woods behind the girl, a dark shadow could be vaguely seen standing there, obviously the black shadow was not even the size of a little finger, but for some reason, the three of us could see the expression of the black shadow - it was a distorted, eerie smiling face.

"The name of the painting is ......'Se... faner’？ He Jing looked at me blankly, "Do you know what it means?" ”

"Se faner's French interpretation is, 'wither.'" I couldn't help but complain, "If you don't write good Chinese characters, you have to pretend to be forced in a foreign language, as if you feel very tall in a foreign language." ”

"But the problem is...... "He Jing lost her composure just now, "Let's not talk about why I was able to complete this painting within two hours of the art exam, but it's a bit strange that I don't even have the author's name...... Could it be that this is the 'painting that doesn't exist'? ”

"I don't know." Suddenly I took out a gun, which startled He Jing.

"Hey......? Where did you get your gun? ”

"Oh? You've seen that I can pick locks, is it strange to pull a gun out of my crotch? ”

"That's weird what you say......

"Anyway—" I pointed my gun at the head of the girl in the painting, "practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, and you will know the result by giving it a shot." ”

Because it is equipped with a silencer, there is no need to worry about the sound of gunfire alarming others.

However, the moment I pulled the trigger, there was a strange scene in the oil painting.

The girl in the painting shed tears of blood.

Then, the snow-white world turned into a hellish scarlet world in an instant.

"Didi! Didi! System Alert, System Alert! "The 'Soul Sweeping System' in Chen Zishao's and I mobile phones sounded a violent danger warning at this moment.

"The supernatural fluctuations have risen to four hundred!" Chen Zishao screamed.

At the moment when the mutation appeared, I suddenly realized something, when I slowly pulled He Jing in a sluggish half beat and called Chen Zishao to leave, the whole studio began to become distorted, and blood began to flow out of the painting!

"What's this?" The unreasonable status quo made the girl almost forget her fear and screams, but instead froze in place with a blank face.

Countless bloody hands stretched out from the sea of blood, and they let out a hoarse howl, constantly approaching us......

Looking at the three people who were dragged into the painting by bloody hands, they didn't seem to realize that Lin Tianxiang, who was about to be dragged into the painting, showed an extremely weird smile.