Wantong Road belongs to the local tyrant commercial street in this city. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info ordinary class does not come here to spend money, after all, no ordinary salaryman uses a month's salary to eat a meal, or buy a skirt that does not cover the thighs. Not to mention, buying a replica that is not a famous artist at a high price in a gallery on such a street is only brainless except for those who support their friends.

In this way, the second ancestor of the famous man who was full of arrogance and trotting in and out of the street, and there was a very dirty place.

How dirty is it?

That's a situation that all writers can't describe in words, because when they use all the words they can describe and still feel that they can't make sense, they have already vomited. (So a writer like me who is not skilled enough will not describe it, just thinking about it makes me want to vomit)

The picturesque forest is this very dirty place, located in the basement of a commercial building.

I can't imagine it, just hearing the name doesn't feel right.

"Picturesque Forest" was once the work of Cao Xueqin, but it is not disrespectful to the master, this basement was once rented by a wealthy merchant as a retro culture exhibition hall, and each room was named after a writer. At that time, it was easy to impress a few artists with the appearance of this place, but I don't know what kind of torrent of time it went through, and it was washed away so devastated. The changes of the times can make the barren land engraved vividly and dazzlingly, and can also turn a pearl into a dull and dull.

An Yi stepped on a lump of unknown things, yellow, yellow, green and green, this man who never startled was a little angry.

"No. 67 Wantong Road turned out to be a basement, I can bear the basement, I can't bear such a dirty basement, so dirty that I can't bear to see shi and vomit and corpses (animals) everywhere."

Luo Sheng was quite surprised, this policeman still has the concept of cleanliness.

He smiled and said, "When you police handle cases, you've seen it more than this unsightly." ”

"No, if I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have known that there was such a limit." An Yi avoided the carcass of a mouse, and when he thought he was lucky, he stepped on another pile of cockroach carcasses. (a bunch, not one)

"A drug addict who lives in a self-punishing way, chooses this miasma, thinking that the sins of the soul can be mitigated." Except for shi, Luo Sheng didn't care about stepping on the carcass of that animal.

"What kind of nonsense theory, it stands to reason that Connora is Cheng Yin's mistress, and he is not afraid that she will get an infectious disease if she lives in this place?"

"Connora's body has been tempered by Hai Luoyin, and it is invulnerable, so be careful of your step-"

An Yi looked at the filth on the soles of his shoes, and he was not even in the mood to smoke under his anger, and he covered his mouth and nose with his collar all the way.

"I'm going to buy a new pair of shoes and take a shower with alcohol when I get out of here."

The two of them finally walked to the picturesque door of the sparse forest after "all difficulties", and at a distance of only ten meters, An Yi felt that he had demonstrated the ever-changing obstacles of hell.

The door was closed, there was a padlock on it, and it was clear that the owner was not there.

An Yi took two steps back, and he couldn't stand his kick at all.

"You're sure it's this one, right?"

"Hmm!"

"Bang-" With a bang, the thin iron door was kicked open, and a foul smell came to my nose. There was no light inside, it was dark and gloomy, like a black hole that didn't know where it was going.

Luo Sheng found the switch on the wall, and the light came on.

"How many times have you been here?"

"A second time in life."

The two endured the smell and walked inside. At first, it was a narrow entrance, with damp and moldy walls and water on the floor, and if there was not a lone lamp shining overhead, one would think it was in a tomb.

After the entrance is a room of about 40 square meters, a floor lamp flickered in the corner of the wall and was lit by Luo Sheng, and the whole picture of the room was illuminated.

It's like the first time I saw it, in the house, the four walls were covered with paintings, some very strange portraits. Before Connoela took drugs, she was an impressionist painter, known for her "monster painting style", she never explained what she painted, but later, for some reason, she suddenly changed her painting style, restrained the exaggerated, distorted, and detached style of figurative thinking, and became serious as usual. At first, it was only strange why she had started painting such ordinary portraits, but Connora herself did not explain, and a few days later she gave a painting to a friend in the industry, who committed suicide a week later.

This abrupt change once again makes people re-examine her work, with such caution that some people even wear some kind of isolation glasses when they look at it. However, among all the people who watched, there was a commonality, watching the picture for no more than 30 minutes, and it is said that those who exceeded it were crazy.

Those in the industry who appreciate his work call it "the real world". Cheng Yin is one of those people who is attracted to this "real world".

Luo Sheng informed An Yi of all these situations, and he himself had two feelings about this "real world" - fear and addiction.

The former, naturally, comes from the human face on the picture, and the eyes on each picture, no matter what angle you stand on, it is staring at you, and there is no escape. All those who come here will have the guilt of the anger of man and God.

And addiction, probably from the depths of the bone marrow, has always wanted to witness the appearance of the world of death, here, compared to Cheng Yin's game card room, it is better, and it is more red luoluo in hell. Luo Sheng believes that there are not a few people who feel the same way as him. People are like this, if you tell him "your room is next door to hell", he will be terrified and will sneak to see it after you are gone.

"How do you feel?" Luo Sheng asked An Yi.

An Yi stopped in front of a human face and turned his back to beckoned to Luo Sheng.

"You see, every painting here is not so much frightening as a psychological suggestion."

He pointed to the eyes of the characters on the canvas and continued: "Asymmetry, no matter which part is asymmetrical, have you ever heard of the most terrifying portrait of a beautiful woman in the world? ”

"Nope."

"That portrait of a beautiful woman is a beauty at first sight, very beautiful, but it looks dead. I think it's the same as Connola's paintings. ”

Luo Sheng went over and put his arm around An Yi's shoulder, "Don't look at it, let's go out and talk." ”

"Wait a minute." An Yi pulled Luo Sheng's hand away, "What I want to say is that the picture itself is fine, the problem is psychological suggestion - what is the reason for you to come here for the first time?" ”

In an instant, Luo Sheng struck the top like five thunderbolts, and suddenly remembered something.

"Looking for Cheng Yin, Cheng Yin is missing, I found evidence that he and Connora are lovers, and then found here, and then ...... Connora gave me a card," Rason slapped on the thigh, "I see." ”

At this moment, a dark shadow flashed into the sight of the two and flashed out again.

"Stop!" An Yi pulled out his gun and chased after him.