Chapter 232: The Smiling Face in the Painting

For the current unfamiliar environment, Lin Wei's heart has been extremely cautious.

Now his body is completely mortal data, and for some force majeure emergencies, Lin Wei doesn't even have a chance to survive. The more this is the case, the more cautious Lin Wei becomes.

"Restricting movement...... Lin Wei stopped and pondered, and then looked at the beautiful attic in the empty place, "In other words, is that the place I should go?"

Lin Wei was silent for a moment, lifted the big scissors in his hand, and slammed it against the transparent prohibition.

The strong shock force directly bounced Lin Wei's entire body away, and there was a strong pain in the joint of his elbow, which almost made Lin Wei feel that he had dislocated.

"It seems that there is really no way to get out of here......" Lin Wei had a headache, "That attic is where I have to go......"

Lin Wei has a headache now, he doesn't know what the rules of this trial chosen by the metal block are, and the criteria for judging success or failure Lin Wei are not clear now.

Lin Wei shook his arm, which was still a little numb, lifted the big scissors again, and walked towards the exquisite attic.

The manor was silent, there seemed to be only plants and no animals, and no sound could be heard, not even the sound of insects, not even the sound of the wind.

Lin Wei could clearly hear the sound of his soles on the grass bending on the lawn.

At this time, Lin Wei had already come to the attic, he stood still and looked up.

The walls of the attic are painted white, slightly reflective in the sun. Turquoise vines snake along the walls, cooling the temperature around the attic.

Lin Wei frowned, then walked to the door gently.

"Huh?"

Lin Wei realized that the door of the attic was half-covered, revealing a crack in the door.

Squeak.

The door was pushed open by Lin Wei, and a smell of dust came to his face, as if there had been no one living in the attic for a long time.

The room was a little dim, and Lin Wei, who had already become a mortal physique, was a little difficult to adapt to for a while, and his eyes couldn't see anything clearly.

After a long while, Lin Wei saw the layout of the house clearly.

The first floor is clearly a living room for entertaining, with leather chairs and benches placed next to a low coffee table.

The room was large, but there was very little furniture and other furnishings, and it seemed a little empty.

Lin Wei tiptoed, holding the big scissors in his hand, looking around, as if he was afraid that something would suddenly pop out.

Syllable.

Lin Wei had just moved his steps, and the door behind him had already closed by itself.

Lin Wei twisted the doorknob and found that the door could not be opened at all.

"Is this just locked up in the room......

Lin Wei walked to the glass window next to the door again, and slammed his fist at the window, but there was no change, and it was the same feeling as hitting the barrier just now.

"Lead me to this attic step by step, and trap me ......"

Lin Wei began to guess the intention of this trial: "In this attic, something interesting will definitely happen......

Lin Wei first walked cautiously around the living room on the first floor, trying to find any clues, but he didn't find anything.

So Lin Wei hesitated for a moment, followed the dusty staircase, and walked towards the second floor.

The cloth shoes under Lin Wei's feet stepped on the stairs, making a "squeaking" sound, as if the stairs were about to collapse at any time, and he would roll down from them if he was not careful.

"It's ......"

Lin Wei walked to the landing between the two floors and suddenly stopped.

Because on the wall in front of him, there are several images of human heads, with men and women on them, and the portraits are a bit like oil paintings.

Vaguely, Lin Wei's paintings are a little weird, because almost every face is smiling, and the smiles are exactly the same, even the curvature of the corners of the mouth seems to be carved out of a mold.

"Huh?"

Lin Wei suddenly noticed that the picture of the portrait in the upper right corner was different.

It was a young man, and by the collar and headdress, it was clear that he was depicting a nobleman, his head slightly tilted, his eyes looking to one side, he was also smiling, but the arc of the smile was very narrow, as if he was pursing his lips, and he seemed very subtle and educated.

"This look ......"

Lin Wei always felt that the portrait of this young man was taken from a drawing of a large scene.

Lin Wei looked closely at the rest of the portraits and found that there was no connection between them.

"Seems strange......"

Lin Wei felt a hint of unease, almost instinctively, and he began to try to stay away from the images.

On the way back, Lin Wei once again glanced at the portrait of the young man from before.

In an instant, the mortal body that Lin Wei was currently controlling had an instinct to tingle his scalp.

Originally, the young man's eyes were looking to the side, but at this time, he was staring straight at Lin Wei himself!

The man in the portrait suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, his teeth were dense, and unlike humans, they looked a bit like sharks.

If it was usual, Lin Wei would definitely throw a magic flame on it, making the young man in the painting laugh happily in the flames. But at this time, Lin Wei only had a mortal body, and he didn't understand the use of soul power, so he could only turn around and flee.

Lin Wei first planned to turn around and run downstairs, but he was directly on top of a transparent barrier.

"Damn!"

Lin Wei scolded secretly in his heart: "It seems that the path down has been blocked, this is what it means to let me continue to climb the building!"

Without continuing to think, Lin Wei ran towards the stairs above again. The big scissors in his hand were in Lin Wei's hand, and they inadvertently hit the floor and the wall, making a violent friction sound.

Lin Wei looked back at the portrait of the young man again.

The young man was already halfway out of the painting, his head bowed, his hands holding the frame in his hands, as if trying to drag himself out.

The young man's long golden hair in a shawl drooped down from the back of his head, directly covering his face.

Tick tock......

Liquid was constantly dripping from the young man's body, a viscous liquid like a candle.

Lin Wei only felt that his body was constantly trembling.

"This body ...... He still retains his mortal instincts!?"

Lin Wei suddenly had a little tooth pain, this kind of weird scene was nothing to a wizard like him, but the body controlled at this time had mortal instincts, and Lin Wei only felt that his legs and stomach were trembling.

Lin Wei felt that his thighs no longer listened to him, and he couldn't even go up the stairs.

"The owner of this body...... I was a coward before!"

Lin Wei gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.