Doomsday begins with a nightmare

Seeing this scene, Lin Mo immediately grabbed Zhang Meng and ran away without hesitation.

Zhang Meng is also very cooperative.

In this case, once caught by the cat, whether they can beat the cat is another matter, at least they will definitely be discovered by the maid.

The room they were in appeared to be a finishing room, with a garbage chute down the wall.

This was observed immediately after Lin Mo entered the room.

Zhang Meng did not.

This is the difference between a veteran and a novice.

In an unfamiliar environment, it is Lin Mo's habit to observe the surrounding situation immediately.

No matter where it is, this habit is maintained, and it will come in handy this time.

Otherwise, if the cat rushed in and they were still in a panic, the fate could be imagined.

Push open the baffle and throw Zhang Meng in first. At this time, the scary cat has already rushed into the room.

Lin Mo then got in too.

The cat was only a hair away from catching Lin Mo.

A sense of weightlessness, bang, Lin Mo fell on a large piece of garbage bags.

These garbage bags contained stumps and broken arms, but this happened to be a buffer, and neither Lin Mo nor Zhang Meng was injured.

It is temporarily out of danger.

But the place is still not safe.

The two opened the front door and ran out. Seeing the stairs, Lin Mo immediately asked Zhang Meng to go up.

Zhang Meng pointed to the top, which means that the maid and the cat are on it, and if it goes further up, is it courting death?

Lin Mo pointed to his head, meaning you are stupid, the most dangerous place is the safest.

Immediately, the two of them went up the stairs and hid in another room.

The whole process is still very exciting.

When entering the door, both of them could hear the footsteps and shadow of the maid at the fork in front of them, and if they were a step later, they would meet each other face to face.

After entering the room, Lin Mo observed it as usual.

But this time, his eyelids twitched.

Then he quickly tugged Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng was listening nervously to the movement outside, she was not happy when Lin Mo dragged her, but when she turned her head to look at the situation in the room, she was also stunned.

This is a studio.

Zhang Meng is looking for paint, and this place should have it.

There are a lot of drawing papers stacked on the floor of the studio, as well as pen holders full of brushes and palettes for color mixing.

There is a high stool in the room, and in front of the stool stands a shelf with an unfinished painting on it.

Zhang Meng had already walked over at this time, and she glanced at the paintings on the shelf.

It was a portrait of a person.

A portrait of a woman, dressed in a rich dress, like a suave aristocrat.

Also, this woman has no mouth.

Anyway, if you let Lin Mo look at it, excluding the mouth, then the portrait is relatively complete.

But soon Lin Mo's focus changed.

He found the woman in the painting very familiar.

The other party wore a colorful headband on his head and a pair of red high-heeled shoes on his feet.

Isn't that the dancer?

Dress like the character the dancer is playing on stage.

This discovery surprised Lin Mo very much, but he was surprised. He didn't know why there were portraits of dancers here.

The connection inside is unclear.

Zhang Meng didn't go to the Grand Theater, so what she paid attention to was not the people in the painting, but the paint.

She found what she was looking for.

At the moment, the two of them are doing their own thing, Zhang Meng is collecting paint, and Lin Mo is staring at the painting in a daze.

And the next moment, Lin Mo didn't know what he was thinking. He picked up the palette on the ground, took another brush, dipped some paint on the tip of the pen, and started to paint on the portrait.

This move directly shocked Zhang Meng.

She had an expression that you, an idiot, dared to violently rape things, and she seemed to see a person destroying a peerless painting with the painting skills of a three-year-old child.

It was too late to stop it.

That's all, let him like it.

Lin Mo didn't know Zhang Meng's thoughts, anyway, he was very serious about painting.

He really felt that the dancer danced well and had a great performance, but the only pity was that he had no mouth.

It would look better if it had a mouth.

So at the moment, Lin Mo is painting the mouth of the portrait of the dancer on the painting.

When he finished the painting, he felt very satisfied, but seeing Zhang Meng's expression, it was horrible, and he didn't know what to say.

Zhang Meng also picked up the palette at this time, adjusted the color, and helped Lin Mo repair it with a pen.

Or they are professional.

After the repair is completed, it is much more coordinated than Lin Mo's previous painting.

Zhang Meng greeted Lin Mo to leave quickly.

Apparently she had achieved her goal.

If they want to leave, they have to go back to the first room.

Now is a good opportunity, because the maid is looking for them outside, and they must not expect them to go back.

So Lin Mo and Zhang Meng didn't delay any longer, but ran out quickly.

Fortunately, there was no movement in the corridor.

The maid is not outside.

Maybe he followed the cat downstairs.

This is opportunity.

The two speeded up and ran back to the previous room, but as soon as they entered, they saw a terrifying face.

It was the maidservant who was [-] meters tall.

The other party didn't leave, but came to wait for a rabbit.

This is definitely a big 'surprise' for Lin Mo and Zhang Meng.

Anyway, Zhang Meng was directly fooled.

This was the first time Lin Mo saw the maid's face.

That's really ugly, just like this, if you look at it for a long time, you can spit out the overnight meal.

And she really has a mouth.

It can be said that this maid is the only one with a mouth that Lin Mo saw on the Silence.

There must be something special about her.

Maybe, the other party is the real boss on the Silence?

The next moment, the maid opened her mouth, and her tongue, which was similar to an octopus' claw, stuck out. It is not an exaggeration to say that Lin Mo felt numb on the soles of his feet at that moment.

What shape is this?

It is rare to see a forked tongue, but this one is good, with eight tongues.

A foul stench hit his face.

Lin Mo reacted very quickly. He grabbed Zhang Meng's collar and pulled him back. At the same time, his other hand slashed at the opponent's tongue.

As a result, the blade bounced off as if it was cutting on metal.

The other party's tongue seemed to be able to stretch infinitely. Seeing a few tongues coming at him, Lin Mo hurriedly rolled on the spot.

Clap a few times.

The wooden floors were cracked.

The next moment, a figure emerged from Lin Mo's clothes.

It's light rain.

Then the black dress enveloped the sky as if covering the sun.

Or it depends on light rain at critical times.

Lin Mo knew that this was an opportunity, a fleeting opportunity.

At the moment, he carried Zhang Meng and rushed towards the wall where he could leave.

Then, as if some kind of plastic wrap had been broken, the two went outside.

The broken painting is being repaired quickly.

The light rain hasn't come out yet.

Lin Mo rushed in with a knife in his hand.

Before rushing in this time, Xiao Yu rushed out and threw herself into Lin Mo's arms.

Her black dress was a little damaged, and it seemed that the maid had the blessing of the Silence. She was originally A-rank, but her strength at this moment may have surpassed S-rank.

Will the opponent rush out?

Lin Mo assumed that he would, so he could only continue to escape.

Unexpectedly, he ran a few steps, looked back, Zhang Meng was still in place, at the moment she was holding a paintbrush, and drew two left and right strokes on this painting, drawing a red cross.

Rumble.

The entire Silence shook at this moment, as if it had hit a rock.

It's just that Lin Mo knows that it has nothing to do with the reef, it's because of Zhang Meng, the red fork.

On the crossed oil painting, the maid seems to be looking fiercely at Lin Mo and others through a layer of glass.

But she can't seem to get out.

Zhang Meng's two strokes destroyed the painting world of oil painting.

At first, Lin Mo thought it was just a cross, and I could do it myself.

But looking at Zhang Meng's vigor, he knew that things were not as simple as he thought. Perhaps this matter could only be done by a professional painter like Zhang Meng.

Technical work!

Chapter 0823 Horror continues: the restaurant at six o'clock

The terrifying [-]-meter tall maid was sealed in that painting world.

Lin Mo admits that this kind of thing may only be done by a professional like Zhang Meng, so looking at the problem from this perspective, he was right to leave Luyuan Community and bring Zhang Meng here this time.

And draw inferences from one instance.

Since Zhang Meng with the special paint can seal the tall maid, he should also be able to seal the Bandaged Night Watchman before.

If there are still strange things in oil paintings, how many are there, and how many are sealed.

All of a sudden, it was like opening a door and a window, and it suddenly became clear.