Sick beauty loses horse in thriller game

Jixiang suddenly said: "Mom, the painting has changed! The painting hanging on the wall has changed!"

Xiao Ai has said before that the content of the painting is an old castle in the rain.

But now, it has become a portrait!

It is a portrait of the mistress of the castle, a portrait that is very similar to the famous horror painting "Lady in the Rain"!

The woman in the painting has an expressionless face, wearing a black dress and a black hat on her head, exactly the same as the hostess.

The rain slowly flowed down the brim of her hat, soaking the black dress she was wearing.

His eyes were half closed, and his face was as pale as a piece of paper, but his lips were bright red, and he outlined an extremely exaggerated smile, as if the corners of his lips could reach the base of his ears.

This painting is full of weirdness and weirdness.

At this moment, it was not just the painting that had changed in Jiang Lai's room.

The whole room was filled with a damp smell unique to rain.

This time, the scent is so strong that it makes people feel like they are in the water and breathing in the water.

Like yesterday, where there were water stains on the wall, large areas of water stains appeared again.

The shape is very similar to a woman wearing a hat, which is the mistress of this castle.

"Jixiang, aren't you completely full? The takeaway is here, isn't it?"

Jiang Lai curled his lips as he spoke.

As the saying goes, if the King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, you are destined to live before the fifth watch.

But some people are exceptionally proactive.

It's obviously not the third update yet, but I can't wait for the second update.

Jiang Lai moved neatly, wrapped his wet long hair in a towel, walked to the door with a blind stick, and opened the door.

"Squeak!"

With such a sound, the door diagonally opposite opened, revealing a gentle face.

"Hey, why did you run out with wet hair? Did something happen?" Wen Jiao asked.

"Well," Jiang Lai nodded and said, "There is obviously something wrong with my room."

"Really? Then come to my room first." Wen Jiao said as she made way for Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai curled his lips and said, "Okay, then do as you wish."

She approached Wen Jiao step by step. When the distance between the two people was close enough, she suddenly made a noise, pulled out her sword from the blind stick, and without any explanation, raised it towards Wen Jiao. The sword will pierce.

The moment Jiang Lai's sword touched Wen Jiao's body, the surrounding environment changed rapidly!

The edge of the carpet near the door began to slowly change color!

That is the phenomenon of water stains and the color naturally darkening after being wetted by water.

What was supposed to be the door turned into a painting.

It is a self-portrait of the hostess.

Light water droplets began to appear on the frame of the oil painting, and they quickly gathered little by little and flowed down the plane of the oil painting, just like the rain falling on the brim of the woman's hat in the painting.

Without saying a word, Jiang Lai slashed at the painting with his sword.

In the portrait, the rainwater that kept pouring out was instantly frozen by the cold sword energy. Jiang Lai seized the opportunity and stabbed again.

Only a bang was heard, and the frozen oil painting was instantly shattered by the powerful and cold sword energy, turning into ice all over the ground.

The moment Jiang Lai smashed the painting into pieces with her sword, a shrill scream sounded instantly.

"what!"

And the smell of humidity and rain became stronger, and it was so strong that it was very choking!

The mistress of the castle appeared.

She appeared at the end of the corridor, with a big pale face, two black hole-like eyes staring at Jiang Lai, and the mouth that reached to the ears, still outlined a smile that was enlarged to the extreme.

Suddenly, blood flowed from all over her body.

And she was actually standing inside a black frame!

"You! How dare you! How dare you?"

She howled dissatisfiedly in a harsh voice.

Her cry was like the cry of a night owl in the middle of the night, making people's scalp numb.

Jiang Lai, who couldn't bear the demonic sound piercing his ears, walked towards the mistress with the sword in hand.

Jiang Lai's most sensitive senses are smell and hearing.

At this moment, she was enduring the pungent smell of moisture and the ear-piercing wails of the demonic sound. Naturally, it didn't take long for her to feel that she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Why are you crying? Come out and fight if you have the ability!" Jiang Lai said while raising the sword in his hand.

monster:……

Didn't you say that you were challenging me? !

Why do you actually kill me if you disagree with me? !

Are you so untrustworthy? !

Just when Jiang Lai stabbed the heroine in the painting, ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the oil painting, and then disappeared.

Jiang Lai frowned and ignored the boss who ran away. Instead, he turned around and returned to his room.

As she expected, there were changes in the miniature landscape model placed on the low table in the room.

In the bathroom of the room, a doll exactly like her appeared.

The doll was wearing the same clothes as hers, scaled down, and soaked in the bathtub in the bathroom.

"Mama, that annoying ugly monster wants to drown you." Jixiang said angrily.

"Ah, it's true that people are ugly and do mischief." Jiang Lai nodded, and echoed with an angry look on his face: "Damn guy, how can you infringe on other people's portrait rights so casually? They must make compensation tomorrow , If you don’t pay a hundred and eighty thousand yuan, don’t even think about it!”

Jiang Lai quickly put away his doll, put her in a black garbage bag, and put her in the game props column.

Then, she walked down the steps with a blind stick and came to the lobby on the first floor of the castle. She walked straight towards the miniature landscape model and found the location of her room.

Then, she directly removed the window, reached in and rummaged around, and sure enough, she found a doll of her own image soaking in the bathtub in the bathroom of the large model room.

"Haha, this big boss really infringed on other people's portrait rights. He is addicted to infringement. He even committed a second infringement!"

"The circumstances are so serious that the punishment must be increased!"

Jiang Lai put away the second doll and returned to his room.

After experiencing this turmoil, everything returned to calm.

Jiang Lai had a good night's sleep and slept until dawn.

Early the next morning, when Jiang Lai got up, her room and the miniature landscape model of that room had not changed at all.