The dim light of the fire made Old John's expressionless facial features even more horrifying. He quickly dragged Yan Sen to squat down at the corner of the stairs. At this moment, Jiang Ning could only silently pray that the other party would not come upstairs.

It's a pity that the sky didn't come true. Jiang Ning, who was next to Yan Sen, soon heard the creaking sound of the wooden stairs being trampled on. He turned his head and looked at the man. The two were ready to attack each other from the dark. preparation.

"crunch--crunch--"

The screeching sound of the stairs being trampled was getting closer, and Jiang Ning's heartbeat also accelerated a little bit. Just as he was holding the flashlight in his pocket and wanted to give Old John a shot, a familiar sound suddenly came from the first floor. crisp childish voice.

"Grandpa John, Lele's ball is missing."

It was Lele. As soon as he made a sound, Old John immediately stopped going upstairs. Through the gap in the fence on the second floor, Jiang Ning could clearly see the boy looking up in the direction of the two of them.

As if he was used to the boy's disappearance, Old John didn't even ask why he was still here so late, and walked downstairs quickly with a candlestick in his hand. The butler in black reached out and touched the top of the boy's head: "Don't worry, madam just wants it Go do something."

work?Could it be to attack the guests like last night?Subconsciously glanced at the room where Annie and Abby were, Jiang Ning made sure that he didn't hear any sound from it.

"But Lele wants to play with it." He flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and the boy lowered his head and squeezed his fingers. "It was a toy given to Lele by his mother. Lele doesn't want his mother to snatch Lele's toy."

For his young master, Old John always seemed to have infinite patience. He squatted down and looked at the other party. The butler in black patiently coaxed him: "Don't be unhappy, Grandpa John will play with you, okay?"

Shaking his head vigorously, the boy grunted several times unwillingly, and then he was hesitantly picked up by Old John. Seeing that the two were about to go upstairs together, Jiang Ning and Yan Sen immediately used the boy's voice to cover up He hid in a dark place out of the moonlight.

It was as if they were deliberately covering for the two of them. The conversation between the boy and the butler didn't fade away until they reached the third floor, and they didn't act rashly. After waiting for about 5 minutes, the two of them tiptoed down the stairs.

Jiang Ning was thin, and Yan Sen was very good at concealment skills, so the two of them arrived at the kitchen smoothly without making any noise.

"That ball was given to Lele by Song Yanhua?" After making sure that the surroundings were safe for the time being, Jiang Ning let go of his worries and couldn't help complaining in a breathy voice, "This mother is too crazy to give a human head to her son." a little bit?"

In a flash of inspiration, Jiang Ning, remembering that the long-haired monster was a woman, froze suddenly: "I said... that head that is likely to be sewn into the ball is not 'Pretty Auntie', right?"

Apart from this possibility, he really couldn't think of any reason for Song Yanhua to treat a person of the same gender as her so cruelly.

"If this is the case, then Song Yanhua may be even crueler than we imagined." Also whispering back to Jiang Ning, Yan Sen rummaged through the clean and tidy kitchen under the moonlight.

Probably because cooking with human flesh was too exciting, Jiang Ning always felt that strong and peculiar smell of meat was still lingering on the tip of his nose, he stood by the door to watch out for Yan Sen, and the young man tried his best to pay attention to the movement around him.

Fortunately, their previous bad luck did not continue again, and the large iron bucket used in the afternoon was dug out from the cabinet at the farthest side. The iron bucket in the cabinet was pulled out.

Without opening the lid to check, Jiang Ning knew there must be something inside, silently said sorry in his heart, Jiang Ning signaled Yan Sen to lift the lid, and he himself took out the nuclear flashlight in his pocket.

As expected before, there was indeed a set of fragments of human skeletons including skulls in the iron bucket. I don’t know how many pots Old John used to cook the broth. The iron bucket was almost half full of bones.

Although he was much more courageous than when he was doing the live broadcast, facing such a scene in the middle of the night still sent a chill down Jiang Ning's back. Taking a deep breath, the young man raised his flashlight and pointed at the pile of bones. The switch was pressed.

The pearly white carousel reappeared again, and Lin Wei, who was not yet dead, pushed the door and walked into a room that no one else had noticed. The room with heavy curtains was completely dark, and Lin Wei vigilantly stretched out his hand to touch the wall. Want to find the light switch in the room.

Because the picture was too dark, it was also inconvenient for Jiang Ning and Yan Sen to watch the revolving lantern. With squinted eyes, Jiang Ning saw Lin Wei groping for a long time on the wall before finding the square bump.

The light that brought people peace of mind and trust was turned on, but Lin Wei, who was standing at the door, froze in place as if he had seen some horrible scene. His pupils dilated, and his expression instantly froze into the frightened look in the painting.

That thing should be far away from Lin Wei, so Jiang Ning and Yan Sen couldn't see each other in the revolving lantern, watching the pearly white light disappear, Jiang Ning was confused and said: "Is this the end? "

Anyway, they also risked their lives to go downstairs, okay? Is the "Homecoming" company going to be so cheating?

As if he heard Jiang Ning's questioning from the bottom of his heart, the next second, a hazy pearly white appeared on the top of the iron bucket again.

Instead of simply repeating the previous content, the picture in the revolving lantern actually changed this time. I don’t know what happened in the middle. In short, the Lin Wei who appeared this time has been moved to the chair in the painting.

The pale light fell from the top of the other party's head, and Jiang Ning thought in a trance that what appeared in front of him was the painting in the restaurant. There was no sound in the carousel illuminated by the flashlight, and the young man could only use his well-maintained right hand stained with paint Determine who the person standing in front of Lin Wei is.

It was Song Yanhua, who was holding a delicate dagger, and then brought it closer to Lin Wei's dizzy eyes.

Swiping down neatly, the man didn't care about Lin Wei's bloody eyes, and just cared about slowly dripping the blood from the dagger into a palette placed next to the two of them.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

At the moment when the blood flowed from the knife, Song Yanhua suddenly clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and then stabbed Lin Wei's heart from top to bottom!

"call--"

The screen went off, and Jiang Ning dared to let out the breath he had been holding in his chest. Seeing that there were no new revolving lanterns appearing above the iron bucket, Jiang Ning turned off the flashlight, only to feel that his palms were covered with cold sweat.

So, if Song Yanhua wants to paint a portrait vividly, she needs to mix the blood from the eyes and heart of the person being painted into the paint?

In this way, there seems to be no trace of Song Yanhua's method of manipulating those innocent souls. No matter in the horror legends of any country, blood—especially the most special heart blood can be used to curse or The weapon of the spirit.

"Don't be afraid." Holding the young man's wrist through his sleeve, Yan Sen felt the slight trembling of the young man as expected. He patted Jiang Ning with his fingers as if comforting, and his tone was full of indulging tenderness.

Although the revolving lantern contained a lot of information, it was actually only a short few tens of seconds. Fortunately, the actions of the two of them did not disturb any living things. Curved two beautiful crescent moons: "Well, with Brother Yan here, I'm not afraid."

Fascinated by the completely trusting smile of the young man, Yan Sen was stunned for a moment before remembering what he was going to say just now, and looked away in a little embarrassment, the man's tone was as steady as usual: "As the saying goes, 'the eyes are the soul' The window', Song Yanhua deliberately took blood from these two parts, could it be that she wanted to seal the souls of the models into the painting?"

In this way, the paintings hanging on the wall can be as lifelike as real people.

"So she also used this method to control the dead?" Frowning, Jiang Ning found that they had encountered a new problem, "But if this is the case, how can we release those dead from the painting? "

"Burn it," is still the violent style in the last level, but this time Yan Sen remembered to confirm that there are no portraits in the kitchen, "If the drawing paper is their cage, then we just need to burn all those paintings gone."

Although I'm not sure whether the "Returning Journey" company will really make the puzzles so simple, but Jiang Ning, who can't think of other possibilities in a short time, has to admit that what Yan Sen said is somewhat reasonable. After finishing, Jiang Ning closed the lid of the iron bucket and pointed to the door: "The next stop is the iron gate?"

Although we haven't found anything like wire, but the time for Yan Sen's bullets to refresh is getting closer, this is also a good opportunity not to be missed.

"There's still time, let's look around again." Heli put the big iron bucket back as it was, and Yan Sen and Jiang Ning focused on the search mode again.

The hard work paid off, thanks to Old John’s need to kill and dismember the body, the two actually found a toolbox in the innermost corner of the closet, including wire hemp rope, a small ax and saw... Old John’s toolbox Inside, it is full of unsafe things.

Taking away the tools that he might use, the taller Yan Sen raised his hand and put the toolbox back to its original place. After checking that there were no obvious flaws left by the two of them, Yan Sen and Jiang Ning stood on tiptoe again. Tiptoe to the iron door in the corridor on the first floor.

He couldn't find the few dark red marks he had seen before. For a moment, Jiang Ning almost thought he had gone to the wrong door. He suspected that Old John had cleaned it up in private. .

Holding the wire and saw blade close to the door lock, Yan Sen suddenly raised his head when he touched the lock——

"The door is not locked."

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Yan Sen: It's hard to fail to show off your skills in front of your wife.

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