Nightmare Illustrated Collection Record [Unlimited Stream]

Yin Luming looked at him calmly.

Yang Liyan sneered: "Maybe I'm fake on your side, but in my opinion, you are all fake."

Yin Luming finally spoke: "So?"

Yang Liyan glanced at "Yang Liyan" who was unconscious on the bed: "So, there is no need for two Yang Liyans in the world."

Yin Luming frowned slightly as he felt the bloody smell hidden in Yang Liyan's mouth.

Seeing this, Yang Liyan said, "You don't believe me?"

He walked to the mirror and tapped it lightly: "Actually, I have nothing to do with the world on your side. This impostor was copied from an oil painting on my side. I wanted to kill him, but it turned out He ran here, and he tricked me when I chased him."

Yang Liyan mentioned the left-handed Yang Liyan.

Left-handed Yang Liyan moved his neck, as if he was about to wake up.

Yang Liyan punched him without hesitation.

Before the fist was swung, the wrist was already firmly grasped.

Yang Liyan looked at the weak and petite girl beside him in surprise, as if he didn't expect "Shen Yinyin" to have such great strength.

Yin Luming pinched his wrist twice, separated the two Yang Liyan, and said calmly: "You are right, there is indeed a counterfeit copied from an oil painting, and then tried to replace the original Yang Liyan...but that person is you Bar?"

Yang Liyan rubbed his wrist, his face was a little gloomy: "Yinyin, you don't believe me in our relationship?"

Yin Luming said: "I don't believe it."

Yang Liyan: "..."

He stared at Yin Luming for a long time, then suddenly turned around and rushed towards the mirror hanging on the wall.

Yin Luming reached out and grabbed him directly.

However, after grabbing Yang Liyan's wrist, his wrist suddenly became slippery like a snake, and he actually slipped out of Yin Luming's hand.

Yang Liyan threw himself in front of the mirror, and looked back at Yin Luming with a slightly sarcastic smile.

His facial features suddenly became blurred, like an old photo being soaked in water, the eye sockets, nose bridge, and lips were gradually fading, and finally completely melted into a smooth and flawless face.

Faceless man!

As soon as Yin Luming stretched out his hand, a spear directly stabbed at the faceless man!

The faceless man turned around without hesitation, and went straight into the mirror.

"Snapped!"

The spear pierced the mirror, shattering it to pieces and fastening it to the wall.

Yin Luming walked slowly to the wall, stretched out his hand and put the spear back into the illustrated book, squatted down and picked up a broken lens.

Shen Lou floated down, stretched out his hand to sense it for a moment, then shook his head: "There is still no supernatural power."

Yin Luming stood up, came to the left-handed Yang Liyan who was unconscious on the bed, tilted his head to look at him for a while, and suddenly shot, the sharp glass shards directly pierced his throat!

The left-handed Yang Liyan, who was kicked several times by another Yang Liyan and didn't wake up, immediately rolled and turned to the other side.

Yin Luming calmly threw the lens aside: "Are you awake?"

Left-handed Yang Liyan looked at the seemingly weaker Yin Luming, then at Shen Lou floating above, swallowed his saliva, forced a smile and said, "Yinyin, let's get to know each other once, why bother?"

Yin Luming said indifferently: "You don't know me."

Left-handed Yang Liyan choked slightly, coughed twice, and raised both hands knowingly: "Then what do you want?"

Yin Luming sat on the bed, thought for a while, and asked, "Are you from the world in the mirror?"

Yang Liyan was a little surprised: "Isn't your side the world in the mirror?"

Yin Luming slightly raised his eyebrows.

Yang Liyan changed his words: "Yes, I come from the world in the mirror."

"How did you get here?"

Yang Liyan moved to the side of the bed and sat down, and said honestly: "I don't know, but last night I suddenly felt that something was wrong with the mirror in the bedroom. There was a shadow. I was startled, subconsciously touched the mirror, and came here in the blink of an eye.”

"What time is it?"

Yang Liyan recalled: "Around eight o'clock? Anyway, there was a power outage."

Yin Luming frowned slightly: "Did anything happen before that?"

"It seems to be fine." Yang Liyan recalled, "Oh, I heard from other models that there seems to be a new portrait hanging in the corridor, but I didn't go to see it."

"Did you not go to make a model for Mr. Wei?"

Yang Liyan shook his head: "No, Mr. Wei was away all day yesterday."

Yin Luming rested his hand on his chin and began to think.

Yang Liyan took the opportunity to move his butt towards Yin Luming.

The distance between the two people was less than one meter.

At this moment, a light blue hand lifted Yang Liyan by the back of his neck and lifted him up.

Shen Lou smiled and said, "Speak as you speak, don't get so close."

Yang Liyan froze, and said dryly, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

Only then did Yin Luming notice a detail: "Have you seen him?"

The left-handed Yang Liyan did not show any surprise at Shen Lou's appearance.

"Ah, didn't I follow you all the time." Yang Liyan was taught by Shen Lou, and stood by the wall in a regular manner, carefully looking at Shen Lou in mid-air, "It is said that it is the spirit behind your family? Yinyin, Is it your brother?"

Both are surnamed Shen.

Yin Luming became a little interested: "You also have me over there?"

"of course."

Yin Luming crossed his arms and pondered for a moment: "Why didn't you go back immediately after you arrived at our side?"

Yang Liyan smiled awkwardly: "I'm not a daring person with a high degree of art, and I want to see in the mirror—er, what's in the world outside the mirror."

Maybe he was planning to pick up a girl twice.

Thinking of Lin Xiangxiang's evaluation of Yang Liyan, Yin Luming was speechless.

Yang Liyan misunderstood Yin Luming's meaning, and hurriedly said: "Yinyin, don't be angry, I'll go back right away, and I will definitely not bother you."

He looked at the place where the mirror was originally hung.

There is only a deep hole left, and there are broken mirrors all over the place.

Yin Luming calmly said: "Only which mirror can I go back to?"

Yang Liyan laughed dryly, "I don't know about that."

Yin Luming thought for a while, then waved to Shen Lou.

Shen Lou turned into a blue light and flew back to the illustrated book on Yin Luming's waist.

When Yin Luming walked to the door, Yang Liyan was a little dazed.

Yin Luming turned his head and said, "Go, try another mirror."

……

The two entered Yuan Jie's bedroom next door together.

Yuan Jie was lying on the massage sofa listening to music, when two people came in suddenly, they were so startled that their earphones dropped: "What's wrong?"

Yang Liyan coughed: "Old Yuan, there is something wrong with the bathroom in my room, Yinyin wants to borrow your bathroom."

Yuan Jie looked at Yang Liyan strangely, looked back and forth between the two of them, not knowing what they were playing, and scratched his head.

He has always been dull, and before he could think of anything to refute, he was pushed out by Yang Liyan.

Yuan Jie stood at the door, a little speechless: "Then you take out my mobile phone first!"

……

Yang Liyan threw Yuan Jie's cell phone out, and when he came back, he saw Yin Luming standing in front of the mirror, trying to touch the mirror with his hand.

Yang Liyan was taken aback: "Yinyin, be careful, what if you go to our side?"

He paused, then smiled, "Of course, don't worry, I'm there too."

Yin Luming withdrew his hand, ignoring his unappetizing words: "Come here and try."

Yang Liyan came over honestly, put his hand on the mirror, turned his head and said sincerely: "Don't worry, Yinyin, even if I go back to the other side, I won't forget you."

Yin Luming looked at him with folded arms.

The mirror didn't respond.

Shen Lou floated behind Yin Luming, showing a gloating smile.

Yang Liyan withdrew his hand in embarrassment: "I really came from the mirror."

Yin Luming frowned.

He didn't suspect that Yang Liyan was lying.

But is it only Yang Liyan's mirror that can collude with the two worlds?

If there is anything special about the mirror in Yang Liyan's room, it is that the Yang Liyan of this world is sealed in the painting.

Yin Luming tapped his arms lightly with his fingers, and suddenly stood up.

Yang Liyan was stunned.

Yin Luming ignored him and left the room straight away.

Yang Liyan came out of Yuan Jie's room, a little dazed.

Yuan Jie looked here and there, still holding the earphone in his hand, a little surprised—Shen Yinyin took a bath and changed clothes so soon?

……

Yin Luming stood in the corridor, surrounded by bright lights, and there were no strange footsteps.

Looking in the mirror, the oil paintings are all normal.

Shen Lou's voice sounded beside his ears: "What are you thinking?"

Yin Luming tapped the oil painting lightly with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "I'm thinking whether the problem lies in the location or the time."

"time?"

"The time when Yang Liyan came here happened during a power outage." Yin Luming raised his eyes, "It's basically the same time as the time when the Faceless Man came out here."

But now the blackout is over.

Shen Lou didn't speak.

Yin Luming didn't want Shen Lou to offer advice, but he just sorted out his thoughts slowly: "Although Yang Liyan changed his words, it is obvious that he still thinks that our side is the world in the mirror—I tried it when I knocked him out just now. , he is not a picture book."

It means that this left-handed Yang Liyan is just an NPC, basically the same as the original Yang Liyan.

"It seems that there is more than one map of this dream." Yin Luming just walked to the stairs, leaning on the exquisitely decorated railing and looked at the huge oil painting of a faceless man hanging on the wall in the middle of the hall, "Yang Liyan on our side is sealed, The passage in Yang Liyan's room on the other side was thus opened."

Shen Loudao: "If you want to open the passage again, you need an NPC to be sealed."

But today Wei Shaona does not paint any models.

Yin Luming faintly felt that there was something he hadn't thought of, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he could only put it down for the time being: "Let's see it tomorrow."

……

After going back, Lin Xiangxiang caught him and gave him a good meal. Yin Lumeng promised that he would never be deceived by Yang Liyan, so he was put to sleep.

The next day, Yin Luming carried the chestnuts and went to the garden to have breakfast as usual.

Yang Liyan was chatting with another elegant lady, when he saw Yin Luming, he was a little timid and turned his head away in embarrassment.

The lady laughed and said, "You owe the little girl again?"

Yang Liyan smiled: "Sister Tang is joking."

The lady chuckled lightly, brushed her fingers gently across the back of Yang Liyan's hands, and parted her bright red lips lightly: "I heard that every girl who is with Mr. Yang will never forget Mr. Yang."

Yang Liyan looked at Yin Luming, worried that Yin Luming would reveal his identity, so he casually said, "Hmm."

"Is Mr. Yang free tonight?"

"Ah, yes..."

The smile on the beautiful lady's face couldn't hold on any longer, she responded with a few words casually, looked at Yin Lumen with a little jealousy, "hummed" dissatisfiedly, shook off Yang Liyan and left.

Yin Luming knew nothing about all this.

He was feeding the cat and his eyes fell on the next table.

Lin Xiangxiang put down the knife and fork, wiped his mouth: "Yinyin, what are you looking at?"

Yin Luming said softly, "Is there someone missing today?"

Lin Xiangxiang looked around, a little puzzled: "It seems that Xu Qiurong is really gone."

"Sister Xiangxiang knows you?"

"We have cooperated several times." Lin Xiangxiang said, "Xu Qiurong is considered a rich second generation. Being a model is purely for fun. This time, Mr. Wei's invitation to participate in Mr. Wei is probably also for fun."

Yin Luming thought for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Could it be taken away by the faceless man?"

Lin Xiangxiang shook his hand holding the milk, and gave Yin Luming a slight look: "Don't scare people!"

Having said that, Lin Xiangxiang was still a little flustered.

She put down the milk glass, got up and went to the next table, put on a business smile, and said with a smile: "Miss Tang, why didn't Miss Xu come out for breakfast, are you feeling unwell?"

Sister Tang rubbed her brightly painted nails and didn't answer directly. It took a while before she seemed to realize it suddenly: "Ah, isn't this Xiao Lin? And the latter one..."

She glanced critically at Yin Luming who was holding the cat, and her tone was slightly disgusted, "I hate cats the most. Cats will scratch my skirt."

Not to mention Yin Lumeng, even Lin Xiangxiang sensed Sister Tang's malice towards Yin Lumeng, and Liu Mei frowned: "Sister Tang..."

Knowing Lin Xiangxiang's temperament, Yin Luming tugged Lin Xiangxiang's sleeves.

Lin Xiangxiang held back his breath.

Only then did Sister Tang "hum": "Xiao Xu didn't see anyone this morning, so I don't know where to go."

Lin Xiangxiang said, "Why don't you say anything if someone is lost?"

"Why is it lost? Do you want me to take care of a living person?" Sister Tang sneered, "Maybe she secretly went to be a model for Mr. Wei, otherwise why are her oil paintings hanging on the stairs? gone?"

Both Yin Luming and Lin Xiangxiang were taken aback.

An oil painting by Xu Qiurong hung on the stairs?

But Wei Shaona didn't ask anyone to be a model in the studio yesterday, and he himself said that he didn't plan to find anyone to paint today!

Yin Luming went to the spiral staircase, and sure enough, he saw that the previous faceless portrait oil painting had been replaced by Xu Qiurong's appearance.

Lin Xiangxiang pulled up his sleeves with some fear: "Has Xu Qiurong really secretly gone to be a model for Wei Shaona?"

Yin Luming shook his head.

There may be many possibilities in the real world, but this is the dream of ranking competition between him and the dreamer. Wei Shaona said that he didn't find a model today, so he probably didn't.

What's more, when they went to look for Wei Shaona yesterday, they saw Xu Qiurong and other models hanging out in the gallery, it didn't look like they were secretly modeling.

Lin Xiangxiang was a little anxious: "I thought that as long as I didn't act as a model for Wei Shaona, I would be fine, but the result is not—!"

Yin Luming approached Xu Qiurong's oil painting, looked at it for a long time, and frowned slightly.

In order to remember everyone's characteristics, on the first day he came to the Gallery Villa, he held a chestnut and recognized everyone.

There is a beauty mole on the corner of Xu Qiurong's lips.

But Yin Luming remembered that it was at the lower right corner of his lips.

The oil painting is the lower left corner.

Generally speaking, oil painting is not a mirror image, and the portrait painted against the model will not appear mirror inversion.

Yin Luming gradually narrowed his eyes.

He vaguely remembered that the scream he heard last night seemed to be a female voice.

Xu Qiurong in this world did not become a model yesterday.

But Xu Qiurong in another world may not be.

If what happened to Yang Liyan is mirrored in the world on the other side of the mirror...

On the other side, Xu Qiurong accepted Wei Shaona's invitation and helped Wei Shaona complete a portrait as a model, which was then sealed into the oil painting;

After Xu Qiurong over there was sealed, at eight o'clock in the evening, the mirror channel in Xu Qiurong's room was opened. Like Yang Liyan, Xu Qiurong accidentally touched the mirror and was sucked into the world on the other side.

Yin Luming raised his head and glanced at Xu Qiurong in the oil painting, and doubts arose in the train of thought he had just smoothed out.

——So oil painting really is common to both worlds?

……

When it was almost eight o'clock that night, Yin Luming stood at the door of Xu Qiurong's suite.

Yang Liyan was dressed up like a flamboyant peacock, straightened his bow tie, and said sincerely to Yin Luming: "Yinyin, since you asked me to act on every occasion, I can only do it reluctantly. Don't get me wrong."

"Let's be less verbose."

Yin Luming didn't have any good feelings for him, "It's almost eight o'clock."

Yang Liyan shut his mouth and knocked on the door.

Yin Luming stood at the corner to prevent Sister Tang from seeing him and causing unnecessary trouble.

Four or five minutes later, Yang Liyan opened the door again and whispered, "Yinyin, come here."

Yin Luming entered the door and saw that Sister Tang had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

They entered Xu Qiurong's room together.

Yang Liyan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Then... I'll go back? Yinyin, I will miss you..."

"Try to see if it works first." Yin Luming interrupted his confession.

Yang Liyan paused and touched the mirror in Xu Qiurong's room.

The mirror does nothing.

Yin Luming glanced at the time: "Wait a little longer."

At eight o'clock, there was another scream from outside.

Yin Luming ignored it calmly and looked into the mirror.

The mirror seemed to become a little brighter.

Yang Liyan took a step closer, and the mirror surface rippled like water waves thrown into stones.

He looked at Yin Luming with some reluctance, his eyes were affectionate, "Yinyin, even if I go there, I will still remember...uh!"

Before he could finish his words, Shen Lou had already appeared, pinching his neck with a smile on his face: "The movement is slow."

Yang Liyan shut up instantly, struggled to break free from Shen Lou's grip, and coughed: "Then I'm leaving... Yinyin, if you are interested, you can come to my side."

Yin Luming showed a slight smile: "Okay."

"Of course if you don't come, I will..."

Yang Liyan froze for a moment and was stunned for a moment.

Yin Luming walked to the mirror, and "Shen Yin Yin" with exquisite makeup in the mirror was also looking at him.

Not knowing whether it was an illusion in his heart or what, Yin Luming subtly felt that the expression of "Shen Yin Yin" in the mirror had changed.

As for Yang Liyan, it's the same as what he said - there is no reflection of him in the mirror.

Yang Liyan stretched out his hand, and when he touched the mirror, the mirror shone slightly, rippling like a vortex like water waves.

Yang Liyan was still at a loss: "Yinyin, do you really want to come over?"

Yin Luming kicked him directly into the mirror, proving his decision with actions.

Yang Liyan exclaimed and was sucked into the mirror.

Yin Luming looked at the mirror that was still shining, and slowly took a step forward.

Shen Lou frowned: "You want to go there? Be careful of fraud."

Yin Luming said indifferently: "I'm quite curious about the so-called truth of the world."

After speaking, he stuck his hand into the mirror without hesitation.

Shen Lou sighed helplessly, before Yin Luming was sucked into the mirror, he flew back to his waist.

……

After the light dissipated, Yin Luming opened his eyes and found that he was still standing in Yang Liyan's bedroom.

It's just that all the decorations and backgrounds of this bedroom are symmetrically opposite to those before coming here, as if they have come to the world in the mirror.

Yang Liyan was sitting on the bed blankly: "Yinyin is really courageous."

Yin Lumeng looked around and frowned slightly: "This place seems to be different from Xu Qiurong's bedroom."

"It's different." Yang Liyan said, "This is my bedroom."

Yin Luming slightly raised his eyebrows.

Entering from the mirror in Xu Qiurong's bedroom, why did you come to Yang Liyan's bedroom?

Could it be because it was the mirror that Yang Liyan opened?

When the two were at a loss, the door suddenly opened.

Another Yang Liyan appeared at the door, panting while holding the door frame, with a look of panic on his face.

That Yang Liyan obviously did not expect the appearance of the two people in the room, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically.

Surprisingly, this Yang Liyan didn't turn around and run, but broke into the door and rushed towards the left-handed Yang Liyan.

Left-handed Yang Liyan dodges subconsciously.

The other Yang Liyan hit the wall impartially—no, it should be said that he hit the oil painting on the wall.

The oil painting sucked "Yang Liyan" in like a vacuum cleaner, then shook for a while, and finally quieted down.

Left-handed Yang Liyan sat up with his hands on his forehead, and was in a daze for a while, then suddenly jumped out of bed, opened the bedside table, and took out a roll of tape from inside.

Yang Liyan "papapapa" completely blurred the oil painting, and then he said with satisfaction: "I finally feel at ease now."

Shen Lou floated out again, reached out to those tapes, paused before touching them, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Interesting."

"Of course, you gave it to me."

After Yang Liyan finished speaking, he paused, "Well, I should talk about the other you."

Yin Luming asked calmly, "Have you seen him?"

Yang Liyan didn't show any surprise at Shen Lou's appearance just now, as if he had seen Shen Lou a long time ago.

Yang Liyan said: "I'm just an ordinary person, how can I understand this without being taught? Of course you taught me here."

Yin Luming's eyes narrowed slightly.

Yang Liyan said: "Why, do you want to see you over here?"

Yin Luming raised his eyes and exchanged a glance with Shen Lou.

Shen Lou rubbed his chin, and said with great interest, "See, why don't you see me?"