Horror survival: I live broadcast to tell weird fortunes

Are these paintings projections of the outside world?

Or are these people imprisoned in the painting?

With such a question, Li Changsheng continued to look at the remaining paintings of people.

The closest painting to the bank's office was of a fish shop, the owner of which was wearing a black apron stained with bright red fish blood, and the expression on his face was a little unpleasant, because the customers across from him seemed to dislike that his fish were too small and looked like dead fish.

The two argued for a while, and the owner of the fish shop impatiently threw the fish back into the bucket, and when he entered the water, the fish that looked half-dead actually jumped alive again.

Seeing this, the customer's face was not very good-looking, and he turned around and left, and gave the boss a middle finger before leaving.

The owner of the fish shop doesn't seem to care too much about such things, he continues to kill fish when there are no customers, and he doesn't know what he is doing when he kills so many fish...

Looking at the next painting, the scene on the painting looks like the street is just bright, a middle-aged woman wearing a sanitation costume and holding a big broom in her hand is sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, I don't know if it is because she got up too early and is a little tired, she looks a little unprofessional when she sweeps the leaves, leaving most of the leaves, only a small part of the sweeping away.

In the distance, a young man on a bicycle slowly stopped beside her, pointing to the fallen leaves that had not been swept away, the young man's face did not seem to look good, and he kept blaming the sanitation workers.

And the sanitation workers seemed to be a little afraid of this young man, Li Changsheng estimated that this young man who didn't look very old was estimated to be a managed person, and he came out in the morning to show off his official authority, although the middle-aged woman did not sweep clean, but he would not scold others for sweeping garbage and getting old waste.

Li Changsheng shook his head helplessly, and he continued to look at the next painting.

On the dimly lit park bench, a young couple was sitting there laughing at each other, and the moonlight reflected the girl's already fair face even more movingly, and it could be seen that the boy was a little impatient, he stretched out his hand to stop the girl's shoulder, and looked directly at the girl's lips.

The girl seemed a little shy, but she didn't resist, silently closed her eyes, waiting for the boy to ask for it.

In this way, the two slowly got together, and I don't know how long it took, a tall figure stood in front of the little couple, and the little couple kissed deeply in a little forgetfulness, and did not find that someone blocked the moonlight.

The next moment, the tall middle-aged man kicked the boy in the stomach and kicked him so that he shrunk into a shrimp holding his stomach.

When the girl found someone coming, she first looked at the boy with a worried face, and then looked at the middle-aged man in front of her in horror.

Looking at the girl's disheveled hair and somewhat smudged lips, the middle-aged man's face became even more ugly, he grabbed the girl's collar, pointed at the boy and said something angrily.

Because the man was so excited that his speech was a little slurred, Li Changsheng listened for a long time before he understood that the middle-aged man was the girl's father, and the boy's family was rural, and he did not agree with his daughter being with the boy.

Repeatedly blocked, still can't stop the two from meeting, today I saw my daughter being held and gnawed by others, naturally I was furious.

After the middle-aged man finished venting, the girl resolutely said that she must be with the boy, which completely stimulated her father's nerves.

He broke the girl's legs on the spot....

"Tut-tut, I can put such a heavy hand on my daughter, although the days in the outside world are not worrying, but they are also unsatisfactory everywhere, no money is sometimes more terrible than no life!"

Yuan Li kept smacking his tongue on the side.

"Would you like to take a look into the painting?"

Li Changsheng looked at Yuan Li who was speaking, and he really wanted to try to throw Yuan Li into the painting.

"Don't go, don't go in, what if you can't get out?"

Yuan Li took a step back, stretched out his hand and waved it beside him, wanting to pat Wang Ding, signaling to throw Wang Ding in, but he shot it empty.

Wang Ding, who was supposed to be standing behind him, disappeared at this moment.

"Gan! Wang Ding! You're a man!

Yuan Li looked back and forth and found that there was no Wang Ding.

"Stop shouting, he's in the painting."

Li Changsheng's eyes looked at a painting depicting a scene from a construction site, where the muscular Wang Ding was moving bricks...

Yuan Li looked at the big bald head that was constantly sweating and carrying bricks one after another in the painting, he smiled, there was really no sense of disobedience!

"This is too TM funny, look at him, he even cried excitedly because he was rated as a brick mover, is this still Wang Ding?"

Before Yuan Li's words were finished, he felt that his whole body was fluttering, he felt that Wang Ding in the painting was getting closer and closer, and he was a little frightened and subconsciously looked back at the place where he was standing just now, he found that his body was slowly swallowed by the ground, and Li Changsheng, who was standing there looking at his side, did not find it.

He opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout to remind Li Changsheng, but found that the sound he made could not be heard by others at all.

The next moment, he lost consciousness, and when he opened his eyes again, he understood his identity - the new excavator driver!

"It seems that this painting absorbs their souls."

Li Changsheng had already known that Yuan Li had entered, and he had also seen Yuan Li's soul floating on the painting, as for why he didn't stop it, it was naturally because the Haier brothers had to be neat!

Thump! Thump!

A strong heartbeat sounded in his ears, and Li Changsheng also felt the attraction of the painting to him.

His soul felt a hint of tugging, and as the heartbeat in his ears became stronger and stronger, the feeling of his soul being pulled was also even stronger.

Li Changsheng let go of his mind and decided to let the painting pull his soul into the painting, but he waited for a long time and didn't feel himself floating.

On the contrary, the heartbeat is getting quieter and quieter.

Li Changsheng, who was a little helpless, finally decided not to enter the painting, and the attraction of this painting could not move his soul.

The gap between the two is too big, and before the painting sucks Li Changsheng in, it is estimated that he will have to die of exhaustion first...

Li Changsheng pointed at the Haier brothers who were moving bricks and driving the excavator, and pulled their souls away from the construction site, and then, their bodies were slowly spit out by the ground.

The two of them, whose souls returned to their bodies, sat up suddenly, the memory of entering the painting just now still existed, and the two of them couldn't figure out how they could have entered the painting!

"The people in this painting are supposed to be the souls of the outside world..."