Soul Painter

In the academic section of the Biennale.

Gao Fan saw his defeated general Fang Jianbin crying here.

But when he got closer, he realized that it wasn't him who was crying, but Fang Jianbin had a face growing behind his head, and this face was crying.

The face was hidden behind the hair, but the outline of the face was clear, covered by thin black hair, the breath exhaled when crying, blowing the hair on the back of Fang Jianbin's head one by one, constantly rising and falling.

This scene made Gao Fan's scalp tingle.

The blood is cold.

If you hadn't been in the abyss and fought maggots, you might lose 1 SAN value immediately.

After being taken aback, Gao Fan subconsciously thought that this was a prank!

He has also seen the setting of the front and back of the movie with hair and face.

Deliberately wearing the suit backwards, making the other party think that the 'back' is actually the 'front', and then hanging a hair curtain on the face, creating a very weird 'double-faced' scene.

When Gao Fan hadn't awakened the system, he did this to collect SAN values, and he was beaten.

Fang Jianbin was afraid it was out of revenge, and he also knew that Gao Fan was always the last one to leave the Biennale, pretending to be a ghost and waiting for him here!

Thinking of this, Gao Fan became angry and took a step forward to grab Fang Jianbin's shoulder.

"Who are you scaring!"

Gao Fan grabbed and twisted, and Fang turned around when he saw Bin.

A thin and pale face with a slashed face, his eyes looked suspicious, he was obviously taken aback, and when he saw Gao Fan, his expression immediately became tense.

"What are you going to do!" Fang Jianbin almost screamed, and immediately backed away in a defensive posture.

"I..." Gao Fan was a little stunned, he pointed to Fang Jianbin's head, suddenly he didn't know what to say.

You have a face on your face...no, you have a face on the back of your head...but it's not a matter of physical development...it's...what is it!

Gao Fan felt as if a firecracker had been thrown into his head, blowing cold air from every pore on his body, and the back of his head was even a little itchy. He also took a few steps back, subconsciously touching the back of his head, to make sure there wasn't another face there.

Fortunately, the hair is smooth, the head is round, and there is no face.

But that desperate cry still lingers in Gao Fan's ears, and since Fang Jianbin is now facing Gao Fan with a 'front face', the cry from the 'back face', like a stereo effect, passes through the hanging Reflected on the wall with oil paintings, it came from all directions.

woo woo woo woo...

"Well, it's okay, don't be nervous, I haven't seen anything..." Gao Fan first patted his chest, reassuring himself that it's okay.

Compared with growing maggots on hands, having a face on the back of the head... is obviously more terrifying!

The more he thought about Gao Fan, the more he felt that the back of his head was itching.

It's not contagious, is it?

Meow~ At this moment, God called out.

Gao Fan stretched out his hand to caress God's supple cat's head, and felt light and serene in his hand, and his tense heart relaxed a lot in this second. Very good, he has received God's blessing.

"Behind you, um, there is a face behind you." Gao Fan tried to say to Jianbin, "It's crying."

"You, what did you say?!" Fang Jianbin's expression turned ferocious, "It's crying?!"

The key point of Fang Jianbin's remarks is not "has a face", but "it is crying"?

Gao Fan immediately realized that Fang Jianbin seemed to know about the face behind his head, could it be some serious illness?

"Yes, it's crying, can't you hear it?" Gao Fan asked.

The sobbing, whimpering, didn't stop for a moment, it was so weird that it made one's scalp tingle, but Fang Jianbin couldn't hear it?

Fang Jianbin's face was pale, he trembled at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his right hand, first raised it high, then slowly lowered it, to stroke the back of his head.

When Fang Jianbin made this movement, Gao Fan felt the same. He tried to imagine, touched the back of his head, and finally felt the sensation of eyes, nose and mouth. He couldn't help shivering, it was terrible!

After Fang Jianbin touched it, an extremely weird expression appeared on his face. He seemed to be about to grin, but the extreme fear made the corners of his mouth cramp.

He stretched out his hand towards Gao Fan, as if he wanted to explain, but his broken mental state could not support such an effective social activity, and he started to back away.

Yes, step back and leave.

Stepping backwards into other sections of the Biennale whose lights have been turned off.

Watching Fang Jianbin retreat step by step into the dark area, Gao Fan only felt that his reason was being challenged.

Gao Fan knew that Fang Jianbin didn't want him to see that face.

But this kind of movement is extremely weird, and thinking about the face behind Fang Jianbin's head, hearing that mournful cry, the rational string in Gao Fan's brain snapped with a 'pop'.

Looking at his sanity, sure enough, it dropped to 79.

MD!

Gao Fan heard the murmur of the world again, he made up a little SAN value and turned his sanity to 80, looked at the remaining 1 point of free SAN value, and sighed.

The last time he met a dog-faced grotesque in an art museum, and now he meets a double-faced grotesque in an art museum. Could it be that the art museum is his fate?

Gao Fan was determined not only not to come to this art museum tomorrow, but also to leave Pengcheng immediately.

hurried out of the museum.

Before leaving, Gao Fan asked the security guard, is there anyone else inside?

The security guard said there should be one more person.

"You'd better call the police." Gao Fan said to the security guard, "Don't go in and find someone by yourself."

The security guard looked confused, what happened?

Gao Fan felt that he should call the police on behalf of the security guard. The security guard took good care of him these days, but Gao Fan just took out his mobile phone and stepped down the steps in front of the art museum. After walking a few steps, he felt that he was not far behind. With a 'hu', the wind passed by, and then with a 'bang', the heavy object fell to the ground.

snap!

As if a watermelon had been smashed, the muffled sound made Gao Fan's heart tremble.

No way……

He turned his head slowly.

I saw a human body crawling obliquely on the stairs in front of the art museum.

The human body was in a strange shape, like a bent bow. Although it was already dark, under the light in front of the art museum, the dark red blood bubbling out from the human body was like a stream flowing in the night. The river in the middle of the river has dampened the whole land.

The 'investigation' technique told Gao Fan that this person is... Fang Jianbin.

Fang Jianbin who jumped off the building.

Fang Jianbin, who was lying on the ground, besides the river of blood dripping from under his body, the face on his head also looked very real under the light of the street lamp. It was dark wood, like a weird mask, but It can move, but it seems that with Fang Jianbin's death, it is gradually losing its vitality, but there is still a strange murmur from its slightly opened mouth:

"...Ah, ah, hello~ Treasurer~ Kalu, hello~ Bengka~"

It uttered a long whine, like a whisper, and then fell into silence, into death.

Update~Second update~