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Liu Jiaqi knows that I am not joking, and she definitely understands that the situation is urgent. She is not stupid herself.

It was just that he cared too much about appearance and trusted Smith, so he did such a stupid thing.

"But what should I do with the necklace on my hand?" Liu Jiaqi reached out and pulled the petals on the necklace.

The flowers seemed to have grown into her flesh and were impossible to remove.

"You think Smith will take it off for you? If he wants to do it, you won't have to think about it for another night." I sneered.

"He is stalling for time. When the time comes, you will definitely die."

Liu Jiaqi swallowed in fear.

"Well, wait for me, I'll get dressed."

She hurried to the bed, put on her coat and shoes, and hurried back.

"Li Yunfeng, can we really go out?" Before stepping out the door, she bit her lip and looked at me worriedly.

"I will try my best, but nothing is absolute." I glanced at her, "If you run, you still have a chance of survival, but if you stay, you will definitely die."

I didn't tell her what she really looked like to me.

"Okay, I'm leaving!" Liu Jiaqi weighed it up, took a deep breath, and made up her mind.

As her legs stepped out the door, she held my hand tightly.

I turned on the flashlight and gently took her downstairs.

First floor.

The four paintings hung quietly on the wall, and the women in the paintings seemed to be looking at us.

"Li Yunfeng, why do I feel that those paintings are so scary?" Liu Jiaqi shrank her neck and looked at the grass and trees.

"Don't look too much, just follow me." I led her towards the door without looking back.

When I passed the window, I took a special look outside.

Smith was still digging the hole vigorously and did not notice the situation in the house.

When I got to the door, I reached out to open the door.

Before he could put his hand on the handle, there was a sudden snap behind him.

Liu Jiaqi was startled. If I hadn't covered her mouth with my hand in time, she would have screamed.

"Have you been discovered?" She shrank by the door and said tremblingly.

I calmed down and listened.

The sound of shoveling outside did not stop.

"Probably not." I put my hand with low voltage and shined it on the ground. Under the dim light, an oil painting lay quietly on the ground.

Did it fall again?

There's definitely something wrong with these paintings, but it doesn't seem like they're giving Smith a hint.

"You stay here, I'll go over and take a look."

"No, I'm scared alone, I'm with you."

Liu Jiaqi grabbed my clothes tightly and refused to let go. I had no choice but to take her with me and walk to the oil painting.

All four oil paintings fell to the ground, face down.

I picked up the nearest painting and took a look at it, and my brows jumped wildly.

The content of the painting has changed.

The background is still full of rose bushes, but the woman standing among them has changed.

She is no longer beautiful, her face is old and skinny, her clothes are in tatters, and there is no good piece of flesh on her body, as if she had just crawled out of the grave.

His cracked mouth was wide open, his hands stretched forward, his eyes were painful and desperate, as if he was calling for help to the people outside.

I turned all the paintings over.

as expected.

All the women in the paintings have turned into this horrible ghostly look.

"What, what's going on?" Liu Jiaqi hid behind me, looking at the oil paintings in horror.

"I don't know, but it must have something to do with Smith." I thought about it and glanced at her.

Her real appearance at this moment is not much different from the woman in the oil painting.

"Maybe they are the women he killed."

"Then will I become like this?" Liu Jiaqi covered her mouth, trembling all over.

"If you insist on staying, you will."

Liu Jiaqi shivered violently, her face full of fear.

On the back of the oil painting, strange runes were painted with red paint.

I roughly understood that the souls of the victims were sealed in the paintings and forced to make smiling faces.

The arrival of outsiders may give them a glimmer of hope, so they try their best to continuously create noise to attract attention and hope to be rescued.

Let them gain liberation, and they should also gain a fortune.

I put away the painting and returned to the gate with Liu Jiaqi.

The sound of digging in the garden continued, and it was not known how big a hole Smith wanted to dig.

I reached out and twisted the handle.

Click!

The door opened directly and was not locked.

I was a little surprised.

I opened the door, took the oil painting with me, and quietly slipped out with Liu Jiaqi.

There are dense flowers on both sides of the door, and Smith's figure is looming in the gaps between the branches and leaves.

I walked toward the big iron gate, but Smith didn't notice it at all.

Walking on the winding road, I felt a strange intuition in my heart.

It seemed like it was a little too smooth.

Is Smith really such a lax vigilant?

Soon, I had the answer.

When Liu Jiaqi and I were about to approach the big iron gate, the flower vines climbing on the wall suddenly moved.

Like snakes with leaves, they gathered from both sides to the middle, wrapped around the big iron door, and blocked the door firmly.

The delicate buds opened one after another, and the red stamens were like slender tongues, wriggling restlessly.

"Ah! Monster, monster!"

Liu Jiaqi screamed uncontrollably.

I didn't cover her mouth because the sound of digging had already stopped when the flower vines were crawling.

A light slowly shone behind us, casting shadows like octopuses on us.

Liu Jiaqi was completely lost. She was clutching my clothes tightly, her face was pale and her whole body was cold.

I turned around.

Several flower vines with barbs danced in the air, and a small lamp hung on one of the vines.

Under the dim light, there was an expressionless Smith.

"You two, didn't you say that you can't go out before 4 o'clock in the morning?" He said coldly.

"I just remembered that the gas stove at home was not turned off and I must go back immediately!" I laughed.

"Oh, if that's the case, why did you take away my oil painting? Are you a thief?" Smith stared at me with a fierce look, changing from the gentle gentleman he was before.

"It's not that I want to take them away, but that they want to come with me." I said calmly.

"Li Yunfeng, what are you doing? Return the painting to him quickly!" Liu Jiaqi tugged at my clothes anxiously.

I ignored her.

"Your name is Li Yunfeng."

Smith suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand to help his slightly messy hair, raised the watch on his wrist, and took a look at the time.

"Since you are so anxious, we have to advance the time."

"The position is ready, you two, please come."

He made a polite gesture of invitation.

At this moment, the flowers in the garden became restless.

A rustling sound sounded.

The branches and leaves trembled, the flower buds swayed, and the originally scattered flowers parted to both sides like a tide, revealing a path.

At the end of the road are two newly dug pits.