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"Not really? What does that mean?"

The woman in the long skirt asked in confusion.

"Boss Li, you mean we were hypnotized?" Xiaoying guessed, "I've heard of some very magical hypnosis methods."

"You can use some inconspicuous items to induce hypnosis. Someone will be tricked without knowing it after seeing it."

"What have you seen?" I raised my hand.

The light of the flashlight fell on the blank painting.

"Being hypnotized by a painting is too ridiculous, isn't it?" The woman in the long skirt frowned.

"It's very possible. Otherwise, if we were in reality, how could such an incredible thing happen?"

Xiaoying glanced vaguely at the dressed pig.

"Purrrrrrr!"

"It's still wrong. If we are hypnotized, how can we see the same things? And how can we still see and communicate with each other?"

"Then I don't know either."

Xiaoying lowered her head dejectedly and quickly clenched her fists.

"No matter what it is, I want to find the elixir!"

She looked around at the darkness and shouted.

"Dan Ling!"

"Dan Ling, where are you?"

"Alchemy! Danling"

"What's the use of shouting like this? He might be dead." The woman in the long skirt shook her head in a low voice.

"Sister, have you seen that painting?" I asked.

"Painting? That one?" She pointed in the direction of the altar table, "What's so good about a blank painting?"

"That painting is amazing. You'd better take a look."

"magic?"

The woman in the long skirt was dubious and suddenly became alert.

"What the hell are you doing? Why are you trying to trick me into looking at that blank painting?"

"It's not that we are coaxing you, but that painting may be able to illuminate a person's soul. Everything that happened tonight should be related to this."

"Illuminating the human soul?" The woman in the long skirt widened her eyes, "Soul. Isn't this the theme of the art exhibition?"

"Then I'll give it a try."

She walked hesitantly to the altar table and looked at the picture frame.

"What can it be?"

"Ah, the picture really appeared."

"it's me?"

"ah!"

The woman in the long skirt suddenly screamed again.

"Who is this ugly woman?"

"It's definitely not me!"

"What are you doing? Is it a prank!"

The woman in the long skirt was very angry.

"What did you see that caused such a big reaction?"

I walked over.

On the drawing paper, there is a very ugly old woman.

His hair is thinning and his teeth are almost gone.

"Did you do it?"

"Is it fun to tease people like this?"

I said helplessly: "How could this be done by us?"

"You don't admit it, do you?"

"I'll smash this special mirror and let's see what other disguises you use!"

The woman in the long skirt panted, gritted her teeth, grabbed a candlestick on the altar table, and smashed it on the painting.

There was a bang.

The paper is torn.

The old woman above also had cracks on her body.

"Not a mirror?"

The woman in the long skirt was stunned, stretched out her hand and touched the drawing paper and the wall behind the crack.

After she confirmed it again and again, she believed it was really not a mirror.

"this"

She was suddenly stunned.

The next second.

Blood came out of her body and wet her black dress.

"me"

She turned around tremblingly, and a crack appeared on her face in shock.

The bright red blood was extremely dazzling under the flashlight.

The crack was actually the same as the one on the drawing paper.

Boom!

The woman fell down covered in blood.

The smell of blood in the air was extremely clear.

The pig opened its mouth wide.

Xiaoying opened her mouth wide.

The entire third floor was deathly silent.

"Snort! Snort! Snort!"

A few seconds later.

The panicked squealing of a pig erupted out.

The pig's trotters slid on the ground in a panic, making a rapid clicking sound.

The pig tried its best to stay away from the fallen woman.

Blood slowly seeped out from under the woman.

Her eyes were still incredibly wide.

"Dead, dead?"

Xiaoying fell to the ground weakly, and she didn't even have the strength to scream.

I was horrified.

He looked at the painting in surprise.

The cracks on it have disappeared.

Another blank sheet of paper.

When I looked at the painting before, there were cracks on it.

Why am I okay?

Is it because women in long skirts hit it with objects?

"Li, Boss Li, if it's an illusion, then, is she, is she really dead?"

"I have no idea."

The temperature is chilly.

Two people and one pig, chills running down the spine.

"anyone there?"

"Is there anyone?"

At this moment, an old voice came from the left side of the corridor.

"Purrrrrrrrrr!"

The pig was startled and hurriedly hid behind Xiaoying, timidly showing a pair of small eyes and looking over there.

Xiaoying was trembling all over.

"who?"

I walked up to them and shined my flashlight over there.

in the corridor.

A person slowly emerged from the darkness.

There was a clear shadow under his feet.

My eyes were blinded by the flashlight, so I blocked them with my hands.

He was an old man with gray hair, about sixty years old.

The clothes are very decent and the temperament is elegant.

"Mr. Guo?" Xiaoying recognized the other person.

"I recognize you, you are also here to participate in the art exhibition." The old man named Mr. Guo came over.

"What happened? After the candles went out, why did everyone disappear?"

"Hey, where did the pig come from?"

The pig snorted twice, not wanting to protest like before.

"What smell?"

Mr. Guo frowned his gray eyebrows and soon discovered the woman covered in blood on the ground.

"Who is this?"

"What happened?"

I said solemnly: "She also came to participate in the art exhibition. She just smashed the painting on the wall with the candlestick, and then there were wounds on her body."

"What?" Mr. Guo's eyes were full of surprise.

"It wasn't you who killed someone, was it?"

He suddenly trembled and took two steps back in fear.

"Someone is coming!"

"Help!"

"There's been a murder!"

He shouted with all his strength.

Xiaoying and I looked at each other helplessly.

"Mr. Guo, I didn't kill anyone. It was really her body that suddenly bled, and that was it."

How could Mr. Guo believe him?

"Help, where is the guide?"

"problem occurs!"

"Someone come quickly!"

With his back against the wall, he had nowhere to run.

"What happened?"

"Who's shouting?"

Someone actually responded to him.

On the left side of the corridor, a man ran out in a hurry.

Some of them looked familiar and were also among the visitors to the art exhibition.

"Mr. Guo, what's wrong?"

This Mr. Guo obviously had a relatively high reputation in the industry. The man recognized him at a glance and ran over in a hurry.

"Come out, it's a life-threatening situation." Mr. Guo held his hand tightly.

"where?"

"He, they."

The man followed Mr. Guo's fingers and looked over.

Two people and one pig.

On the ground behind him, there was a woman covered in blood.

"Oh my god, people are really dead!"

"Hurry up and call the police!"

The man's expression changed drastically, and he touched his pockets with both hands in a panic.

Then I remembered that I didn’t have a mobile phone.

"It's over."

"Mr. Guo, run!"

The man screamed strangely and ran into the darkness in panic.