Summary: In the face of bullying, I hit hard

“Paintings?”

“Yes, this is a painting that I worked hard for several nights to draw, a beautiful painting.” Ying Li Li said with confidence on her face.

She didn’t notice that the moment she said her beautiful painting, Sayuri Sawamura’s pupils contracted suddenly, as if remembering something terrifying, and she stood up instantly.

“Nope!” Sayuri Sawamura suddenly shouted.

Their gaze was focused on her.

“Yes, if you can.” Yotsuya Sei glanced at Sayuri Sawamura, then at Eiri Ri.

“No problem, you come with me.” Eiri didn’t pay attention to Sayuri Sawamura’s words, she stood up with a smile and led the way for Yotsuya Sei.

Suddenly, Sayuri Sawamura, regardless of so much, stepped forward and grabbed Yotsuya Sei, who wanted to go to the basement with Eiri

She whispered a warning, “Don’t go, the basement is dangerous.” ”

Yotsuya smiled at her, pressed it to her ear, and whispered in Sayuri’s ear in Sawamura in an extremely ambiguous gesture

“I know there’s a good chance my canvas is there.

Leave it to me, Aunt Sawamura. ”

His sudden action made Sayuri Sawamura stunned, and when he finished listening to his words, Sayuri Sawamura looked at the boy in front of him with wide eyes.

His canvas!

“Wait…”

When she looked over again, Yotsuya Sei had already followed Eiri away.

His canvas… Could it be that the concealed painting in the basement was his thing?

Sayuri Sawamura suddenly thought of the painting she saw in the basement covered by cloth.

A few days ago, after it seemed that something had been extra at home, Sayuri Sawamura was worried about Eiri and came to the basement where she created her paintings.

When she came to the basement, she saw a strange painting that made her feel that she could only see it in hell.

At that time, she was frightened and fainted, and when she woke up, she was on the big bed in her room, and next to her was a helpless Ying Li.

Since then, there have been frequent strange noises at home at night.

Sayuri Sawamura called the police, and the police came and found nothing.

Told her husband, but her husband didn’t care, thinking that she was reading Fan, the novel was fascinated, and she needed to rest well.

A doctor was invited to come to the house.

However, only Sayuri Sawamura knows that her daughter Sayuri has changed, and she seems to have a split personality.

During the day it was a normal English pear, at night it was another person, a gentleman’s painter.

The painter was very abnormal, locking himself in the basement, indulging in paintings, and occasionally wearing the sound of sinister laughter.

At night, there is also the sound of many creatures walking around the basement.

This is also why Sayuri Sawamura has dark circles on her face.

“How could it be his, he is just a classmate of Yingli.”

Sayuri Sawamura thought about it, but still dismissed the idea.

In her eyes, Yotsuya Sei was just worried about Eiri and came to see her classmates at home.

And the covered canvas must have been bought by Yingli from the Internet.

“No, I’ll have to go down and take a look.”

Sayuri Sawamura, who was not at ease, decided to chase it down and take a look.

At the same time,

The sky outside has completely darkened, and the weather forecast says it will be cloudy tonight, maybe with thunderstorms.

Dim lights illuminate the road in the stairwell.

Yotsuya followed in the footsteps of Eiri to the utility room on the first basement floor.

The utility room was bigger than the living room in his home.

There are many drawing boards and drawings on them, as well as some cluttered old items.

In the room, you can paint in front of the light.

“Here, these are my most recent paintings.”

After coming down, Ying Li walked up to a painting of shady trees with tombstones and excitedly introduced him.

“It is clear how wonderful it is to bury people in coffins before, and it can let the souls of the dead rest in peace

But now…”

Speaking of this, Ying Li Li couldn’t help but show a complaining look and continued:

“Those people actually want to burn those corpses in the same way as punishing cultists and witches

What a waste! ”

？！

What a waste?!

When Yotsuya Saint heard this, a bunch of question marks appeared in his head.

What does it mean to be too wasteful, can corpses have other uses?!

People are dead, what else do you want to do? Make a corpse starch!

From the beginning to the meeting, his gaze became strange when he looked at Yingli.

And Yingli is still complaining about modern sewer facilities.

“The left side of the sewer is always complicated, making it easy to get lost, and the maps given are all from the last century.

The sewers have not been renovated and are cramped inside, making it difficult to walk. ”

Speaking of this, Ying Li Li had a distressed expression on her face again.

It was as if she had walked through those sewers herself.

“Of course, it’s not something I deserve a headache for.

Sewer, in addition to rodent friends, there are some … Other friends, what those friends say, seem to be very hostile to outsiders. ”

“yes, that’s a real pity.”

Sei Yotsuya admires paintings that are enough to become contemporary horror plays, while echoing Eiri Pear.

Looking at these lifelike paintings, the blood-red tongue is licking the head, as if moving

Go for it, haw, haw.

As if a painting had come to life, the sound of chirping and licking his head came from his ears.