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Chapter 692 Oil Painting

Room 0508

This is...

Li Ang walked up and took off a yellow note from the off-set TV screen.

The handwriting on it is blurred and messy, as if someone wrote it in extreme nervousness and panic.

【Be careful of those paintings】

"painting?"

Li Ang raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the living room.

Room 0508 has four paintings in total.

One is an old woman in black studying for a group of children.

One is a sailboat sailing in a storm,

One is a group of British nobles riding on horses and leading their hounds to hunt in the forest.

One is a girl wearing a long skirt sitting on a chair, covering her face with a fan.

Li Ang had already checked these four paintings yesterday.

The first three are printed products, and the last one is hand-painted.

But they are all relatively ordinary, with stiff brushwork and turbid colors, not a work of famous artists.

If it is not hyped, it may be difficult to sell at high prices at art exhibitions.

Li Ang put the note in his pocket, and a few vines stretched out from his sleeve, holding the paper, holding the pen,

While Li Ang walked back to the living room, he picked up the paper and pen and wrote quickly.

Describe the content of the note and the specific situation in the living room in detail.

"I'll take a look..."

Li Ang murmured in a low voice, took the four paintings off the wall again, placed them on the living room floor, and observed them carefully for a while, but no changes were found.

"Wait, the note that Bai Hao was receiving last night was to not open the door. He thought he should not open the door, but he asked him to keep all the doors in the room closed.

Could this note I received is the same...

Li Ang thought about it and searched the room again. All the things in the room that could be considered "drawn" were found and placed together on the living room floor.

Trash cans with flowers and plants, tissue boxes, TVs that cannot be turned on, sofa covers with printed clothes, Bibles placed in bedside tables, toilet towels with dolphin patterns...

All kinds of debris were piled up together.

Li Ang looked down at the pile of debris and frowned slightly, "Wait, are these people in the painting... moving?"

He had seen the old woman in black holding a book in her hands and lowering her head to study.

Now, the old woman in black is holding the book in her right hand, and lifting her left hand to support her chin.

My head seemed to have raised a little angle,

From the corner of my eyes, I seemed to be looking at the children around me, and also as if I were looking at Li Ang outside the picture frame.

Not only the old woman in black who was studying, but the characters in other paintings also changed.

The sailboat in the storm, its sails changed from calm to swelling,

The sailors on the boat changed their position. Looking at the waves that were more than ten meters high, their expressions became even more frightened and desperate.

The positions of the British nobles riding horses in the forest remained unchanged, but the hunting rifles in their hands were raised a little, pointing faintly in Li Ang’s direction.

The last one with a fan covers the face, the changes are invisible - the girl in the painting narrows her eyes slightly, as if she has a few sarcastic smiles.

"What does it mean? Will the people in the painting jump out to attack me, or will they drag me into the painting and try to kill me with the advantage of the venue?"

Li Ang calmly analyzed all possibilities, thought about it, and overlapped the four paintings together.

The sailing boats in the storm correspond to the British nobles hunting in the forest.

The girl covered her face with a fan, corresponding to the old woman studying.

Ten seconds later, Li Ang separated the four paintings and observed them again.

The pictures of these four paintings remain still.

It can be seen that a thunder flashed through the ocean sky, illuminating the dark sea surface. The sailboat seemed to have been attacked by the first wave, and its mast was broken.

Several sailors on the boat fell from the deck and fell into the sea and died.

The nobles in the forest in another painting seemed to have been hit by heavy rain, and were soaked all over.

In the originally clear and dry forest, a large pool of water was inexplicably accumulated on the ground.

On the other two paintings,

The girl who covered her face with a fan for some reason hid behind the chair.

He was poking his head out, his slightly red face, which was half covered by a fan, was full of shame and anger, looking out of the frame fiercely.

And the old woman in black had already stood up from the stool.

She also had anger on her face, the book on her hand drooped, and the cover was just facing out this time.

Li Ang's eyes narrowed, and on the cover of the book in the old woman's hand was painted with a goat skull-shaped demon.

The group of children in black who had been surrounded by the old woman also turned around toward the frame.

Their eyes became dark as ink, their mouths grew sharp teeth like wild animals, and their originally tender faces became ferocious and narrow.

It was like some kind of evil demon, looking at Li Ang with his hatred eyes.

"What are you looking at? You have more eyes?"

Li Ang sneered, and dozens of green vines grew from the sleeves of the white coat, straightened up like a poisonous snake, and hanged behind him.

An eyeball grows on the top of each vine, and looks at the characters in the painting with a more vicious and vicious look.

"Hiss!!"

In the painting, the hideous children wearing black coats let out a slight roar. They slowly raised their steps, running towards the direction outside the frame in slow motion.

"Bang! Bang!"

Several bullets were sprayed out of the hunting rifle of the nobles in the forest, and rushed out of the canvas, breaking a corner of the crystal chandelier in Room 0508.

As time goes by, the characters in these paintings gradually move and start to break away from the canvas and interfere with reality.

Moreover, their movements are getting faster and faster.

The black-clothed demon child running at the front had already worn the thin and pale palms with sharp claws out of the canvas, scratching the frame randomly, trying to hurt Li Ang.

The oil painting where the sea waves and sailing boats were also gushed out at the same time, and instantly flooded the ground of Room 0508.

"Drink more sea water!"

Li Ang clasped his hands together and stacked the paintings of the British aristocrats and the heavy rainy ocean together.

The surging sea water poured into the forest of another oil painting, and the water level in the room was slightly reduced.
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