Chapter 360 The Painter’s High Life？
Chapter 360 The Painter’s High Life？
“Grandma’s target is me, and you can’t lure her away.” Bloody Gao Ming had prayer words all over his body, and he grabbed his schoolbag tightly: “You guys hide aside, I’ll lure her into the house, you run away first..”
Opening the window, Liu Yi found a bed sheet and tied it to the window frame as quickly as possible: "I'll try to see if I can enter other rooms this way..”
“Hello! "The two Gaomings didn't expect Liu Yi to be so powerful. Before they could react, Liu Yi had already grabbed the sheets and started to pull them down. She kicked the window downstairs: "It seems like it can't be opened.？”
“Good luck! Go home! Follow me home! "Grandma's voice became more and more shrill, as if a knife was scratching her heart, which made people's hair stand on end..
The door panel was flapped again and again, and it might be forced open at any time..
While several people in the room were rushing around anxiously, it was extremely quiet deep in the corridor. Gao Ming in other rooms seemed to be paying attention to the situation here through the door panel..
“The old guy was attracted, and the last room should be empty." There was a slight sound from the door diagonally opposite to the last room, and the door was quietly opened..
There was a strong smell of paint in room 0715. A man in school uniform stood at the crack of the door, observing the outside..
His schoolbag is filled with brushes and paints, and his originally clean school uniform is full of colors and absurd and weird paintings..
With a gentle smile on his face, Gaoming's eyes slowly narrowed. He was extremely happy in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise: "They really blended together! So am I Gaoming now? Or is it Xia Yang? ?Ha ha ha ha！”
The painter pushed the door open little by little. His room was fundamentally different from other rooms. Two different decoration styles were forcibly spliced together. The walls, floor and ceiling were covered with strange portraits..
“That clay sculpture separated Gao Ming's past and memories, and counted me as one of them. How could I let go of this rare opportunity? This time I might be able to become a real person! "Narrowing his eyes, the painter Gao Ming suppressed his restless heart. He looked at the last room: "The clay sculpture alone suppressed something. What secrets are hidden in that room?？”
Grandma had already left the room. The painter Gao Ming put his schoolbag on his back and quietly walked into the last room..
Compared with other high-ranking people, it is no longer a question of whether he is brave or not, he is a complete lunatic..
Stepping on the broken talisman paper on the ground, the painter walked quickly through the living room. He glanced briefly, then locked the target and went straight to the bedroom..
There are clear footprints and handprints in the white rice on the ground, and the red rope above the head will vibrate whenever you get close to it, making the bell ring..
The painter Gaoming was extremely decisive and rushed to the bedroom without stopping..
“show me what you're hiding！”
Pushing open the doors of the two bedrooms, Gao Ming's bedroom was occupied by huge eyes and erect ears, and the scarred flesh and blood heart was on the ground..
“Both of his hearts were trapped, and the flesh fairy was ripped out! Doesn't this mean that I also have the opportunity to possess the Flesh Immortal! "Painter Gao Ming's eyes turned red. He turned around and entered grandma's bedroom again..
The chair fell to the ground, and there were broken ropes all over the floor. The painter Gao Ming looked around, and his eyes finally stopped on the altar table: "It's that clay sculpture! The clay sculpture that suppressed Gao Ming and forced him to worship and pray for blessings day and night.！”
Rushing to the altar table as fast as possible, the painter grabbed the clay sculpture with a quick glance. But what he didn't expect was that countless bloodshot threads gushed out from under the clay sculpture. Those bloodshot threads penetrated into the wall and were connected to the entire apartment building..
“Blood red thread of faith? It seems that you are also killing people in order to fight for your faith." When the painter Gao Ming heard his grandma's violent screams outside the corridor, he suddenly felt bad. It seemed that as long as he touched the clay sculpture, his grandma would feel something..“Oops! "The brush was raised, and the painter Gao Ming dipped it in the "paint" prepared in advance. He used the pen in his hand as a knife to cut off the sticky blood-colored thread: "I was affected too much, and my abilities were also limited. , what is the origin of this god?？”
Picking up the clay sculpture, the painter Gao Ming didn't care about anything else and rushed towards the living room at full speed..
The grandma in the corridor went completely crazy. She was covered with corpses, wearing a bright red dress, and ran towards the end of the corridor like a wild animal..
When the painter Gao Ming rushed out of the room, his grandma was only a few meters away from him..
“Really difficult to deal with！”
Turning around and rushing into the corridor, the painter Gao Ming stuffed the clay sculpture into his schoolbag and rushed downstairs..
As he kept going down, the floors began to change, and the shadows sometimes gathered and sometimes dissipated. The clay sculpture in his hand seemed to help him break through the rules and restrictions in the building.！
Grandma's angry roar could be heard far away in the dilapidated corridor, and the Kaitan players and members of the Investigation Bureau who had previously entered various rooms were also alerted..
When the painter Gao Ming and his grandmother passed by a certain corridor on the sixth floor, all the rules in a certain area collapsed, and the walls and corridors slowly returned to normal. A middle-aged man wearing the uniform of a security officer from the Bureau of Investigation opened the door. A face with Chinese characters and eyes as deep as the stars.
“Good luck? "Wan Jie was the first of all the security personnel to leave the room. He could feel that his memory was passing by with time. If this continues, he would forget everything and be left in this abnormal incident forever..
In order to avoid the worst situation, he put away his "gift" and began to study the rules of the building and explore various clues. But who would have thought that the painter Gao Ming appeared at this moment.
“Xiangshengyong Apartment is shrouded in some kind of rules, with ghosts breaking the walls and endless circulation of floors. Each room can be moved at will, and it is arranged like a maze. There is no way to escape..." Characters appeared in Wanjie's eyes: "Why can he? Free movement? You can always find the right way？”
Wan Jie was not in a hurry to join his men, and followed grandma carefully..
More and more people enter the apartment, and crisis and chaos come with them..
0715At the door of the room, Flesh Gao Ming and "Bad" Gao Ming quietly opened the door. After seeing grandma leave, they both breathed a sigh of relief..
“That's scary. How did you end up living in the same house as her? "Bad Gao Ming also carried his own schoolbag..
“There is a Gao Ming who sacrificed his life to help us lure grandma away." The flesh and blood Gao Ming looked at Liu Yihe behind him and said: "We can't waste the opportunity he created with his life. You should go to the station as soon as possible.！”
“Won't you go? "Example was a little surprised.
“Grandma can sense my position. After she kills that Gao Ming, she will come back sooner or later." The flesh and blood Gao Ming thought very clearly: "I will take another path to help you lure her away..”
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