Chapter 303

Hearing the call from the upstairs, several people looked at each other.

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked at the yellow-haired:

"You stay here to find clues, and immediately notify me if you find anything, and the others and I will go up."

They had been on the first floor for a while, and no abnormal incidents occurred. Bai Xue, as a psychic, did not make any warning. Then, the first floor is likely to be safe, and it doesn't matter if it's left alone with the yellow-haired who has no combat ability.

More importantly, his talent is not only very conducive to searching for clues, but also can guard the surroundings to the greatest extent.

As for taking others upstairs with you, Wen Jianyan also has his own considerations.

Although they temporarily formed an alliance with the Black Squad, they came from two camps after all, so it was too early to talk about trust.

Therefore, in order to deal with possible changes on the second floor in time, it is better to gather the main team together.

The group walked upstairs.

Unlike the brick and stone structure of the entire building, the stairs of the small building are wooden and are soaked by the moisture in the air, showing a wet black brown color, creaking under your feet.

Soon, Wen Jianyan and his friends arrived on the second floor.

As I imagined, the walls on both sides of the second floor were covered with wet marks, and there were obvious traces of life in the area separated by wooden baffles, messy beds, clothes, furniture... Except for the lack of a half-person figure, there was almost no abnormality.

Wen Jianyan withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward.

Soon, the group arrived at the deepest room on the second floor.

This is the master bedroom, with a large area, with an old-fashioned wooden double bed in the center of the room. Through the gray window, you can see the dark sky and misty rain outside. The raindrops buzzed and hit the window, and countless wet marks fell, making the scene outside the blurry window.

The black team stood in the room with a serious expression and stared at the same place together.

After Wen Jianyan and the others walked in, the originally spacious room suddenly became narrower.

"What did you find?" Wen Jianyan walked forward and asked.

"painting."

The captain of the other team replied concisely.

He turned his head and asked Wen Jianyan to look behind him.

Directly opposite the bed and against the wall, there is a huge oil painting.

In the wet wooden frame, the canvas was painted black, and four figures could be seen vaguely, two large and two small, standing straight and shoulder-to-side, with blurred facial features and unreality. The only clear one was the faces of the four of them.

It was like a pale mask covering it, with four faces floating in the darkness, gloomy and weird, making the back feel cold.

Yun Bilan slowly spoke up and asked everyone’s questions:

"If... bring this painting back to Xingwang Hotel, wouldn't it be the 'guest' you brought back..."

The captain of the Black Squad nodded with a gloomy face, "It seems that it is probably true now."

Although they were not planning to bring the painting back to [Xingwang Hotel], it sent them an extremely unknown signal.

A painting can open a door to the [Xingwang Hotel] and lead guests into one of the rooms.

but……

There is not necessarily only one resident in a painting.

That's what this painting is like.

If you bring it back to the interior of [Xingwang Hotel], then there will be four guests at one time in that room, instead of one.

When everyone realized this, they couldn't help but feel cold behind their backs.

Unlike the peace that appeared at the beginning of this copy, the hidden dangers are much more dangerous than the surface.

"And,

There is a detail.

"Chen Mo turned his head and glanced at the door behind him.

Black Squad Captain "Did you find it too?"

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded.

There are four chairs next to the table on the first floor, and in addition to the master bedroom on the second floor, there are two bedrooms. Based on the various details in this small building, it can be roughly inferred that there is a family of four living here.

There are also four figures in the painting, two large and two small.

This is definitely no coincidence.

"In other words," Chen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and his calm and handsome face showed a thoughtful look, "The one on the canvas in this town is actually the residents here... right?"

"At least, from the clues now, it seems like this." The captain of the Black Squad nodded and said.

In this way, some doubts can be explained.

Why does the small building with such a strong atmosphere of life look like time stagnation? Everything remains the same, but the people in it disappear.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly and had a little thought in his heart.

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Obviously, nightmare is related to the real world.

Unlike [Dream Amusement Park] and [Changsheng Building], the town connected to [Xingwang Hotel] in front of us obviously has a very clear realistic prototype.

So...what happened?

Why did this place become an empty ghost town overnight?

All the residents have become terrifying beings that are neither human nor ghostly, trapped in the painting. What is this related to the Xingwang Hotel connected to here?

Countless questions circling in my mind, but I can't get any answers for a while.

“Anyway, this is good news.”

The captain of the Black Squad glanced at the painting leaning against the wall and said.

"This at least points us a direction for the next action."

In this rainy town, each painting hides different buildings, and if a purposeless search is carried out, an hour will soon be exhausted.

However, after learning that the essence of the painting is the residents of the town, they can greatly narrow the search scope for them. Next, they do not need to touch each building and build, but only need to find the buildings that are most likely to exist.

While everyone was discussing, Wen Jianyan walked to the edge of the window and looked out through the blurry and gray window.

The entire town was shrouded in the rainy rain with ghost energy. It was basically low bungalows, with bluestone roads slanted and oblique, and the ends were hidden in the rain curtain, looking lifeless and lifeless.

Judging from the moment the time downstairs was frozen, it should be the meal time...

It is impossible to tell whether it is lunch or dinner.

At this time, most people will stay at home. Even if the population in this small town is not large, it will not be too difficult for them to find [painting].

So, the problem now is probably how to find the painting with the smallest number of "guests".

Although Wen Jianyan's eyesight is not as good as yellow-haired, it is enough to look around the building. Soon, he located several small houses that looked small and very low.

but……

Wen Jianyan showed a thoughtful look and his eyes fell into the distance.

If the prototype here is really like his guess, the one here is a small town that exists in the real world, then there will be other buildings in addition to residences...

Such as schools, shops, clinics, etc.

If that's the case-

Before I could wait for the warmth, I continued to think downstairs, and the yellow-haired voice came downstairs:&quo

t;Hey, hey- are you still on it? Come down quickly!

"This is not the first time Wen Jianyan has been with Huangmao. He almost immediately discovered the fear and tone hidden in the other party's voice.

... Something must have happened on the first floor.

His eyes narrowed, he looked at the other team members, and then turned around and walked towards the first floor.

Since the second floor has no search value, because most of the ghosts inside and the road leading back will be opened, the painting on the second floor cannot move, so the black team no longer stayed on the second floor, but followed directly.

Soon, everyone returned to the first floor.

Wen Jianyan had just walked to the first floor when Huangmao rushed over with horror, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and grabbed his arm tightly: "You, come and see!"

He pointed out the door.

It didn't look like it was just now.

The cold rain continued to fall, ticking on the bluestone road, everything was blurred in the darkness without boundaries.

Yun Bilan, who was protruding her head, showed a confused look:

"What is this to look at..."

"That's where, there!!"

Huangmao was a little anxious. He raised his hand and pointed hard at a place: "The next side of the bluestone road is in the direction we just came..."
To be continued...