The dead body pit on the road.

The strange letters on the Taishi chair and the single bench in the hall, and the blood-colored pictures on the table are exactly the same as the "SS" icon on the mysterious mobile phone.

Mother's flashes.

The strange picture that has appeared so far.

This seems to indicate something, but what exactly does it indicate?

Li Mu was puzzled and always felt that there were unusual stories behind these things.

He stood on the solo bench and looked up at the face of the groom on the scroll.

Now I see clearly.

Bang!

But while he saw it clearly, he fell off the stool and was frightened.

"Damn it! This, this..."

When people are extremely afraid and confused, swearing is a kind of instinctive emotion.

Li Mu fell to the ground, disregarding the pain in his butt, staring at the high scroll, his eyes full of shock and confusion.

Could it be that I read it wrong? I should be that I read it wrong.

With this idea, he got up from the ground, helped up the sole bench that was lying on the ground again, stood up again, looking at the scroll above his head, focusing on the groom's face.

Take a breath!

His brows were frowning, his eyes were fixed on the groom's face on the scroll, and he couldn't move away.

At this time, Li Mu understood why he was standing below just now and looked at the groom's face and felt a little familiar.

This is not familiar, it is clearly himself!

The groom's face in the scroll is exactly the same as that of his Li Mu's, and it is definitely not as simple as it looks, because even the tiny "triangle" scars on the right eyelid are the same.

This painting has a history of at least several hundred years. It is hung in the middle of the hall of the haunted house, and even the gods are not worshipped. But this painting is worshipped, which shows that the person on the scroll is likely to be the ancestor of the original owner of the house.

How could the ancestor of the original owner of this haunted house be Li Mu?

If it was Li Mu, what would the woman who was wearing a red turban next to her look like? Who is she?

shock.

Confused.

I can't figure it out.

Li Mu stared at the face of his own without blinking his eyelids, and gradually became a little lost.

He seemed to have seen the scene of getting married that day.

The wedding was very classic and heavy, but there were only six guests. Everyone gathered at the round table in the hall to have dinner. He sat on the Grand Master's chair. The bride disappeared, and six congratulatory guests sat on six single benches.

Wow!

Li Mu, who was standing in front of the scroll, looked at the painting with his eyes dull, but he didn't know that a woman's hand stretched out from the painting, with a slender jade hand, fair and delicate, with red sleeves on his arms, which seemed to be the bride in the painting.

She grabbed Li Mu's right wrist and slowly dragged it into the painting.

Li Mu stood on the sole bench and motionless, his right hand moved with the woman's hand.

His finger touched the scroll and pressed against the wall.

Chih!

A sharp and harsh sound was heard, and it was made by fingernails scraping on the wall.

It sounded extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't stop and seemed to be unable to hear these sounds. His right hand was still going into the painting on the wall, and his whole body was slowly tilting, as if people were about to get into the portrait.

Click.

His middle and index finger nails were broken, and blood came out, and it was said that ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the pain was self-evident.

But Li Mu seemed to be a corpse without pain, and his right hand was still desperately heading into the painting, feeling that he would not stop even if he broke his arm, smashed his body, and dried the blood inside his body.

"After waiting for you for endless years, you finally come! Let's go with me..."

The woman's sad voice floated in the hall, the light of the candle swayed in the cold wind, and a few shadows shone on the wall, like ghosts cheering and dancing.

Bang!

The two wooden doors in the hall seemed to be blown open by the strong wind, and all the candlelight went out instantly. Something appeared at the door, with blue eyes glowing, and staring coldly at the bride in the painting on the wall, with murderous aura.

Stopped.

The woman's hand did not continue to pull Li Mu into the painting.

"The endless years have passed. I didn't expect that not only I was waiting for him, but you were still waiting for him, but he couldn't escape, he couldn't escape..."

The woman's voice was filled with resentment and anger. The hand that grabbed Li Mu's right wrist was released and retracted into the painting.

pain!

Li Mu grinned.

He looked at his right hand and found that five fingers of his right hand were pressing against the painting, and he was still trying hard to move forward. His fingernails were all broken and blood kept dripping down, but his right hand had no intention of stopping, as if something was pulling into the painting.

When his right hand was dragged into the painting, he lost consciousness, could not hear or see, and was completely led by the woman's hand stretched out from the painting.

Now I woke up, although I don’t know if it was the woman’s hand stretching out in the painting and pulling him, the instinctive sense of life crisis has not yet disappeared.

look up.

Looking at this painting full of strange atmosphere, especially the groom sitting on the Taishi chair in the middle, it was like another "Li Mu", or Li Mu hundreds of years ago?

"Meow!"

A cat's meow sounded at the entrance of the hall.

Li Mu turned around and saw a kitten. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be lost just now. If he didn't stop, he would have to kill him in this painting.

Is this cat that suddenly appeared to save me?

He thought.

The cat's body was moving, walking in from outside the hall door, getting closer and closer to him.

Li Mu jumped off the solo stool and squatted on the ground, trying to tease the kitten, thinking that it was probably the appearance of this wild cat that awakened his consciousness and saved his life. He subconsciously felt a little intimate.

Moreover, in this strange atmosphere, I feel much more at ease when I can see other living objects.

The kitten walked to him and kept his head down during the process without making any sound. This was the cat's habit of walking.

Li Mu stroked the kitten's head.

The cat looked up and his face came into his eyes.

It was not a cat face, but a human face. The human face separated from the middle of the forehead, and the division line extended to the jaw, half black and half white.

The human face and cat body, the cat's eyes glowing with blue light stare at you tightly, which is extremely strange!

Plop!
Chapter completed!