Chapter 1227 The most terrifying painting
Lin Chen was not affected in any way after reading the painting. His spirit was high enough and he was immune to all kinds of mental shocks.
Look at Tang Kang again.
His whole body froze in place, mumbling something uncontrollably.
"Lord."
"God."
At this moment, Lin Chen spoke and said, "Wake up."
Boom!
Hearing Lin Chen's voice, Tang Kang's whole body shook as if he was struck by lightning.
His trembling pupils suddenly calmed down.
The originally dull eyes regained their brilliance, as if the fire in them was lighting up again.
"ah?"
Tang Kang asked in surprise: "What just happened?"
Lin Chen said: "You are possessed."
Tang Kang subconsciously glanced at the painting next to him.
When he saw it again, he couldn't help but gasp, but because he had seen it once, he had some resistance, so he could quickly look away this time.
Lin Chen said: "Keep going down."
He started walking down.
Tang Kang hurriedly followed.
The two of them spiraled down the stairs.
Tang Kang always had the illusion that this staircase had no end and that he could never reach the bottom.
After walking the height of two floors.
Lin Chen's pace slowed down.
Because he saw the second painting.
This time the painting is larger and more terrifying.
Tang Kang flashed his flashlight and accidentally saw this painting. When he saw the scene in the painting.
He had just experienced the torture of the previous painting.
Tang Kang thought that his spirit had become stronger now and he had become indestructible.
But when I saw this second painting.
His indestructible will was instantly defeated.
Compared with the painting in front of me.
The painting I just saw was like...a stream before the flood, a mouse before a tiger, a path before hell!
The last painting was of a huge face screaming.
There are all kinds of scary things on the face.
And this painting.
Tang Kang's brain was trembling, and it was difficult to describe in words.
Strange words kept popping up in his mind.
god.
host.
Dominate.
eternal life.
This painting seems to open a passage between hell and the world, with countless monsters falling from the sky and emerging from the ground.
Endless monsters appeared on the earth, like a tsunami, covering the sky and destroying everything.
Tang Kang felt that he would never understand what the mental state of the author of this painting was at the time.
I don't even know where he got the inspiration from.
He even had a feeling.
The things in this painting are not fantasy, but things that once really existed.
Crash--
Tang Kang seemed to hear the terrible footsteps coming from the painting.
He even saw those monsters using their hands and feet, with their long tongues hanging out, approaching him at extremely high speeds.
Tang Kang could already see his own reflection in the monster's scarlet eyes!
"Ahhhh——"
Tang Kang was so frightened that he screamed and retreated hastily.
But his foot slipped on the stairs and he fell to the ground awkwardly.
Even when he fell to the ground, he kept his eyes wide open and stared at the painting.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also frightened now.
"devil!"
"Is this picture hell?"
"Help!"
Lin Chen saw that he was very frightened, so he opened his mouth to wake him up.
"Stop being possessed."
Boom!
Lin Chen's voice was like a bell, echoing in Tang Kang's mind, dispelling all the fear just now.
Tang Kang suddenly calmed down a lot.
Come to your senses.
His face turned pale and there was a large amount of sweat on his face.
Tick tock.
The sweat is constantly dripping to the ground.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also rescued by Lin Chen.
They all came back from the state of fear, panting heavily, with cold sweat on their faces.
"Without Lin Shen, I feel like I would go crazy."
"This painting is so terrifying and Lin Shen is so calm. It's really awesome!"
"The God of Forest, a role model for us."
"Thank you God Lin for saving my life."
Lin Chen looked at Tang Kang and said, "Leave if you can't stand it anymore."
Tang Kang really wants to leave.
He glanced back at the dark stairs.
If he was left alone, he would be even more frightened because there was a painting on it.
Tang Kang gritted his teeth and made a decision: "I want to continue."
Lin Chen glanced at the painting, then turned around and continued walking down.
Anyway, he didn't see what was scary about this kind of painting.
He has even been to hell.
I have seen this kind of scene too many times.
Tang Kang saw Lin Chen walking down again, and he hurriedly wanted to follow, but when he walked down, he covered his eyes with his hands.
I can't bear to see that painting.
The two of them continued walking down for some distance.
Being away from the paintings, Tang Kang felt much more at peace.
He walked to the stairs and shined a bright flashlight down to see how deep it was.
"It looks like we're almost at the bottom."
Tang Kang said excitedly: "It looks like there are still two floors, and we are about to reach the end."
He thought this staircase was endless.
Tang Kang's steps were a little faster.
Now he just wants to leave this staircase quickly and doesn't want to stay here anymore.
However, when Lin Chen and Tang Kang came to the bottom floor.
The two stopped again.
Because there was an oilcloth hanging on the wall in front of them.
There seemed to be something hidden behind the oilcloth.
Tang Kang opened his eyes wide.
A painting!
The third painting!
This painting was bigger and more unique.
The previous two paintings were not blocked by the oilcloth, but this one!
The largest one, which was placed at the deepest part, was blocked by the oilcloth.
Is the thing on it too shocking?
So much so that the author dared not look at it directly.
Or is there a real living thing hidden in the painting, and as long as the oilcloth is lifted, the monster inside will escape?
Tang Kang swallowed hard and dared not think about it.
The audience in the live broadcast room were also in their throats.
The two paintings that were not blocked just now were so terrifying.
Now this one is blocked.
What will the things inside look like?
Lin Chen walked slowly to the oilcloth and reached out to grab it.
He did not pull it off immediately, but said to Tang Kang: "If you are afraid, you can close your eyes."
Tang Kang shook his head.
Probably, you shouldn't close your eyes, right?
Lin Chen lifted it up.
Crash!
The oilcloth was opened, and the painting hidden behind it was revealed to the world at this moment.
When Tang Kang saw what was on the painting, his body immediately screamed subconsciously.
"Ahhhhhh!"
This was out of his control.
It was a scream from instinct!
It was like when you were burned by fire, you would immediately retract your hand, and when you were called by the teacher in class, your heart would jump suddenly.
It was completely instinctive!
Because of the things on the painting, he felt the fear in the deepest part of his soul.
Overwhelming fear instantly spread all over his body.
His legs.
No.
His whole body instantly lost strength.
He almost knelt in front of the painting.
He was so frightened that his scalp went numb and his soul flew away. He couldn't believe what he saw.
The thing in this painting.
It was himself.
Tang Kang.
This painting was left behind many years ago. Maybe when the author painted this painting, Tang Kang was not born yet, and even his father might not have been born.
But now.
He, Tang Kang, was standing in the portrait, smiling at him!