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The beauty in the painting, who looks exactly like Ming Yiyi, has a demure smile, but from this painting, Huai Zhiheng can clearly feel the curse-like malice.
"Yes, yes! That's it! I always felt that something was not right. I clearly remember that this painting was hung upside down in the toilet. Why did it come out Fortunately, we didn't notice it just now. It shouldn't be." Mao Chengping said suddenly.
After being illuminated by Huai Zhiheng, this painting was finally brought back to the light from the blind spot of human vision.
"Obviously this painting is so conspicuous, but just now everyone turned a blind eye to it.
The audience in the live broadcast room did not wake up until this moment, and the paranormal enthusiasts were extremely excited: After leaving the room, no one had time to come back. How could this painting be brought back from the toilet and hung on the wall? Could it be that he walked back by himself? Supernatural phenomenon! This is definitely a supernatural phenomenon!
However, some people speculate that the hotel owner hung it back up after cleaning the room. It may even be that someone did it deliberately when the screen was black. There are so many time points to do such a small thing, what kind of supernatural phenomenon can it be?
The comments and barrage parties held different opinions and were very quarrelsome.
At this time, Xu Yan frowned and said, "Is this painting different from before?"
He was deeply impressed by this painting, although it was not a good impression.
"It's a mirror!" Long Aotian said with certainty, "She didn't have a mirror in her hand before, but now she's holding a mirror facing us, as if she was about to release something."
During this period, everyone went to take another look in 302 and found that the original mirror painting had disappeared, replaced by a combination of the two paintings in 301 of a beautiful woman holding a mirror.
Ming Shu frowned, and after much thought, the best way was to burn the painting.
After he proposed this method, everyone responded unanimously, but thinking of the weird hotel owner downstairs, no one dared to burn the painting rashly.
"Ah? Burning the painting? That's not possible. That painting is priceless. Even if you sacrifice your lives for this one painting, I still can't afford it But after you leave your lives here, I can. Consider burning the paintings for you. Guys, it¡¯s not up to me to decide whether this deal is worth it or not, it¡¯s up to you.¡±
After the hotel owner finished speaking, he hummed a few more tuneless lyrics: "Die under the peony flowers, even if you are a ghost, you will be romantic. If you are stunned, you will regret it. Just do it~"
Huaizhiheng nodded slightly, knowing that the other party was too lazy to reason with him, so he waved his hands and said, "In our opinion, this deal is not a good deal. Don't worry, boss, we won't break anything."
"If you have nothing to do, don't talk to me." The hotel owner soon got tired of communicating with them, and gave them a stiff smile to stop them.
Everyone was driven back just like that. Long Aotian curled his lips with an ugly expression, poked at the woman in the painting who was 99% similar to Ming Yiyi, and rolled his eyes:
"High forehead, sharp and thin chin, long brow bones, narrow yintang, and very thin lips. She is beautiful, but this woman's face is simply a model of meanness. Maybe one of us has committed a crime. After returning, We must collectively wash ourselves with grapefruit leaves.¡±
"This is no longer a criticism of Sang Huai, but a criticism of others. Many fans of Ming Yiyi began to accuse Long Aotian, but some people who can read faces know that what he said is not wrong at all.
As the saying goes, appearance comes from the heart. Some people are indeed ugly, but their faces actually show their generous nature; some people, like Ming Yiyi, are so beautiful that they are flawless, but it is difficult for knowledgeable people to have a good impression of them, just because of their mean faces.
The woman in the painting seems to be able to hear the movements of the outside world. Her smile has not changed, but the overall feeling is just four words: malicious.
The time soon came to the next night. The live broadcast turned off on time at nine o'clock, and everyone returned to their rooms to rest in twos and threes.
After turning off the light, the portrait woman locked in the toilet finally revealed her ferocious true appearance.
Her fair and translucent skin instantly turned blue and purple, and her plump cheeks shrank and sunken, revealing her true nature of meanness and resentment. She raised the mirror in her hand, and a wet water ghost crawled out of it.
The water ghost's body was swollen from the water, his hair was hanging down like water grass, and the handle of the toilet was unscrewed. His first target was to hit the sleeping person on the floor.
The red quilt was rising and falling, and the malice in the water ghost's eyes became more intense. His swollen face looked extremely ferocious after revealing an ugly smile. He lifted the quilt
Then I met a pair of people who seemed to be emotionallyThe evil ghost disappeared amidst the shrill wails. When countless viewers were exhausted and ready to fall asleep after accompanying Hua Zhiheng and others all night, something even more terrifying happened.
The entire hotel began to decay and weather at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the scene that originally took a hundred years to record was sped up countless times, allowing everyone to see such a horrifying scene in just one minute.
"Leave here immediately, don't worry about your luggage!"
Huaizhiheng gave a calm order, and everyone decisively gave up the clothes in their hiking bags. They naturally carried ID cards, wallets and other things with them.
The hotel owner was sitting at the front desk. The corruption in the hotel made him feel very good, and he even rarely said hello to Hua Zhiheng.
"Boy, if we meet again in the future, I will twist your head off before you cause trouble for me. So you better pray and never meet me."
As soon as everyone stepped out of the hotel, a huge beam collapsed. In Huai Zhiheng's sight, the fat figure of the hotel owner was elongated into a young man with a blurred face.
"Boom¡ª¡ª"
The entire hotel collapsed completely, and the surrounding houses fell like dominoes. This demolition scene made everyone take a breath.
After about ten minutes, the scene finally returned to calm amid the dust.
The four people stood at the entrance of the village in disgrace, looking blankly at the deserted village. Naturally, all the farmers cultivating in the fields disappeared.
Wait, four people?
"Where is Mr. Huai?" Long Aotian's expression changed. The dust was worse than the haze just now, and the visibility was extremely low. They didn't even notice that there was no one around them.
Mingshu thought for a moment, then touched his trouser pocket and found a piece of paper in his hand, with two words written on it in strong and powerful characters: Goodbye.
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