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Chapter 157 The Weird Face in the Painting

Gu An and He Bing walked out of room 104 in turn.

There was a dead silence in the empty corridor, only the voice-activated lights were flickering.

Gu An has been here for so long, but every time the voice-activated light goes out, he always feels as if something is approaching in the darkness.

This feeling, even now, still has not disappeared.

But he doesn't care about it now.

For now, all he has to do is visit two other households.

These two families are very special, as if they would never come out to take a look no matter how much noise there is in other rooms or in the corridor, as if they would never leave their house.

They were unwilling to come out, so Gu An had no choice but to take the initiative.

First, he set his target on Room 102.

Standing under the door, looking at the bright red sign, Gu An raised his hand, and hesitated again when he was about to knock on the door.

I don't know the situation of 102 yet, and I don't know what kind of temper the head of the household has. If he knocks on the door rashly, what should I do if the other party immediately kills me?
Wouldn't it be a waste of time to reload the file here?

No, this is too dangerous...

Gu An thought about it carefully, and then looked at He Bing cautiously: "Sister, you have lived here for a long time, and you must have some feelings and familiarity with each other. You should knock on the door..."

After finishing speaking, Gu An quietly retreated behind He Bing, gently pushed her to the door, and then knocked on the door of Room 102.

He Bing stood in front of Gate 102 with his neck tilted, not saying a word, only confusion in his white eyes.

Gu An knocked on the door and said softly: "Hello, is anyone home? We are the heads of households 101 and 104, and we came here specially to pay a visit. Please don't mind if I disturb you..."

The knock on the door was not loud, but it echoed clearly in the corridor.

Gu An repeated the call over and over again.

After a while, the door finally opened.

There was a harsh clicking sound, and behind the security door stood an uncle who looked about 40 years old.

Gu An was a little shocked, because this uncle was weird compared to others, except for his eyeballs which were a pair of dead fish eyes, the surface of his body looked clean without any trace of rot.

If you didn't look into its eyes, you would even take him for a human.

However, the other party has a strong smell.

Gu An felt that the smell was very familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was.

This smell covered up most of the putrid and bloody smell on Weird's body.

The middle-aged uncle standing behind the anti-theft door ignored Gu An and He Bing. It was expressionless, and behind it was a dark room, but it did not pull all the curtains to death like He Bing did.

Apparently, he's not anti-photosensitive.

But such a weird person who doesn't hate light has stayed in the house for so long and never stepped out.

Gu An was very curious, but there was still a gentle smile on his face: "Hello, big brother, my name is Gu An, and I am the head of household 104. This is my sister He Bing, the head of household 101. We are all neighbors." , please take care of me."

The middle-aged uncle standing behind the door didn't speak, it backed away slowly, preparing to close the door.

Looks like it doesn't like dealing with people...

Seeing this scene, Gu An hurriedly reached the door of the house with one hand, and said: "Brother, we are all neighbors, we can get to know each other, and we can take care of each other when we encounter problems in the future. Moreover, this apartment is not peaceful at all. It's hard to survive on your own..."

"I believe you have heard the movement these days. Even though the apartment was very quiet before, accidents have happened frequently these days. Brother, you think that when you encounter new accidents, you can still stay in the house alone like now without any worries. ?"

The head of the household in the happy family community is different from the weirdness encountered outside.

The weirdness outside is basically violent thoughts, and the first thought when seeing human beings is to kill.

In the community, these heads of households, more or less, still retain a trace of humanity.

Gu An tried to communicate with them, explaining their interests, not doing useless efforts.

If it was simply crushing, he could have summoned his family to come out and force their way into the house, but this would be a bad start, and it would be difficult to unite the heads of the entire apartment in the future.

When the middle-aged uncle heard Gu An's words, he obviously hesitated. Instead of rushing to close the door, he turned around slowly and walked towards the house.

It can be seen that although he didn't speak, if he didn't close the door, it meant that Gu An was allowed to enter.

Gu An smiled, and opened the iron window door outside the anti-theft door, while looking at the situation inside the house.

When the middle-aged uncle turned around, Gu An was taken aback.

It's weird, it's still weird...

This guy, who looked almost human from the front, had all kinds of paintbrushes stuck on his back at this time, and each paintbrush was randomly inserted on the back of the head and above the spine.

These paintbrushes are like a sharp blade inserted between the bones, and the entire back has been stained red with blood.

The middle-aged uncle walked into the house. It seemed that because there were too many brushes on his back, he walked very slowly, as if he was dragging. Every time he left the original place, drops of blood would fall there, soaking a piece of paint. piece of floor.

The blood splotches on the floor looked like spots, constantly covering the original bloodstains.

"This seems to be a painter. The strong smell I smelled just now should be the smell of dye used in painting..."

Seeing this scene, Gu An immediately understood what the smell he smelled just now was.

At the same time, he also opened the iron window and entered the house with He Bing.

The light in the room is much better than that of He Bing's Room 101, at least it is daytime now, and there is more or less dim light coming in from the windows.

Gu An still lit the lighter to brighten the room.

He immediately went to look at the watch of the head of household behind the door.

The word Zhang Sheng was clearly written in the blood-red handwriting.

The head of the 102 household is Zhang Sheng.

It is the same as the information I got, but the information does not say that Zhang Sheng is a painter.

There is very little information about Zhang Sheng. It only said that Zhang Sheng was suspected of social fear and often locked himself in the house. People in the whole community rarely saw him leave the house. Basically, he only went out once a month. species of people.

Every time I go home, I also carry a big black bag in my hand. No one knows what is in it, and no residents care about it.

The floor of 102 was full of traces of Zhang Sheng's walking time, and blood was flowing from his back, so wherever he passed, the floor of the house would be soaked in blood, and the blood flowers that could be seen everywhere gave off a strange smell.

Zhang Sheng is a painter. At this time, his house is full of drawing boards.

Some are more improvised, painting directly on the wall.

And the dyes of these paintings are all blood...

It is using its own blood as a dye.

Gu An looked at the brushes on Zhang Sheng's back and immediately guessed the possibility.

This Zhang Sheng retains some of his humanity. Although he looks terrifying, in fact he will not take the initiative to cause any harm to others.

To be precise, it is an art ghost...

Zhang Sheng didn't speak after entering the room, just stood in front of his work in a daze.

Gu An took a look at the paintings on the wall. At first, he just glanced casually, but in the end he couldn't help but look a few more times, and then he sank deeper and deeper...

The paintings on the wall, combined, seem to be telling a story...

When Gu An looked at these paintings, he actually understood them.

Zhang Sheng's painting skills are very powerful, and these paintings that use blood as dye are vividly portrayed by him.

First of all, in the first painting, a man is sitting at a table, drawing seriously.

From various angles, it is easy to recognize this man as Zhang Sheng himself.

The background of the painting is this house.

Zhang Sheng is drawing out his own experience.

In the second picture, Zhang Sheng held a short knife and separated his skin. Blood was flowing continuously. He calmly took his own blood with a dye basin.

In the third picture, Zhang Sheng continued to paint with these special dyes. Moreover, he was so inspired that he made several paintings in a row. It could be seen that this special dye stimulated his nerves.

Zhang Sheng is indeed a painter, but he is a crazy painter.

This is the positioning given by Gu An after reading the first few paintings.

People who use their own blood as dye are not lunatics. Of course, for some paranoid artists, they are just dedicating themselves to art.

Gu An continued to look back.

The following paintings are some of Zhang Sheng's experiences, but his experiences are basically in the house.

The only thing is that he left the community once in the middle to go shopping outside, and he drew some other people, which should be the citizens on the street.

However, the faces of these citizens are horribly drawn by it, because what kind of citizens are these, they look more like scary and weird...

Because Zhang Sheng has social fear, the citizens outside are actually devils to him?

Gu An guessed like this, and then continued to read.

What followed was a relatively boring and monotonous experience. At the end, Gu An was taken aback because he saw himself in a painting...

I appear in the painting?
Why is this routine so similar to everything I experienced in Gulan Village...

Gu An once again thought of the world in the painting of Gulan Village.

Later, at the principal's place, he encountered the painting of Gulan Village again, and now, although it was not the painting of Gulan Village, he became the person in the painting again.

But this time the person in the painting is not a curse similar to Gulan Village, he is still fine and has not been affected.

The only strange thing is that he and Zhang Sheng have never met before, so why can he draw himself?

This painting is very old, and it may even be a product of 12 years ago. Is it possible that I appeared 12 years ago?
Gu An frowned tightly, this matter became more and more weird.

The most important thing is that there are no clues to check for myself.

So, he looked at Zhang Sheng and asked, "Brother Zhang, why is this painting of me? Have we met before?"

Hearing Gu An's words, Zhang Sheng gave him a dull look, then ignored him, turned his head again, pulled out a paintbrush from his back, and blood splashed all over the floor.

It took the pen and started painting again, as if it was completing a new work.

Zhang Sheng couldn't communicate with himself, or in other words, he didn't want to communicate with himself at all...

Gu An knew that there was nothing more to ask from Zhang Sheng's mouth, so he continued to look at the painting.

The next painting is obviously the scene after the explosion in the community.

Because the happy family community has been dilapidated and turned into a pile of ruins, and the playground also appeared in the painting.

This shows that Zhang Sheng has left the house after becoming weird, and has also been to the playground.

Then, the first floor of the community appeared in Zhang Sheng's works, which is the floor where he is now.

Zhang Sheng painted from the perspective of entering the corridor of the community.

101, 102, 103, 104, this floor and the four rooms are all displayed in the painting, every stroke and every detail is no different from reality.

Zhang Sheng's painting skills can be described as superb.

When Gu An continued to read, the paintings behind were gone. Zhang Sheng only painted the first layer of everything in the Xingfu family community, and there were no remaining layers.

This shows that Zhang Sheng has never been to other layers, or it is afraid and dare not go...

Gu An silently looked at Zhang Sheng. This guy is painting, and what's more, the painting is actually himself and He Bing.

This scene was drawn from Zhang Sheng's perspective.

In the painting, Zhang Sheng is looking at himself and He Bing.

The background is a dark, empty hallway with room 101 behind it.

Zhang Sheng's painting skills are very fine and perfect, and he and He Bing are painted very vividly, just like a photo.

It hasn't stopped yet, and is still painting, as if making up some details.

This Zhang Sheng loves painting very much, if you want to make friends with it, you can start from this aspect.

For example, if it likes it, bring in the paintings of some masters outside to attract its attention?
Uh... But if it really valued that master's work, would it sneak out in the middle of the night to find that master and make friends with it?

Gu An meditated silently, and continued to look at Zhang Sheng's painting out of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, he froze...

Because, in the painting, he saw behind himself.

Not just Room 101.

Behind him, there is still some dense fog. The appearance of the dense fog seems to be a strange face. On the position of his shoulders, there are also hands, which seem to be planning to grab him...

Gu An suddenly thought that in the corridor, every time the voice-activated lights were turned off, he felt that there was an existence in the dark that had been peeping at him. Now, Zhang Sheng seemed to describe the scene behind him in the form of a painting. out.

Zhang Sheng, this painter who seems to have a mental problem, should now be called a weird painter with a mental problem. He can see existences that ordinary people cannot see.

And, it can also remember these existences and keep them in the painting.

Gu An looked at the painting, and the grimaces in the painting seemed to be alive, and they might jump out of it at any time. He was thinking that he had stayed in this apartment for so long and walked through the corridor countless times, which also meant that , this grimace has followed me for a long time...

(End of this chapter)