Believers of evil gods sneaked into my house, and san value went crazy

therefore……

He substituted a depraved condition.

If it were me, how would I choose in the face of this despair.

Proud to lose everything or...

Despicable inferiority, loss of freedom?

Behemoth was stunned.

As soon as this idea appeared, a voice sounded in my heart.

"Choose the latter and lose your freedom."

…………

He can't let go of everything he has now, so...

He made the same choice as Fall.

"It's ironic."

Behemoth shook his head, and for a moment, he was so upset that he didn't know what to say.

"Another one with no money?"

On the other hand, when Chen Feng saw Behemoth's state, he undoubtedly had an answer in his heart.

As the owner of a grocery store, Chen Feng has always been Buddhist.

Several times the customer did not bring any money, but he accepted the other party's request for barter.

Appreciation of products was originally a meaningful thing for Chen Feng.

Chen Feng had no intention of hitting the opponent, but said:

"You can take a look at it as you like, even if you don't bring any money."

"I accept barter here."

"As long as you can come up with something of equal value."

Hearing this sentence for the first time, Behemoth was extremely confused.

He didn't know what the words meant.

But obviously...

The other party gave himself a chance.

Just like the watchdog outside, Behemoth must seize this unique opportunity if he wants to survive.

Behemoth forced a smile on the corner of his mouth, and nodded.

then……

He turned his head to the shelves displayed all around.

Behemoth didn't have the mind to choose, but he fixed his eyes on a certain area randomly like a dementia.

There was a roll there.

It looks like the item is a...

Calligraphy and painting?Knife.

Chapter 280 The Ninth Strange Picture Scroll, The Ingested Soul! 【Subscribe】

Chen Feng noticed Behemoth's gaze.

Immediately, he stood up from the chair.

"Want to buy a painting?"

Chen Feng's voice was very gentle.

But in Behemoth's ears, it sounded like thunder, directly resounding.

What he minds is not the picture scroll.

As far as he is concerned...

How to save life is the most important thing.

Behemoth nodded dully.

On the other hand, Chen Feng also took the scroll off the shelf.

While spreading it out, he opened his mouth and said:

"I paint a lot here, but I don't actually recommend this one."

"As for the reason, you can see for yourself."

Chen Feng spread out the scroll.

In an instant, the content on the scroll appeared in Behemos' eyes.

That's one person. "six six three"

Wearing a suit, judging from the skeleton, it should be a man.

The reason why Behemoth thought with doubts was because...

On the face of this scroll, there are no facial features at all.

The opponent has only one organ and no head.

As for the background of the picture scroll, it is also pale white, giving people a sense of déjà vu, stuck in the endless corridor, never being able to escape.

Chen Feng introduced this scroll:

"This is the goods received a long time ago."

"Perhaps the artist accidentally left it behind before he had time to paint the face. Therefore, this is a faceless man."

"I don't intend to buy or sell by force. As I said, there are many paintings here. You can try to pick them yourself."

Chen Feng's voice appeared in Behemoth's ears.

But at this moment, Behemoth seemed to be glued to the scroll, and he couldn't move his eyes away from it.

The most terrifying thing is...

In the process of constant staring, the picture scroll seemed to have turned into a mirror, slowly changing into the appearance of Behemoth.

Behemoth's heart skipped a beat. As a true god, even his breathing became cramped.

At this moment, Behemoth's closed thoughts once again occupied his mind.

But he didn't feel at all at ease, because the faceless on the scroll had clearly changed into his own image!

Moreover, the other party is still laughing at himself.

Grinning mouth, round eyes, skin full of texture.

Only there is no breath of life.

It's not so much life as it is...

The opponent is a horrible wax figure.

But at the same time that Behemoth was staring at him, the figure in the picture scroll was also staring straight at Behemoth.

The expression didn't change, but the eyes just turned around.

As a devil, Behemoth has grown up in a place like purgatory. What weird and evil things haven't he seen?

Only the scene at this moment made Behemoth inexplicably agitated.

He wants to escape.

Behemoth's fear increased, whether it was the boss at the side or the figure that looked like a wax figure in the scroll.

He couldn't help but took a step back.

But this is the step.

The scene in Behemoth's eyes changed instantly.

His environment is no longer a shop, but is wrapped in white.

Not so much the room.

It might as well be an exhibition room.

Dedicated to the exhibition Behemoth located here.

Behemoth was a little dazed, but inexplicably felt that everything around him was extremely familiar, as if he had seen it before.

then……

His eyes were like a river, with ripples appearing.

immediately……

He saw himself again.

However, as far as the eyes can see, he is in the shop.

And the "boss" who controlled the time looked at him calmly.

looking at myself...

Behemoth thought of something, and his pupils shrank into a thread at this moment.

No wonder he felt this place was so familiar.

He actually came to the picture scroll!

On the face of "myself" in the eyes, a smile was slowly outlined.

Cold and silent.

There is no life at all.

The other party just looked at him directly, as if showing himself a new body.

"No!"

Behemoth wanted to break free, but to no avail.

This is an independent world.

Unless the outside world destroys it, Behemoth will be trapped inside for countless years.

There is no time, no day and night, there is only a pale background, and even the range of activities is only a few meters...

Depressed, desperate.

Terrible emotions, like a tsunami, flooded Behemoth's heart in an instant.

And just when he was in a daze, a voice suddenly appeared beside him:

"How about it? Do you want to see other paintings?"

Behemoth returned to the shop.

Everything seems to be an illusion.

Behemoth couldn't help but look up, and instantly bumped into the figure on the scroll.

The other party looked straight at him.

The smile on his face seemed to be able to grab Behemoth in at any time and exchange them with each other.

Even though he escaped, Behemoth was still full of tension in his mind.

The two calves could not even be bent or straightened.

Because as soon as it is stretched, the body is like a sieve, and it starts to shake non-stop.

"soul!"

"This picture scroll actually has the ability to absorb souls!"

"The most frightening thing is that He has already completed the bondage, leaving here for whatever reason..."