Chapter 54

'cocoon of an insect'!

This is the name of the gallery.

Because of a terrible accident, the whole gallery has been blocked and police officers are patrolling nearby.

When the carriage stopped, rod and Sulu jumped down and looked at the dark buildings with some palpitations.

"Remember... You can't see that cursed painting! If you remember the devil portrait... Maybe the curse will come to you next time!"

Rod took out two pieces of black cloth, covered his eyes, and gave the rest to Sulu.

"This dress is more like a demon hunter!"

Su Lu Tucao, blindfolded, inspired by the radar, make complaints about the outline of the objects around ten meters.

"Although the curse spirit here is not a real demon from the abyss, it is also arranged by a very powerful demon professional!"

Rod sniffed: "even if the other party has left for a long time, I still smell a strong smell of demons in the air!"

"Why do you think the demon professional has left?" Asked Sulu.

"Because if the other person is still there, the devil power in my body has begun to tremble instinctively. In fact... Now I really feel a little." Luo de replied sincerely, "do you have any questions?"

"No more!"

Seeing that the police officer had finished negotiating with Ms. Xiling's housekeeper, they rushed into the gallery one by one.

Bang!

The dusty door was opened, and Sulu immediately felt the terror inside.

"Fortunately, the environment has not been completely changed and closed!" Rod took a deep breath. "Shall we go in?"

The characteristic of the cursed spirit is that once the law of killing is understood, ordinary people are likely to survive, because it is only a rigid procedure.

But it does not rule out the possibility that demon programmers suddenly tamper with rules or mutate themselves.

For Sulu and rod, the risk at this time is barely acceptable.

As they stepped into the gallery, the surrounding environment changed suddenly, and all the noise outside turned into silence, as if they had come to another world.

This is the ability of spiritual bodies to affect their surroundings.

According to the records in the book of demon hunting, the most dangerous spirit body can even attract the souls of ordinary people in the spirit world and create tragedies.

In the misty darkness, the corridor was long and seemed to have no end.

Because they didn't know which painting was cursed, they both covered their eyes, but it didn't affect anything.

Sulu replaced vision with pure inspiration, while rod seemed specially trained to determine the surrounding terrain with a walking stick.

"Come with me!"

Sulu took the lead and examined the surroundings quickly.

Although the inspiration could not be detailed enough to make everything around clear, the general terrain and obstacles appeared in front of him.

Even the oil painting on the wall can see some outline if he focuses, but he certainly won't deliberately look for the curse and let it on his upper body.

It's not fun to fight with such a spirit.

After turning a corner, Sulu suddenly sighed.

In his perception, a body lay on the ground a few meters ahead.

"Bloody? Dead?" Rod sniffed. "Mrs. hilling?"

"It's her!"

How can the speed of the carriage catch up with the spirit body? The two have been prepared for this.

But at this time, Mrs. Xiling no longer had the beautiful feeling before.

Her beautiful eyes completely lost color, her head was separated from her body, and blood flowed under the body.

"Which one is the oil painting on site? Look at the introduction, don't look at the oil painting itself!" Rod murmured.

"This exhibition hall is..."

Sulu was inspired and found the nameplate: "the work of painter Robert - the man in the dusk!"

"This painting is likely to be cursed. Let's go!"

Rod knocked on the ground with his walking stick: "determine the source of the curse. We can hand over the task. The rest can be taken over by the goddess Church..."

"Wait a minute!"

At this time, Sulu found again: "there... Are people over there!"

He turned around and came to another exhibition hall.

In the center, there is a girl, the girl he is very familiar with - Molly!

Molly Aibo looked terrible at this time.

Or she's already a body.

In addition, his eyes were dug, his facial features flowed black congestion, his hands pinched his neck, and his tongue was spitting out.

"There was blood on her fingers... She dug out her eyes, pierced her ears, and finally strangled herself..."

Sulu felt a chill.

It is beyond his imagination to defeat a person's most instinctive sense of survival.

"Hehe... I smell the smell of sulfur, candle burning and essential oil incense... She's having a ceremony?"

Rod suddenly sneered.

"Indeed..."

Sulu observed and found that there were other arrangements: "what's going on?"

"Obviously... There is more than one horror in this gallery!"

Rhode Road: "She should have come here for the man in the dusk, to untie the seal of the cursed spirit, to curse someone, such as you! But... The cursed spirit can not be manipulated by ordinary people and low-level supernatural people. She failed. The cursed spirit broke through the seal and began to kill wildly. In order to save herself, she held a ceremony of praying to the devil! Then, it was What you see... "

"She may have seen... The real devil!"

The devil is equal to an evil god and cannot be looked at directly. Even its abyss language is an extremely terrible thing for low-level supernatural people.

"This little girl really won the grand prize. She must be the dependents of the God of bad luck... If this statue exists."

Rod added, "you've been looking for her. I hope she can solve some of your problems. Unfortunately, she's dead!"

Although the [psychic medium] can make the dead speak, Sulu has no such idea at this time.

Even if Molly can succeed in channeling, her spirit must be polluted by demons. Channeling is to die.

Sulu can fully imagine the scene at that time - the girl was trapped in the gallery and had to pray to the devil in the face of the curse spirit who constantly killed and claimed her life. Originally, she only prayed for shelter, but the great and unspeakable existence in the abyss was so generous this time, revealing her true face, perhaps accompanied by a terrible and polluting whisper, What the seven gods and their followers call "filthy language" and "abyss whisper"!

The unspeakable terror went directly into the girl's brain and destroyed her reason. Even some self-help means of closing her facial features were useless.

Finally, she strangled herself!

Even Su Lu, and even other extraordinary people, have to be planted in such a situation!

"Obviously, it's just the most common prayer ceremony..."

Sulu murmured incredulously.

"Who knows? The devil won't reason with you!"

Rod shrugged his shoulders. The abyss devil was an incomprehensible existence: "now, the danger of this place has exceeded my imagination. We must leave immediately!"