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Chapter 196 Black and White Photos (Please Subscribe!)

After a moment of hesitation, Lu Feng still stepped forward and entered the hall of the old house.

Because it has been closed all year round, lifeless, and out of the sky, the hall is not only damp, but also has a musty smell and a dead silence.

The floor was messy everywhere, some garbage was piled in the corners, and a lot of moss had grown on the wooden furniture.

Although there was no light, Lu Feng had already seen the situation in the hall almost.

Unlike the old houses in Youcheng City, this house does not have any frightening sights for the time being.

A strong wind was blowing outside the courtyard, and there seemed to be a large number of evil spirits hiding in the dense forest, roaring at the old house.

Turning a blind eye to everything outside, Lu Feng found the stairs leading to the second floor and walked towards the second floor.

The situation on the second floor was similar to that on the first floor. There was a thick layer of dust on the ground. It could be seen that no one had visited the house for a long time.

However, Lu Feng found a curtain on the second floor.

The curtain is huge, black, hanging on one wall, blocking the entire wall.

Looking at the curtain, Lu Feng came to a conclusion that it wasn't something that the house originally had.

It wasn't there...it was added later.

Squinting his eyes, Lu Feng took two steps forward and tore open the huge curtain.

The curtain fell, revealing the scene inside.

This is a mural, carved on the entire wall.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, limbs and arms.

Just looking at the mural, one can feel that this is a painting that contains a strong evil spirit.

This kind of mural, as long as the owner is not a fool, it is impossible to carve it on the wall of the home.

Therefore, the painting was added later.

Seeing this painting, Lu Feng somehow felt familiar.

He remembered that in a house in the urban area, he once saw a painting, which was very similar to the mural in front of him.

What is the connection between the two?
If it was said that there was nothing to do with it, even if Lu Feng was killed, he wouldn't believe it.

He could feel that there seemed to be an invisible big hand behind all of this, silently manipulating all of this in a dark place that no one could see.

It's just... what do they want?
Lu Feng has been thinking about this question.

Not long after he lifted the curtain, the originally quiet old house suddenly changed.

A burst of noise appeared inside the originally empty house.

Hearing these voices, Lu Feng knew that the rumors outside were not wrong, and that the house was indeed a little weird at night.

This sound should have been overheard by passers-by.

There was a human voice in the abandoned old house that was supposed to be unoccupied, no wonder the outside world was buzzing.

The source of the sound was in a room with the door ajar, leaving a gap.

After thinking about it, Lu Feng was also very curious about what the people in the room were talking about.

So, he took two steps forward and came to the half-covered door.

The voice inside the door didn't say anything specifically, it was more like some disorganized voices.

Lu Feng didn't rush to push the door, he wanted to see how patient these people were.

However, just because Lu Feng didn't intend to push the door, doesn't mean the door won't move by itself.

creak...

The door, which was already ajar, slowly opened towards the inside.

As the door opened, the scene inside was revealed.

There are people in the room.

Five people.

Four men and one woman.

There should be no one in the deserted villa, including Lu Feng, now there are six people.

It seemed that Lu Feng's arrival had disturbed them.

All the people in the room suddenly looked at Lu Feng in unison, their faces were cold.

Each of them actually held a photo in their hands, the photo was black and white, it was a photo of the dead that only the dead would take!
With the help of the night light coming in from the window, Lu Feng could barely see the portrait on the photo...

After seeing clearly, he suddenly trembled.

The person in the black and white photo of the dead... turned out to be me? !
Lu Feng looked at the five people holding the photos of the dead. After being shocked, his eyes flashed inexplicably.

"You... know me?"

No one answered.

But Lu Feng already knew the answer, they, or the person who gave them this photo, must know himself.

Otherwise, why would you deliberately print a photo of your own dead person?
Is this... wanting to die?

He took a direct step and rushed towards the five people holding black and white photos of the dead like a tiger, like a fierce tiger entering a flock of sheep, rampaging, turning the people hit by these strange people on their backs, falling down and flying upside down.

Boom!Bang bang bang bang!

After a while, only Lu Feng was left standing in the room.

The five people with cold, dead faces looked at each other, threw away the photos in their hands, roared, and rushed towards Lu Feng one after another, bringing up gusts of sinister wind.

There was no movement in his eyes. Lu Feng stretched out his fist and punched five times in a row. The fierce wind of the fist was stirring in the room, intertwined and confronted with the dark wind.

Collapsing Mountain Fist!
what! !

A series of screams sounded, and the five ghosts who rushed up were wiped out almost instantly.

[Get absorbable energy 41! 】

[Get absorbable energy 46! 】

[Get absorbable energy...]

A series of five beeps will appear.

The five ghosts died and dissipated, and the room returned to silence, leaving only Lu Feng alone.

Just as Lu Feng was about to pick up a photo on the ground and take a good look at it, a cold voice slowly appeared.

"You are not the fourth floor of the yellow class."

Hearing this, Lu Feng remained calm on the surface, but was taken aback secretly.

Now that these people have printed their own photos, they should know themselves better. They are not the fourth floor of the yellow class!
Feeling puzzled in his heart, Lu Feng didn't show it, nor did he speak.

At this time, there was nothing in the room except Lu Feng.

desolate.

Lu Feng glanced twice, and found that there was a table in the innermost part of the room.

The table was also covered with a black curtain.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Lu Feng took two steps forward and lifted the curtain.

Under the curtain, there were six photos.

The photos are all in black and white, and five of them are the nameless ghosts that Lu Feng killed before.

The sixth one originally had no content.

Under Lu Feng's gaze, a figure actually appeared on it.

It's Lu Feng!
Ordinary people will definitely panic when they see themselves appearing in a photo of a dead person.

But Lu Feng snorted coldly and said, "Pretending to be a ghost!
Then, he punched the photo of the dead man.

He wanted to see what was so weird about the photos of dead people.

A punch blasted out, but no feedback came from hitting any object.

In the photo of the dead man, a hand actually protruded out and collided with Lu Feng's fist. The wind was mixed with the wind, and the whole room was like a group of demons dancing wildly.

"This is your photo, hitting it is tantamount to hitting yourself."

A burst of dry words followed from inside the photo.

In the dark night, in a deserted old house, a black and white photo of a dead person can speak out.

(End of this chapter)