Cthulhu Believers Sneak Into My House, and The San Value Goes Crazy

Chen Feng noticed Behemoth's gaze.

Immediately, he stood up from his chair.

"Want to buy a painting?"

Chen Feng's voice was very gentle.

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

What he cares about is not a picture scroll.

As for him...

How to save your life is the most important thing.

Behemoth nodded sullenly.

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 why, you can see for yourself.

Chen Feng spread out the picture scroll.

In an instant, the contents of the picture scroll appeared in Behemoth's eyes.

That's a person. "Four Three Three"

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

The reason why Behemoth thinks with skepticism is because...

The face of this picture scroll has no facial features at all.

The other party 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 being stuck in the endless corridor and never able to escape.

Chen Feng introduced this picture scroll:

"It was received a long time ago."

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

"I'm not going to force buy or sell, I said, there are many paintings here, you can try to choose your own."

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

But at this moment, Behemoth seemed to be glued to the picture scroll, and his eyes could not be removed from it at all.

The most terrifying thing is...

In the process of constantly watching, the picture scroll seems to have become a mirror, slowly becoming the appearance of Behemoth.

Behemoth's heart froze for a while, as a true god, even his breathing became cramped.

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

But He didn't feel the slightest comfort, because the faceless face on the scroll had clearly changed into his own appearance!

Moreover, the other party is still laughing at himself.

The corners of the mouth are grinned, the eyes are wide open, and the skin is full of texture.

Only there is no breath of life.

Rather than life, it's better to say...

The other side is a horror wax figure.

But at the same time as Behemos stared at the other party, the figure in the picture scroll was also staring directly at Behemos.

His expression did not change, but his eyes only rolled.

As a devil, Behemoth has grown up in a place like purgatory, what strange and evil things have he never seen?

Only the scene at this time made Behemoth feel an inexplicable irritability in his heart.

He wants to escape.

Whether it was the boss beside him or the figure in the picture that looked like a wax figure, Behemoth's fear increased.

He couldn't help but take a step back.

But this is the step.

The scene in Behemoth's eyes changed in an instant.

The environment He was in was no longer a shop, but was wrapped in white.

Not so much the room.

It might as well be an exhibition room.

Dedicated to the exhibition Berhermos 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, wherever he can see, he is in the shop.

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

look at yourself...

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

No wonder he felt so familiar here.

He actually came into the picture scroll!

On the face of "self" in his eyes, a smile slowly sketched out.

Cold and silent.

There is no vitality.

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

"Do not!"

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 0...

Depressed, hopeless.

Terrifying emotions, like a tsunami, instantly drowned Behemoth's heart.

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

"How? Would you like to see other paintings?

Behemoth returned to the shop.

Everything seems to be an illusion.

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

The other party looked straight at him.

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

Although he escaped, Behemoth was still full of nervousness.

The two calves couldn't even bend, couldn't straighten.

Because as long as it is stretched, the body is like a sieve, and it starts to shake.

"soul!""

"This picture scroll has the ability to absorb souls!

"The most terrifying thing is that he has already completed the bondage, no matter what the reason is to leave here..."

"I will be ingested in it in an instant, and I will live forever."

This kind of punishment, in a sense, is more terrifying than death.

"Are you all right?"

Looking at the sluggish Beihemos, Chen Feng asked.

"No... no matter 0.4!"

Behemoth knew that all this was a game that the other side gave him.

Where in the world is there such a coincidence?

This picture scroll happened to appear on the shelf.

And he just focused his attention on the picture scroll.

The boss opened it with great cooperation and exposed it in front of him.

"Introduce others?"

Behemoth thought of the other party's previous rhetoric, and suddenly began to shake his head.

"No. 35

Behemoth categorically rejected Chen Feng's suggestion.

His neck was like a stuck cog, and each rotation took a long time.

But Behemoth knew that now was not the time for cowardice.

Taking a deep breath, Behemoth said:

"Boss, make an offer.

"I want this painting.