What this means is that once you walk in, if your eyes accidentally glance in the direction of the bathroom, you will definitely have a nightmare that night.

Bai Hanhan’s face turned pale, and she was the first to leave. It was not because she didn’t want to, but because she didn’t dare.

If she was suddenly stimulated by something, she would probably die here.

Xiong Ling took a deep breath at the door, then held his breath with a purple face.

No, this taste is too strong.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that his brother Zhi was wearing a mask, and immediately gave him a look for help.

Shi Yunan looked at his eyes and understood what he meant. He took out a few masks from his backpack and distributed them to everyone.

Then everyone put on masks and prepared themselves mentally before going in.

The layout of Room 604 was similar to that of the other rooms. From a distance, they saw from the door that the flowers on the balcony were in full bloom.

After watching it, everyone left quickly. No one wanted to see what a corpse that had been rotting for several days looked like.

Coincidentally, 605 was the room where Zheng Ying lived, so I made some mental preparations before entering.

They all seemed to have tacitly ignored Zhou Jiajia's headless body on the ground.

: I have to say, this psychological endurance is really strong

: If it were me, I would definitely faint on the spot

: Me too... I seem to have smelled the stench through the screen, what about you?

: Stop talking, I can’t eat lunch anymore, help! I shouldn’t watch it during meal time

: I want to die, I really want to die, someone come and save me...

There was nothing special about Zheng Ying's room, except for her extremely miserable body. They also found some cracks on the glass door on the balcony.

The entire glass door looked like it would shatter at any time, so no one got too close to the balcony until they saw that the flowers and room layout were the same.

After quickly checking the remaining five rooms, they discovered that Room 606 had something extra that the other rooms didn't have.

That is, a blank wooden picture frame.

Room 606 is where Bai Hanhan lives, so everyone looked at Bai Hanhan.

“I saw there were no photos, so I put them away…”

"Why didn't you tell me when we looked at the room earlier?" Li Haoyu said with a frown.

"I thought you all had it in your room, and I was so scared of what it was that I chose to forget about it..." Bai Hanhan's voice became lower and lower.

Looking at the size of the wooden photo frame, Shi Yunan suddenly remembered the painting in his backpack. He took it out and put it in the photo frame.

Not too big, not too small, just the right size.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to it.

Soon, the photo frame began to change, from a picture of something incomprehensible to a happy photo of a family of three.

"This is the photo of Kawana Riko and her parents, right?" Xiong Ling walked forward, picked up the photo frame and looked at it carefully.

In the photo frame, the man is obviously a family-oriented and kind person, while the woman is petite and leans on the man with a sweet smile. The little girl is wearing a beautiful pink princess dress and sitting in her mother's arms.

The mixed-race little girl was extremely pretty and cute, with clear black and white eyes on her bright smiling face.

"This, I can't imagine that the prototype of the girl in the red cloak is her."

Bai Hanhan covered her face and said dejectedly that she simply couldn't imagine how such a cute little girl could carry an axe and kill and dismember people without blinking an eye.

"After death, he turned into a weird boss and lost all his humanity," Wu Muzhe said coldly.

No one will sympathize with the monsters. After all, they come into the dungeon either to kill the monsters or to avoid being killed by them.

In such an environment, who has the extra time to pay attention to what a monster looks like?

Because of Wu Muzhe's words, Xi Jingzhi looked at him with a deeper gaze, and an atmosphere of displeasure began to spread.

Shi Yunan immediately felt the change in Xi Jingzhi. He gently pulled the hands that they were holding tightly, which immediately attracted Xi Jingzhi's attention back.

Although he doesn't know what Xi Jingzhi's identity is in the copy, he can roughly guess that he should be the super BOSS of some copy.

So I feel unhappy after hearing those words.

But what Shi Yunan wanted to tell him was that he didn't need to care about other people's eyes and feelings, because other people were just passers-by like him and there would never be any intersection between them in his life.

But he is different. He is willing to accompany him, willing to accompany him in his limited life and love him infinitely.

When Xi Jingzhi looked at Shi Yunan, there was deep love in his eyes, and his charming fox eyes became more and more attractive.

He took Shi Yunan's hand and rubbed it gently on his cheek, showing deep attachment and dependence.

"Hey, the photo frame has changed!" The bear antelope holding the photo frame changed his expression and shouted, immediately attracting everyone's attention to the photo frame.

The photo frame was filled with black air, and the originally warm picture of a family of three suddenly turned into a picture of a man chopping his weak wife with an axe.

The little girl was kneeling on the ground helplessly and crying. There was a thunderstorm in the sky that day, with crackling raindrops as big as beans and deafening thunder.

"So that's how it is..." Shi Yunan understood.

The meaning of the painting is already very clear. The sun, rain, and rainbow symbolize the father's ever-changing mood and attitude towards them.

Why are there only two circles in the painting? Maybe they were going to draw a family of three on it. Shi Yunan guessed that the little girl might not have had time to finish drawing.

Or maybe the little girl thought that if there were only her and her mother in the family, they would not suffer those things.

She and her mother will live happily together.

As the painting continued to the end, a little boy appeared in it, but no one else recognized him.

Shi Yunan recognized that the person was Xiaokai!

"Why is there only the back of a little boy left at the end of the picture? We don't know who he is without seeing his face," Xiong Ling reached out and touched him.

The next moment, the painting and its frame caught fire for no apparent reason, and Xiong Antelope quickly threw them away.

Then it burns out and turns into ashes.

"Could it be Dada's son?" Bai Hanhan guessed.

After all, in this copy, she had only seen a little boy.

Wait! No, Bai Hanhan suddenly remembered what happened yesterday.

She slowly looked at Shi Yunan, and whispered with trembling lips: "The little boy in the painting is the little boy who was beaten yesterday, right?"

Shi Yunan was silent for a while, did not deny it, and nodded.

I thought about Xiaokai going to the hospital yesterday, and I don’t know if he is back now.

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