Strange national destiny: My Chinese-style horror scares the world

"Da da da……"

Su Yi walked in the darkness,

He found that the walls of his room had become translucent, and even his body could pass through them, completing the legendary wall-walking.

He realized that he was no longer in the real world, but had come to the real underworld.

But the strange thing was that the ground beneath his feet was still walkable.

Apart from this, the only thing that can have a physical body in the underworld is the strange landscape painting on the wall.

But this thing has also changed. The original brushstrokes have changed greatly, and the people in the painting have all become hideous and terrifying.

Originally, a woodcutter holding an axe and carrying a basket on his back going up the mountain to chop wood was a very normal image.

But in the netherworld illuminated by the strange lantern, the woodcutter had actually turned into a skeleton.

Also, a passerby who was walking on the road was cut in half.

His intestines were all out and his face was full of pain, but he was still crawling forward.

The red sunset in the sky turned black, emitting an evil aura.

The poetic and picturesque mountains in ink-and-wash style are like magic mountains, containing countless unknowns and wonders.

Just as Su Yi was observing the changes in the scene on the painting, the strange landscape painting suddenly changed.

A path appeared in front of him. Strangely enough, this path was originally a path in a painting.

But at this moment, it connected with reality, and transformed from a two-dimensional world in the painting into a bridge overlapping with reality.

"Are you kidding me... Is this... the path to the world in the painting?"

Su Yi's forehead suddenly broke out in a lot of cold sweat.

Could it be that the world in this painting really exists? That would be too incredible.

He had only heard of such things in various TV dramas and novels before, but now he encountered it.

However, he did not feel that this was a strange encounter, but rather felt terrified.

Because the world in this painting is not a beautiful world, but full of weirdness and horror.

The people in the paintings should not be living people, but evil spirits.

In other words, this is a painting filled with a lot of weird and strange things. Once you enter, it is difficult to predict what you will encounter next.

"If I enter this painting, I should still be able to get out. After all, the system introduction says that this painting is just a bridge."

Su Yi thought to himself that although he did not trust the system, it was still reliable sometimes.

For example, the introduction of the system, this is the most basic rule,

If even this was wrong, then he had nothing to believe in.

So he could make a hypothesis.

That is, this painting can be entered and exited freely, and the key lies in the strange lantern in his hand.

However, if the strange lantern suddenly goes out after he enters the world in the painting, he will probably not be able to get out.

He took a look inside the strange lantern. The candle, which had turned yellow and oxidized due to the passage of time, still had a long section left. It should be able to burn for about half an hour.

Su Yi gritted his teeth and resolutely walked towards the path ahead.

"Da da da……"

The echo of his footsteps echoed in the darkness, he could hear his own breathing, even his own heartbeat;

He was very nervous.

It is true that he can design a copy with a 100% mortality rate, but that does not mean he will not be afraid.

On the contrary, he is also an ordinary person and will feel scared when encountering strange events.

The only difference may be that his psychological quality is stronger than that of ordinary people, and he can remain calm when encountering strange things.

This is inseparable from his long-term exposure to various weird materials. He has seen too many of them when designing the copy, and is basically numb. It can be considered a work-related injury.

As Su Yi walked onto the path and took a dozen steps, the light around him began to grow brighter and brighter, and finally gradually turned into a world of broad daylight.

The only difference is that there is a black sun hanging in the sky, which looks particularly strange.

In addition, all the scenery in this world is yellowish, like the color of paper, and there are only simple black and white, which are the coloring of ink painting.

He understood that he had entered the world of the painting.

Looking back, his room was still there, but it was blurry. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to find it at all. It was like a world away.

But he knew that was his own world. If he got lost in this world in the painting, he would definitely not have a good ending.

So he carefully memorized the location here, and after making sure he would not forget it, he continued to move forward.

This is a country road, the kind from ancient times, with farmland on both sides of the road and a mountain in the distance.

As I was walking, I suddenly came towards a man dressed like a farmer, wearing a straw hat, carrying a hoe, barefoot, wiping his sweat as he walked, as if it was very hot here.

But Su Yi didn't feel that hot.

He was wearing a long-sleeved jacket and trousers.

If he wore this in the summer, he would be sweating profusely, but now he felt the climate was very pleasant, as if he was still in an air-conditioned room.

"It's really strange. It's not hot wearing so many clothes and holding a lantern in the daytime."

When the farmer walked past Su Yi, a strange expression appeared on his ink-wash face, as if he was looking at an alien.

I don't know if this farmer really has his own thoughts.

Perhaps, he lives in his own world, and in his eyes the whole world is normal and colorful.

Only Su Yi saw the ink painting style.

In this case, Su Yi is indeed very strange.

In the middle of the day, the weather was very hot, and he was wearing very long clothes and holding a strange lantern.

This is weird to normal people.

Su Yi seemed normal on the surface, but he was actually very alert.

Because in his opinion, everyone in this world of painting may be a ghost,

But so far, the farmer he met looked like a human being.

On the contrary, I seem a little out of place.

He thought about it, rolled up his sleeves, rolled up his trouser legs to his knees, and unzipped his clothes halfway, finally looking like a normal person.

During this process, he was holding the hand of the unknown female corpse.

But he gradually felt something was wrong.

Because the cold little hands of the female corpse suddenly began to feel warm, as if they had become a living person.

He was startled and turned his head suddenly to look at the female corpse.

The female corpse's head was covered with a strange cloth, and her face could not be seen clearly. Only the lower half of her face was exposed.

The skin on her chin was no longer the pale color of a corpse, but had the color of a living person. Her lips were bright red and full, with a faint smile hanging at the corners of her mouth.

If you look closely, you can see fine hairs growing on her skin.