The girl in the painting who calls herself "Irene" is staring at Yu Sheng outside the frame, and the two have not established any trusting relationship so far.
Yu Sheng had no way of confirming whether what the "person in the painting" in front of him, who looked like a cursed object, was saying was true or false. Including the Alice's cabin mentioned by the other party and the idea of ​​being sealed into the painting, this was the first time he had heard of it.
——That's why, when Irene said that she didn't know why she appeared in this house, he didn't dare to believe a word.
On the other hand, Irene also felt that this human named Yu Sheng must still be holding back to light himself up with a lighter, and she kept paying attention to the movement of the lighter...
"I think you must have bought the painting yourself and hung it at home, and then turned around and forgot about it..." Irene repeated, "Isn't it often like this? You humans want to collect whatever strange things you see, and then
I bought it and left it at home to eat dust..."
Yu Sheng felt a little guilty when he asked the other party to say this, because he was really not sure about the origins of the things in this house - after all, he had only been "here" for two months, not to mention that he had nothing to do with this world.
Familiar, he is not familiar with me. Who knows what the state of this house and its owner was two months ago?
Will that be another "Yu Sheng"?
However, these thoughts flashed in his mind for a moment. Facing the gaze of the man in the painting's scarlet eyes, Yu Sheng still shook his head subconsciously and replied: "That must be impossible - your painting looks very expensive at first sight."
, It’s not like something I can afford…”
"Hey, what if it's very cheap!" Erin hugged the teddy bear and rubbed it forward. "There are so many fake bottles, fake fans, and fake calligraphy and paintings these days. Maybe I got it from a fake antique dealer from the previous seller.
Two yuan and a pound are wholesaled together with other calligraphy and paintings, or the second-rate dealer does not know the goods..."
Yu Sheng had a strange expression: "Your picture frame is made of solid old wood, and there are gold threads embedded on the ridges..."
Erin thought for a while: "The mahogany veneer is filled with resin! The iron wire is then plated with copper."
Yu Sheng: "...Then the cost is no longer two and a half yuan."
"Four and a half is fine, but it can't be any higher. No one will buy it no matter how high it is."
Yu Sheng: "..."
Erin stared with scarlet eyes: "Hey, why don't you speak?"
Yu Sheng squatted in front of Irene's picture frame, and suddenly felt a little happy, and then he actually burst into laughter. He sat back on the ground, smiled and looked up at the ceiling, half of his body was filled with joy.
He leaned over - he never thought that he would experience such a scene in his life, squatting in an empty room, arguing nonsense with a doll sealed in an oil painting, just to discuss that the frame of the sealed doll was two-dimensional.
5 yuan per catty or 45 yuan per catty for wholesale fakes...
And not long ago, he had his heart ripped out by a frog that emerged from the freezing rain.
These things are so damn interesting.
However, Irene was frightened by Yu Sheng's sudden sound of joy. She and her picture frame were taken off the wall by Yu Sheng and placed on the ground. At this time, she could see the bare ceiling and listen to the picture frame.
Seeing the laughter coming from the side, she finally couldn't help shouting: "Hey, don't laugh! What's so funny about this?"
Yu Sheng slowly stopped laughing. He moved forward and looked at Irene in the frame. His expression suddenly became serious again: "I had that weird dream before, was it you?"
He was referring to his previous dream in which he used an ax to chop down a locked door, and a strange laughter came from behind the door. Now it seems that this obviously weird dream is definitely connected to the girl in the painting in front of him.
.
Oh, yes, he also had his waist jerked in the dream - it still hurts.
"No!" Eileen shook her head immediately, but then stopped and hesitated for a moment, "Not at all... not at all..."
"What do you mean?" Yu Sheng frowned, "These words go round and round."
"That dream was your own, but I did get into it," Erin explained patiently. "I originally just sensed that someone was dreaming, so I wanted to use this method to find someone to help, but...
You didn't mean to do anything bad! I didn't know you couldn't open that door, and you were so angry that you would break the door with an ax if you forgot the key..."
Listening to Irene's ramble, Yu Sheng gradually came to his senses: "In other words, you didn't lock the door? You didn't induce the dream? You just have the ability to enter other people's dreams?"
"Yes - actually I know a lot more!" Irene nodded, with pride on her face, but soon this pride dimmed, "But now that it's sealed in the painting, this is almost all that's left.
Able..."
Yu Sheng was dubious about Irene's statement, and at the same time he had more doubts and thoughts about what he had experienced in that strange dream. Then, he had a second question: "You said you wanted to pass through the dream
Looking for help? What help?"
"Of course you have to help me get out!" Eileen said matter-of-factly, "It would be better if you can get me out from this painting. If not, at least get out from this room. There is nothing here. As long as there is something hanging on the wall opposite,
A TV is fine... Voice control is better. It's not convenient for me to use the remote control. It would be nice to have a brand..."
Yu Sheng discovered that the girl in the painting is a typical free and divergent personality. As long as she is left alone to talk to herself, her thoughts will always diverge to unexpected places - and usually she will get carried away.
direction.
So he interrupted the other party without hesitation: "Then why are you laughing so weirdly when you ask for help? What's the reason for the laughter inside when I 'opened the door' outside?"
"That's not me!" Erin quickly waved her hands, then raised the brown stuffed bear in her hand forward, "It's the one who's laughing!"
Yu Sheng didn't say anything, and just looked at him expressionlessly, with the expression in his eyes saying "You think I'm a fool".
"Really!" Erin looked a little anxious and shook the teddy bear in her hand vigorously. "It was sealed into this painting with me, but it may have been too long and my brain is no longer good.
Lingguang, now only has a silly smile. Normally, it will laugh strangely when I poke it, but sometimes it will suddenly laugh on its own without poking it. I am often startled by it..."
Yu Sheng listened to Irene's explanation with a sullen face. After noticing the serious look on the girl's face in the painting, he gradually became a little doubtful. His eyes finally fell on the stuffed bear. After hesitating for a moment, he clicked.
Nodding: "Then you make it smile and I'll hear if it's OK."
Erin immediately reached out and poked the teddy bear on the head.
The teddy bear showed no reaction.
Erin was stunned for a moment, and then she poked the teddy bear on the head hard - still nothing happened, and she was about to cry when she saw it.
"Occasionally... it happens like this," the girl in the painting said with a sad face, "I poke it and it doesn't laugh..."
The corner of Yu Sheng's mouth trembled.
"That is to say, sometimes it is happy if you don't poke it, and sometimes it is not happy if you poke it. In short, it may be happy or not happy whether you poke it or not -" He analyzed a string of words like a tongue twister.
, and came to a conclusion, "Then does it have anything to do with whether the bear smiles or not and whether you poke it or not?"
Irene was stunned for a moment, then nodded dully: "Yes...yes."
Yu Sheng didn't want to continue to deal with this "cursed oil painting" that seemed to be out of his mind.
And he no longer cared about the ridicule he heard in his dream.
There was a growling sound in his stomach, and he fell asleep after arriving home. The missed dinner began to show its presence at this moment. Yu Sheng shook his head with a smile and stood up slowly.
"Hey, you want to leave?" Erin looked at her voice and immediately said in a panic, "You're not going to leave me on the floor like this, are you? At least hang it back on the wall. There's still wallpaper on the other side of the wall that you can see.
Well, there's nothing on the ceiling..."
Yu Sheng reached out and picked up Irene's picture frame from the ground - and then grinned because of the pain in his back.
"I'm going to take you to the living room, so stop fucking." He said casually.
Irene immediately became happy, hugged the teddy bear and sat back on her chair, watching Yu Sheng dragging his picture frame out: "That's good, you are quite a nice person, ah, by the way, now isn't it?
Is it time to eat? What are you going to eat tonight?”
Yu Sheng lowered his head and glanced: "Can you eat?"
"I can see it!"
Yu Sheng felt that he was really sick, so he continued to deal with this guy.
He held on to his waist, carrying Irene's picture frame with some difficulty, and slowly walked towards the stairs leading to the living room. The trash talk coming from the oil painting never stopped——
"Hey, your home is quite big. So there is such a big area outside that room?"
"What's the room opposite? Your bedroom? Is there anyone else here?"
"Should I say hello to others? Will they be scared? It seems that ordinary people have never seen talking dolls and oil paintings..."
"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet! What's your name? Yusheng? What a strange name... isn't it the edible Yusheng?"
"What's wrong with your waist? Your waist is useless at a young age? Let me tell you, you have to protect your waist. Your human joints are troublesome, and they can't be disassembled at will... Huh? Why are you staring at me?
The eyes are so scary..."
Yu Sheng finally moved to the stairs with difficulty, holding on to his waist. He lowered his head and glanced at the steps below - usually he didn't feel it, but today after he moved his waist and he was carrying an extra heavy oil painting frame, the steps were too big for him.
It seemed extremely steep.
He originally wanted to hold Irene's picture frame with both hands and go downstairs, but now he suddenly found that his physical condition did not seem to allow him to do so.
Yu Sheng lowered his head and thought silently.
The girl in the noisy painting seemed to feel something, her voice gradually stopped, and her expression gradually became tense.
Yu Sheng lowered his eyelids and glanced at a certain girl in the painting who had been chatting all the way, and the topic was getting more and more boring: "Irene."
The girl in the painting was excited: "Hey...hey?"
"I think your picture frame is quite strong."
"Yes...yes?"
Yu Sheng silently placed Irene's picture frame at the beginning of the stairs.
"It may be a little shaking, please sit still."
Erin finally reacted and her eyes widened for a moment: "Hey, wait a minute -"
"Let's go!"
The oil painting frame unfolds a ping-pong adventure on the stairs.
Chapter completed!