At first I was a little confused, but I quickly calmed down.

Why did the prostitute village suddenly turn into a mass grave?

There are usually three reasons for this sudden change in the style of painting.

The three bad jokes of the God-Turning: Dreaming, Illusion, Acting (Beijing Opera, Guangdong Opera, Huangmei Opera, etc.).

Correspondingly, there are three bad jokes about God’s explanation: aliens, not humans, enter science!

The question is, which one is the current situation?

None seems to be.

Because I soon discovered the flaw.

First of all, the land under your feet.

Gravel, dead leaves, mud, bones...

All were painted!

Secondly, those collapsed stone tablets, broken wooden stakes, and rotten coffins...

They are all painted!

To be honest, this technique of imitating three-dimensional space with flat painting is indeed amazing - the premise is that you must have exquisite and painting skills with fake painting.

What's going on with these low-pixel-style graffiti in front of you?

I walked forward with the courage to pass by a bottomless pit, a skeleton monster suddenly appeared in the pit, stretching out its rugged bone claws to catch me, but fortunately I was quick-eyed and quickly, so I pulled away.

This kind of skeleton monster with a square head is also drawn?

I think it should take objects like a pickaxe, and the style will be more matching.

The skeleton monster missed a blow and actually kept his hands in a stance.

Once it blocks this way, I can't turn around and can only move forward.

Bypassing obstacles such as tombstones, coffins, wooden stakes, rocks, deep pits, etc., gradually, I discovered an interesting fact: Although the whole scene looks very open, there are actually very limited places to go - the scenery in the distance is dim and blurry, and I am afraid it is also painted.

Based on this point, I guess I am still in a hungry ghost residence, but the original rooms, walls, furniture and other things were magically replaced by bad paintings.

What to do next?

Since there is still a road ahead, I will continue to walk.

The path winds down, and you can see a small house drawn at the end of the road, an old well drawn, and a few dead trees drawn.

But beside the tree in front of the house, there was a beautiful woman in white leaning against the piano, and two maids behind her looked very three-dimensional, not like a portrait.

Is it a real person?

I strode closer and looked carefully, and suddenly I felt a cool air rising from the soles of my feet to the inspiration.

The master and servant three were obviously dummies made of paper!

I used these bad paintings as jokes, but now I can't laugh at them at all.

The same rough pen skills and the same stiff lines appear on the paper man at this moment, but it can make people shudder.

I was shocked all over, and without saying a word, I immediately turned around - I should stay away from such an evil thing and go to another place to see if there is any way to go.

But just after walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a crisp sound of "Ka" which seemed particularly harsh in this quiet environment.

Something seems to have broken?

After careful analysis, the sound seemed to be coming from the beauty in white paper.

When I squinted my eyes, I saw a long beard growing on the face of the beautiful woman in white.

Oh, not beard...

That's a crack!

The face of the beauty in white was cracked inch and finally shattered, revealing a skeleton bone with grinning teeth below.

This skeleton is not the kind of squares I drew just now. It was white and fierce. There were two green flames in my eyes, and it made a loud scream and rushed towards me like lightning.

I didn't avoid it or dodge, and watched the skeleton get closer and closer to me.

Getting closer, getting closer...
Chapter completed!