The dark corridor is endless, the air is cold and the walls on both sides are numerous large and small, densely packed paintings moving in the darkness.

Although those faces were still motionless, the strange thing was that people standing outside the painting could clearly feel that they were "living" and were silently peeking out, waiting for the opportunity to invade.

No matter how you look at it, it is an extremely terrifying scene.

but……

Wu Zhu stared at the young man in front of him. There was still no expression on his pale and weird face, but his golden eyes were slightly shiny in the darkness.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

It's absolutely impossible, only this kind of non-human born from the source of evil can still think of asking for a kiss in this environment.

But if you agree, you agree.

never mind.

Wen Jianyan sighed and reluctantly hooked his finger and said, "Come here."

Wu Zhu immediately came over.

The sticky darkness around him immediately wrapped around Wen Jianyan's body like an independent self-awareness. It instantly stuck like a small hand, and grabbed him with lingering groping.

Wu Zhu's arm immediately turned around, but before he could hold the person, he was ruthlessly slapped: "Don't touch your feet."

"…"

Wu Zhu looked at his hanging palm thoughtfully, and then at Wen Jianyan who had leaned over.

The light in the corridor was very dark, but the young man's face was fair and slightly bright, and the beautifully contoured side face lines were hidden in the darkness, and his eyes were slightly flickering under the eyebrows.

Wu Zhu's eyes quickly fell on the other person's lips.

Wen Jianyan's upper lip is thin, the lines are sharp, and the corners of his mouth are naturally upturned. He seems to be smiling often. His lower lip is plump, softening the shape of the lip that should be very aggressive.

Because of his fierce skills just now, his lips were still swollen and swollen, with an abnormal light red color, which almost completely spread the originally invisible lips. Even if it was slightly too much, it had a faint floating inner feeling, and a little wet flashed in the darkness, looking amazingly soft.

"…"

Wu Zhu's eyes flashed, and he tolerated Wen Jianyan's rudeness with a good temper.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Jianyan had already approached.

He held Wu Zhu's jaw with one hand, causing the other party to lower his head, while he tiptoed slightly - even though Wen Jianyan's figure was tall among human men, the size of the two was indeed a little different.

Of course, Wen Jianyan didn't really want to admit this.

Wu Zhu lowered his head.

The next second, the human warm and soft lips touched him, and gently touched his lips. Before Wu Zhu could do something, he immediately pulled away quickly.

"…"

Wu Zhu blinked.

"alright."

Wen Jianyan retreated and said lightly.

This is why he just wanted to open Wu Zhu's hand.

If I am hugged, wouldn’t I be unable to escape?

Wu Zhu"???"

He leaned over almost immediately, as if very dissatisfied with Wen Jianyan's perfunctory attitude, and was ready to seek the reward he deserved with his own actions.

However, Wen Jianyan seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and he turned around quickly and agilely to avoid the other party's movements.

"Don't be so greedy."

He pressed Wu Zhu's shoulder with one hand, his face was still smiling, and his voice was gentle and hoarse:

"I just promised you."

Wu Zhu didn't seem to be threatened.

He frowned slightly, his eyebrows pressed down dullly, and a pair of wild beast-like golden eyes looked under the bones of the eyebrows. His pale face also had a ghostly spirit, looking gloomy and ferocious.

"Next time."

Wen Jianyan raised his hand, rubbed the other person's side face with warm fingertips, and said with a smile: "I'll kiss you next time."

Wu Zhu seemed to understand.

He hesitated for a moment, his eyes falling on Wen Jianyan's lips.

"I won't lie to you."

The lips opened and closed, revealing the glittering white teeth and the faint red tongue tip.

"…………”

Wu Zhu reluctantly accepted this plan.

Wen Jianyan's lips were raised without a trace.

Well, looking at this way, even if some of the memories are really connected, there should not be much communication, otherwise it would not be fooled so easily.

Especially when you are "next time".

After all, after experiencing the copy of [Changsheng Building], the other party should have understood that the so-called next time is basically equivalent to a big pie with an empty mouth painting.

You can't eat it.

I can only hang it in the sky to see this.

After settled the person, Wen Jianyan took his attention back from the other party, and looked at the corridor where the hidden dangers in front of him gradually became less quiet.

He had a premonition that neither the oil paintings hanging on it nor the corridor itself were simple.

The experience just now doubled down to verify Wen Jianyan's guess.

The bottomless corridor, the mirrors hanging on the corridor, and countless blurred figures moving behind the mirror, all clues point to the only conclusion.

That is:

This corridor...is probably part of the road outside.

Whether outside the "road" or behind the mirror in the corridor, it is an area that humans should not enter.

The black team was almost introduced by him before, and the shadows in the mirror were also trying to break through the obstacles and invade here.

However, the road outside can only allow "ghosts" to walk up, while the corridor in the painting mount shop can also be entered by humans.

Every "building" has its own reasons.

Since the purpose of the creation of [Changsheng Building] is to send back the ghosts wandering from the deepest part of the world, what is the purpose of this street, this painting mount shop, and this corridor.

The answer to this question seems to have nothing to do with the entire copy, but it may be crucial to the overall situation. Only by controlling the overall situation can one compete with a behemoth like Nightmare in the future.

Wen Jianyan took a step to one of the walls, and carefully searched for possible traces on it with the help of the light source in his hand.

Over time, the paintings were no longer as calm as when he had just entered.

Whether it is a dark red picture frame or a dazzling scarlet picture frame, all the pictures are undergoing slow changes.

Moreover, no matter whether there are portraits in the painting, it seems that they are no longer there.

These scenes vary, both large and small, and there is no repetition.

The painting depicts a deserted grave that is beyond the limit, a decaying and decaying house, a rusty old train, an endless forest, and a closed room...

The only thing that is the same is that these pictures look particularly ominous, and there seems to be some shadows in it.

Wen Jianyan keenly realized that compared to when he first entered this corridor, these seemingly unhazardous scenes also changed slightly. There was a shadow behind the dilapidated house, a gap was slightly opened, and the mound of soil scattered behind the deserted grave...

It seems that everything is foreshadowing signals of danger.

Those blurred portraits moved slowly on the edge of vision, and bunches of cold and numb gaze penetrated the darkness and fell on Wen Tongyan, bringing a creepy, gaze of being watched by terrifying existence.

Even those lifelike portraits protected in dark red photo frames are not much better.

Compared to just now, these portraits, which are too realistic, have a hint of strange color at this moment.

In the upper right corner, a woman wearing red clothes for a month and looking at the pale-faced woman in the corner, a pair of black and tricky eyes looked from the darkness. In the lower right corner, a middle-aged man with a figure and a cold face seemed to have changed his posture. His right hand, which originally appeared on the picture, seemed to have disappeared and hung beside him.

Even when Wen Jianyan looked away, he could clearly feel that on a painting near his left hand, an old woman with war patterns on her face, as if half of her body had been buried in the soil, dry and wrinkled like an old tree bark, she obviously turned her eyes, as if she was gradually awakening from the shield distance.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, suppressed the slightly terrifying feeling in his heart, took a step to the back, and prepared to look at the wall behind him.

However, as soon as he turned around, he almost ran into a figure that suddenly appeared behind him.

Wen Jianyan was already nervous now, and his scalp exploded and almost jumped up.

Until the next second, he saw a familiar face-

And a pair of golden eyes.

It's Wu Zhu.

It seems that since he just observed the environment, this guy followed him step by step. When he took one step, Wu Zhu followed him, otherwise the two people would not be so close.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and pressed his chest, pressed down his heartbeat that was suddenly running towards two hundred miles, swallowed his spit with difficulty, and asked with some gritting teeth:
To be continued...