Lin Mo pushed open the toilet door and took a look inside.
No one.
And the owner of this house was not so crazy as to convert the toilet into a studio.
But there are also paintings in the toilet.
Still a woman.
It's the kind of art work with few clothes and a vase.
Lin Mo leaned over and took a look.
The vase girl didn't respond.
"It should be a serious painting!"
Lin Mo introduced himself, and then said: "We are all neighbors in the same building. We will help each other if anything happens. Our community has recently issued a code of conduct for residents. It will be good for you to learn more."
After saying that, he closed the door and came out.
Go to the kitchen.
Nothing.
There are also paintings on the walls, but the paintings are all rotten food, rotten apples and vegetables.
Lin Mo wasn't stupid enough to chat with these fruits and vegetables.
Skip.
There are two small bedrooms left.
Go to one of the doors, knock on the door, say hello, and open the door.
Lin Mo's eyes lit up.
This house is very dreamy.
There are also many paintings hanging inside, but they are all in the style of fairy tales. There are paintings of rainbows, small animals, funny clowns and the like.
"Could it be that this is a children's room?"
Lin Mo liked it very much.
Mainly because he felt that if Little Red Skirt and the others were here, they would definitely like her very much.
Because the paintings here contain something extremely rare in the nightmare world.
color.
Colorful bright colors.
The children here can't see the sun or the rainbow. If they were in this room, all their fantasies would definitely be fulfilled.
Lin Mo wants to have a good relationship with the painters here more and more.
In the future, you can also invite him to go out and engage in literary and artistic creation in the community, and paint the walls, fitness equipment and floors of the community.
I believe that the Green Garden Community will be very distinctive when it is renovated.
After walking around the children's studio, Lin Mo didn't encounter anything, probably because he had been carrying the flaming bricks.
After coming out of the children's drawing room, there is only the last room left in House No. 409.
Lin Mo guessed that the painter should be inside.
Walk over as usual, knock on the door and say hello.
"If no one responds, then I'll go in." After Lin Mo finished speaking, he opened the door.
Didn't push away.
The door is locked.
"I broke the door." Lin Mo took out the brick, banged it twice, and it was done.
I opened the door and went in, but there was still no one inside.
The room was empty, but there were paintings, but they were painted on the walls.
This is actually a graffiti room.
It feels like entering a room of non-mainstream and hip-hop artists.
Lin Mo was a little disappointed. There was obviously no one in this room, and this was the last room in Room 409. He searched everywhere, but could not find the painter.
"Are the paintings in this room formed naturally?" Lin Mo stood in this room full of graffiti, stroking his chin and wondering.
Probably not.
Lin Mo is not stupid.
There are several rooms in this household, but this room is the only one that is locked.
And it's locked from the inside.
So there must be someone here, but I don’t know where he is hiding.
Lin Mo initially thought that if he could find a painting in this house, he might be able to ask about the ghost on it.
But the whole house is full of graffiti. There are no human-shaped things, just weird patterns. Some of them can be recognized as basketballs, ball frames and stereos, but many of them look like they were directly splashed with paint, layer by layer.
Covered in layers, no one knows what these graffiti mean.
Lin Mo exited this room.
Of course he couldn't leave like this, he planned to ask the ghost in the painting.
It was still the portrait of the deformed monster. Lin Mo walked closer and told the other party about the situation.
"Look, the thing is like this. I need to talk to the painter in this room. You must know where he is. Talk to me. Don't worry, I won't tell him that it was you who said it." The last sentence
, Lin Mo said in a lowered voice.
The deformed monster portrait looked as if it was sweating at this moment.
It's a bit like being caught in a struggle and pain.
Lin Mo thought about it and whispered: "I understand, you are afraid that others will say it. Don't worry about this. If they talk too much, I will burn it."
As he spoke, he shook the brick in his hand.
The portrait of the deformed monster is still erect. It can be seen that the other party's fear of the painter is obviously greater than the fear of Lin Mo.
Lin Mo snorted coldly.
Go over and ask those ghost paintings in the dark.
Previously, the four ghosts on this ghost painting were very cooperative and were the most friendly ghosts to Lin Mo. I believe that this time, they will also cooperate with Lin Mo's inquiry and take the initiative to tell where the painter is.
"Tell me, where is the painter?" Lin Mo squatted down and asked softly.
Likewise, a guarantee was given to these ghosts.
Promise not to tell anyone what they said.
But this time, these ghosts didn't move, but it was obvious that they were very scared.
Like the portraits of deformed monsters, they are in a state of struggle.
Lin Mo knew that it would definitely not be possible to ask this question.
Sometimes, if discussion is useless, then you can only resort to force.
Lin Mo got up at this time, looked around first, and then walked around with the bricks.
"I came here today just to chat with the painter. Since you are in the Green Garden Community, you must abide by the rules here. I hope you will take the initiative to tell me where the painter is, otherwise, I may accidentally set a fire here.
…”
On the brick in his hand, flames were raging.
Lin Mo continued to shake: "Look, the fire is getting bigger and bigger. I can't catch it anymore. If I don't say anything, it will be too late."
Under the naked threat, the ghost painting in the house gave in.
Waves of strange and low ghost voices reached Lin Mo's ears.
"Please tell me one by one."
After Lin Mo finished speaking, he heard clearly this time.
After whispering, Lin Mo understood.
Painters do exist.
And it's in this house.
But most of the time, the painter doesn't come out. And the ghosts in these ghost paintings don't know much about the painter, and they are all very afraid of the painter.
Because they are all nightmares imprisoned in paintings by the painter.
"I advise you not to go to the painter."
"The painter will seal him in the painting."
"Wait a minute, this is fine."
"Shh, don't let him hear it."
The lingering whispers in my ears were messy, almost like being in a wet market.
Lin Mo is not familiar with them either.
He had just gotten the clue he wanted.
The painter is in this room, and in the locked room with the graffiti inside.
A ghost told Lin Mo that there was another door in this room.
As long as you find this door, you can find the painter.
As for other ghosts in these paintings, I really don’t know. Some ghosts don’t even know that there is a picture of a beautiful woman in the bathroom.
Go back to that room full of graffiti.
After looking around, Lin Mo scratched his head: "Where is the door to this place?"