The flintlock gun was retracted from its holster, and the increasingly dense coldness dissipated unwillingly around his body.
Everything comes to an end for now.
Lu Li opened the breech and inserted a new silver-plated bullet into the barrel.
Anna had not yet escaped from the story and murmured to herself: "When people die, they become ghosts. Where do ghosts go when they die..."
"good question."
Lu Li put away his flintlock gun and responded.
He could ask Hades this question.
"What should we do now?" Anna asked curiously, thinking of something, she moved back with some fear.
Lu Li guessed what she was thinking: "I will try to communicate with Benjamin and get him to agree to keep you."
"Oh." Anna nodded obediently and relaxed.
"Hold it for me."
Lu Li handed the oil lamp to Anna, turned around and picked up the sculpture, put it back on the base, took the oil lamp back, walked deeper into the corridor, and finally inspected the gallery.
"Do you still remember some things from your lifetime?"
Lu Li asked.
Anna, who was floating behind, scratched her silky short hair and said in confusion: "Some of them are remembered, some are missing...most of them can't be remembered clearly."
"What do you remember?"
Feeling that the shadow of the oil lamp was a bit strange, Lu Li raised the oil lamp and found some dust on the glass windshield, so he wiped it off.
"How should I answer this..." Anna was a little troubled and didn't know where to start.
"For example, 'After dark, stay where there is light.'"
"Eh? Why do you have to stay in a place with light after dark?"
Anna expressed more questions than Lu Li.
When she fell ill and died, the Allen Peninsula had not yet encountered the disaster of night, but after she woke up, she had been wandering in the painting with no one to talk to.
It can be said that she knows nothing about the outside world.
"...Something happened not long ago, maybe in Belfast, maybe in the Allen Peninsula, or maybe the whole world." Lu Li in turn explained what he knew about the night disaster.
"Has it become so scary?" Anna shivered, fearfully approaching Lu Li and the lamp, wanting to get into his body.
"Can't you notice anything? After all, after nightfall, you spend most of your time in darkness."
"Well... I have always stayed in the painting. Sometimes I can see other night watchmen walking outside. When I talk to them, they are scared away. Just yesterday, I suddenly felt that I could come out, and then I
…”
Then she did it and almost got stuck on the painting.
In Lu Li's eyes, ghosts are entities that can survive in the darkness, such as Athena and Ruth. It is unknown whether they will be affected.
"Wait a minute... Since you have to stay home and light the oil lamp after dark... you actually took me out to look for the baby just now!" Anna exclaimed after realizing it.
"But we have always stayed in the light." Lu Li replied.
Although the dark night is dangerous, it is only limited to places without light. The pubs in Belfast are still full every night. Residents on the night shift will go home with kerosene lamps or torches. Electric lights near government facilities or noble residences are full of people.
A group of homeless people gather together.
People are lingering in the dark night, but they are also strong enough to maintain the status quo.
Within the range of the oil lamp ahead, the stairs leading to the second floor appear.
Lu Li walked up the stairs and his eyes fell on the oil painting titled "Count Dracula" on the wall.
This is a bust. The middle-aged man in the painting is wearing an unrecognizable dress, similar to the gorgeous medieval service, and his face has sharp edges and corners like a knife.
He has no talent for appreciating art. He can't see anything from this painting except weirdness.
"Where are we going?" Anna asked curiously.
"Turning around the gallery to see if there are any other supernatural beings."
Lu Li stepped towards the second step, and his and Anna's backs faced the oil painting. At the same time, the portrait of Count Dracula in the painting came to life instantly, and his eyes slowly moved, becoming scarlet and three-dimensional.
His teeth became sharp, his nails began to grow, and the surface of the oil painting suddenly bulged, as if he was trying to break free from the painting.
"Do you want to exorcise the devil if you find it?"
"Um."
Lu Li stroked the handle of the gun. The psychic gun needed nutrients, and she could become stronger by hurting ghosts, which changed Lu Li's combat thinking to a certain extent.
Before this, Lu Li avoided fighting whenever possible and focused on peaceful resolution. Now he still focuses on peaceful resolution, but if the other party doesn't intend to maintain peace... then he will find a way to kill him.
After hearing the conversation, the ghost in the oil painting began to crawl back.
Lu Li suddenly noticed something and looked at the portrait on the steps with his deep black eyes.
The ghost who had shrunk back into the portrait looked away as if nothing had happened.
Lu Li raised the oil lamp, and as the light changed, the eyes of the portrait in the oil painting seemed to come alive.
Looking away, Lu Li walked to the second floor of the gallery.
"How long have you been here?" Lu Li asked Anna in the corridor.
"About a few months..."
Every time she wakes up at night, Anna can only face the darkness inside and outside the picture frame, or the occasional ghost walking on the corridor, the moving sculptures and the patrolling night watchman.
She couldn't remember how long this boredom and loneliness lasted.
"Besides Athena and the others, do you know of any other supernatural phenomena?"
"It seems there is no more..."
After briefly looking outside the doors of the office and lounge, Lu Li focused his attention on the last two rooms: the studio and the warehouse.
The former only contains unfinished drawing paper on some drawing boards, while the latter stores kerosene, picture frames and other sundries.
After confirming that there were no other supernatural phenomena here, one person and one ghost returned to the table in front of the door on the first floor.
The time has just reached nine o'clock, and the rest of the night will pass peacefully.
…
The flames jumped and flickered, and the kerosene next to the wick was almost dry.
They were almost out of gas, but Lu Li didn't plan to replenish the kerosene because it was almost dawn.
"Can I see you again tomorrow..."
In front of the empty picture frame with only the background, Anna lowered her head and whispered.
Lu Li remained silent and did not speak.
Anna felt depressed. Will she have to maintain the boring life again, and then face the night watcher who was scared and screaming...
She cautiously raised her head and looked at Lu Li: "Then will you come to see me often?"
"Probably not."
"Eh--"
Lu Li simply refused to let Anna raise her voice, and puffed up her cheeks: "If you don't come, forget it! Just let me die of boredom and loneliness!"
She turned around and threw herself into the oil painting, sat upright on the chair in the painting, and turned into a noble girl.
"Aju!"
She suddenly sneezed and giggled a few times sheepishly. Thinking that she was still angry with Lu Li, she snorted softly and returned to her original sitting position.
The figures in the portrait gradually solidified.
The hazy light peeked into the corridor from the window, coating the gallery with a gray veil.
