Cold.

The moment his fingertips touched the painting, all of Zhang Feng's senses were aroused.

The painting feels like a piece of frozen snakeskin.

Creamy and cold to the bone.

How disgusting...

These three words emerged in Zhang Feng's mind unconsciously.

After knowing that there was something wrong with it, he felt as if he were holding hands with a female ghost covered in blood, singing and dancing when he touched it.

As soon as he lowered his head, he could see that the blood seemed to be taking root and tightly connected to his skin.

"Brother Chao...Brother Chao? What's wrong with you?"

Li Xiao patted him on the shoulder, waved his hand in front of his eyes, and continued: "Why are you staring at this painting...all the time?"

Li Xiao smiled and said the words fluently that sent chills down Zhang Feng's back.

It's not that there's anything wrong with the line he said.

Precisely because what he said is absolutely correct, this is the problem.

The coolness was like a poisonous snake burrowing through his trousers. It crawled across Zhang Feng's skin little by little, spitting out its worms.

Waist, back, neck, from tail to head.

He knew that Li Xiao was no longer Li Xiao.

What's going on?

Or when?

Was it the moment he touched the painting...

Was Li Xiao replaced, or... was he replaced?

Zhang Feng smiled reluctantly, his facial expression uncontrollably moving towards fear.

Even when he smiles, he opens his mouth slightly and pulls up the corners of his mouth in a scowl.

He scanned the plot in his mind over and over again as if going crazy.

Nothing was said...

Just the words and the actions that follow.

He didn't know whether he was taken to another dimension or whether Li Xiao was replaced by a ghost.

This question is very important!

Because this means, are there any living people in the rest of the story?

He wanted to run... He really wanted to run away.

At this moment, he felt that he could only survive if he escaped from Li Xiao.

"Why...don't you speak?"

"Uh... uh... I... oh, you, you saw it wrong just now. There is nothing in this painting. Ask... questions. Let's go up."

"Okay, okay, but wait a minute, I'll take a photo of you now. You look amazing now, as if... you've really seen a ghost."

Li Xiao raised the camera and took a photo of Zhang Feng's face.

He seemed very satisfied with this photo. When he slowly moved the camera down from his eyes, a big smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, his eyes never left Zhang Feng for a moment.

"..."

"Come on, show me...look...look! How's the photo of you?"

Forcing himself to ignore the frightening look in his eyes, Zhang Feng dug his palms into his hands and walked step by step to Li Xiao's side.

He put his face close to the camera and saw a very blurry portrait on the screen.

Maybe it's because the camera itself is not suitable for taking pictures.

His face was photographed into a mosaic, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

"How is it? It was a good shot."

"The shooting... is terrible. You should practice more."

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he stepped onto the stairs without looking back.

He is numb now.

The cold sweat he broke out in just a short while was more than what he had broken out in the more than ten years he had lived.

Although he often watched horror movies to practice his courage, when he actually encountered it, the feeling was beyond the comparison of just a movie.

Li Xiao did not refute him, but followed him upstairs silently.

"Boom..."

"Dong dong..."

The footsteps of the two people echoed in the silent corridor one after another.

Zhang Feng subconsciously speeded up his pace, but Li Xiao still followed leisurely behind him.

Zhang Feng is like a rabbit fleeing from the hunt, while Li Xiao is like a confident cheetah.

The atmosphere is gradually condensing, and the short staircase seems to be in an infinite loop, and you can't get out no matter how you walk.

Suddenly, a scream that echoed through the sky exploded above him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Zhang Feng, who was already very nervous, was so frightened that he almost fell down the stairs.

If he hadn't grabbed the guardrail next to him with quick eyesight and quick hands, he would have finished playing by now.

"This...what is going on."

After Zhang Feng stood firm, he focused his attention on the place where the sound came from.

Screams rang out, and the voice-activated lights on the entire floor lit up one after another, as if to welcome someone.

A boy rushed over like a wild beast that had lost control.

The next moment...he stumbled.

His foot seemed to hit a protrusion on the ground, and his whole body jumped forward without warning.

"bump!!"

The muffled sound of heavy objects hitting the floor caused the last light to turn on completely.

Zhang Feng's eyes were also glued to the sound.

He fell to the ground like that, with fear in his eyes at the last moment.

Immediately afterwards... Zhang Feng saw a bloody ball slowly rolling towards him.

His eyes slowly moved upward.

Blood flowed down the man's body, gushing out from the two corpses. A large amount of red water covered the surrounding floor like ripples in the water.

The wooden board swallowed his blood, and the red paint on the wall was messed up in a mess.

The silk threads hanging horizontally in the air bounced up and down crazily as if mocking human ignorance, flicking away his blood in disgust.

"..."

Zhang Feng breathed rapidly and repeatedly, and a man and a woman who also witnessed this scene walked belatedly to the side of the body.

"Click."

The shutter sounds.

Three eyes focused on Li Xiao's face at the same time.

Li Xiao, who looked frightened, said in a very steady voice: "Is this... filming?"

[End of Act 1]

[Start of Act 2]

Zhang Feng didn't have time to watch the plot of the second act carefully.

The text in front of him has attracted all his attention.

[If you fail to complete the lines as required, the salary will be deducted: 50. Note that if the salary is negative after the script is completed, you will be expelled from the school.]

Dissuade...

When Zhang Feng saw these two words, he thought of the girl who died because she clicked "No".

If you are persuaded to quit, does that mean... you will die?
To be continued...