Thinking about it, Han Xi woke up with a spirit.

Open your eyes in the direction of the sound—

For fear that he would disappear in the room for no reason, like the little sons before him, the candles were lit all night.

So in the light of the candlelight, Han Xi looked at the truth, only to see the side of the curtain against the wall gradually turned into a picture paper-like appearance, under his frightened gaze, the border slowly appeared around.

Immediately after the blank painting paper gradually appeared on the figure, as these figures became clearer and clearer, more and more realistic... found that it was actually the children who had disappeared out of thin air before!

“Ah—” The cry of horror broke the dull and long night.

Because he is in bed at the moment, right side of the wall, how can anyone?

No, now with the scope of the ledger into a frame, and those little partners seem to be groping the edge of the frame, climbing the wall to drill outside...

Han Xi's extreme fear, frame, people who gradually emerged... everything made him feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity, exuding a complete chill from the soles of his feet.

As he shouted, his body turned to the outside of the bed: “No, don’t come, don’t... I’m not going, I’m not going...”

The guard at the door opened the door for the first time, and then saw a scene of incomparable thriller-

The diaoning against the wall turned into a painting, or rather a portrait of a person.

And like ink and ink, those shadows are still moving on it, and the people who paint it are like groping in front of their hands like a blind man, moving in the direction of the canvas, and gradually becoming clear and real.

These people call Han Xi's name while they want to drill out from the painting...

No, not to, but to drill outside.

The guard also recognized that the man on the canvas was none other than the little prince who had been missing for a few days.

The fear in their hearts is incomparable, how do they get into these paintings?

At this time, two hands had already seized the edge of the frame, and when the head came out of the drawing paper, their faces looked at the room for half a turn, and their eyes were open, but they were as dazed as blind, and their gray eyes did not have any focus.

At this moment, Han Xi shouted again in fear.

Instead, his voice guided the direction of these "people", and a pale face was brushed against Han Xi.

These children are obviously very childish on their faces, but with a dark smile, grinning their mouths, looking in the direction of Han Xi, and opening their mouths to say what...

Since they came out of the painting, they have not heard their voices, but every time their mouths are opened, a mysterious mucus will come out of their mouths and fall on their clothes along the corners of their mouths.

A trace of slipped on their bodies, and then their clothes were like scratched ink, leaving a clear trace of color.

That is to say, those children's mouths are ... gouache, painted powder pigments!

Several guards responded, holding up the fear and wanting to vomiting nausea, and went to La Hanxi.

Originally, Han Xi had been pulled to the middle of the house, thinking that he had lost the strange painting, but he did not expect a hand to suddenly reach out from the ground, grabbed Han Xi's foot and pulled it into the floor.

Then... because Han Xi’s screams had brought everyone in it, including Han’s master, who had seen Han Xi’s teenagers who had been painted by the watercolors, and pulled into the painting.

And those few dragged Han Xi's escort, because the body was stained with water powder, and then the body slowly began to change, and finally like a flowing colored pigment, also integrated into the diaoning of the picture.

The people who came in behind could only watch Han Xi and the guards disappear in great fear, and no one dared to come forward.

When the people in the room disappeared, everything slowly recovered as if it were all people's illusions.

But the bed was empty, and the guards were indeed gone... all this was not an illusion.

Han Master is also a very decisive person, this incident is too strange, involving strange forces and gods, if it is used by people, I am afraid that the son of an official in the DPRK will be bad.

Even with the whole winter holiday will be affected, although these years are smooth, but this is only the surface scenery, he does not doubt that when the Korean family is weak, absolutely indispensable to those who fall into the stone.

So strictly order everyone here, if someone dares to talk about what happened at night, she must be sure to look good!

In fact, really see the situation in the room, except for the guards who were dragged into the painting, there are only a few people.

Then when the people came, Han Master took him into the room, his lips quivered, two battles, and now he was in a state of throb, and he had not yet spoken, and he knelt down to the other party first.

“Lord, please be sure to save my grandson... someone must have framed my family, and those children must have been dragged away by that thing...”

It took a long time to finally find out the situation, in addition to shock, but also confused.

He looked carefully at the room, especially the beds and the ledger.

Behind the curtain is the wall, and the people let the people hew the wall... nothing.

Because the incident occurred in the middle of the night, Huai Min heard the Han family to report, he rushed to come in a hurry, and did not go to the alarm Master Ling Yuanzi.

He checked, there was no clue, and saw that the sky was getting brighter, I am afraid that only the Ling Yuanzi Master could do it.

The Han family was already worried because of the disappearance of several sons who lived at home, and now his baby grandson was dragged away by something under his nose, which was even worse, and the whole Korean government was shrouded in a bleak cloud.

Master Ling Yuanzi heard that he had seen Han Xi's disappearance with his own eyes, and was also surprised and rushed to Han's house to check.

He turned around and put the compass sword spirit all over again, still holding his eyebrows tight.

The Ling Yuanzi Master looked at his wife next to him and secretly said, “Oli, do you feel anything unusual?”

She shook her head.

Master Ling Yuanzi sighed, and it seemed that he was going to screw up the case this time.

After all, involving many people in the middle of the DPRK, things will certainly not be good.

It’s a wonder they took the case in the first place.

Thinking about it, a person suddenly appeared in his mind and asked, “Yes, there is news of that Suxin?”

He shook his head, "The news is that I left four days ago, went out to the city gate all the way to the west, and then there was no news."

Master Ling Yuanzi: “To the west?”

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