Chapter 360: Oil Painting and Bandaged Puppet

"Detective, can't the door be opened? Let me open the door. George! George! What are you doing? For the sake of the Merciful Father (Note), open the door quickly."

Mrs. Freeman tried to find the key to the room, but with only a "click~" sound, Xia De had already opened the door.

Leaving the ignorant little girl to follow Mrs. Freeman, Priest Ao Gu Si and Xia De broke into the boy's bedroom together.

The area of the room wasn't large. The thirteen-year-old yellow-haired boy was lying on his side on the bed, with his back to the door. Even the sound of strangers breaking into the room didn't make him move at all.

Xia De hurriedly walked over, but the spell 【False Immortality】 was ineffective on him; the boy wasn't seriously injured. Priest Ao Gu Si also walked up, and after turning the boy over by the bed, he discovered that he was just asleep.

"Child, wake up, wake up quickly!"

The priest shouted with a somewhat urgent voice, and even patted the boy's face a few times, only then did the boy wake up.

It was just that the opened eyes carried an extremely terrified look, not even feeling surprised that strangers had entered his room:

"There's something in the house! Mom, I want Mom!"

He shouted incoherently, and no matter how the priest comforted him, it was useless. From his words, it wasn't hard to hear that the boy had just had a strange dream, to the extent that he couldn't distinguish between dream and reality after waking up.

"I'm here! Oh, my poor little George! What happened to you?"

The middle-aged woman also walked into the room holding her little daughter's hand. Priest Ao Gu Si continued to comfort the boy, wanting to let him say what happened in the dream, while Xia De walked back to the bedroom door, looking at the empty living room outside.

The warm home seemed to be a bit terrifying.

"Really can't feel anything?"

【Very slight whisper elements, very slight. Even for ordinary people, as long as they don't insist on living here for a year, they won't be affected. The appearance of the elements was after you used the spell to open the door.】

She answered softly in his ear. The whispering sound always made Xia De want to turn his head to see if someone was lying behind his back.

"The appearance of whisper elements represents that this is indeed a relic, but the problem is where the relic is..."

Under the comfort of his mother and the old priest, the boy gradually calmed down, but he couldn't give detailed circumstances about what happened in the dream. After waking up, he almost completely forgot the content of the dream, only vaguely remembering that a strange person wrapped in bandages appeared in the house, and that strange person tried to kill him.

"Have you seen the oil painting missing here? This is your father's relic."

Seeing that he couldn't ask for much, Priest Ao Gu Si took the painting folder from Mrs. Freeman's hand and opened the blank page for the boy to identify. But the boy shook his head with a puzzled face, indicating that he hadn't moved his father's relics.

"Brother, didn't you rummage through this when we first moved here to look for toys?"

The little girl holding Mrs. Freeman's hand said at this time. The little girl was probably only five or six years old, with bright eyes, and would bite the tail of her words when speaking. She looked curiously at her brother, but the yellow-haired boy shook his head ignorantly:

"Did that happen?"

When talking to his sister, his tone was no longer so fragile.

"Yes, I remember you pulled out a painting, and then... and then what happened?"

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a long time without giving an answer.

"Child, where would you hide your favorite treasure?"

Priest Ao Gu Si asked again. The gentle expression made the boy, who was somewhat unwilling to answer, subconsciously shift his gaze, but seeing his mother and sister looking at him with concern on the side, he gritted his teeth and said it out:

"There's a big cardboard box under the bed."

"Priest, let me."

Xia De walked over and pulled out the cardboard box from under the boy's bed. After opening it, the five people saw the rolled-up oil painting at a glance.

After touching it, Xia De immediately confirmed that this was a relic. Unfolding the oil painting, he couldn't see any creases, and the oil painting was indeed as Mrs. Freeman said; the background was curtains dancing in the sunlight, and on the painting was the table and the sundries on the table.

"Look at this!"

Priest Ao Gu Si narrowed his eyes, his tone very horrifying. He pointed directly to the center of the oil painting, the wooden three-story house model placed on the table.

This was the kind of high-end toy reduced in proportion according to a real building.

The side facing outside the picture was the cross-section of the house, where one could see the exquisite movable furniture, decorations, and puppets inside the model. And at this time, on the second floor of the model house in the oil painting, there were actually two puppets, one big and one small, and, the layout of that model house, no matter how you looked at it, looked like this three-story rental apartment, and the room position and layout where the two puppets, one big and one small, were located also looked very much like this room where everyone was.

Looking at the appearance of the two exquisitely shaped puppets in the oil painting, Xia De showed a puzzled expression, and then suddenly widened his eyes:

"Priest, look at the two puppets in the oil painting, do they look like me and this boy?"

"They look like it! They indeed look like brother!"

The little girl was the first to raise her hand and say.

Priest Ao Gu Si also stretched his head forward:

"If you hadn't said it, I wouldn't have noticed, they really look like... wait, what is this?"

Due to the perspective of the oil painting, they could only see a part of the area inside the model. And in the model in the painting, outside the room where the two puppets were located, it seemed that something was lying behind the door panel. But the painter didn't focus on painting that area, so one could only vaguely see a pair of eyes.

Xia De and Priest Ao Gu Si turned their heads to look outside the real door at the same time, but the real door was completely open, and there was nothing outside at all.

"Oh, look! This painting has changed!"

Mrs. Freeman suddenly shrieked. Xia De looked at the painting in his hand again, and sure enough, a tall puppet wrapped in bandages actually didn't know when it had come from outside the model room to inside the room.

None of the five people had seen this process.

And the puppet wrapped in bandages, combined with Xia De and the boy, was not as tall as the puppet wrapped in bandages holding a sharp knife.

Under the gaze of five pairs of eyes, the puppet wrapped in bandages wearing a black hat actually moved in the picture. This terrible scene made the girl scream, and the boy George was also scared to shiver, grabbing his mother's arm beside him and not letting go.

The puppet wrapped in bandages moved close to the other two puppets in the model in the oil painting, then raised the knife and stabbed over. The two puppets, one big and one small, also moved to dodge. The small puppet couldn't dodge in time and was almost stabbed, the larger puppet hurriedly went to help it, and then unfortunately was stabbed in the shoulder.

"Oh!"

Xia De shouted, and then hurriedly covered his arm. He hurriedly took off his coat with the other hand, and the white shirt on his left shoulder had already been dyed red. Although the injury wasn't as exaggerated as the puppet in the painting, he was really injured:

"I'm fine."

There was no time to treat it, his eyes were tightly fixed on the oil painting in his hand. Having paid the price of being stabbed, the two puppets, one big and one small, still couldn't escape the state of being attacked. Because they were just moving and circling in a room of the model, they just didn't want to transfer to other places through that door:

"Quick, let's go to other rooms."

Priest Ao Gu Si saw the clue and hurriedly helped Xia De walk out. Mrs. Freeman also worriedly followed behind with the two children. The group of people ran from the boy's room to the living room, and then left the second floor, running down the stairs toward the first floor.

During this period, Xia De turned his back to the Freeman family and treated the wound that had inexplicably appeared on his body with "Satiating Food." And in the oil painting in his hand, the two small puppets finally escaped the room when the people in reality left the room, and like them, moved to the stairs of the model house in the oil painting.

The puppet wrapped in bandages wearing a black hat holding a sharp knife moved very fast when it was in the same room as the small puppet, but when it was not in the same room, it moved very slowly. The two small puppets had no danger for the time being as long as they didn't go upstairs.

"Leave this house!"

Xia De said, and walked quickly to the first-floor foyer with the priest. Originally, he thought they couldn't get out at all, but didn't expect the door to be opened normally, and outside the door was the Tobesk street scene on Thursday afternoon.

The priest and Xia De walked out at the same time, but the painting that was grabbed in Xia De's hand suddenly disappeared from his hand the moment he left the house, falling onto the floor in front of the door spread out as a whole.

Then Mrs. Freeman and the children also successfully came out of the house, and when Xia De looked at the oil painting inside the door again, he actually saw the puppets representing him and the boy walking from the entrance of the model house back toward the inside of the model house.

"Mrs. Freeman, have you touched this oil painting?"

Xia De suddenly asked the middle-aged woman on the side, who was holding her children's hands, standing at the door at a loss:

"I should have touched it when moving... but I was wearing gloves at the time! Yes, when tidying up these oil paintings, I would wear gloves!"

This woman, who had no opinion, suddenly understood Xia De's meaning at this time.

"Only people who touch the oil painting directly will have puppets corresponding to them appear in the picture. This thing shouldn't be strong; otherwise, it wouldn't be reduced to the way of blurring memory, only letting one person come into contact with it at a time."

Priest Ao Gu Si summarized, and Xia De saw that the two small puppets in the oil painting had the idea of going upstairs, so he walked into the door again. The puppet belonging to him turned around and went down the stairs, standing in the foyer with the real Xia De.

"Child, you go in too."

Priest Ao Gu Si said to the boy, but the boy pulled his mother with a terrified face.

The middle-aged woman, who was obviously also afraid, looked down at her children, gritted her teeth, and actually let go of her daughter's hand, pulling the boy back into the house. When stepping into the door, she was also shivering, but still remembered to say to the old man outside the door:

"Priest, you help me take care of little Leah first."

"No problem, but Mrs. Freeman, the danger hasn't ended yet." ===== CHAPTER 361 =====