Chapter 303 The Cat Causing Trouble

Jixiang has always been fond of this painting. When he has nothing to do, he usually takes this painting out to bask in the sun while "appreciating" the painting. When Xiaolin came to pick up this painting, Jixiang directly injured him seriously. If It wasn't that it was taboo about Xiao Lin's identity as a listener. Maybe it was more than just seriously injuring him at that time.

Back then, Su Bai had briefly entered this painting. The scenes in the painting could make people obsessed, even to the point of being unable to extricate themselves;

Later, Su Bai was reluctant to try again. This painting was very magical and mysterious. There was even an oil painting of the backs of himself and his mother painted by his father at that time, but it was just like the bronze box Su Bai got. You can watch it from a distance but don't play with it. At least, Su Bai still has a deep feeling of rejection towards this painting. Ji Xiang obviously knows this, so he has never let Su Bai try it a second time. .

However, this cat has actually always had a mind to make trouble. It has been studying this painting, and it is definitely not just for research. It really hopes to find an experimental subject, or in other words, this painting is in the cat's eyes. There is a good thing in it, and good things are not willing to be shared with outsiders. With its nature, it is impossible to go out and find other listeners to try.

First of all, there are too many things involved. After all, Su Bai put in a lot of effort to get this painting back, and it was cut off from someone else's hands. It's the same thing for Su Bai to let him see and play with it. If he takes it out Finding others to do experiments is another matter. After getting along for such a long time, although Ji Xiang and Su Bai seem to dislike each other, they have also understood each other's personalities.

Now, Su Bai was in a coma, unconscious, and Ji Xiang felt that his chance had come.

The chubby cat's paw gently pressed on the painting, and the painting released a faint black light. Then, this light began to spread out continuously, covering Su Bai's entire body. .

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"Cough cough... cough cough..."

Su Bai's consciousness was still very vague, but now he had a feeling that everything around him seemed to be getting clearer.

In that painting, the picture now presented is a cold cage, with portraits of compassionate figures engraved on it, with a kind of compassion for God to save the world. However, on the wall of the cage, a person, Nailed to the top, he is not Jesus, and cannot be Jesus, because his body exudes an evil and dirty aura, not the kind of filth in the ordinary sense, but a kind of evil even if it is After passing here, any ordinary person will feel dizzy and disgusted, as if their own blood has become sticky and corrupted at this time.

This is the scene in the painting, and Su Bai is in the painting;

His pupils began to focus, and all his senses were gradually recovering. Jixiang stood on the side of the painting, looking at Su Bai in the painting who slowly raised his head. Su Bai, dressed in black clothes, had an iron mask on his face, covering his face. Although his true appearance is hidden, painting is also a kind of movement, but this movement is not very obvious, but you can still clearly see Su Bai's movement of slowly raising his head.

Jixiang was a little excited, just like an old scholar who felt a little excited that what he had researched was gradually going on the right track. He squatted next to Su Bai, staring at the painting and combing his hair. .

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Cold, generous, harsh;

Is this a prison?

Su Bai looked around blankly.

Could it be that he entered the story world after being unconscious for a long time?

Su Bai never expected that he would be dragged into the picture scroll again by the troublesome cat. Now he could only think about whether he had entered the story world.

My body hurt, but it also felt numb. There was a heavy mask on my face, which put great pressure on my neck.

The air was filled with an aura of decay and dilapidation. This depressing feeling made Su Bai dislike it very much. He began to try to let his body produce its own strength.

"boom!"

At this moment, the prison suddenly trembled and made a harsh friction sound. Then, the pictures on the walls of the prison seemed to come alive. The compassionate portraits in the pictures were constantly releasing their own breath. This kind of The breath was extremely holy, and it also made Su Bai feel a kind of discomfort and suffering from the bottom of his heart. For him, this kind of breath was indeed what he hated the most.

The bloodline of the blood race started to work at this time, but soon, Su Bai found that the nails hammered into his body actually had bursts of thunder power flowing out, constantly bombarding his body and stimulating his soul. In an instant, The pain and agony caused Su Bai to subconsciously stop his previous behavior.

The feeling of powerlessness keeps coming;

A long sleep, a long closure,

Su Bai felt like an old antique, buried unknown in a corner of the world. Just as ordinary people would never understand the feeling of being imprisoned, this was an unbearable torture for normal people.

Fortunately, time did not seem to allow Su Bai to suppress it for too long.

In Su Bai's view, the horror broadcast was for the sake of storytelling, so it was impossible for a listener to be kept in prison and watch him be driven crazy.

Outside the prison, there were bursts of footsteps. Soon, the big iron door was opened, and seven or eight knights wearing ancient armor walked in. They exuded an aura of simplicity and vicissitudes, and there were also years on their armor. traces left behind.

Then five cardinals walked in.

A total of five nails were nailed to Su Bai's body, two on the wrist, two on the ankle, and one on the chest. The five cardinals put their hands on the corresponding nails, and then the nails broke away. The wall was on the wall, but Su Bai still couldn't move, as if he was being restrained.

Two knights came over, lifted Su Bai up, and started walking out of the prison.

Gradually, Su Bai began to wonder, is this a story world?

Because the painting style of the story world seems to be different from the one here. Could it be that the horror broadcast has changed its point of interest, so this kind of scene was specially created?

The moment he walked out of the prison, the sun shone in all of a sudden. Su Bai couldn't adapt to it. He was like a mouse that had been locked in an underground cage for who knows how many years and suddenly saw the sun. In short, this made him very uncomfortable. At the same time, the disgust and rejection from the depths of the bloodline also kept emerging. This made Su Bai very strange. His bloodline came from the ruined vampire blood exchanged from Weidian. He was not afraid of the sun and was not afraid of the sun. I don’t reject sunshine, but why is this emotion coming again now?

Could it be that the sunshine in this world is different from that in the real world?

Su Bai felt that his brain and nerves had not yet recovered, and there was always an unreal feeling like he was dreaming.

Slowly, Su Bai was sent to a high platform. There were 13 floors on the high platform. There was a row of knights standing on each floor. Around him, there were hundreds of knights standing there, looking very serious. There was also a kind of aura surrounding them. A chilling atmosphere.

Each of these knights is very strong, and they all exude a deep aura. Everyone is a powerful warrior. Now there are nearly four to five hundred knights surrounding them in a neat formation. They can indeed be called... Extremely luxurious.

Su Bai still had an iron mask on his face. At this time, a knight with gold rims on his armor came up, used his dagger to pry open Su Bai's iron mask, and took off the iron mask.

The sun began to shine on Su Bai's face. Without the restraints of the mask, Su Bai felt that his breathing became much easier.

My body is actually decaying, as if it has been poisoned, but it is decaying and regenerating at the same time, which has reached a dynamic balance.

Su Bai suddenly felt that this scene was so familiar, as if he had seen or experienced it before. In short, it really seemed familiar.

Around him, songs were constantly being heard, with a holy and solemn tone, creating a sacred atmosphere. However, these sounds were so harsh in Su Bai's ears, and the irritable emotions in his heart continued to rise. .

A cardinal appeared, and even an old man wearing a crown appeared. This should be the attire of the pope.

Which era is this?

What kind of story world is this?

Su Bai seemed very hesitant and confused now, and the feeling of confusion never went away.

At this time, the Pope began to chant something, as if he was praying to God, but Su Bai knew clearly that the object of prayer must be himself.

Soon, two cardinals stood next to Su Bai. Su Bai was locked on a pillar on the high platform. A blazing flame suddenly rose around him. This was a flame that could incinerate the soul. It was red and carried A taste of judgment.

The two cardinals controlled the flames and kept drilling into Su Bai's body.

The piercing burning pain kept coming, as if hands were constantly opening up my body and penetrating in, then crushing everything in my body.

However, from the bottom of Su Bai's heart, a kind of hysterical arrogance emerged. Su Bai laughed, but this laughter made him feel so strange.

this moment,

A bolt of lightning flashed across Su Bai's sea of ​​consciousness, and he suddenly woke up from his hazy state, and finally understood the reason why this scene seemed familiar:

This scene,

This experience,

This picture,

I had seen it when I was smelting that drop of high-level blood essence. This was a memory hidden deep in that drop of essence and blood.

but,

What on earth is going on, and why am I experiencing this scene again?