Holding the lantern in her hand, Jiang Yaoqing walked out of the room.
The corridor was pitch dark, not a sound could be heard, and there was a faint rotten smell as always.
Lifting the lantern, Jiang Yaoqing carefully observed the murals in the corridor.
Being taken away by Sisili before, I didn't have much time to pay attention to these things, but now I just have the opportunity.
The lantern is close to the wall of the corridor, and some patterns can barely be seen clearly, but most of them are weathered away.
Touched gently, it looks like a mural made of turquoise green paint.
There should be a ferocious devil in the center of the picture. The monster with a human face and a snake body is dancing a strange dance. It should be performing a sacrifice, but the sacrifice failed.
The god was furious.
The content behind it was so corrupted that Jiang Yaoqing couldn't see it clearly, and could only barely tell that the devil was locked up.
At the end, the part that can be seen clearly is that the devil is tied to a pillar, with countless tentacles attached to its body, sucking its flesh and blood, and underneath is a pool of blood dotted with cinnabar.
Here, the mural ends.
The corridor is very long, and paintings are hung at regular intervals on the remaining corridor walls.
When I raised the lantern and looked around, I saw that they were all landscape oil paintings that could not be said to be good or bad.
Among this series of paintings, the most special one should be the one near the hall.
It's weird at first glance.
As for why you say this——
Because it's a children's painting.
The messy graffiti seems to be venting something, and the brightly colored combination makes people subconsciously feel a strong sense of uneasiness.
Just taking a glance at it, Jiang Yaoqing felt a little dizzy.
There must be something fishy about this painting.
You can ask Lance and the others tomorrow.
He walked into the hall with a lantern. The hall that was crowded just now was now empty. The wind blew from nowhere and made Jiang Yaoqing shiver uncontrollably.
This is Jiang Yaoqing's first live broadcast, but the spiritual power here is really pitiful.
A light blue halo dimly lit up around his body, and the meager spiritual energy molecules began to gather towards him, but they only lasted for a moment before they were all dissipated.
Or not.
There is too little spiritual power, and it cannot even move around within the body.
Jiang Yaoqing's eyes swept across the hall.
The book says that the first step in coming to the live broadcast room is to explore the scene.
Only by understanding the terrain clearly will it be easier for you to move in the next few days.
He took a step towards the table on one side. The dinner had not been cleared away yet, and the place was as messy as after the meal.
Logically speaking, "Mom", as one of the managers of the orphanage, should supervise their activities such as eating and sleeping, but this is not the case in the Paradise Orphanage.
After he inexplicably entered the Paradise Welfare Institution, apart from Sisili and the people in the kitchen, he had not seen any other human beings.
In any normal welfare home, this would be very unconventional.
However, this is not a normal situation.
I walked around the hall and didn't find anything strange.
Jiang Yaoqing chose to walk forward directly.
Lance's dormitory and his own were not in the same place. Even after Jiang Yaoqing walked around, he discovered that they should be distributed diagonally.
Lance and the others were washing up when they saw Jiang Yaoqing coming over. Lance brushed his teeth and said hello to Jiang Yaoqing. With foam in his mouth, he said vaguely, "Brother, what are you doing here?"
"walk around."
"It's already ten o'clock in less than ten minutes. Brother, please go back and rest."
"How do you know the time?"
Jiang Yaoqing asked curiously. After all, he didn't find a single clock in the orphanage.
"Here."
Lance stuck his butt towards Jiang Yaoqing.
"Hey, my brother sneaked out and bought a mobile phone two days ago."
"Besides, the orphanage will ring the bell five minutes early."
Lance rinsed his mouth with cold water. Seeing that Jiang Yaoqing had no intention of leaving, he asked doubtfully, "Brother, are you afraid of living alone?"
This kid still deserves a beating.
"Where does Sisili live?"
"That God of Plague," Lance said mid-sentence, catching a glimpse of Jiang Yao's unkind gaze, and subconsciously cleared his throat, "He lives over there."
Lance pointed in a direction.
"He doesn't live in an orphanage?"
"Yes, he was chosen tonight as expected, so mom let him live there."
"It's getting late, brother, please go back quickly. People in the orphanage will die if they go out at night."
As soon as Lance finished speaking, the bell of the orphanage rang, accompanied by a hoarse sound, like a throat cut.
"There are five minutes left until ten o'clock. Please go back to your dormitory and rest as soon as possible."
