I Created Cthulhu In Naruto

"You know?" Jiraiya looked at the fake Jiraiya behind him with some contempt.

The fake Jirai didn't refute it, he walked directly to the combination lock, and entered the perfect match of the love cakes in the letter just now.

8, 2, 4, 2, 1.

As the holes of the five digital knobs on the combination lock rotate to these five numbers, the sound of the bolting device starting appears inside the entire combination lock.

With a click, the heavy iron door automatically popped open a gap.

Seeing that the door of the dark room was opened, the fake Jirai also touched his nose and raised his head complacently: "This is the wisdom of Uncle Ben."

In fact, the fake Jirai is just a random try. After all, this Love Cake ratio is Love's masterpiece in his life, and the probability of using it as a password is still relatively high.

But just when the fake Jiraiya wanted to continue to brag about himself, Jiraiya had already entered the dark room.

The fake Jiraiya also looked back at the dark space behind him, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly followed Jiraiya into the dark room.

This is a dark room only half the size of a Japanese room, and in the center of the dark room is a seat.

On the walls of the dark room, there are actually beautiful paintings.

Although Jiraiya didn't know much about the famous paintings, the fake Jiraiya next to him recognized many of them.

"It's a painting by Picasso!"

"And the painting of Master Gundam!"

"Cough, there are paintings by Kishimoto Qi Shi!"

Although Fake Jirai frequently shook his head to relieve the tension from his neck, he still excitedly mentioned the many famous painters on the wall.

"These paintings are all here."

"Are you familiar with these?" Jiraiya asked.

"Of course, because I used to be." Fake Jirai was so proud that he almost revealed his previous occupation, but fortunately he reacted immediately and said, "But I really like these works of art."

Zilai also smiled slightly, turned his head and continued to **** the wall to see if there might be other things hidden in the dark room here.

The counterfeit Jiraiya also looked at these valuable works of art around him. Although he was very envious, because of Jiraiya's existence, he could only take a look.

Putting his head in front of one of the paintings, the fake Jirai also took a closer look.

This is a realistic oil painting, the main content is a country road covered with fallen leaves, winding to a country cottage in the distance.

The whole painting has a good sense of space, and the country road in the main part seems to be like a real road, stretching to the distance.

Gradually, the eyes of the fake Jiraiya were attracted by the beautiful scene in the painting, and his eyes followed the country road in the picture and penetrated into it, as if he was in the space in the painting, wandering on the country road.

Walking along the trail covered with fallen leaves, the fake Jirai also saw the soft lights in the country house that symbolized the end? The smoke also rose from the chimney.

Seeing this scene? Fake Jirai couldn't help but shed tears.

The fake Jiraiya's real name is from Momoi Gate. He was originally a thief? Later, he heard about the name of Jiraiya, one of the three ninjas? So he began to pretend to be Jiraiya to cheat money everywhere.

Today, the people of Momoimon live all over the world, but the former people of Momoimon also had a home.

Although it is slightly different from the home in my memory? But the feeling of returning home is just like the artistic conception depicted in this painting.

No matter how embarrassed he was fighting with the children in the neighboring village, he could have a warm meal when he got home.

At this time, the people of Momoi seemed to have returned to their childhood? They walked to the door of the house in embarrassment? The family members inside would open the door at any time to welcome them home.

Just by imagining that picture in his heart, a gratified smile appeared on Momoimen's face.

Suddenly, the door of the country house on the painting opened.

The happy expression on Momoi's face came to an abrupt end? Because his sanity has not been lost.

How can something move on a painting?

But in fact? The door of the country house in the painting was indeed slowly pushed open from the inside.

Finally, the door was fully pushed open, and the light reflected a dark figure standing in the doorway.

This is not a human figure!

A huge and blasphemous figure, its body proportions are extremely strange, somewhat similar to a gibbon? Even if the hands are twisted and hang on the sides of the body, the fingers can almost be dragged to the ground.

Or in that blurry, dark figure? Momoimen can no longer tell whether it is a finger or a scythe-like claws of a beast.

This figure is like being drunk? The head swayed from side to side and walked out, and the arms also swayed back and forth like the pendulum of doom.

Even if the painting in front of him is just a two-dimensional flat world? But this feeling is so realistic? It seems that it is about to jump out of the painting at any time? Then he touched Momoi's cheek with a scythe-like finger.

"what!"

The rapidly rising fear in his heart finally awakened the Momoimen, and screamed out.

On the other side, Jirai also heard the voice, and quickly turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"draw"

The Taoimen person tremblingly pointed at the rural oil painting in front of him and said, "The painting is moving!"

"Drawing!"

"There is a 'person' in the painting, and he pushed the door open!"

"He's coming!"

The people of Momoi Gate didn't know how to describe the unimaginable thing they saw for a while, and could only use the adjective human to describe it.

Zi Lai also rushed up to watch it, and when he took a closer look, he found that there was nothing on the oil painting.

It's just a normal oil painting with nothing moving on it.

In other words, the entire painting is a simple landscape oil painting, without even a humanoid creature.

Vision may deceive people, so Jiraiya reaches out and touches the surface of the frame again, and the tactile feeling unique to oil painting is conveyed to his hand.

This is an ordinary painting.

When he looked at Momoimen again, his screams stopped, but his eyes kept staring at the oil painting~www.wuxiamtl.com~ as if he was about to look through the oil painting.

Although in his opinion this is just a normal oil painting, Jirai did not rush to deny what Momoi-mon people might have seen just now, but said indifferently: "Let's go, there is nothing here."

Momoimen nodded dully. At this time, the oil painting returned to its previous appearance, and there was nothing alive on it.

The blasphemous figure disappeared in an instant, completely disappearing from the world in the painting, as if it had never appeared.

The door to the country house was also closed, as if it had never been opened.

Could it be that he was too nervous and misunderstood?

After leaving the library, Momoimon followed Jiraiya to the other side of the second floor of the mansion.

Holding up the oil lamp in his hand, he wanted to relieve the discomfort and fear just now with the help of the light shining farther away.

Passing by the mirror placed in the middle of the stairs on the second floor, Momoimon wanted to straighten his hair, which had been broken up due to confusion and fear.

But when he turned his head, Momoi-monen saw a picture that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

The blasphemous figure that appeared in the oil painting just now was hugging tightly around his neck like a sloth.

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