'The cocoon of the worm'!
That was the name of the gallery.
Because a terrible accident had taken place, the entire gallery had been sealed off, with police officers patrolling nearby.
The carriage stopped, and Rod and Su Lu jumped down, looking at the dark building with a bit of trepidation.
"Remember...you must not see that cursed painting! If you remember the portrait of the demon... perhaps the curse will find you next time!"
Rod took out two strips of black cloth, covered his eyes, and gave the remaining strip to Su Lu.
"With this getup, we look more like demon hunters!"
Su Lu commented sarcastically, blindfolding himself, his inspiration bubbling as if he had radar scanning abilities, objects within ten meters clearly appearing in his mind.
"Although the cursed spirit here is not a real demon from the Abyss, it is still set up by a very capable demon professional!"
