There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 908: The “person” in the painting

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This is a highway.

Cheng Zhiye drove the car on the highway. He suddenly felt urinary, so he illegally parked the car in the high-speed emergency lane.

Then ran out of the car in a hurry, and quickly explained on the spot.

Under the highway is a small, gentle **** with a large inclination angle and not steep.

Beyond the small gentle slope, there is a dark flat ground, and the end of the black flat ground leads straight to the black mountain ridge.

Wow!

The sound of the night wind blowing the grass blades and then revealing a large field of melons.

"Hey, there are melons!"

Looking at the large and large ripe watermelons in the melon field under the dim lighting of the car lights diverging to the surroundings, Cheng Zhiye was greedy, especially in this sultry weather, he felt even more dry. .

Summer is inherently sultry. Even if the car is air-conditioned, it can still make people’s waistcoat wet with sweat. Even in the summer when one person drives at night, it cannot offset the heat wave.

Cheng Zhiye turned his head and looked around. The place where he parked was very good, not at the intersection, and there were no illegal surveillance cameras nearby. So one couldn't hold back, Cheng Zhiye descended the highway along the gentle **** that was not steep, planning to steal a few watermelons to eat.

After Cheng Zhiye got off the highway, he didn't intend to go too far. To be honest, he was in the wild by himself, no matter how bold he was, his intention was to steal a few watermelons at the outermost periphery. go.

It's just that the human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant. He neglected for a while and didn't realize that he was going deeper.

Suddenly!

Slap!

The soft soil layer under his feet turned into a hard hardened pavement. Unprepared for a while, Cheng Zhiye's feet slipped, and he fell to the ground with his butt, and his tears were about to fall out of pain.

He kept screaming in pain.

But when he saw his surroundings clearly, Cheng Zhiye almost screamed in surprise.

The fields around him are gone.

He actually fell into an ancient building complex at this time.

Before, when he slipped, it turned out that the bluestone pavement under his feet was covered with moss. There was a lot of dew at night. He didn't pay attention, stepped on the slippery moss, and fell heavily.

"I shouldn't have encountered a ghost... the ghost hit the wall!"

Cheng Zhiye became more and more afraid as he thought about it. He turned around and wanted to escape, but he found that his foot was hit, and every step he took was like a bone pierced into the flesh before it stings violently.

In a panic, Cheng Zhiye remembered that he still had a cell phone.

"Yes! Mobile phone! I still have a mobile phone to call the police for help!"

Cheng Zhiye picked up the phone in a panic, only to find that the screen of the phone in his hand had been broken just now, and only the flash on the back of the phone was left on.

It's dark in the middle of the night.

There is silence all around, and he is the only one.

Cheng Zhiye was shocked and trembling.

"Yes, anyone?"

"Should I really hit... a ghost?"

Cheng Zhiye's face was desperate. He started limping forward, while whispering whether there was anyone else and he needed help.

Except for the ancient buildings, it seems that no one has been here for a long time. The moss-covered bluestone pavement and house walls are dead and silent, and the deep darkness is dead. Occasionally, I passed several ancient buildings with half-painted doors open, and shouted a few times inward, but no one answered him, which added to the desolation of the night.

Just as Cheng Zhiye's heart was getting colder and colder, he saw the light in the night.

At this time, he was already hungry and cold, so he didn't think much about anything else, and ran away in surprise, just like a drowning person would crazily grab on a life-saving straw.

He only thought that there was a circle of ancient buildings in the melon field, and melon farmers lived here to watch the night.

When he limped and ran near, he realized that it was not an illusion, but a building was really lit.

The already desperate face showed ecstasy.

"Anyone? Excuse me."

"I lost my way by myself late at night and my phone broke again. Can you help me?"

However, the room is quiet.

"Is there anyone, please?"

"Good-hearted people please help me!"

Cheng Zhiye felt that the foot he got was getting swollen and painful.

Knock!

Cheng Zhiye stepped forward and knocked on the door.

As a result, the door was not locked, and it opened with a light push.

The room is not big, so you can see it at a glance. There is a light in the room, but there is no one. Instead, there is a picture on the wall.

"Anyone?"

Cheng Zhiye limped into the house, but no one responded to him. He was a little scared when he was alone in a strange empty house.

At this time, just as Cheng Zhiye was looking at the house in front of him, he noticed the ancient painting on the wall.

An ancient house building is painted in the ancient painting.

The ancient painting depicts a room. The room is simply furnished with a few pieces of old furniture. In one of the corners, there is a muddy man standing in the back. The muddy man is looking at a wall hanging on the wall. An ancient painting...

With a bang, Cheng Zhiye felt his head explode, and people were shocked on the spot, followed by a strong chill that surged into his heart.

Isn't he and this house painted in this painting?

"Help...Help!"

Cheng Zhiye was so scared that he turned around to flee. Unexpectedly, when Cheng Zhiye turned around, the "he" in the ancient painting on the wall behind also turned around, and finally saw his face clearly...

At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and everything fell into darkness.

I don't know how long it has been.

When the room lights up again, it returns to quiet and calm.

Time passes.

The night is dark.

Returning to the peaceful house, there was the sound of walking footsteps again.

It didn't take long.

The sound of footsteps approached the room, then squeaked the door with sour teeth, and walked in from the door a young man with a long and narrow guitar backpack behind him.

The young man is not very old, he is in his early twenties.

It was Fang Zheng who carried the Ghost Head Knife Box.

As soon as Fang Zheng walked into the house, he looked around, and he had a panoramic view of the small area.

He was caught by the ancient paintings on the wall.

I saw the house painted on the ancient painting and the back of "self".

Instead of being shocked, Fang Zheng was amazed and looked at the "self" in the ancient painting with great interest.

At the end, he even stretched out his palm courageously to touch the ancient paintings on the wall.

"It’s a tough material. It’s not like paper. It feels a bit familiar... but it feels the same as my painting Gao Shu. Is this fish skin? Or human skin? I don’t know how it will feel if I actually insert it. ……"

Fang Zheng looked at the ancient painting on the wall and muttered to himself for a while.

"But it’s also a strange thing. The address on the engagement invitation keeps changing coordinates. I have found the address on the engagement invitation, but why didn’t I even see a single figure? Not to mention the guests, even the host family and the big red 囍I didn’t see a single word."

"Is it true that I told the Li family that copper corpse, without him leading the way, I couldn't even touch the threshold of the Gao family? Could it be related to the house and the paintings on the wall?"

Just as Fang Zheng turned around to reconsider the layout of the house, at this time, the "he" painted in the ancient painting on the wall turned to face Fang Zheng!