Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 909: The people in the painting

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This is a highway.

Cheng Zhiye was driving on the expressway when he suddenly felt the urge to urinate, so he illegally parked the car in the emergency lane of the expressway.

Then he hurriedly got out of the car and quickly relieved himself on the spot.

Below the expressway is a small gentle slope with a large inclination angle and not steep.

And outside the small gentle slope, there is a pitch-black flat land, and the end of the dark flat land leads directly to the pitch-black mountains.

Wow!

There was the rustling sound of grass leaves blown by the night wind, and then a large melon field was revealed.

"Hey, there are melons!"

Looking at the big ripe watermelons in the melon field under the dim lighting of the car lights, Cheng Zhiye suddenly felt greedy, especially in this sweltering weather, his mouth felt parched.

Summer is already sweltering. Even if there is an air conditioner in the car, it can still make people's backs and vests wet with sweat. Even in the summer when a person drives all night, it can't offset the heat waves.

Cheng Zhiye turned his head and looked around. He chose a good place to park, not at an intersection, and there were no surveillance cameras nearby to take pictures of violations. Unable to hold back, Cheng Zhiye went down the expressway on a gentle slope that was not too steep, intending to steal some watermelons to eat.

After Cheng Zhiye got off the expressway, he didn't plan to go too far. To be honest, Heideng Xiahuo was alone in the wild, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared no matter how bold he was, so his original intention was to just steal a few watermelons from the outermost periphery and leave immediately.

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

suddenly!

Snapped!

The soft soil beneath his feet turned into a hard, hardened road. Cheng Zhiye was caught off guard for a moment, his feet slipped, and he fell to the ground with his buttocks. The pain caused him to burst into tears.

My mouth kept ouching and screaming in pain.

But after seeing the surrounding environment clearly, Cheng Zhiye almost screamed out in fright.

The fields around him were gone.

At this time, he actually fell into an ancient building complex.

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

"Could it be that I encountered a ghost... a ghost hit the wall!"

The more Cheng Zhiye thought about it, the more frightened he became. He turned around and wanted to run away, but he found that his ankle was sprained, and every step he took felt like a bone pierced into the flesh, causing severe pain.

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

"Yes! Cell phone! I still have a cell 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 a while ago, only the flash light on the back of the phone remained intact.

It was dark in the middle of the night.

There was silence all around, and he was alone.

Cheng Zhiye was so frightened that his whole body trembled violently.

"Yes, is there anyone?"

"Should I really bump into... a ghost?"

Cheng Zhiye's face was full of despair. He started to limp forward while calling in a low voice to see if there was anyone and he needed help.

However, except for the old buildings in the surrounding area, it seems that no one has been there for a long time. The mossy bluestone roads and house walls are dead silent, dead silent and thick darkness. Occasionally, I passed by a few old buildings with half-open paint doors, and shouted a few times, but no one answered him, which made the night even more desolate.

Just as Cheng Zhiye was getting colder and colder as he walked, and he was suffering from hunger and cold, he saw a light in the night.

At this time, he was already suffering from hunger and cold, so he didn't think about anything else at all, and hurriedly ran away in surprise, just like a drowning man who would frantically grab a life-saving straw when he saw it.

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

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

Ecstasy appeared on the already desperate face.

"Is anyone there? Excuse me."

"I lost my way alone in the middle of the night, and my phone broke again, can you help me?"

Yet the house was quiet.

"Is there anyone there?"

"Please kindhearted people save me!"

Cheng Zhiye felt that his sprained foot was getting more and more swollen and painful.

knock knock!

Cheng Zhiye stepped forward and knocked on the door.

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

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

"anyone there?"

Cheng Zhiye limped into the house, but no one responded to him, and he was alone in a strange empty room, and he suddenly became a little scared.

At this time, when Cheng Zhiye was looking at the room in front of him, he noticed the ancient painting hanging on the wall.

In the ancient paintings, there is a piece of ancient buildings.

The ancient painting depicts a room with a few pieces of old furniture. There is a back view of a man covered in mud standing in front of one of the corners. The man covered in mud is looking at an ancient painting hanging on the wall. …

With a bang, Cheng Zhiye felt his head explode, and he was frightened on the spot, followed by a deep chill in his heart.

Isn't it about him and this house in this painting!

"Help...help!"

Cheng Zhiye was so frightened that his ghosts froze, and he turned around to run away. Unexpectedly, when Cheng Zhiye turned around, the "he" in the ancient painting on the wall behind him also turned around and finally saw his face clearly...

Just at this moment, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and everything was plunged into darkness.

I do not know how long it has been.

When the light is turned on again in the house, quietness and peace return.

time flies.

The night was dark.

Outside the peaceful house, the sound of footsteps was heard again.

Not long after.

Footsteps approached the house, and then there was a creaking sound of teeth pushing the door, and a young man with a long and narrow guitar backpack walked in from the door.

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

It was Fang Zheng who was carrying the ghost knife case on his back.

As soon as Fangzheng walked into the room, he took a look around and had a panoramic view of the small place.

He was attracted by the ancient paintings hanging on the wall.

I saw the house and the back of "myself" painted on the ancient paintings.

Far from being frightened, Fang Zheng was amazed, and looked at the "self" on the ancient painting with great interest.

In the end, he even stretched out his palm to touch the ancient painting on the wall with great courage.

"It's made of tough material, not like paper. It feels a little familiar to the hand... It's the same as the one I inserted into Gao Shu's painting. Is it fish skin? Or human skin? I don't know what it will feel like if I really insert it..."

Fangzheng looked at the ancient paintings on the wall, talking to himself for a while.

"But it's a strange thing to say. The address on the engagement invitation has been changing coordinates. I have already found the address on the engagement invitation, but why haven't I seen a single person? Let alone the guests, there is no host family or the big red "囍". see one."

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

Just when Fangzheng turned around to look around the layout of the room again, at this moment, the "he" in the ancient painting on the wall turned to face Fangzheng!

(end of this chapter)