—And, speaking of heartbreak, aren’t you the one who eats the most at dinner? Everyone has no appetite, and you eat the most delicious food.
The eldest son of the Ye family felt that the whole matter was too much to talk about, and he didn't know where to start his mouth. After struggling for a while, he decided to start with the painting itself: "Painting?"
The young man's eyes were fixed on the painting, and he seemed to want to borrow it for a look, but he didn't speak directly due to courtesy.
He believed that no one would just paint an ordinary painting in the middle of the night. There must be some mystery in this painting.
Xiao Li: "Do you want to see it?"
Ye Lingshi nodded hesitantly.
Xiao Li: "Please."
Ye Lingshi: "..."
"Forget it." The boy across from him generously handed him the drawing paper.
The brown-haired youth took it over and unfolded the drawing paper.
Frankly speaking, before seeing that painting, Ye Lingshiman thought that he would see a beautiful piece of art—he thought about landscapes, characters, or objects, even more singular ghosts and animals. Not surprised, but everything he imagined in his mind was overturned when he saw the drawing paper.
It's a person... right? It can be discerned vaguely from the hair, as well as the eyes. As for the other odd-shaped "five senses", only the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom.
The young man looked at the painting and was silent for a long time before he squeezed out an embarrassed but polite smile: "...This painting is quite special."
- It's very special, very ugly, and has no other characteristics except ugly. Could it be that this is really an ordinary painting, and the person in front of him just went out to paint because his hands were itchy
It's just that although the painting is ugly, the color scheme always feels a little familiar... as if I've seen it somewhere.
Ye Lingshi searched around in his mind, but he never remembered it.
Xiao Li took the painting back, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, just as he was about to say goodbye, he suddenly walked towards the window on the other side.
Ye Lingshi was taken aback by him, and he followed him subconsciously.
I don't know when it started to rain outside the window. The sound of rain washed over the window mercilessly. Xiao Li walked over and closed the window. The raindrops hit his cuffs, soaking the embroidery of his shirt, like thick blood.
The storm swept up the stormy seas, raised them high, and smashed on the suspension bridge that led to the outside world from the manor.
The narrow hanging bridge was like a lonely boat floating in the storm, torn apart in an instant, and fell into the sea. The ensuing whistling sound was like the roar of the abyss beast, isolated by the window.
Ye Lingshi, who witnessed all this, said, "... Ha, this is really Blizzard Mountain Villa."
The puppet in Xiao Li's pocket changed and sat in a different position. He didn't say anything, holding the food tray in his hand, and walked back to the room.
Ye Lingshi looked at his back, thinking that after dinner near the painting, this person also left like this, and the color of the ghost painting suddenly came back to his mind - at the end of the corridor, in the painting Isn't beauty just blond! And stared at this man!
At that moment, many things flashed in the mind of the eldest son of the Ye family, ranging from "being hooked by a female ghost" to "overbearing female ghost falling in love with me".
But in the end, he still shook his head. Where can there be an infatuated ghost like Nie Xiaoqian in the dungeon world. The evil spirits here all feed on flesh and blood, enjoying the fear and screaming of human beings. Fierce is more fortunate - of course, it is not ruled out that this person has some secrets, enough to resist evil spirits.
Who doesn't have a little secret yet
The young man who ranked 98 on the reincarnation leader touched his heart and showed a smile.
The next day.
The wind and rain still did not stop, the torrential rain hit the window like hail, making a crackling sound, and the dark clouds hung down gloomily.
The old butler had already informed the others about the broken cable last night, and everyone looked uneasy.
Although as reincarnators, they themselves could not escape the manor, but when they heard the news, a shadow was still cast in the hearts of everyone.
One person died last night, will it continue today
At lunch, the couple put away their umbrellas and hurried to the restaurant from outside to take a seat.
He Wei's hair was steaming, and he was holding his girlfriend in his arms. His face was very bad: "We went to the gate of the manor to have a look. The suspension bridge is indeed broken."
Wu Tan ate very little last night. At this time, he was trying his best to put something in his mouth. Hearing the words, he said vaguely, "Is this a special look? Didn't Ronnie tell us?"
He Yun lowered her head and did not speak, her body trembled slightly from time to time, looking like she was frightened.
Ye Lingshi's heart moved slightly, and he gently softened his tone: "What else did you see?"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Yun shrank into her boyfriend's arms in panic, and He Wei swallowed: "The angel's expression has changed."
Feng Fengqing frowned and asked, "What?"
"The two statues at the entrance of the manor..." He Wei recalled that the scene at the time was still a little scary, although it was just a statue, "When we first came, they were smiling. But I just went to see it and thought about it when I looked back. When they came in, they found... their faces turned into crying faces."
He Wei's words echoed on the empty dining table, and the fork in Feng Fengqing's hand made a harsh sound on the plate.
"Brother Ye..." Wu Fill subconsciously looked at Ye Lingshi, who was headed by him.
The young man put down the knife and fork in his hand, took the umbrella from the old housekeeper, and went to the gate of the manor to visit the two statues.
When they arrived yesterday, the corners of the lips of the two statues were raised, looking amiable. But now the lips of the two angels are pursed down, and the exposed teeth are like canine teeth, and the whole face looks particularly hideous.
The old butler who came out with them suddenly changed his face and said loudly: "Evil spirit, this must be the evil spirit!"
Ronnie's mournful voice was completely covered by the sound of torrential rain, and the deafening torrential rain washed over everything.
The rain was roaring, and Xiao Li stood at the end of the crowd, overlooking the entire castle.
It looks more like a cage.
After returning from the gate of the manor, almost everyone was wet, and the umbrella was completely unable to withstand the wind and rain.
They went back to their rooms from various places to take a shower and change into dry clothes.
Xiao Li put the dolls, small yellow books, and mobile phones in the pockets on the inside of the vest, so that they would not get wet easily. Now that he returned to the room, he took them out and put them on the table.
The doll lay directly on the spot, looking sullen.
I don't know if it's Xiao Li's illusion, but Tan Li seems to be very suppressed in this manor - before in the orphanage or in reality, he seemed very active, often wandering around to see the scenery by himself, but here But he didn't move, and every day he kept a corpse in his pocket.
In the same way, there is Zhou Ying. The children refused to come out. Every day, they played some stand-alone games on their mobile phones. Xiao Li specially downloaded an e-book for him to teach people how to write poetry. I don’t know if he read it or not. .
Only Xiao Huangben is always the same, greets him every day, and shows in a brisk tone: [When will you consider completing Hidden Mission 3?]
[I want you to finish it all the time, your usual lips look like rose petals, I want to kiss you when you are lying down, and I want to kiss the sauce on your lips when you are eating, even if You are so tough as you are now, I want to lick your lips even more.]
Xiao Li: ? ?
He weakly wrote below: "...can you not be so shameless?"
Xiao Huang was very puzzled: [What is shameless to reveal the truth?]
Xiao Li's hand holding the pen used a little force. Since he didn't have a second pen, he didn't break it. Instead, he drew a few horizontal lines on the big paragraph that Xiao Huangben said and erased them. . Young Quan didn't see these words himself, everything happened without incident, he stood up and took off his wet clothes and walked into the tub with water.
At the same time, in another room of the ancient castle, Wu Zhan was changing his clothes.
He simply put on his shirt, thinking about the angel statue in his mind, full of fear of the evil spirits lingering in this ancient castle.
"Dong dong dong-" There was a knock on the door.
Wu Tan's heart skipped a beat, he swallowed and said, "Who is it?"
No one responded.
He immediately jumped back, picked up his original clothes, and took out three talisman papers and two pills from it.
The knocking on the door continued, but no matter what Wu Tan said, there was always silence behind the door.
Wu Tan looked at the props in his hand and put the pill to his mouth, which was a distance that he could swallow at any time.
After three rounds of knocking, the creature outside the door seemed tired and stopped knocking.
However, Wu Yan did not relax because of this, he still looked at the door vigilantly, and swallowed a ghost pill - there was no trace of ghosts at the door.
He calmed down a little, and the sweat on his palms was wet with the ghost exorcism talisman.
Time passed by minute by minute, and it was almost time to see the ghost pills end. Wu Tan slightly shifted his gaze away from the door. When he turned his head, he saw a grimacing face attached to the window!
The ghost-repelling talisman in Wu Tan's hand burned, and the burning speed was extremely fast. Almost before he could react, the talisman paper had completely disappeared. He could only watch the ghost walk in and get close to him - in his life At the last second, he widened his eyes as if he had noticed something, and used all his strength to write a line on the floor...
Unfortunately, he couldn't finish that line.
Four hours later, at dinner time, the door was knocked again and someone broke in.
This is the second deceased.
Wu Tan's death was very tragic. His throat was forcibly severed, and a circle was drawn with white chalk on the place where he died.
Feng Fengqing pretended to check it again, then turned around and shook his head at the old housekeeper.
The old butler leaned against the door, his face pale, the wrinkles on his skin deepened, showing his old age: "One more death, this must be the curse of the evil spirit, the telegram can't be sent, the way out is blocked, we, we will all die in here… "
Ye Lingshi drew a cross on his chest and chanted a eulogy. Hearing this, he took a deep look at the old housekeeper: "Your Excellency Ronnie, the situation is getting worse and worse, you are no longer allowed to hide it, why do you Are you saying this is a curse of evil spirits, not man-made?"
Ronnie was breathing heavily, and the old butler's voice was hoarse: "When Your Excellency the Duke bought this castle, he asked a court magician to do the trick. When the magician came, he said that there was a lot of resentment here. The ominous place is the place of evil spirits. It's just that His Excellency the Duke insisted on keeping it here... From the moment I saw the two statues, I knew that the evil spirit he said came up."
"Did that Master Warlock say anything else about evil spirits?" Feng Fengqing asked eagerly.
"No, he was the one who communicated directly with His Excellency the Duke." The old butler said sadly, "I don't know anything, and His Excellency the Duke did not tell me."
Xiao Li squatted down beside Wu Tan's corpse. He dipped a little white powder on the carpet with his hand and scratched it in another area. Finally, he looked around carefully, and finally focused his eyes on the word Wu filled in. Above: ear.
ear? Ear-
The brown-haired youth standing behind him narrowed his eyes. At that moment, a flash of lightning connected everything together. He quickly relaxed and said to Xiao Li, "Mr. Detective, do you have any clues?"
Xiao Li turned his head calmly, he patted the other party's shoulder, and said meaningfully, "Who killed the robin."
Ye Lingshi looked into the depths of his eyes and said in a low voice, "... Himself."