Paintings of Terror

Ke Xun was not too relieved of Wei Dong, and finally went to 616, only to be helped by Wei Dong all the way back to 411.

Ke Xun looked at Mu Yiran dizzyly, but he vaguely saw a trace of concern in the other's eyes?

"Ke Er, I really didn't expect your reaction to be so big. Fortunately, it was me who lived on the sixth floor. Or else you went straight to the sixth floor last night." Wei Dong supported Ke Xun and helped him onto the sofa.

Ke Xun opened the green vial given by the old man Li Taiyong and poured out a few Danshen dripping pills. "Stay two more minutes on top, and I will blow it up on the spot." He quickly corrected his words under Mu Yi's eyes. "I mean the head."

"Perhaps this is also your discomfort with the world in the painting." Mu Yiran put down the mechanical theory book in his hand and tried to find some clues from the book just now. "Is your discomfort for the entire sixth floor or room 616? "

"The entire sixth floor." Ke Xun's mouth was full of the bitter and cold taste of pills, but his head and heart were more comfortable than before: "The concierge's words are very accurate, and I feel so overwhelmed that he feels his head sinks. Like an aircraft carrier, I can’t lift my neck at all."

Wei Dong also nodded again and again and reported to the boss: "Me too, the situation is a little bit lighter than him, just like a liquefied gas tank is on his head."

Mu Yiran directly ignored these absurd metaphors and poured Ke Xun a glass of water from the kettle to dry: "Room 616 has changed?"

Ke Xun immediately opened his eyes and smiled when he saw the glass of water, but he answered the question first: "No, Zhu Haowen also used a ruler to show me the measurement. The wall of the outer circle of the room tilted inward. The inner circle, that is, The side of the door and the small window is fine."

Ke Xun picked up the glass on the table. Although the water in it was still a bit hot, Ke Xun still blew up the heat, "Are you still putting me orange powder?"

Mu Yiran drooped his eyelids: "The water here seems to be pale pink."

Weidong felt that he had been sprinkled with dog food again, and his eyes went straight from the room to the door.

"It's all here?" Sha Liu suddenly appeared at the door.

Weidong did not understand that the bread in this "du" did not include himself.

Sha Liu walked into the room and closed the door directly.

The three men in the room stared at her, wondering what important remarks this woman was going to make.

Sha Liu leaned back against the door: "A terrible thing happened in our room last night."

Ke Xun sucked and drank the hot water: "Why didn't you say it downstairs just now?"

"I'm afraid that Qiu Lu will be scared. She is so courageous, but if she is surprised, it will be bad." Sha Liu always has her own set of reasons for doing anything.

Mu Yiran asked directly: "What happened last night?"

Sha Liu briefly scanned the room, her eyes fell on the red slippers on the shoe rack by the door, and she subconsciously moved away from there: "Last night, the two girls in 402 knocked on our door. I hadn't slept yet. , But I didn't dare to move or answer the door, so I sat in the dark, looking at the corridor through the small window-our room had no curtains."

Several people listened to her quietly.

"The two girls were also very anxious. They used their mobile phones to illuminate our room. As a result, they illuminate the things in the room..."

Weidong was the least courageous, so he simply sat on the sofa and huddled with Ke Xun: "Fuck, what do you see?"

"On the toilet by the window, there is a person sitting." Sha Liu's voice was a little low, "and from the angle of the window, I can't see that person at all."

Not only Wei Dong, Ke Xun was shocked when he heard this: "Who?"

Wei Dong: "Fuck, why do you still have a toilet in your house?"

Mu Yiran: "..."

Sha Liu helped her glasses and seemed to adjust her emotions: "I also think it's weird. There is a big toilet in our house, just like a toilet. When the light of the mobile phone turned on last night, there was a seat on that toilet. The woman is... a snow-white woman with white hair scattered all over."

Rao experienced the horror of the first two paintings, but Weidong was still frightened by the "white-haired and white-body" woman sitting on the toilet: "This...you see clearly?"

"I didn't dare to look more, I was so scared that I quickly closed my eyes," Sha Liu still seemed to have lingering fears, "After the two girls left, there was no movement in the room. It took a long time before I opened my eyes slightly. Look, the snow-white woman is gone."

Ke Xun ate two more Danshen dripping pills, cleared his throat and asked, "Do you think that woman is an entity, or something like aura or field?"

"I can't figure this out, so I just took a look," Sha Liu bit her lip. "However, I should be able to conclude that the woman lived in 410 before."

Wei Dong was afraid of going back, but at this time he had the courage to think about it: It is estimated that the toilet should be the private property of the white woman...

Sha Liu continued: "When I first entered the house yesterday, I saw a few very long white hairs on the comb in front of the dressing table. Those hairs should belong to her."

"Dressing table?" Although Mu Yiran didn't understand these gods and ghosts, he still asked a traditional question: "Is there a shadow of that woman in the mirror?"

"No, there is no mirror on the dressing table," Sha Liu also felt strange. "It is obvious that the original mirror integrated with the dressing table has been removed, and there are still traces in some places."

At first, Wei Dong felt that living on the sixth floor was the most unlucky, but now he feels that the other rooms are even more perilous: "About that white girl... You said she was all white, because she was wearing a white dress?"

"I don't know, I don't dare to take a closer look, anyway, the whole person is white, and his face should be white, just like a snowman." Sha Liu suddenly felt nauseous.

"Apart from these, are there any other signs?" Mu Yiran asked.

Sha Liu couldn't help retching twice: "I didn't sleep all night. In the second half of the night, I heard our door opened and closed twice. Although it was very light, I could still hear it at night."

"The door has been opened and closed twice? You mean that someone went out and came in again?" Mu Yiran frowned slightly.

"It's also possible that someone came in and went out." Ke Xun took a sip of hot water with poor quality.

Sha Liu: "This may not be a big deal. The doors are inserted from the inside. People outside are unlikely to come in."

Wei Dong: "The problem is...the one who can go in and out freely in the middle of the night...should not be ordinary humans."

Sha Liu thought for a while and said, "I asked the neighbor’s old lady about it. The last person who lived in our house was Yafen. It is said that he lived in 410 for more than ten years and was just taken to the city center by her parents. Living."

"You mean, this Yafen is still alive?" Ke Xun also felt that his question was a bit weird, but I believe everyone understands it.

"Listening to the old lady, it should have moved away." Sha Liu remembered the thousands of romance novels in the room, and didn't know why Yafen didn't take all her books.

If the white woman was not Yaffin, who would it be?

Sha Liu cleared her throat unnaturally: "I have discussed with Qiu Lu. We will spend the night on the outside sofa tonight. If there is a danger, we will run to the corridor as soon as possible. Then, please take care of it. ."

"Okay." Ke Xun agreed.

Sha Liu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's too early, let's go downstairs and gather."

A few people walked out of the house and saw Qiu Lu greet it on the third floor: "Come down and eat!"

Qiu Lu was with her two companions just now, and Xinmiao was walking beside her.

Everyone went downstairs together. Qin Ci and Li Taiyong were already waiting at the entrance of the hotel, and Zhu Haowen, who was expressionless, stood beside him.

Mu Yiran looked at Qin Ci, and the other party nodded: "I have already told the old man the truth, and he didn't have a strong reaction."

Old man Li Taiyong is not deaf. Hearing what Qin Ci said at this time, he said slowly: "Everything has a cause and effect. Although the things here are Shinto, they are not without reason."

After hearing these words, people had different expressions. Qiu Lu wanted to refute a few words, but since the other party was an old man over seventy years old, she had to give up.

Lunch is still a home-cooked meal, and everyone decides to discuss it after the meal, so as not to affect the meal after hearing about certain things.

After everyone put the chopsticks away, Qin Ci said, "There is nothing wrong with the furnishings of our 307 room, and there is no tilt change like 616, but I heard some abnormal noises in the middle of the night last night, I don't know if it counts."

"What kind of noise?" Sha Liu asked first.

Qin Ci recalled carefully: "It's kind of like the sound made by someone pursing our lips. Sometimes when we feed some small animals, we make a similar sound."

Xinmiao was the least courageous, holding her arm to force herself not to tremble.

"I heard what you said," said Li Taiyong, who was in the same room with Qin Ci, "It's like the kind of greeting a cat and a puppy. If you say something, it's probably like'Du Duo' Do' sound."

Everyone understood in their hearts, but no one dared to demonstrate and imitate, and was always afraid that after learning this voice, they would be followed by this voice.

This is a kind of horror from a tricky angle. It is different from the horror of a monster that suddenly runs out. It's like scratching you unexpectedly with a ghost hand. It doesn't hurt, just panic.

"Where are the others?" Sha Liu looked at everyone.

Zhitiao who lives in 317 shook his head: "We talked late last night and found nothing unusual."

Qiu Lu, who lives in 410, said: "We were fine last night..."

The four of Ke Xun Sha Liu looked at each other, but no one said a word.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Lu said again: "But I dreamed of the Snow Girl last night."

Ke Xun Weidong asked in unison: "What Snow Girl?"

"It is a kind of monster in Japanese myths and legends. It appeared in the snow-capped mountains. When you see a man you like, you will freeze the other person, and then put them all in the cave for appreciation." Qiu Lu said, "I was yesterday. The Snow Girl that I dreamed of late was snow-white and beautiful in white clothes."

Both Weidong and Shaliu's faces were very ugly. Others didn't feel comfortable hearing this dream. Only Shouzhu smiled: "Many Japanese monster legends are very romantic."

Qin Ci looked at Mu Yiran Ke Xun's side: "Is there anything happening in the 411 where the two brothers live?"

Although Ke Xun slept unsteadily last night, he did not hear or see anything strange. At this time, he looked at Mu Yiran, always feeling that the other party hadn't had time to tell him something.

Sure enough, Mu Yiran said calmly: "I also heard some movement last night, as if it came from under the bed."

"Under the bed?" Everyone showed the panic as they should.

"There is a sound under the bed, like someone is looking for something."