I don't know why, but it seems that even the surrounding air has frozen, and there is a dead silence.
The shadow squatted in front of the cabinet, staring at the painting unfolded in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more he felt his heart trembling. He always felt that something was staring at him! It was an indescribable feeling, and there was a cold feeling on the back of his neck.
I have goosebumps all over my body...
Under the dim light that was almost invisible, in the red brick mansion in the painting, a pair of eyes suddenly flashed in front of the glass window on the second floor!
The black shadow was so frightened that he threw away the painting in his hand and staggered back!
He calmed down, rubbed his eyes, stepped forward again, and took the painting with trembling hands. The panic and disbelief in his heart made him panic. He had been in this business for so many years, and he had seen many strange things, but
Nothing as horrifying as today has ever happened! Could it be that I saw it wrong?
The quiet painting still showed the beautiful scenery from before. Although the small western-style building was dilapidated, it was indeed extremely exquisite. However, he, who did not know how to read paintings, inexplicably hated the bright red bricks and tiles on the western-style building.
, which made him always think of fresh blood stains... At the same time, he didn't know if it was because of his heart, but he felt that the smell of blood in the air around him was getting stronger...
He didn't dare to read any more, so he rolled up the painting hurriedly and put it back in the cabinet.
He raised his feet and was about to leave through the window, but he hesitated again, looked back at the cabinet, and finally made up his mind, took out the painting again, and inserted it into the backpack at the back. He believed that,
This painting that Qin Feng preserved so carefully must be priceless.
Since this painting was relatively long when rolled up, he had to zip up half of it and wrap it up with several other paintings. Only half of this painting was exposed outside the bag, with his head held high...
He climbed down along the original lasso, and the process was still smooth.
Then, the low black figure ran in the dark night, his eyes shining with bright light! It was a kind of longing. He patted the backpack behind him, and seemed to see a stable life where he was counting money...
...For so many years, he has had enough of this kind of life with one meal and no next meal; he has had enough of going in and out of the police station, being detained there, and the treatment he has enjoyed; everywhere
He has had enough of wandering and living without a fixed abode!
He ran and stopped.
We were already far away from the seaside villa area, so there shouldn't be any emergencies. He looked around at the dark surroundings. Instead of feeling scared, the dark darkness gave him a sense of pride.
"Bah!" He spat and stopped at a group of low bungalows.
"Damn! Why is that painting so evil? I don't know if it's because of my eyesight." The shocking scene in the studio made him urgently urinate. In order to retreat early, he had to hold it in until now! He hesitated because he couldn't stand the swelling pain in his lower abdomen, so he
Stop in this seemingly old residential area and quickly deal with internal problems.
"What the hell!" He spat, loosened his belt, and muttered to himself, cursing: "I don't care about my own family anyway! Even if there is something wrong with me, I won't do it.
I don’t know whose house I’m dealing with, but it’s none of my business! Haha, I’m just waiting to sell these paintings, and then just enjoy the rest of my life with peace of mind! Hahaha…”
He took out a crumpled box of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and smoked in the chilly autumn while thinking about how to sell these paintings next.
The moment he turned around, the painting "Afternoon" that was exposed outside his backpack and almost fell out during the run finally refused to stay peacefully in his dirty backpack and fell out.
It just happened to fall into the smelly ditch where he just relieved himself!
When he heard the sound, he quickly turned around and felt a thump in his heart!
"Damn it!" he cursed and quickly picked up the painting.
He unfolded the painting distressedly and calculated how many yuan he would lose this time.
But after he wiped the painting with his sleeve, he found that the paint of the painting would not fade. Except that the canvas at the edge was a little dirty, there were no other major problems. He wiped it with his sleeve without caring.
Wiping the stains on the painting, he grinned and didn't care at all about the stinking sewage stained on his sleeves.
"When I get rich, will I still live like this? Bah! I also want to live a high-society life, with good food and drink, and servants to serve me! What does the current embarrassment mean? I will turn around one day.
Then those who looked down on me will be punished!"
His "impassioned" and "fighting spirit" are really embarrassing. It seems that the paintings in his backpack are what he relies on for the rest of his life. He relied on those paintings to escape poverty and become rich in the rest of his life.
He rolled up the painting and put it into his backpack again. In the cold wind, he left the low-rise residential building...
He didn't see that in the painting in his backpack, thick black fog suddenly appeared in the small western-style building. All the doors and windows were shaking and gradually distorting... Then, a picture
A mutilated, sunken green face appeared in front of the glass window on the second floor of the western-style building, grinning with a twisted and deformed mouth, smiling sinisterly...
Hao Qi suddenly woke up!
He sat in the darkness, looking ahead with a pair of bright eyes.
A very bad feeling suddenly came from the bottom of his heart! Although he couldn't figure out what went wrong, he could feel that it was not Qin Feng's side that had a problem. So what happened?
What other problems will there be? The ghost painting is sealed, and the female ghost will not come out for the time being; as for Qin Feng, there is no strong premonition to remind him that he is in danger, which proves that he is safe and sound; as for the eight-character pure yin, Yi Zhao
The ghost's little sparrow is sleeping soundly in her original bedroom next door, not to mention that her bedroom and even the entire western-style building has her own "Nine Palaces and Bagua Array", so it is impossible for anything to happen. But where does the uneasiness in her heart come from?
Hao Qi frowned, sitting in the dark with a cold face. His face was terrifyingly cold, and all his expressions were frozen in one moment. On his face, there was no other emotion except indifference and cruelty.
He stood up and stood in front of the window, staring at the darkness outside the window for a long time.
The sealed magic power could not be released well. He tried to lift the seal several times, but suffered backlash. The heartbreaking pain tortured him many times and made him worse than death. Despite this, under Zitong's little
In front of the sparrow, he still maintained his cold and arrogant attitude from beginning to end, and she didn't notice the slightest bit of discomfort on his part.
However, he finally understood that haste makes waste, and he was too impatient. Because he didn't know when, he who was originally undistracted actually got involved in emotional ties, and he couldn't help it. He didn't want Qin to do it.
If something happened to Feng, he didn't want that little sparrow to be harmed at all... Is this still him? He asked himself this question many times, but he never found the answer.
Hao Qi stood in front of the window, bit his index finger, and drew a spell on his forehead. Then, he put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, and swiped from his left eye to his right eye while whispering the spell.
"I was born with heavenly eyes, which are in harmony with the sky. My eyes are like thunder and lightning, shining on all things.
See the outside and inside thoroughly, the power of the Tao will not go away, forgive the eight extremes, nothing will not fall! The urgency is like a law and order, the mantra in the sky appears!"
Hao Qi's eyes were shining with yellow light, like two bright stars in the darkness!