When the situation was at its most dangerous, Liu Xianxian found the statue they had been looking for. Logically speaking, it should be a very happy thing, but Ma Ying couldn't laugh no matter what.
She knew that there was a third person hiding in the warehouse. At this moment, that person might be standing in a corner watching them.
Should you leave? Or take the risk and try?
"No, I still think it's too dangerous. Anyway, we already know the location of the sculpture. We can come over tomorrow. There's no need to rush." Ma Ying wanted to persuade her best friend: "Listen to me, let's go out first.
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"I only ask two questions and it won't take more than a few minutes." Liu Xianxian is a little stubborn. The man she likes has become a heartache that she can't get rid of.
Letting go of her hand, Liu Xianxian walked toward the depths of the warehouse alone: "It will be over soon, and I will know the answer soon."
She seemed to be in a daze, and her tone of voice was a little strange.
"Liu Xianxian!"
Ma Ying was anxious. She wanted to leave, but she was unwilling to leave Liu Xianxian here alone.
Holding the chair in both hands, she gritted her teeth and chased after him.
The two girls came to the last row of shelves on the left side of the warehouse. Liu Xianxian pointed to the gap between the shelves and the wall: "The back of the shelves has been hollowed out, and the statue is inside."
Ma Ying lay on the shelf and looked inside using the light of her mobile phone. She could see an ugly human face deep in the shelf.
When the light shone on the sculpture, the eyes of the plaster statue seemed to blink slightly.
"There is only one statue in the whole warehouse, so it should be it." Liu Xianxian grabbed the edge of the shelf and said, "What are you doing standing still? The thing we have been looking for for several nights is right in front of you, why don't you come and help?"
"I always feel that this sculpture was deliberately hidden behind the shelf." Ma Ying looked at the statue. She didn't know why, but it felt a bit familiar.
The two of them pushed open the shelves together, and a faint smell wafted out.
"Did you smell a stink? It seemed to be emanating from the sculpture, a bit like... corpse odor?"
"How can a plaster sculpture exude corpse odor?" Liu Xianxian walked to the statue with her mobile phone, and the light shone on the statue's body.
This is an adult male sculpture, slightly larger than a normal person. He has no clothes and a good figure, but his face is extremely ugly and makes people unbearable to look at it.
Few sculptors would ruin their works so much unless they have a special meaning.
"The base is engraved and the face is ugly. This is exactly the same as the sculpture in your video." Liu Xianxian looked at the sculpture in front of her, her fingers trembling slightly. She finally found this sculpture and could figure out the problem that had been bothering her for a long time.
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There is only a meter wide between the shelves and the wall. The sculpture stands at the deepest point, like a devil with outstretched arms, ready to embrace a lost traveler.
Standing in front of the sculpture, the smell became stronger, but Liu Xianxian seemed not to smell it. She clasped her hands together, not daring to look into the eyes of the sculpture, and lowered her head silently.
"in my heart……"
"etc!"
Before Liu Xianxian could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ma Ying from behind: "You should think carefully before asking. It was said in that strange story that the statue can verify the authenticity of a sentence. If the sentence states a fact, it will
Blood and tears will be shed, but if it is false, something terrible will happen."
"I know." Liu Xianxian couldn't listen to any advice now. She took another step forward and whispered to the sculpture: "The person I like in my heart also likes me, right?"
In the closed and gloomy warehouse, the girl expressed her deepest questions to the sculpture. She looked into the eyes of the sculpture with great expectation.
If the sculpture sheds tears, it proves that what she said is true.
Liu Xianxian became nervous involuntarily, and she could even hear her own heartbeat.
One second, two seconds...
Half a minute passed and nothing happened in the warehouse.
There were no tears in the sculpture, and nothing very scary appeared.
"Is the legend false?"
As if the strength in her body had been drained, Liu Xianxian leaned against the wall, and all her expectations turned into a bubble and burst.
Ma Ying stood behind Liu Xianxian, she had already expected this result.
Many times people do something not for the result, but for the thought of something to look forward to.
Patting Liu Xianxian's shoulder gently, Ma Ying didn't know how to comfort her roommate.
"I'm fine." Liu Xianxian said with a trained smile on her face: "This sculpture once appeared in a video recorded by your sister. Go and see if you can find any clues. Don't worry about me."
Ma Ying nodded. She took out her phone and paused the video at the place where the sculpture appeared.
"The statue in the video is exactly the same as this statue. As long as I find out who the original owner of this statue is, I can find the murderer."
She took out her mobile phone and took pictures of the sculpture, not missing any detail.
As the camera moved from the sculpture's chest to its cheek, Ma Ying's strange sense of familiarity became stronger, as if she had done such a thing before.
"Did I forget something?" After taking all the photos, Ma Ying put away her phone: "The strange stories about the sculpture are false, but for me, the appearance of this sculpture at least proves one thing. My sister gave birth to a child before she disappeared.
The video I sent is real."
She stared at the statue close at hand, looking at the ugly face, and suddenly an impulse arose in her heart.
Reaching out to touch the cold skin of the statue, Ma Ying asked a question that had troubled her for a long time: "Has my sister been killed?"
Missing and being killed are two different things. Even after so many years, she still has a trace of luck in her heart.
After waiting for a second or two, Ma Ying shook her head: "The ghost story is false. How could the sculpture shed tears? Everything is made up by people. It's a pity that the two of us still believe it."
She was talking to herself. After she finished speaking, the stench in the air seemed to become a little thicker, and the light from the mobile phone began to distort. The most important thing was that a thumping sound came from the originally quiet warehouse, as if something touched it.
Arrived on the shelf.
Ma Ying noticed something unusual. She raised her head and was about to turn around and leave when Liu Xianxian, who was standing behind her, suddenly screamed!
"Xiaoying! Look at its eyes!"
"Eyes?" Ma Ying quickly realized something, and she turned to look at the sculpture's face.
Two lines of blood and tears were sliding down the corners of the sculpture's eyes. The blood was thick and smelly, in stark contrast to the pale skin of the plaster sculpture.
"The statue is crying?!"
Ma Ying stayed where she was, and soon she was surrounded by fear: "The statue will shed tears when it states the facts, but when Liu Xianxian asked the statue just now, it didn't react at all."
The light from the mobile phone was distorted, and the thumping sound outside the door became increasingly clear.