Professor Qin Fang drove out early, saying that he wanted to go back to the university to pick up something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn this decades-old villa, in fact, only Luo Qiu and Zhang Xuanrui are left.

Since they were both students, the professor didn't seem to be worried about what the two students would do, and besides, it only took a few hours to go back and forth.

......

Looking at Zhang Xuanrui's strange behavior at this time, Luo Qiu thoughtfully glanced at the bones that had been cleaned out on the workbench.

From the first day of contact to the anomaly, the anomaly disappeared when the next day came, and in the days that followed, the song-like words that were released from the bones were no longer felt.

Zhang Xuanrui had already opened the door and walked out. After Luo Qiu glanced at it, he remained silent and followed behind.

He tried to call Zhang Xuanrui's name behind his back, but the other party didn't seem to hear it, just walked step by step, walking very carefully.

If you put on a set of Hanfu, you will look like a lady in ancient times, right?

Zhang Xuanrui finally stopped in front of a door under the stairs. She stood silently in front of the door, but did not go in, and stood eerily where she was.

After a long moment, Luo Qiu frowned, and he walked past Zhang Xuanrui's side and glanced at her front.

She's staring...... Behind the gaze of this door.

Luo Qiu, who already had some conjectures in his heart, glanced at the location of this door—under the stairs...... The avatar is like a storage room created by using the space under the stairs.

But he stepped forward anyway, put his hand on the lock of the door, and wrenched it with a little force.

"It's locked. ”

Luo Qiu didn't let go...... The club's owner frowned, only to hear a slight writhing sound coming from inside the lock, which was already open when he pressed again.

Luo Qiu then opened the door - but after opening it, he was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't the place he imagined it was for clutter or anything like that—in fact, he hadn't seen the space yet. Because behind this door, there is actually another door.

Luo Qiu subconsciously reached out and knocked on the door—it was a steel door.

As for the lock, it is an electronic lock.

Ordinary people don't set up such doors and locks in their homes - there is something valuable hidden here, or something that people don't want to see.

Luo Qiu doesn't like to inquire into other people's privacy unless he has to—of course, if he's a guest at the club, that's a different story.

Knowing that there was something behind the metal door that the professor might not want to expose, Luo Qiu felt that he could stop here.

He closed the first door again.

At this time, Zhang Xuanrui still maintained that staring appearance.

"I don't know what you're trying to say. Luo Qiu was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "But it doesn't matter what you want to express...... Since he is a person who has become an ancient, why should he still be attached to Hongchen?"

Luo Qiu remembered the former Lu Zigang - a soul who had been floating in the world for hundreds of years.

At this time, Zhang Xuanrui obviously has something similar.

didn't say anything, but Zhang Xuanrui suddenly fell down at this time - as if he had lost his strength.

However, he just fell asleep.

It stands to reason that he should be the one who is more able to get in touch with the 'thing' contained in this skeleton, but this 'thing' instead chooses Zhang Xuanrui as the party to which he is attached - it seems that even if he is attached to the upper body, it is still difficult to express some clear things.

Luo Qiu, who still didn't know a lot about ghosts, thought for a while, then reached out to let Zhang Xuanrui's body float, followed his footsteps, and returned to the studio.

He placed her in her place, wiggling to sleep on the table before continuing the work at hand.

It was about an hour later that Zhang Xuanrui slowly woke up. With doubts, she looked at Luo Qiu and said in a daze, "I'm ...... How long have you been sleeping?"

"For a moment. ”

"Professor......

"Haven't come back yet. Luo Qiu paused, and suddenly asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhang Xuanrui shook his head, "It seems to be a little tired." ”

"Hmm. Luo Qiu nodded, "Then pay attention to rest." ”

is used to Luo Qiu being this kind of guy who talks very shallowly with people, and Zhang Xuanrui doesn't care about anything. The rest of the conversation was only occasional, embellished with the dullness of the job at hand.

Professor Qin Fang later made a phone call and came back, saying that he was going to accompany a friend to dinner in the evening, and asked Luo Qiu and the others to lock the door and leave.

"Shall I send you?" Zhang Xuanrui looked at Luo Qiu politely when he picked up the car.

It's just that as long as it is in this city, Boss Luo, who has the ability to be more convenient than any means of transportation, is really a little reluctant.

At this time, you will be stuck in traffic and refuse to make friends with the highway......

"No, I don't. ”

At this moment, a small white car also drove in front of the villa. It was Qin Chuyu...... She got out of the car, looking a little dazed, as if she didn't see Luo Qiu and the others next to her.

As if pondering something, as if he was wandering for something, he opened the door and entered the house without looking back.

"Strange people. ”

Zhang Xuanrui frowned and muttered. Although he felt that Qin Chuyu was the kind of 'person with a story', he didn't think about taking the initiative to make friends too deeply.

When Zhang Xuanrui came back to his senses, Luo Qiu had already walked away...... What a chic and comfortable person.

Zhang Xuanrui smiled subconsciously, she didn't hate the only classmate in the class, but she was more comfortable in the short time she got along in every class in the past.

It stands to reason that this is actually a dull and silent wood...... However, the time spent together is always fast.

She doesn't think she understands this young man, and she doesn't think that the other party understands her, just like a gentleman's friend, indifferent.

Maybe...... In my own heart, subconsciously, I am actually looking forward to the other party's unwavering and free life.

......

......

The villa has a place where my father works, but there is also a place for painting in my spare time.

Already back?

When Qin Chuyu came over suddenly, he was already in the studio at home. She frowned, she had been in a restless and mental trance for the past two days, and time would pass unconsciously.

The root of it all...... It seems to be the painting that a guest gave him to frame the other day.

That gentleman hadn't arrived for several days, and because there was no contact information, Qin Chuyu could only wait silently.

Later, when she occasionally saw the news in the newspaper, and looked at the news on the newspaper that the man was arrested for arson and killing her girlfriend, Qin Chuyu understood that this painting would probably be in her hands for a long time.

She walked over to the framed picture, reached out and lifted the cloth that covered it, and once again fell into the contents of the painting.

What the hell is this?

Leaping on the drawing paper was a woman in a red evening dress...... No matter how you look at it, it's a very good composition.

Only the face of the woman in this painting.

He has no eyes or a nose, and if he says it, he is probably a faceless person - but the place on this face is not painted with nothing.

There are all kinds of pigments, as if deliberately, as if randomly, irregularly to make up this - chaotic face.

Qin Chuyu had never seen such a strange way of painting.

She gazed at the strange 'face' of the woman in the painting, feeling the contradictory and unconventional ...... of the painter There is not even a trace of the train of thought to follow.

What kind of confused and self-contradictory thoughts should it be?

In front of me, it was as if a whirlpool had been born.

Her heart was beating rapidly, and her body subconsciously took a small step back, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and a wisp of blood unconsciously overflowed from her lips.

When he stared at this painting again, Qin Chuyu's gaze was extremely complicated.

At this moment, she remembered many, many things, and muttered to herself: "I...... actually because of this painting, it was ruined...... What kind of madman can ...... this painting that can make people feel like a madman?"

She remembered what she had called...... Yu Sanniang.

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PS1: This is the second chapter (2/2) of yesterday's tipping and update.

PS2: Ten o'clock, or eleven o'clock, and one more shift.

PS3: Keep asking for all kinds of tickets.