Chapter 169: Blood Ghost Painting

"It's finally reliable this time...... Prison Hell!"

Meng Fan nodded, pondered for a moment, and then walked around the room, as if looking for something, and said as he searched: "That woman has lived here for a long time, and she can always leave some clues to tell us the truth......... Things are indeed a little strange. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Well, lock up your daughter in the villa until someone dies...... It seems to me that the old man's daughter was forced to die. ”

As he spoke, the octopus began to rummage through the room, under the bed, in the closet, in the bathroom...... I searched for all the places where I could hide secrets, and I was busy for a long time, until the two of them were exhausted, and they didn't find any valuable clues, everything was too clean.

"Octopus ......" Meng Fan stopped looking, glanced at the octopus, and said thoughtfully, "If you are locked in this room...... Well...... What do you do every day?"

The octopus blinked, looked at the room, and thought, "That...... The environment of this villa is very good, I will walk in the yard every day, and play hide and seek with myself, and then, well, will lie in bed and watch TV, if there is a network, it would be good, but unfortunately I have already looked, there is no network here. ”

"Watching TV?"

Meng Fan glanced at the TV hanging on the wall, then walked over, and after turning it on, he found that there was no signal at all, his face couldn't help but become strange, holding the remote control in his hand, and then throwing it to the octopus, "...... This is also a suspicion. ”

"Well, this remote control ......" Octopus fiddled with the remote control in his hand, looking at the slightly worn buttons on it, "This remote control is clearly used for a long time, could it be that your woman has been looking at it all the time...... No TV for the show?"

Thinking of this, the octopus felt a chill down his spine, and he couldn't imagine how lonely a person would be to do such a thing, afraid that only a mentally ill person would do this.

Meng Fan groaned, his fingers tapping on the TV screen, full of doubts, and suddenly, he made a move that surprised the octopus, and actually moved the TV off the wall, revealing the wall behind the TV......

"What?"

Seeing the wall behind the TV, the octopus was stunned, and found that on the wall behind the TV, there was not even a cable TV jack, or there was, but it was covered by wallpaper!

With a snort, Meng Fan tore off the wallpaper behind the TV without hesitation, revealing the cable TV jack...... Things are starting to get weird.

Seeing this, the eyes of the two people were staring, and the octopus was even more dumbfounded: "It turned out that you could watch TV, but how hurriedly did this wallpaper be pasted, and even the cable TV jack didn't have time to be exposed?"

"The wallpaper was pasted later...... Meng Fan's eyes showed a hint of essence, "We should have thought of it a long time ago, the smell of the wallpaper is very strong, and the glue on the wallpaper has not dried up...... I'm afraid it took only two days to put it up!"

"The purpose of this is ......," the octopus pointed at his forehead with his slender fingers, "...... Do you want to cover up something?"

"It should be, the secret should be hidden under the wallpaper. Meng Fan nodded, checked the wallpaper on the four walls, and began to tear the wallpaper, seeing that the octopus was also tearing, he reminded, "...... Be careful when tearing and don't break anything. ”

"Hmm. ”

Octopus nodded and began to clean up the wallpaper, and as the wallpaper was uncovered little by little, the expressions of the two people became more and more shocked...... There are many drawings painted on the west wall, as if they were scribbling casually, and the handwriting is blood-red...... It's like it's drawn with blood on your fingers!

Seeing these pictures, the two people looked at each other and were still shocked.

"This ......" octopus is a girl after all, and it makes her feel uncomfortable to see such a bloody wall, "...... It's too painful, isn't it?"

"The blood stains are still relatively fresh, and they should have been painted before death. ”

Meng Fan touched the bloodstains with his fingers and began to stare at the pictures......

The graffiti brushstrokes are very immature, and the lines are relatively simple, like a child's hand, but the dye used is blood...... The blood filled the walls with the aura of Xiao Killing, and this Xiao Killing was like a sharp knife stabbing out of the wall, making people dare not look directly!

I studied the order of the pictures, and when I looked at them in order, it seemed that they were telling a story......

The first picture shows a man holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and kneeling on one knee, while the other hand is holding a woman's hand, as if courting, although the lines are relatively simple, but it can still be seen that the woman has a sideways face, a ponytail, and a shy look.

The second picture is a man running with a woman, the woman's hand is on her stomach, her belly is round, she should be pregnant, the two of them are flustered, and there are several blurred shadows chasing them......

The third picture shows a man and a girl holding a child's hand, looking at the child's height ratio, about two or three years old...... It must have been two or three years since the picture above, with smiles on their faces, and in front of them was a gate decorated with flowers, behind which was painted a wedding dress......

In the fourth, the man is lying in a pool of blood under the flower gate, the woman is kneeling beside the man and weeping, and an old man with an ugly face is running away with a child in his arms......

In the fifth picture, the style of painting is eerie, showing a woman sitting in front of the window, with blood and tears in her eyes, and a vertical bar painted on the window, as if she was locked in a cage!

"Sure enough...... It's locked up. These paintings shocked the octopus, and it broke out in a cold sweat and looked at the last picture......

The sixth and final picture, on the other hand, is rather simple and shows a small figure hanging from a rope, and the blood of the little man is dripping......

"She committed suicide...... "The octopus felt a little out of breath with her little hands in front of her chest, "she was already thinking about suicide when she was drawing this!"

Meng Fan stood silent, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent......

The sunlight outside slowly shifted and shone on the bloody wall, and the pictures on the wall became more and more vivid, as if they were running down from the wall......

After a long time, the octopus said, "Brother Niuba...... These pictures are still very easy to understand, it seems to say that a girl met a man, the two had a child out of wedlock, and eloped when the woman was pregnant, and the two gave birth to the child and raised some of it, but, I don't know what's going on, they didn't get a blessing, the old man killed the man and took the child...... And the woman was locked up and couldn't bear the pain in the end...... Committed suicide ......"

As she spoke, she sat down gently on the edge of the bed, her eyes turned to the windowsill, and a picture of a girl sitting on the windowsill and enduring pain seemed to emerge in front of her......

After a while, she pursed her lips: "The story is quite simple...... It's just too cruel! The girl should be a female corpse, and the old man should be his father...... But why did he kill that man...... What about taking the child? I don't understand......

At this time, the father of the female corpse, an old man dressed like an old scholar in a robe and horse coat, had arrived at Huyang Temple...... In a room in Huyang Temple, the old man was saying to a person: "Daochang Qiu, my daughter is dead, I have also dealt with the scene, the two people who hunted ghosts failed last night, and they shouldn't have found anything...... The resentful spirit you raised should have been frightened and ran back to the mausoleum......" (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )