There are some things that can't be said to the police, but they can still be said to their own family, Mingyue opened her mouth and told her mother, saying that she saw it, and then the car fell off the bridge.

Li Ruqiong had a layer of cold sweat on her body, she was scared, she was not afraid of that thing, thinking that if Mingyue went up at that time, would there be almost no one left?

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Mingyue was sprinkled with rice, and what her mother was still talking about was inaudible.

"Go and get rid of the evil spirits in your body. "There were so many people who died at that time, Mingyue fainted next to her, who knows if it will be, whether it will ......

Mingyue said that her mother Li Ruqiong completely believed it, how could she not believe it, where are the many things that cannot be explained in the countryside in those years, and there are the kind of people who can be psychic, holding a water bowl and chanting a few words, and then putting it on the table, keeping it knows what happened at home, it is so magical.

The person who is called Mingyue's boyfriend has just fallen asleep now, and he went back to his own house last night, originally thinking of picking up Mingyue, at that point in time, the two of them could go out to watch a movie when they received someone, but they didn't answer the phone.

He was in a bad mood, the weather began to heat up again, and he went to sleep in the attic to talk, not that his heart was calm and naturally cold, and he couldn't sleep at all.

I haven't been home to sleep for a long time, and I haven't slept off.

Now he just needs a chance to show himself slowly, it's not the kind that is very cheap, he needs others to recognize his value, and he has this confidence in himself.

Unfortunately, not everyone knows how to appreciate.

After painting all night, he doesn't need to think about painting, he paints whatever he thinks, his movements are fast, his expression can be ethereal or very realistic, and he can make people see something called the soul.

It's not all unorganized, I don't know why I'm so irritable, and when I look at the things I draw, I'm startled, how to draw such things.

Is he crazy, what he presents is bloody, I've seen some of it before, and the pictures in my head are all very real things, just call someone to see it, the blood is all flowing.

A car accident was drawn, and a little girl was lying in the middle of the road, her body was twisted in an unnatural state, and normal people would definitely not be able to do that, because it was a car accident, and finally the little girl had a tear on her face and an unfinished wish.

When I woke up again, it was almost noon, look at the time and get up from bed, I am sure that people are going to the studio, and I can't say that I am not responsible if I don't have business.

Looking at myself in the mirror, with two dark circles under my eyes, fortunately, he is handsome, even if he has two dark circles now, it is not a bad thing, he still looks very cute, not like a panda, more like a zombie.

Assistant Yang is going crazy, he, the boss, can't find anyone, now at such a critical time, people come to the studio, and the matter is still yesterday, but now people obviously have something to talk about, but the boss is not there, it's almost noon, and people don't come.

"Why didn't you call your boss?"

"He's busy. Assistant Yang said haha, if he can be completely in charge, he can say too much now.

But he can't call the shots, the price is also recognized, and now people have put forward some requirements, he doesn't know if he can agree, it's a little too much, and he doesn't know how much strength his boss has.

He hadn't seen his boss's work, there were no paintings in the studio, it was all plants, and he didn't doubt that there would be animals and bugs that day.

Wu Youkui brought his painting to the studio, the one he painted last night, rolled it into a roll, took it, entered the door, and put it on the table casually.

"Boss. "Assistant Yang is ecstatic, your old man is here, and he briefly explained the situation, and then it depends on his boss.

"I painted a picture last night, and you'll take it and get a frame to hang here. Wu Yougang pointed to the wall, there is a wall that is green, gradually green, originally planned to use it to put some paintings.

Sitting on the sofa, the person moved, he was not in a very good mood, he came early in the morning, waited and waited, and he was not a very famous person, and even he could not find out about this person in this circle.

The asking price is so high, but the boss likes it, this is the advantage, and the boss must be satisfied, this is his job.

"Mr. Wu......" the other party politely shouted.

Wu Yougang walked over, "Do you want to look at the painting I drew yesterday?"

Assistant Yang has always pricked up his ears, and when he heard what the boss said, he walked over with the painting, in fact, he also wanted to see it now, if it was the best, then it would be easier to talk about it next.

If a painting is unexpectedly good, then that's strength.

The painting is slowly opened on the coffee table, little by little, from the beginning of the opening to the end of the full unfolding, full of bloody smell, this is a car accident, will not be merciful because of the identity of the person, dead is dead.

The little girl in the painting still has tears on her face, and there is a patch of blood under her head, which can be seen from the painting that it is still spreading to the blood.

The other party's stomach churned, although he was a man, but he had never killed an ant since he was a child, he did not faint blood, but he looked at this painting oozing.

"Mr. Wu, early in the morning, this is not good. The other party turned his gaze to the side, some paintings are good to see once in a lifetime, they are completely at the scene of a car accident, and the picture of the little girl with her eyes open in her mind is too profound, so that it is lingering now.

The other party had a feeling of being killed, he had never had such a bloody picture in his head, who would tell him how to get rid of that picture now.

"It's not early, it's almost noon. ”

The next thing is to talk about this matter, there is nothing to talk about, the other party's self-righteous high requirements are not counted here in Wu Yougang, he can give whatever you want, it is easy to say that it is easy to give money, and there is no problem with painting and giving money.

Deal.

The other party got up, Assistant Yang sent people out, he lifted his breath by himself, his whole chest was a little upward, and it was finally done, and he was really relieved when he closed the door.

"I haven't even painted yet, do you think this is the end of the matter?"

Yes, Assistant Yang took another deep breath and had a smile on his face, "Boss, what do you want to eat at noon today?"

"Whatever. "Why is it still casual, it must be casual, it's really too difficult for him, is it okay to have three dishes and one soup?

Today is the day of salary, the boss will not forget it, look in the boss's pocket, he is the boss who does not bring a bag, but he has a little word in his pocket, so flat, it doesn't look like he is rich.