In the hall on the first floor, it was full of cold and dark ghosts, and the visibility was extremely low.

The lights in the apartment won't turn on, so the ghast is probably at work.

The two can only use the flashlight function of their mobile phones for lighting.

The interior of the apartments here is generally the same.

Yan Hua thought about the layout of the Xia family's apartment, and took Qin Shuya to the first floor.

First the hall, then every room.

Includes bathroom, utility room and kitchen.

Feng's mother's room is also on the first floor.

But Yan Hua took Qin Shuya to Feng's mother's room, but the room was empty and there was no one.

There are traces of someone lying on the bed, which proves what Qin Shuya said before that she left after Feng's mother fell asleep.

Looking at the empty room, Qin Shuya's face tightened, although she couldn't show obvious emotions, there was shallow worry in her eyes.

Yan Hua patted her shoulder: "Look for it again." ”

The resentment here is too heavy, and she has only just learned the Heavenly Master's Heavenly Eye, and she is not very skilled in using it.

Under the cover of such a thick resentment, if her popularity is weak, she will not be able to find out the slightest.

took Qin Shuya to the staircase, and under the light of the mobile phone, Yan Hua and Qin Shuya both saw the bloodstains on the stairs.

It was like some living creature had been dragged upstairs.

Yan Hua took a picture backwards.

Blood stains appeared out of thin air right here on the stairs, and the trail was clean, as if it had been cleaned.

Yan Hua squinted at the stairs, then turned his head to look at Qin Shuya again.

Qin Shuya's face was not very good, but she still couldn't see too much emotion.

Facing Yan Hua's gaze, Qin Shuya bit her lip.

Yan Hua advised: "You may need to be mentally prepared, let's go upstairs first." ”

Qin Shuya's face turned pale and nodded with difficulty.

"Follow me."

Yan Hua said three more words, then turned around and went upstairs without saying more.

Feng Ma may be the closest person in the world to Qin Shuya.

In this situation, there is little chance that Feng's mother is still alive.

However, there is a case in everything.

For that event, they couldn't back down.

If it weren't for Feng's mother's existence, Yan Hua would not have suggested that Qin Shuya go back to the apartment before dawn.

This ghast was a little unusual, not the kind of thing she could cut across the board.

The first time she encountered it, she was not completely sure, and she didn't want to take Qin Shuya into danger.

But there is Feng Ma, a big living person in the apartment, and her life and death are unknown.

Even if she stopped her, Qin Shuya would not give up the chance for Feng's mother to live.

So she didn't persuade her to give up at first.

Although Yan Hua was not very sure that he would be able to kill the evil spirit, he dared to bring Qin Shuya in, relying on the presence of the male and female protagonists of the world, and there was one more her.

If there is no her, this plot is estimated to be experienced by the male and female protagonists of the world.

The heroine of the world was injured in order to save Feng's mother, and the male protagonist of the world was awakened.

One person, one soul, two swords combined, slashed or repelled the ghast, and passed this level.

If the normal trajectory should be like this, there is now one more woman whose force value is more explosive than that of the heroine of the world.

Maybe it wouldn't be as bad as she thought it would be when she encountered the ghast head-on.

She should have a good chance of protecting the heroine of the world and killing that ghast.

Yan Hua was on high alert all the way, and his brain was also running rapidly.

Going up to the second floor, the two followed the trailing bloodstains until they reached the door of a room.

Yan Hua looked at Qin Shuya: "This is here?" ”

Qin Shuya's face became even more ugly, and the fire in her eyes was blazing.

Like an offended lion cub, eager to show its claws and deliver a fatal blow to the offender.

When Yan Hua came out of Qin Shuya's "my studio", she guessed from her outward emotions.

Only the things she cares about the most can make her show extremely intense emotions.

Although that little bit of expression, on a normal person's body, it can almost be regarded as no emotion.

Yan Hua had a number in his heart, and dispelled the idea of wanting to kick the door roughly, and replaced it with a gentler way of opening the door.

The moment the door was twisted open, a warm yellow glow spilled out from inside, projecting onto the faces of the two.

Inside the door, a middle-aged woman in pajamas was sitting in front of an easel, holding a paintbrush and stained with red paint, drawing something one stroke at a time.

Qin Shuya was so excited that she wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Yan Hua.

Qin Shuya called softly: "Mama Feng......"

Feng's mother, who was painting, did not react.

Yan Hua's eyes flickered, and his pupils shrank.

She turned her head and shook her head lightly at the anxiety that flashed in Qin Shuya's eyes, her eyes full of regret that she was "late".

Qin Shuya froze in place in a daze: "How come?" ”

Yan Hua calmly turned his head, looked at Mama Feng who was painting again, and said softly: "In my eyes, Mama Feng, who was sitting there, had a big hole in the back of her head, her brains were drained, and corpse spots had already appeared on her exposed skin. ”

"She has a very strong resentment on her body, and she is using her own blood to paint the last scene before she dies."

Qin Shuya's stiff body trembled slightly, but there was no trace of sadness on her face.

The words she said to Yan Hua just now, she could still leave a few tears, but at this time, she couldn't shed a single tear.

Because of Yan Hua's words, she also saw that scene.

It was as if some trick had just been cast, but it disappeared automatically at this moment.

The lights in the room were extinguished, and only the moonlight poured in.

Mama Feng, who was smashed out of a fist hole in the back of her head, was stiffening her movements, tracing an eerie face on the drawing board one by one.

And in his hand, he is holding a hammer.

In the moonlight, the bloody painting was still very clear and impactful.

That scene was depicted vividly, as if it were really unfolding in front of the two of them.

That should be the murderer Feng Ma saw, right?

The two of them stood quietly at the door, silently watching Mama Feng drop the last stroke.

Feng's mother fell to the ground with a "poof", the resentment on her body drifted away, and the transparent Feng's mother stood beside the corpse in a daze.

It was also at this moment that eerie laughter rang out, echoing in all directions of the two.

Yan Hua rolled his eyes: "The guy who pretends to be a ghost and hides his head and tail, is there any end?" Do you know that the disturbance in the middle of the night? ”

The laughter was choked for a while, and then it became even more gloomy, and the voice of a not good person sounded when I heard it: "Little girl, you speak in such a loud tone, aren't you afraid of the wind fanning your tongue?" ”

Yan Hua looked very disdainful of the other party's posture: "Listen to your tone is not small?" How? How many years haven't brushed your teeth? Is there no toothpaste for sale in Hades? Or are you so poor that you can't even afford toothpaste? ”

As soon as Yan Hua spoke, the terrifying atmosphere created by that voice exploded instantly.

This sudden change in painting style, even Qin Shuya couldn't react for a while.

The guy who only heard his voice was repeatedly offended by Yan Hua, and his key mouth was not as good as others, and he was deflated as soon as he opened his mouth, which made him angry and ashamed.

Yan Hua only felt a chill in his back, and suddenly dragged Qin Shuya to the side to dodge.

"Bang!"