When I arrived at the place, I took Wang Qiang to the community, found the specific location according to the address given by Miss Tang, came upstairs, knocked on the door, and soon a message from her mobile phone came: "Is it you who knocks on the door?" ”

I replied, "Yes." ”

After more than ten seconds, the door was opened, and a head slowly poked out from behind the door, with a vigilant and uneasy face, it was a girl.

She was stunned for a moment when she saw us, and hurriedly said, "Come in, she's in the house." ”

The girl opened the door for us, and I walked in and asked her, "You are her best friend Rongrong, right?" ”

She nodded, the girl was delicate, tall, and beautiful.

When we came in, we saw Miss Tang sitting on the sofa, her face pale and she looked frightened.

When she saw me hurriedly getting up, she just wanted to say something, but she saw Wang Qiang stunned for a moment, and her eyes were full of doubt.

I explained to her that this was the helper I had found, so there was no need to be afraid.

She asked me, "What about the one who was with you before?" ”

I know she's talking about my brother, but when I ask like this, I don't know how to answer, I can't tell her directly, my brother is also in the painting, right?

After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Oh, he's going to prepare something else, you don't have to worry, just have the two of us." ”

"You're still hurt?" When she saw me limping as I walked, her face became more and more surprised and uneasy: "I was fine before, can I continue if I am injured?" ”

"It's fine." I hurriedly changed the subject: "Miss Tang, what about that painting?" You said on the phone that it was hanging in the doorway, but when I came in, I didn't see anything. ”、

As soon as she mentioned this topic, her face suddenly changed, even the girl named Rong Rong who was standing next to her, and both of them had ugly faces.

I saw that it didn't look right, and I sighed in my heart, but Wang Qiang didn't take it seriously at all, he didn't care what the identities of these two people were, he sat directly on the sofa, crossed his legs, picked up the banana on the table and peeled it.

"That painting... In the bedroom..."Rong Rong saw that Miss Tang was too frightened to speak, so she could only tell me: "I don't know what's going on, it floated in by itself and hung on the bedroom wall." ”

"Float in by yourself? It's quite bold. "These things are very difficult for ordinary people to see, and there are few spirits who want to be seen, this painting is not shy about it, and it flies in by itself, no wonder these two people look so ugly.

When I heard this, I looked at Wang Qiang, who slowly finished eating the banana and then stood up.

I limped over, and Rong Rong reminded us in the back: "The bedroom is on the far left. ”

Wang Qiang walked over and pushed the door open, the lights inside were turned off, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

As soon as the door opened, he immediately frowned, and even took a step back: "This smell is disgusting." ”

I didn't smell anything, but I felt the smell of perfume in the bedroom, and I didn't know if the disgusting he said was the smell of the painting or the smell of perfume.

By the light of the living room, I took a general look, and immediately saw that there was a bed in the bedroom, and there was a person standing next to the bed, because the light was too dim, I couldn't see who this person was, but I didn't have to look at it to know that it was definitely the person in the painting.

As soon as the two of us entered, there was an eerie guitar sound in the room, slow, low and depressing.

"It's you again... Why is it holding me back... Why do you want to hurt me... What the hell am I doing wrong..."The black shadow began to make a terrifying sound, and the sound of the guitar in the house suddenly sounded like sawing wood, and it was extremely harsh, and goosebumps rose all over my body.

Miss Tang's frightened screams were also heard in the living room.

The black shadow's terrifying questioning voice became louder and louder, and he roared hysterically: "Why! Why do you want to hurt me! All of them have a share! No one can escape! ”

The voice became more and more harsh, I couldn't stand it anymore when I covered my ears, and when I saw that Wang Qiang was still standing motionless, I hurriedly said, "You hurry up!" ”

The sound of the guitar is like a curse, and the listener's mind is out of control, itchy, and can't control it at all.

I scratched my arm desperately, and after a while the blood flowed out, and the pain came, like a knife, but I couldn't stop at all.

"Wang Qiang!" The more I scratched, the more painful it became, and the whole person began to scratch my neck frantically, and even wanted to clasp my own eyeballs.

Wang Qiang glanced at me, didn't speak, walked straight to the wall, and turned on the light with a "snap", and suddenly the black shadow disappeared, and the sound of the guitar in the whole room stopped abruptly.

As the music stopped, my whole body suddenly lightened, and I sat on the ground as if I had collapsed, with blood on my neck and arms.

"It's kind of interesting to be able to control people's music." Wang Qiang smiled, his eyes were a little unguessable, he looked back at me, and suddenly turned off the light again!

As soon as the lights were turned off, the room was dark, and almost instantly, the black shadow reappeared, and the music began to play.

As soon as I heard the music, I couldn't help but scratch myself, and as soon as my hand was raised, Wang Qiang "snapped" and turned off the light again.

The shadow disappeared again, and I sat on the ground dazed, not understanding what was going on, and he turned on the light again, and as soon as the shadow appeared, it was immediately closed again.

Back and forth so many times, I couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to turn around and climb out, but he saw it, grabbed me by the collar and pulled me back and said, "Don't go, this guy seems to be afraid of light, as long as there is a light, it won't dare to come out." ”

"Afraid of light?" When I heard him say this, I immediately understood: "No wonder you always turn off the lights and turn on the lights, are you tempting?" ”

"It's not." He shook his head and said, "I didn't turn off the light, it turned it off, if you are not afraid of the light, why should you turn off the light?" ”

As he spoke, he pressed the switch vigorously with his hand, and saw that there seemed to be a force in the switch, constantly moving downward, and Wang Qiang's hand began to tremble slightly because of the confrontation with it.

He turned around and said, "I'll hold him down, you can go and pick up the painting now." ”

I hurried into the bedroom and came to the painting to take it off, but as soon as I raised my hand, there was a "pop" in the room, and all the lights shattered.

It was suddenly dark, the guitar sounded, and I felt a heart-piercing pain in my head, so I hurriedly covered my ears and walked out.

"Back!" When I heard Wang Qiang's voice, I subconsciously looked back and saw a person standing behind me, this person was covered in flesh and blood, his head seemed to have been hit by a huge impact, half of it was sunken, and his eyes were protruding outward, looking extremely terrifying.

"Why... Everybody does this to me ... My pain. YOU SUFFER ALSO ... It repeated the words, reaching out and nudging me, and in an instant I felt like something had been drilled into my brain.

Immediately after that, the whispers of many people began to come to my head, stacked on top of each other, and sounded sneaky, as if many people were whispering in your ear at the same time.

But I couldn't hear what I was saying, and it kept spinning back and forth in my brain, more and more, and it felt like my brain was going to blow up.

I held my brain, my body began to get out of control, and the whole person felt like the world was spinning, and my mind was buzzing.

Soon I began to hear the words in my head, all of which were endless curses.

"Why don't you die?"

"Plagiarism and face to be released?"

"If you can't write a song, don't write it, isn't it fun to plagiarize?"

"It's because of the existence of this kind of person that the quality of the song will continue to decline."

"Does the whole family know about plagiarism?"

The sound of invective frantically penetrated into my ears, like countless insects crawling, and I lost the strength to resist and sat down on the ground.

Suddenly, all the voices disappeared, and in their place there was only the restless and lonely voice of one man.

"I didn't... These are all written by myself. I didn't copy it. ”

"Wen Lele?" I heard the speaker's voice, but it was so dark that I couldn't see anything.

There is always a voice in my head complaining: "It was those people who stole everything from me, they did anything for their own benefit, I am only a victim... I am a victim ... ”

The sound gets quieter and quieter until it is inaudible.

Immediately after, there was a sudden exclamation of "ah" in my ears, and I suddenly woke up and opened my eyes suddenly, and the room was dark.

"Help!" There was a miserable cry in the living room.