Chapter 908: "Man" in the Painting

It's a highway.

Cheng Zhiye was driving on the highway, and he suddenly felt the urge to urinate, so he illegally parked the car in the high-speed emergency lane.

Then he hurriedly ran out of the car and quickly relieved himself on the spot.

Under the highway is a small gentle slope with a large incline angle, which is not steep.

Beyond the small gentle slope is a dark flat land, and at the end of the dark flat land leads straight into the black mountains.

Wow!

The night breeze whipped the sound of blades of grass, and then revealed a large field of melons.

"Hey, there's a melon!"

Looking at the large ripe watermelons in the melon field under the dim lighting of the headlights scattered around, Cheng Zhiye became greedy, especially in this sultry weather, and felt even more dry.

Summer is already sweltering, even if there is air conditioning in the car, it can still make people so hot that their back vests are wet with sweat, even if they drive at night in the summer, they can't offset the heat waves.

Cheng Zhiye turned his head and looked around, he picked a good place to park, it was not at the intersection, and there were no illegal surveillance cameras nearby. So he couldn't hold back, Cheng Zhiye went down the highway along the gentle slope that was not steep, planning to steal a few watermelons to eat.

After Cheng Zhiye got off the highway, he didn't plan to go too far, to be honest, the black light was blind and alone in the wild, no matter how bold he was, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened, so his original intention was to only steal a few watermelons in the outermost part and leave immediately.

It's just that people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and he was negligent for a while, not realizing that he was going deeper.

Suddenly!

Syllable!

The soft soil layer under his feet turned into a hard hardened pavement, which caught him off guard for a while, causing Cheng Zhiye's feet to slip and fall to the ground, hurting so much that his tears were about to fall out.

The mouth screamed in pain.

But then, after seeing the surrounding environment clearly, Cheng Zhiye was almost frightened and screamed.

The fields around him were gone.

At this time, he actually fell into an ancient complex.

And before his feet slipped, it turned out that the bluestone pavement under his feet was covered with moss, and the dew was already heavy at night, so he didn't pay attention, stepped on the slippery moss, and fell heavily.

"I don't think I'm going to run into a ghost... The ghost hit the wall!"

The more Cheng Zhiye thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he turned around and wanted to escape, but he found that his foot was broken, and every step he took was like a bone piercing into the flesh before stabbing violently.

In a panic, Cheng Zhiye remembered that he still had a mobile phone.

"Yes, my phone! I still have a phone to call the police!"

Cheng Zhiye picked up the mobile phone in a panic, only to find that the mobile phone screen in his hand had been broken just now, and only the flash on the back of the mobile phone was on and not broken.

It's dark in the middle of the night.

There was silence all around, and he was alone.

Cheng Zhiye was already frightened, and his whole body trembled violently.

"Yes, anyone?"

"Am I going to really bump into... Hell, huh?"

Cheng Zhiye's face was full of despair, and he began to limp forward, while shouting in a low voice if there was anyone and he needed help.

But in addition to the ancient house buildings around, it seems that no one has been here for a long time, and the moss-covered bluestone pavement and house walls are dead silence, dead silence and thick darkness. Occasionally, when he passed by a few ancient buildings with half-painted doors open, he shouted a few times, but no one answered him, which added to the desolation of the night.

Just as Cheng Zhiye was getting colder and colder, hungry and cold, he saw a bright light in the night.

At this time, he was already hungry and cold, so he didn't think much about anything else at all, and hurriedly ran away in surprise, just like a person who fell into the water would frantically grab a life-saving straw.

He only thought that there was a circle of ancient buildings in the melon field, and there were melon farmers who lived here to keep vigil.

When he limped closer, he realized that it was not an illusion, it was really a building that was lit up.

The face of despair, which was already desperate, showed ecstasy.

"Anyone? ”

"I'm lost alone in the middle of the night, and my phone is broken again, can you help me?"

However, it was quiet in the house.

"Excuse me, anyone?"

"Ask the good Samaritan to help me!"

Cheng Zhiye felt that the foot he had hit was getting more and more swollen and painful.

Knock knock!

Cheng Zhiye stepped forward and knocked on the door.

As a result, the door was not locked, and it was pushed open with a slight push.

The room is not large, and you can see it at a glance, there is a light on the house, but there is no one, but there is a painting on the wall.

"Anyone?"

Cheng Zhiye limped into the house, but no one responded to him, and he was suddenly a little scared when he was alone in a strange empty house.

At this time, when Cheng Zhiye looked at the room in front of him, he noticed the ancient painting hanging on the wall.

The ancient painting depicts an ancient house building.

The old painting depicts a room with a few pieces of old furniture, and in one of the corners stands the back of a muddy man looking at an old painting hanging on the wall......

With a bang, Cheng Zhiye felt his head explode, and the person was frightened on the spot, followed by a thick chill surging into his heart.

Isn't it him and this house that is depicted in this painting?

"Help... Help!"

Cheng Zhiye was so frightened that he turned around to escape, but when Cheng Zhiye turned around, the "he" in the ancient painting on the wall behind him also turned around and finally saw his face......

At that moment, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and everything fell into darkness.

I don't know how long it took.

When the light comes back to the house, it returns to silence and calm.

Time passes.

The night was dark.

Outside the room, where peace had returned, the sound of footsteps was heard again.

It didn't take long.

Footsteps approached the room, and then squeaked through the door with a sore tooth knock and a young man with a narrow guitar backpack behind him.

The young man was not very old, he looked like he was in his early twenties.

It was the founder with the ghost head knife on his back.

As soon as Fang Zheng walked into the house, he looked around, and he already had a panoramic view of the small place.

He was attracted by the antique paintings hanging on the walls.

I saw the house and the back of "myself" painted on the ancient painting.

Instead of being frightened, Fang Zheng was amazed and looked at the "self" on the ancient painting with interest.

In the end, he even had the audacity to stretch out his palm to touch the ancient paintings on the wall.

"It's a tough material, it's not like paper, it's a little familiar... It's the same as when I inserted Gao Shu's painting, is this a fish skin, or is it a human skin? I don't know what it would feel like if I really inserted it......

Fang Zheng looked at the ancient paintings on the wall and muttered to himself for a while.

"But it's also strange to say, the address on the engagement invitation has been changing coordinates, I have found the address on the engagement invitation, but why haven't I even seen a single figure? ”

"Could it really be that I told the Li family about the bronze corpse, without him leading the way, I wouldn't even be able to touch the threshold of the Gao family? Could it be related to this house and the paintings on this wall?"

Just when Fang Zheng turned around and looked at the layout of the room again, at this time, the "he" painted in the ancient painting on the wall turned to Fang Zheng!