"Hey, have you heard? The dormitory manager aunt had a sudden high blood pressure last night, and the whole person was unconscious, and she was taken away by an ambulance this morning. ”

"It's not high blood pressure, it's heart disease."

"You're all wrong, it's a cerebral hemorrhage."

The corners of a girl's mouth have a bit of confidence in seeing through the essence of things.

"Shi Na, what do you think?"

Liu Qin rubbed Shi Na's hand on the table with her elbow.

"I don't know."

Shi Na rubbed her eyebrows, I don't know why, this morning's head was so dizzy, and her arms were very sore, as if she had a fight with someone else. (Ghost painting: You didn't beat someone, you broke my leg!) ）

Shi Na remembered that she had a dream last night, the dream was very real, she dreamed that she had a fight with the ghost painting, and in the end she was swallowed by the ghost painting.

As for why it boils down to a dream, it's not because the ghost painting has never left a living mouth, like Wang Jin, an art student in the next class, and another white bone in the studio, all of which show the ferocity of ghost painting.

As for Aunt Chen, the dormitory manager, she may really be sick.

"Shi Na, are you sick?"

Liu Qin saw that Shi Na was not very interested, and then noticed that her good friend's face was a little whiter than usual.

"No, I had a nightmare last night, just rest for a while."

Shi Na felt that she did not have any other signs of a cold except for the sequelae of sleeping comfortably, after all, she had a dream of being swallowed by a ghost painting and then deprived of oxygen, and it was normal for her to be exhausted.

Liu Qin didn't bother Shi Na anymore, and asked her to take advantage of this short break to lie on the table and rest for a while.

"Eh, have you heard? That wax museum has a moth again. ”

"Which wax museum?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"Hiss~"

"No, those wax figures are gone again, are they?"

Some students spoke out with a slight mockery.

"Huh? How do you know? News just came out. The man looked at his classmate with some admiration.

After receiving the affirmation, there was an uproar in the crowd.

After all, the case of the collective disappearance of thirty wax figures in the wax museum has not been found until now, but I didn't expect that after the wax museum regrouped, it was only a short week to resume business again, and the wax figure disappeared again.

"I'm afraid this boss isn't a fool, is he?" This kind of eye-catching news is enough once, and the second time is already completely uninteresting, and even a little disgusting.

After all, this kind of "self-stealing" behavior is a pure waste of public resources.

"yes, why are you moving such a heavy wax figure home? Is it offered? Who's going to decorate it? And there is no abnormality in the monitoring along the way, you say that this is not their own doing, can it still be a ghost? ”

Everyone agrees with this point of view and condemns the owner of the wax museum, is it because the tickets for the wax museum have not sold well recently?

Or do the wax figures in the wax museum need maintenance fees?

In short, no one believes that the wax figures in the wax museum have really been stolen, and it can be said that there is a gimmick when they are stolen once, but this second time it seems very blunt.

As everyone's words fell, Shi Na stiffened slightly, is it the wax museum again?

I really dreamed last night, but it belonged to the second half of the dream, and I could only remember a slightly hazy picture, but it was certain that she did see the wax figure in the dream.

Shi Na's palms were slightly sweaty, after dreaming of the wax museum, something would happen to the wax museum?

Do you have some kind of unknown ability to predict dreams? But the two can't be connected.

Shi Na immediately denied her guess in a panic, maybe it was really just a coincidence, and she couldn't do it when she was dreaming, right?

This is even more impossible, not to mention that so many wax figures are missing at the same time, she probably can't hold a wax figure alone.

"Class!"

The head teacher's shout instantly quieted down the noisy atmosphere and brought back Shi Na's mood.

But there's one thing to confirm.

When it was time for class to end, Shi Na rushed out of the classroom as soon as possible, and quickly ran to the first floor of the comprehensive building, standing outside the studio and looking inside.

The studio was still a mess, there were no ghost paintings on the top of the blackboard, not on the back walls, not even on the other two walls.

The ghost painting is gone!

Shi Na only felt a chill in her heart, and her whole person was drenched in cold sweat, could it be that the dream in the first half of last night was real?

Otherwise, how to explain the fact that the ghost painting is missing?

Shi Na took a deep breath and rushed towards the girls' dormitory a little farther away.

Running to the first floor in one breath, Shi Na knocked on the door of the dormitory manager.

The door opened, but she saw Aunt Liu, the dormitory manager of the day shift, looking at her suspiciously, this is not the time for students to attend classes?

"Aunt Liu, I'll see if there are any missing hairpins on the ground, it is likely that they fell when I was blowing my hair here last night."

"I didn't see it when I was cleaning today." Aunt Liu wondered, could it be that she didn't clean carefully enough?

"Find it yourself." Aunt Liu didn't ask too much and let Shi Na walk in.

Looking at this familiar scene, the look in Shi Na's eyes changed suddenly.

That's right, last night the table lamp was placed in the current position, the plastic bench was placed in the corner at this time, and next to the plastic bench stood a stick, one end of the stick had an uneven fracture, and the picture flashed in my mind, and this fracture was reopened with the white teeth of Sen Sen on the ghost painting.

Click!

Shi Na's face was slightly pale, her body stiffened slightly, and she could even recall the crisp sound of the broom being bitten off in her dream.

"Aunt Liu, what is this stick for?"

"It's a broom, and I don't know how it broke, but I saw it when I came early in the morning." Aunt Liu said and pointed to the remaining broom in the other corner, which was randomly stood in the corner.

This is public property that cannot be discarded casually, even if it is to be replaced with a new one, it must first leave evidence for people to check.

"Oh." Shi Na answered and walked over slowly, the break was very eye-catching, with intertwined teeth and teeth, which matched the severed stick.

The ghost painting was not found in the room.

But Shi Na confirmed a terrible news, she deeply suspected that everything she experienced last night was not a nightmare, but really happened, and she was one of the participants, but for some reason the memory was blurred, making her feel that it was just a nightmare.

"Aunt Liu, I, let me ask you something."

Shi Na's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes looked at Aunt Liu fixedly.

"Hey, just ask if you have anything to say, don't look at me like this, it's scary."

Aunt Liu was looked at by Shi Na's eyes, and she only felt a tense feeling in her heart.

"Aunt Liu, when you came in the morning, where was that stool?" Shi Na pointed to the plastic stool in the corner.

"This is also strange, I found it on the bed, I don't know what Lao Chen was doing last night, how could he put the stool on the bed, but it scared me when I came in the morning, this person couldn't wake up when he shouted, so he shouted and the ambulance dragged it away."

When Aunt Liu talked about this, her expression was three points curious, three points sympathetic, three points doubtful, and one point afraid.

The position of the stool is also numbered! The luck in Shi Na's heart was completely shattered, and she only felt like she had fallen into the icy water, which made her shiver with coldness and piercing cold.

She really died!