"Ghosts? Ahahahaha! Fang Shuya smiled and said, "Young people nowadays are indeed very rich in ideas! ”

Lin Anran looked at Fang Shuya seriously: "I didn't lie to you, what I said is true, and the paintings I painted are all told to me." ”

"Okay, okay, I believe you, little ghost painter." Fang Shuya pinched Lin Anran's nose as she spoke.

Suddenly, Lin Anran's pupils dilated and her expression was nervous, and beads of sweat flowed down An Ran's face, Lin Anran took out the chalk in his pocket, and suddenly lay on the ground and continued to draw something frantically!

"Anran, Lin Anran, calm down! Calm down! Fang Shuya grabbed Lin Anran's hand, but Lin Anran still couldn't stop drawing on the ground, Fang Shuya forcibly snatched the chalk from Lin Anran's hand, but Lin Anran then continued to rub and paint on the ground with her fingers, and refused to stop until her fingers were rubbed with blood.

Fang Shuya saw that she couldn't control Lin Anran, so she immediately brought the blank manuscript and tracing utensils for her own painting.

"Use this!" Fang Shuya handed the painting utensils to Lin Anran!

Lin Anran glanced at Fang Shuya, then took the painting tool in Fang Shuya's hand and drew on the blank manuscript.

After a long time, Lin Anran fell to the ground exhausted.

"Anran! Anran? Fang Shuya hugged Lin Anran, who had fallen to the ground, to the bed.

Fang Shuya picked up the manuscript that Lin Anran had just drawn on the ground and looked at it, but Fang Shuya was deeply attracted by the story in Lin Anran's manuscript after just a few glances.

"This is the story I want, a story that everyone can be drawn to!" Fang Shuya looked at Lin Anran, who was lying on the bed, and then hid the manuscript in her cabinet.

For the next period of time, Lin Anran has been living in Fang Shuya's apartment, they eat together, go shopping together, play together, Fang Shuya loves Lin Anran like a mother! Lin Anran has also drawn more and more manuscripts!

One day, Fang Shuya came to a comic publishing house with the comic manuscript drawn by Lin Anran.

"These stories are really good, how did you come up with them? It's perfect if a story like this is published and will definitely sell a lot! A comic editor sat on a chair and took the comic manuscript handed to him by Fang Shuya and carefully studied it.

"Thank you for the compliment, it's actually not that good, compared to the comics of other famous authors, it's also very ordinary!" Fang Shuya stood in front of the editor in charge and replied modestly.

"These must be your own works, right?" The editor in charge asked suddenly.

"Huh? Oh! Of course... Of course, it's my own work, but I don't dare to say anything else, but the story in this comic was definitely created by me myself. Fang Shuya's expression looked a little unnatural, but she still replied reluctantly and confidently.

"Oh, don't be weird, I just think that your comic style this time is very different from your previous comic style, but congratulations, you will become a contracted cartoonist of our comic publishing house, my name is Fang Yue, and I will be your editor-in-charge in the future!" Fang Yue neatly handed the comic manuscript in his hand to Fang Shuya: "In the future, you can organize the comic manuscript into a document on the computer, and then send it directly to my mailbox." ”

"Thank you, Fang Yue, editor!" Fang Shuya happily picked up the comic manuscript and bowed politely to the editor in charge, and then left the comic club with joy.

On the way back, Fang Shuya bought some fish, meat, eggs and the like, planning to treat herself.

When Fang Shuya came to the door of her apartment, she found that there were a bunch of people around the door, Fang Shuya hurriedly threw down the dishes in her hand and rushed up!

"What? What are you doing? Fang Shuya rushed into the apartment, only to find that Lin Anran was surrounded by several people in the corner.

"What do you bastards want to do? Aren't you afraid that I will call the police? Fang Shuya said as she pulled away the few people who surrounded Lin Anran and blocked in front of Lin Anran.

"She is a broom star, she painted on the wall, my daughter would be stoned to death by falling flower pots, but a few days later my daughter was really hit in the head by a flower pot on the roof of the building on the way home, and died on the spot, she painted a picture is bad luck." An aunt with a sad and angry face rushed out of the crowd and shouted angrily.

"That's just a coincidence. It has nothing to do with him, she just painted a random picture. Fang Shuya defended Lin Anran!

"It's not the first time something like this has happened!" A very tall man stood out in the crowd: "She painted my wife drowning, and my wife actually struggled to drown in the pool when she was in the bath." ”

"That's enough, all shut up, it's none of her business, she's just drawing a few pictures." Fang Shuya roared at the crowd around her.

"She's a broom star, she's going to bring bad luck to people, and we have to get him out of here, away from us." The surrounding crowd gradually became riotous, and even though Fang Shuya stood up in front of Lin Anran, the angry crowd still knocked Fang Shuya to the side.

"Stop, are you crazy? You bastards. Fang Shuya stood up and rushed towards the crowd, wanting to recapture Lin Anran! But one person has never been able to confront many people, and Fang Shuya can't even get into the crowd again!

"Ahh Suddenly, a woman's scream was heard in the crowd, and the crowd dispersed as if something had been wrong.

Fang Shuya saw through the crowd that Lin Anran had a fruit knife stuck in her stomach!

"Get out, get out of here, get out of here." Fang Shuya rushed over and hugged Lin Anran like crazy: "Anran, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay, I'll take you to the hospital, you'll be fine." ”

The surrounding crowd hurried out like children who had made a mistake.

At this time, Lin Anran saw Fang Shuya's manuscript that had just fallen to the ground: "That... Those... Did I draw those manuscripts? No, they can't be passed on, or the spirits will get their power out of these manuscripts to kill. Lin Anran said weakly.

"Don't say it, don't say it, I'll take you to the hospital first." Fang Shuya hurriedly picked up Lin Anran.

"Promise me, don't let them get out, those comic manuscripts really can't be kept." Lin Anran said a little anxiously.

"Let's not talk about this for now, you save your strength first, don't talk too much, I'll take you to the hospital." Fang Shuya got up and was going to take Lin Anran to the hospital.

"Promise me, you must promise me, you must not let those manuscripts get out, resentful spirits will really kill." Lin Anran grabbed Fang Shuya's collar with difficulty and said.

"Enough!" Fang Shuya suddenly lowered her head and said with a gloomy face: "What does the life and death of others have to do with me? Those comics can fulfill my dreams, and other people's lives and deaths are someone else's business. ”

"What... What, you're going to use these murderous manuscripts to fulfill your dreams? Lin Anran looked at Fang Shuya in surprise.

"I've already said it, what does the life and death of others have to do with me? These comics, these comics... These comics will help me become a real comic book writer! Fang Shuya was a little close to madness.