The man slowly stretched out one hand, which seemed innocent, while the other hand was holding out only one finger and writing something in the palm of his hand.

Zhao Yunuo understood that this person seemed to be trying to convey something to himself in this way, and his tense arms relaxed slightly. I was amazed at what this person had gone through?!

The gouging out of his eyes and cutting out his tongue must have been man-made, and at this moment it seemed that he could feel the pain that this man was going through. So who did this to him?!

The purpose of this seems to be to make this person completely lose the ability to communicate with the outside world, so that means that the man in front of him must know some secrets that the murderer doesn't want others to know!

But why not kill him? And use such cruel means to let this person live in the world?! Zhao Yunuo didn't know what kind of origin this person was, but he didn't seem to be a threat to himself at the moment.

"Can you hear what I'm saying?"

After Zhao Yunuo asked, the man nodded.

"Who are you?" As soon as Zhao Yunuo's words fell, the man suddenly stretched out his hand in front of him, Zhao Yunuo was startled, and directly put the dagger against his neck.

"What are you going to do!"

I saw that the man slowly stretched out his finger without malice, and wrote a few words on the back of Zhao Yunuo's hand holding the dagger, Zhao Yunuo understood what he meant, he wanted to speak through finger strokes, so he put down the dagger and spread out his palm.

The man wrote a few strokes on Zhao Yunuo's palm, probably feeling that he was replying to his name, but he didn't guess which words it was for a while, and it was certain that this person's name was not Gu Yuan.

Zhao Yunuo withdrew his hand and carefully observed the interior of this thatched hut. There are all kinds of household garbage scattered on the ground, and in a bowl that has fallen on the ground, there are also fish bones that have been eaten.

In this proximity to the river, fish is the only food that is easy to catch. Thinking of this, Zhao Yunuo looked at the slow man opposite him with a puzzled look, how did such a person who was basically incapacitated live on his own? The eyeballs were gouged out, not to mention fishing, normal walking was a problem.

Could it be that this place is inhabited by more than one person?!

Zhao Yunuo's eyes hurriedly searched every corner of this thatched hut to see if there were any traces of other people's lives, because this was very important, it was likely that the person he was looking for had not returned at this time!? If that's the case, then this place isn't safe.

Zhao Yunuo immediately became nervous, although the pervert in the diary was not this man, it didn't mean that he didn't live here! Because the note clearly said that Gu Yuan was near the ** river ferry!

Zhao Yunuo immediately noticed that in the corner of the thatched hut, there was a dirty white cloth covered with something, and there were a few brushes for painting scattered on the ground.

The man on the side also seemed to sense the sudden quiet air, so he sat down with a heavy heart, waiting for what the woman who suddenly broke in would do.

Zhao Yunuo clenched the dagger again, and instinctively glanced out of the door, which was still pitch black. She slowly approached the white cloth, grabbed a corner with her hand, and with a force, the whole white cloth was torn off with a whirl.

Covered under the white cloth is an easel, and there are many completed paintings scattered around, and at a cursory glance, the paintings are all gloomy, probably a cemetery or a night and other scenes, but it is covered with messy lines, it looks like the author is not satisfied with the painting, and there is a random smear after the painting.

It can be seen that this person is very dark and impetuous, and Zhao Yunuo does not want to observe the paintings in detail, and his attention at this time is all attracted by the easel.

On top of the easel, there is an unfinished painting, which is somewhat different from the landscape photographs scattered on the ground. It is a half-painted portrait of a woman.

The woman only constructs the contours and facial features of the face. Although it is a semi-finished product that has not been painted, through some steady lines and fine drawing, it is enough to see the author's strong painting skills.

The woman in the painting has good facial features, although she only has a general outline and no rich facial expressions, but you can feel that this person must be a beauty with a sign of appearance in reality. However, vaguely, Zhao Yunuo felt that the woman in the painting had a different feeling, and while looking at each other, he actually felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart.

Staring at the woman in the painting, Zhao Yunuo's eyes slowly blurred, and faintly, he felt that the surrounding environment became blurred.

Zhao Yunuo looked at the woman on the easel in a trance, and her pupils slowly dilated.

Suddenly, the woman in the painting became ethereal. It seems that everything around him has become lighter, and the air in the whole thatched hut is white, and Zhao Yunuo is looking at the woman in the painting stupidly. The outline of the facial features of the person in the painting gradually became clearer, and inadvertently, the woman in the painting seemed to blink her eyes.

Zhao Yunuo suddenly woke up from a big dream and screamed, because she clearly saw that the woman in the painting gradually became real, and the face turned into Zhao Qian's appearance, at that moment, Zhao Qian was smiling at herself in the painting.

Zhao Yunuo has only now regained consciousness, his gaze is still fixed on the portrait in the painting, and everything around him has returned to normal. At this time, I really feel that this semi-finished painting is my sister!

"It's... Who's drawing my sister?! Zhao Yunuo frowned, and suddenly turned his head to stare at the man who was sitting on the wooden bench. I saw that he was also facing himself with hollow eyes at this time.

At the same time, I realized that it was impossible for such a person to paint such a detailed painting. This further confirms that this house is definitely inhabited by a second person!

Zhao Yunuo immediately thought of the pervert named Gu Yuan in the diary, who had been madly infatuated with Zhao Qian, and it was reasonable to do such a thing.

I stretched out my hand and touched the painting, and found that the ink was not completely dry, and it looked like it was painted today, which means that the author of this painting also lived in this grass hut at the same time, and it will not be long away!

Zhao Yunuo took a step forward, put the dagger against the man's neck at once, and shouted angrily: "Do you know a person named Gu Yuan!?" And other people live here! ”

The man's body trembled slightly when he heard this name, and this detail made Zhao Yunuo even more convinced that he was not looking for the wrong place, so he pressed the dagger in his hand tighter.

The man hesitated for a few seconds, then picked up a piece of paper and a pen from the ground, and wrote crookedly.

"I do know him."

Zhao Yunuo saw these words scribbled on the paper, and continued to ask: "Where is he now!" ”

The man hesitated for a moment and wrote, "Now it's time to run errands outside." The next sentence written surprised Zhao Yunuo.

"You are Zhao Qian's sister."

When Zhao Yunuo saw this, he didn't know how to reply for a while, but stared at the man's sunken eyes in surprise.

"He even knows Zhao Qian!? And the fact that she knows that she has a sister?! If you don't know a person very well, how can you know so many details? And how can a person without eyes perceive that I am Zhao Qian's sister! Zhao Yunuo stared at this terrifying-looking man, and his heart became inexplicably nervous. Because I felt that the poor man in front of me knew many things.