When I saw this painting, I couldn't help but frown, because the memory of this painting is really not very good. It's too wicked.

I asked, "Did you paint this picture?" ”

Zhang Bin nodded. Then he held it up, pointed at it in the candlelight, and said, "Look." ”

I looked at it as I said, and I saw that Zhang Bin on the picture was gone. There are only countless ordinary imps left, floating and sinking inside.

I asked, "What are you asking me to watch?" Appreciating your drawing skills? ”

Zhang Bin shook his head: "I didn't draw it, I traced it on a stone slab." At the time, I was just curious, but I later realized that I was so stupid to do this. Five ghosts escaped with the help of this piece of paper. ”

I asked, "Where's that slate?" Is that the territory of hell? ”

Zhang Bin opened his mouth and was about to speak, but his expression suddenly became a little strange. He said with some smugness: "Don't try to lie to me. I can't sue you right now. Wait until you help catch those ghosts. Take me out and find the body, and I'll take you there. ”

I said helplessly, "How can I help you catch the ghost?" They came from Hades. Can I catch someone? ”

Zhang Bin said: "What about the underworld? Isn't it a ghost yet? Aren't you Taoists just catching ghosts? ”

I cursed in my heart: "They are not ordinary ghosts at all, and I am not a Taoist priest at all." But I couldn't say that in a few words. What's more, I don't want to talk to Zhang Bin about this. But all unjust ghosts like to admit death, a tendon, what you tell him is too complicated, once he can't turn the corner, maybe he will become a ghost.

I was sighing to myself, when Zhang Bin suddenly asked, "Do you have a brush?" ”

I said angrily, "No." How? Do you still want to continue drawing? ”

Zhang Bin laughed: "That's not it." ”

Then, he began to rummage through Xue Qian's bag. After a while, he sighed: "Brother Zhao, you are not kind, you obviously brought a brush, but you don't admit it." ”

I looked at him in surprise, Zhang Bin was holding a brush in his hand. He sighed on the brush and said, "Come, Brother Zhao." ”

I looked at him warily: "What are you going to do?" ”

Zhang Bin hasn't spoken yet. Outside, there was a knock on the door: "Boy, why haven't you come out yet?" Brothers, waiting for you to drink. ”

Zhang Bin became extremely frightened, and his already pale face was now even more bloodless. He panicked and said, "Right away, right away." ”

The knocking on the door had stopped, but there were still two sounds of conversation.

I looked nervously outside, not knowing how to deal with the situation. At this time, Zhang Bin was like a cat, and quickly jumped towards me.

Immediately afterward, he made two brushes on my face. I felt cold on my face, as if I had been numb from the cold.

Zhang Bin's tone was full of pleading: "You go for me, okay?" Draw what they look like with your blood and re-lock them on this piece of paper. We will be saved. ”

I looked at him dumbfounded: "Why me?" Why don't you go yourself? ”

Zhang Bin was so anxious: "I'm a ghost, I can't paint them anymore." Only you can. ”

He looked at Xue Qian's watch and said, "There is still half an hour." You have to do it in half an hour. Otherwise, they'll throw you downstairs. ”

I looked at him in amazement: "Why? ”

Zhang Bin said in a low voice: "The forbidden spell of the old Taoist priest has been lifted, and they are recovering their previous strength, and during this time, the scene from a year ago will continue to be staged. ”

My mind quickly reflected: the scene from a year ago? What was that scene a year ago?

Suddenly, I understood. It was the pony who took the waiter to peep and broke the things in the private room, and then Zhang Bin was thrown down.

Zhang Bin nodded and said, "Fortunately, the old Taoist priest was invited in time at that time, otherwise, none of the people present would have survived." In other words, today you fail, and everyone who was a year ago has to die. Their lives are on you. ”

I sighed helplessly. I thought: Sitting at home behind closed doors, disaster will come from heaven. Good and decent, why did I take my life?

I asked, "Even if I go out and pretend to be you, won't those ghosts notice it?" ”

Zhang Bin seemed to be afraid that I would regret it, and hurriedly said: "No, no, I have written my birthday on your face, and now it looks like you are me." ”

I said suspiciously, "You know this too?" ”

Zhang Bin said: "Since becoming a ghost, I have somewhat understood. This is painted with my soul, Brother Zhao, you must not let me down. ”

Then, he said nervously: "You should be more careful. He said as he said be more careful, and pointed to my big knife: "Don't bring this thing." ”

I glared at him, "This is what saved my life." ”

Zhang Bin had a pleading look: "Please, if this thing annoys the ghosts, we will have to walk around without eating." "Zhen comes to lead the ba.

I thought about it, it seems to be the case, even if I have a big knife in my hand, I'm afraid I'm not the opponent of the five powerful ghosts, since it can't be hard, let's come soft.

I nodded, took the painting in my arms, and stood up to open the door.

Zhang Bin had quickly fled to the cubicle and closed the door.

I opened the door to the toilet and saw two tall figures standing outside the door. When they saw me come out, they seemed to be very excited, and they hooked up with me and said miserably, "Boy, you are finally willing to come out." ”

Immediately, I was led by them and staggered outside.

The hallway had changed to what it had been a year ago, and the lights overhead were cloudy. I struggled to look up, trying to see the faces of these two men.

But they seemed to be extremely tall, and their heads were drowning in the darkness, and I couldn't see him at all.

I carefully pinched the painting in my pocket, and they pushed me into the private room.

There were three other people sitting in the private room, but there was no light in the room, only the street lights outside, and it was dark.

I had the audacity to say, "Why don't we turn on the lights?" Don't eat it in your mouth when you eat like this. ”

The ghosts actually nodded and said, "That makes sense." Then they lit a candle on the table.

When the candlelight was lit, I was so nervous that I looked at them, but just one glance at them made me stunned: they didn't have faces at all.

My heart was pounding and pounding. I put my hands over my chest, afraid that the sound would alarm them.

I said cautiously, "Guys, are you from Hades?" ”

Those little ghosts were yelling at five and six, and when they heard me ask, they shook their heads impatiently: "That kind of place, where can we go?" We're just a couple of watchdogs at best. ”

There was some joy and some disappointment in my heart. I rejoice that they are not from the underworld, so it will be easy to deal with. I was disappointed that the so-called news of Hades was a cover. It seems that my plan to rescue my ancestor and get out of the empty house is no longer working.

I walked by and was silent, while the ghost next to me was yelling at me to drink and eat. I saw if there was a black hole in their flat faces, and it was terrible to stuff the food and drink.

Suddenly, my heart moved, and I looked at my feet. Sure enough, there were several faces on the ground.

I laughed dryly and asked, "Why don't we put our faces on?" ”

The ghost said impatiently, "Brothers, I don't like that thing. ”

When I saw that they seemed to be angry, I didn't dare to say anything more, but I just beat the drum in my heart, not knowing what to do.

As the minutes ticked by, the imp kept inviting me to drink. The wine on the table had no taste and seemed to be clear water.

He was halfway through his drink when the door suddenly opened. Immediately after, a man poured in. I saw that the man was a pony, and behind him stood a dozen waiters.

The pony struggled twice on the ground, then shouted at the top of his voice, "Get out, take me out." ”

At the same time, the ghosts around me were also busy putting their faces on.

I watched this scene dumbfounded, and thought: sure enough, the scene from a year ago really appeared