Festival ...... I looked down at the invitation in my hand again.

I'm not unfamiliar with the word puja, but I think it's a Buddhist ritual. And it's all about the palace style, not to mention sleeping two people in that big bed, it is estimated that three or four people will not look crowded when lying down. I walked over to the bed and sat down unceremoniously, my face facing a painting facing the bed.

The painting is a girl in a long white dress, with her hair in a very classical bun, and a smile on her face, and when I look at the painting, I am surprised to see that the girl seems to be looking at me as well, and her eyes seem to move.

I moved slightly to the left, and sure enough, the girl's eyeballs in the painting also moved with me, and at the same time, there was a faint breath from the painting that I had never seen before, it was not yin qi, nor miasma, but a red breath.

"That's not right!" I immediately pointed to the oil painting on the wall and said to Wu Xin.

After hearing this, Wu Xin also glanced at the painting, and walked over and reached out and gently touched the girl in the painting, just as she touched the painting, suddenly a scream came from outside the door, and the sound was so piercing that it seemed to be able to penetrate my eardrums.

I was stunned for a moment, and then asked Wu Xin: "You killed someone?" ”

"How is that possible!" Wu Xin immediately shook his head and said.

I quickly jumped out of bed and ran out of the door, and as soon as I got out of the door, another thing happened in front of me that surprised me, and from the third room on the left there was also a person, although it was just a back, but I could recognize it at a glance, it was Xi Lin.

This kid is coming to the puja too!

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