01040707070707 I don't know why, I have a certain affection for Huang Shanshan, and I am willing to share something with her if I have something in my heart. Am I taking myself as her brother-in-law? Cough. What the hell is this?

The relationship between me and Huang Leilei is very strange, and now it is almost certain that she is the ghost. She attached herself to me several times, although we did not communicate. But I could feel the deep, warm feeling. Now that I know the cause of her death, I feel even more that she will not harm me. This little woman has a thin face, which makes people play with severe depression, and even if she dies, she is driven by demons. She's actually quite pathetic.

I blame Fan Xiong for this, and I don't share a grudge with her. She harmed my family, and now she has harmed ignorant girls, and she remembers every account. Now get the news of her death. I didn't feel relieved, but I had a vague premonition that she wasn't dead at all. I don't know where the cat is stealing fun. I'm going to pull her out, and I'm going to open ten big mouths left and right first. Let's talk about the rest after the fight.

I also shared my lovelorn with Huang Shanshan, and she told me that a girl like Huihui would be divided up, and there was nothing to regret. She said a lot of caring words, and I couldn't help but think, if I want to have a girlfriend like Huang Leilei and a sister-in-law like Huang Shanshan, what more could my brother-in-law ask for.

We chatted, and before we knew it, it was getting dark, and a figure came over and sat next to me: "What time is it, and let's talk about that, you two really hate to see each other late." "

The person who came was Xie Ling, and he carried the kit with him. He said, "Let's go, it's time for dinner, and I'll invite Miss Huang to have a meal." Full of war food, let's work. "

This cultural street, there is nothing else, the restaurant has it, it is all a variety of food in the country, we found a Sichuan cuisine, eat more spicy, drain the cold, and work at night without dozing. After eating, I didn't rush to leave, I asked for tea again, and chatted.

Huang Shanshan and I tacitly agreed that we did not tell the 90 notes 91 in the underworld left by Fan Xiong. Xie Ling is really a ghost, and he is very good at observing words and expressions, and said suspiciously: "You two seem to have an adulterous relationship." Luo Dao, look at your usual dick, I didn't expect you to be a good pickle, let's talk, how did you get our Shanshan? "

Huang Shanshan sank: "Jieling, if you want to be serious again, I'll splash you with tea." "

Jieling Gagale: "It's really weird, all women say I'm not serious." Whoever I recruited provoked him, tens of thousands of people hated him. "

I played a round game: "Okay, okay, full of wine and food, let's work." "

The three of us walked out of the hotel and walked slowly along the street. At night, the street lights are lit on the side of the road, and it is dim, and at this time it is drizzling again, and it falls on the bluestone slab, which feels very good.

After a big circle to the door of Fan Xiong's studio, we peeked for a moment in the shadow of the eaves opposite, the door was tightly locked, and the light was dark inside, there should be no one left.

Huang Shanshan was doing this for the first time, a little nervous, and whispered, "How do we get in?" "

Xie Ling didn't speak, waved his hand, and motioned for us to go with him. The three of us walked down the alley to the back of the studio, and from here, the walls were overgrown with creepers, the windows were closed, and in the hazy drizzle, the whole building was full of gloom.

The bell pushed the window and locked it. The collection here is full of paintings that can be sold for money, and there is no one to keep vigil at night, so you really have to watch out for thieves.

may be too nervous, Huang Shanshan looked very cold, her hands touched her shoulders, one mouth spit out white gas, kept stomping her feet, and her little face was frozen white.

"What should I do?" She asked.

Xie Ling smiled and pointed to the second floor: "When I came out, I made a buckle on the toilet window, and I will come back in the evening." We just had to climb to the second floor and go through the window. "

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at me and looked at Huang Shanshan. I immediately understood, and hurriedly said, "Shanshan, don't go in, now you have to climb to the second floor, you are too dangerous for a girl." "

Xie Ling looked at me and said that he was not to the point, and he said next to him: "In this case, you give us the key temporarily." If we really want to find something inside, we will be the first to inform you. "

Huang Shanshan had a cunning look in her eyes, and squeezed out a smile: "Come less, you have to go together, I have to hold the key, I won't give it to you." Who knows if you two stinky boys will be secretly playing tricks. "

Xie Ling smiled: "I have lived for decades, except for the master who called me a stinky boy, you are still the first." Okay, you can take the key, be careful when you climb the stairs, we don't care if you fall well. "

"Leave it to you." Huang Shanshan said.

Xie Ling straddled the bag diagonally behind him, grabbed the pipe of the outer wall, and climbed up little by little. I took a look, in fact, it is not difficult to climb, there are protrusions on the wall, there are many places that can be supported by feet, as long as you are brave, anyone can go up, no special skills are required.

He climbed up, and I motioned for Huang Shanshan to follow. I sue her, I'm in the last one, even if you fall off, there will be a cushion.

Huang Shanshan looked at me and grinned, this girl is really not simple, she learned to untie the bell, and began to climb up. I followed her, and for about ten minutes, we reached the second floor, stepped on the protruding eaves, and cautiously reached the toilet window. The bell had already gone in, opened the window, and pulled us in one after the other.

I was soaking wet, wiped my face with my hands, and opened the toilet door carefully, it was dark and there was no light outside, he listened attentively, and whispered, "No sound, come out." "

Huang Shanshan seemed to love to quarrel with him, and said: "Look at your timid appearance, no one will come here at all, so you can go out generously." "

Xie Ling said: "No one came? What if Fan Xiong's ghost is still hovering in this building? "

Huang Shanshan screamed softly and grabbed my arm, and the girl's face turned pale with fright.

Xie Ling ignored her, took out a small flashlight from his bag, and slowly polished it. The light was very weak, it would be nice to be able to shine a meter, he slowly walked into the corridor, and Huang Shanshan dragged me to follow closely.

I don't know why it's so dark here, even if the lights are not turned on, it's a little abnormally dark, like the moonlight outside can't shine in at all. It was an absolute black, like mist filling the hallway, and the air was so cold that it was almost ice.

"Everyone, be careful," Xie Ling said, "There is a lot of yin here, and it is simply two places during the day, and there are strange things." "

"What's weird?" Huang Shanshan was as frightened as a kitten at this time, and she didn't dare to speak loudly at all.

"Have you seen 90 Curse 91?" Xie Ling said: "Maybe in the attic or somewhere, there is a decomposing female corpse hidden. "

In this dark atmosphere, even I feel chilled when I say such nonsense. Huang Shanshan didn't dare to refute anything at all, she was so frightened that she was silent and clinged to me.

We followed the hallway until we reached the end. There is a door here, and the bell is holding a flashlight to shine a photo, which is the room with the "Studio Studio" sign hanging.

"Let's pick the lock." Xie Ling said to Huang Shanshan.

Huang Shanshan took out the set of keys from her pocket and came to the door to test it tremblingly. There are so many keys, I don't know which one, some keys can't be turned when they are inserted in. She was so nervous that she couldn't turn and twisted left and right, and Xie Ling grabbed her hand: "I'll come, if you break the key in the keyhole like this, we'll have a lot of fun tonight." "

Huang Shanshan let go to the side, and the bell was very calm, and she was not in a hurry to try the key. This trial time is not short, and I am waiting quite impatiently next to me. At this time, I only heard a "click" sound, and the lock was opened.

Xie Ling looked at us, gently pushed the door, and opened it quietly. He shone in with a small flashlight, and the light swept through, and I seemed to see a patch of pink, and before I could look closely, suddenly the light went out, and we fell into deep darkness.

"What's wrong?" I asked in a trembling voice.

"There's no battery." As he spoke, he took out a candle from his bag and lit it with a lighter, slowly raising a flame. "It's still reliable."

Xie Ling walked in with a candle, and I followed in, Huang Shanshan stomped her feet, although she was afraid, she could only follow behind.

The studio feels very spacious, even empty, and when you look up, the ceiling is extremely high, and the whole room has an extremely strange shape, like a large birdcage.

The floor is full of paint buckets, white canvases, and piles of waste paper, and what is more strange is that against the wall, there are actually rows of screens in the style of ancient ink paintings. We walked over to see, the screen was painted with traditional Chinese plum orchids, bamboo chrysanthemums, and ladies' amusements, etc., and the bottom was all pink, which is what I just saw outside the door.

These screens seem to have been painted for a long time, and the color is somewhat deposited, and some of the pink has turned into a dull earthy yellow, revealing a slightly mysterious ancient vicissitudes. Feng Nu lived.

Xie Ling looked at it, and his expression suddenly became a little solemn. He slowly approached, and when he looked at the screens, his face was about to be attached.

The flame of the candle in his hand was flickering, and I was really worried that these screens were all surrounded by canvases, and they caught fire, so he didn't miss out and set this place on fire.