Before I could react, Qin Yiheng had already rushed over and pulled out my backpack.

No one knows how long it will take to come in this time. For fear of running out of supplies, most of the backpack was filled with water and food, except for some magical items.

It's not easy to pull it out in a panic.

Qin Yiheng didn't discuss it with me, and with a force in his hand, he directly pulled the backpack off my back. Pour the contents directly on the ground, pick up the water bottle, and throw it towards the vent and onto the roof.

At this time, the whole room was already in chaos, and in addition to helping Qin Yiheng throw water, I also took the opportunity to glance at Bai Kai.

Bai Kai took off his coat very smartly, made a package, and wanted to transport all the water out in one go.

But before I thought about it, the package was too bloated, hit the vent, and was bounced back, and all kinds of bottled water fell to the ground.

My heart is broken, it's obviously too late. Thinking about it makes me even more uneasy. Qin Yi Hengguang helped me, his bag is still on his back!

I immediately looked for Markham Wing, and the old fox was leaning against the wall, looking at us with a blank face.

"Damn, you're here to help! I'm dead! Who will open the door for you? "I slapped my head,! We can pour the water out!

"Why are you so unenvironmentally friendly? What are you drinking? ”

Bai Kai couldn't throw them bottle by bottle, so he simply grabbed a few bottles with each hand and threw them at the vent indiscriminately.

The house was already hot and dry, and with such a toss, I felt like I had been washed with sweat. The door of the brain began to hurt, and the person also drifted away.

But I couldn't be idle in my hands, and I just threw two more bottles out. Suddenly, all three of them stopped.

For at the same time we heard a voice creep out from the corner of the empty house.

On a normal day, I might think about it and see what it sounds like.

But here, I can tell right away. It's the kind of dry voice that comes out of the throat of a dying person. It's like crying for help, and it's like wailing. But to me, it's more of a danger.

Qin Yiheng immediately stood in front of me and unscrewed a bottle of water casually. dripping from the top of his head.

"Jiang Shuo, you and Bai Kai see if you can go out. Don't act alone with Markham. Qin Yiheng stretched out his hand and pushed, and there was a distance of about half a meter between the two of us. I tried to get closer, and he kept waving his hand.

I took the flashlight off my belt and shone it in the direction from which the voices came. I saw that under the electric light, there seemed to be a black mist floating in the corner of the house. It was just surprising that the black mist did not hit us in our direction, but fluttered and went up the wall.

Bai Kai yelled, Xiao Que, should you visit the zoo? Step on me and go up. When I turned around, I saw that Bai Kai was already squatting under the vent.

"Let's go, let Qin Yiheng wait for death?" I glanced at Markham, who was still in place. I thought about it for a while, even in this case, Markham Rong is still as immobile as a mountain, and there must be a solution.

Thinking about it, an idea came to my mind, and I bent down to pick up a bottle of water. Pretended to walk towards Bai Kai, but my hand had quietly unscrewed the cap. Just when I was closest to Markham, I threw it at him!

Markham Wing didn't expect me to do this trick at all, but he was extremely fast, and when he dodged subconsciously, only some sporadic water fell on his arm. I took advantage of the situation and wanted to splash again, but Markham Wing had already kicked the wall with his foot and pounced on it.

I didn't even have time to blink, his hands were already stuck in my neck. The water bottle in his hand was immediately knocked out!

"Do you want to die?" Markham didn't let go of his hand at all, I just couldn't breathe.

Damn old kitty, it's up to the owner to beat the dog! I heard Bai Kai shout, and then a figure collided with me. Markham Wing was hit by Bai Kai and stumbled, but his hand still didn't let go. I was taken off balance by him, and I almost fell to the ground.

Just when the three of us were entangled, Qin Yiheng suddenly shouted, don't move. Look!

I don't know if it was Bai Kai or Markham who stopped first, in short, I felt that they were stunned at the same time, and the hand on my neck was released.

Bai Kai spat and pulled me up from the ground, although it was only a short dozen seconds just now, far from the point of suffocating a person to death, but I had consumed a lot of body before, and I still felt black in front of my eyes after such a toss.

When I eased up, I was able to catch my breath. Markham Rong was already standing next to Qin Yiheng. Stare at the wall together.

I looked at Markham's back and it was a great opportunity to get started. But now we can only focus on big things. I cursed a few words, so I had to go with Bai Kai to see what was going on.

When I walked four or five steps from the wall, I was stunned for a moment. At this distance, you can already see the details on the wall.

But I didn't feel at ease that I still shone my flashlight several times, and my heart rate immediately went up.

I saw that on the walls of this house, I don't know when, there were some strange and familiar murals.

It's strange because these murals seem to have appeared out of thin air, and we have already looked at the corners when we came in before, and if there were such conspicuous murals on the wall, it would be impossible not to see them.

And it's familiar because the frescoes are clearly the same as those found in the closet. It's the work of one person.

I only felt that my scalp was numb for a while, there were only four of us in this house, and only Qin Yiheng was here just now. Did he paint these murals? But listening to the tone of his shouting just now, it doesn't look like it. Besides, if there is any message that needs to be conveyed to me, he can speak. There's no need to paint too much.

In that case, there is only one reason. Qin Yiheng was taken up?

This house is full of filth from thirst, Qin Yiheng has so much water on his body, annoying the filth?

I said, Qin Yiheng, are you okay? Where did this painting come from?

"Hey, haven't we seen this painting? The kind in the closet! Bai Kai looked at it and said, old kitty, we didn't finish that matter just now, damn it, I'll make a picture for you on the wall.

"Don't make a noise, let me think about it." Qin Yiheng turned his head with a solemn expression.

After a while, he said again, I understand. Who painted those paintings in the closet! It wasn't drawn by a human at all, it's a clue left by filth! The filth would rather have its own soul scattered, but also use the last essence to leave these patterns, no wonder! No wonder these lines are so rough! So that's it!

I listened to Qin Yiheng's self-talk for a long time, and I could only sift out a few messages. These paintings are all filthy and painted with essence, and when they are used, their souls are completely scattered, in short, they are the same as those painted by people when they die before they die, so they are like stick figures.

"Filth can leave a pattern? With what to stay? What is the essence? Isn't there only yin or resentment? ”

"That's general filth." Qin Yiheng looked at me and said, these filths are all people who know how to do it. The people who die of thirst in this house are all masters in the industry!

Only these masters, who have dealt with ghosts and spirits since childhood, and often come into contact with various metaphysical objects, will it be possible for the yang energy on their bodies to refine their essence. The so-called heaven and earth, all things with spirituality, will gain essence when cultivating. These masters have been reminding us. What happened to them!

When I heard him say this, my eyes immediately turned to the frescoes.

I saw that this mural is very large, but the content described is pitiful. At first glance, it looks like it is in the sky, with a few pavilions looming, like looking up at a mirage. But on the ground, there was nothing or a human figure.

What does this mean? Do these filths indicate that they have ascended to heaven? It's a good day, what do you people on earth worry about? This is obviously impossible, and after thinking about it for a while, I seem to suddenly see some doorways.

The pavilion in this painting seems to be the city we are in. At first, I just thought it was too simplistic and didn't draw the details of the building. And now it seems that this building is painted realistically enough!

What is it that is covering these buildings? Cloud? Or is it fog?

Since this filth is a reminder to us, then this thing must be dangerous.

I said, is this painting telling us, why are they hiding in this house?

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard something outside the house, and suddenly there was a snort!