Chapter 10: The Truth About Death

Mrs. chattered about the painting, Tang Yichuan stood in front of the painting and looked at it for a long time, the painting is really weird, it does make people look at it and have a real feeling of standing in the cemetery, after looking at it for a long time, even feel as if they are in a dark, surrounded by terrible resentful spirits scolding, scolding, humiliating him, making people's hearts become impetuous.

"Is there something wrong with this painting?" The little Taoist priest stood beside Tang Yichuan and asked in a low voice.

Tang Yichuan nodded slightly, his feeling was very clear, this painting was definitely very weird, and what was even more weird was that the same sketch, almost even the painting style was the same, in An Yueyue's hands, the breath on it was almost the same as this painting, as if it was drawn by the same person.

But the lady said that the man who painted it was dead, and that the picture seemed to have been painted by the little girl. Tang Yichuan saw that the painting was spread out on the bed, and there was a pen next to it, which looked like a little girl was painting.

"Does Yueyue also like to draw?" Tang Yichuan asked coldly.

Madame paused, then shook her head and said with some loss: "Yueyue doesn't like to draw. We want her to do things that she doesn't like. ”

"Is it because of rebellion? Is she very good at drawing, but because you asked her to draw, she doesn't want to paint? Tang Yichuan asked.

"No, she didn't like to draw all the time, she didn't look good. Her talent is the piano, but after we hired a teacher for her, she didn't want to play, and then we wanted to hire a teacher for her to paint, but she didn't want to learn, and even drove the teacher away. When Mrs. said An Yueyue, her eyes were full of disappointment and loss, and her original good mood seemed to be gone, so she only said that she was a little dizzy, and asked the maid to take them to see it, and she went upstairs to the room.

Tang Yichuan and the others naturally didn't continue to watch, and also went back to the room one after another.

The black cat sat on the windowsill with a lazy look, "What are you doing so carefully, are you a little too concerned?" It's already happening, and you can't stop it. What we care about is the clue to find the ghost order. ”

"They died so miserably, if they could, of course they had to find out the truth about their deaths." Tang Yichuan glanced at the black cat.

The black cat still didn't want to be nosy, Tang Yihuang talked about the situation on his side, An An looked normal, there was nothing special at all, and he didn't get more news from An An's mouth.

Tang Yichuan talked about what he saw, and several people began to discuss that painting, and they all felt that the painting was strange. But where the specific problem is, a few people can't guess it, An Yueyue must have a problem, and the painting, but what does it have to do with the dead man, what does it have to do with the clues of the ghost order, but a few people can't figure it out.

In the end, a few people had no choice, and there was not much time, so they could only choose to be vigilant at night, and then directly see who the killer was, but fortunately, this has been repeated, and they still have the opportunity to see who the killer is, if not, how can they not find out about this matter.

Dinner is still eaten together as a family, including Tang Yichuan and a few people are also sitting, but this time, Tang Yichuan and the others almost have no appetite, except for the fat man and the bearded man, they don't feel anything, and they don't stop eating, Tang Yichuan can't eat it anyway, and the rest of the people are too, firstly, because they think of the tragic death of these people yesterday, they don't have any appetite when they think about it, and secondly, Tang Yichuan is more worried about whether they can find out the truth tonight.

Tang Yichuan even wanted to prevent this qiē from happening, their feelings in this painting now were very real, and every qiē seemed to be the same as the real thing, which made Tang Yichuan feel that the people in front of him were also real, so he didn't want them to die for no reason.

Finally it was night, and Tang Yichuan and the others still went back to their rooms, planning to wait until the people below had rested before going downstairs.

After returning to the room, Tang Yichuan directly sat down and meditated, and asked Tang Yihuang to call him when the time was almost right, Tang Yichuan now wanted to race against time to make himself stronger.

Not long after Tang Yichuan sat down, Tang Yihuang, who had promised to be good, inexplicably fell asleep, this was a low-level mistake he would never make, but he actually made it.

Tang Yichuan felt that he had been meditating for a long time, he was finally a little impatient, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Tang Yihuang, who was supposed to be awake and would call him, had fallen asleep, like a dead pig, and people who would usually wake up with a little movement, now Tang Yichuan screamed twice and even pushed twice and didn't wake up.

"One Emperor!" Tang Yichuan pushed hard several times, Tang Yihuang slept very dead, there was no movement at all, he wanted to continue to scream, but he already smelled blood, Tang Yichuan saw that Tang Yihuang seemed to be just asleep, so he didn't care about Tang Yihuang and ran out directly, he opened the door of the other room and looked, the situation was very weird, Gongsun Lan, Shangguan Linglan, the fat man and others all fell asleep like Tang Yihuang, and the people who should have been very alert did not wake up because Tang Yichuan opened the door.

In several rooms, the only one who was awakened by the sound of Tang Yichuan opening the door was the little Taoist priest, who rolled off the bed and looked at Tang Yichuan in confusion, and then also felt the smell of blood, and reached out to push the beard, but he couldn't wake up the beard.

"Don't worry about it, go down and have a look!" Tang Yichuan said eagerly.

The little Taoist priest trotted behind Tang Yichuan while putting on his shoes, "What about the others, haven't they woken up?" How do you sleep like being stunned? ”

"Stunk?" Tang Yichuan was stunned, "Did someone use drugs?" So how are we okay? ”

"I don't know, maybe it's not a drug. Let's go down and have a look. The little Taoist priest put on his shoes and said, they don't have time to care about the people above, they have to go down to see, the situation below seems to have happened.

Tang Yichuan and the little Taoist went straight downstairs, the two began to look separately, Tang Yichuan went to the hostess's room, opened the door, the male and female owner were dead, and when he turned around to go to other rooms, he suddenly saw a shadow running downstairs, it was the shadow of a child, it seemed to be the shadow of An An's child, An An ran fast, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one in sight, Tang Yichuan shouted and followed.

The living room downstairs did not turn on the light, it was pitch black, after Tang Yichuan came down, An An was gone, the door was open, but chased out, there was no shadow of An An outside, and there was no sound.

No matter how fast the child runs, it is impossible to disappear in the blink of an eye, Tang Yichuan began to look for some corners to see if An An was hiding in which corner, no matter what, Tang Yichuan felt that An An must know the truth of the matter!

It's just that Tang Yichuan didn't find An An after looking for a long time, and then he thought that the little Taoist priest upstairs didn't come down, could it be that he didn't come down because he found something? Tang Yichuan turned around and went straight upstairs, and when he reached the second floor, Tang Yichuan finally saw the little Taoist, the little Taoist looked at Tang Yichuan with a dead face, he seemed to be frightened by Yan zhòng, his legs were weak, and he needed to hold on to the wall to stand up straight in front of him.

"What did you find?" Tang Yichuan asked worriedly.

"Good, good, so terrible......" the little Taoist's body trembled.

Tang Yichuan rushed over and asked the little Taoist what he saw, looking at the little Taoist's expression, he must have seen something, but at that moment, the little Taoist was as if he was scared stupid, and he couldn't speak.