From tomorrow, be a person who is no longer a picky eater, tofu and mandarin fish, and those who come will not refuse......

Rushing into the misty blue-gray space, the most thought in my mind is to go and taste a bunch of fried stinky dried seeds after I have done this, maybe the sour memory on my taste buds will make me no longer afraid of this taste. To be honest, before rushing in, I thought I was going to rush into the space created by the ghost's resentment, but after a few steps, I touched a robe hanging on the wall.

It seems that the place I am now is still on the second floor of the restaurant, but the view is very obstructed. The private room where Bai Jasmine is located is the second room on the left-hand side, and since the terrain has not changed, it is much easier to find her.

Feeling the wall, I found the second private room, twisted the doorknob, and before I could completely unscrew the door, a powerful suction force dragged me into the private room like an invisible hand.

However, what appeared in front of me was not the slightly cramped private room with tables and chairs, but an old rehearsal room. In the center of the rehearsal room was a chair with a girl sitting with her hands tied behind the chair, and in front of the chair stood another girl.

The girl standing in front of the chair had a strong sense of disobedience. The whole space, including the girl trapped in the chair, is black and white, but only the girl who is standing has some normal colors.

That's right, only partially, one leg, to be exact. On that leg, he was clearly wearing a navy blue uniform of a policeman, while the rest of the part was an old-fashioned military uniform in black and white. No need to ask, Bai Bing is now trapped on this standing girl.

The scene in front of you should be the separate criticism that Grandma Dong said.

But what surprised me the most was not this, but the faces of the two girls, their looks can be said to be exactly the same, there is no difference, both of them are Wu Qianjie. What's going on?

If you criticize the fight alone, shouldn't it be Li Xiangxiang who did it to Wu Qianjie? Why are there two Wu Qianjie? Could it be that Li Xiangxiang and Wu Qianjie are twins who were raised and separated? It stands to reason that this is unlikely, if Wu Qianjie and Li Xiangxiang are twins, then they will inevitably take a group photo. In those photos on the wall, I didn't see two Wu Qianjie.

Suddenly, I felt that I was a little nervous, and I was somehow put into such a place, shouldn't I be very nervous? Now that the security problem has not been solved, I began to think about those messy things, alas, things have gone through too much, and it is not a good thing to lose my sense of fear. Fear and pain are the body's own protective mechanisms.

The place I was sitting in was the door of the rehearsal room, still a certain distance away from the two girls, my eyes glanced up and down, left and right, but I didn't find anything wrong around me, there were no ghosts, no ambushes, not even a little bit of yin qi.

In this dark rehearsal room, there were indeed only those two girls. The one who was standing kept pointing at the sitting one, his mouth opening and closing, as if he was cursing or scolding or something, while the one who was sitting kept his mouth closed, not saying a word, just making a bitter face, and letting the standing one spray her in the face.

I really want to hear what the girl standing is scolding, if I can hear it, maybe I can know which is the real Wu Qianjie, but I can't hear anything, it's like an old black and white movie, dead and silent.

Taking a deep breath, could this be the resentment space in the picture? I had always been restless before, but now, my heart was much calmer, at least, I saw the leg, and I knew that Bai Bing was not far in front of me.

It's funny, even though she might be the one who betrayed me, I still feel at ease because of her presence. People say that love makes people stupid, is that the case?

Neither Master Mao nor Bai Jasmine told me what the Soul Painting Technique looked like, or that they themselves had never entered the resentment space behind the Soul Painting Technique, but in my opinion, all this in front of me seemed to be something similar to an instantaneous scene. But looking at those two Wu Qianjie, I'm afraid that this scene is mixed with the thoughts of the master here.

It's been about two minutes since I came in, but the two girls didn't seem to notice my presence, and continued to do their thing. I don't know if they'll be able to hear me now, but I don't want to risk it, at least, to see what's going on here.

The girl who was standing was still cursing there, the girl who was sitting had a pained expression on her face, her facial muscles twitching, a smell of danger spreading through the air, I didn't know what was going to happen next, but I knew that one of the two was going to die.

Gradually, some noise came to my ears, I don't know what it was, like the chaotic sound of electricity when the radio was tuned, but it seemed to change in frequency as the lips of the woman standing and cursing opened and closed.

The girl who was sitting with her hands tied behind her seemed to move, no, not suddenly, and if you looked closely, her fingers seemed to be moving all the time, probably quietly untying the rope tied to her hand.

In fact, I think the girl sitting on the chair is really pitiful, in that era, how many good people were persecuted, even if there was really anything wrong, they should face the legal punishment of the judicial organs, not such insults and accusations similar to lynching.

In real life, there are always people who like to bully honest people, because honest people are always silent, bullied, and do not resist, they only know to hide in the corner and cry alone. However, don't really think that those honest people can be bullied. What did Mr. Lu Xun say, silence, silence, if you don't explode in silence, you will perish in silence.

Let's call the girl standing as Girl A, then the chair is Girl B, no way, the two have the same looks, I can only distinguish them like this.

The rope that tied her wrists fell to the ground, and Girl B, whose facial muscles kept twitching, grabbed the back of the chair from behind with one hand. Then, in just a split second, she stood up, picked up a chair and slammed it on the chattering girl. One or two times, and at the same time as the girl's armor was knocked down, the wooden chair was also shattered.

The power of hatred is really not to be underestimated. A girl who seems to be powerless can smash a chair by force. Even the part she was holding on to her was thrown out.

The girl fell to the ground and covered her ribs, and kept rolling, her face no longer had the arrogance just now, only pain and horror remained, as if she never thought that the girl who was tied to the chair by her, kept insulting and didn't talk back, would have such a big courage.

However, before the matter was over, Girl B picked up a square glass bottle from the ground next to her, which was the kind of bean curd bottle we commonly use. She strode on the girl's body, lifted the bottle and smashed it on the girl's head. On her face, there was a madness that had escaped anger.

The bottle shattered, and the gray-black stuff inside flowed out, and Girl B grabbed the gray-black stuff mixed with broken glass and stuffed it into Girl A's mouth and nose, and then covered her mouth and nose with her hands. Girl Erjia struggled desperately like all suffocated people before they died, and in the end, she didn't move.

The whole picture seemed to stand still, and then, a touch of dark blue began to spread in the black and white picture. Yes, diffusion! Originally, the girl only wore a navy blue police uniform on one leg, but now, half of her waist has also become a navy blue police uniform.

Then, everything in front of him blurred and turned into a white mang, but when the white light dispersed, the rehearsal room actually returned to its previous state, still monotonous black and white, Girl B was still sitting on the chair with her hands tied with her face full of pain, and Girl A was still standing in front of the chair chattering about something.

The only difference is the extra navy blue on the waist of the girl's armor.

It turns out that that kind of fusion, is this like this? No wonder if the person on the screen becomes a missing person, there is no help. If I hadn't come here, then this tragedy would have continued forever, and every time, Bai Bing's body would have been revealed a little more, and when she had all appeared and replaced the girl's armor, that is, when she was permanently imprisoned here.

"Alright, let's stop. It's been so many years, even if you have hatred in your heart, the person you resent is probably dead. I don't know who I said it to, standing or sitting, and I don't even know which of them is the main body here.

Grandma Dong said that Wu Qianjie was criticized before she disappeared, and she was always humiliated by Li Xiangxiang alone, so what did I see? What we dug up is Wu Qianjie's body, so the one who died should be Wu Qianjie. Here, however, it was the one who died.

According to Grandma Dong, it should be Li Xiangxiang who died. So who criticized whom, and who killed whom? Did Wu Qianjie criticize herself, and then she was beaten to death by the critics? That's ridiculous, isn't it?

"Hate?" In the black and white space, a woman's voice full of resentment suddenly came to mind. "No one avenges me for my hatred, no one gives me my hatred, you just say this, you want me to let go of my hatred? Well, very good! You men are going to say some kind of rhetoric...... Since, you said that I should let go of hatred, then...... Fill my hatred with your life! ”