The painting spirit fell asleep in a daze, but soon she began to feel as if her whole body was floating in the clouds. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Hualing began to feel too tired for some reason, felt dizzy, had no strength, and she couldn't open her eyes because she was too sleepy.

This feeling makes the painting spirit feel unsteady. She felt as if her body was not lying on the bed, but floating in the air.

The feeling of floating and floating made the painting spirit's heart begin to change from unsteadiness to fear, and she was afraid that she would encounter some danger.

The painting spirit was anxious. She thought, this is an ancient mansion in an ancient town, I heard that it is haunted, but there are no ghosts, and I am afraid to be here alone! There will be no bad people, will there be no perverts, right? What about wild beasts? Are there any terrible beasts? No, what should I do? I am so scared.

She tried to open her eyes and look around her, but she found that no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't open her eyes, and she felt dizzy, so she could only fall asleep like this. Finally the painting spirit began to understand that she had a cold, and the cold was very serious, and she was sick.

Gradually, she felt like she was asleep, and then, she couldn't feel anything.

After a while, the painting spirit suddenly felt again, and she felt as if her body had fallen gently from the air onto the bed. At this time, Hua Ling's heart began to feel steady again, but she still couldn't open her eyes. She had no choice but to fall asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, but when she felt like she could open her eyes, she felt that her head was no longer dizzy. Ah, you just got so dizzy when you caught a cold, right?" she thought.

At this point, the painting spirit felt as if her cold had also been cured.

"Great!" cheered the painting spirit in his heart.

The painting spirit felt that the sleep was very comfortable and warm, and there did not seem to be the danger she feared.

Despite this, when the painting spirit slowly opened her eyes, she was so surprised that she almost stopped breathing. After a few seconds of surprise, the painting spirit recovered from the surprise and exhaled a few breaths.

The reason why the painting spirit was so surprised was because the painting spirit found that when she opened her eyes, what she saw was not the ceiling or ceiling of the room, but the blue sky!

Ahh

Thinking of this, the frightened painting spirit began to wonder and carefully observed the situation around him.

"Oh my God!" the painter was surprised to see that she was surrounded by trees, and they were all trees full of beautiful pale pink flowers, and the painting was inspired by the fragrance of trees and flowers wafting around her, and there was a very special fragrance of flowers in the fragrance.

This fragrance comes from the fragrance of the flowers blooming on this tree, and this fragrance is so special, elegant and fresh. Smelling this floral fragrance seems to make people feel happy and refreshed, and this floral fragrance also has a kind of mysterious and strange romantic feeling that makes the painting spirit indescribable.

Hua Ling saw that these beautiful flowers were all pale pink, and this pale pink was a beautiful color that Hua Ling, a painter, had never seen before, and the color was really very special and beautiful.

"Oh, I can't find a suitable paint for this kind of color in the world. As a painter, the painter sighed.

"What kind of trees are these, what kind of flowers?" The painting spirit looked at for a long time, but he couldn't see what kind of trees or flowers, these trees were not common trees.

The painter sat up, and she looked at where she had been lying.

It turned out that Hua Ling really didn't lie on the bed in the room in the ancient mansion in the ancient town, she really lay on the ground in the woods. But, to be exact, she didn't lie entirely on the ground either. Because, to her surprise, the place where she was lying was covered with falling pale pink petals, and she was almost like lying on a bed of beautiful pale pink petals.

Strangely, only the place where the painting spirit was lying had so many petals that were so thick, and the rest of the place was just a few scattered petals.

The soft petals, the fresh fragrance, the painting spirit thinks that all this is not scary but very interesting.

However, the painting spirit suddenly changed his mind, and his heart began to be afraid. Why is she not in the room of the old town house, but here?

Is this a flowering forest? Is this the flower forest of the ancient town? What kind of trees are they planting? Why are they not common trees?

She has observed and painted many plants, and she has some understanding of common and uncommon plants. However, this time, the plants she saw were indeed something she had never seen before.

Not only did she feel strange about these plants, she felt strange about everything that happened here. She couldn't figure out what was going on, why was she here, how did he get here, even though it was all beautiful flowers and trees, but it wasn't just in the wilderness? It was terrible to sleep alone in the wilderness for a long time! It was too dangerous! Thinking of this, she began to tremble with fear.

She could be sure that she was sleeping in that room, but how could she be here when she woke up?

Even if I don't want to do that much, I don't want to wake up here. But how is she going back now? Where is this flower forest going?

When she looked at her body, she found that her phone was missing, which shocked her. It's over, it's over, how can she find someone to save her without her mobile phone? Thinking of this, she began to feel frightened and didn't dare to move a step. She was even more afraid of this place.

Hua Ling looked here, although the flower forest in the ancient town is also one of the tourist attractions in the ancient town, but at this moment, even if this is the flower forest, no matter how beautiful the scenery here is, she is not in the mood to look at it at all.

However, her phone was gone, she didn't know the way, she didn't know what to do next, which direction to go to get out of the flower forest, how to get out of the ancient town, how to find her way back to the hotel, how to go home if she didn't go back to the hotel?

The painting spirit suddenly thought, could the room in the ancient mansion she entered be a forbidden place in this ancient mansion?

But, she thought, no, there seemed to be warning signs in other forbidden places. When she entered the room, there weren't any warning signs or anything like that, so it wasn't.

It's just a room in an ordinary old mansion. No, that room is weird. Oh no, it's haunted.

It's over, thinking of this, the painting spirit began to break out in a cold sweat.

This place was haunted, she had heard of it, and she suddenly remembered that her own painting, her own painting was also a ghost and elf, right? It's not a ghost or a fairy, or an elf or something. Strangely, this time, she didn't bring the painting with her, but it didn't seem to follow her to the restaurant the last time.

The painting spirit sighs:

"Well, really, in the studio, the painting is like a ghost, and it follows when you go to the restaurant. Now that it's in this haunted place, it's not coming, it's not making trouble. I'm so scared of this hellish place. ”

The painting spirit sat there and looked up at the sky for a while, because she couldn't even reach her mobile phone, the tour guide, other tourists, and other people. However, the painting spirit thought that since it was haunted, it was probably impossible to contact them even if they had a mobile phone, right? At least they're safe.

"Alas!" Thinking of this, the painting spirit sighed again, and after that, she cheered up again.

Hua Ling thought that she had to find a way back, she couldn't just wait and no one would save her. The painting spirit is really worried, afraid of the sudden appearance of ghosts, bad guys or perverts or something.

Thinking of this, the painting spirit stood up and began to try to walk out of the flower forest.

However, this flower forest seems to be infinitely large. The painting spirit walked for a long time without seeing the edge of the flower forest. So how do you get out?

For the first time in his life, he felt that this place with such beautiful scenery was so big and annoying.

The flower forest was so big that the painting spirit walked around, but it didn't seem to even reach its edge.

The painting spirit was very annoyed, what happened to make her appear in this flower forest for no reason? Why? How many times she asked herself, but she didn't know the answer.

Therefore, the painting spirit can only continue to listlessly find a way out.

At this time, the painting spirit felt a little tired, as if he was also a little hungry, and a little thirsty.

The painting spirit suddenly remembered that there was still a bottle of water in the bag she was carrying, so she took out the water and took a sip. She took a sip of water and sighed. She didn't dare to drink more, for fear that if she didn't drink anything, she would have no more.

Eventually, however, the water was drunk.

After drinking the water, she didn't even see the edge of the flower forest. At this time, I really wanted to cry. However, she still did not dare to cry out loud, for fear of provoking some bad people or wild beasts or the like.

The painting spirit could only shake his head and sigh silently weeping. This is haunted, she thought to herself.

The painting spirit muttered, "What the hell is it?" and then quickly thought, oh, no! Forget it, forget it, when she didn't say it. She didn't want to see a ghost, how terrifying it was!

The painting spirit hurriedly said to the air: "What I said just now is angry, it doesn't count, it doesn't count." God, Buddha, fairy, God, no matter who it is, which of you will save the painting spirit out, the painting spirit doesn't want to see ghosts, the painting spirit wants to go home. ”

After saying that, she looked around, and nothing changed.

When she thinks of home, the people who think of her are not her parents, they are at home and know that she is just going to travel, so they don't have to worry. It's the only one, which makes the painting spirit very worried.

"Well, I don't know what the only thing I'm doing right now?" thought the painting spirit.

"Now, what time is it? What? The watch has stopped!" the painting spirit looked at his watch, and almost shouted in surprise that the watch had stopped at 12 o'clock. The painter remembered that the tourists went to the ancient town and walked for a long time before arriving at the ancient house, and it was already afternoon.

What time is it? The painter looked at the sun, and it was already in the west, so it was evening, right? It's almost evening? Ah, it wouldn't be good if it was night! Wouldn't that be more dangerous? Then there would be nothing to be seen, and it would be even more difficult to find the way!

Thinking of this, the painting spirit was in a hurry to walk around. However, no matter how much he walked, the painting spirit still couldn't get out of this flower forest.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the flower forest, and the whole flower forest is shrouded in a hazy color, which is really beautiful. It's just a pity that Hua Ling is so irritable, depressed and a little scared at this time, she has no intention of enjoying any scenery at all.

Just when the painting spirit was upset and scared, she suddenly heard some strange sounds, as if it was coming from not far in front of the painting spirit.

The painting spirit was startled by the voice. She thought, isn't it? Is it really going to be a ghost? Don't! The painting spirit quickly shook her head, she didn't want to see a ghost.

The voice kept coming. The painting spirit thought, this time I can't be fooled again. If I hadn't heard the sound of the window banging last time, I wouldn't have entered that room, and now I wouldn't be so dangerous here. That's obviously a ghost trap. That voice was a ghost hoax. Can't go and see it this time. Absolutely not to see.

So what should we do next? Or run in the opposite direction? Thinking of this, the painting spirit began to run in the opposite direction.

After running for a while, the painting spirit suddenly stopped, and she thought again, she came here because of the sound last time, so will this voice take her back again? What is that called? Oh, yes, that's called in math...... Oh yes, it's called negative and positive!

Hua Ling thought, if this voice can take her back before dark, back to the old house, she may be able to find her phone, but if she doesn't find the phone, maybe there is still a chance to be saved, at least someone knows that she is in the ancient town; if she stays in the flower forest all the time, no one will know her whereabouts at all, and she can't be saved if she wants to!

Thinking of this, the painting spirit looked at the sky again, and it was really evening. The inn and the tour guide should have found out that she was lost, right? They should have started looking for her everywhere, right? Ah, by the way, the tour guide said that the ancient town is very large, and the rescue work is difficult.

"Ah~, what should I do now?" muttered to the painting spirit, she began to pace anxiously, she began to walk around in a small area, she decided what to do if she didn't come down, which direction to go.

The painting spirit decided to continue walking in the opposite direction, but after the painting spirit ran forward for a while, he thought about running back again, then thinking about running forward again, and then running back again.

ran around like this repeatedly for a long time, and finally the painting spirit was so tired that she felt that her legs were weak, and she still didn't know what to do.

At this moment, the strange sound became louder, and it came more clearly from afar. Strangely, the sound was like the impact or grinding sound of some metal products, "ding, ding, dang, bang, bang, bang".