After booking the itinerary, Hua Ling called home and said that he was going to the ancient town, but he didn't say all the strange things he encountered. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info they can't solve this matter anyway, and it's not good to make them anxious and worried.

I was hesitating to call the only one when my phone rang suddenly.

The drawing spirit looks at the number and knows, it is the only phone. The only voice was a little trembling and choking, which made the painting spirit's heart very uncomfortable.

"Well, you, you, what did you say that day? Did you, I mean, what's wrong with you? Why did you say that?"

"I thought it very clearly, and it took a lot of courage for me to say it, and it was good for all of us. The painting spirit replied calmly.

"What's wrong? What's going on? What makes you want to leave me? Don't you think we shouldn't be arguing about breaking up, but talking about marriage and what happens after marriage?"

"I~, let's break up~" said the painting spirit.

"What are you talking about?Don't we love each other?Don't you want to be like this, okay?I don't want to leave you~" After speaking, he was silent for a long time, probably crying so much that he couldn't speak.

"~~~" Hearing his silence, the painting spirit also shed tears and was speechless for a long time.

"What the hell is wrong with us? You, aren't you, are you in love with someone else?"

"How is it possible?but~" Hua Ling wanted to explain, but she was afraid that she would explain too much, and she would not be able to separate from him, and if she did not separate, she would worry about him, so she could not rest assured that she would go to the ancient town to investigate the situation.

"Why the hell is that? Is there something I bore you with? Is there something wrong with me that I can't change it? Is it because I stalked you last time?

"Not really. Not because of that. My work, you know, is that I always go out to find inspiration to sketch, and I always put my energy into my work until I finish it. I'm a painter. If you can't draw a good work, you will feel sad. You know this! I can't always be with you, always together. So I don't think we're suitable, so let's separate. The painting spirit explained.

"You can't be with me, I can be with you, always with you?" the only one replied.

"Ah, this. Oh, lately, I don't think it's good to be a painting either. I don't know why it's like this, and I don't know what's going on, but I don't want to bother you. The painting spirit replied.

"Well, I don't want to hear it. You're too emotional. Calm down. If that's your reasoning. I don't break up. The only thing at this point was calm again. After saying this, he said to her softly:

"It's really strange about this painting. There's nothing I can do about it. However, if you want to go for a break, I can ask for leave to accompany you. ”

"No, only, we broke up. That way we all have peace of mind. The painting spirit replied.

"You're really, you're so annoying. I'm telling you, I'm going to be fine, I'm going to be fine. There's nothing that doesn't tie or don't tie in. We are in this together. Your business is my business. He explained.

"We broke up, you just say yes. If you agreed, I would be relieved to relax. The painting spirit replied.

"It's okay to break up, you can go and relax, but you have to tell me where you're going?

"I'll be safe. You care about me like this, and I can't be distracted. The painting spirit bit her lip and said.

"Okay. You, alas, I don't say anything anymore. Okay, we broke up, you're free, and I don't worry about you anymore, okay? You can relax, I won't ask, there's a handsome guy on the road, you can marry him. The only one who was a little angry said.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hua Ling hurriedly shook her head, she didn't expect him to say this, so she was a little angry.

"Well, who knows? Alright, you can play. Come back and give me a call, maybe I'm getting married, and I'll let you know then. The only one said with a snicker.

"You, you~ someone?" Hua Ling felt a "chuckle" in her heart at that time, her nose was sore, and she was about to cry.

"Huh, what are you talking about?" the only one who pretended not to hear clearly, he laughed in his heart.

"How can you get married so quickly, are you in love with someone else?" asked him angrily.

"Hey, this young lady, I heard that we have broken up, you can't take care of it. Come back and ask me to find out. Have a great trip!" said the only one with a smile.

"What? you, ~ good, pleasant, pleasant, I'll ask you when I get back." I wish you a happy wedding!" and hung up the phone without waiting for the only one to continue.

Hanging up the phone, she got angry while packing her luggage.

As soon as she packed her bags, her cell phone rang. She thought it was the only phone, but looking at the number, it wasn't him, it was Jasmine.

As soon as she picked up the phone, she told Jasmine how she found the ancient town.

Curiously, Jasmine did not show enthusiasm and interest in what she had to say this time as usual. On the contrary, there was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

She didn't like the silence on the other end of the phone, and she could sense that Jasmine wasn't in a good mood. The painting spirit stopped, and stopped talking about the ancient town, and she asked Jasmine:

"Jasmine, what's wrong with you? Why do I think you're not in the right mood?"

"Well, yes. Drawing Spirit, I want to tell you something. ”

"What's the matter?" said the spirit, wondering why she said that.

"Well, I told you not to be afraid. I'm afraid you're scared, I wanted to say it tomorrow. However, after I found out about this, I was restless, and I told you that you should think of a way. Jasmine explained.

"What the hell is going on?" asked the painting spirit anxiously.

"Well, that's right. My friends and I went to the bar called 'Pirate Captain is a little dizzy' today. Jasmine said.

"Oh, you're going again, the people there didn't mention me, they laughed at me, did they? Oh, you mean this, I thought it was. When the painting spirit heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, listen to me. Jasmine hurriedly said.

"No, what else?" said the painting spirit.

"Listen to me, my friend and I went to that bar. Then I remembered the chilled oyster you ordered, and I suddenly wanted to eat it too, so I wanted to order that too. But guess what?" asked Jasmine.

"What's wrong?" asked the painting spirit, his eyes wide.

"There's no such thing in this bar. Jasmine said.

"Impossible. The painting spirit said with a smile.

"Really, I was confused too. I thought about it carefully, and I frequented that bar. I've never heard of chilled oysters in this bar. There are only fries, peanuts, and sandwiches and stuff like that. There are never any chilled oysters in Western food. Jasmine said anxiously.

"What's going on? I ordered this the other day?" said the painting spirit, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

"There's really no such thing. I asked a lot of people and they all said there was never this here. Both the bartender and the bartender said that this was only available in the French restaurant across the street from the bar. They don't have it here, and they never have. Jasmine said anxiously.

"Impossible. That's what I ordered that day. It's still different from what I ate before, the previous one was very fresh, and this time it's fishy and salty. The painting spirit thought for a moment and said.

"Well, I saw it too. I went to the western restaurant opposite and ordered this chilled oyster, it was delicious, it was not fishy, only umami. It's weird. At that time, I saw the oysters you ordered. It's oysters, I'm sure. What's going on? We were going to a western restaurant, weren't we going to a bar?"

"We're going to the bar, I'm sure of that. Said the painting spirit.

"yes, I think it's a bar. Jasmine also said.

"How can that be?" said the painting spirit.

"Also, I asked that friend, the friend who went to the bar with us. But~" Jasmine suddenly stopped talking, and seemed to shiver.

"What did that friend of yours say?"

"My friend, she, she, she said, she is not in the city at all, she has been on a business trip for almost half a month. She was out of town the day we went to the bar! There's no way she's going to go to that bar with us that day. After saying that, Jasmine was going to cry.

"What?" said the painting spirit, even more surprised when he heard this.

"Who's going to the bar with us? It can't be~ Oops, it scared the hell out of me. What should I do? I don't dare to go out now. Jasmine cried.

"Could it be a goblin and a ghost?" said the painting spirit, "goblin, goblin", and he was not too afraid. Ever since the strange thing happened to that painting, she wasn't as afraid of anything strange as she used to be.

"Ah, isn't it?~What should I do?" Jasmine asked, crying.

"Oh, don't cry, is there anything else going on?" asked the painting spirit.

"No, that's it. Jasmine said.

"That's nothing. Don't be afraid. I'll go to that ancient town and figure out a way to solve it. Said the painting spirit.

"But will you go by yourself?" asked Jasmine.

"I don't know. I guess it's nothing. Don't tell my family about the haunting, and don't tell the only one. Said the painting spirit.

"Well, I want to go with you. But I was afraid. Jasmine cried.

"No need. You little coward, will you come with me? I'm going to have to worry about you. So what else can I look up? The painting spirit shook his head and said.

"That's right. But I have to think of a way, if you go alone, will it~" Jasmine said worriedly.

"Alright. Don't think about it so much. Nothing to be afraid of. Even if the leprechaun who went to the bar with us wasn't your friend, it didn't eat us. You think, if the goblins want to eat us, we will eat it a long time ago. I ate it when I was with us. If they haven't eaten it, it doesn't want to eat us. You don't have to be afraid. Painting Spirit comforted Jasmine and said.

"Well, that's right. But~" Jasmine still doesn't feel at ease.

"Gee, nothing. Maybe some goblin from my dreamy ancient town came with us. Maybe there's a goblin in the painting, otherwise it wouldn't be so strange. I went to the ancient town in the afternoon. I guess the goblins can go with me. How about I go to the western restaurant opposite with you tomorrow to eat chilled oysters? Wait until I get back. I invite you. Said the painting spirit.

"Oh, I'm scared. You, alas, can't help but go. But, alas. All right. Tomorrow morning you come to my house, and we will go to eat chilled oysters from the western restaurant. With that, they chatted a few more words and hung up.

The painter who hung up the phone glanced at the painting on the easel, then walked over angrily, and then said to the painting:

"Is it something you made up? What are you going to do? Then I'll go to that ancient town tomorrow afternoon, do you want to go with you? Alas, forget it. You can't speak. Leprechauns, hum. After saying these words to the painting, the painting spirit turned to check if there were any other things that he had not put in his backpack.

When she looked at it and turned to look at the painting again, she was stunned. The painting is gone.

Although she was used to this painting, she was still shocked.

She looked everywhere for the painting, but there was none. She wondered where the hell the painting had gone. Although she was happy that the painting was gone. However, she knew that the painting must still be in the room. Eventually, she noticed that the scroll had appeared next to the backpack she was going to carry tomorrow.

She walked over in surprise, remembering that she hadn't put the scroll here. She opened the scroll, and the painting was inside.

She took out the painting and put it back on the easel. But as she expected, the painting returned to the scroll and appeared next to her backpack.

"Okay, got it. You really want to go to the ancient town with me, right? Let's go together. "There's no way to draw a spirit. She shook her head. I put the scroll and backpack aside, then lay down in bed and went to sleep.

But at this time, how can she sleep?