Probably because the smile was too obvious, Qi Guanshan couldn't even if he wanted to deceive himself that he didn't see it.

Eventually, he shook himself out.

"Since some time ago, closing my eyes every day is the same dream, and it even makes me feel like I can't live long."

Fu Zhaozhao was a little surprised: "So serious? ”

Qi Guanshan nodded weakly: "The female ghost in the dream is getting closer and closer to me, as if I close my eyes once, the other party is closer to me, since the day before yesterday, I don't dare to sleep anymore." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but yawn a lot, and looked very sleepy.

When Fu Zhaozhao heard him say this, he thought of what Xiaobao said two days ago, so he asked him about it.

When Qi Guanshan heard this, he looked dazed.

"No, you believe what they joke about, it's not that I don't know me, I'm not interested in this kind of thing."

Fu Zhaozhao gave him a subtle expression, "Are you sure?" ”

Qi Guanshan realized that what he said was not quite right, after all, he had a lot of dreams about 'that' recently, and it was really not convincing to say it.

"Except for this thing!" He busied.

Fu Zhaozhao saw that he was so sure of what he said, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Xiaobao has never been the kind of person who talks nonsense, she should have said this when she saw something, and there is one thing she cares about.

Fu Zhaozhao asked, "Can you take me to your room?" ”

Lonely men and widows, in the same room!

This thought flashed through Qi Guanshan's head in an instant, and then he scratched his head in embarrassment, realizing that he had overreacted a little.

"Yes, it's just a bit of a mess." He said with some embarrassment.

——

A moment later, the two of them stood at the door of the room, looking out at the room where there was no place to put their feet.

Basically, they are some special antique porcelain, or some famous paintings.

Fu Zhaozhao said calmly: "There is indeed a 'point' of chaos. ”

Qi Guanshan: "Hobbies, a little hobby." ”

Fu Zhaozhao finally understood why Qi Guanshan had never had enough money to spend, and he asked Uncle Seven for advances from time to time, and his feelings were spent on this.

There is basically no place to put your feet around, but the area around the bed is still empty, so it should be specially left for convenience.

As soon as he entered, Fu Zhaozhao noticed the extremely ornately patterned mask hanging on the wall.

The background color of the mask is black, but it is surrounded by gold wire, and the pattern on the surface is very complicated, and when you see this mask at first glance, there is always a kind of indescribable strange beauty.

Seeming to notice her gaze, Qi Guanshan said unexpectedly: "This is the treasure I took back from the outside some time ago, I don't know what period it is, but I feel that I am quite old, at least a hundred years old." ”

Saying that, Qi Guanshan stepped forward and carefully took off the mask and turned it in a different direction: "The most special thing is this pattern, from this angle, does it look like a woman's face?" ”

Fu Zhaozhao's gaze moved with the turn of the mask.

Indeed, as he said, if you look at it from a certain angle, you will see a pattern of a woman with sad eyes.

Qi Guanshan seemed to be interested, and continued to explain: "And this mask is different from ordinary masks, as long as you find the right angle, no matter which direction you come from, you can see the human face." ”

Fu Zhaozhao studied it for a while, and asked casually, "When did you buy it?" ”

Qi Guanshan: "Half a month ago." ”

Fu Zhaozhao: "When did you start having nightmares?" ”

Qi Guanshan thought for a while: "It should be about half a month ago, but it's not very clear." ”

Fu Zhaozhao took the mask and said with a smile: "Look at the woman on this mask, does it look like the face you see every night?" ”

Qi Guanshan's face suddenly became ugly.

Originally, he didn't expect this, but now that Fu Zhaozhao said this, it seems to be true.

He hadn't slept well since he bought the mask, and it hung on the wall opposite the bed, which happened to be the place where the woman in her dream appeared.

Thinking of this, Qi Guanshan almost opened his mouth and threw away the mask.

Fu Zhaozhao shook his mask, as if looking at the pattern of a woman from different angles.

However, without exception, all the women's expressions are either sad or sad and resentful, which is quite scary to look at.

Fu Zhaozhao: "You are quite bold, and you dare to buy this kind of thing." ”

Qi Guanshan: "... It was just an accident. ”

"What do you want to do with this mask?" She asked.

Qi Guanshan thought for a while: "Do you want to hand it over to the containment team?" Let that be dealt with. ”

He didn't dare to throw this kind of special thing casually.

The containment team is generally to take care of something more special, or some less dangerous monsters.

Fu Zhaozhao: "Then according to what you said." ”

Qi Guanshan breathed a sigh of relief, but the next day, he held the mask over again.

Fu Zhaozhao saw that he was holding the mask again, which was a little strange.

"Didn't you say it would be handed over to the containment team? Why are you reluctant?! ”

Qi Guanshan couldn't wait to gesture to the sky, and hurriedly said: "I handed it over to the containment team yesterday, but I had a nightmare last night, and when I looked at it this morning, this mask was hung back on my wall." ”

Thinking that the female ghost last night was very close to him, Qi Guanshan suddenly felt cold, if he couldn't solve the problem of this mask, it would be a matter of the past few days.

Fu Zhaozhao took the mask and weighed it: "There is nothing else special. ”

As a result, as she weighed it, the mask slammed to the ground with a dull sound before she could hold it steady.

There was silence in the air.

Looking at Qi Guanshan's iron-blue face, Fu Zhaozhao hurriedly spoke: "...... I didn't mean to. ”

"I know... It's the hand that the mask moved first......"

Anyone who heard this would think that Qi Guanshan was joking, but only he knew that what he said was true.

Qi Guanshan hesitated slightly, and said uncertainly: "I seem to see that there is a hand." ”

Fu Zhaozhao: "Huh? ”

Qi Guanshan: "Just now, a hand stretched out from under the mask, and there seemed to be an eye on the back of the hand. ”

As if feeling that what he said was not true, Qi Guanshan leaned over and picked up the mask, trying to find the picture he had just seen on it.

Only the mask was covered with dense cracks, apparently caused by the fall to the ground just now.

He looked at it for a long time, but he didn't find what he had just seen, and couldn't help muttering: "Maybe I'm wrong." ”

As the words fell, the cracks in the mask spread like life, spreading in all directions, until they reached Phnom Penh.

Qi Guanshan was so frightened that he didn't dare to move at all, for fear that the mask would disappear if he used a little force.

Fu Zhaozhao touched it lightly.

The mask immediately shattered, and the pieces even kept falling.