Inside the dormitory.

Sun Yujia saw with her own eyes that the old oil painting suspected to be a problem appeared strangely next to Wang Yue's bedside, and she was very sure that this oil painting was placed on Zhang Xia's bed before, and it has not been moved since Zhang Xia's disappearance, and no one has moved it during the period, after all, it is someone else's personal belongings, and they still have this quality.

But now, the problematic oil painting is hanging next to Wang Yue's bedside like this, almost sticking to her, and Wang Yue herself is still sleeping with her head buried and not noticing at all.

Accompanied by Sun Yujia's frightened scream, it seemed to wake up Wang Yue, who was really sleeping, and she said impatiently: "What's the matter? I'm almost asleep, and I must have insomnia today when you call me like this." ”

"You...... Well, that oil painting is in, next to you. Sun Yujia spoke with a trill.

"What's painted next to me?" Wang Yue didn't know.

"Yes, the problematic oil painting that Zhang Xia brought back from outside..... The painting is now next to your bedside. Sun Yujia said.

"How could that painting be in my ....." Before he finished speaking, Wang Yue was immediately stunned when he looked back.

A huge oil painting more than half a person tall stands against the wall of his bed, and on the oil painting is a woman with blurred facial features, wearing a European-style red dress, this figure does not occupy many places in the oil painting, most of them are backgrounds, this background is somewhat familiar, although dim, oppressive and dark, but the building is like this university.

After a short period of stunned, Wang Yue also quickly woke up, and she was surprised: "This oil painting will appear next to my bedside like this? Who put it here, it is dirty......

Sun Yujia's tone was still frightened: "No, no one has touched the oil painting, it seems to have suddenly appeared next to your bedside, I remember very clearly before, when Miao Xiaoshan and Yang Jian left, the oil painting was still on Zhang Xia's bed, and you and I didn't get out of bed after they left....."

No one has touched this oil painting, but the oil painting is next to my bed?

Looking at the oil painting that was close at hand, I don't know why Wang Yue suddenly had a creepy feeling.

"Let's get out of here, I think something is getting wrong with our dorm. Sun Yujia only had horror in her eyes, if it weren't for Wang Yue in the bedroom to accompany her, she would have run out in fright.

"You're right, you can't stay in this dormitory, whether there is a problem or not, let's leave first. ”

Wang Yue also remembered the abnormal behavior of Miao Xiaoshan and Liu Zi at this moment, especially Miao Xiaoshan even directly said that there was a problem with the oil painting in the bedroom and it was likely to be haunted.

I didn't believe it before because there was no evidence to prove that such a ridiculous thing was true.

But now she vaguely felt that Miao Xiaoshan's words were true.

There's really something wrong with this painting.

The next moment, Wang Yue almost jumped off the bed as if she was running away, almost fell to the ground, and then began to put on clothes and shoes in a panic.

Sun Yujia moved a little faster, she wanted to leave the dormitory when she noticed something was wrong, so now she is dressed.

"You wait for me first, don't leave me alone. Wang Yue became more and more panicked, she was afraid that Sun Yujia would also leave the bedroom and let herself be here alone.

Even a second more here would have scared her.

"Hurry up, then. Sun Yujia anxiously urged: "If we knew that we should have believed Miao Xiaoshan's words and left with them." ”

"What are you afraid of, it's not necessarily really haunted, even if it's really a supernatural event if you take 10,000 steps back, I don't believe that ghosts really dare to show up, it's a big deal, let's go to the next door to hide, there are many ghosts and ghosts must be afraid." Wang Yue plucked up his courage and said.

In her mind, she thought that haunting was just a small fight, at most it scared and scared people, not that serious.

This is typical ignorance and fearlessness.

It is impossible to experience the despair and horror without experiencing a real supernatural event.

Miao Xiaoshan really experienced the original ghost knocking on the door incident, so she was so frightened that she couldn't wait to run away with all her roommates immediately after knowing that there was a problem with the oil painting, if these people didn't appreciate it, they wouldn't have been delayed for so long, so Miao Xiaoshan didn't refute when Yang Jian scolded his pig teammates.

"Okay, let's go. ”

Sun Yujia saw that she was almost dressed, and hurriedly opened the bedroom door to leave.

"Wait, I'll take my bag. ”

Wang Yue put on her shoes, remembered something, and prepared to return to the upper bunk to get something.

"When is this still your thing? Sun Yujia stomped his feet anxiously at the door.

Wang Yue said: "The bag I just bought, there is a mobile wallet and something like that, in case it is missing......

But after she finished speaking, Sun Yujia, who was standing at the door, suddenly shrank her eyes, her face changed instantly, and a creepy fear welled up in her heart.

Because she saw something unbelievably weird.

The bizarre oil painting that appeared on Wang Yue's bed was changed at this moment, the original dim and oppressive urban background was now smaller, and the vague female portrait in the middle was enlarged, occupying almost the entire frame, but this was not the real reason for her horror.

The source of the real horror is that the blurred woman's hands in the painting are now outside the frame.

The pale palms of the hands, barely bloody, drooped slightly outside the frame, and the ten fingers were clearly countable, and even reflected a faint white light in the light.

This is a perfect pair of women's palms, but these palms are sticking out of an old oil painting, which makes people have no doubt that the real owner of these hands is likely to be a terrible ghost hidden in the oil painting.

Such a terrible scene fell into his eyes, so that Sun Yujia, who was already panicked, was instantly swallowed up by the fear that welled up in his heart.

She tried to escape, but her body was unconscious and she couldn't move.

Even she felt that the flow of time around her had slowed down, because she could clearly see that Wang Yue was constantly touching the pale palms outside the painting.

Wang Yue was touching her bag, because at this moment, from her field of vision, she couldn't see the strange hands on the bed that had stretched out of the oil painting, otherwise she wouldn't have noticed it.

"Quick, run, there's a ghost, don't go get the bag. ”

Sun Yujia wanted to shout a reminder, but she opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound.

In extreme fear, let alone fleeing, people can't even speak, just like a fool, they can only stand still, watching the danger happen.

Such situations are not uncommon.

In the supernatural incident, many ordinary people behaved the same as Sun Yujia, and only people with better psychological quality could act within a period of time.

Because of the height problem, Wang Yue didn't touch his own things smoothly, and in the end he had no choice but to step on two steps to stand taller.

"Found it. Wang Yue saw his bag put down in the corner next to the bed, and hurriedly reached out to get it.

I thought about taking my things and leaving quickly, since there are weird things in this bedroom, I won't stay, and I'll talk about it tomorrow when I figure things out.

But just as she reached for her hand, a pale palm came out of nowhere, and grabbed her wrist.

It was cold, stiff, and a seeping coldness came from the wrist, making people shiver.

"Ahh

Wang Yue subconsciously screamed, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his palm, and he couldn't care about the newly bought bag anymore.

But the pale, cold palm grabbed her wrist tightly, and was not shaken off, but because of her quick retraction, the old oil painting standing next to the wall fell down.

Wang Yue fell unsteadily on the floor of the bedroom, and the oil painting that appeared on her bed also fell.

Impartiality just fell on her body.

Wang Yue screamed like crazy, frantically trying to shake off the things on her body, but at this time she realized that the palm that grabbed her terrible hand was actually sticking out of the oil painting.

But now she couldn't do anything, and she instinctively struggled and screamed.

Grim and desperate.

Sun Yujia at the door of the bedroom was so frightened that he couldn't move anymore, watching this scene happen.

No matter how much Wang Yue struggled, this oil painting was never thrown away from her body.

On the contrary, it didn't take long for Wang Yue's struggle and screams to be heard.

Because Sun Yujia saw that Wang Yue only had one pair of legs left outside, and the rest of his body had been trapped in the oil painting, which seemed to be like a bottomless pit, which could be swallowed alive, and the hands stretched out from the oil painting were still grabbing Wang Yue's exposed legs, as if to bring her whole person into the painting.

The familiar legs outside the oil painting struggled and kicked like crazy, although Wang Yue's voice could no longer be heard, but you can imagine how desperate and frightened she is now, Sun Yujia was at a loss, and was already scared by this scene and sat on the ground crying.

I don't know how long it took.

Sun Yujia finally saw that the legs exposed outside the frame gradually stopped struggling, as if they had given up, and it seemed that Wang Yue had died, and the legs left outside the painting were already mobile, only occasionally twitching a few times.

The scene calmed down.

The strange oil painting was quietly spread on the floor of the bedroom, and under the oil painting, a pair of struggling twisted and deformed legs were slightly stiff and left out outside, motionless.

And at the moment.

Because Liu Zi, who left one step earlier, was already out of breath at this time on the playground downstairs in the dormitory.

She wanted to find Miao Xiaoshan, of course, the most important thing was to find that Yang Jian and ask about the real situation.

But who would have thought that as soon as he chased out, the two people would disappear, and he couldn't even see the figures of the two people when he chased them around the playground, and this speed of disappearance revealed an incomprehensible weirdness.

"Call, yes, give Miao Xiaoshan a call. ”

Liu Zi didn't know that the terrible scene was happening in her bedroom, and she picked up her mobile phone at this moment to call Miao Xiaoshan.

There was a bit of a call for help.