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Chapter 55 is painting
When she was sleeping at night, she always felt that someone was watching her in the dark.

Because she was a little bored, Su Nian chose to turn on the live broadcast.

"Hello, everyone, I'm going to exorcise evil spirits today, and I'm staying in a hotel now."

Su Nian leaned back on the chair, casually tapping on her phone.

But just sitting there, her beauty can also be attacked through the screen.

The skin is smoother than snow, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the clothes are simple, a jacket, sports pants, a pair of yellow boots, and a waterfall-like black hair is combed into a neat ponytail.

Obviously her dress is neutral, but Su Nian has a cool and charming aura, and there is a kind of nobleness between her eyebrows and eyes.

She brought out an ancient artistic atmosphere in a place that was so dilapidated that it could smell dust.

[Although, the anchor is really beautiful! ]
[Thinking that the anchor is so beautiful, but can tear ghosts with bare hands, I think it is better to have a sense of distance. ]
[It's so beautiful! ]

[It's so beautiful that I'm suffocating! ]
Su Nian was about to start the lottery draw, but she felt the sudden ghostly aura behind her, which seemed to be gradually approaching.

In an instant, her face changed.

And the barrage in the live broadcast room was not right.

But when she first came up, wasn't everything normal in this room?Only the painting was too vivid.

The eerie atmosphere lasted for several minutes.Until the TV in the room suddenly turned on, and then a burst of snowflakes appeared.

The weird atmosphere became more and more intense, and Su Nian could even feel a sharp aura.

[Ahhhh! ! ! ! ]
[I was attacked by the beauty of the anchor just now, and now I am frightened by such a ghost! ]

[Help, who can tell me why this painting moves! ]
[Okay... it doesn't seem like a painting...]
All kinds of barrages appeared, but no one told Su Nian to run away.

On the contrary, some people looked forward to Su Nian's Eighteen Styles of Torturing Ghosts.

creak...

Su Nian stood up from the old chair, and at the request of many netizens, and for the sake of the gift, Su Nian set up her mobile phone.

Then he turned the chair directly, facing this weird painting.

[I have to say, the anchor is really courageous. ]
[Regardless of any conspiracy, absolute strength will always prevail. ]
[Speaking of this damn thing, it’s too unlucky. It’s not good to pick anyone, but the anchor. Now it’s all right, I don’t believe it if I don’t beat it to noodle. ]
The girl with crossed legs sat arrogantly on the chair, watching the weirdness before her eyes without moving.

The painting blinked, but Su Nian didn't respond, and even sneered contemptuously.

Another weird smile evoked, the eyeballs disappeared, only white in the eye sockets, and the lips were wide open, almost reaching the ears.

But Su Nian just rolled his eyes boredly.

That's it?

There was a pause in the air, and it seemed that even the netizens were embarrassed by it.

[Old routine. ]
[Hey, can these ghosts come up with an innovation! ]
[It’s really a global unification, and I can guess what the next step will be. ]
[That is to say, when I die, I will definitely be the most innovative ghost in the world. ]
Until the snowflakes on the TV started to become manic, the light bulbs started to flicker, and the door creaked.

Even the bed board started to vibrate, as if there was something weird under the bed.

[Sure enough, the trilogy of hell has begun. ]
[Family, I'm already holding my breath. ]
[Guess how long it lasts. ]
[I feel that the battle is quite big, 5 minutes should be no problem. ]
[I think the anchor should change his name, sorry for the ghosts. ]
[Don't say it, it's quite appropriate. ]
With the expectation of many netizens, this thing finally started to come out.

The frame of the painting also moved, and it was only at this moment that Su Nian realized what kind of painting this was, it was clearly a window!
A withered hand climbed onto the window sill, and the man with a strange smile and distorted face also climbed in.

Step by step, it will be able to climb into the room through the window in no time.

Its hair smelled like it was still dripping water, and the smile at the corner of its mouth was getting bigger and bigger, and it was about to occupy half of its face.

Its movement seems to be a bit strenuous, but it is always jumping in bit by bit.

But this terrifying scene only made Su Nian smile contemptuously again.

"You are really Zhang Fei in women's clothes, crazy and arrogant!"

[Every time I hear the anchor's social quotations, I seem to laugh! ]

[Help, what kind of fairy anchor is this! ]

[So handsome, so beautiful, and a little secondary! ]
[There is no acting skills at all, it is all true feelings! ]

Maybe it was the first time I met someone who reacted like this, and the ghost was dumbfounded.

Just now, the unbelievably weird figure, which had been moving forward just now, froze visible to the naked eye, and it actually hesitated shamefully.

I always feel that facing this today is not normal.

"It's a bit windy tonight, I don't know if your coffin is leaky or not."

Su Nian raised the corners of his mouth and gave a charming smile, revealing his perfect eight teeth that were shining finely, and the smooth ponytail fluttering, carrying some kind of terrifying omen.

The window ghost hesitated even more, but it couldn't help it now.

With a smile, Su Nian slowly put on a pair of rubber gloves.

This ghost is unknown, so I still want to move on.

But Su Nian's movements were very neat. The second she put on the gloves, she started to move.

Without any explanation, he grabbed the window ghost's hair in two or three strokes.

"what!!!"

The window ghost himself was startled and let out a shrill cry.

Only then did the window ghost know that he was afraid, and kept shrinking back in horror.

But Su Nian's strength was beyond its ability to resist, and soon it was slapped to the ground by a pair of rubber-like hands.

Shen Changce in front of the screen stiffened his neck, picked up a glass of water from the table, looked carefully at his hands still trembling a little, but his eyes could not help but drift to the screen.

In the live broadcast room, the format was reversed, and a strange phenomenon also appeared in the room.

It escapes, she chases, it is hard to fly.

The window ghost was very angry, until it was pressed to the ground by Su Nian again, it became angry.

The resentment in the house increased tenfold. It creaked and turned its neck, and its head was reversed.

Its eyes are red, its mouth is wide open, and it wants to rush over. The weird limbs are getting longer and longer, like a strange thick rope, which can gradually wrap Su Nian.

Its limbs stretched across the room, like rubber, soft and elastic.

And it looks like dozens of slippers are stuck in its mouth.

"Die...die..."

But as soon as the words fell, it discovered that the limbs it had always been proud of were tied into a bow? !
It's bearable or unbearable, but before it went crazy again, it got two big pussies on its face.

It struggled desperately again, trying to break free from Su Nian's shackles.

What the hell is this!
Before it went mad for the second time, Su Nian directly grabbed its hair, pinned down its head, and took advantage of the situation to wrap its limbs and body around it.

It has to be said that this window ghost can be regarded as extremely talented, his whole body is like rubber.

But it is also very convenient, allowing Su Nian to quickly roll it into a ball.

[Really turned the ghost into a ball? ]
[Every step of the anchor is beyond my expectation. ]
[What kind of divine operation is this! ]

[This ghost has gone through a lot, and I feel pain for it! ]
Before waiting for this ghostly exchange, he began to radiate resentment again.

Su Nian threw a talisman paper over to completely fix it, truly combining power into one.

By physical means, fold it and form it into a ball.And fixed it through metaphysical means.

(End of this chapter)