monument

I don't care about it, it's good to raise it, but we got the answer we wanted.

It seemed that the child's soul had really been swallowed up.

Because of my injury, Yan Shuhang was scared out, Zhang Wanmo directly asked us two days off, just in time for Yan Shuhang to take care of me at home.

I didn't want to lie down and recuperate, I wanted to find the murderer as soon as possible.

Otherwise, I don't know how many innocent people he would hurt so cruelly.

But Yan Shuhang is also an axis. After listening to Zhang Wanmo, taking good care of him at home is really only at home.

For two days, I couldn't even leave the house, and the food was served in front of me. Except for going to the toilet and sleeping, I stayed with me every step of the way.

On the third day, I got up early, but I was still blocked by Yan Shuhang at the door, "Today is already the third day, Zhang Wanmo said that the injury has healed."

"Morning." At this moment, Zhang Wanmo came out of the room sleepily with his head on his head, and greeted us.

After Jiang Ke died, I also moved to Yan Shuyuan's room.

Regardless of the fact that they are all in the same building, the types of rooms are quite different. His set is a large apartment with four bedrooms and two living rooms.

Hearing Zhang Wanmo's question mark, Yan Shuhang didn't reply this time, "I just want to say that Du Ai has already bought breakfast, so we can leave after eating."

I looked up, and with those familiar eyes, it was Yan Shuyuan who had returned.

This school has already taken two days off in a row, and it was still after asking Principal Zhang to go through the back door.

I can imagine what the teachers of various subjects think of me now, and they will definitely think that I am not a good student.

We had no choice but to go to school first.

After finally getting through school, we immediately went to the studio.

There are more people in the studio this time, and I almost didn't squeeze in!

It turned out that the studio exhibited the latest paintings yesterday, and I heard the staff say that there are not many people today, and there was no place to stand yesterday at all.

When we squeezed in, the room was still the same room, but this time even the floor had been painted black, and the position of the eyes was changed to the wall. In the middle of the red pupils hung a pair of lying down. The sleeping human body drawing is a girl with long hair.

The girl in the portrait has long hair reaching her waist, lying on the painting as if in a deep sleep, naked for the first time, covered only with a light pink, thin blanket.

The fine fluff on the blanket can be seen clearly.

The visitors next to them kept taking pictures with their cameras, and from time to time lamented the exquisiteness of the painting.

There is a price tag in the lower right corner of the portrait, which is ridiculously expensive, reaching seven figures.

Compared with the children's painting we bought, it can be said to be a sky-high price.

Likewise, there is no resentment in this painting.

"Mister, sir! You can't get started!" The staff shouted.

It turned out that at some point, Zhang Wanmo touched the hair on the portrait.

This behavior was immediately stopped, and he was despised by everyone present.

"Hey! This painting is so real, I just wanted to see if it was pasted up, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhang Wanmo backed out laughing, and gave us a wink before leaving.

Yan Shuyuan and I also walked out.

"There is a little bit of fresh death in this painting. It seems that another person has died."

Hearing this, the three of us were silent for a while, and Yan Shuyuan turned his head and walked inside.

"What are you going to do?" I grabbed him reflexively, and then let go.

"I'm going to buy the portrait, and then follow the method yesterday to see if I can find the girl's soul."

"Are you crazy?" Zhang Wanmo disagreed, "It's too expensive! It's not tens of thousands of 10,000+, it's already millions."

"No matter how expensive it is, how can someone's life matter?"

In the end, the painting was bought anyway.

Of course, it was bought by Du Ai, and it was delivered quickly.

In order to draw the talisman as soon as possible this time, Zhang Wanmo directly used his own boy's blood.

In order to ensure the accuracy, the three of us came one by one. Fortunately, this time, the girl's soul has not been devoured, but the location displayed is actually our school.

Yan Shuyuan picked up the mountain ghost's money and put it in the compass.

When we got to school, the compass was taken out again.

When I got out of the car, the compass did not move. As soon as I entered the school, the compass started to spin crazily, and the final position pointed to the girls' dormitory.

"Xiaoxing, you go, Young Master Yan and I are waiting for you below."

Under the eyes of the two of them, I walked towards the girls' dormitory.

But we came too late, the dormitory was closed, and the auntie in the dormitory said that she looked at me strangely, and said she would not let me in.

Finally, I went back to them again, "I can't go up."

The only way to find the girl in the painting is when I go to school the next day.

For convenience, Yan Shuyuan gave me the compass, and according to the compass' instructions, I found the female classmate.

It was the number one in the grade I met once.

The strange thing is that Zhang Wanmo clearly smelled death in the painting, but the number one in this grade looks fine, nothing happened at all.

Seeing that the first grader was about to return to my classroom, I hurried over and knocked her aside, and then immediately helped her up again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to knock you down."

Unexpectedly, the first grader stood up and took a look at me, then went straight back to the classroom.

So cold?
Even colder than Yan Shuyuan, I didn't expect that.

Back in the classroom of elective courses, Yan Shuyuan and Zhang Wanmo had reserved seats for me early on.

"People are still alive, not dead."

"How could it be? I clearly smelled death yesterday." Zhang Wanmo couldn't believe it either.

"Are you sure you smell death?"

"Sure! Very sure!"

"Chen Xing, do you feel that there is something wrong when you see her?" Yan Shuyuan asked again.

"Just like a normal person, I bumped into her. Maybe it's because the top students are aloof. She just took a look at me and went back to the classroom."

"In this way, the three of us will take turns following her at school, Chen Xing, and you may be wronged to live in school during this time."

"Okay." What kind of grievance is this, I was originally a boarding student.

In order to be closer to the first grade, Yan Shuyuan approached the principal and arranged me in the dormitory of the first grader.

It may be to allow the first grader to have a better learning environment. Before I came, the first grader always lived alone.

"Hi, I'm Chen Xing from junior year."

"Tolly."

I had been waiting in the dormitory early, waiting for her to come back, and wanted to get closer to us, but who knew that she was still indifferent, which made me feel a little overwhelmed.