There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Looking at the twelve people in the house, all hula and ran out,

Founder first bowed his head thoughtfully,

Then he followed.

It didn't take long for Fangzheng to return with twelve others. The wellhead collapsed, and the whole was buried by earth and rock. The collapse was too serious to be rescued.

I am afraid that within ten days and a half months, no ancient wells can be dug.

The fake foreigner in Ping Sikou has not been rescued, and now he sees no one in life and no dead body, but even if he is still alive, it is estimated that he has been suffocated under the well.

After such a toss, it is already the middle of the night.

At this moment, everyone is exhausted, everyone is disgraced, a look of exhaustion, and everyone's face is depressed. Fang Zheng heard these people arguing loudly, but he couldn't understand the dialects of these people. At last, these people quarreled and went back to bed.

But at this moment.

Li Fugui brought a sturdy, tough waterproof cowhide bag, his eyes a little dreadful, and some self-blame came to Ping Si: "Ping Si, this is the last relic left by the fake foreigners."

"I found this in his bag. We might as well leave it as a thought and continue to be with our fellows. I like to take pictures everywhere before my life."

What Li Fugui holds in his hand is a photo frame.

The Founder's spirit was revitalized, and the highlight was finally coming.

Founder narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed with awe-inspiring light, clenched the ghost knife in his hand, and then approached Li Fugui, and the probe looked at the photo frame.

He was curious as to who was in the picture frame.

Is it the third photo frame that has not been hung on the wooden wall, that is, the man with the mysterious back?

"Ok?"

Who knows, when Founder looked at it, the expression on his face was slightly stunned.

It was empty.

There is nothing in the picture frame.

Just when Founder was stunned, Li Fugui had taken out a photo and handed the photo frame to a man named Ping Si.

Looking at the scene, Founder's pupils shrank.

The person in this third photo frame ... is this fake foreigner?

wrong!

If the fake foreigner is the thirteenth person, that is, the person responsible for taking pictures, the photo in the third frame should be another mysterious man who was secretly photographed by the fake foreigner?

Ke Pingsi and Li Fugui all seem to regard the people in this photo as fake photographers. Why?

What is wrong?

Speaking of admitting the wrong person, but it is impossible for both people to admit wrong.

"Did someone later secretly replace the photo in the third frame?

"But what does this mean?"

"It doesn't fit the normal logic at all."

Founder saw that Ping Si had already loaded the photos into the photo frame. At this time, Li Fugui had already nailed a nail beside the two photo frames on the wooden wall, so Ping Si hung the photo frame on the nail.

At this time, Founder finally saw the photos in the photo frame.

The back of a man ... the head is slightly deflected to the right ... exactly the same shooting technique he saw before, but the person in the photo is actually the fake foreigner of the photographer!

Wearing a twentieth-century European shirt, a waistcoat, and thick oily hair wax, black hair, yellow skin, but also an authentic Asian.

No wonder Ping Si and Li Fugui have always been called fake foreigners. People in the past did not understand what is meant by overseas Chinese. When they see these foreigners, they are all called fake foreigners.

As you can see in the photo, the fake foreigner held the camera and stood facing a mirror, and there was a mirror behind the fake foreigner, reflecting his own back. The fake foreigner shot his back through the mirror in front of him.

Founder thought, this might be the so-called art photo?

The artist's strong breath?

The artist's compulsion is to take a path that ordinary people cannot understand. The more normal people cannot understand, the higher the artistic value.

Anyway, as long as it can reflect its own spiritual realm level, far beyond the ordinary people's horizon, it is to kill Matt? Or is it non-mainstream?

The fake foreigner seems to be looking for the best lens. His head is slightly tilted to the left, and his hands are also tilted at a certain angle, and through the mirror refraction, everything is just the opposite, so when Founder first saw it, he thought it was a sneak shot. photo.

Because there is already a subjective sense of candid photography, when I see the man ’s head turning slightly to the right in the photo, there is an illusion that the man in the photo has found the candid camera and turned his head to look at the candid camera behind him.

At the same time, because of the sight, the shooting time may be at night, plus the kerosene lamp in the past, the lighting distance is limited, the light is dim and yellowish, which caused the overall style of the photo to be Gothic death, decadence, loneliness, Somber, the back of the fake foreigners merged with the darkness around them.

However, the dark style of the photo in front of him is not as heavy as the photo in the third frame that Founder saw recently. Founder recalled carefully that perhaps the third photo frame also had a damp and moldy factor, which just fits the overall style of the photo ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ so he missed many details at the beginning.

Founder could not imagine that the truth was so simple, but so incredible.

The man in the third photo frame is actually the photographer he was looking for.

This plot is somewhat too dramatic.

But Founder quickly frowned again.

Since the person in the third photo was the photographer of the thirteenth person, he thought of the strange picture he saw in the third photo frame not long ago, that is to say, the photographer died in the shadowy place. Underneath the well.

Become a ghost?

Then slaughtered twelve miners in close proximity ... No, it was eleven miners.

At first, a person escaped.

"That is to say, the next time is the haunted house massacre?" Fang Zheng gripped the handle of the ghost head knife in his handshake, revealing a hint of viciousness.

He has no fear.

Even look forward to it.

He had been impatient for a long time, and wanted to kill the ghost that had been hiding his head with a knife, so as to end the hide and seek in front of him as soon as possible.

Solve the ghost in front of him as soon as possible, so he can rush to the ruined well burial ruins in the past as soon as possible.

Maybe you can find some important clues about the curse on him.

After all, all this began with the burial of the well excavated decades ago.

At this moment, after Ping Si and Li Fugui packed up the relics of the fake foreigners, Ping Si asked Li Fugui to go back to rest, and he would keep the vigil in the middle of the night.

But what happened tonight has always made Li Fugui blame himself. He insisted that the man named Ping Si rest first, and he would stay at the vigil, and he could not sleep for a while.

Seeing that Li Fugui insisted on the fourth meeting, he comforted Li Fugui and told Li Fugui to pay careful attention to the kerosene lamp before returning to his room to rest.

For a time, the wooden house fell silent.

"Are you coming?"

Founder raised the knife.