Chapter 293 Staring
“Miss Zuo.” Teacher Liao Zhi stared at Zuo Jing’s eyes as if to penetrate her whole body, “I hope you can give us an explanation.”
< br>Zuo Jing glanced at him and said, "I don't understand what you mean."
"You don't understand?" Teacher Liao Zhi gasped and asked, "Then let me ask you, what happened to the paintings on the wall?"
After the three of them returned to the room, they were hanging a Liao Zhi, the costume teacher who got up and wrung out his clothes, suddenly discovered that there was a painting on the wall facing his bed.
There is a dancing woman on the painting.
Dancing gracefully, wearing a costume, with light steps, twisting orchids in his hands, slender and slender fingers, a plain white neck, and a concave and convex body wrapped in costume.
No matter who looks at her, she is a rare beauty.
But at this moment, Master Liao Zhi only had endless fear in his heart.
He suddenly thought of the painting You Qi mentioned before.
And the woman in the painting.
No, it’s a female ghost!
The female ghost who rode behind Qin Jian and broke his spine!
With his thoughts flowing through everything, he followed the recent events and sorted out the context bit by bit.
Soon, a speculation that sounded scary but was very close to reality took shape in his mind.
The appearance of this painting represents ominousness.
Listening to what You Qi just said, he has seen this painting before, which means that this painting once appeared in his room, and the consequences were Qin Jian, and even earlier ones. Tang Shirou died tragically one after another.
This is an indisputable fact.
"Mr. Shi." Chen Qiang's voice came. It couldn't be said to be calm, but it couldn't be said to be panic. "Calm down first. Arguing can't solve the problem."
"Even if this painting is real It will bring us danger, and I don’t think it will happen immediately. Everything will turn around,” Chen Qiang continued, “So we’d better sit down and think about it.”
Master Liao Zhi's eyes moved towards Chen Qiang.
This newcomer seems to have adapted well to this place. In just two days, the fear he once had has disappeared from him, replaced by a sense of relief.
And the calmness rooted in relief.
Looking at the face of this young man who looked like a student, teacher Liao Zhi slowly calmed down.
It's not because I'm afraid of him, it's just that what he said makes sense.
"A turning point?"
"Yes." Chen Qiang nodded, "After You Qi suddenly mentioned the painting and the female ghost on it, Mr. Shi, you subconsciously showed a surprised expression."
Later, he said comfortingly: "I don't mean anything else. This is a normal human reaction, especially under the premise that ghosts exist and have killed people."
"But you guys Did you notice that? There was basically no reaction from the people in the room, including Chen Xiaomeng, Jiang Fugui, and that Hao Shuai." After finishing speaking, Chen Qiang looked at Zuo Jing, who was frowning slightly, and said, "So I guess they have seen that before. Sub-painting.”
“But it’s not like being in the room of An Xuan’s group.” He continued: “Miss Zuo also said that the three Chen Xiaomeng people were together. I believe in Miss Zuo’s judgment. .”
Teacher Liao Zhi frowned slightly, and then said: "You mean that painting also appeared in Chen Xiaomeng's room?"
"It should be."
"Then why did they No one is in trouble?”
“It’s not clear yet.” Chen Qiang said, "But since this is the case, there must be a reason."
He was very humble. Even though the rhythm of this conversation was always in his hands, he still learned from Liao Zhi , and Zuo Jing, who didn't speak much, left enough room.
Teacher Liao Zhi's eyes gradually changed when he looked at Chen Qiang. After a while, he exhaled and said, "Just say what you have to say. The situation is now like this. We are all grasshoppers on the same rope."
< br>Seemingly feeling uncomfortable standing there, Master Liao Zhi changed his position.
Oddly enough, the hanging position of the painting was very particular. In terms of color layout, it almost blended in with the wall and the surrounding scenery.
A potted plant with a simple dark pattern layout is placed sideways in front of the painting. The two contrasting scenes bring an indescribable sense of beauty to the beauty in the painting.
No one actually noticed the painting for a long time after they entered the room.
What really made the teacher Liao Zhi notice this painting was the feeling.
Yes, it’s the feeling!
A very strange feeling of being watched.
He sat on the bed, tossing and turning but still feeling uncomfortable. Because of his experience, he never thought that he was suffering from any illusion due to nervousness.
At first he thought it was Zuo Jing or Chen Qiang, but until he followed that feeling and saw the painting!
The pair of eyes of the beauty in the painting were staring at his face.
This is also the biggest reason why he had such an attitude towards Zuo Jing before.
He is afraid.
He was worried that he would be the next one.
But after a moment, he looked at Zuo Jing, as if he was a different person, bowed slightly and said, "Sorry, Miss Zuo, I was too impatient just now."
Chen Qiang smiled. It was similar to what he thought. This teacher Liao Zhi, who looked frivolous but showed regularity in his behavior, was a person who knew the importance of things.
"It's my fault." Zuo Jing frowned with a very tangled expression, "You are right, An Xuan did find me, I. I have some."
A few seconds later, Zuo Jing changed her words, "That guy An Xuan is different." So, I suspect there is something wrong with his background.”
“Background?” Teacher Liao Zhi seemed to be interested, but still tried to suppress his emotions, “You mean”
"Wait." Chen Qiang suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two.
Masters Liao Zhi and Zuo Jing both looked at him with doubtful expressions on their faces.
Looking in one direction, Chen Qiang seemed to be able to see outside through the wall, "Did you, did you hear anything?" He asked in a low voice.
But judging from their expressions, it was clear that they heard nothing.
"No." Zuo Jing replied in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
"I seemed to hear the sound of drums."
Hearing the words, Liao Zhi's scalp went numb. Hearing the sound of drums now was not a good thing, especially when this weird painting appeared in their room.
The next victim may be one of them.
And he had a feeling that the most likely possibility was that he himself.
“Boom!”
For a moment, the teacher Liao Zhi’s eyes paused, and then he immediately shrank. It became a seam.
He heard it.
He heard it too.
Drums!
How come?
Isn’t this game over?
Qin Jian is dead.
Today at least today, they should be safe.
Immediately afterwards, a very strange and very smooth sound came from outside the door.
Not far, not close.
“Click.”
"Pap."
It sounded like something wet stepping on the bluestone.
It's big and heavy, very heavy.
Because along with the sound of treading water, there is also the sound of heavy objects being dragged.
Coming from the direction of the lake.
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