Nightmare Attack

Chapter 293
"Miss Zuo." Shi Liao Zhi stared at Zuo Jing's eyes as if trying to penetrate her whole body, "I hope you can give us an explanation."

Zuo Jing glanced at him, "I don't understand what you mean."

"You don't understand?" Shi Liao Zhi asked out of breath, "Then let me ask you, what's the matter with the paintings on the wall?"

After the three of them returned to the room, Shi Liao Zhi, who was wringing out the costume with a piece of hanging cloth, suddenly found a painting on the wall facing his bed.

Above the painting is a dancing woman.

The dancing posture is elegant, dressed in costumes, with light steps, twisting orchids in hands, slender and slender fingers, plain white neck, and uneven body wrapped in costumes.

Anyone who looks at her is a rare beauty.

But at this moment, Shi Liao Zhi only had endless fear in his heart.

He suddenly thought of the painting that Yuqi 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!
His thoughts are all connected, and he followed the recent events to sort 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 ominous.

And from what You Qi said just now, he has seen this painting, that is to say, this painting once appeared in his room, and as a result, Qin Jian and earlier Tang Shirou died tragically.

This is the truth.

"Mr. Shi." Chen Qiang's voice came, not calm, but not flustered, "Calm down first, arguing won't solve the problem."

"Even if this painting really brings us danger, I don't think it will be immediately. Everything will turn around." Chen Qiang continued, "So let's sit down and think about it."

Shi Liao Zhi shifted his gaze to Chen Qiang.

This newcomer seems to have adapted well to this place. In just two days, the fear he once had had disappeared from him, replaced by a sense of relief.

There is also the calmness rooted in relief.

Staring at the face of this young man who looked like a student, Shi Liao Zhi gradually calmed down.

It's not because I'm afraid of him, it's just that what he said makes sense.

"Transfer?"

"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 reassuringly, "I have no other intentions. This is a normal human reaction, especially under the premise that ghosts exist and have killed people."

"But have you noticed that the people in the other room basically didn't respond at all, Chen Xiaomeng, Jiang Fugui, and that Hao Shuai," after speaking, Chen Qiang looked at Zuo Jing, who was frowning slightly, and said, "So I guess they've seen that painting, too."

"But it doesn't look like they are in the room of An Xuan's group." He continued: "Miss Zuo also said that the three of Chen Xiaomeng were together. I trust Miss Zuo's judgment."

Shi Liaozhi frowned slightly, and then said, "You mean that painting also appeared in Chen Xiaomeng's room?"

"should be."

"Then why didn't anyone have an accident?"

"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 the conversation was always in his hands, he still left enough room for his teacher Liao Zhi and Zuo Jing who didn't talk much.

Shi Liaozhi's eyes on Chen Qiang gradually changed. After a long while, he let out a breath and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it. Now the situation is like this. Everyone is a grasshopper on a rope."

Seemingly feeling uncomfortable standing there, Shi Liao Zhi changed his position.

Strange to say, in fact, the position of the painting is very particular. In terms of color layout alone, it almost blends with the wall and the surrounding scenery.

A simple potted plant with dark patterns is placed sideways in front of the painting. The contrast between the two brings an indescribable beauty to the beauty in the painting.

For a long time after they entered the room, no one actually noticed the painting.

What really made Shi Liao Zhi notice this painting is the feeling.

Yes, it's the feeling!

A very strange feeling of being watched.

He sat on the bed, tossing and turning, feeling uncomfortable no matter what, because of his experience, he never thought that he was an illusion caused by tension.

At first he thought it was Zuo Jing or Chen Qiang, but until... he followed that feeling and saw that painting!
The eyes of the beauty in the painting are 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. He was the next person.

But after a while, he looked at Zuo Jing, bowed slightly as if he was a different person, 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 revealed discipline in his behavior, was a person who knew the importance.

"It's my fault." Zuo Jing frowned with a very tangled expression, "You guessed it right, An Xuan did look for me, I...I have some."

After a few seconds, Zuo Jing changed his words, "That guy An Xuan is unusual, I suspect there is something wrong with his background."

"Why?" Shi Liao Zhi seemed to be interested, but he still tried his best to suppress his emotions, "What do you mean?"

"Wait." Chen Qiang suddenly interrupted their conversation.

Both Shi Liaozhi and Zuo Jing looked at him with puzzled expressions on their faces.

Looking in one direction, Chen Qiang seemed to be able to see the outside through the wall, "You guys, did you hear anything?" He asked in a low voice.

But judging from the expressions of the two of them, it was clear that they hadn't heard anything.

"No." Zuo Jing replied in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to hear the drumbeat."

It is not a good thing to hear the sound of the drum now, especially this very weird painting appeared in their room.

The next victim is probably one of them.

And he has a feeling that the greatest possibility is his own.
"Boom!"

In an instant, Shi Liaozhi's eyes paused for a moment, and then immediately shrank into a gap.

He heard it.

He heard it too.

drum!

how come?
Isn't this game over?

Qin Jian is dead.

Today at least today, they should be safe.

Immediately afterwards, a very weird and very slippery voice came from outside the door.

Not far, not near.

"Clap."

"Clap."

It was like the sound of something wet stepping on the bluestone.

It's big, and it's 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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