Ghosts have fairies

After the elevator stopped on the twentieth floor, the man suddenly stood up.Tang Cheng was protected by Qi Tong and He Zhen, who pushed him out of the elevator with his shoulders very naturally.

Perhaps because he knew that these two people would protect him, and that he was still safe and sound after going through so many things, Tang Cheng became a little more courageous for a while, and scratched him out of curiosity like a cat's paw.

But the sight on the left and right sides was blocked. As one of the countless students who touched the whale under the nose of the teacher, Tang Cheng lowered his head skillfully and rubbed his eyes, trying to take a look at the kneeling man in the elevator through this posture. Did not keep up.

The moment he lowered his head, his eyes met a strange face!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--

He really couldn't hold it back, he jumped up in fright, and the two people around him were caught off guard, but they were almost startled by him.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Qi Tong supported Tang Cheng and He Zhen's backs, and walked directly through the wall into room 2004.

"He he he he he he..." Tang Cheng held the hands of the two of them collapsed and knelt down, his voice was weak: "He was lying on the ground and followed us!!!"

"What does that man look like?" He Zhen tried to pull him up with his fingertips, but the little high school student must have been frightened by the blow just now, and just stood up, and slid down again.

Tang Cheng wept with a mournful face: "Model dolls! They are exactly the same as those in those clothing stores!"

He Zhen frowned slightly, "Is it the same as those behind you?"

"!" Tang Cheng turned around tremblingly, and found a row of models in wedding clothes standing neatly behind him. The sound in the throat changed its tune and swallowed it back, like a rooster that failed to crow.

The man in the elevator was standing right behind Qi Tong and He Zhen!

The two immediately realized what Tang Cheng's expression represented, but they reached the high school student's arm again in a tacit understanding, and walked towards the middle of the living room as if nothing had happened.

Wherever they went, the model behind them followed. Qi Tong and He Zhen seemed to be relaxed, but their hearts were actually hanging in the air.

There is a glass cabinet in front of him, and their figures are reflected in the mirror. Qi Tong is pretending to be looking at the things in the cabinet, but is actually looking at the model behind him.

The model in Folk Culture City who scratched his arm was in their hands, and the one who appeared in the elevator for no reason and followed them all the way, is it the same one?Or are these models all grown up?Was he the one who put the wedding dress on Tang Cheng?What is the purpose?

Seeing that it has been followed for a long time, but it has not done anything to hurt anyone, Qi Tong is almost convinced that the purpose of this model is to lure them over.

So what does it do with them?

"us……"

As soon as Tang Cheng uttered two words, He Zhen covered his mouth. The other party's index finger stood on his lips, signaling him to keep quiet. Seeing him, He Zhen let go of him, turned his index finger, and pointed to his right side. direction of the rear.

He looked along, just in time to see a woman's figure flashing behind the frosted door.Tang Chengxin mentioned it, and then slowly fell back. Just now he was worried about what the model behind him would do, and he even forgot that this room was inhabited by living people, and the hostess was in the bathroom at the moment. He just now Ignore the obvious sound of water.

The faint sound of the hair dryer sounded in the bathroom, Qi Tong led them to lighten their steps, and moved to the door of the bedroom farthest from the bathroom.

The door of that bedroom was ajar, he intended to hide and see what the model was going to do, but the moment he glimpsed inside through the crack of the door, all the muscles in his body tensed up.

He Zhen noticed his strangeness, and leaned close to his ear: "What's wrong?"

The sound of the hairdryer in the bathroom stopped.Qi Tong glanced in that direction, and he opened the door, allowing everyone to walk in quickly.

As soon as they entered the door with their front feet, the bathroom door was opened with their back feet.

Through the crack of the door, Qi Tong saw the woman's appearance, as expected, it was the woman whom Folk Culture City invited them to buy wedding clothes.

The woman's eyes scanned the room, and finally stopped on the row of models in wedding clothes, as if she was identifying something. After a long time, she looked away, turned and walked into another bedroom and locked the door.

Qi Tong breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to put a soundproof spell on their bedroom.As soon as he stopped, he heard He Zhen ask the question he wanted to ask the models who followed: "What do you want us to do?"

He couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile, the couple still had a tacit understanding!

"Ah?" Tang Cheng looked at them in confusion, turned around and saw the model's empty eyes, and moved behind them in fear.

The model raised her hand stiffly, and adjusted the position of her fingers with difficulty so that her index finger was raised.

"You want to write?"

He Zhen understood that the model's mouth was closed, and it was indeed impossible for her to speak.Seeing that the model was planning to write on their hands, but he didn't forget that Qi Tong's injury was still there, he didn't dare to be careless, and wanted to leave some evidence visible to the naked eye, so he decided to dip the model's finger in something to write on the paper. superior.

He turned to look for the paper, but was stunned when he turned around.

Qi Tong hooked his shoulders, "This room is exactly the same as the Past Life Studio I saw in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River."

Connected again.

He Zhen looked around the room, this room should be connected to the small room next door, the walls are covered with black and white and color portraits, while Qi Tong consciously picked up his mobile phone to record the whole room, and at the end he did not forget I walked up to two of the paintings and took photos.

He Zhen looked and found that the two paintings that Qi Tong took were what he said were portraits of King Zhaocheng and the God of Mountain Leyou.

The model moved again, and He Zhen withdrew his thoughts. Since this place is set up as a studio, there must be a lot of materials. They searched around and found that there was indeed ink.

He Zhen: "This should not be mixed with the residue of Meng Po soup, right?"

Qi Tong nodded: "There is definitely no ink. The girl who painted at the time said that the black and white portraits are like people she has seen in her previous life, and the colored ones are for 'clients'. She should not keep such an important thing here .”

"What are you talking about?" Tang Cheng, whose information was severely asymmetric, looked at them in bewilderment.

But the two didn't intend to explain now, He Zhen took a few sheets of drawing paper and wrapped the model's fingers layer by layer, Qi Tong took the ink and dipped it in tacit understanding.

The model's hand moved slowly on a piece of paper spread on the table, and the other three came closer to watch its movements carefully.

Chang Yu

Wan Yang

Fulong

June

ACCIDENT

Tang Cheng's pupils shrank: "Wait, this place..."

At this moment, the model wrote the last two words:

help me

It was already the early morning of the next day when they returned home. Tang Cheng was allowed to follow because of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday.

The three of them sat on the sofa, silent for a moment, and they all quietly scrolled through the information in their minds.

The first three words written by the model were a place name, which He Zhen was very familiar with, because it was Jiang Wenxin's home.

A few months ago, he personally went there to give Jiang Wenxin's parents a dream. Counting the days, it happened to be in June.

"Fulong Village, Wanyang County, Changyu City." Tang Cheng swiped at the screen of his mobile phone and muttered, "This place happened to happen on the day we went to burn paper for Jiang Wenxin."

Qi Tong also remembered that at that time, he had just helped He Zhen to finish his dream, and suddenly many tourist buses stopped at the gate of the village because of an accident in front, "Someone fell off the cliff?"

Tang Cheng nodded, "The news said that there was a young couple who had just married and went on a trip. The man fell off a cliff and his body was never found."

After speaking, his face turned pale, "Fuck, that model, isn't it the man who fell off the cliff?"

"Very likely." He Zhen took a sip of tea and asked again: "Are there any photos in the news?"

Tang Cheng: "Yes, I'll send it to you, but the photos of the woman are all mosaiced, so it's impossible to tell if it's the woman we saw in room 2004 just now."

Qi Tong changed hands and sent the photo to the judge. As long as this man is found out, it will not be difficult to trace his wife.

After the model finished writing, he also asked questions about the studio, but the model didn't know anything, and only provided information on paper, and usually the woman would bring a few models and a few sets of wedding clothes to the studio. The house and the clothing store run at both ends, but he is the only model in this form.

Since Jiajia said that she saw a sister coming out of room 2004, it is very likely that it is the painting girl who only showed her back that he saw in the past life studio.

He Zhen: "Look at this, the man's soul probably saw us after he fell off the cliff and died, so he fell from upstairs in the clothing store to attract our attention. He also scratched your hand and let the blood It is more recognizable when it is stained on the wedding dress. It happened that when the woman was driving back, he saw Tang Cheng again, knowing that we knew each other, so he quietly threw the wedding dress out of the car while the woman was not paying attention, and put it on Tang Cheng Cheng body."

Qi Tong nodded; "I agree with the latter guess, but there is one thing that may not be right."

He Zhen: "What?"

Qi Tong pointed at the armrest, and moved his gaze to Tang Cheng, "Tang Cheng, at that time in the Withering Bones illusion, the group of models chasing you were similar to the one just now?"

Tang Cheng was taken aback, then opened his eyes wide, "Yes! I can't tell what it looks like, but that feeling! It's as if a living person was stuffed into the model's body!"

"You mean that man didn't actually die after falling off the cliff? Someone used a method similar to a bone illusion to get into the model?" He Zhen pinched the bridge of his nose and said wearily: "In other words, someone doesn't want him to live? "

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Tong's cell phone rang.

"The man who fell off the cliff is called He Dun. According to the book of life and death, he should have lived to be 77 years old in this life. At the same time, although the news said that the body was not found, the underworld has not taken this man's soul." Qi Tong Reading the message sent to him by the judge, "His wife's name is Yang Shu, which is very interesting."

He Zhen and Tang Cheng looked at him, and Qi Tong chuckled lightly: "You say it's a coincidence, this Yang Shu, who used to be a colleague of Wu Min, is the Rongding Building, the unscrupulous girl who was pushed downstairs by the female ghost Zhou Yue The boss' employees."