kidnap a beauty to catch a demon

After entering the corridor, with the help of the faint light of the sensor lamp, the two walked one after the other to the top floor where Ye Tong rented.

Fang Yize subconsciously relaxed his breathing, feeling that this residential building had existed for at least 30 years, so he was a little worried that if he breathed heavily, he would blow off the little white ash on the wall.

In the dim light of the corridor, he turned his head to look at Ji He who was a few steps behind, and suddenly the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The corridors here are usually not cleaned by anyone. The corners are either melon seed husks or cigarette butts. From time to time, they can still see a dead mouse and a few cockroaches. Ji He walks at a leisurely pace and avoids it These are messy things, but his brows have been deeply frowned, and there is a rare color of disgust in his usually cold and calm eyes under the thick eyelashes.

Fang Yize suddenly felt that Ji He became lively and cute for no reason at this time.

"Ji He," he stood on the steps a few steps higher, looked down at Ji He, he couldn't help feeling a little ready to move, but his expression was very serious, "Are you still used to it?"

Ji He looked up, looked at him for a second, didn't speak, then continued to walk up, saw the "6" floor sign very close at hand, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Even though he didn't have any cleanliness, the mess in this place was beyond his imagination.

Fang Yize didn't say much, and followed him up to the sixth floor.The two looked at each other silently, Fang Yize immediately rang the doorbell of 6 where Ye Tong lived, thinking with some surprise in his heart, the doorbell is not broken in such a dilapidated place?

Through a thick anti-theft door, Fang Yize could smell Ye Xiaodi's unique scent as a cat demon, but besides that, there was also a barely audible scent in the air, which seemed to be the scent of wood. It is also like the fragrance of flowers, condensed for a long time, like a drop of water dripping from the eaves in the cold winter, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Fang Yize looked down at the watch in his hand, and a soft red halo shone slightly on the dial.

It's really not a waste of time.

"Who?" Ye Tong in the room just fell asleep, just finished washing, and was heating milk in the kitchen when he heard someone coming, rubbed his hair irritably, walked to the door, and glanced out through the peephole.

Fang Yize said, "Is it Ye Tong? We made an appointment at [-]:[-] pm to talk about the drafting of magazine drawings."

Ye Tong turned his head to look at the wall clock on the wall, it was five past six, and when he remembered what happened, he opened the door and turned sideways to make it easier for them to come in.

Fang Yize stepped in with a smile on his lips, looked into his eyes for a moment, lowered his voice, and said slowly: "We are here to talk to you about the drawing, especially that one, after drawing it A drawing of a young blue-eyed boy."

Ye Tong's expression suddenly turned into a trance, and he repeated subconsciously: "Yes, you are here to discuss the drawing with me. Especially that one, which is a painting of a young blue-eyed boy."

Fang Yize stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. Ye Tong's eyes became more dazed, and he led them to his studio.

Ye Xiaodi was lying on her stomach in the cat's nest on the balcony, but when she heard the door opening, she walked towards the corner of the wall, her green eyes stared straight at the interaction between Fang Yize and Ye Tong, feeling a little strange, her mouth twitched Zhang, subconsciously wanted to call out "meow".

Ji He noticed her, put his index finger to his mouth, and gave her a "shh", Ye Xiaodi blinked his eyes and stayed where he was.

On the other side, Fang Yize followed the temptation: "Let's go and see the painting."

Ye Tong lives in a small place, only about 60 square meters. There are a lot of things piled up in the living room, stacks of books on the floor, a few clothes thrown on the sofa, and unwashed water glasses are also randomly placed on the coffee table. In the layout of two bedrooms and one living room, Ye Tong lived in the master bedroom, and he converted the other bedroom with better lighting into a studio and study.

With a dazed expression, Ye Tong led them to push open the door of the studio.

Fang Yize stood at the door, looked around, and narrowed his eyes suddenly. The feng shui of this room is really... hard to describe!

The size of the studio is not very large, at most twenty square meters. When you open the door, the first thing you see is an overly large window. The beige curtains are pulled open, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines unreservedly on the whole area through the glass. in the room.

Of course, it is the most auspicious good luck!

However, only one side of the studio is glass, and the other three sides are walls. The walls are densely covered with various paintings, including oil paintings, sketches, and landscape paintings. The afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the glass frame. Created the illusion of a strange and exotic space.

More or less a sign of a bloodbath.

The books on the bookshelf and the inappropriate placement of a computer on the desk become less important by comparison.

An easel as tall as half a person was placed in the middle of the studio, covered by a white cloth. Fang Yize didn't see what was on it, thinking that it should be the painting of the blue-eyed boy that Ye Xiaodi mentioned, so he walked over and Lift off the white cloth.

While the white cloth was falling leisurely in the air, Fang Yize and Ji He could see clearly the contents of the painting at the same time.

It really was the painting that Ye Xiaodi was talking about!

Ji He walked up to this picture, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "Ingres's "Fountain"."

WTF?Fang Yize turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows, and motioned for him to continue.

"Fountain" by the French painter Ingres is one of the masterpieces of classicist paintings. It shows a nude/nude girl holding a pot and pouring water, and at the same time presents a noble, unconventional, solemn beauty." Ji He Slightly lowering his eyes, looking at the painting, he said without hesitation, "Ye Tong's painting should be an imitation, taking the theme of Ingres's "Fountain"."

Fang Yize understood now, and his eyes when looking at the painting in front of him suddenly became more complicated.

The lush green tropical forest covers the sky, and only fragments of sunlight jump on the screen. A fair-skinned, handsome, black-haired, blue-eyed boy is showing his whole body, holding a jug with both hands. A pool of clear spring water flows from the jug. It poured down and splashed on the boy's body, as if there was a sense of continuous flow and vividness. At the boy's feet, a clump of small white daisies was quietly blooming.

Outside the screen, at some point, the soft orange light of the setting sun reflected on the painting, covering the young man's bare/naked body every inch, and finally fell on the young man's crystal-clear and beautiful eyes like emeralds.

Fang Yize quietly watched the changes in the painting bit by bit, and subconsciously slowed down his breathing.Ji He didn't speak, just looked at the boy in the painting in front of him.

Ye Xiaodi sneaked in quietly, leaned against the corner and looked at the two people standing silently in front of the painting, then looked up at Ye Tong who was standing blankly at the door with dazed eyes, and let out a low "meow".

The boy's eyes seemed to move slightly in the painting, and a faint blue color appeared in the depths of his pupils.

At the same time, Fang Yize once again smelled the fleeting faint fragrance in the air when he was standing outside the door, like the fragrance of wood, and also like the fragrance of flowers, condensed and distant.

He suddenly covered Ji He's eyes with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't look. Hold your breath." At the same time, the thumb and index finger of his free hand twitched each other, and several hair-thin hairs appeared in his palm. The red gold wire of silk!

The lead wires spun rapidly in the palm, intricately intertwined into a net.

Ji He was a little surprised by his actions, and his thick eyelashes trembled, but he still stood still and held his breath at the same time.

He also smelled the sudden fragrance in the air, which brought a bit of winter cold, but also had a lingering lingering charm.

Fang Yize watched the changes of the boy in the painting with a good look——

As if inhaling the sunlight cast on the canvas, the blue color in the depths of the boy's pupils gradually changed from shallow to dark, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the water flowing on his naked/naked body gradually became more apparent. Reflects crystal light.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed that it was just a moment, Fang Yize and Ji He heard a slight "tick" at the same time, and then, the water flow on the young man's body completely came alive, flowing along his graceful body The curve kept dripping down, the water droplets splashed down, and gradually merged into a shallow pool under his feet.

The jug held by the young man seemed to have changed its direction, and the mouth of the jug slowly moved up, straightened it up, and was finally picked up by the young man with one hand.

Fang Yize said in a low voice, "Back up!" He immediately took Ji He back a step.

Ye Xiaodi stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of her, thinking in shock, this painting is really weird!

Fang Yize suddenly moved close to Ji He's ear, lowered his voice, but spoke extremely fast: "Take that cat out!" He turned his head and saw the boy in the painting slowly stretching his limbs, his body Leaning forward slightly, it seems to be a step forward.

Ji He waved away Fang Yize's hand that was still covering his eyes, and almost didn't need to look around, his eyes fell on the painting not far away.

The entire canvas is rolling up and down at a strange speed visible to the naked eye, the boy's figure is constantly stretching and growing in it, and the height that originally only occupied three-quarters of the canvas has been raised in an instant. Fill the entire canvas!

"Take Ye Xiaodi and get out!" The second Fang Yize's hand was waved away by Ji He, a soft red halo appeared on his fingertips, spinning rapidly, and he stared at the painting The young man said without turning his head.

Ji He retreated to the wall, grabbed Ye Xiaodi, who was still in a state of curious baby, and threw it into his arms, then took two steps back, until he reached the studio door, and stood beside Ye Tong.

Ji He glanced at Ye Tong subconsciously, "What should he do?"

Fang Yize frowned, and his eyes suddenly became sharper: "Take it out!" As soon as the words fell, the red lead wire in his palm flew out, and the roaring force pushed the two people and the cat at the door together. go out!

Fang Yize snapped his fingers with the other hand, and drew an isolation barrier in the void, blocking the view of the outside world.

The golden crow was exhausted, the daylight disappeared, and both inside and outside the barrier were plunged into the vast night.