fog lock sea

In the afternoon, Lu Qisheng followed Han Chuan to Professor Feng's single-family villa.The villa is built on a hillside with the sea behind.The fruit is ripe in August, even the wind is sweet and greasy, and the scenery is not bad.

Lu Qisheng picked a fruit and put it in his mouth, then spit it out again. The color is so bright, it tastes too sour!

Han Chuan bumped Lu Qisheng with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "You still have fun! Can you be more serious in front of the dead!"

"A dead person cannot be brought back to life, no matter how serious a person is." Lu Qisheng bumped back in the same way.

At the door, six or seven security guards surrounded the outside. Lu Qisheng imitated Han Chuan and showed his press card. The security guard nodded and signaled them to go in.

Han Chuan brought Lu Qisheng into Professor Han's private studio with ease. The walls were covered with colorful paintings, and Lu Qisheng's frightened mouth remained open for a long time.

Han Chuan patted Lu Qisheng on the shoulder: "You look first, I'll go down and look for it, and see if I can find other clues."

Lu Qisheng was staring at an oil painting with fascination. It was the first time he saw the real work of Professor Feng's famous work "Eclipse of the Moon". What he had seen before were all imitations or photocopied pictures on the Internet.

The turbulent sea covers the entire picture scroll, there is no sky, only the sea is vast, the melting moonlight is reflected on the sea surface, half bright and half blood red, there is a person standing in the middle of the moon on the sea surface, the upper body of that person stands on the water surface, the lower body is in the water, his face is pale, his lips It is as red as snow, as if it is devouring the moon. It is the blood of the moon, flowing in the ocean.The moonlight poured down on his pale face, and his eyes were closed tightly, as if in pain and enjoyment.

From the moon... the blue moon...

Lu Qisheng thought of his hallucination one night, which person is real or just his hallucination?Was the professor's death related to him?

He suddenly felt dizzy, all the paintings seemed to be spinning, and in the end, it seemed that there were faces of people in the paintings, or strange smiles, or twisted hideous, or terrified screams...

Those are the last portraits of the dead!

It was horrible! Lu Qisheng ran out the door with his head in his arms, and he would suffocate if he stayed any longer.

"Lu Qisheng, what's the matter with you?" Han Chuan rushed over to support him.

Lu Qisheng said painfully: "The paintings... are all faces of dead people."

"Are you sad and confused! I'll watch it with you!"

Han Chuan took a lot of effort to borrow the senior's press card, but he still got nothing, a little reconciled.

Lu Qisheng took a deep breath to calm himself down, and said slowly: "Close your eyes first, and then look at these paintings hanging on the wall, what do you see?"

Han Chuan said: "I didn't see anything, and I'm not a painter."

Lu Qisheng lowered his tone and said word by word: "You feel it with your heart, keep your eyes on it, remember not to blink! Do you feel a little dizzy or do you see faces one by one!"

Han Chuan grabbed Lu Qisheng's arm, concentrated on watching for a while, then stepped back a few steps, with a terrified look on his face, and then regained his composure: "Grass! You're so evil, brother! It's true!"

Lu Qisheng suddenly pointed to a few paintings hanging on the corner of the wall, Han Chuan looked in the direction he pointed, and the paintings were some weird fish.

"It's just some fish. It's just talking about it." Han Chuan muttered.

"Look at the belly of the fish... use the method I taught you just now." Lu Qisheng lowered his voice again.

Han Chuan exclaimed in surprise: "Ah! It's a fucking human face again! It's really evil."

It is said that Professor Du Feng of the Academy of Fine Arts is a strange man, not only strange people, but also strange paintings.Thinking of the faces in the painting, Han Chuan felt terrified.Does the master of painting like this pay a high price to buy it back and hang it at home to scare himself?

"Are these paintings exhibited by Professor Feng?" Lu Qisheng asked suddenly.

Han Chuan nodded: "That's right. Professor Feng died less than a day after opening, and the organizers withdrew all the paintings."

Suddenly Han Chuan's phone rang. It was Han Chuan's cousin Pan Zi who worked in the police station.

"Hey Chuanzi, what's going on with you. Our team's latest investigation suspects that Feng Nianjiu is related to the previous mysterious disappearance."

Han Chuan and Lu Qisheng looked at each other, and Lu Qisheng nodded.Signal him to tell him the secret in the painting.

Han Chuan told his cousin Pan Zi exactly what happened just now, and Pan Zi said that he would report to the group first before replying.

Lu Qisheng and Han Chuan went downstairs to go back to school.Suddenly, I found a four-story glass fish tank built in the corner of the stairs, and the colorful fish in the fish tank were still swimming leisurely.Lu Qisheng couldn't help sighing, the owner is dead, these little things will probably starve to death if they are not fed.Han Chuan pushed him: "Why are you in a daze, let's go, what's so good about fish."

Lu Qisheng ignored him, walked straight to the fish tank, stretched out his hand to catch a dying small fish the size of a thumb floating on the surface of the water, and wanted to put it back into the sea behind.Although he had grown up with fishermen, he had never seen fish like this.As soon as he stretched his hand in, a small fish immediately jumped up and bit his hand tightly.

"Hiss!" Lu Qisheng screamed in pain.Blood gushed out from his hand, dripped into the fish tank, and melted into the water in an instant and dispersed.The big and small fish in it are scrambling to swim to the place where there is blood, and open their mouths to devour blood greedily, like a group of bloodthirsty devils!

Han Chuan, who was talking with the security guard, ran over when he heard the sound, saw the blood on his hand, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lu Qisheng frowned in pain: "Hiss~ I was bitten by a fish."

Fortunately, which fish eye blindly bit the palm of his hand. If he bit his finger, his finger would probably be useless.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this Professor Feng, raising fish is different from others, raising piranhas!" Han Chuan looked at Lu Qisheng's bleeding left hand, then at Lu Qisheng's handsome frown wrinkled in pain, Continued: "Don't you just let the fish bleed a little bit, as for the pain? It's like a bitch!"

Lu Qisheng cast a disgusted glance at Han Chuan: "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, try letting the piranha bite you."

"Come on, don't flood the Heart of Our Lady next time. You art people are a little sentimental, if I ask you."

Han Chuan chattered on and on, but Lu Qisheng ignored him.

Lu Qisheng is a handsome young man with picturesque eyebrows, clean and bright, his eyes are full of twinkling stars when he smiles, and the stars are hidden when he frowns.If it weren't for his height of 1.8 meters, it would be really easy for people to misunderstand her as a wronged little daughter-in-law at this moment.

Han Chuan pulled his clothes, dragged him and walked forward: "Come on, little girl, don't be angry, my buddy will take you to the hospital for a tetanus! I can't take responsibility for the wound infection. This fish also I don’t know if there is a virus, but it would be terrible if I caught the mad fish virus..."

"Crazy fish disease? Is there such a disease?"

"If a dog gnaws it, it's called rabies, but if a fish gnaws it, what is ichthyosis?"

"Thank you for thinking it out!" Lu Qisheng punched him, and both of them laughed.