Natural black penetrates into infinite flow

Zhao Ju's studio is closer to Jiang Tan's room, so the two girls stay at Zhao Ju's side at night.

Shen Ting patted the cat's head, "Xiao Xia, stay here, don't go out."

Xia Mingchi was worried that if something unexpected happened, Shen Ting and Zhao Ju would be unable to resist, so he grabbed Shen Ting's sleeves, looked pitifully, and cried out softly.

Shen Ting felt a knife stabbed in his heart, "Xiao Xia is afraid, isn't she?"

"Meow~" Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Alas, how could she leave such a cruel, powerless kitten alone!

Shen Ting said: "Then you will be with us tonight, but stay in my hoodie."

After midnight, Jiang Tan came out. According to the plan, Wu Xiao controlled the baked sculpture to attract Jiang Tan's attention.

Sure enough, the sculptures ran to Jiang Tan hand in hand.

Under the street lamp, Jiang Tan showed a puzzled expression. He and Wu Xiao have always kept the water in the river, and the sculpture dared not touch him.

What's going on today?

Jiang Tan stuck out his tongue and licked his hands leisurely, waiting for the sculpture to make way for him.

Wu Xiao adopted Zhao Ju's suggestion and used more blood to feed, so the blood on the corner of the sculpture's mouth was still wet, and even the lower half of its face was completely red. Under the light, it looked like a ghost from hell.

The sculpture bent down stiffly, reached out to pick up a stone, and slammed it down towards Jiang Tan.

The stone hit Jiang Tan's forehead.

Jiang Tan didn't expect this to happen, and was taken aback, "Meow-woo-!" He called out.

The sculptures clapped their hands happily. They had no vocal cords and could not speak, so they danced silently under the trees.

Jiang Tan was completely enraged, his hair exploded, a low growl came out of his throat, and he stared fiercely at the sculpture.

It's a warning, it's a threat.

The other party didn't care, another sculptor picked up a stone and threw it over, Jiang Tan sideways avoided.

Jiang Tan exerted strength on his hind legs, like a hungry tiger pouncing on his food, and threw himself at the sculpture that attacked him, and the other sculptures swarmed up to surround Jiang Tan.

Wu Xiao should still be afraid of the Jiang family's influence, because he dared not hurt Jiang Tan, but let the sculpture tear Jiang Tan's hair and clothes.

Taking advantage of the scuffle between the two sides, Zhao Ju and Shen Ting started to act.

Although Shen Ting was very scared, she still overcame her fear and took Zhao Ju's hand to accompany her to find something.

The girls ran to Jiang Tan's studio as quickly as possible, opened the window and entered the room.

Xia Mingchi jumped out of Shen Ting's hat and was responsible for leading them.

Cat specimens and oil paintings were quickly found.

Zhao Ju stared at these two things, her lips tightly pursed.

Shen Ting asked, "Is it Teacher Chen's?"

Zhao Ju nodded, holding the specimen in one hand and the painting in the other.

But the size of the painting is too large and heavy, and she cannot carry it smoothly by herself.

Zhao Ju sighed, "Fortunately, you came to help me."

Shen Ting didn't greet her too much, put the cat back into the sweater hat, and hurriedly walked towards the window with the lower part of the painting.

She is a photographer and needs to carry photographic equipment. Although she looks thin, she is used to carrying heavy things, so it is easy to carry.

On the promenade among the trees, Jiang Tan was still wrestling with the sculpture, not paying attention to the situation in his studio.

The clothes on his body had been torn by the sculpture, and Jiang Tan felt apprehensive at first. After all, there were so many opponents, and he didn't know what they were trying to do.

But soon, Jiang Tan realized that the sculpture didn't dare to hurt him, so he gradually became more courageous.

These dirty things dare to attack him!

Jiang Tan picked up the old iron rod next to it and smashed it hard on the sculpture's head. The sculptures had cracks in the first place, but when Jiang Tan smashed them, the solidified soft pottery cracked along the cracks.

Glass eyeballs fell off and dentures came off, revealing the metal skeleton inside.

Jiang Tan has not been exercising for a long time, and has been wrestling with the sculpture for a long time, and his physical strength is gradually exhausted.He runs away from the sculpture, goes to the sink, stretches his neck, sticks out his butt/butt, and rolls water into his mouth with his tongue.

The sculpture cleaned up the scattered clay blocks, glass beads, and dentures, and quickly evacuated with the remains of its companions.

When Jiang Tan drank the water and returned to the promenade again, there was nothing there, as if the besieged by the sculptures just happened in a dream.

the other side.

The girls returned to Zhao Ju's studio.

Zhao Ju couldn't control her emotions anymore, she looked at the specimen, tears rolled down her face.

"Ms. Chen's pet cat... Bell..." she said with a sob.

As a pet owner, Shen Ting also felt sad when he saw the tragic state of the bell. He couldn't imagine how much torture the cat had suffered before his death.

Zhao Ju stroked the oil painting, "It's the teacher's painting, I recognize it... Hey, what's the matter with the seal?!"

She recognized the content of the seal, and her eyes immediately became sharp.

"Hmph, Jiang Tan is a shameless person who put his own stamp on Mr. Chen's work."

Xia Mingchi jumped down from Shen Ting's arms, and pawed on the seal twice with his front paws, the red mark was slightly blurred.

This thing had to be removed before Chen Ling would show up.

Zhao Ju was inspired and thought of her dream, "I want to get rid of the seal quickly, the teacher should be sealed inside!"

"The ink pad is oily, and the oily solvent can wash it off, but it can also dissolve the oil paint..." Zhao Ju said while searching the cabinet.

Shen Ting asked, "What are you looking for?"

Zhao Ju: "Turpentine and cotton swabs."

After finding the thing, Zhao Ju struggled, "Jiang Tan is really insidious and cunning, if you want to save the teacher, you have to destroy her work...but I can't control that much right now!"

She poured turpentine into the plate, took a little with a cotton swab, and slowly spread it on the red inkpad.After soaking the red ink pad, wipe off the imprint with a dry cotton swab, and repeat this process.

Zhao Ju did it extremely meticulously. In her heart, this was not cleaning up the ink pads, but restoring an extremely precious treasure.

After the last trace of red marks were wiped away, Zhao Ju finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Ting said happily: "Great! Finally cleaned up!"

A bright light shines from the red blood stain at the bottom of the painting, slowly forming the shape of a person. When the light fades again, Xia Mingchi finally sees the appearance of the person clearly.

Dressed in a white dress, with black waist-length hair and a gentle temperament, Chen Ling.

Zhao Ju cried out in a crying voice: "Teacher Chen!" She rushed over, her arms passed through Chen Ju's body, and missed.

When Chen Ling saw Zhao Ju, she was both surprised and happy, and wiped her tears excitedly.

"Little Juzi has grown taller than me... Why are you crying about the happy reunion event?"

Seeing Shen Ting next to her, Chen Ling asked, "Is this your new friend?"

Zhao Ju: "Yes! She accompanied me to bring you back."

Chen Ling smiled at Shen Ting, "That's great, I've always been worried that you wouldn't be able to make friends, now I'm finally relieved..."

Chen Ling looked at Xia Mingchi again, and their eyes met. Chen Ling didn't open her lips, but Xia Mingchi heard her voice.

"Thank you."

Xia Mingchi knew that this was an affirmation of his completion of the task.

Zhao Ju asked: "Teacher, what happened back then? Why are you in the painting?"

"I once saw you and Jiang Tan quarreling in the studio. Did he do it all? What exactly does he want?!"

Chen Ling sighed, and her thoughts drifted to the distance.

"I met Jiang Tan at the art exhibition. Before we met, we knew each other's names in the industry.

Jiang Tan later pursued me, but I refused.Two people have completely different understandings of art, how can they be together?He said that we should be friends, start a company together, invest in galleries, and help me sell paintings.

But my interest is all in teaching, and I want more children to fall in love with oil painting. "

Xia Mingchi wondered, could it be that Jiang Tan couldn't love Chen Ling and committed murder because of love?

Chen Ling said again:

"That day, Ling Dang just ran outside Jiang Tan's studio. I went to look for it and heard Jiang Tan talking to a stranger. Jiang Tan said before that there are conditions for investing in galleries, that is, don't look at what you shouldn't, and don't look at it. Listen or not.

I think, Jiang Tan's parents are not at ease with him, and did not entrust him with the family business, what can Jiang Tan plan?Out of curiosity, I secretly stood outside and listened.It turned out that Jiang Tan deliberately raised the price of artworks for the purpose of money laundering.

At this time, the bell rang and was discovered by Jiang Tan..."

Zhao Ju clenched his hands tightly, and said solemnly: "So, did he kill people to silence him?!"

"I was very scared at the time, but Jiang Tan said that I could marry him. In this way, his business and secrets would also be mine. But I disagreed. There was no recording at the time, and I wanted to report but there was no evidence.

A few days later, Jiang Tan asked me to go to the studio again, saying that he could not open a gallery, but invested in the studio to accept more students.Jiang Tan brought me coffee, and I lost consciousness after drinking it. When I came back to my senses, I was floating in the air in the studio, and I saw myself lying in a pool of blood, with my left wrist cut off. "

Xia Mingchi thought, the drug should be in the coffee, after Chen Ling drank it and fell into a coma, the murderer cut the blood vessels in Chen Ling's wrist and pretended to commit suicide.In fact, even if Chen Ling refused the cup of coffee at that time, the other party would find other ways to harm her.

Zhao Ju pondered:

"Jiang Tan sold a large number of paintings at a high price after your death, which made him famous, but he announced that he would close his pen after selling the paintings.

Those paintings were specially exhibited before the auction, I went to see them, they are your works!How could such a wretched person create shocking paintings? "

"I just said that you won't commit suicide. There must be something inside. Wu Xiao actually spread rumors at school, talking nonsense!"

Hearing Wu Xiao's name, Chen Ling shook her head helplessly.

"I treat every student with sincerity, but I didn't expect the students to treat me like this!"

"At that time, I lived in a small room next to the studio, and Wu Xiao installed a camera in the socket of the small room to peep... He was only in high school, and I chose not to pursue him for the sake of his future.

Unexpectedly, he would still be slandered by him after death!So, I cut off half of his tongue as a lesson. "

It turned out that Wu Xiao's tongue was cut off by Mr. Chen, no wonder he couldn't find it.

"I was wandering around the world with resentment, trying to find Jiang Tan and ask what was going on. In the end, Jiang Tan found a mage and sealed me in the painting. I stayed for eight years..."

Zhao Ju listened quietly, although she tried her best to control her emotions, tears still rolled down her face.

She knew that Chen Ling had been sealed in the painting for eight years, but from Chen Ling's point of view, the teacher didn't know when the endless time would end.

It must have been desperate and lonely.

"Good boy, don't cry..." Chen Ling had never seen Zhao Ju like this before, and couldn't help feeling distressed.In her impression, Zhao Ju is a stubborn and strong little girl.

Chen Ling said: "Because of your concern, I can sense it, and follow this concern to your dream to ask for help."

Zhao Ju pushed open the door of another room, inside which was enshrined the tablet of Chen Ling, and under the tablet was a small square box.

Zhao Ju opened the box, and it was a cashmere scarf.

Chen Ling laughed, her tone was extremely gentle: "You still keep it."

"That's right, I was the last one to leave the studio that winter. It was so cold that the teacher stopped me and wrapped his scarf around me..."

Chen Ling stretched out her hand, her translucent body couldn't touch Zhao Ju, she knew that she was only staying in the world temporarily, and would eventually leave.

She comforted Zhao Ju: "As long as you miss her, the teacher will always be there..."

Xia Mingchi was lying in Shen Ting's arms, not disturbing the teachers and students reminiscing about the past, he was thinking, since Chen Ling found it, would there be other tasks besides the No. [-] building where the old security guard was rambling about?

Chen Ling's eyes turned cold again, "Wu Xiao and Jiang Tan have suffered a lot these years, right?"

Zhao Ju said: "Wu Xiao is half dead now, Jiang Tan will be like a cat every night."

Chen Ling: "Jiang Tan is like this because the bell is attached to him. I need the two of them to apologize and use their apologies to resolve their grievances. Can you do me this favor?"

Zhao Ju said without hesitation, "I am willing!"

Of course Xia Mingchi knew that this was a task given to him by the NPC, so he stretched out his paw, "Meow!"

Chen Ling glanced at Xia Mingchi with loving eyes, and said to Shen Ting: "Your cat is smart and cute, just like my bell."

As the sky gradually dawned, Chen Ling confessed again: "If you paint the oil paint of this painting on your hands, Wu Xiao's sculpture and Jiang Tan will not dare to approach you."

"But wouldn't the teacher's painting be ruined?" Zhao Ju hesitated.

Chen Ling said: "Silly boy, in my heart, you are always more important than paintings."

Shen Ting finally thought of something, and interjected, "Mr. Chen, do you know where Building No. [-] is? It is said that you took Building No. [-] away after you died."

"Do you believe in such a bizarre legend?" Chen Ling smiled gently.

Zhao Ju said: "Everyone spreads it like this, but I remember that when your accident happened, the four buildings in the art park had not yet been numbered."

"Four buildings? The security guard clearly said it was five buildings, and asked me to visit every building."

Chen Ling is very sure: "There were only four buildings in the art space when it was established."