Natural black penetrates into infinite flow

The park is shaded by green plants, and the tall buildings are not so much buildings, but more like warehouses, and the outer walls are covered with colorful graffiti.

The old security guard said that this place used to be an old factory building, but later it was rented out to students from art colleges, and the students repaired it by themselves, so that the current art space came into being.

With the relocation of most of the studios, the facilities in the park lacked maintenance and care, and weeds were overgrown. The rust on the bulletin board was washed by the rain, leaving dark red marks on the whiteboard, and there were obvious red palm prints beside it.

It looks like it should belong to a human being, but there are no fingerprints or palm prints.

Xia Mingchi looked away from the red palm print.

Despite the sun, since he entered the art space, he felt the temperature dropped.The wind was very cool, carrying moisture through the collar and firmly attached to the skin.

Shen Ting obviously also felt this change, shivered, and hugged the cat tightly.She felt that she might be thinking too much. After all, she had specially observed when she moved things last time, and the art space had installed many cameras.Security should be guaranteed.

Xia Mingchi felt his master's emotions, raised his face and said to Shen Ting, don't be afraid, I'm here.

"Meow meow……"

The soft meowing made Shen Ting relax a lot, and she cheered up again, "Let's hurry back, we can visit our neighbors today..."

As Shen Ting spoke, his eyes fell on the lawn. The white cabinet that was casually discarded in the corner had already peeled off its paint leather, peeling off like a skin disease, revealing the color of the original wood.

The door of the cabinet drooped like a broken arm, and the things inside made Shen Ting pale with fright.

"Ah!!! People... Human heads..."

One head was placed upright in the cabinet, with black eye sockets, flaming red lips, black hair like a chicken nest head, pink skin, and a texture like rubber.

Although it has no eyeballs, Shen Ting feels that it is looking at her, and those eye sockets seem to swallow her.

Xia Ming rubbed Shen Ting's chin to remind him.

"Meow." Dummy.

Shen Ting rubbed her eyes, and after identifying it clearly, she let out a long sigh of relief, seeming to blame and embolden herself: "Some people who are into art like to play with such weird things, it makes my feet go limp in fright. "

"Meow, meow!" Yes, this dummy head belongs to art and goes straight to the underworld!Xia Mingchi meowed in agreement.

The studio in the park has not been moved, and there should be other tenants, but the surrounding environment is not at all popular, and there are not even living things.

Shen Ting yelled so loudly just now, they didn't hear all of them, did they?Or what trigger conditions are needed.

Seeing Shen Ting's nervous look, Xia Mingchi thought, it's better to have no one at this time, after all, it's more terrifying to see someone suddenly.

Shen Ting quickened his pace and walked back to the room he rented. The interior has already been furnished.She put Xia Mingchi into the pet bag and asked, "Do you want to visit the neighbors with me?"

Xia Mingchi: "Meow meow meow." No.

Shen Ting put the pet bag on her chest, picked up the packaged biscuits, "Let's go! Let's go!"

Xia Mingchi: ...

So what's the point of you asking me.Xia Mingchi has gradually realized the fun of playing games.

Visits are made in order of building number.

"Building No. [-] has only one studio, will they also keep pets? If so, there will be a lot of common topics~" Shen Ting walked into the yard excitedly.

There are many life-size sculptures in the yard, all of which have sunken faces, strangely shining eyes, and open mouths, revealing abrupt flesh-colored gums and two rows of white teeth.

They are distorted and pose in various yoga-like poses.

After being frightened by the dummy head, Shen Ting became more courageous, and walked up to each sculpture to admire it.

"Wow, this material seems to be made of soft clay?"

Through the pet bag, Xia Mingchi observed the sculpture.They should have been baked. I don't know if it's a raw material problem or the baking heat is not mastered. The skin color is dull and cracked.

Although the sculptures in sight showed their teeth, they all had no tongues.

Another underworld artwork.

Shen Ting didn't spend too much time on these soft clay, and hurried to knock on the door.

The people inside were very vigilant, and only opened a gap.Looking in through the gap, the room was dark.

Shen Ting took the initiative to introduce himself, "Hi, I'm from the Lingmao Photography Studio in Building [-], and I just moved here today."

"You, hello," the door opened, and there was a thin and gloomy young man. He was wearing a large sweater with his sleeves covering his hands, looking very sloppy.

Not only did he stutter when he spoke, his pronunciation was not very clear.

The man's gaze shifted from Shen Ting to Xia Mingchi, and the panic on his face was fleeting, "My name is Wu, Wu Xiao..."

"Please, please come in." Wu Xiao let the visitor in, and packed things in a hurry.

The air in the house is not circulating, and the smell of polymer clay and paint mixed with the smell of sweat hits the face.

Cats have a keen sense of smell, so this smell is too strong for Xia Mingchi.

Xia Mingchi endured the discomfort, his first impression of Wu Xiao was very deep——

Three sentences for my neighbors to spit out.

Wu Xiao raised all the blinds, opened the windows, and the studio instantly brightened up, changing from dark and oppressive to warm, and the smell was much fresher.

The furnishings in the room gradually became clearer.

A few pieces of old furniture were randomly visited, and on the long sofa, yellowed quilts were randomly piled up, which was regarded as a bed.Most of the room is soft pottery raw materials, and there is an unfinished sculpture.

The bones of this sculpture have just been tied with metal, and the skull made of soft clay has been roughly shaped, the eye sockets are empty and the eyeballs have not been refined, and the gums and teeth have been embedded in advance.At first glance, it looks like a corrupted human body.

Wu Xiao shook off the quilt twice, against the light, Xia Mingchi saw dust flying up and down, sucked in the tip of his pink nose, and sneezed several times in succession.

Xia Mingchi: Shake the quilt, it should be ten catties lighter.

Wu Xiao folded the things on the sofa so that there is a place for guests to sit.

"No, I'm sorry, no one comes here all year round..."

Shen Ting found a way for Wu Xiao, "It's okay, because of the nature of my work, I have come into contact with many artists who don't care about details in life."

"Meow... woo... woo..." You have to pay attention to hygiene even if you don't care about the details.

The two obviously couldn't understand the complaints from the cat.

Shen Ting took out the packaged biscuits, "I made it myself, please take care of me in the future. If there is any cooperation in the future, I can also consider it."

Wu Xiao was very cautious, and took the dim sum in trepidation.

Shen Ting had nothing to say, "Did you make all the sculptures in the yard?"

"Don't, don't use you, yes." Wu Xiao nodded, hunched over and sat on the high stool.

Wu Xiao asked: "Jue, how do you feel?"

Shen Ting didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to ask questions, so he could only bite the bullet and search for suitable words in his mind, "It's very... unique."

Xia Mingchi: Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people.

Shen Ting didn't want to embarrass the neighbors, so he asked for compensation, "The eyes and teeth of the sculpture are very detailed, and it is amazing to be able to do this."

Wu Xiao scratched his head, a little embarrassed, walked to the side of the sculpture, stretched out his hand and pulled out the upper and lower rows of teeth of the polymer clay.

"I didn't, I made it myself, I bought, I bought the dentures..."

He pressed it twice with his hand, and the dentures made a "click" sound.

Xia Mingchi: ...

Shen Ting felt trembling, got up and walked towards the door: "Let's say goodbye first, and we have to visit other people."

When he came out, Wu Xiao presented him with an oil painting, the size of which was A5.

Shen Ting said to Xia Mingchi, "Do you think it looks good?"

Xia Mingchi: "Meow..." It's very unique.

In the painting is a little boy holding a bouquet. There is nothing special about it, but the color saturation is very high, the petals look like they are about to bleed, and the person with green leaves panics.

In front of Building No. [-], Shen Ting knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

"Strange, did you go out?" Shen Ting glanced at Xia Mingchi and asked in confusion.

"I advise you not to disturb him," the young girl passed by holding a book, "Jiang Tan's schedule is contrary to others, and he has a bad temper."

The girl smiled and said, "You are Shen Ting, right? My name is Zhao Ju, and my studio is also in Building No. [-]. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

She is about the same age as Shen Ting, and she looks kind and friendly, which immediately gave Shen Ting a sense of belonging to the art park.

Zhao Ju took Shen Ting's arm out of nowhere: "I'm about to visit you."

Her studio is decorated in a simple style, and she doesn't know what profession she is engaged in.

Zhao Ju said: "I am a psychological counselor. Your cat is so cute. I also have something for your little one."

The three words "little baby" made Xia Mingchi's scalp tingle, and what made him even more uncomfortable was Zhao Ju's gift.

Pink bow collar, exquisite workmanship.

"It's so beautiful." Shen Ting's compliment this time was sincere.

"Try it quickly, put it on the cat." Zhao Ju said proudly.

Although his heart was full of rejection and he tried to escape after opening the pet bag, Xia Mingchi was held down by two girls and put on a collar.

Well, if it’s a boy, wear a pink bow!

Not staying at Zhao Ju's place for too long, Shen Ting hurried to visit the next neighbor.

It's just weird that there's no building four.

Shen Ting was puzzled: "Uncle Security said that there are five buildings in the park..." She walked around the park twice, and it was clear that there were four buildings.

Xia Mingchi was also surprised.

As a security guard, knowing the working situation is the most basic professional requirement, so it is unlikely to be a wrong memory.

The uncle also said at the time, "If you visit every building, you will find new discoveries."

This sentence is not so much a chat with a new tenant, but more like an NPC issuing a mission.I have visited all five buildings, but building No. [-] is missing now.

Therefore, finding Building No. [-] should be one of the missions of the dungeon.

Shen Ting didn't think too much like Xia Mingchi, she said to the cat, "Since there is no building No. [-], let's go to No. [-] building~"

The studio in Building No. [-] is very elegantly decorated, with antique furniture and copper censers on the table tops that burn wisps of blue smoke.

The hostess wears a white shirt with thin bamboo embroidered with silver thread on the chest.Cotton and linen clothes are usually soft and shapeless, but on this person, they can outline his figure.

Standing in the sun, he looks like green bamboo, elegant and calm.

Shen Ting was a little embarrassed, "Hi, I'm the new photographer Shen Ting."

"My name is Lu Renyuan," the man laughed, "I just made a pot of tea, let's taste it together."

He is the complete opposite of Wu Xiao, gentle and considerate.

Shen Ting asked curiously, "What do you do?"

Lu Renyuan sat in front of the tea table, her words were correct and round.

"I am a national first-class tea art master."

Xia Mingchi: ...

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