Today I scare non-humans again [Unlimited]

"Jiang Heng, are you okay!"

Just as Jiang Heng sat up, he saw Lin Yue and the others gathered around the coffin, looking at him with concern.

Jiang Heng rubbed his eyes to relieve the fatigue caused by the sudden exposure to the light: "I'm fine." He raised his hand to remove a small teardrop hanging from the corner of his eye.

"That coffin is really weird, it opened suddenly." Lin Yue said while touching his little heart.

"Are you really all right?" Wang Mingke looked at Jiang Heng who stepped out of the coffin, and asked a little worriedly.

"Yeah." Jiang Heng shook his head and smiled at them, with a little pink on his snow-white cheeks, "I just—"

The crackling sound of the light bulb exploded above everyone's heads. Fortunately, Wang Mingke didn't extinguish the candles because of other light sources just now, so they could use the candlelight to avoid the glass shards flying around.

"I know why there are lights in this castle that are not used, but candles. I dare say that the light bulbs are inferior products." Zhang Shilin said.

"Hush—there seems to be footsteps outside!" Lin Yue signaled Zhang Shilin to be quiet.

When everyone heard Lin Yue's words, they immediately kept quiet and paid attention to the sound of footsteps outside the door.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the door, hammering heavily on the hearts of several people.

During the time when everyone was silent, the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, as if some kind of giant was slowly approaching them with a heavy body.

Its footsteps stopped in front of the door.

"Oops—it seems to be coming towards this room." Wang Mingke suddenly realized that the crisis was approaching, and he whispered hurriedly, "Find a place to hide!"

Fortunately, because of the need to store all kinds of equipment in the studio, there are many cabinets, enough for everyone to hide in.

Wang Mingke held up candles and asked everyone to find a closet to hide in.He didn't blow out the candle until the other three people had hid, and hid himself in another closet.

The moment Wang Mingke closed the cabinet, the monster outside the door knocked on the door of the studio and opened it.

"Master—are you there?" The monster's voice was hoarse, as if it was full of jagged teeth, and it made a tooth-piercing sound as it rubbed against each other.

The four people hiding in the closet held their breath nervously, for fear of being discovered by it.

"Master——" The monster didn't get a response, it shouted again, and then began to move, and the dull footsteps sounded again.

The monster said to himself: "Master still hasn't woken up today."

Suddenly, it stepped on something, and there was a crisp cracking sound under its feet.

Oops!It's the shards of a light bulb that just shattered!The hearts of the four tensed up, their heartbeats began to speed up, and the sound of drumming beat violently in their ears.

The monster bent down and made out what it had stepped on.

"It seems that bedbugs have infiltrated the castle. I have to hunt out these naughty little bugs and kill them." The monster laughed strangely.

"Let me see, are there any bugs here?" The monster said, turning around in the studio, and the four people hiding in the closet clearly heard the sound of it stepping on broken glass from time to time.

"Here? Here? Or—here?"

The cabinet where Jiang Heng was staying was being watched by monsters, and there was a small gap in the upper middle of the cabinet that looked like a vent.The monster was standing outside the cabinet, looking in through the gap in the cabinet.

He squatted down quickly and quietly in the cabinet, curled up in a corner of the cabinet.

The monster stared at the inside of the cabinet with a pair of scarlet hideous eyes, and the sound of heavy breathing was close at hand.

Jiang Heng held his breath tightly and covered his mouth with his hands, not letting himself make any noise.

"No, no—" The monster turned and walked away without seeing Jiang Heng hiding in the corner.

The monster murmured: "These little bugs really can hide. I don't know where they are hiding. I have to look for it." Then it left the studio stepping on the glass shards all over the floor.

Calm was restored in the studio.

The four of them confirmed that the monster had really left, so they opened the closet one after another and walked out of the closet.Wang Mingke asked Lin Yue for another match, and lit the candle again.

"I'm suffocating, this monster doesn't say hello when it comes." Zhang Shilin was finally able to breathe boldly, and quickly took several deep breaths before he felt alive.

Lin Yue hadn't recovered yet, she was bending over, trying to calm down her fast breathing and heart rate.

Wang Mingke was also suffocating, and while taking a deep breath, he asked intermittently: "Just now, just now, Jiang Heng's cabinet was targeted by monsters."

Jiang Heng nodded: "Yes."

Wang Mingke: "Have you seen what it looks like?"

Jiang Heng touched his nose and said hesitantly, "Hmm... have big eyes?"

Wang Mingke was powerless to complain about Jiang Heng's weird description: "...is there any more?"

Jiang Heng tried hard to recall: "And...it has bad breath." He recalled the stench he smelled when the monster spoke just now, and couldn't help but hold his breath again.

It really stinks, like the sour smell of meat that is about to rot, mixed with the smell of blood.

Wang Mingke felt that he could hardly breathe.

"That's it?" Wang Mingke smiled awkwardly.

Jiang Heng nodded vigorously: "I didn't see anything else." He said obediently.

Lin Yue bent over to catch her breath, and was about to straighten up when she glanced around, only to find a small white ball of paper dropped on the ground not far away.

"Huh? What is this?" She walked over and picked up the little ball of paper.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Shilin asked.

Lin Yue walked back to the crowd with the paper ball, and opened her hands to show everyone the paper ball in her hand.

"Let me take a look." Wang Mingke didn't want to drown in Jiang Heng's strange and unfocused description, so he quickly shifted his target.

Lin Yue saw that it was not convenient for Wang Mingke to hold the candlestick, so she helped him unfold the paper ball before handing it to him.

Wang Mingke took the note, and brought the candlestick close to the note. In the flickering candlelight, he could clearly see what was written on the note.

"Dried bones are buried under flowers, and blood is cast into paintings."

"It's well written, what do you mean?" Zhang Shilin frowned.

Jiang Heng lowered his eyes and thought for a while, vaguely remembering a scene he had seen before.

Jiang Heng said, "There was a window in the room where we found the diary before. I remember that there seemed to be a back garden outside that window."

Lin Yue remembered what Jiang Heng said: "Yes! I have an impression, and I saw it at the time, but I thought our scope of activities was only in the castle, so I didn't care."

Wang Mingke said: "This piece of paper said "the dead bones are buried under the flowers" should refer to the back garden." He sighed, "I feel that this sentence is not very good."

"Doesn't the blood cast into paintings mean..." Lin Yue said, turning her head to look at the paintings surrounding the coffin.

"No," Jiang Heng denied aloud, "The second half of the sentence should refer to the paintings hanging in the corridor. The paint I rubbed off with my fingers before has a bloody smell."

"The paintings in this studio have only the taste of ordinary paint." Jiang Heng added.

Zhang Shilin was at a loss when he heard this: "These paintings surrounding the coffin are quite weird, why did they just surround the coffin?"

Lin Yue suddenly opened her eyes wide, and she pointed to one of the paintings in the circle: "Wait, is the painting on it—is it Jiang Heng?"

Hearing this, Wang Mingke walked over quickly to have a look at the painting: "It's really, it's really Jiang Heng!"

The only unfinished painting just now has been painted at some point.

The person in the painting has delicate eyebrows and eyes, and the clear black eyes are full of stars in the sky.He pursed his lips and smiled slightly, the beautiful dimples seemed to be stuffed with sweet honey.

"The painting is really good..." Lin Yue walked over to look at the painting, and sighed unconsciously.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Heng who was bending over to look at the painting beside her.

It's too much alike.From the dimples that Jiang Heng would reveal when he smiled, to the smile on the corners of his brows and eyes, and even the fine strands of hair scattered on his forehead, the artist outlined them with gentle brushstrokes to the point of perfection.

Standing in front of the painting, Lin Yue seemed to feel the love poured into her face by the author of the painting.

"The painting is pretty good, but I always feel that this painting is a bit weird." Zhang Shilin touched the goose bumps on his body.

Wang Mingke keenly saw the thoughts hidden in this painting, and he looked at the artist's signature on the lower right corner of the painting.

is a simple letter "Y".

"Jiang Heng, do you know the person who painted this painting? Here is his signature." Wang Mingke pointed to the elegant English "Y".

Jiang Heng stretched out his finger, and slowly stroked the word "Y", the indentation of the handwriting lay quietly under his fingertips.

Jiang Heng shook his head in a daze: "I don't know."

The only person around him who knows how to paint never paints portraits, that person only paints landscapes.

Wang Mingke gave up this idea: "That's right, only four people should be allowed to enter the copy of the game, and there should be no other people. I was confused."

"Could it be some ghost coveting you?" Lin Yue changed his mind, "Seeing Jiang Heng is good-looking, so it was love at first sight?"

The first thing that popped up in Jiang Heng's mind was the ghost who had just dragged him into the coffin.

He rubbed his ears uncomfortably: "Wow, that's impossible." Jiang Heng said in a low voice, licking his lips nervously, and the water lightly covered his lips.

Jiang Heng looked at the painting carefully for the last time. Except for the "Y" in the lower right corner, he couldn't find any marks that could identify the author of the painting.

When he bent down to look at the painting, a small part of his white neck was exposed from the collar, which was shining brightly under the orange candlelight.

"Hmm." Suddenly the back of his neck was slightly chilled, as if he had been lightly touched by a cold and soft object.

Jiang Heng covered the place where he was touched, and then stood up straight.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yue asked worriedly.

"It seemed that there was something just now—" Before Jiang Heng finished speaking, his ear was lightly touched again.

"Shh - don't make a sound." The lazy male voice rang slowly in his ears with a cold breath.

"Do you like the painting I gave you?" Jiang Heng felt something lightly pressed up from his back, and his shoulders were also leaned on.

Jiang Heng's ears slowly turned red, and the thin red quickly floated onto his cheeks.

Li Gui didn't get Jiang Heng's reply, so he took a bite of Jiang Heng's neck in revenge, and then licked him lightly.

Jiang Heng was taken aback by the sudden tingling pain, and almost cried out, but the ghost who was holding him behind him covered his mouth thoughtfully.

The icy cold palm is about to leave.

"Do you like it?" Li Gui touched the shallow tooth marks he had just bitten out.

Jiang Heng shivered from being touched, and nodded quickly, for fear of being bitten again.

Li Gui put down his hands in satisfaction, and continued to hug Jiang Heng with both hands.

Jiang Heng asked in a low voice: "Last time you said that the more human-like a ghost is, the more terrifying it is, what about you?"

Li Gui was stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "I'm a Li Gui, so of course it's scary."

The deep and hoarse laughter in his ears made Jiang Heng's face even redder.

"Are you afraid of me?" Li Gui asked softly in Jiang Heng's ear.