I immediately turned my head and looked at the past, no longer looking at the picture in front of me.

The ink said to go over, rolled up the painting, and pressed it against the wooden table.

"Look around, your uncle has lived here for 12 years, and there must be a lot of things left in this room."Mo said.

I looked toward the table and chair on the wall, but the table and chair of the murder house were broken, and there was nothing to see on the wall around me.

If people live here, they will leave some traces, but there is nothing left here, but it has been too long, and those traces have disappeared.

It is difficult for me to imagine that Uncle Shi has lived in such an environment for 12 years, and this murderous house gives me the feeling that it is oppressive and makes people breathe.

I looked at every room on the first floor, I didn't have any discoveries, and while looking at the room, I counted five rooms.

“Go to the second floor?”I whispered to the tidbit.

Mo Yan shook his head, let me see here for a while, maybe there is something special to find.

I nodded and looked at each room.

After watching it again, there was always nothing to be found.

Mo’s eyebrows frowned, his face looked around, and suddenly he whispered to me, “Did you see the woman’s boudoir, the last room you saw?”

I shook my head, the woman's boudoir I did not see, the ink pointed to a room behind me, I hurriedly turned over, this look, I have some confusion in my heart.

When I got out of a room behind me, I turned around and looked at me, the more I was surprised, there were five rooms, but now there is one more room.

"There were only five rooms just now, and I'm wrong."I whispered.

"You read that right, there are only five rooms, and one of the extra rooms is made of dirty things."The voice whispered.

When I heard three words of dirty things, my mind immediately appeared the girl.

Mo Yan walked toward the room, and I followed closely behind the words, and the ink pointed to the door and asked me to push the door open.

I touched the door and opened it.

I withdrew my hand, retreated to the side of the ink, eyes staring at the room.

"It's a woman's room."I whispered.

There are a lot of things for women in the room, and there is a large dresser next to the bed, and there are some things with makeup.

The most important thing is that there is a comb next to the dresser, look at this comb, I am surprised that I can not say a word out, this comb is the painting of the comb.

The more I looked at the dresser, the more I felt wrong, just now when I looked at the dresser, the dresser chair was leaning on the inside, and now when I look at it, the dresser's chair is leaning on the outside.

There is only one situation, that is, someone pulls down the chair and sits down.

I took a deep breath, stabilized my mind, and it was a ghost who sat down.

“What to do!”I whispered to the tidbit.

“Get out of here.”The words whispered to me, listening to the words of the ink, and I immediately withdrew.

"There's a ghost in the room."I wiped the sweat from my forehead.

"Go back and find the picture."The words said in a whisper.

I am very suspicious in my heart, is it time to find a painting still interesting?

I wanted to ask Mo Yan some questions, and the ink language turned around and asked me to gently close the door when I left.

I closed the door softly, and followed closely behind the words.

Mo and I walked toward the painting, watching the painting still curled up on the table, and the ink spit it on, pointing to the painting, and asking me to bring the painting.

I took the painting, got the painting I felt that the painting was very light, the painting was light, but I felt that holding the painting, it felt like nothing.

"This picture is very light."I whispered.

Listen to my words, my face changes, let me quickly open the painting.

The speed of the face of the ink speech shocked me, the painting quickly opened, this opened, my heart was surprised, the woman inside the painting disappeared!

There is only one blank piece of white paper in this painting, which is very strange.

I suddenly remembered what Mo Yan had just said, the painting fairy, the ghost in the house, and the ghost hidden in the painting.

At that time, the old man secretly followed me and said that he could not see the female ghost, and dared to hide in the painting.

Open the painting!Do not move.”The whispering voice.

I paved the picture, and the ink broke my finger and whispered, "Urging as a law."

In the painting center, ink painting is a strange symbol.

"Since she's out of the painting, let her go into the painting forever."Mo said.

Looking at the hard work, I couldn't help but say it, and it would not be good to burn it directly.

The ink said to me shaking his head, "Some paintings can't burn, there are more than women in the painting."

“Is there only one woman in the painting?”I doubt it.

I didn’t talk too much, just let me put the painting away.

“Back to the room.”Mo said softly.

“Back to that room.”I looked at the six rooms.

He said, "Of course it's a female ghost's husk."

I couldn’t help but be surprised, isn’t there a girl in that room?Why go.

He smiled, "The painting is hers, and we will naturally go back."

Some of them I couldn't understand what kind of apotheme of the words were playing, or I followed the words to look at the female ghost's boudoir.

I pushed the girl's boudoir again, I looked inside, the first thing I saw was the dresser.

In the mirror of the dresser, I suddenly saw the reflection of a woman, saw the reflection of this woman, I took a step back.

The reflection of this woman is the woman in the painting, the woman ran out of the painting, and now came to the dresser to make-up.

When I looked at it again, I didn’t see the reflection of the woman.

"The room is very clean."I whispered.

The ink asked me to take the painting out, I gave the painting to the ink, the ink to the painting went towards the dresser, the painting was paved, and then placed on the table.

I didn't know what Mo said was doing this for, but I saw another scene that shocked me.

The painting began to have color slowly, and then a woman appeared in the painting.

"It's hard to get out, it's not easy to go in."The ink said, biting the finger and quickly nodded in the painting.

Then I heard a sad cry in the picture...