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In the bedroom.
Sun Yujia saw with her own eyes that the suspected old oil painting appeared strangely next to Wang Yue's bedside. She was very sure that this oil painting was placed on Zhang Xia's bed before, and it hadn't been seen since Zhang Xia's disappearance. It has been moved, and no one has moved it during the period. After all, it is someone else's personal property, and they still have this quality.
But now, the oil painting in question is hung by Wang Yue's bedside like this, almost close to her, and Wang Yue herself is still sleeping with her head buried, without noticing it at all.
Accompanied by Sun Yujia's horrified scream, Wang Yue, who was really sleeping, seemed to be awakened. She said impatiently: "What's the matter? I'm almost falling asleep. If you call me like that, I must have insomnia today." .¡±
"Youthen, that oil painting is here, next to you." Sun Yujia spoke with a trembling voice.
"What painting is next to me?" Wang Yue didn't know.
"Yes, the problematic oil painting that Zhang Xia brought back from outside that painting is now beside your bedside." Sun Yujia said.
"How could that painting be in my" Before he finished speaking, Wang Yue was stunned when he looked back.
A huge oil painting half a person's height stood against the wall of his bed. On the oil painting was a woman with blurred facial features, wearing a European-style red dress. This figure did not occupy much space in the oil painting. Part of it is the background, which is somewhat familiar. Although it is dark and depressing, the building looks like this university.
After a brief daze, Wang Yue also woke up quickly, and she was surprised: "This oil painting will appear next to my bed? Who let it go, it's so dirty"
Sun Yujia's tone was still terrified: "No, no one has touched that oil painting, it seems that it suddenly appeared beside your bedside, I remember very clearly before, when Miao Xiaoshan and Yang Jian left, the oil painting was still in Zhang Xia's It's on the bed, you and I haven't got off the bed since they left"
No one has touched this oil painting, but the oil painting appeared beside his bedside?
Looking at the oil painting so close at hand, for some reason Wang Yue suddenly felt creepy.
"Let's get out of here quickly, I think our dormitory is getting more and more wrong." Sun Yujia only had panic in her eyes, if it wasn't for Wang Yue in the dormitory to accompany her, she would have run out in fright.
"You're right, you can't stay in this dormitory anymore, no matter if there is any problem or not, leave first."
At this moment, Wang Yue also thought of Miao Xiaoshan and Liu Zi's abnormal behavior, especially Miao Xiaoshan even directly said that there was something wrong with the oil painting in the dormitory, and it might be haunted.
I didn't believe it before because there was no evidence to prove that this absurd thing is true.
But now she vaguely felt that Miao Xiaoshan's words were true.
There is a real problem with this oil painting.
The next moment, Wang Yue almost jumped off the bed as if fleeing, almost fell to the ground, and then started to put on clothes and shoes in a panic.
Sun Yujia moved a little faster. She wanted to leave the dormitory when she felt something was wrong before, so she has already dressed now.
"Wait for me first, don't leave me and run away alone." Wang Yue became more and more panicked, she was afraid that Sun Yujia would also leave the dormitory and let herself here alone.
Even if she stayed here for a second longer, she felt scared.
"Then hurry up." Sun Yujia urged anxiously: "If we had known earlier, we should have trusted Miao Xiaoshan's words and left with them."
"What are you afraid of? It doesn't necessarily mean that it's really haunted. If you take a step back, even if it's a supernatural event, I don't believe in ghosts and dare to show up. At worst, we'll go to the next door to hide. If there are too many people, ghosts will definitely be scary. "Wang Yue said boldly.
In her mind, she thought that haunting was just a small trouble, at most scaring people, not that serious.
This is typical ignorance and fearlessness.
Without experiencing real supernatural events, it is impossible to understand the despair and terror.
Miao Xiaoshan really experienced the ghost knocking on the door of the Seventh High School back then, so when she knew that there was a problem with the oil painting, she was so frightened that she wanted to run away with all her roommates immediately. , so Miao Xiaoshan didn't refute when Yang Jian scolded his teammates.
"Are you ready? Let's go."
Seeing that she was almost dressed, Sun Yujia hurriedly opened the bedroom door to leave.
"Wait a second, I'll get my bag."
After Wang Yue put on her shoes, she remembered something and was about to return to Shanghai.?Sun Yujia was at a loss, and was so frightened by this scene that he sat on the ground and cried.
I don't know how long it has been.
Sun Yujia finally saw that the legs exposed outside the frame gradually stopped struggling, as if he had given up, and it seemed that Wang Yue was dead. The legs left outside the frame were already able to move, only occasionally twitching a few times. Down.
The scene calmed down.
The weird oil painting was laid quietly on the floor of the dormitory. Under the oil painting, a pair of twisted and deformed legs were slightly stiff and left out, motionless.
And at this moment.
Because Liu Zi, who had left earlier, appeared on the playground downstairs of the dormitory out of breath.
She wanted to find Miao Xiaoshan. Of course, the most important thing was to find that Yang Jian and ask about the real situation.
But who would have thought that the two of them would disappear as soon as I chased them out, and after chasing them around the playground, I couldn't even see the two of them. The speed of this disappearance revealed an incomprehensible weirdness.
"Call, yes, call Miao Xiaoshan."
Liu Zi had no idea that the terrible scene was happening in her dormitory, so she picked up her mobile phone and called Miao Xiaoshan.
This call was a bit of a cry for help. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com