I Have an Adventure House

"The person who drew this picture was quite thoughtful and created it from the perspective of a corpse." Ma Ying looked at the painting in her hand. She seemed to be infected by the emotions in the painting and felt a little uncomfortable.

"I think it's awkward. It's weird to see a living person in the perspective of a dead person." Liu Xianxian glanced at it, and then he wasn't interested: "I always think this painting is for the dead, maybe this painting is Painted by the teacher in general. "

"Don't talk nonsense." Ma Ying put this picture aside and was about to look at the second picture. When she rubbed her finger on the drawing paper, her fingertips were stained with a small piece of paint: "Not yet dry?"

She froze in place, her head stunned.

"This painting seems to have been painted only recently. There must have been other people in the warehouse, but why did he paint here? Is it so different?"

Ma Ying thought of the thing that Liu Xianxian said before entering the building. When a student passed by the West District at night, he saw someone waving inside and found it was a seriously damaged corpse.

"Is it really a rough teacher?" A terrible idea came to mind. Ma Ying couldn't help but took a step back. She wanted to stay away from that cabinet, but was curious about other paintings.

Eventually, curiosity overwhelmed fear. Ma Ying stood in front of the cabinet and looked at the second painting.

This is an oil painting. The colors chosen by the author are very depressing. The gray sky is pressed against the head. The black crow is eating the pale white. A hand that is about to rot is struggling to stretch out the ground.

"A very pessimistic and desperate world with no color."

Ma Ying looked at the third painting again, in which was a little girl holding an apple.

This picture is completely opposite to the previous one. The girl is wearing cute and bright clothes, standing under the neon light, and the color of the apple in her hand is attractive.

From the background to the clothing, it is full of color and light, but the painting is still uncomfortable.

The reason is that the little girl in the middle, she is out of tune with the whole picture, her exposed skin shows an abnormal grayish white, she is holding an apple to eat, but she seems very clear in her heart, even if she bit You can't taste the taste of an apple in one bite.

The delicate little face showed a simple desire, she wanted to know the taste of the apple.

Putting down the third painting, Ma Ying looked at the last painting.

This is a realistic picture of a person whose body has been broken up.

The picture that is unacceptable to ordinary people in front of him does not seem any discomfort to Ma Ying.

When she first took the anatomy class, she understood the truth. The dead and the living are different. They are now just a cold machine, made of complex parts, which can no longer be re-run. mechanical.

The dismantled person in the painting is staring at his body, maybe he is also thinking whether he can be called a human.

Staring at the portrait in the last painting, Ma Ying looked at it for a long time, and suddenly it seemed that she had thought of something.

She took out her phone and clicked on the video sent to her before her sister disappeared. When the video reached twelve seconds, she pressed the pause button.

At that time, the camera happened to take a picture of the window, and a woman showed her half of her face with her hands on the window sill.

Comparing the faces in the paintings, Ma Ying suddenly discovered that the woman's skin color was very similar to the colors of the portraits in these paintings!

"What's going on? One is video shooting, the real one, and the one just painted, it's fictional."

Her arms trembled involuntarily, and she felt that the woman in the phone screen and the portraits in the paintings were watching her.

Raising his hand and putting a few paintings in the cabinet, the feeling disappeared after closing the cabinet door.

"The protagonists in the paintings seem to be general teachers. If you think about it, the woman lying on the window in the video is actually a corpse? But how can the body lie on the window?"

The video paused for the last second. The woman lying on the window in the picture looked at the photographer. Ma Ying felt the woman staring at herself across the screen.

"It seems that there is a complex emotion in her eyes. This is definitely not what the body can do." Ma Ying turned off the video and looked at the woman all the time. She was also a little afraid: "My sister must be related to this woman missing , These paintings are also a clue. "

Pressing his hand on the cabinet door, Ma Ying touched the sticky cabinet door, and became more and more strange: "Formalin remains on the cabinet door. The paintings in the cabinet were created from the perspective of the general teacher. When a monster resembling a corpse disappeared, did the dead really 'resurrect'? "

"Xiaoying!" Liu Xianxian's voice came from behind. The girl with little courage seemed to run into the depths of the warehouse alone.

"Where are you?" Ma Ying could only hear Liu Xianxian's voice, but he could not see anyone. There were too many debris in the warehouse, blocking his sight.

"Xiaoying!" Liu Xianxian shouted again, or only Ma Ying's name.

Ma Ying, who was just startled by the video and paintings, was highly alert. She grabbed a broken chair next to her and walked towards the place where the sound came.

Through the shelves, she saw a straight figure standing in a very unobtrusive corner of the warehouse.

"Liu Xianxian?" With one hand holding the chair, Ma Ying raised her phone, the light hadn't caught the figure yet, and her shoulder was suddenly shot.

"Who!"

Shaking her arm, Ma Ying grabbed the chair and smashed it behind her. When the chair was about to touch the person behind her, she could only see clearly the other person and forcibly stopped her hand.

The man swiped across the chair, hitting the shelf and making a loud noise.

Retracting his arms stiffly, Liu Xianxian did not expect Ma Ying to have such a big reaction, she was also startled: "Xiaoying, why do you feel a little strange tonight?"

Putting down the chair, Ma Ying took a deep breath: "I'm weird? Suddenly patted me on the shoulder in this place, are you trying to scare me?"

"We have been to this place a few times ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There is nothing to be afraid of." Liu Xianxian just felt Ma Ying's face a bit daunting at that moment.

"Not the same, I can now be sure that someone came in before we came!" Ma Ying said of this, she suddenly remembered something, she picked up her mobile phone and looked at the corner she was going to see!

"What about people?"

It was empty and there was no figure.

"Xiaoying, don't scare me. There are other people besides us?" Liu Xianxian stood behind Ma Ying: "Even if someone came in before us, he might not be in the warehouse now."

"That person didn't leave. I just saw him with my own eyes!" Ma Ying couldn't imagine that when he and Liu Xianxian searched with confidence, there was another person standing in the warehouse.

"Leave immediately, I have a very bad hunch." Ma Ying picked up the chair on the ground again, trying to persuade Liu Xian to leave.

"No, I can't go now." Liu Xianxian stood on the spot, with a firm attitude, and she grabbed Ma Ying's arm: "I just found the statue on the other side of the warehouse."