Phantom Skeleton Painting

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"It's only now that I found out that I had nothing but the cold eight digits in the bank card." Cheng Yuliu exhausted his last cigarette and looked confused.

This should have been a tragic story, but for some reason, Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo heard her saying that she felt a little underwhelmed.

"Later? The person who died in the funeral home has something to do with you?" Lin Banxia tried to get rid of the erosion of capitalism on himself and asked, "And my colleague—"

"Colleague? Your colleague named Liu Xi?" Cheng Yuliu smiled with interest, full of malice in his smile, "But don't blame me, although I am not a good person, but I will not kill someone on purpose. It ’s just that the man was out of luck. "She giggled.

Lin Banxia frowned, and Song Qingluo whispered: "After this incident, did you make another wish?"

Cheng Yuliu said coldly: "Yes, after I made one mistake, I made another mistake, and I made a wish in front of my shadow."

"What wish?" Song Qingluo asked.

"I hope they can come back to me." Cheng Yuliu said, "I said to my shadow."

"I hope they come back to me." Cheng Yuliu, whose spirit is close to collapse, made this wish under the condition of consciousness disorder. When she saw the pile of corpses, the whole person's The spirit had completely collapsed in the dark room. Cheng Yuliu seemed to grab the last grass on the edge of the swamp. Under the swaying candlelight, her fingers scratched the faint reflection printed on the floor, and she said desperately. This sentence.

The shadow flickered suddenly, like a candlelight about to burn out, and the familiar voice rang again behind the woman, her lips were at her ears, and she murmured softly, she said, "Okay."

The dream came true again.

Relatives who died in Cheng Yuliu's family are back.

That morning, Cheng Yuliu heard the long-lost knock on the door. She made the wish the day before and rushed to the door in surprise, opening the door. The next moment, she saw her husband, children, and grandparents-they came back, but in the form of corpses.

Cheng Yuliu still can't remember the memory of that morning. When she was conscious, it was already the next morning. She was blankly lowering her head to clean the blood stains under the refrigerator. The empty refrigerator was full of dark liquid, which was stuffed down the refrigerator all the way down, forming a disgusting scarlet water stain on the ground.

But Cheng Yuliu was not afraid anymore. She numbly cleaned the floor and hummed her children's favorite children's songs before bed.

The corpses were still wriggling, making a disgusting and sticky sound, and Cheng Yuliu's nerves, which had been completely defeated by fear, could no longer give any response. She quietly cleaned the floor, closed the door of the refrigerator, walked slowly to the center of the living room, and lit another candle.

The candlelight was faint, illuminating Cheng Yuliu's face. She lowered her head and wanted to find the last reliance on her soul.

However, she was disappointed. Her body was empty and there was no darkness left.

The shadow of Cheng Yuliu is gone.

She said here, Lin Banxia looked down at the floor, and as expected, there were only two reflections left on the floor, and Cheng Yuliu's shadow disappeared.

Cheng Yuliu said with a smile: "I see, I didn't lie."

Lin Banxia said: "So you made so many bad wishes, why should you continue to look for shadows? Do you ...... want to make any wishes?"

Cheng Yuliu glanced at Lin Banxia and said: "I naturally still have the desire to realize, I want them to restore their original condition." She pointed to Song Qingluo, "You said, can you do it right?"

Song Qingluo ignored her and seemed to be thinking about something.

"What about Liu Xi, why would he meet with you?" This is what Lin Banxia most wanted to know. "What did you do to him, why did he win the lottery? Behind him was exactly the same person?" "

Cheng Yuliu said coldly: "He? He's just a thief. If he didn't take my shadow, I wouldn't be so embarrassed."

"Take away your shadow?" Lin Banxia surprised.

"I don't know how he did it," Cheng Yuliu said irritably. "In short, he took my shadow away. I want him to return it to me. He didn't agree-that's why I wanted him. the reason."

This Lin Pinxia did not expect that he thought Cheng Yuliu threatened Liu Xi.

"Okay, my story is finished." Cheng Yuliu said, "I'll tell you everything you want to know, give me something." She reached out to Song Qingluo and wanted Song Qingluo's hand Plastic wrap.

Song Qingluo glanced at her, but didn't move, slowly said: "Sorry, I can't give it to you."

Cheng Yuliu said eerily: "You don't count?"

Song Qingluo said lightly: "Of course, my words count, but your words don't count."

Cheng Yuliu was stunned.

Song Qingluo said: "I am saying that if you can give me what I want, I can help you restore them. What I want is your shadow, your shadow is gone, what do you take with me transaction?"

Cheng Yuliu stayed a little bit, but she didn't expect that things would develop like this. Her mouths were closed, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't make a sound for a while.

Song Qingluo ignored her, turned around, put the plastic wrap back in the box, and locked it. Seeing this scene, Cheng Yuliu suddenly went crazy and rushed to Song Qingluo in front of him, trying to **** what Song Qingluo had in his hand.

Upon seeing this, Song Qingluo turned and tried to hide. However, at the next moment, Cheng Yuliu felt a sharp sharp knife from some place and spurred toward Song Qingluo. In this case, Lin Banxia looked at him Cracked, shouted carefully-

At this time, the distance between the two was extremely close. The table behind Song Qingluo was completely retreatable. He responded extremely quickly, directly reaching for the sharp knife handle, and then pushing it violently-pushing Cheng Yuliu Go out.

Cheng Yuliu was pushed down to the ground, she had wanted to rush forward again, but she looked down at the sharp knife in her hand and froze in place.

The original sharp blade turned out to be a weird shape, with bright red blood on it, dripping down the blade.

Song Qingluo stood indifferently, his right hand hung down, and the blood on his fingertips merged into a thin line, which fell on the wooden floor.

Lin Banxia hurried forward, picked up Song Qingluo's hand, and checked the wound: "Are you all right ?!-A big mouth, you have to deal with it quickly."

Song Qingluo was silent for a moment: "Let's go."

Lin Banxia carefully helped him go out.

Cheng Yuliu sat blankly on the floor, murmured not to go, but had no courage to stop. She looked at the closed door with a bang, climbed up staggeringly, went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, hugged the inadequate meat piece with all her strength, buried her face in it, and howled, She said, "I want to be with you forever--forever--"

The blood of Lin Banxia is familiar, but the blood of the living has not been seen much, and he feels anxious in his heart, constantly wiping the blood with the tissues he carries with him. Song Qingluo's hands are as beautiful as others, his skin is as white as jade, and his slender joints are long. However, at this time, these beautiful hands had a fierce wound, and blood was pouring out continuously.

"This wound is too big, you have to go to the hospital to stitch it." Lin Banxia said.

"No." Song Qingluo didn't care, shook it, and flicked the blood off his fingers.

"How does this work?" Lin Banxia frowned, "in case scars are left ..."

Song Qingluo said: "It's okay, the big man is afraid of scarring, my hand hurts, come on."

Lin Banxia: "Where are you coming?"

Song Qingluo: "Of course it is the police."

Lin Banxia was stunned for a while: "Alarm ...? Is this the alarm?"

"Otherwise." Song Qingluo said, "Is she with those bodies?"

Lin Banxia thought about it, silently took out his mobile phone, dialed 110, roughly said the situation, but did not dare to say too well, the operator heard that there was a body over there, immediately said he would send someone over.

Hanging up the phone, Lin Banxia hesitated and said: "Then ... what do the police see when the body moves?"

"They can't see it." Song Qingluo said, "The body will not move anymore."

Lin Banxia was shocked.

Song Qingluo said softly: "Remember the cling film I just used?"

Lin Banxia nodded.

Song Qingluo said: "That is a special prop, the specific role is a bit complicated, one of them is to plunder its activity while recovering from the damaged state."

Lin Banxia understood, suddenly realized: "Can be used to make up the body!"

Song Qingluo: "... Yeah."

"What should I do next?" Lin Banxia said sadly, "Liu Xi must have also happened. I have to go and see." Looking at Cheng Yuliu like this, if Liu Xi develops along the same route, I am afraid the final outcome and Cheng Yuliu is almost the same.

Song Qingluo pondered for a moment: "Go back first, I think about it."

Lin Banxia was right, do you still have a wound, don't you really go to the hospital? Such a big mouth-he has been thinking for a long time, and Song Qingluo did not listen to his opinions.

After arriving home, Lin Banxia still found out alcohol, half kneeled by the sofa, and helped Song Qingluo carefully clean up the wound.

Song Qingluo lowered his eyes and stared at Lin Banxia. The youth in front of him was as quiet as he first saw it. The youth had a handsome face, not the kind of aggressive beauty. His eyes drooped slightly and his hair was lighter than ordinary people. Even when he was not smiling, he looked Go up very gently.

Song Qingluo moved slightly in his heart and said softly: "Do you often bandage the wound?"

Lin Banxia yelled, saying that he and his sister were often injured when they were young.

"Do you have a sister?" Song Qingluo asked.

"Forget it." Lin Banxia curled his eyes. "It's just my cousin, not his own."

Song Qingluo gave a soft sound.

Lin Banxia said indifferently: "My parents went early and grew up with their aunts, but they are a bit like Cheng Yuliu."

"No." Song Qingluo shook his head gently, "You are not like it, not at all."

Looking at the serious look on Song Qingluo's beautiful face, Lin Banxia somehow had some fever on his face. After a smile, he unconsciously removed his eyes.