Super thriller live broadcast

Before the live broadcast started, the show mobile phone received a call. The scene I saw now was almost the same as what the woman on the phone described.

"If this work was created by Teacher Zhu, then he must be related to tonight's live broadcast." I looked at the wall nonchalantly, and the paint like blood flowed in the scratches and soaked into the wall. The carving in the red paint is a woman. She is beautiful and a little desolate. If you look at it for a long time, you will have the illusion that the carving has come alive.

I kept this woman's appearance in my mind, and I didn't come back to my senses until my arm was pulled.

Looking down, Bai Yaer's back was facing me. She grabbed my sleeve with one hand and used strength with her fingers. Green blood vessels bulged on the back of her hand.

"Every time I come to the teacher's room, I feel inexplicably excited. Look at these, how beautiful they are!"

Bai Ya'er deliberately lowered her voice, but her inner excitement could still be heard.

I took her hand away, pushed her aside, and scanned the room.

"No, something is missing from the house." When I asked the painter for directions for the first time, I saw large and small black woven bags piled up in his house through the crack in the door. Although I didn't know what was inside, Judging from the stinky smell and the yellowish-brown liquid it emits, it is definitely not something normal. The most important thing is that when I actually entered the house now, all the black opaque bags that were originally piled at the door were gone.

"The painter hid them. There is no 300 taels of silver here. It seems that there are indeed some shameful things in them." I thought secretly in my heart: "What could it be? A painter's daily garbage? No, it shouldn't be So simple."

There was still some liquid seeping from the black bag on the concrete floor. I stepped on it without the two people in the room noticing: "It's so sticky that it doesn't look like dirty water for washing paint."

When I took the time to observe the surroundings, Bai Ya'er and the painter were also communicating silently. I saw the painter making a few small gestures with his fingers, but I couldn't understand the meaning yet. This should be a code between them. .

"Are you going to attack me?" One of the important reasons why I have survived so many live broadcasts is that I never underestimate my enemies and am always on high alert.

The rental house was quiet and the atmosphere was a bit solemn. In the end, Bai Yaer broke the calm. She looked back at me with a strange look on her face, a smile that I couldn't understand, and said in an excited tone: "Is the door closed? Let me introduce to you, this is Teacher Zhu."

I nodded and looked squarely at the middle-aged man standing next to the drawing board for the first time. He was not tall, only about 1.7 meters tall. He had an ordinary appearance and his facial features had no distinctive features. However, I don’t know why. He was regarded as ordinary. The facial features are put together on the same face, giving people an uncomfortable feeling.

This is also the first time I have seen such a person. Just looking at him makes me feel very uncomfortable. This person seems to be born to be annoying, with a deep malice.

He was wearing a shabby sweater stained with paint and ripped bottoms. He was slovenly and his body exuded a vague odor.

I observed it for a long time, and perhaps the only bright spot about this man was his hands. His fingers were slender and flexible, just like a pianist's.

"Are you Zhu Li?"

"You want to meet me?"

He and I spoke at the same time, and both of us were stunned for a moment after we finished speaking.

"Host or guest, you can talk first." I smiled and raised my hand to him indifferently.

There was very little expression on Zhu Li's face. He lowered his forehead as if to cover up his scarlet eyes: "I have nothing to say. If you are just curious and want to see me, you can leave now."

He was very unfriendly and his tone was cold. I guessed that if he hadn't been sure that he couldn't beat me, he might have pushed me out of the door by now.

"Now that you've finished asking, it's my turn." I don't care about Zhu Li's cold attitude at all. In fact, after reading his works, I no longer regard him as a living person. This is An out-and-out devil, and there is no need to be apologetic or compassionate when dealing with the devil.

"How long have you lived in the Red Mansion? What are the taboos here?"

"What does it have to do with you how long I've lived here? As for the taboos in Longchang Community, you, an outsider, have no need and no right to know." Zhu Li's voice was decisive, and he refused without thinking. Finally, he still gave Bai Ya'er a meaningful look.

"Of course it does matter. Maybe we will become new neighbors." I smiled. I didn't just say this. I was already prepared. In order to find the anchor in Jinghai City, I would do whatever it takes, even if So what if you live in the Red Mansion?

"You want to live here?" Zhu Li and Bai Ya'er had different reactions after hearing my words. Bai Ya'er quietly gestured to Zhu Li, as if to say that she didn't know.

The room was quiet for two or three seconds, and Zhu Li, who had been standing still, slowly raised his head: "If you are really willing to become the new tenant here, there are some things I can tell you."

He stared at me with his blood-red eyes. His sharp gaze was like a scalpel, as if he wanted to cut people into pieces and break them apart to see clearly the color of their hearts.

"I have lived here for half a year, and this place is very suitable for me to create." He stroked the drawing board with his fingers and walked around the house.

After hearing the first sentence Zhu Li said, I knew he was lying. There was a work recorded on Bai Yaer's mobile phone. The date of creation of that work was a year ago, and the setting of that work was in the ancient building. . But I didn't point it out. I wasn't afraid of him lying, I was just afraid that he wouldn't say a word.

Why would he lie about the time? And what is his purpose of living here? For the sake of artistic creation, this reason is very suitable for him, but when I think about it carefully, I always feel that something is wrong.

There are countless thoughts in my mind, but I haven’t asked them out. It’s useless to rely on what others say about many things. They are both true and false and can only be used as a reference: “You said this place is suitable for your creation? I wonder if you mean this red ghost building?” , or refers to the old house opposite."

After hearing what I said, Zhu Li stopped. He glanced out the window and opened his mouth: "Yes, my works are not recognized by those stupid people. They attack me and slander me. Only here can I maintain my work." With my true heart, I quietly create the art I pursue."

"Art? Can the things you photograph also be called art?" In less than half an hour, the live broadcast will start. I don't have time to talk to Zhu Li, so I decided to clarify everything directly.

Possibly irritated by the slight in his words, he clenched the hand holding the drawing board suddenly: "Have you seen my work?"

Then his bloodshot eyes stared at Bai Yaer, and a cold voice came out from between his teeth: "You secretly took a photo of me? Give me your phone!"

Bai Ya'er was panicked for a moment. I didn't expect this scene. It turned out that the photos in Bai Ya'er's phone were secretly stored, and Zhu Li didn't know about it in advance.

"Teacher, I just like it so much! I really like it so much!" Bai Ya'er stretched out her hand to protect her pocket: "Every time I'm alone at night, I know you're looking at me, and I'm attracted by you from the other side of the wall. Watch, I secretly look through your works, that feeling..."

She actually clamped her legs as she spoke: "Teacher, only your works are real art. You are different from those hypocritical masters. You are the artist who cut open the flesh and blood body and dissected the soul of the human body." !”

Bai Yaer's fanaticism makes me frown, but Zhu Li is very useful. I can't say that he likes Bai Yaer, but I can only say that he doesn't hate this skinny and beautiful woman.

"Both of them are madmen." I whispered to myself, but my eyes never left Zhu Li. Compared with Bai Ya'er, he was the key figure.

Zhu Li did not take away Bai Yaer's phone in the end, but his expression was very bad, and there was an indescribable feeling in his eyes when he looked at me, as if he was not looking at a person, but at something. Raw materials waiting to be processed are average.

"Want to attack me?" I was wary and approached Bai Ya'er unconsciously. If there was a conflict, I would control this woman immediately and take away her mobile phone.

The night rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, but no one acted rashly. After learning that his work had been seen by outsiders, Zhu Li's face became gloomy, and it took him a long time to recover.

He looked at me as if he had made a decision: "It's not difficult to move into a pig cage apartment, but it's not easy to live there for a long time."

"What are the requirements for a long-term stay?" I felt that there was something in Zhu Li's words.

"No conditions are required. It's just that tenants in this building disappear for no apparent reason every once in a while, so I say it's difficult to stay there for a long time." He showed an extremely ugly smile: "No one knows about those missing people. Wherever they went, maybe they just moved away.”

Zhu Li's smile was a little cruel, and I thought of the photos he took: "Are you sure they disappeared and did not devote themselves to 'art'?"

As soon as he said this, Zhu Li's smile froze on his face: "If you insult my art again, then I will have no choice but to kick you out."

I didn't know which nerve my words offended him, and I waved my hand: "I will not insult your art, nor am I interested in them. I just want to know everything about this red building, and tell you everything you know." Tell me, including information about other tenants upstairs and downstairs.”

As time passed, I started to get tougher. No matter what, I had to leave these two people before twelve o'clock and go live alone.

"Red Mansion? Someone has called the Pig Pen Apartment that before." Zhu Li winked at Bai Ya'er, closed the curtains, stood in front of the giant picture of the human body, and said, "The Red Mansion in your mouth represents the unknown. , the tenants living here can be roughly divided into two categories, one is humans and the other is pigs.”