Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 340 Script Killing: The Eighth Person (36)

Jiang Wan is not a fool, it is impossible for her not to understand that the doll in that scary nursery rhyme may refer to "Lin Qiumei".

Could it be that the soul of Lin Qiumei's death is attached to Wen Yuan?
This is unlikely.

Although this is a script killing, but the setting is still the real world, there should be no ghosts and gods besides myself.

By the time Wen Yuan finished singing the nursery rhymes, the makeup on his face seemed to have finished.

He started to organize his makeup bag.

Jiang Wan stared at him for a while, feeling that he was about to stand up and turn around.Because she didn't know whether Wen Yuan was sleepwalking or in a state of split personality at this time, she thought, try not to let the other party see her.

Just when Jiang Wan was about to take a step back and turn around to leave, Wen Yuan, who was facing the stone wall, suddenly turned her head around with a particularly terrifying movement.

His body was still facing the stone wall, but his head seemed to be able to rotate 180 degrees, and turned around to stare at Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan didn't know if he could see her, and she didn't dare to move.In this case, when she doesn't know what kind of monster the other party is, she won't be so stupid as to act rashly.

Wen Yuan just stared at her, but he didn't seem to see her at all, his eyes were empty, without any emotion.

When she looked at him, she maintained the dislocation of her head and body. After she stood up, she slowly turned her body around and connected with her head.

Not far away, Jiang Wan could clearly hear the "click" twisting sound of those spines.

She shrank her body towards the stone wall behind her, trying to bury herself in the darkness as much as possible.

Wearing heavy makeup, Wen Yuan took the black cosmetic bag and walked out step by step, her walking posture was still very elegant.

He is getting closer and closer to Jiang Wan.

Hearing her footsteps and breathing getting heavier, Jiang Wan knew that Wen Yuan was coming.Her whole body was tense, her hands were already clenched, and she was ready for defense.

If Wen Yuan dares to attack her, no matter whether he is the murderer or not, she will kill him first!
Wen Yuan approached, his eyes no longer fixed on Jiang Wan.He walked very slowly. After walking more than a dozen steps, he didn't distance himself from Jiang Wan, but stopped in front of Jiang Wan's right.

Facing Wen Yuan's sudden motionlessness, Jiang Wan also began to feel her heart beating faster.She clenched her fists even tighter!

Are you afraid?It's not really scary, it's just weird.

In the worst case, go all out, she never suffers from being dumb!
Wen Yuan only stopped for a second or two in front of Jiang Wan's right, and then took another half step.Just when Jiang Wan let down her vigilance, thinking that he really couldn't see herself, it should be sleepwalking. Wen Yuan suddenly turned around.

The face covered with pale foundation, and the lips that were as red as drinking blood, moved directly in front of Jiang Wan, face to face with her.

The eerie atmosphere surged in an instant
Jiang Wan saw Wen Yuan grinning his red lips, and also saw that his teeth were all red, as if he had just eaten a piece of lipstick.

She watched him move his lips, and the scent of lipstick hit her face.

In the ear, there is a man's soft and smiling voice asking, "Little girl, is sister good-looking?"

Jiang Wan missed a heartbeat.

Sure enough, he wasn't sleepwalking, he could see her, maybe the sly smile on his face in the secret passage meant that he was not Wen Yuan, but another personality in Wen Yuan's heart!
but.How could this personality know about "Lin Qiumei", and sang that scary nursery rhyme, implying that the doll that was mutilated inside was Lin Qiumei
Wen Yuan in front of her was still approaching her, forcing her to ask, "You don't praise your sister? Do you think your sister is ugly?!"

The face that was originally smiling gently turned cold, with red lips pursed into a line.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jiang Wan was ready to punch that ugly face first, but she didn't expect that she didn't need to make a move. The eyes of Wen Yuan in front of him went black, and he fell limply to the ground.

As soon as she fell down, Jiang Wan saw Ah Yan wearing a black hoodie with a nervous expression.

"Why did you—" come here?

Before Jiang Wan could finish her question, a big palm fell on her head, messing with her hair, with a sense of punishment
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