If you think of the wall as the old tree in the painting, then Han Xiuxiu is standing under the tree right now, with her hands on the trunk.

Zhang Sheng is still painting. At this time, his painting expresses a meaning. Han Xiuxiu is not knocking on the wall or the tree trunk, but writing, engraving something...

It seems to be words?

Gu An was a little curious, took a step forward, took a closer look, and then was taken aback.

It was a simple symbol mark, similar to the current "Zheng" timekeeping method, Han Xiuxiu was not knocking on the door, but using her fingers to engrave the time on the tree trunk stroke by stroke, each stroke representing a day's time past……

She seemed to be afraid that she would lose track of time, she kept engraving, engraving...

"Is it really worth it..."

Gu An murmured silently, he really didn't expect that Han Xiuxiu would be so persistent, if what Zhang Huangwu said was true, then he felt that he was going too far...

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Chapter 198 The Weird Floor

No one answered Gu An's soliloquy, let alone the fog, which was still standing there, writing and drawing on the wall with its fingers.

At this time, Zhang Sheng had also completed his new work, and Gu An had seen all the meaning expressed in the painting just now. It was simply that Han Xiuxiu carved the orthographic characters under a tree, waiting for him.

As for more, Zhang Sheng didn't show it in the painting, or the ghost of Han Xiuxiu, the fog...it didn't have any other superfluous actions.

"Can you communicate with it with paintings?"

Gu An suddenly thought of this, and immediately turned to ask Zhang Sheng.

Because since Zhang Sheng can see different things, it means that he can understand Wu's true thoughts, and maybe he can communicate with him.

Zhang Sheng glanced at him, then took out a new drawing board and wrote on it: 【What do you want to ask】

This Zhang Sheng is also very smart, he knows what he wants to ask, and also knows the importance of the fog to him.

Although Zhang Sheng may not be good in terms of round combat power, his strength is something that other weirdos cannot do.

It can be said that in the entire community, there is no one that is useless, only those who have not discovered it yet, and have not seen their advantages.

"Ask it for me, if it knows Han Xiuxiu..."

Hearing this, Zhang Sheng hesitated for a while, and then glanced at Han Xiuxiu who was beside Gu An. Although she usually doesn't speak, she's a little autistic, but that doesn't mean she doesn't know that the fellow next to Gu An is called Han Xiuxiu. Han Xiuxiu.

Zhang Sheng finally listened to his words and used a paintbrush to write and draw on the cardboard.

They are some special fonts, neither simplified nor traditional, but Gu An can barely guess the meaning of one or two of them.

Is this a ghost word?Weird special communication language?

While Gu An was guessing in his mind, Zhang Sheng had already raised the drawing board in front of the fog.

Fog stared straight at the words on Zhang Sheng's drawing board, then tilted his head, his eyes seemed a little puzzled, and finally paused for a while before shaking his head.

Isn't it... Isn't it what Zhang Huangwu said?Or is it made up?It is also impossible, after all, last time Wu said that the person he was waiting for was called Gu An, no matter how coincidental this world is, it cannot be a coincidence to this extent...

Gu An was a little puzzled.

But Zhang Sheng wrote and drew on the cardboard again, and then handed it to Gu An.

[It seems to have forgotten a lot of things]

It turns out that what Wu just shook his head didn't mean that he didn't know each other, but that he had forgotten a lot of things?

When I saw it and shook my head, I thought I didn't know it, but that's not the case. I didn't understand the communication between Weird, but Zhang Sheng did.

"I have forgotten a lot of things, but the only one who has not forgotten the person I have to wait for..."

Gu An thought for a while, and then said to Zhang Sheng: "Ask him, is it worth waiting for Gu An like this..."

Zhang Sheng immediately lowered his head and began to write and draw, and then lifted the drawing board over again.

Fog turned his head and looked at the drawing board. Under the voice-activated light, the moment it was turned on, it could be seen that when its eyes touched the words on the drawing board, its pupils shrank slightly.

Then, a drop of blood and tears began to flow from the corner of the eye.

The blood dripped on the ground, like water splashing, and the scarlet red was like the clothes on Han Xiuxiu's body, bright red and bright.

Wu didn't answer Zhang Sheng's words, but the drops of blood and tears were enough to express its current mood.

It is crying, crying, as if expressing itself with tears.

Gu An was silent and didn't know what to say.

At this time, Zhang Sheng lowered his head and continued to write: [I feel uncomfortable, then don’t wait]

When Wu saw this sentence, the blood and tears in his eyes flowed more violently, and then he shook his head desperately.

Gu An couldn't understand the words on it, and didn't know what Zhang Sheng wrote that would make Wu react so strongly, so he asked, "What did you write?"

Zhang Sheng answered truthfully, and read out the sentence it wrote.

Gu An: "?"

Are you undercover...

Gu An cast a sideways glance at Zhang Sheng, if the mist really doesn't wait, then Han Xiuxiu's ghost will never have a chance to come back.

Although it is impossible for Wu to really leave because of Zhang Sheng's persuasion, Zhang Sheng is a bit rebellious this time...

He glared at Zhang Sheng: "Scribbled."

After hearing this, Zhang Sheng silently put away the drawing board, and didn't move to express it, as if silently expressing his dissatisfaction with the scumbag?

At this time, the fog stopped knocking on the wall. It turned around and suddenly walked towards the stairway. It was going back to the third floor.

Gu An did not stop or persuade, Wu always did this, and would leave when the time came.

Gu An did not leave in a hurry, but watched Wu go away, waiting for Wu's back to disappear before his eyes, completely submerged in the darkness.

then……

Suddenly a loud noise came from the darkness, I don't know where it came from, it seemed to be the third floor?Or the fourth and fifth floors?

Gu An is not sure, but this seems to be a bit of a reunion with the time when Wu left.

Not long after the fog left, there was movement on the third floor, and Gu An felt a little anxious.

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