Single Dog Ending System

Seeing Lu Yuan's complexion suddenly changed, Qin Lang hurriedly stood up, grabbed Lu Yuan's hand before he whipped up a tornado and demolished the whole building, and then went straight to the toilet.

"Don't be angry!" There was no one in the toilet, Qin Lang hurriedly touched his pocket, took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to the boss, "He...he can't see you, so...don't be angry, it's not good to be angry ..." When you are angry, you will want to kill, and you will want to kill crazily, this is the nature of ghosts.

The dry explanation seemed at a loss, and the little white sheep who was not good at words was in a hurry.

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the light-white fingers holding the chocolate, suddenly smiled, and said, "Okay, I won't kill him. This is food? Can the master feed me?"

Qin Lang looked at Lu Yuan's top-notch face, two blushes floated on his cheeks, he looked at the chocolate in his hand, there was wrapping paper on it, Lu Yuan really didn't know how to eat it.So he withdrew his hand, tore open the package, took out a complete piece of chocolate, and handed it in Lu Yuan's direction, "White chocolate, sweet..."

Before the ending sound of "sweet" dissipated, Lu Yuan held Qin Lang's slender wrist and lifted it up. He lowered his head and ate the whole piece of chocolate into his mouth. He licked Qin Lang's finger holding the candy with his cold tongue. .

Qin Lang's face turned red, he tugged on his hand, but didn't move.

The chocolate melted in his mouth, but Lu Yuan didn't taste it at all. There was no Yang food that had been specially processed, and these yin spirits and ghosts tasted nothing at all.Qin Lang obviously forgot this.

On the contrary, the soft white fingers of the little white sheep seem to have a sweet taste when licked, just like his blood, with a fruity aroma, like strawberries.Thinking of this, Lu Yuan's tongue brushed his own teeth, and then bit Qin Lang's finger without hesitation, successfully tasting the delicious blood again.

"Hiss..." Qin Lang flinched reflexively, and the hand that was trying to pull it back did not move. It seems that it does not matter to exchange a little blood for the life of a classmate.

Lu Yuan is very satisfied with Qin Lang's attitude. He knows how delicious and powerful the blood of heaven is, if it can be inexhaustible in the future... Lu Yuan licked Qin Lang's finger, and the wound healed without leaving any trace .

Qin Lang's wrist was still being grabbed by Lu Yuan, he was still blushing, and whispered: "But... is it okay?"

Lu Yuan's pale face had a hint of gnawing feet, and a drop of heavenly blood would give him a feeling of fullness, not to mention he sucked it several times.

"Wait," his cold and soft lips touched Qin Lang's finger again, but he didn't bite again, but kissed it lightly, but it was not an ordinary kiss, he reappeared the evil spirit that had accidentally infiltrated into the wound just now. After sucking it out, he let go of Qin Lang, and said softly to Qin Lang, "Okay."

Qin Lang went out for a trip, but his face was red when he came back. Zhang Ping felt that what happened to Qin Lang on the weekend was too much. Now he walked over with his head down, trying to shrink himself into a small ball so as not to hinder other people's sight , becoming more and more weak, pitiful and helpless.

"Are you okay? You're blushing, do you have a fever?" Zhang Ping lowered his usually slightly loud voice, and seeing Qin Lang shook his head and sat back on the chair, he felt a bit resentful, so he also sat back on Qin Lang Side, "Why don't you tell others? They bully you so much!"

Qin Lang glanced at him, pursed his lips, and drew another chair to his left for Lu Yuan to sit on, then took out his phone and started playing the game just like before.

Hey!This broken child!Looking at Qin Lang's cowardly behavior, Zhang Ping didn't get angry.He suddenly understood a word, poor people must have something to hate.Zhang Ping hated Qin Lang for being cowardly and not knowing how to protect himself.

Tsk, forget it, it's not a minor.

"Anyway, be careful yourself, don't go anywhere with them." Zhang Ping scratched his hair and distanced himself from Qin Lang, the sound of the chair scratching the ground was not pleasant.

Qin Lang demonstrated the basic gameplay to the big boss, and the boss of the basic game said that he already understood it. At first, Lu Yuan was not very happy to hear such an ugly voice, but after thinking about it, he felt that the toy in the little cutie's hand was quite interesting, so he said calmly. Go into the phone and play by yourself.

Qin Lang watched a large cloud of black air enter his mobile phone, and then the opening screen on the screen started automatically without any operation, and he was still a little uncomfortable.

To prevent being seen by others, Qin Lang put his mobile phone in his pocket, and then went to see the unlucky boy, Classmate Zhang, who had already been smeared by the gangster.

Zhang Ping naturally noticed Qin Lang's gaze, and sat upright. Zhang, who had done enough to act as an envoy of justice for his classmates, suddenly heard Qin Lang hesitantly say: "You may have a bloody disaster recently."

Zhang Ping almost burst out with a dirty word in his heart, but he held back after seeing Qin Lang's serious expression.

Qin Lang took out his pocket and took out a piece of crumpled yellow paper. On the yellow paper were red letters that were so ugly and unreadable. He folded the crumpled yellow paper with his small hands like onion It became a standard triangle, the same as those life-saving charms sold for [-] yuan a piece outside.Finally, he handed it to Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping's expression was complicated, but the little pitiful is still a magic stick?Is it because of this that Qin Yang and his gang rejected and bullied him?

"If you encounter beggars begging you between 100:[-] and [-]:[-] in the next three days, you'd better give them [-] yuan." Qin Lang added a sentence, and then it was over, because Professor Tan came.

100 yuan turned out to be for beggars?Will the beggar be an accomplice?Qin Lang didn't seem like someone who lacked the 100 yuan.Zhang Ping held the yellow triangle, and his expression became more complicated.

He remembered that he had overheard Xu Qianqian and their conversation in the stairwell before class, what the hell was eating people, it was too nonsense, Zhang Ping didn't believe it.But angry at their behavior of abandoning Qin Lang and running away alone, there is a limit to bullying people, right?What if there are no ghosts in that room but some psycho killer?

Alas, Qin Lang is a bit miserable.Zhang Ping put away those swear words and the slightly sarcastic words like "you can tell fortunes", together with the triangle.

Professor Tan's complexion is not very good-looking. The male god who was supposed to be dreamed up by all the female teachers and students in the school suddenly got involved with a third-rate female star who always used see-through outfits to attract attention, and was suspected of having a chaotic private life. , no one will be in a good mood.

He walked in the studio impatiently, and the works drawn by impetuous students were also impetuous, which made Tan Qing even more irritable when he was already in a bad mood. He walked from the position by the door to the middle of the studio and didn't want to continue. He said directly: "Whoever is more confident in his own work will raise his hand."

Qin Lang, who was still waiting for the professor to go inside to look at his works, shrunk himself even further when he heard the words. When Tan Qing said this, Qin Lang didn't dare to raise his hand.It's okay for the professor to be alone, but every time he makes a comment, the whole class basically follows behind.How could he stand the eyes and approach of so many people?

Zhang Ping saw Qin Lang's small actions in his eyes, and was speechless again.He guessed that Qin Lang was very introverted and didn't like too many people. Although he wanted to get the teacher's comment, he didn't dare to raise his hand.So he got up, moved Qin Lang's easel to his place, and raised his hand.

Qin Lang wasn't stupid either, he realized after a moment of astonishment, and then moved to the corner to make way for the students who came here in a while.

The young professor has been teaching for a few years, and his voice can easily spread to every corner of the studio. Qin Lang naturally heard Tan Qing's comment - "That's right, the painting is alive, but it's also very dead."

If the painting is lively, it means that the vines of the ghost banyan are twisting crazily;The students who read the paintings in the back basically understood it, but they didn't want to look at Qin Lang's paintings more, because the paintings gave people a very depressing feeling, not sunny at all, more just fear and powerlessness.

"It's very talented, but the painting is too dark, try to paint some sunny and beautiful things." Tan Qing taught them for half a year, and he can naturally tell who the painting is at a glance. The painting can also reflect the psychological emotions of the writer. And know that the child's life is not good.He reminded him out of the kindness of the teacher that he would not continue talking. He only taught painting, not psychology.

Xu Qianqian found Qin Lang in the corner after hearing this, and she knew who it was at a glance.The ghost banyan in the painting seems to be right in front of the viewer, which makes people fear and tremble.Xu Qianqian looked very uncomfortable. On the one hand, it was out of jealousy of Qin Lang's talent, and on the other hand, she felt that the experience of the past two days made her feel a little bit like an underdog.

Such a horrible picture should not be drawn!

Ruined the painting!Ruined the painting!There is no need to be afraid if it is destroyed!Xu Qianqian repeated these words back and forth in her heart.

Today's class is only one section, Qin Lang waited for all the students to go out before tidying up.Lu Yuan played a class game and felt a little novel. Standing in front of Qin Lang's painting, he pointed to the painting in a good mood and asked Qin Lang: "Master, do you need to help me deal with it?"

Qin Lang looked at the painting and shook his head.He is not a ghost hunter now, so he doesn't want to care about these things.Anyway, the things in the painting have no intention of hurting anyone for the time being.

Lu Yuan smiled and left the school with Qin Lang.He didn't tell Qin Lang, it was because he came today that the things in the painting seemed so quiet.In the studio today, there are a total of seven people who are haunted by ghosts. If anyone touches the painting, it will be fun.

Their studios are generally not locked during the day. After all, most of the majors who choose oil painting still like to paint. From time to time, students will come to the studio, so anyone can come to the studio before six o'clock in the afternoon.

Xu Qianqian wanted to destroy the painting, but she didn't intend to go alone. Instead, she called Qin Yang and five other people, and deliberately chose to return to the studio at twelve o'clock in the noon.There are many people, and it is the time when the yang energy is at its peak, so there should be no danger.

"You said, could it be that guy Qin Lang deliberately scared us?" They walked and analyzed a series of experiences from the night before.

"Tsk, I think so too when you say that. Maybe there are no ghosts at all. Qin Lang knows that we want to trick him, so it's the sound of pretending to be haunted by ghosts."

"That's right! We said we were going to that room a long time ago, so there may have been equipment set up around it, fog, wind, and ghost noises..."

"The more I think about it, the more I feel like it... Otherwise, how could he still come out alive? And call the police! Clearly directing and acting on his own, he's against us!"

"It's just so scheming! Think about us sitting like idiots all night and getting angry."

Xu Qianqian frowned, "Then how do I explain it when I saw him like that in the hospital?"

"I pretended it! I must have found you. Doesn't he have a hospital bed? Tools and so on must have been prepared long ago."

"Hmm..." Xu Qianqian responded and shook her head again. They had never seen it with their own eyes, so they couldn't understand the weirdness.

A group of people arrived at the studio after talking, and then surrounded Qin Lang's painting.The discussion just now made each of their faces full of anger at being fooled, and the girl who was the most frightened picked up the pencil sharpener in Qin Lang's painting kit and smiled ferociously: "We were still thinking about it at the time." Going back to save him, you actually punished us like this! Scratched his painting, let him learn a lesson!"

Several people responded fiercely, the girls felt that this method relieved their anger, and the male voices clenched their fists, planning to have an in-depth exchange with Qin Lang next.Especially Qin Yang, who even talked about where to block him.

However, their excited revenge plan was just about to flourish, but was interrupted by screams one after another.

The girl who drew more than a dozen cuts on the canvas with a knife was about to hand the knife to Xu Qianqian to let her vent, but suddenly found that the painting was intact in an instant, but her body suddenly exploded. There were more than a dozen bloodstains, all of which were sprayed on the painting, and some were sprayed on the faces and clothes of other people who were still discussing the plan enthusiastically.

The girl had already lost too much blood and went into shock on the spot. The other five people watched this unprepared scene in a daze. The frightening thing was that they had no time to close their eyes due to shock, so they just watched the blood sprayed on the painting disappear. But the ghost banyan in the painting is flourishing in the next second, and the vines are soaring.It's as if energy is about to burst off the canvas.

They knew very well that the blood didn't disappear, but was used as nourishment by the painting and drank it!

"Ahhh..." screams rang out in unison, and the faces of the five people were extremely terrified. They ran towards the door frantically, but the door that was still open was about to step out. The studio moment slammed shut.

Xu Qianqian, who fell behind, quickly calmed down. She looked at the bright sunlight outside the window and shouted, "Go! Go to the window, there is the sun, usually this kind of thing must be afraid of the sun!"

They had been listening to Xu Qianqian for the past two days, and the door couldn't be opened, so they rushed to the window as fast as they could.As soon as the warm temperature of the sun shone on them, the coldness in the studio suddenly became much less, and the flustered mood calmed down a little.

Unfortunately, this is only a few seconds.The man running in the front didn't stop his speed. The originally closed window suddenly opened like an embrace welcoming him, his pupils shrank, and he wanted to stop but it was too late, and finally fell out with a terrified expression. With a "bang", the blood exploded on the ground downstairs.There were screams all around.

Xu Qianqian and Qin Yang were thus saved.And the girl lying in front of the painting, the school doctor and teacher rushed to carry her to the hospital on a stretcher, just holding her arm, with a little force, her hand was easily torn off , the broken part is still connected with the flesh, the blood is blurred, and it is impossible to see how the bone was broken.

The school doctor's face was nourished by warm blood.Everyone froze on the spot.