Those who work in the coffin shop

At that time in the middle of the night, Bao Si covered Gu Yi's mouth, the two of them held their breaths, and there was a silence that could be heard falling needles everywhere.

As the time passed, Gu Yi felt uneasy. Thinking of what happened in the old house at night, and thinking of Bao Si saying that it was a private house, his heart became more sensitive than before, and the noise coming from outside the house was unusual. It sounds like human footsteps, but it doesn't sound like it when you listen carefully - the sound of human footsteps should not feel like rubbing on the floor, it's the sound of slippers clinging to the floor.

"It's so late, who is going outside?"

Gu Yi moved Bao Si's palm away and asked in a low voice.

Bao Si glanced at him and said, "Go and have a look."

"it is good."

When the two came to the door, Gu Yi carefully opened the door.

A gloomy cold wind blew in.

Gu Yi felt a chill in his heart.

The cold wind was the same as what he felt under the locust tree. This old house was filled with that gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

"boss……"

Bao Si covered his lips with a finger, "Don't talk, watch first."

"Ah."

Gu Yi concentrated.

The long corridor, the endless darkness, the weird sound, click, is moving slowly little by little, trying to break free from the darkness.

Getting closer and closer.

The sound was like someone shuffling on the floor with shoes on, and the foot never left the floor.

Gradually, the voice approached Gu Yi.

Through the light from the door, Gu Yi could see clearly that the person who walked in front of him was a woman, and the sound of footsteps rubbing on the floor was made by her, and she was none other than that scene tonight. The heroine of the intense reality show, Qing Sang's older sister, Qing Ting.

Why is she here?

Gu Yi remembered that Qing Ting's room was some distance away from theirs, why was Qing Ting still wandering in the corridor so late?

Could it be that she wanted to find Bo Si, because she felt that Bo Si had bullied her, so she was so angry that she wanted to come here in the middle of the night to settle accounts with Bo Si?

However, when he noticed Qing Ting's face, he couldn't help being taken aback.

How could this be?

What kind of face is that, completely different from Qing Ting's beauty at the banquet.At this moment, she is wearing pajamas and slippers, her long hair is scattered in a mess, all her exposed skin is normal, only her face is white, lifeless, lime-like white, Not only that, her facial features have completely changed, they are no longer the three-dimensional facial features of a human being—yes, this is also the reason why Gu Yi was shocked, because he was horrified to find that Qing Ting's facial features were borrowed in this dark corridor. Looking at the bleak light that seeped out of his room, it seemed to be painted.

No, it's not like, when she gets closer and closer, Gu Yi can almost be sure that Qing Ting's face was outlined bit by bit with a brush, and carefully depicted!

This is simply amazing, just imagine that in a corridor filled with cold wind everywhere, a human woman with a lively and full body, her hair disheveled, her feet never leaving the ground, walking faintly in the darkness, and there is nothing on her face The normal human facial features, her face, are only drawn with a brush. Her skin is very white, with two curved willow-leaf eyebrows, and the ink is rich. Her eyes are as big as almonds, and her black pupils are surrounded by fine lines made with a brush. A few eyelashes were pinched out. When she walked towards her, Gu Yi could smell a smell of ink in the air. It's a bit fishy and sweet, and it smells even more disgusting.

Why, how did this happen... Qing Ting was fine during the banquet, why now... what happened to her face?

Gu Yi couldn't believe his eyes, but the facts were in front of his eyes. Apart from Qing Ting's normal human body, her face was as pale as a piece of rice paper. Although her face was beautiful with a brush, it was all fake after all. , without a soul, but a human body with a face drawn in ink on top of it, the picture looked terrifying and curious in the middle of the night, Gu Yi had pimples on his body, and couldn't help but want to go forward to confirm, at this time , Bao Si grabbed him, he was very strong, and Gu Yi was dragged back to his side in an instant.

"Don't mess around, let's see what she wants to do first." Bao Si's low voice rang in Gu Yi's ear, with a rare seriousness.

Gu Yi felt that Bao Si's fingers were also cold, presumably such a Qing Ting, even Bao Si didn't know why she appeared like this.

"Boss, her face..." He wanted to make sure that only he could see Qing Ting's face.

Bao Si's dark eyes were deep, and he said, "Don't guess wildly, and don't rush forward. I've never seen her in such a situation before. If you go up now, you will only startle the snake."

"Is she sleepwalking?"

"She is dominated by the power in the house. I have never seen such a power. Don't take any action yet."

Gu Yi nodded, he listened to Bo Si.Moreover, Bao Si is the same as him, so he was not mistaken - Qing Ting's face was indeed drawn, and, moreover, she still used a brush...

brush...

Gu Yi suddenly thought of the landscape paintings lined up in the corridor.

He thought of Qingyu's messy but spacious studio, and the inkstone and rice paper placed there.

In the entire Qing family's old house, Qing Yu is the only person who can draw with a brush. Does this matter have anything to do with him?

Qing Ting with an ink-ink face has already walked past Gu Yi in slippers, her actions are like a marionette being pulled by someone, her body is limp and weak, if you don't look at her feet , she was almost floating above the floor.Gu Yi's gaze subconsciously followed her figure, but at this moment, Qing Ting's body stopped.

Her shoulders trembled slightly.Then, her head also moved, and turned slightly, 360 degrees.

Her face was facing Gu Yi - she seemed to know that he was looking at her, so she greeted him in a special way.

The face with facial features painted with a brush looked at Gu Yi with a half-smile, and at this moment, Gu Yi was shocked to find that she had a mouth, which she didn't have just now, and there was nothing under her nose, but when she turned around, she suddenly had a mouth. There is a mouth, although the mouth is also painted on, and it is red like cinnabar, Gu Yi is not sure if the mouth is painted with real cinnabar, or just red ink, anyway, it is thin, with a small cherry mouth , I can't see what kind of paint it is.On her face that was outlined with a brush, the small mouth of the vermilion cherry is very dazzling-it is very inconsistent, but it is bright red in the black.Gu Yi felt that he couldn't move his whole body.

He has never seen such a face, such eyes, such a mouth, they appear on Qing Ting's face, like a dream, so distorted and unreal.

Qing Ting turned her face away when he was caught off guard. She looked at him lifelessly, as strangely as a dead object, and what made Gu Yi even more creepy was that Qing Ting smiled slightly at him.

The kind of smile without any soul——her small red mouth, which formed a thin line, was inexplicably evoked in this way, showing an arc of unknown meaning, which was a bit ironic, and seemed to have seen through everything he had, this feeling It was uncomfortable, if Xia Wan'er was present, she would have screamed out of fright.

Suddenly, Qing Ting's cold smile overlapped with Gu Yi's impression of Qing Yu's smile.

But Qing Yu, like Qing Sang, is such a gentle and polite man.

Gu Yi's whole body was tense, and the temperature in his palm was frighteningly cold. Bo Si felt it, and held him slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Little brat, no matter what you see, I will see it with you. You should relax first. I told you that something will happen to this Qing family's old house."

"How could this be?"

"Let's see what she wants to do next."

"it is good."

The two of them were in a stalemate with Qing Ting who was smiling strangely in front of them. Gu Yi looked at Qing Ting, Qing Ting looked at Gu Yi, and then a terrible scene happened.

On Qing Ting's face, the ink began to distort and melt.Like ice meeting fire, the two curved willow eyebrows began to drip thick ink, and Xingda's eyes were also blurred into a ball, shedding drops of black ink tears, and soon, Qing Ting's The face became messy, like rice paper stained with ink, and finally, her mouth, once the thin line drawn with cinnabar melted, it was as if bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Full of the smell of fresh blood.

Qing Ting's face was ruined, and the ink was smeared into a ball. Afterwards, her face was really like a piece of rice paper, and it peeled off from her face lightly.

Gu Yi gasped again.The shock and astonishment brought to him by this series of visual impacts is indescribable.He could hardly tell whether he was dreaming or not. He wanted to pinch himself, but the warmth of Bo Si's body temperature from his hands was so real, it kept reminding him that what he saw and heard tonight was not a dream, but a reality. It happened right before his eyes.

That thin layer of paper... No, it should be said to be thin flesh, which completely peeled off Qing Ting's face like this, but when the flesh peeled off, it also pulled a lot of blood threads - as if there were invisible hands The front was tearing her face fiercely. Although it was hard to tear the flesh, but fortunately, the face fell off intact in the end.

At the moment when the skin and flesh were separated, a large amount of blood flowed down from Qing Ting's "face", like a stream, which was shocking.

The bloodshot on her "face", all kinds of nerve tissue, the eye sockets without eyes, like two disgusting black holes, all these appeared so real and cruel before Gu Yi's eyes, Gu Yi couldn't hold back anymore, neither could Bo Si. Grab him again, but when the two took a step forward, Qing Ting turned around and ran away!

With no face, she ran extremely fast, which was not at the speed of a human being. At this time, Gu Yi had already confirmed that Qing Ting was probably not the Qing Ting she saw at the evening banquet. The old house is controlled by an unknown evil force, and now, even life and death cannot be guaranteed.

"Boy, keep up!"

Bao Si ran at the front, and the two ran down the corridor and into the garden.

The garden under the night is still beautiful, with stars watering the delicate flowers, and when Bao Si and Gu Yi came to the garden, Qing Ting was standing among the flowers. Looking at them with a smile, it can no longer be called a face, but the eye holes, nostrils, and mouth are still there. She is like a bloody skeleton, dead, standing quietly among the flowers, her blood dripping There was a lifeless smile on his face, and Gu Yi felt that he might never forget that expression for the rest of his life.