Proposed by the boss in the game

Because Zhang Yuecheng was standing on the wall not far from the door, the angle between these shelves and him was only a little less than ninety degrees, so the eyes of the people in these paintings looked at him very crookedly.

Zhang Yuecheng didn't think it was that scary, he stood against the wall, saw Lin Yueran and the others were opposite, and didn't notice the situation here at all.

He raised his voice: "These paintings have opened their eyes!"

Shen Youyu turned around, walked to the front of the nearest painting, saw the person in the painting with squinting eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

It feels like something is wrong with the eyes.

Shen Youyu followed their gaze, looked at Zhang Yuecheng, and comforted him: "I might be curious about what you are doing."

Zhang Yuecheng: "..."

Although this makes sense, why is it a bit weird?

Fortunately, the people in these paintings were just staring, and did not do any strange movements.

In a corner of the classroom, several white plaster statues of human heads are quietly piled up on the still life table.

As soon as Chen Youyu's flashlight shined on it, those plaster statues glowed with a cold light, and there was no other color except white, especially the eyes, which were the most frightening.

Fortunately, he didn't feel anything, so he turned directly to look at the list on the side of the blackboard. On it was the list of students in the current class. At first glance, they didn't know each other.

After looking through it for a long time, Chen Sheng finally couldn't help but said: "There is nothing in this classroom."

Lin Yueran wondered, "Are we going to wait for that footprint to appear?"

What is mentioned in the strange talk is that some students heard footsteps, but did not see anyone, they could only see footprints in one place, and then they all disappeared.

Zhang Yuecheng said unhappily: "How do you know when it will appear, and you didn't say the specific time, unlike yesterday Zhou Ya, who appeared whenever and wherever she wanted to sing."

It's still a matter of luck.

Shen Youyu listened to their discussion for a long time, and he almost yelled here why the ghost hasn't come yet, and he didn't know why he was so bold all of a sudden.

A flashlight flashed by.

Shen Youyu suddenly felt that something was wrong, turned the light back, and saw a pile of plaster statues from before.

After staring at it for a long time, he finally knew what was wrong.

These plaster statues all had the same expression before, that is, expressionless faces, but now they all have slightly changed. The expressions of each plaster head seem to be a little different. It looks very strange, but it can't be said.

Seeing him watching all the time, Chen Shengsheng came over curiously, and couldn't help but say, "Is it popular to use emoticons to make plaster statues now?"

Shen Youyu asked back: "Emoji pack?"

Chen Shengsheng explained: "Look at this, does it seem to be expressing 'stop it, don't flirt', this is a new emoticon package I received recently."

Shen Youyu: "..."

Although he didn't use emoticons very much, he could guess that the affirmative emoji mentioned by Chen Shengsheng was very strange.

Shen Youyu reminded: "They didn't have this expression just now."

At first they were expressionless, but just now they suddenly changed their expressions. There were seven or eight of them in total, and they all changed. There were crying and laughing expressions, which were quite rich.

Shen Youyu calmly turned the plaster statue over.

It was at this moment that the back of the head of the plaster statue at the farthest corner split open, from one crack to countless cracks, and all shattered with a bang.

This sound is not small.

Zhang Yuecheng was shocked when he turned around and saw it. Isn't this too violent, just blowing his head off like this?

He reminded: "If you are caught like this, you will be compensated."

Shen Youyu frowned and said, "It split itself."

Just as he was speaking, the plaster image split into two halves and shattered directly on the still life table, and one of them also fell into the powder.

Zhang Yuecheng said: "There is something."

Shen Youyu reached out and picked it up. It was a piece of paper with the words "Go to hell" written in red pen on it, saying that the red pen was actually not, it was written with red paint.

The words are ugly, and it looks a little weird and scary.

"Cursing people is really immoral." Zhang Yuecheng also saw the content above, and complained: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Shen Youyu touched several other plaster statues casually, but there was no other reaction, only this one cracked just now.

Since there is something, it must be a clue.

Chen Shengsheng guessed: "The owner of this plaster statue is hated by others, and he was probably killed by others."

Zhang Yuecheng bent over and turned over, "This plaster statue doesn't have a name, and I don't know who the owner is, so why didn't it sign it."

Aren't paintings generally signed?

Shen Youyu stuffed the note into his pocket, "Look at other places, there should be other things in this classroom."

Zhang Yuecheng nodded, "Yes."

This classroom is not big, and five people just searched for it, and it was basically over. Apart from painting, there was nothing special about it.

The smell of paint hangs in the air.

Shen Youyu rubbed his nose, feeling uncomfortable, and wanted to open the window to disperse the smell, but he froze when his hand touched the window.

He touched it again, and it was flat.

Not windows at all!

Shen Youyu pressed the wall with his fingers, felt a flat surface, and already had a guess in his heart, then put his fingertips under his nose and smelled it, and there was a smell of paint, which was a little pungent.

He shone the flashlight directly on the wall, and the painted windows were on the white wall, which was so realistic that even the night was painted.

No wonder it was so dark in the classroom.

Shen Youyu frowned, not quite sure what was going on in this classroom, if there was no classroom and no light, it seemed unrealistic to rely entirely on lamps.

But it's a bit scary to draw a window that looks so real.

Seeing him staring at the window, Lin Yueran didn't see anything, and asked curiously, "Is there anything outside the window?"

Shen Youyu said, "The ones on the wall are not real windows."

His words came so abruptly that the people next to him didn't react at all, and they all walked to the windows, only to realize that these windows were all painted.

Zhang Yuecheng strode over, stretched out his hand to touch it, and couldn't help shouting: "Damn, I always thought this was a real window? It turned out to be a painting!"

Because it was night, I couldn't notice the truth at a glance.

"These paintings are too realistic." Lin Yueran reached out and touched them, "If it wasn't discovered, I would have thought they were real."

Even the shadows of the trees outside were drawn, so lifelike, as if the leaves could move when a gust of wind blows.

Chen Shengsheng passed by the window several times before and didn't find any problems, "Why do I feel goosebumps..."

It's fine if it's a real window, but if it's a fake window, he always feels that something is not right, and his heart beats.

At this moment, Jin Qiao suddenly called out: "Ah!"

Lin Yueran asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Jin Qiao stretched out his hand, pointed to the side of the painting window, and said, "Just now... just now I saw a face on the window!"

The direction she pointed was the window on the far right.

Shen Youyu took a picture of it, and there was nothing in the painting except the window, and asked, "Are you sure you saw it?"

Jin Qiaozai looked at it carefully, and hesitated, "I can't see anything now...I'm not sure..."

It was mainly because it passed by in a flash, and she didn't see it clearly.

The five people stared at the painting for several minutes, but their faces were not visible, but their eyes were a bit dazed.

Shen Youyu withdrew his gaze, "Maybe I misread it."

When I turned around, there was nothing special in the classroom except for those paintings, as if this classroom was not a place where strange stories happened.

Shen Youyu said, "Let's go to other classrooms."

The old man stayed in this art classroom and found nothing, so he might as well go to the other two classrooms to have a look.

He was the first to pass from one side.

Lin Yueran had no sense of presence all the time, she just listened to their discussion, and when she wanted to speak, she heard the sound of footsteps.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she asked aloud, "Well... did you hear anything just now?"

"what sound?"

"Could it be that we were discovered?"

After finishing a few words, a burst of footsteps appeared outside, approaching the classroom from far to near.

Shen Youyu stopped, turned off the flashlight, and said in a low voice: "The protagonist is here, you squat down first."

The footprints that disappeared in the art classroom can still appear here at this time, naturally it is the owner of the footprints.

When he said this, the other four people in the classroom held their breath and did not dare to make a sound, hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer.

Until it stops at the door of the classroom.

The art classroom was quiet, even the sound of breathing could be clearly heard, but the sudden silence outside made it even more terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open.

The few people hiding behind the painting clearly saw that the door was empty, as if a gust of wind had blown the door open.

On the ground, a string of water-stained footprints stopped at the door.

Afterwards, footprints began to spread into the classroom, and the sound of footsteps was also approaching. The first painting was directly knocked down with a bang.

Zhang Yuecheng covered his mouth, why does this ghost not cherish the painting so much.

Probably because this ghost was very violent, all the paintings fell down where he passed by, and the people in the paintings were so face-to-face on the ground.

When Shen Youyu saw one of the paintings being overturned, the squint-eyed woman in the painting rolled her eyes, as if she was very dissatisfied.

Shen Youyu: "..."

He actually thought it was a little funny.

This ghost is probably different from Zhou Ya's. This time it is invisible, and it may need certain conditions to reveal itself.

Shen Youyu looked down at his feet, there was a bucket of paint, more than half of it was useless, but it was too dark to tell what color it was.

However, it is impossible to use water for learning to paint. It doesn't matter what color it is, as long as it can be used.

He thought about it, and picked it up carefully.

Shen Youyu has never been a character who waits patiently, guessing that when the other party is approaching, he directly pours it on him.

A few people behind the other paintings saw a cloud of liquid passing through the air, and then a figure suddenly appeared beside the shelf.

Shen Youyu turned on the flashlight and shone it.

Zhang Yuecheng poked his head from behind the painting, and saw a shiny green "person" standing there, shouting loudly: "Fucking green!"

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