Natural black penetrates into infinite flow

Xia Mingchi escaped from Jiang Tan's studio very smoothly, but encountered some troubles on the way back to Building No. [-].

The sculptor's actions seemed to speed up. What's more troublesome was that he chose to ignore Xia Mingchi before, but now he started chasing the cat again.

Xia Mingchi made use of his dexterous figure to sway violently, and several sculptures collided with each other.

If he was attacked by sculptures, what about Shen Ting, Zhao Ju and the others?

All the soft pottery in the yard has been fired, and the unfired soft pottery is soft. Will they dismantle their bodies and enter the studio to hurt Shen Ting and Zhao Ju like the last time they searched for objects?

The more Xia Mingchi thought about it, the more worried he became, and he ran towards Building No. [-] at a faster speed.

These figurines are like zombies, chasing after Xia Mingchi, trying to catch him, but they are always slower.

Xia Mingchi felt nauseous as his cold and stiff fingertips brushed against the soft fur.

Finally arrived at the front of the building!He climbed up the tree swiftly with both hands and feet, and the sculptures rode one on the neck of the other, like arhats also came up.

The sculpture on the top stared straight at Xia Mingchi. The cat curled up on the branch seemed to be frightened, shaking violently and wailing in despair.

The sculpture "clicked" and opened its lower jaw. Perhaps it was because Xia Mingchi's appearance made it very excited. With too much force, the joint between the left lower jaw and the cheek suddenly cracked, and the chin half hung on the face.

It stretched out its hand, trying to catch the cat.

This is the time!

The frightened cat changed into a ferocious expression, showing its sharp canine teeth, and stretched out its claws. The little cheetah slapped its face like a predator, and its sharp nails sank into the joint between the clay and the glass ball.

Pull out hard!

Two glass balls fell from the sculpture's face, leaving only the black eye sockets.

Xia Mingchi flew up and kicked the sculpture's face!

The top sculpture lost its balance, and fell backwards covering its face, bringing all the other sculptures below it crooked.

Xia Mingchi hurried through the hole in the wall.

In the photography studio, it was very quiet, and there were no sculptors.

Xia Mingchi heaved a sigh of relief, and saw a man squatting at the door, wearing a gray shirt and a pink skirt.

When Lu Renyuan heard the figure, she came back to her senses and lowered her voice in surprise: "Are you back?"

Xia Mingchi ignored him, wiped his feet on the doormat of the entrance door, hid the nameplate in the cat litter, and jumped onto the sofa.

The man didn't have any interest in the things in the cat's mouth. He was very disappointed, and said dejectedly: "He is guarding here and waiting to open the door for you. Fortunately, you actually walked through the hole in the wall."

Xia Mingchi licked his paw, he felt his right paw was burning.

"But don't worry, with me here, those sculptures dare not come in." Lu Renyuan leaned next to the cat to claim credit.

He obviously rearranged his clothes after Xia Ming left late, but he didn't button the first two buttons of his shirt. He lowered his body, his collar dropped, and there was a deep V in front.

Apparently, the cat didn't want to pay him any attention, its amber eyes fixed on its front paws.

Lu Renyuan saw the clue, "Hey, a small piece of your nail is missing!"

It should be that he was too careful when picking out the glass eyeballs of the sculptor, and the nails were pulled off.

Pink tender flesh was exposed from the wound, and blood was oozing out.

The Band-Aid is useless, so use more spit, isn’t it meant to kill bacteria and stop bleeding?

Xia Mingchi licked it twice with his tongue.

Lu Renyuan rummaged through Shen Ting's house for a while, and finally found the medicine box, took out iodine and cotton wool, and gently hugged Xia Mingchi into her arms.

This time, the cat didn't refuse.

"Be patient." Lu Renyuan pinched her furry paws and rubbed the medicine carefully.

When the iodine touched the wound, it was cold at first, and then turned into a burning pain.

Xia Mingchi couldn't help it, his body trembled twice, and then the pain eased.

Lu Renyuan turned Xia Mingchi over, let him lie on her lap with his belly up, and said with a smile:

"Little cat, look at tonight, I opened the door for you and gave you medicine, how are you going to repay me?"

here we go again……

"Sleep with me." The man pinched the cat's face and said.

scare? !Fortunately, fortunately, I am a cat, not a person.Xia Ming thought too late.

Lu Renyuan stroked his fur twice, the cat's eyelids became heavy, and he felt as if he was trapped in a ball of soft cotton, extremely relaxed.Xia Mingchi was so sleepy that he hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days.

He just lost consciousness.

When she woke up, Lu Renyuan had already gone back, and Shen Ting and Zhao Ju were having breakfast.

Xia Mingchi checked the injured paw. No new nails had grown, but the wound had healed.

Is the iodine in the game so magical!

Xia Mingchi thought of the nameplate he brought back yesterday, so he searched in the cat litter, and after a long time of digging, he confirmed that it was still there.

He walked to Zhao Ju's feet with the nameplate in his mouth. Zhao Ju lowered his head and asked, "Xiao Xia, do you have anything for me?"

Xia Mingchi nodded and put down the nameplate.

Zhao Ju couldn't believe her eyes when she saw this thing reflecting the metallic luster. She picked it up, cleaned off the cat litter stuck on it, and rubbed it repeatedly.

Her breathing became rapid, her face turned pale, her nose was extremely sore, and her tears began to swirl.

Shen Ting was taken aback by Zhao Ju's reaction, and quickly took out a tissue and handed it over.

"What's the matter, what is this?"

Zhao Ju trembled, holding the nameplate tightly in his hand.

"It's a pendant on a cat's collar...it's my teacher's cat!"

Shen Ting didn't know why a small nameplate caused Zhao Ju's emotions to fluctuate so much, but she was always considerate, and gently patted Zhao Ju's back to calm her emotions and let her speak slowly.

Zhao Ju: "Do you still remember what I said last night about a woman committing suicide in Building No. [-]?"

"remember."

"That woman is the teacher who taught me how to draw in high school. Her name is Chen Ling. Her cat is called Bell."

Zhao Ju spread out his hands, and the nameplate was engraved with the name of the cat and the contact information of the owner.

"In class, she is very strict with students. But in life, she is like a close sister. She is so beautiful and outstanding..."

"Later, the teacher died in the studio. Many people said that she committed suicide, but I don't believe it. Teacher Chen is a person who loves life. She told me before the accident that she was already planning to travel and sketch with her friends.

She still has to participate in the competition, and her work is seven sunflowers, each of which is in full bloom facing the sun.

How could such a person suddenly commit suicide? "

Xia Mingchi thought of the painting he saw in Jiang Tan's studio, which should be painted by Chen Ling.

Zhao Ju wiped away her tears and said, "Since then, I have often dreamed that the teacher came to me. There is a strange barrier between her and me..."

"The barrier is red, with a horizontal line and a vertical line, like strange characters. Teacher Chen kept beating the barrier. I couldn't hear what she said, but I knew that she asked me to rescue her.

I have contacted many Taoist priests or masters, and they all said that Mr. Chen is still in the art space, but they are not sure where.We can only let the person who killed the teacher in the past pay atonement with blood, and maybe establish some kind of connection and find her. "

The red barrier, with strange characters horizontally and vertically.

It should be Jiang Tan's seal that sealed Teacher Chen!Otherwise, how could the signed seal be in the middle of the oil painting?

The person who killed the teacher back then used blood to atone for his sins, it should be Wu Xiao.

Zhao Ju asked: "Xiao Xia, where did you find this nameplate?"

Xia Mingchi jumped onto the dining table and pointed his tail in the direction of Building No. [-].

"Jiang Tan?!" Shen Ting was a little scared when he thought of Jiang Tan coming to find fault.

Kitten nodded in agreement.

Zhao Ju sneered, "At that time I suspected that he had something to do with the teacher's death, but unfortunately...the Jiang family has money and power, so they used their connections to suppress this matter."

Xia Mingchi bit Zhao Ju's sleeve, tugged her twice, and pointed at Building No. [-] with the tip of his tail again.

"Do you want me to go to Jiang Tan's side to have a look?"

"Meow~" The little orange cat responded with a cute cry.

Zhao Ju was suspicious: "Did you find something else in his studio... related to my teacher?"

Xia Mingchi nodded again.

Shen Ting next to him was very worried: "Jiang Tan is a scary person, what is Xiaoju going to do?"

Zhao Ju said: "Jiang Tan is in the studio during the day, so he definitely can't go in. At night, let Wu Xiao control his sculpture and trip Jiang Tan, and I'll look for it later."

"I'll go with you!" Although Shen Ting was afraid, she didn't trust Zhao Ju, so she volunteered.

"Thank you, but it's too dangerous outside at night, I'd better go alone."

Shen Ting was rejected, and said angrily: "No! You are my best friend in the art space, you come to accompany me at night, and now you are in trouble, let me help you. If you go by yourself, what if something happens? ?”

Zhao Ju couldn't resist, so she had to agree that she had to go to Wu Xiao first.

Xia Mingchi followed Zhao Ju.He really wanted to know, since Wu Xiao had hurt Teacher Chen, how would he react next.

Zhao Ju knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to answer the door, which is really rare.

She turned the doorknob, and when it was unlocked, she simply pushed the door open and walked in.

I saw Wu Xiao fell on the sofa with a pale face, his sleeves rolled up, the gauze wrapped around his wrist was gone, and the scratched wound was still bright red, it seemed that the bleeding had just stopped.

Zhao Ju was shocked, "Wu Xiao?"

Wu Xiao didn't speak, and glanced at the cabinet with his eyes.

Zhao Ju immediately understood his intentions, opened the cabinet, took out a box of blood-enriching oral liquid, opened it for him, and handed it to his mouth.

After Wu Xiao drank two bottles, his face turned slightly bloody.

"……fainted……"

Zhao Ju cut to the chase, "Tonight, you control the sculpture to block Jiangtan."

"No, don't provoke him..." Wu Xiao refused, obviously he also knew that Jiang Tan was not a good person.

"I'm going to his studio to find something related to the teacher's death. And you became like this, isn't it after the teacher died? Maybe you can find the teacher's soul, or find out the real cause of her death, and you can recover."

Wu Xiao tremblingly said: "Looking for a soul is, it's like seeing a ghost..."

"We must help," Zhao Ju took out a pocket watch from his pocket, dangled it in front of Wu Xiao's eyes, and hypnotized him again.

"You are the teacher's student...she is so responsible to you..."

Wu Xiao's eyes were dull, "I'll help... but the baked polymer clay, no, it's out of control..."

"Then feed more blood, otherwise, you will never be able to find the other tongue." Zhao Ju threatened him with an undeniable tone.