Chapter 298 Changes

"Something happened, something happened!" The fat man ran back all the way, and as soon as he reached the door, he started shouting: "You guys, come out and take a look!"

Xia Meng walked out quickly after hearing that.

Jiang Cheng sat up from the bed reluctantly, and after moving his body a little, he jumped off the bed.

After coming out of the room, he found that except for a few of them, the rest of the people gathered outside Zuo Jing's room, but they were not very close, but separated by a distance.

Zuo Jing and a few others were also there, but their faces were very ugly at this time, especially Shi Liaozhi, who almost needed someone to help him stand up. The fat man blinked and looked at them, and felt that they were not all pretending.

Is there something wrong again? The fat man thought.

He counted them briefly and found that the rest of the people were there, and he didn't notice that anyone was missing.

"What's going on?" Xia Meng walked up first.

An Xuan glanced at her, and the indifferent feeling disappeared. He seemed to be more cautious, and then made way and signaled with his eyes.

Xia Meng followed his line of sight and frowned.

Outside the door of the wing room where Zuo Jing and the others lived, there were bloody handprints one after another.

There were bloodprints from top to bottom, and there were probably dozens of them after a rough count.

There was also a pool of blood on the ground outside the door, and a winding bloodstain continued from the door to the nearby bluestone road, but it was diluted by a light rain in the morning, making it less obvious.

Several people looked in the direction where the bloodstain disappeared, and walked a little further in that direction, and they would reach the lake.

After seeing Jiang Cheng and the others coming over, Chen Qiang lowered his voice and told them about what happened last night. He had already told An Xuan and his group who arrived earlier, so this time the narration was more concise.

But because of his teacher Liao Zhi, he did not mention the part where the latter went to open the door and was finally knocked unconscious.

"You have been hiding in the room, and no one made a sound." You Qi asked: "Then Qin Jian, no, the ghost pretending to be Qin Jian left?"

"That's it." Chen Qiang nodded.

Swallowing his saliva secretly, Youqi's face began to become unnatural.

According to Chen Qiang, the ghost falsely accused him of being the ghost.

He couldn't be sure if there was anything hidden in this.

For example, the ghost's next target was himself or something.

"A painting appeared in our room." Zuo Jing suddenly said, "The painting shows a dancing woman. I think she is the ghost in this copy."

"She is also Mr. Huang's wife." Zuo Jing looked at everyone and added.

Chen Qiang mentioned before that the ghost finally made a woman's voice, and its body was particularly exaggerated, as strong as two people, which also matched Youqi's description of the ghost.

"Painting?" Youqi pretended to be puzzled and said, "What painting?"

Zuo Jing glanced at him, sneered and said, "It is a painting that will bring bad luck after it appears, and it may contain hints before the ghost kills people." She paused and said in a meaningful tone, "If someone has not seen it before, I don't recommend it."

Youqi's face was embarrassed for a moment.

An Xuan nodded and said, "In that case, let's go together."

After that, the group bypassed the blood and walked into the room of Zuo Jing and others.

After hesitating for a while, Youqi followed in with a gloomy face.

The blood on the door and the ground was extremely hideous. Youqi, who came in last, just took a few more glances and felt his heartbeat quicken. He immediately quickened his pace.

Standing in front of the painting and looking up at the painting, the fat man's expression gradually became strange. He subconsciously looked at the doctor, but found that the doctor was leaning hard against Zuo Jing, and his upper body was sticking to him.

Almost sticking to the latter.

This painting is different from the previous one.

Although the theme is still a beautiful woman dancing, the background and some details are different from before.

For example, the background was empty before, but now there is a building standing a little further away from the background. It is relatively high, with more than one floor, and there is a round thing on the top of the building.

The beauty in the painting became more vivid, her costume had more delicate textures, and the feeling of long sleeves and good dancing became more obvious.

It gave people a feeling that the woman in the painting would dance out of the painting without being noticed at first glance.

The moment this idea came into his mind, the fat man was shocked by his incredible idea.

"Look." Youqi said, he seemed to want to point to a certain place in the painting, but before he raised his hand, he seemed to realize that it was not appropriate to do so, so he suddenly put it down, and finally used his eyes to indicate: "Does this building look like the attic where Young Master Huang lives?" He paused and asked.

Originally, everyone just had this guess, but when Youqi opened his mouth, everyone looked more and more like it, and finally almost unanimously agreed that this was Young Master Huang's attic.

"It seems that our previous thinking was correct. This female ghost is Young Master Huang's sweetheart." The fat man echoed.

"It should be said that she is Young Master Huang's new wife." Chen Qiang corrected, "After all, they have already held a wedding."

Jiang Cheng never participated in their discussion. While he was taking advantage of Zuo Jing, his eyes occasionally glanced at the beauty in the painting.

First, the white neck was exposed, then the waist.

The dancing waist of the beauty in the painting was slender, and there was a very special attraction. Jiang Cheng's eyes followed the waist down little by little until they focused on an inconspicuous little object.

It was a small item in the shape of a sachet. At first glance, it looked like a sachet carried by a woman. It was tied to a thin waist with a thread. As it danced in the wind, the tassels at the tail seemed to come alive. Same.

After a moment, something special appeared in Jiang Cheng's eyes.

"Did you see it?" Xia Meng lowered her voice. After leaving Zuo Jing's house, the three of them came to the lake together, "That thing hanging on that woman's body."

Looking at the calm lake, Jiang Cheng said, "It's a tips bag."

"You mean that the element bag in the secret language means the skill bag, and that the skill bag that can solve the current confusion is on the ghost's body?" the fat man asked quickly.

At least judging from the meaning expressed in the painting, it should be like this, which is not difficult to understand.

"That painting is changing with time. I'm afraid the longer it takes, the worse it will be for us." Recalling the feeling that the painting made her feel, Xia Meng couldn't help shaking her body, "I'm really worried She will come alive from the painting.”

After hearing what Xia Meng said, the fat man seemed to have met a close friend. He nodded quickly and said, "Me too, I didn't dare to look at it later, because I was afraid that I would be exposed to her."

"It seems that what we have to do in the next stage is to find a way to get this tip from the ghost." Jiang Cheng said casually.

Fatty felt very excited just thinking about stealing things from ghosts.