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Chapter 713 Tenants of the Red Mansion

Different from abstraction and idealism, Zhu Li's two paintings are very realistic. They are just simple pencil sketches, but they have the feeling of high-resolution photos.

But precisely because of this, it makes people feel even more uneasy.

Such twisted and sick things exist in our lives. Just thinking about it makes my scalp numb.

"Are these two paintings fictitious by you, or were they compared to something?" I frowned, and my eyes were more solemn than ever before.

"There are some things in the world that cannot be recorded with a camera. You can only see them with your own eyes on specific occasions." Zhu Li was very satisfied with his paintings, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to burst: "I saw it. They, so I used my hands to restore their appearance."

There was a look of intoxication on his face, and he gently touched the lines on the drawing paper with the back of his hand, as if caressing his lover's face gently: "Have you ever seen such people? They are born with art, stripped of their dirty flesh, Walk with your soul.”

"The human soul will never be so ugly." I looked at Zhu Li's paintings. Whether it was the thin man covered in tooth marks and scars, or the fat man with his internal organs growing outside his body, these two "things" subverted me. Regarding souls, the reason is very simple. They are too ugly, uglier than the various ghosts I have seen before.

"It's useless if you don't admit it. They all grow from people's hearts and are the purest art." Zhu Li's voice changed, and he glanced at me: "You won't understand, you only saw On the surface, you don’t understand what this means? Those skull wine glasses, human skin lampshades, and all kinds of things that are labeled as cruel and extreme, are incomparable to them.”

"It's art that brings beauty and comfort to people. What you said is just a disease in my opinion." I really couldn't stand Zhu Li's words. The more he said, the more he went too far. I was worried that if he continued like this, I You might even be brainwashed by him. To be honest, from the first moment I saw Zhu Li, I felt that a mental hospital was the most suitable place for him.

"A thing is called a work of art, not because of the special properties it has, but because of how it has this special property. You only see the ugliness of the souls in my paintings, but you don't see them becoming like this. The process of appearance is a process of gradual change of human nature, and that is what I want to express through paintings." Zhu Li put the photo frame on the drawing board: "You don't understand my pursuit at all, you are too superficial. "

This was the first time I was called superficial. I wasn’t angry, and I didn’t want to linger on the issue for too long: “I’m not interested in your art.”

My face was expressionless, and I was very resistant to talking to this lunatic: "You just need to tell me whether the monster you are talking about is exactly the same as the monster in your painting, and what weaknesses and habits they have. This is what I want to know." "

I interrupted Zhu Li coldly, and my eyes wandered between the painting and him.

"What I draw is only what I see. What you want to know can only be discovered by yourself." He glanced at the door, and the madness in his eyes flashed: "Today is another rainy night, if you are lucky enough If you’re good, you might be able to meet them.”

In the dark and strange corridor, when I turned around and saw a person with teeth marks all over his body or organs hanging out of his body, it was terrifying to think about it.

I shook my head to dispel those distracting thoughts. Zhu Li refused to tell me the truth, and I couldn't force it. After a moment of pause, I asked another question that had been bothering me for a long time.

"The locals in Jinghai once told me two legends. The first is related to the pig cage apartment, and the second is about a woman holding a black umbrella." While I was talking, I always paid attention to Zhu Li and Bai Ya'er. His expression changed. When I talked about these two things, Zhu Li still had that coffin face, while Bai Yaer was slightly moved: "You have lived in Jinghai for so long, you should have heard about the woman with the black umbrella. Story, legend has it that she has no face and has big braids on her front and back..."

"Is this your problem?" Zhu Li's fingers left the drawing board, with some pencil dust stained on his nails: "Every rainy night, a woman with a black umbrella will appear in the alley. She seems to be looking for something. Nothing. People know what she looks like, maybe she has no face at all. Whenever an adult man sees her, she will come over and invite the man to hold an umbrella with her. If you enter her umbrella, your face and life will be destroyed. She took it. If I remember correctly, the legend is just that, a vulgar story, not much to talk about."

Zhu Li disagreed, but I didn't think so: "Whether this story is true or false is not important. What is important is that I found a set of wigs in her pillow. After shaking them off, I saw that it was a long braid."

What I found in Bai Yaer's bedroom was like a fish bone piercing my heart. It was only from the moment I saw the wig that I became extremely vigilant.

"Do you suspect that the woman with the black umbrella was dressed up by me?" Zhu Li was very smart. As soon as I opened my mouth, he immediately understood what I meant.

"Is not it?"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Bai Yaer was sandwiched between me and Zhu Li. She looked at me and waved her hands in panic: "It's not what you think. I heard someone tell that legend when I first arrived in Jinghai, because I often go to the city and I’m afraid I’ll be in danger when I come back late, so I bought a wig to scare those who want to do evil to me.”

Bai Yaer's words were full of loopholes. With her character and blind worship of Zhu Li, it was impossible for her to do such unnecessary things. I have seen her mobile phone. In the work "Peeping", I even recorded Bai Yaer taking a stranger back to the house. It can be said that her life is part of Zhu Li's works, and due to his paranoia about art, Zhu Li cannot let Bai Ya'er do extraordinary things without authorization. What he needs is absolute control, which is like a painter's control over her. The same principle applies to drawing with a model and asking the model to swing around like a puppet.

"Don't you admit it?"

I don’t believe that the wig is Bai Yaer’s personal behavior. Besides, the location where the wig is stored is very suspicious. How could a normal person hide his hair in a pillow?

These two people are full of mysteries, and I need to be patient and solve them bit by bit.

"Before I came to the Red Mansion, the classmate of the restaurant owner's son disappeared deep in the alley. Is it possible that he was abducted by Bai Ya'er? In Zhu Li's artistic creation, many photos use corpse specimens and even living people. , Those people were probably lured here by Bai Yaer in various ways." The more I thought about it, the more I thought it was possible. I didn't look at the trunk of the car when I came here. I just glanced at it casually and got in the car without finding any blood. , very suspicious now that I think about it.

Bai Yaer helped the painter achieve his goal by disguising himself as a black umbrella woman. They joined forces to make waves with the help of the legend of the Rain Girl in Jinghai City.

Of course all this is just my guess without any evidence.

After being interrupted by Bai Ya'er, the relationship between Zhu Li and I eased a lot, and both parties found their way down the stairs.

"You have too many questions." Zhu Li waved his hand towards Bai Yaer: "Take him away."

"Wait!" I stopped Bai Ya'er and looked directly at Zhu Li: "I first asked you about the specific information of the tenants in the building, but you kept trying to change the subject. What are you afraid that I will know?"

After a pause, my attitude became tougher: "Last question, tell me all the information you know about the tenants, and I will leave immediately."

"You..." Very few people would talk to Zhu Li like this. His face was gloomy, and his blood-red eyes bulged outwards. Finally, he casually glanced at the bedroom and didn't know what he saw before he changed his mind. , his tone softened: "If you are in a hurry to die, then I will help you. This red building is eleven stories high and is divided into four units. Although everyone lives in the same community, they rarely interact with each other. I have only seen a few of them through the cracks in the door for more than half a year of living here."

"Who have you met? What are their occupations? And why do they live in a pig cage apartment?" The live broadcast was about to start in a few minutes, so I couldn't wait to ask.

"I don't know about the situation in other units. I only know about one unit. No one lives on the first floor of the red building. There is a blind old lady living on the second floor. She should be the person who has lived in the building for the longest time. Logically speaking, she has been there for a long time. Damn it, that old thing always said she was waiting for someone, but no one knew who she was waiting for. By the way, all new tenants will receive her 'gift' the morning after they move in." At this point, Zhu Li looked strange.

"what gift?"

"A lot of scolding." Zhu Li pointed to the big red wooden door at the door. "She would stand outside the door and yell at the inside of the house, and would not leave until she was tired of scolding. I had received this 'gift' before, and Bai Ya moved in. I also received it from time to time.”

"This gift is really special." I motioned Zhu Li to continue.

"The community security guard and his mother-in-law live on the third floor, but having said that, I haven't seen his mother-in-law go out for several weeks." Zhu Li cracked his lips: "The three rooms on the fourth floor are all occupied, except Besides Bai Ya and me, there is also a doctor living in the room on the far right."

When Zhu Li said this, I remembered something. When I dragged Bai Ya'er through the door, someone was peeking in the room on the far right, but I didn't pay attention at the time.

"How do you know that man is a doctor? Which hospital in Jinghai does he work at?"

"I don't know about that. I only know that he wears a white coat and likes to carry a scalpel with him. He says that the knife can ward off evil spirits. The fourth floor is the only floor full of tenants. The higher you go up the Red Building, the fewer people there are. The fifth floor There is no one, and all three rooms are empty. There is a child living on the sixth floor. There may be other people in his family, but I have never seen them." Zhu Li licked his chapped lips: "That child is very tall. He’s cute, you can go meet him if you have a chance.”

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