Paintings of Terror

The patio below the building is very huge, just like a modern medium square, there is a spacious and air, there is a pavilion, and there is a living place in a similar store market.

But everything is always like a dust, as if several years have been eroded by the desert sand, even if it is hard to rebuild, it is difficult to clean.

"Like a ruins." Shaoling is difficult to describe the mood at this moment, everything in front of you is both spectacular and happy, "this place is simply like a new urban city, maybe we can't bury any story waiting for us to explore."

Shepherd, listened to Shaoling's description, heart has feelings, but did not speak.

"This place is too big. If there is no trail, I have to find a signature, I haven't found it for ten years." Wei Dong looked at this majestic building, and there was some missing painting. The boat and the sea, although it is wide, but it is simple, "said that NPC is too much ..."

Luo Wei hugged the dog shaking: "I don't want to stay in this place for ten years ..."

"What do you want, we are seven days." Wei Dong did not relaxing Luo Wei.

Luo Wei did not scream, and the heart spring was cry.

Everyone looked at this spectacular and complex landlord.

Only a simple house in the painting seen, who knows that the structure in the house can be so complicated, can live so many live flexible NPCs, it is simply a human sea.

"You see, the platform on the second floor gathered a lot of people." Du Lingyu pointed at a platform for a basketball court on the second floor, which is indeed full of people, people in all floors seem to flock in that direction.

"There is probably the incident place," Qin Gao slowed down, "Lighting people said that the deceased, it should be there."

"This is the obvious clue to our article 1." Zhu Hawen also stopped and did not intend to squeeze in the crowd.

"If this is a clue, is the signing in Yuxia? Do we want to find a signature on a body?" Cao Youning felt that his voice was not big as yourself, everything is too illusory today, I really hope this is just one Dream.

"It is the lady," Yan Shengnan corrected him, "Not Yuxia."

"This is just a person in the painting, but it is dead, there is no more relationship with us." Cao Youning's mood is not very good. If you don't want to think about what is the jade or Yuxia, I feel that the dead in this so-called painting is like it. When I was a child, my sister brought my own white doll, scattered with hair face down to crawl on the floor.

"Liang Yu, how do I think this is a bit familiar? If you haven't remembering the wrong, this should be flawless." Du Lingyu thought about what I thought, turned to Yan Shengan: "Sister, I remember You wrote the novel ... "

Yan Shengnan looked at everyone's eyes: "Maybe just a coincidence, my novel has a heroi, it is my first novel."

I didn't expect that Yan Shengan is not only a photographer or a novelist.

"Amateur hobby." Yan Shengnan said faintly.

At this point, there are several people who have passed by members, holding a lively mentality: "The lady girl is really poor, I want to say that this name is not good, the beauty is awkward."

"I have to say, it's still a set, if you will measure words, what do you want to do." Another person said.

"Let's listen to the witch adults, the murderer can't escape the eyes."

A few people said that they went to the platform of the second floor group aggregation.

"Beauty is flawless, sister, this is exactly the same as the name you wrote." Du Lingyu sound slightly shakes, and I don't understand how white paintings get everyone information, but I can capture the written writing work written by Members.

Yan Shengnan is also very good, even if it is just a coincidence, it is also a coincidence that is unlucky.

"Sister, how is the jade in the novel dead?" Sands asked.

Yan Shengnan took a mouthful: "Nothing to die, Yan Yu did not die in the novel, and finally got happiness with his own efforts."

I don't know why, Wei Dong feels that the lack of the jade is more sad, the painful paintings seem to have killed the happiness and beautiful things.

"Maybe this is a coincidence, let's go to inquire about what is the surname here." Lu He was trying to comfort Yan Nan.

Yan Shengnan seems to be a little, but the eyes turned in the crowd, and finally fell on the face of the animal husbandry.

Shepherd: "We stay in the painting, the better, I suggest it to be divided into three groups, set back to our room to live in the room; the second group walks around, even if there is no clue, you can understand this The rules of the place are also in the event; the last set of things downstairs scenes. "

"I will look at it." Fang Fei simply said that at this moment she has made a simple change in the dress, and the width yarn with Baotou is tightly bundled in the waist, and the whole person is very venor.

"I will go!" Wei Dong followed.

Wei Dong is rare, heroic generosity, stunned, Luo Wei, Luo Yu whispered: "I will not go ... I am still not very habit of the body ..."

Lu Heng said to Yan Shengan: "Don't think too much, we will go to a few people to explore the wind."

Yan Shengnan wants to go and have a little timid. I just have to take a head at this moment: "You pay attention to safety."

Ke Xuo and animal husbandry alternately alternately, I went to the Wei Dong behind: "When will I be so fat? I dare to rush alone."

The current Weidong has grown a lot, rarely calling "Keer, Daxie", seeing today's Luo Wei, "Brother, Brother,", to the Wei Dong, who once thought of himself.

"Single in front of it?" Wei Dong pointed to Fang Fei in front: "She still gives people a strong."

Ke Xue: "..."

Fang Fei walked in the forefront, the waist worships were also very appropriate to wear her body. Under the candlelight, the cotton robe's fabric showed the matte of the intercourse, and the rounded losers were flowers and birds.

Wei Dong looked at the patterns on his clothes, with everyone in love: "I think this bird seems to be a crow."

"Touching the wood, not gentle," Ke is no expression.

"Lying in the trough, your Hao Wen is the upper body?" Wei Dong said that he stopped. Everyone has come to the second floor at this time. In the front people, some people seem to be loud.

- "It is him! It must be him! They have always been married to the Chu family, and now they want to fall, and he will kill the jade!" It seems that someone is in the murderer.

People's eyes are almost concentrated on a face of a young man, and the young people have a few times, followed by ourselve: "Anyway, I didn't kill her, even if the marriage is not, I don't have to kill."

Soon, someone said: "You said this, you said that you can't get it, others are also awkward! When you say this, many of us are present!"

"I ..." The young man can't speak.

These people have a lot of voice, and the Kohun several people stand outside the crowd.

Wei Dong couldn't help but whisper and Ke Xue Tucao: "How is this story so dog blood, a bit like a dog's blood drama written in the 003-flow editor ..."

"Don't say this, Sheng Nan is a person who seriously writes." Lu Heng, suddenly said on the side.

The information content of this sentence is not small, and the Ke Xi has a face to see Lu Heng, standing in front of the front of several people also returns to: "You said, what happens now and the plot in the book? "

Wei Dong also said surprised: "Have you seen the book? Women's novel?"

Fang Fei's eyes floated from the Wei Dong's face: Is this a focus ...

Lu He was first answered the Wei Dong's words: "Yes, I have seen it. That is a woman who is in a female literature city, the audience is very general, maybe the plot is not ups and downs, but write out True feeling ... "

"The buddy is the focus." Wei Dong reminded.

Lu Heng has a little clear, clear: "The female owner is jade, also named Chu, before and Xiao family has a marriage contract, and later the Xiao's family declined, the Chu family unilate the marriage."

The young people approved by everyone from the Xiaojia, analyzed from people's speech. He had a marriage contract with the deceased, and he said in front of everyone, it is not as good as killing, now everyone is now everyone. Take evidence that Xiao Lang is unfailed.

Several people listened to Lu Heng, quiet for a moment, Fang Fei first looked at Ke Xue: "I don't believe this picture will also read our inner world like this."

Ke Xue wants to think, ask Lu He: "" Qi Shengnan knows the photographer Buffi? "

"I think I should not know, Bip's 1990s has already passed away, and then, the city where the two people live is far away, it is unlikely to have a collection." Lu Heng is suspected, and added: "The only one The intersection is probably a photography. "

But why is the first clue given to the novel of Yan Shengnan? If there is no special origin and painter and painter, will it appear in each member after this situation?

Ke Xi looked at Mangfi: "I don't believe this picture will take the old road of the painting, and go deep into the inner information of each member."

Wei Dong's shadow of Sichuan flow, vaguely saw the deceased of the deceased there, covering the gray cloth, there is a dark red blood to exude out of the cloth, the blood is like a small stream, stop Resident in one direction, as if you want to recognize the murderer.

Wei Dong's heart was treated, close to Ke is close, talented.

"I feel, this picture is just a novel written by Sister, and I have changed a lot of places. The sister just said that the woman did not die, and there was a happy life." Wei Dong said himself Views, "This story is now in the current relationship with that novel."

Lu Heng has a slight lip, under the candlelight, his facial features is more close to Southeast Asians: "This is the first novel of Sheng Nan, she used to reveal, this is almost a semi-essential novel I heard that many writers have some autobiological nature. "

Skating the candlelight of the slightest, like Lu He said, is fascinating - autobiography, the deceased is not the incarnation of .

The candlelight jumped more and more powerful, but the crowd suddenly quickly, a battle of wind brought the momentum with the gas field, some people were whispering: "The witch is coming."