Chapter 282 The Woman Walking Out of the Painting

suddenly.

Jiang Shan stood on a dark road where he couldn't see clearly in the distance. He shouted towards Yang Jian and Chen Hao who were running wildly not far away.

After entering the world of ghost paintings, Jiang Shan discovered that his ghost domain could no longer produce such characteristics, but the golden pistol he left behind contained the word "ghost" that he had deliberately left behind.

Gold cannot be affected by the supernatural.

The remote perception of ghost characters,
It allowed Jiang Shan to easily find the entrance to the ghost painting, which was also the entrance to leave the ghost painting.

Although the small path he originally took to enter the city has become this wide road, and the surrounding scenery has also changed.

But the position of gold will not change.

Jiang Shan was the first to run into this strange road, and Yang Jian and the other two followed closely without hesitation, without considering whether there would be any danger ahead or whether this road could really lead them out.

On both sides of the road are artificial forests whose ends are endless. These forests make the already gray world appear even darker after the remaining light is blocked.

Jiang Shan didn't walk far on this road before he came to a dead end. The road ahead was blocked by a wall.

But on the wall,

A shabby wooden door appeared in front of him in an uncoordinated manner.

The door was extremely dilapidated, and the damaged area exuded a chill, looking extremely empty and creepy. On the left side of the wooden door, Jiang Shan found a golden magazine.

pistol,

clip.

It seems that this is the place without a doubt.

"Don't hesitate. The ghost realm may change at any time. Just open the door and walk in to leave here." After Jiang Shan said this, he directly ran headfirst into the dark, dilapidated wooden door.

Just when Jiang Shan felt himself being embraced by darkness, changes began to occur around him.

At this moment, he entered a small room with luxurious decoration. All the doors and windows of the room were closed. The lights on the ceiling were dim and seemed to be about to go out at any time. A chill like smoke filled every corner of the room.

"It's not the same position as before. It feels like there are ghosts around?"

At this time, Yang Jian and Chen Hao also came out. When they felt the chill, their expressions changed immediately.

"what's the situation?"

Chen Hao seemed to have discovered something. He looked nervous and exclaimed:
"Haunted house?!"

at the same time,

Beijing University of Technology,

Inside a girls' dormitory building.

"What an ugly painting. Who among you has gone to learn painting?"

Miao Xiaoshan, who was studying, was attracted by her roommate's exclamation. She took off her headphones and looked towards the source of the sound.

at this time,

Miao Xiaoshan's roommate Huang Jiaxin pointed at an oil painting on the ground, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Yu Xinyue brought it back, didn't she say she was going to the art museum with her boyfriend today? Oh, why hasn't she come back yet? Could it be..."

Zhang Manman, who was lying on the bed and browsing on her phone, heard the voice. After pulling open the bed curtains, she raised her eyebrows and spoke to everyone with a smile.

Huang Jiaxin frowned slightly when she heard Zhang Manman's words. She looked at the strange painting and asked in a puzzled tone:
"No way. Xinyue has only been with her boyfriend for a month. She is so conservative, she probably wouldn't do that."

"Why not?" Zhang Manman seemed to know Yu Xinyue very well. She whispered mysteriously:
"You don't know, when she was in high school, she dated our school's physical education teacher. That physical education teacher was married. I heard that..."

"I couldn't get through to Xinyue on the phone, so I sent a WeChat message to her boyfriend, who told me that he had sent Xinyue back to the dormitory at nine o'clock."

Directly interrupting Zhang Manman's "gossip", Miao Xiaoshan looked at the chat history on the mobile phone and said in a serious tone.

"Ah? She came back at nine o'clock? But I was in the dormitory at that time, why didn't I see her?"

"Where can Xinyue go? We don't have any holidays recently, and her family is in the south. Why don't we call the counselor?"

Miao Xiaoshan’s words instantly caused an uproar in the dormitory.

Although their dormitory had been divided into several small groups and they disliked each other, Yu Xinyue's disappearance still made everyone nervous.

After all, what is not pleasing to the eye is not pleasing to the eye.
If Yu Xinyue was really missing, human life was at stake, and these college students would still feel uneasy.

"this painting"

While everyone was chattering and thinking of solutions, Miao Xiaoshan's eyes were fixed on the oil painting on the ground.

If Yu Xinyue's disappearance was caused by human factors, then this painting is likely to be the key to solving the case; but if it was due to some other reasons.
"Don't you think this painting is weird? I always feel like the woman in the painting is looking at me. Don't touch this painting yet."

When Zhang Manman finished calling her counselor and the dormitory was quiet, Miao Xiaoshan pointed at the painting on the ground and said weakly:
"I'll call my high school classmate, he's a police officer in the criminal investigation department. If Xinyue is really missing, there might be clues in that painting."

In order to prevent her roommates from touching the strange oil painting, Miao Xiaoshan lied to them.

Ever since she saw the oil painting, she felt more and more uneasy. This feeling was just like when she encountered the weird old man with corpse spots in the classroom that year.

And the old man,

It's a ghost without emotions that only knows how to kill people!
After that experience, Miao Xiaoshan knew that Yang Jian was no longer the classmate who used to pester him to copy homework and cause trouble in school.

She didn't want to call Yang Jian, but it wasn't that she didn't want to contact Yang Jian.

After all, they had known each other when they were in school in Dachang City, and they had a very good relationship. The reason she didn't want to call was simply because she didn't want to cause trouble for Yang Jian.

She vaguely knew Yang Jian's identity and knew that he had more important things to do.

But now that her roommate had mysteriously disappeared, coupled with the strange feeling in her heart, Miao Xiaoshan's intuition told her that she must muster up the courage to call Yang Jian.

She remembered that Yang Jian once told her to call him if she had any problems.

"toot toot"

Miao Xiaoshan was just about to call Yang Jian, but the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.

"Yang Jian? Why did he call me at this time?"

After seeing the note on the phone number, Miao Xiaoshan's face changed drastically, and the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense.

When she answered the phone, a familiar voice came from the phone:

"Miao Xiaoshan, I'm Yang Jian. You stay in the dormitory now and don't move around. Don't go anywhere. If you see something that makes you feel uneasy, such as a painting or darkness, don't hesitate, run upstairs immediately!"

Yang Jian's voice was urgent, and it was an emotion that Miao Xiaoshan had never heard from him before.

"Why is there no signal?"

She wanted to say something, but suddenly she realized that the phone had been hung up at some point.

Miao Xiaoshan put down the phone with trembling hands. After ending the call, her face turned pale, fear flashed in her eyes, and she looked at the ground almost subconsciously.

The floor was very clean and tidy, without any unnecessary clutter, but against the wall was an old oil painting with a bit of historical feel.

But suddenly,
The woman in the painting seemed to notice Miao Xiaoshan's gaze, and as if by some mysterious force, one of her feet stretched out from the painting.
(End of this chapter)

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