The chicken was offended

Chapter 69

The night was eerily quiet.Yang Luan could hear his breathing being heavier than usual.

She looked back at her sleeping roommate, thinking of waking Li Niannian rashly, but if she found out that her nerves were too sensitive to have auditory hallucinations, she struggled for a while, but her hands were about to catch Li Niannian shoulders covered with a quilt.

Just then, the sound came again—the sound of footsteps on the floor.It was difficult for Yang Luan to tell how loud the sound was. It was not the creaking sound of being pressed against the wood, but the vibration feeling of weight concentrated on the wood with gaps.

The man was probably barefoot.

The footsteps stopped at the door of the room.

She held her breath, is it Brother Wang, what is he doing out so late?

The room she and Li Niannian lived in was the first room in the south corridor up the stairs, and Shan Tianhua lived alone in a single room across the stairs.And Wang Mingcheng was in the room next to them, and going up and down the stairs to his room would inevitably pass their room.

If you walk along the corridor for another passage, you will reach the end, and you will find the rooms of Meng Lang and Lu Yifei at the corner along the east corridor.

Besides Wang Mingcheng, Lu Yifei and Meng Lang would pass by my room. When she thought of this, she took a few deep breaths and looked at the peephole on the door.Generally speaking, cat's eyes will only be installed at the gate, after all, who puts cat's eyes on the door of the room at home.

What the cat sees are the reduced virtual images of upright people, and the optical principles of lenses involuntarily appeared in her mind, but the imaging principles of those convex and concave lenses did not tell her why what she saw through them was only empty corridor.

He obviously heard footsteps stop outside the door, which meant that this person was staying by the door of his room, and he definitely couldn't see everything.The cat's eye perspective penetrates the door, covering a large area of ​​the door

Besides, is it still a "human" if you can't see it?

Such thoughts made her hair tremble all over, and a fine layer of sweat oozed from her neck against the collar, which was tightly clinging to the cotton pajamas.The door was locked from the inside, which was the instruction of Yan Changhai and the others before. She was very glad that her mind, which always couldn't remember the memorization, remembered the important knowledge points this time.

Covering her mouth, she leaned over and dragged a chair against the door, then quickly climbed into bed and hid under the covers, as if she had established an iron wall of safety.

The roommate showed no signs of waking up, but now she was afraid that Li Niannian would wake up suddenly and alarm the people outside.Yang Luan breathed in the quilt, holding back his body that wanted to tremble.

Across the quilt, she seemed to feel that the thing outside was like a leech stuck to the bedroom door, sucking it tightly and gaining the vitality of the people in the room.

There was no movement outside the door.

In the morning, Lu Yifei was awakened by the sound of crackling footsteps outside the door.Such a scene seemed familiar, and this sense of sight made him feel very uncomfortable.Before he had time to straighten his messy hair, he pulled up his shoes and left the room. Before he left, he didn't forget to shake Meng Lang who was still sleeping crookedly on the bed next to him.

"Are you all up?" No one in the corridor answered him, and those footsteps passed by without stopping at all.When he came out, he saw that the doors along the way were all open, and the sound came from downstairs.Everyone gathered on the first floor.

When Lu Yifei walked into the living room, everyone was already surprised and whispering in low voices.

Just where they had eaten last night, a huge hand-painted graffiti had appeared on one wall.

Lu Yifei can assure you that they didn't see such graffiti at all when they came in yesterday or when they had dinner.There are three-meter-high patches of graffiti covering most of the walls.

It may not be very accurate to say that it is graffiti. If the paint is not dry, it looks like a person squatting there from a distance, which is very realistic.

In reality, some people are willing to hire a muralist for their mansion. Painting murals on important walls is more magnificent and luxurious. Generally speaking, they are landscape paintings, and even worse, they are images of beasts, but who would put them on the walls? a strange figure.

It is neither a famous painting like the Mona Lisa nor a hanging painting of religious impressions like the Virgin and Child.

Yang Luan stared, her eyes were dark because she didn't sleep well last night, but no one cared about her at this time, everyone was shocked by the huge wall paintings and the paradoxical way that appeared overnight.

Meng Lang rubbed his eyes and stared at the colorful and clumped paint for a while, squinted his eyes again, took a few steps back and squinted again, "Damn, this painting Isn’t it Brother Shan, besides cooking noodles well, you also have this skill?”

Shan Tianhua said "Ah", his face was full of confusion: "I draw pictures like ghosts, but I can't have such a thing. I have seen graffiti on the back door of the school a few times, but I have never learned this."

Shan Tianhua wore a raven-blue sweater that was different from yesterday's navy blue woolen shirt. The sweater was dotted with feather-like tassels, but it happened that the person in the mural was sideways, with his back to the distant sky It also seems to be wearing clothes of the same color, and even the overly fat stripes on the arms are like tassels. This figure is kneeling, with his head touching the ground, as if doing some ceremony.

Lu Yifei approached, and regardless of Wang Mingcheng's obstruction, he still rubbed the wet paint with his finger, scraped the wall with his finger, and put it under his nose to smell it: "It is indeed the color painted last night."

"Is this important now? Isn't it necessary to find out who the person in this portrait is?" Bian Hongbo was amazed by his slow tone, as if he couldn't understand how Lu Yifei could blur the key points at such a critical moment. The words are so-so.

"It's important, because when no one else shows up, if the mural suddenly appears, it must be painted by one of us." Lu Yifei made sure that he could speak clearly, and the other party could hear every word he said.

This sentence is nothing less than a blockbuster.

At this moment, some people's eyes changed. Those who understood did not dare to be the first to speak. Those who did not understand looked at everyone's eyes as if they had fallen into an ice cave, with a kind of fear that they didn't know what was coming.

Bian Hongbo was about to laugh: "Why do you have such an idea? Maybe it's the setting of the wall. Graffiti will appear every day, in order to cause us to panic."

Yu Hao raised his eyes, and glanced at Bian Hongbo with an inexplicable look.

"We don't know the purpose of the graffiti now. As for who you said is the person in the portrait, I can tell you clearly that it is Shan Tianhua."

Shan Tianhua only felt that he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. In a strange world, after a peaceful night, his own portrait appeared on the wall. This kind of thing would make everyone feel nervous.

What's more, the portrait in this portrait is not in the picture of looking at the sea and spring flowers blooming, which makes people smile from the heart.Put it outside, if he spent money to find a portrait artist to paint it like this, the artist would have punched him out.

Just because the picture is too ominous - in the dim light, the "he" in the picture is facing the bright window, lying on his knees with his arms and legs on the ground On the ground, head tilted unnaturally to the other side.

Of course he didn't want to believe that this person was himself.

"It can't be me. I'm not the only one who wears this color. You see, Yan Changhai is also in this color, and Teacher Yu is also in a sweater."

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that although Yan Changhai is also wearing a dark coat, his color is Ge-colored with higher saturation, and he is wearing a shirt inside and a cardigan jacket outside, and there is no special design on his arms. Yu Hao's was even worse, a khaki sweater.For Yu Hao, who loves to wear three-piece suits, there is no clothes in the ready-made wardrobe in the room that meet his aesthetics, so he simply took a vest with the same color sweater that is more pleasing to the eye.

But if you have to say that it doesn't look like it, it seems that no one is wrong with such a profile, not to mention that this portrait can't see the face clearly.

"What Meng Lang said is indeed not wrong," everyone was a little puzzled before Lu Yifei calmly explained why he said that.

Seeing that Lu Yifei pulled Wang Mingcheng and whispered a few words, Wang Mingcheng actually squatted down, and Lu Yifei jumped to sit on his shoulders, and as Wang Mingcheng stood up steadily, Lu Yifei, who was not short himself, directly rose to two meters away, Only then did I reach out a little.

"Look, do you see?" Lu Yifei, who was sitting crookedly on the shoulder of an adult man, pointed to a place on the mural as calmly as possible, and made a symbolic circle with his index finger in the air: "You may think that this place is a There are dark shadows caused by the uneven application of the paint, but if you look carefully, there are lines." He pulled the chandelier over to light up this color block, allowing everyone to see the details clearly.

Like a flower vine.

"What is this?" Li Niannian asked.

"It's part of my tattoo." Shan Tianhua loosened his back molars, because he knew what it was at a glance, as if accepting his fate, he took off his crow blue sweater, revealing his muscular body.The unicorn tattoo starts from the arm and spreads all the way to the entire back. There are auspicious clouds and flowers on the back. The highest point of the tattoo is a small piece of interlaced black lines on the back of the neck.

It was a string of flower and vine tattoos that were no different from graffiti, and everyone gasped.

"Assuming that the person in the portrait, Shan Tianhua, was not painted by himself, how did the mysterious painter know that he had such a tattoo on his neck and restore it exactly?" Bian Hongbo rubbed his chin, knowing that this question is difficult to get. Answer.

"He is alone in a single room, and no roommate will see this tattoo." Meng Lang said.

Yu Mei'e was wearing a tight-fitting black knit sweater, hugging her chest: "Is someone watching us? There is surveillance in the room. When he went back to the room at night and took off his clothes, the other party saw the pattern, and we don't go out at night. This will give the mysterious painter a place to paint."

Yan Changhai's cheeks were a little tense, and he said: "There is still a locked room upstairs. We searched the surface after a rough exploration yesterday. I don't know if there is a secret door. Someone may be hiding in the house."

Yang Luan, who had been staring numbly and tirelessly, suddenly opened his mouth at this moment: "Last night, someone was walking in the aisle. This person was standing outside the room where Li Niannian and I had no shoes on."

Li Niannian looked at her in disbelief.

"But, but, I suspect that it might not be a human being." Yang Luan still bit the bullet and said these words under the baptism of everyone's eyes.