Chapter 188

"Do you want to go in and have a look?" After that, my first reaction was to go in and have a look. I had a serious curiosity problem.

"Song Daqi is not here. Shall we go in?" Bai Shou hesitated.

"You heard something inside, too. What if it was a thief?" As I spoke, I walked to the door of the studio.

In fact, I've been suspicious of this studio for a long time. Even if it's dark, it can't be so gloomy.

"Wen chuyang, can you feel what's wrong inside?" I asked cautiously.

"It's just that I feel heavy Yin Qi, but nothing else." Wen chuyang said in my ear, "there should be one or two."

As I spoke, I had already stood at the door of song Daqi's studio. The door opened in front of me again. With a strange "creak", the air seemed to pour in at this moment. When it opened to a certain extent and suddenly closed, I suddenly reached out and grabbed the handle of the door, but didn't let it close tightly.

"Are you really going in?" The white head stood nervously behind me.

"Well." I nodded, then looked back at the white head, "or you wait for me outside the door?"

"There's something... In here?" Bai Shou pointed to the door.

"Well." I nodded for sure.

"Well, I'd better go in with you. I'm not sure if you go in yourself. " Bai Shou said, holding the door handle with his hand, he took the lead to open the door and went in.

From this point of view, Bai Shou is not only a playboy, but also a man.

Song Daqi's studio is very dark. Originally, it was dark outside. There were black curtains in front of his window, so he couldn't even get through the moonlight.

Because we were standing in the corridor, and suddenly entered the dark room, our eyes couldn't adapt for a moment, and we couldn't see anything.

The moment I opened the door, a strong smell came from the studio. It was not smelly, but it was like something was moldy.

Bai Shou reached out to turn on the light, but he could only hear the sound of the switch, that is, the light was not on.

"The light's broken?" The white head murmured, and then beat several times reluctantly.

I stand at the door, the first thing is to close my eyes, my eyes can adapt to the dark as soon as possible.

When I opened my eyes again, I could see the outline of the studio clearly.

The pattern is almost the same as that of Baishou's studio. When we came in, the studio became very quiet. I don't know where the heavy impact sound just came from.

Bai Shou followed me and came in. As soon as his hand released the door handle, the door slammed behind us.

White head subconsciously to push, the result did not push away.

"What's the matter?" I went over and tried to push it. I found that the door was locked.

"It seems that there is something wrong here." Bai Shou pushed down again.

"I think it was just to bring us here." So far, I'm quite calm. Wen chuyang also said that the Yin Qi here is heavy. There must be something.

Since the door can't be opened, I'll see what's wrong here.

I took out my cell phone, turned on my flashlight, and took photos around. I could see a lot of things in this room.

When I went to the easel, I found that a general outline had been drawn on it. Although it was only an outline, I could still see a trace of strangeness from his painting style.

Besides the easel, there are still paper balls everywhere. It seems that song Daqi's creation is not very smooth.

Just as I was passing by the easel, I suddenly tripped and leaned forward.

When I leaned forward and was about to fall down, I instinctively reached out to grab the easel next to me. As a result, instead of standing still, I brought the easel down with me.

Just listen to a poop, the easel hit me, and at the same time I feel something under me.

"Millard, are you ok?" Bai Shou rushed over and took the easel off me. As soon as he wanted to reach out to help me, I saw Wen chuyang come out of the earrings and open Bai Shou's hand with a slap.

The white head's hand seemed to have been electrocuted, and suddenly drew back.

"Lady, I'll help you." Wen chuyang turned his head and looked at me with a smile. Then he helped me up regardless of whether I agreed or not.

"Just now, my hand seems to have been hit by something." White head some nervous ground says.

"It's OK. You don't have to be nervous. The ghosts here don't seem to have any malice." I crouched down to see what was tripping me.

As soon as I fell down, I felt that it was soft below. I asked why I had a large plush toy. As a result, I bowed my head and suddenly saw a pair of big eyes staring at me.

"Ah --"

Because I didn't have any psychological preparation, I jumped up subconsciously and called out unconsciously. Wen chuyang and Bai capital came to have a look.

After I calmed down, I went to see it again. I found that there was a man lying on the ground, a young woman.

She was lying on the ground, her hands tied behind her, her legs tied firmly with ropes, and her mouth was taped. She was like a mummy wrapped with ropes.

At this time, she was staring big eyes, trying to look up at me, the body still kept squirming.

I quickly squatted down, helped her up, and then tried to untie the rope tied to her, but the more anxious, the more unable to untie.

"Here are scissors." Bai Shou didn't know that he got the scissors from her, so we untied the rope tied to her and carefully uncovered the tape sticking to her mouth.

"Help me... Help me..." as soon as the tape was lifted, the woman asked me for help in a weak and hoarse voice.

"Can you stand up?" I reached out to help her, but her body was like a pool of soft mud, and she couldn't exert herself. I couldn't help her up by myself. At last, Bai Shou helped her to sit on the chair behind her.

Just as the woman was sitting in her chair, I saw a young girl standing behind her.

"Are you ok..." I said, subconsciously reaching over, but when my hand just touched the girl, the standing girl suddenly fell back and fell to the ground with a plop.

I was startled and thought about it. But I heard the woman sitting on the chair say weakly: "she's dead..."

what? I was stunned, but I didn't stop at my feet. I walked over and illuminated the girl with the flashlight on my mobile phone. Sure enough, she had become a mummy.

"What the hell is going on?" Looking at the face of the mummy with a look of horror, I asked suspiciously. Bai Shou stood behind me. After seeing the mummy, he turned his head quickly. I guess he must feel sick.

I looked up, looked around, and cried, "I know you're here. Come out."

No one answered me and nothing came out.