Chapter 169: Ghost Painting in Blood
"Finally reliable this time …… cage na!"
Meng Fan nodded and pondered for a moment, then he walked around the room, seemingly looking for something, saying as he did so, "That woman has lived here for a long time, and always leaves some kind of clue to tell us the truth about …… things that are indeed a bit strange. "
"Well, locking up her own daughter in the villa until she made a mess …… In my opinion, the old man's daughter was forced to die."
Octopus said, also began to rummage around the room, under the bed, closet, bathroom …… everything that may hide the secret of the place are looking for, busy half a day, until the two exhausted, but also did not find any valuable clues, everything is too clean.
"The octopus ……" Meng Fan stopped looking, took a look at the octopus and said thoughtfully, "If you were locked up in this room …… hmmm …… what would you do every day?"
The octopus blinked, looked at the room, and thought for a moment, "That …… environment of this villa is very good, I will walk in the yard every day, and play hide and seek with myself, and then well, I will also lie on the bed and watch TV, if there is internet then it's good, but unfortunately I've already searched for it, and there is no internet here. I've already searched, there's no internet here."
"Watching TV?"
Meng Fan glanced at the TV hanging on the wall, then walked over, after opening it, found that there is no signal at all, his face couldn't help but look strange, holding the remote control in his hand, and then threw it to the octopus, "…… This is also doubtful."
"Well, this remote control ……" octopus fiddled with the remote control in his hands, looking at the slightly worn buttons on it, "This remote control is clearly used for a long time, it's hard not to believe that your woman has been watching the …… no programs on TV?"
Thinking of this, the octopus straight felt a chill down his spine, unable to imagine to what extent a person would be lonely to do such a thing, afraid that only a psychopath would do so.
Meng Fan mused, his fingers tapping on the TV screen, skeptical, suddenly, he made a move that surprised the octopus and let the TV on the wall move down, revealing the wall behind the TV ……
"What?"
Seeing the wall behind the TV, the octopus was stunned, and suddenly realized that on the wall behind the TV, there wasn't even a cable TV jack, or rather there was, but it was covered by wallpaper!
With a snort, Meng Fan did not hesitate to tear down the wallpaper behind the TV, revealing the cable TV jack …… Things started to get weird.
Seeing this, the two men's gazes were condensed, and the octopus was even more jaw-dropping, "It turns out that you can watch TV, but how hasty did this wallpaper have to be pasted, and even the cable TV jack was too late to reveal it?"
"The wallpaper was put up later ……," Meng Fan's eyes showed a hint of essence, "We should have thought of it long ago, the smell of the wallpaper is very strong, and the glue on the wallpaper isn't dry . …I'm afraid it was only put up in the past two days!"
"The purpose of doing this is …… "The octopus tapped her forehead with her slender fingers one at a time, "…… to cover up something? "
"It should be, the secret should be hidden under the wallpaper." Meng Fan nodded, checked the wallpaper on the four walls, and began to tear the wallpaper, seeing that the octopus was also tearing it, he reminded, "Be careful when …… tearing it, don't destroy anything."
"Uh-huh."
The octopus nodded and started to work on cleaning up the wallpaper, as the wallpaper was uncovered bit by bit, the two people's looks were more and more shocked …… The west wall was painted with a lot of drawings, as if they were scribbled with their hands, and the handwriting was blood-red and blood-red …… as if it was painted with a finger stained with blood The two men were very surprised to see these drawings, and the faces of the two men were very confused!
Seeing these drawings, the two people looked at each other, still shocked.
"This ……" octopus after all is a girl, see such a bloody wall, the heart is difficult to get up, "…… this is also too painful! "
"The blood is still relatively fresh, it should be painted before death."
Meng Fan touched the bloodstains with his fingers and began to stare and scrutinize the drawings ……
The strokes of the graffiti were very childish, and the lines were relatively simple, like a small child had drawn them on casually, but the dye used was blood …… The blood filled the walls with a depression, a depression that was like a sharp knife stabbing out from the wall, and let people not dare to look directly at it!
Studying the order of the drawings, and looking at them together in order, they seem to tell a story ……
The first picture is a man, one hand holding a bouquet of flowers, kneeling on one knee, while the other hand is grasping a woman's hand, as if courting, although the lines are relatively simple, but you can still see that the woman sideways, with a ponytail, a shy face.
The second picture is the man is pulling the woman in running, the woman's hand on the stomach, the stomach round, should be pregnant, the two people look panicked, behind there is a few drawings of a very blurred shadow in the chase them ……
The third picture is a man and a girl holding a child's hand, look at the child's height ratio, about two or three years old …… should be from the last picture two or three years later, their faces overflowing with smiles, in front of them, it is a door decorated with flowers, the door is also painted after a wedding dress ……
The fourth picture is a sharp change in style, the man fell under the flower gate, lying in a pool of blood, the woman kneeling next to the man crying, an ugly old man holding the child, is running into the distance ……
The fifth picture, the painting style is eerie, the painting is a woman sitting in front of the window, her eyes are flowing with blood and tears, the window is also painted with vertical bars, as if she is locked in a cage!
"Sure enough …… is locked up." These paintings let the octopus touch the heart, surprisingly out of a cold sweat, the eyes again toward the last picture ……
The sixth and final picture, on the other hand, was drawn rather simply, a small person hanging from a rope, the small person's blood dripping ……
"She killed herself ……" with her small hand clasped in front of her chest, the octopus felt a little out of breath, "When she was drawing this, she was already thinking about killing herself!"
Meng Fan stood silent, and the atmosphere fell silent ……
The sunlight outside slowly moved and shone on this bloody wall, the pictures on the wall became more and more vivid, as if they were running down the wall ……
After a long time, the octopus said: "Brother Niu Ba …… These drawings are still very understandable, it seems to be saying that a girl met a man, the two unmarried children, and then eloped when the woman was pregnant, and the two gave birth to the child and raised some, but, I do not know what happened, they did not not blessed, the old man killed the man and took the child …… and the woman was imprisoned and finally couldn't stand the pain …… and killed herself …… "
As she spoke, she gently sat down on the edge of the bed, her eyes straying to the window sill, as if an image of a girl sitting on the window sill enduring pain had surfaced in front of her eyes ……
After a while, she pursed her lips, "The story is quite simple …… just too cruel! That girl should be the female corpse, and that old man should be his father …… But why did he kill that man …… to take away the child? I can't figure it out ……"
And at this time, the father of the female corpse, that old man wearing a long robe and waistcoat, dressed like an old scholar, has arrived at the Tiger Yang Guan …… In a room of the Tiger Yang Guan, that old man is speaking to a person: "Qiu Taoist Master, my daughter is dead, the scene I have also dealt with, the ghost hunting of that two people failed last night, they shouldn't have found anything …… The resentful spirit you raised should have been frightened and run back to the mausoleum ……"