One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Accidents happened to the guests who came to visit, and it happened in other cities.

But basically only once, they didn't take it seriously at first.

After all, no matter how you look at it, it is an accident, and the exhibition usually lasts for one month, plus preparations, the time for changing cities, and the time interval is long.

But here, it is already the fourth time...

Thinking about the accidents that happened before, even if they don't believe that there are those things in this world, now they still...

Not the first time it happened, it turned out to be a problem with the place.

"The exhibited works are all the same?"

"Yes. It must be the same."

The person in charge also said that the people on duty at night would occasionally hear whispers.

"Any other abnormalities?"

The person in charge thought for a while, then shook his head.

Ling Qiong asked Sheng Mingsui to watch the entire exhibition again.

Sheng Mingsui looked too young, and the person in charge didn't really believe him.

But there is no loss in letting him take a look. Thinking so, the person in charge accompanied him to watch.

Sheng Mingsui and Ling Qiong only watched half of it just now, and now it will take a lot of time to continue watching.

…

"this painting……"

Sheng Mingsui stopped in front of a painting.

It was a portrait of a very beautiful woman with a sweet smile and gentle eyes.

There is nothing strange about this painting as a whole, but looking at the eyes of the person in the painting for a long time, it gives people a feeling of depression.

It seems that there is a vortex that can suck people into it.

Ling Qiong said that the painting was full of Yin Qi.

The person in charge followed Sheng Mingsui's finger and looked over, "Oh, this is Mr. Gu Yi's work."

Sheng Mingsui: "Is it Mr. Gu who was very famous a few years ago?"

"Yes, that's him." The person in charge sighed, full of regret, "After getting married, I heard that his wife didn't like his painting, so he rarely produced any works."

According to the fame of this artist at the time, if he insisted on painting.

There must be a higher achievement now.

Pity……

The person in charge seemed to think of something, "Speaking of which, this painting was put in later, and the person in the painting is Mr. Gu Yi's wife."

Sheng Mingsui: "Did the accident start after this painting was put in?"

Person in charge: "This..."

He really didn't pay attention.

The person in charge checked the time when the painting was put in, and then asked the people below about the time when the accident happened for the first time.

"Yes, yes, the first accident happened after this painting was put in."

The person in charge swallowed, "It's this painting... Is there any problem?"

Lingqiong only felt Yin Qi in the painting, but no evil spirit.

I don't know if it's because of hiding or something else.

So let Sheng Mingsui stay until night to see.

Sheng Mingsui: "..."

He did not want! ! !

"It's okay brother, I will control my body when the time comes." Ling Qiong comforted him, "Just sleep."

"..."

In the past, Lingqiong used his body to get out after he fell asleep, he didn't know it at all.

But today is different! !

…

The people who watched the exhibition left one after another, and the art gallery became even more quiet.

Sheng Mingsui crossed his arms with both hands, and seemed to be thinking about something, but in fact he didn't dare to move.

Ghosts are really scary!

Sheng Mingsui used the greatest courage to not leave.

The person in charge didn't dare to leave, fearing that something might happen, so he brought two security guards with him.

The lights in the entire exhibition hall were turned off, only the emergency lights were on, the light was weak, and the surrounding paintings became inexplicably weird.

From more than nine o'clock in the evening until almost early morning, nothing unusual happened.

The security guard and the person in charge were very sleepy and yawned aside.

Sheng Mingsui leaned against the wall to give himself a sense of security.

Just when everyone was about to fall asleep, there were sounds all around.

Sheng Mingsui woke up first.

As soon as he turned his head, he met the person in charge who was also terrified, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Sheng Mingsui's body was already stiff, and his face became ugly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, it was Ling Qiong who forcibly controlled Sheng Mingsui's body and looked away first.

The voice was very soft, like someone hiding in a corner, talking in a low voice.

In the middle of the night, it was creepy to hear, and the hairs stood on end.

"I gonna go see."

Ling Qiong spoke to the person in charge and walked towards the place where the voice came from.

The sound was getting closer and clearer.

"Why……"

"Why……"

"Why……"

Ling Qiong heard the content of the voice and kept repeating these three words.

Turning a corner, Lingqiong saw a woman in red squatting in the corner, she hugged her knees, and kept saying 'why'.

The woman in red turned her back to her, unable to see her face clearly.

Ling Qiong looked around, moved her hands and feet, and then rushed over without warning, grabbing the woman in red by her hair.

The woman in red was startled and turned her head.

It was a skinless face, bloody and extremely scary.

Afraid that she would scare Zaizai, Ling Qiong pushed her head back against the wall, very rudely.

Evil Spirit: "!!!"

Where did the evil spirit think that the other party was not frightened, but instead rudely pushed her against the wall.

Ling Qiong's hand suddenly emptied.

The evil spirit is gone.

The evil spirit disappeared without a trace, and Lingqiong couldn't even feel the yin energy.

In the entire art gallery, the only thing that has a dark air is that painting.

But there are no evil spirits in the painting.

"How is it?" The person in charge ran over with security guards, "Have you caught it?"

"ran away."

"Run... ran away?" The person in charge swallowed, "Then... what should I do?"

Ling Qiong pondered for a while: "Burn the painting."

"No... no way!!" The person in charge refused.

This painting is not his, so it can be burned wherever it can be said.

To burn a painting, you must get the consent of the owner of the painting.

…

The evil spirit was so rudely smashed against the wall by Ling Qiong, and he will definitely not come out again in a short time.

The person in charge disagreed with the burning of the painting, and Ling Qiong had no choice.

Ling Qiong and Sheng Mingsui left first.

But the next day, Sheng Mingsui received a call from the person in charge, saying that a person had died.

The man didn't know where he came from. The security guard checked in the morning and found him nailed to the wall.

Blood flowed all over the wall.

In the eyes of some people, it is estimated that it is still a very artistic way to die.

The site was cordoned off, so you can't just go in.

The person in charge had the key, and after the police had finished collecting the certificates and everyone had left, they notified Sheng Mingsui and opened the back door for him.

It is said that the man entered in the middle of the night, has a criminal record, is a habitual thief, and has been wandering around here for a long time.

I found an opportunity last night and slipped in.

Who would have thought to die in it.

There was a smell of blood in the art gallery, and there were still blood stains on the walls of the crime scene.

Sheng Mingsui was uncomfortable seeing this scene, his stomach writhed, and he had the urge to vomit.

Sheng Mingsui walked quickly to the side and slowed down for a while.

"Yes...was that evil spirit doing it?" Sheng Mingsui asked Ling Qiong in a low voice.

"Um."

She felt the yin left on the wall.

Exactly the same as that painting.

——Ten thousand krypton is empty——

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