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Chapter Twelve The Last Man

That afternoon, he walked into Ning Luo's home again.

If Ning Luo, the one who drew this female ghost, would there be something hidden in this house that can lift the curse?

The painting is still hanging alone in its original place. Except for the lack of the female ghost inside, there is no abnormality in other places.

Of course he could not destroy the painting. After all, he still kept it. Maybe he could expect the female ghost to return to the painting one day and never come out again. Of course, this is just his fantasy. In fact, there is almost no possibility of realization.

A Jing said it very clearly to him that the person who was premonition had no possibility of escaping with his own strength. In other words, all he faced was death. And it was not the kind of peaceful death, but death accompanied by great fear. Just thinking about it makes people feel that it was better to commit suicide.

Yue Zhen also considered suicide. But he didn't have the courage. Even though Xiao Feng was dead, even if he knew that he had not had enough time, he still didn't have the courage to commit suicide.

So...what should I do? Is there any way to survive?

He was standing on the stairs and looking at the painting. He had walked around the house, but he had never found anything. Then, he suddenly discovered something wrong.

The painting is now the scene of the study in this house. Except for the large pool of blood on the ground, everything else is normal. However, the scene in this study makes Yue Zhen more familiar, and he always feels like he has seen it somewhere. It is not in this house, but somewhere else.

He continued to approach the painting, looked carefully, and another scene popped up in his mind, and these two scenes completely overlapped!

Before, Guangming also gave him a telescope and let him see the scene of the non-existent study room of Room 401, and the study room is exactly the same as this painting! It was just that at that time, he was completely attracted by the figure protruding behind the curtain and did not notice this at all.

Do you want to go to the study room again?

Although fear eroded his heart, he also knew that if he didn't go, he would still die... In comparison, it would be better to take a gamble, maybe he could survive in a desperate situation. The hope of survival aroused in his heart, and then immediately walked upstairs and quickly came to the door of the study.

When he opened the door, he noticed the curtain on the left side of the study at the first glance. It was indeed exactly the same as what the telescope saw, and pulled the curtain open. There was a line of words written on it, which seemed to be written with a paint pen. The handwriting was a little blurred, but it could still be understood.

Then he read the line.

"To the last person: Don't collect red clothes."

Who wrote this? Who is the "last person"?

etc!

In an instant, his brain spiraled rapidly, and he began to recall what Runan An and A Jing said. He remembered that they said that the purple pupils were a symbol of natural supernatural constitution, which means that Ning Luo himself might have premonition.

But... why did Ning Luo, who has the ability to premonition, still draw paintings that would make him die? What is his purpose?

And the words left on the wall now... are they... he left a preview? It warned him who had a premonition that he would enter here in the future? If the last person was said, wouldn't he be himself?

If you connect all the clues, you can draw several conclusions. Ning Luo, who has a natural supernatural constitution, can see transparent ghosts, and the reason why the people around him continue to die has forced him to live in the crowd, live in this house, and continue to draw the ghosts he saw. But why? Why did he draw the ghosts he saw?

Since Ning Luo has the ability to premonition, he will naturally know that the paintings he painted will kill them in the future. Since this is the case, why did he draw such paintings when he moved here to live alone in order to avoid harm to the people around him? Not only did he kill himself, but his friends. Logically, this is completely unreasonable.

Then, there is only one answer that can explain all this.

Ning Luo was coerced by "something", and "that thing" kept killing people around him, threatening him to draw. Yes... in order to have a real shape through those paintings. Ning Luo is the best character, and he can draw those extremely realistic ghost paintings. It is not because he has supernatural abilities to draw those paintings, but because ghosts force him to draw.

I'm afraid Ning Luo is targeted by ghosts because of his supernatural constitution. In order to obtain an entity, he forces Ning Luo or control his body to paint. When he has a body, he can become a truly omnipotent evil spirit.

Ning Luo finally knew that he would be killed by ghosts. But he was still willing to continue painting because he hoped that the people around him could survive and not be killed by that female ghost.

No... Maybe it can't be said to be a female ghost, because the female ghost is just an image that Ning Luo painted for "that thing". In fact, nothing matters, as long as it has the entity.

Ning Luo also had a foreseeable feeling that in the future, Duan Yuezhen, the last person who was cursed, would come to this room to uncover the curtains because he noticed the study in the painting. So he left an important hint in advance to remind himself.

When he was about to be killed by a ghost, he wanted to destroy everything as much as possible, but in the end he failed. His brush and palette were probably taken away by that thing, right? If the ghost really became omnipotent, then using these two things would be enough to exist.

"Mr. Ning, thank you... If I can survive in the future, I will definitely burn paper money for you and pray that you can rest in peace..." Then, he ran out quickly!

Red clothes... Could it be the one from Xiao Feng's relics? How could it be?

He rushed out of Ning Luo's house like a flying, took out his cell phone, and ran wildly while muttering to answer the phone. Now his mother is at home, and after answering the phone, she asked her to throw away all the red clothes in the house. However, no one answered the phone.

Mom, is she...

After hanging up the phone, he quickly ran towards the nearby road, where a taxi was parked. He rushed in and asked the driver to arrive at his house as fast as possible, and it would be fine if the fare was doubled.

As the car started, he also prayed in his heart that his mother was safe and sound. Seeing the scenery beside him flashing to the back at a fast speed, he still felt that the speed was not fast enough and he really wanted to put on his wings and fly home.

When he finally arrived, he took out a 100-yuan banknote from his pocket and stuffed it directly into the driver's hand. He rushed into the apartment without asking for money. In view of Xiao Feng's death, although he was in a hurry, he still went to climb the stairs.

When he arrived at the floor where his house was, he was already out of breath, but he still didn't dare to stop. He ran to the door and shouted, "Mom, Mom! Open the door!"

Seeing that he had no reaction, he immediately opened the door with the key and ran into the house to see that his mother was not there, but she left a note saying that the unit had something to do temporarily, so he left. He then breathed a sigh of relief and then ran into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, took out the red clothes when he saw the red clothes. After a while, five or six pieces of clothes were piled up behind him. Because he liked red, there were more red clothes in the house. After taking out all his red clothes, he ran into his parents' room and took out all the red clothes from his parents in the wardrobe. Finally, he piled up a total of twelve red clothes.

Finally, he took out Xiao Feng's infrared jacket, hesitated for a while, and put it in the pile of clothes. Then, he was going to take the snakeskin bags stored at home to put all the clothes in, find a place to burn them all. In doing so, you might be able to survive.

I hope today is not his death date... As long as it is not today, he will have enough time to burn all the red clothes in his house.

After putting the fourth red dress into a snakeskin bag, he suddenly heard a strange giggle in the originally quiet room!

This made him feel creepy and fell to the ground. Then, he noticed that Xiao Feng's infrared jacket, which was placed on the top of a pile of red clothes, was the source of the sound!

Immediately afterwards, the laughter became louder, and black hair began to surge out of the collar of the coat!

At this time, he immediately stood up, picked up a chair beside him, and threw it at the pile of clothes! The chair was hitting the infrared jacket, but the hair continued to gush out. Then, a pair of blood-filled hands were stretched out at the cuff of the clothes!

"Wow, ahhhhh!" He could no longer bear it. He happened to see a plate of fruit placed on the coffee table, and a fruit knife was placed on the fruit. He immediately picked up the fruit knife, walked to his coat, and stabbed it with one knife!

Under the tremendous pressure these days, he has gone crazy. Anyway, he is dead, so he might as well fight!

His eyes were completely red at this moment. At the moment, he didn't think he had stabbed into the entity at all, but blood kept flowing out of it, as if he was really killing people, but at this moment he didn't care much about it. Even though his body was covered in blood, he was still stabbing.

Maybe he was so crazy that he didn't notice that the head and hands had already been retracted into his clothes, and now he was just stabbing an ordinary coat.

When he discovered this, he finally stopped. Then, he continued to wear red clothes.

After pulling the zipper of the snakeskin bag, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at his bloody clothes, so he took it off and replaced it again. Then he checked his body and took the snakeskin bag out to a nearby gas station to buy gasoline. The last time the gasoline was not used, but there was no car at home, so he handed it over to Guangming later, and I don’t know how he dealt with it later.

Because this is the suburb, it is not difficult to choose an open area without a man. There is a canal behind his apartment, and there are usually no people nearby. After taking the snakeskin bag to the canal, sprinkle the gasoline I bought on it, and then turn on the lighter.

"Go to hell!"

As the flames rose, he felt much more at ease. In Hong Kong and Taiwan films, the zombies seemed to be afraid of fire, and I wonder if the female ghost was afraid of it. He even worried that it would burn halfway, and the female ghost came out of the snakeskin bag. However, as the flames rose higher and higher, there was no abnormality. It seems that today is not the date of his death, right?

At dusk, the fire finally burned all the red clothes completely.

"Finally... it's over. I'm alive... I won't die..."

He fell to the ground, his face full of tears.

Ajing woke up and looked around. It was on the beach full of ghosts. Runan was lying not far away. She hurriedly ran over and woke him up and said, "Hey, hey, Runan, wake up, what's wrong?"

Runan opened her eyes and looked at A Jing. Her mind did not turn around for a moment. She looked around in confusion. Then she suddenly remembered what was going on and said, "By the way! We were tied to the ceiling of Room 401 by the female ghost's hair before, why are we here now? No matter what, I don't know what the three of them are doing now?"

Runan closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, and said, "I can't feel the existence of Luo Guangming and Zhou Feng anymore... I'm afraid they are all dead. But Duan Yue can still feel that he is still alive! But why do we wake up here? By the way, we have to contact Runli immediately and know the date of Duan Yue's real death!"

Yue Zhen sat silently in front of a pile of ashes for several hours.

Although he survived, Xiaofeng and Guangming were both dead... one was his favorite person, the other was his best friend, and they were all indirectly killed by him... And Gu Jin, he didn't have to die at all...

What should I do in the future? He will never touch supernatural things again. After graduation, he will find a job well, live actively, and wait for a girl who makes him excited like Xiao Feng to appear...

Finally, he felt relieved and stood up and prepared to go back to the apartment. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Immediately afterwards, the sharp laughter rang in his ears again!

The female ghost is not dead yet!

Suddenly, his hair stood up in horror, and he quickly ran towards his apartment, while the malicious laughter kept lingering in his ears, and he could hear it clearly no matter how far he ran.

After stepping into the small garden in the apartment area, he felt that the laughter seemed to gradually lighten, and he felt a little tired. He ran into a small pavilion and wanted to take a rest. At this time, he accidentally lowered his head, but found...

No, it's impossible!

He clearly remembered that the one he changed into when he went out was obviously a blue jacket, but at this moment, the jacket turned into a bright red like blood!

The terrifying laughter sounded again, and Yue Zhen quickly wanted to take off the coat. Who knew that one hand was stretched out from each of the cuffs and grabbed his hand tightly. Then, he felt something stretching out from the back of his neck...
Chapter completed!
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