It's a bit difficult to sign in

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When it came to the singing session, everyone felt a little bored, so Wang Xiaoxiao said casually:

"Brother, what are you planning to do in the future?"

Hearing Wang Xiaoxiao's question, Chen Lu knocked a melon seed, then thought for a while, and said:

"I haven't thought about it, let's open a studio first."

Chen Lu is a design student, and he has some ideas about design, so he said this sentence.

But in fact, he might still want to communicate with ghosts.

He didn't know why, but he was used to living a life of fear and fear. After returning to ordinary life, he felt a little boring, and even wanted to go back to the past.

The feeling of fighting side by side, trying to turn the tide, and escaping death is really memorable.

"Brother Xing, when the time comes to open a studio, you have to make clothes for me first."

"That's for sure."

Chen Lu laughed, but his heart was immersed in the thoughts just now.

Fang Chen, what are Song Xi and the others doing now?

What's going on with the sculptor's affairs now?How is the situation now?

That world is dangerous, but beautiful.

"Xiao Xiao."

Chen Lu said out loud:

"If the time comes, if you have anything to do for your brother, he will definitely help you if he can."

"I see, haven't you always been like this?"

Everyone fell silent again, and complaints about the Spring Festival Gala from time to time became the main theme.

However, suddenly, Chen Lu's face stiffened suddenly, and his heart throbbed, as if something bad was about to happen.

This feels so familiar.

"Uncle and aunt, it's eleven o'clock now, and I'm going back. I'll come back tomorrow."

"Ah? Why don't you stay here for one night?"

"No." Chen Lu shook his head and kept smiling, not wanting them to see the clue.

"elder brother?"

Wang Xiaoxiao asked, Chen Lu turned around and waved his hands, "Goodbye, I will come again tomorrow."

Wang Xiaoxiao frowned, her intuition made her feel that something was wrong with Chen Lu, but Chen Lu didn't seem to want to say it.

Chen Lu walked out of the house quickly, and then took a taxi to return to his rental house.

"Master, please drive faster."

Chen Lu was worried, and returned to the rental house after 10 minutes.

He put down the key, and immediately pushed open the bottom of his bed.

Chen Lu took out a black leather bag, and then took out a painting from it.

At this time, the ghost painting changed for the first time.

It's raining inside.

Chapter 161 Wang Dong's Dream

It is raining in the ghost painting, and the heavy rain is rushing. The boatman in the painting seems to be very anxious, anxious to find a place to shelter from the rain.

The wind and rain blowing, so that the whole painting of the landscape toppled, it looks full of dynamics.

At the same time, a line of calligraphy appeared on the nonsense.

"Bring ghosts not to speak".

This is a new mission announced.

ghosts not to speak

Perhaps the task of ghost painting has something to do with the task of the sign-in system

The sign-in system is the crime of raving, and nonsense is ghost nonsense, both of which can be related to "language", and the two should be involved.

But what kind of crime is this raving crime?

What kind of mistake did he make to qualify as the crime of raving?

With just a name, Chen Lu really couldn't get more information, and it was really difficult to get started.

After thinking for a while, Chen Lu put away the ghost painting, then checked the time, and prepared to rest.

Since neither of them gave a designated location, the best way is to stay the same and wait for the ghost to appear.

The incident did not come as planned, and now, it may be fermenting somewhere.

Ouch, why are you hungry again?

Chen Lu opened a certain yellow clothes delivery software, and ordered a midnight snack for 200 yuan.

Yes, this is for practice.

Cold weather.

Wang Dong wrapped himself in the down jacket, then took two quick steps, and hurried back to his rental house.

Wang Dong is an ordinary social animal. For the sake of money, he returned to Fengcheng just after the first three days of the Spring Festival, because it happened to be able to stagger the return peak, return to work earlier, and earn some money to pay the rent.

Every inch of gold and earth in Fengcheng can only be found by striving forward.

But chicken soup belongs to chicken soup, he is really tired recently.

Wang Dong turned on the light, and the warm yellow light illuminated the whole room, and also illuminated the dark circles around Wang Dong's eyes.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep in four days.

Ever since Wang Dong returned to Fengcheng, he couldn't sleep, and this state has lasted for four days.