Kanagawa Taoist College Students

Following Mingyue Yuehua all the way, we arrived at our destination, the health room on the fourth floor.

Li Xuehao followed into the health room and found that it was empty. Heiyin, the eldest wife of the health teacher, was not there.

Mingyue Yuehua walked directly to the single bed, lifted the slightly raised quilt on top, and revealed what was underneath.

With sharp eyes, Li Xuehao frowned when he saw that it was a cylindrical painting tube. The black painting tube looks very ordinary, and there are straps at both ends, so it can be easily carried on the body.

However, what is extraordinary is the thing inside the painting tube. Although I haven't seen the actual thing and I don't know what it is, but there are waves of evil aura emanating from it, I know it is not a good thing.

Fortunately, the evil aura was very weak, so weak that he wouldn't even be able to detect it if he wasn't close.

So when he saw Mingyue Yuehua picking up the painting tube and touching evil things with his own hands, Li Xuehao didn't stop her. After all, such a little evil breath couldn't harm anyone.

What he was curious about was how could Mingyue Yuehua have such a thing? And it's still hidden in the health room.

"Sister Yuehua, what is this?" Li Xuehao took the initiative to step forward and asked.

"A painting." Mingyue Yuehua opened the cover of the painting tube and took out a roll of paper. After unfolding it, it was a sketch. The content of the painting was strange and terrifying.

Although the content is a sketch, except for the lack of color, it appears lifelike.

The painting shows a bedroom with a big bed in the middle and an old man lying on the bed. The old man seemed to be seriously ill, his expression was haggard and his eyes were dull. Standing next to the bed was a little boy of seven or eight years old. The boy had a smile on his face and was holding a cup of something in his hand, ready to feed it to the old man.

Seeing this, "ancestors are kind and grandsons are filial" seems to be a very harmonious painting, and it has nothing to do with horror or weirdness.

However, this is not the whole content of the painting. I saw a head sticking out from under the bed next to the old man's bedside. It has a long neck like a snake. You can't see anything below the neck. You can tell at a glance. This is not something humans can do.

The weird head on the neck looks similar to the old man, but it has a ferocious expression and its eyes are staring at the old man, but the old man seems not to be able to see it, and the little boy beside the bed is also unaware of its existence.

What's even more terrifying is that not far behind the little boy, a tall black shadow is standing there. The shadow is hidden in a wide cloak, and his appearance is completely unclear.

The skeletal hand holds a long-handled sickle, and black liquid is constantly dripping from the tip of the sickle. This is because the sketch shows black. If there is color, it is probably red liquid. .

Death, and souls...

Li Xuehao understood the meaning of the picture. The head with the long neck was the old man's soul, and the black shadow hiding in the wide cloak was the God of Death.

This seems to be about a seriously ill old man who is on the verge of death, and the God of Death comes to harvest his soul.

Ordinary people may feel weird and uncomfortable when seeing this painting, and even the timid may not dare to look at it. Mingyue Yuehua doesn't have any psychological barriers. She has "heavy taste" in nature, and she loves this kind of black and evil paintings the most. I really don’t know how she, a girl, developed such a special hobby.

"Sister Yuehua, is this painting... yours?" After reading it, Li Xuehao asked calmly. There is nothing major wrong with the whole painting. The only thing to worry about is the faint aura of evil in the painting.

As long as there is an evil aura, it means it is harmful to the human body. However, there is too little evil aura in the painting, and it basically does not pose a threat to people.

This evil aura is probably where the painting came from. Otherwise, if it were the evil aura of the painting itself, Mingyue Yuehua would never be able to stand in front of him as lively as she is now.

"I bought this from an art exhibition." Mingyue Yuehua said as she spread the painting on the bed and pressed it down with something on both sides to prevent the painting from rolling up on its own.

"Art exhibition?" Li Xuehao couldn't help but be startled, thinking that if it was an art exhibition, then this painting would come into contact with more people, and it would be difficult to trace the specific place or person from which the evil aura "touched" it.

"Yes, it was a private painting exhibition." Mingyue Yuuka continued, "It cost me fifteen thousand yen to buy this painting. It is really amazing to say that the painter who painted this painting is a 'dead man'. The one who is resurrected."

"Resurrected from the dead?" Li Xuehao was stunned again.

Mingyue Yuhua nodded and said: "Well, it's actually a painter who has been missing for 12 years. He is not really dead. The painter's name is Nitta Saburo. He was kidnapped 12 years ago. When he was found, he only found a belt. His coat was stained with blood and he was considered dead at the time, but a few days ago, he suddenly appeared again."

"Oh?" Li Xuehao couldn't help but associate the evil atmosphere in the painting with the painter. After all, he was a man who had been missing for 12 years and "resurrected". In addition, the painting was painted by him himself, so the person he had the most contact with was He, so he is undoubtedly the biggest suspect.

"Sister Yuehua, I don't understand why you brought the painting to the academy to show me?" Li Xuehao couldn't figure this out. Mingyue Yuehua had just asked him to follow her so solemnly. It was definitely not just It's so simple to let him admire a painting. The evil aura in the painting was very weak and could not cause any harm to her. She could not detect it, but how could she think of bringing the painting to him?

"It's brother..." Mingyue Yuehua said hesitantly.

"Brother Qingjiu?" Li Xuehao immediately realized who she was talking about. Her brother, Mingyue Qingjiu, was the one who opened the door when he first visited Mingyue's house. "What happened to Brother Qingjiu?"

"Brother said that he met the painter and this painting 12 years ago." Mingyue Yuehua pointed at the sketch spread out on the bed.

Li Xuehao subconsciously touched the paper of the sketch and was sure that it was definitely not drawn 12 years ago, because the paper still looked very new and could not be a work from 12 years ago.

"Haoji, look who he looks like?" Mingyue Yuhua pointed at the little boy in the painting and said.

Li Xuehao didn't look carefully just now, but after listening to her words, he focused on the little boy's face. He suddenly felt very familiar, and then his heart suddenly moved: "Is this Brother Qingjiu?"

"Well, the boy in the painting is his brother from 12 years ago." Mingyue Yuehua nodded solemnly, then pointed to the old man on the bed and said, "This is grandpa. Grandpa was seriously ill at that time, so dad invited a painter to prepare After painting the last moments of my grandfather, the artist disappeared with the painting..."

So weird? Li Xuehao felt incredible after hearing this. Is there any connection between the disappearance of the painter and the paintings he painted?