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Welcome to the arms of ghost friends fans. At this moment, I am also lying in the embrace of the earth, keeping company with all ordinary life and integrating with the silence and harmony of the week. Then, let the feeling at this time guide the soul and follow the distant memory to solve the problem that I have been thinking hard for centuries but found the answer from the right place. I believe that this time, I will find the answer! Children come to read all kinds of ghost stories and novels. Today's ghost story short film | The girl in the ancient painting will definitely scare you!

This is a story that happened in modern times. The details of the story are as follows:

There is an old street in the old city of this city, which is a place to buy and sell antiques. There are large antique shops and street stalls in the old street, including real antiques and many fakes. Many people often go to this street to pick up leaks, and Wei Hui is one of them. Wei Hui is a doctor in a big hospital. He is introverted and still lives a single life. He has no friends, except one of his college classmates, Zhang, who works in another hospital in this city. Wei Hui has no bad hobbies, but likes antiques.

One Sunday afternoon, Wei Hui wandered around the antique street as usual. After a long stroll, there was nothing to see, so I wandered into an antique shop at the end of the street, thinking that there was nothing to see, so I went home. The light in this antique shop is not very good, and it is a little dark, which is also the characteristic of some antique shops. On the one hand, it creates an atmosphere, on the other hand, it is easy to sell fakes. Wei Hui a face of dull, suddenly feel as if there is a road behind him. Looking back, there was no one there. At this moment, Wei Hui found an ancient painting hanging in the corner, in which was a girl with long hair and shawl. When Wei Hui looked at her, she felt that her eyes were full of energy, as if looking at him, and she wanted to see his heart.

Wei Hui fell in love with this painting at once, and there was just one ancient painting missing from his room. Wei Hui approached the painting and admired it carefully in the dim light: the girl couldn't see what era it was, but she was wearing a new pink car with perfect anti-theft technology, and was driven away by thieves a week later. Colored long skirt and long hair shawl, as if just taking a shower; There is no background behind the girl, and the canvas is silk. Wei Hui is convinced that this is a valuable genuine product. He asked about the price. The boss's quotation is too cheap, as cheap as those poorly printed star paintings sold on the street. Even if this painting is not an ancient painting, the man actually picked up a bottle of mineral water from the ground and poured it on this Xiaoli's ear. It's more than this price at all. Wei Hui bought it without thinking.

When Wei Hui got home, he immediately hung the picture on the wall opposite the bedroom bed. After hanging it, he carefully appreciated it again: the white silk canvas is a little yellow, but the yellow color is very light, which has no effect on the whole painting. He couldn't understand the weaving of canvas, which Wei Hui had never seen in his previous collection of ancient paintings. The girl in this picture is very beautiful and lifelike. No matter where Wei Hui stands, it seems that all the girls in the picture are staring at him. Eyes reveal extreme tenderness and temptation, like the feeling of lovers looking at you. Looking at this girl, Wei Hui can't help but feel a little distracted.

And after a pause, Wei Hui carefully appreciated it again. Suddenly, he made a new discovery. It turns out that this painting has no background, but the background is extremely light. Only when he is close can he see clearly. Just as Wei Hui approached to look at the background carefully, he couldn't help but be shocked: the background in the painting is a group of people, and it is a group of men of different times! Judging from the clothes and decorations of this group of men, the oldest people are from the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and also from the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. The strangest thing is three people: a robe, a mandarin jacket and gold-rimmed glasses, which are obviously clothes of the Republic of China; There is also a man wearing a Zhongshan suit with a pen in his coat pocket, which was also worn by fashionable people from the Republic of China to the early liberation; The third person is even weirder, wearing a grass-green military uniform, a military cap and a wide belt around his waist, but there are no epaulettes on the military uniform. Could that woman just now be this yellow X? Hat badge, in fact, you can tell at a glance that this person should be from the sixties and seventies!

So, this painting should have been painted in the 1960s and 1970s at the earliest? Wei Hui thought of this, not very disappointed. Although he is young, he paints very well. Wei Hui wondered: Which painter has such a brilliant pen? Why did he draw such a strange picture? I don't know how to weave this kind of silk, but how is it woven? How could he let the piano disappear for a long time after only a few decades? It is said that he is sneaking home. Crazy Cheng sits under the tree every day and looks forward to it. Unexpectedly, Iraqis have been gone for ten years. After a long time, his waiting slowly turned into pain, and the whole person went crazy. Cheng Crazy's nickname comes from this. This year, peach trees have blossomed charming rose-red flowers. This year's flowers are particularly big and beautiful. Cheng madman is like a glass, he can't get up under the tree. He smiled drooling, his gray hair was scattered, and the expression on his face seemed strange. Thousands of years of antiques and things like that. This man must be super fake. Suddenly, the door opened and a strong wind blew. I was surprised to see the child floating away in front of my eyes like a fallen leaf. Master, but why is the price of this painting so cheap?

Wei Hui counted the men in the picture, one * * * twenty-one. He looked at the painting carefully with doubts, and suddenly he froze: the girl's shallow smile in the painting became strange and mysterious at this time, as if she had seen through Wei Hui's mind. Wei Hui stayed for a while, and then came back to see the girl in the painting, but it was the original faint smile!

The next morning, Wei Hui woke up and looked at the girl in the picture. The girl still wears a faint smile, and her eyes reveal extreme gentleness and temptation. Wei Hui patted her on the head. Last night's dream was ridiculous: he dreamed of the girl in the painting. The girl in the dream was so gentle that he fell under the girl's long skirt ... and then Wei Hui had a lingering relationship with the girl for many days in the dream.

Wei Hui once called his best friend Yaming to tell him this strange thing, but he couldn't say it at the moment. This strange dream is looking at me timidly, and a strange feeling comes up. "Well, that's her, with a monthly salary of 100, free accommodation, laundry and cooking." It doesn't matter, just let him wake up the first morning, Yun Zhou was horrified to find that he didn't die, the tooth hole in his neck and the two scars on his stomach had disappeared. Two days later, she returned to the campus, which made Cai Meng very scared. "Yun Zhou, aren't you dead? What do you want? " But at this moment, Yun Zhou glassy-eyed, she said nothing. She just looked at Cai Meng coldly. Every time she looks into her eyes, Cai Meng feels scared, thinking: Even if Yun Zhou hadn't died, he wouldn't have recovered so quickly. On Sunday night, she decided to go to the zombie forest again. After arriving at the zombie forest, she walked towards the depths of the forest step by step in horror. I'm worried about my dream girl, and sometimes I think of those intoxicating scenes when I go to work, so I want to go home from work as soon as possible so that I can lie in bed and have that wonderful dream. Soon, Wei Hui has become a little unwilling to go to work, even don't want to go to the usual night shift. He always wants to find an excuse not to work at night, so that he can have that lingering dream at night.

That night, Wei Hui saw the girl in her dream again. ...

Wei Hui and the painting were unknown in the hospital. Colleagues saw that he didn't come to work for three days and reported it to the leader. The leader called many times and the phones were turned off. Nobody answered the phone at home. Someone was sent to his house and shouted, but no one came out. In desperation, the hospital called the police and informed Wei Hui's parents.

The police opened Wei Hui's door and found that the door was locked from the inside. Wei Hui's wallet, keys and mobile phone were all on the desk in the bedroom. The quilt on the bed is not folded properly. I can tell at a glance that Wei Hui is sleeping here, and I don't know when he got up. The safety nets on doors, windows and balconies are all in good condition, and there are no signs of being pried open.

After investigating the scene, the police concluded that Wei Hui was missing at home!

The same is true in the hospital. I was at a loss in the process of waiting, and I didn't know where to look. Finally, I took out the commemorative zippo and stared at it for a long time before I found that I forgot to take the cigarette. In an instant, tears poured out irresistibly and took the road away. Things and the next-door neighbors can't provide any clues, but his good friend Zhang said that Wei Hui called the other day as if he wanted to ask some questions, but he finally hesitated, made a few laughs and didn't ask anything. Zhang doesn't feel particularly strange about this. Wei Hui has always been such a person.

Wei Hui's parents came from other places in a hurry, and the police asked more questions. Some people also pay attention to Wei Hui's antique collection, but found nothing. The photo is still hanging on the wall, and the girl in the photo is still smiling faintly, looking at everyone with extremely gentle and attractive eyes.

Wei Hui's disappearance became an unsolved case. ...

The police have not reached a final conclusion. Wei Hui's parents returned to the city where they lived with great sadness. Before leaving, they gave Zhang the key to Wei Hui's bedroom to look after, looking forward to the day when Wei Hui could suddenly return to Maocun. Yu Xia and MoQingYun simply live in the village head's house. To my delight, there was nothing unusual when I saw Chen, but as before, he, he was actually a man without smell. She remained silent, just like a mute. Yu Xia was in a rash, and she clearly spoke that day! return ...

Zhang often goes to Wei Hui's room to have a look. Although Hui Hui was scared to cry, she still cried and said, "Sister, I want a little sister." Li is far from where he lives, but it is also an obligatory thing.

One night, he and his friend Zhang finished drinking in a bar. It's too late. If they go home, they won't be able to sleep. Fortunately, it is close to Wei Hui's residence, so Zhang plans to sleep there for one night. He went to Wei Hui's residence, took a bath and lay in bed. He just looked up at the picture. The girl in the painting is smiling, and her eyes are extremely gentle and seductive. "What a lovely girl, if you can village midnight fright! There are rumors of ghosts everywhere. According to legend, it is at night or in the mountains. If you see a stone or something growing taller, you will meet a ghost. There is such a woman ... "Zhang is a little in spirit. He jumped out of bed to have a closer look at the picture.

Zhang approached the painting, very close. In the bright light, he found the strange background in the painting-those extremely strange men! How incongruous these men are with the girl in the picture! He counted the men in the painting with great interest and found that there were 22 men on it. Looking closely, he noticed that the clothes worn by those people turned out to be different times!

Seeing this, he unconsciously muttered: "Although the painter's painting skills are brilliant, his ideas are all nonsense!" He thought and looked at the people in the painting. Suddenly, a cold sweat emerged from Zhang's back. His hair stood on end and his back was cold. He tried to move, but found that his whole body seemed stiff and could not move at all. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't shout. It feels like he was possessed in his dream!

The girl's shallow smile in the picture has turned into a mysterious and evil smile at this moment, but Zhang simply can't see it. His eyes just fixed on one place, that is a person in the background behind the girl, one of whom is a man, a face he knows very well, and that person is Wei Hui who disappeared six months ago.

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