Jiang Rong had another purpose for asking this question. She felt that Gui Ya was a person with stories, and she wanted to discover stories about her. What’s more, what Gui Ya was exposed to were all very strange and weird, and they were not something that ordinary people could do. Something visible.

Guiya seemed to be very worried about this sister. She did not answer the question directly, but made a very mysterious look. She raised her index finger to her lips and said "Shhh," "Sister, don't ask, they will hear it."

Jiang Rong was puzzled and said curiously: "Where are they?"

"Behind you..."

"Ah..." Jiang Rong tensed up, jumped nervously, and looked behind her in panic. There was nothing behind her. A cold wind hit her, and she shivered. In her eyes, it was empty... , she wiped off cold sweat, blamed Guiya and said: "Girl, don't scare me,"

Seeing Jiang Rong being so frightened, Guiya couldn't stop laughing with joy. She covered her stomach that hurt from laughter and said, "There really was one behind you just now. But when you turned around, it merged into the air and turned into A gust of wind blew away,"

Scared, these words frightened Jiang Rong so much that she didn't dare to stay on the roof any longer. She hurriedly cleaned up briefly and ran away. Although she was scared, she still wanted to know what the devil had done to these ghosts. How things communicate, especially the fact that ghosts will die after painting comics, has always made her want to find out.

As night fell, Jiang Rong bought brand new candles in the small town. At the same time, she also bought some autumn clothes for Gui Ya. When she saw the new clothes, Gui Ya suddenly became taciturn, her eyes were panicked, and she looked timid. , and deliberately kept a distance from her.

Jiang Rong knew without asking about Gui Ya's unusual behavior that this girl was frightened by her father. He had deceived her into trusting her with a new dress, and then brought her to this unfamiliar environment to throw away. .

Its purpose is really well-intentioned but extremely cruel.

Jiang Rong showed a quiet and gentle smile, and approached Gui Ya, "Girl, sister knows what you are worried about. I told you before, as long as you have a sister, you will have a whole day. These new clothes are all for you, sister. I won’t leave you alone, come on, put it on,”

Looking at this sister's sincere eyes and her heartfelt words, Guiya burst into tears of gratitude, but she almost didn't kneel down to express her gratitude to this beautiful sister.

Jiang Rong smiled lightly and said: "Sister, I don't want anything in return, I only have a small request."

Guiya was puzzled. She had nothing valuable except a mouth to eat. What kind of help did this sister want from me? She blinked in confusion and said seriously: "Sister, don't talk about you." The request is a hundred requests, as long as the girl can fulfill them, there will be no problem."

Jiang Rong said in surprise: "Really,"

"Um,"

"Then tell your sister who told you what you drew, and why someone died after you drew those things,"

"...This..." Guiya hesitated for a moment, looked at Jiang Rong in surprise and said, "Sister, you really want to know this,"

Jiang Rong nodded firmly, "I really want to know," as she spoke, she stroked Guiya's hair with her fingers and continued: "Girl is my sister's only relative now, and my sister is the only relative that girl can rely on, so I and I There should be no secrets between girls,"

Jiang Rong's words completely dispelled Guiya's worries.

Gui Ya told Jiang Rong that the portraits painted by her hands were actually people who were about to die, and those who told her this were the ghosts wandering between hell and earth.

As for when it started, it probably started when her father left her here and often went to the cemetery to pick up candles and food.

When Jiang Rong heard this, she was astonished. After a long time, she said, "Are you afraid?"

Gui Ya nodded and said: "Afraid... they whispered in my ears, I was afraid every time, just because of fear, so when they told me, they tried their best to draw out the fear in my heart. ,"

"Poor girl, don't be afraid. If someone like that comes to you again and tells you this, just tell your sister."

"Um,"

After that night, whenever there was a ghost nagging in her ears, the ghost would tell Jiang Rong what she heard.

After hearing this, Jiang Rong remembered it all and made it up in the comics. One day two months later, Jiang Rong, who was taking a nap, suddenly smelled a burning smell and woke up suddenly. , looked around in panic.

It was finally determined that the burning smell came from the room where the comic manuscripts were stored. Could it be that the manuscripts were on fire? It would be a disaster. Over the past many days and nights, these comic manuscripts were created with her little effort and effort. Once it's done, you must not destroy it... In an instant, thick smoke billowed out of the room where the manuscript was stored.

In desperation, Jiang Rong rushed into the inner room at all costs. Looking at the burning manuscripts, she was so anxious that she almost collapsed and rushed in. Regardless of the danger to her life, she hugged the manuscripts...

Guiya suddenly appeared behind her, looked at her worriedly and said, "Sister, you can't. You can't make this public, it will bring bad luck and retribution."

"Girl, you don't understand. These manuscripts are the capital for us to turn around in the future. From now on, sister, let you live a good life, live in a high-rise building, wear fashionable clothes, and give you a home..."

"Sister, don't do this, please let them melt into the sea of ​​fire,"

Jiang Rong, who was holding the manuscript, was very surprised when she heard Guiya's words. After thinking carefully about the inexplicable fire here, she seemed to understand something. She angrily asked Guiya: "You set this fire."

"I'm sorry, sister, I'm doing it for your own good. The stories they tell cannot appear in the world of the world, otherwise they will bring disaster to mankind,"

Jiang Rong stubbornly hugged the manuscripts she had rescued from the sea of ​​fire. Her eyes were still through the smoke, staring straight at the manuscripts struggling in the fire. She anxiously shouted to Guiya: "No, you know what's going on here." , I know, the rest is that they know that humans won’t see them, so they don’t know the stories they tell. Good girl, listen to your sister and go rescue those manuscripts that haven’t been burned yet.”

In Gui Ya's memory, Sister Jiang Rong was kind-hearted and did not have the greed and selfishness of ordinary people. But now it is unbelievable to see that she reveals her greedy and selfish nature.

"No...I won't go..." Guiya refused.

"If you don't want to go, don't stop me," Jiang Rongzhen shouted angrily.

"Sister, please leave the manuscript and leave..." Gui Ya firmly blocked the way.

"You, white-eyed wolf..."

"Sister, you have always been my sister. I have seen you in my dreams countless times. You are my sister. Please, put down the manuscript..."

"Don't waste my time, get out of the way..." Jiang Rong pushed Guiya away roughly, and was about to rush out of the door. After taking a few steps, Guiya grabbed her with her outstretched hand and turned around to give her a hug.

Slap, continue to want to hug the manuscript and leave.
Chapter completed!