The sky is a little dark, and the clouds are pressing down low, making people feel a little depressed.

The vehicles on the crowded and narrow streets were honking desperately, and the pop music in the promotional shops on both sides also joined the ranks of the ranks of the sensation.

Lan Ruo was so angry that she threw the painting in her hand that she could not stick it. She walked to the window and took a look at the bustling and noisy street, and closed the window in a dull manner.

This world is really terrible!

I thought to myself with a depressed heart, turned around and sat down again, looking at the paintings unfolded on the table. This was the harvest of shopping yesterday - a fake that someone forced me to buy, and I don’t know if it was imitated from that dynasty?

It was a picture of a lady. On the slightly yellowed rice paper, a beautiful woman dressed up stood among the blooming flowers, holding a strange flower of a half-open black flower in her hand, nodding her head and sniffing.

Behind the woman, she could clearly see the staggered water pavilion platform. The outline of the building was faintly revealed between the tall and lush trees, which was composed of round and pointed shapes. The brushwork of the whole painting was delicate and smooth. If it were not for the dazzling crack on the left, it could be said that this was a very perfect work. Even if it was a fake, the imitation of the person can be seen.

The crack was accidentally made by Lan Ruo, which was also the reason why she was forced to buy it. However, Lan Ruo swore that before she reached out to touch the painting, it cracked itself, creating a mark of artificial destruction. In the end, of course, it was unreasonable and bought it obediently.

"Dingling, Dinglingling..."

The phone rang out at the right time.

Lan Ruo frowned, and it must be his mother who urged me to go home again. Since Mu Yipan broke up with a rich sister and I, my mother urged me to go home whenever I have time, for fear that I would not be able to think about it. Haha! I have already let go of that relationship.

As she got up, her feet were numb because she sat for too long. She staggered, and she reached out and quickly held the table, but fortunately she didn't fall down! But a glass of water on the corner of the table swayed a few times and poured it out. The water splashed out and flowed quickly to the painting.

I lifted it up, but fortunately I just found a little bit and was about to wipe it. But a strange situation occurred. The flowers in the woman's hand slowly bloomed, layer by layer, as if they were still emitting a strange light.

Seeing this strange scene, Lan Ruo rubbed her eyes and thought she was dazzled. But after she took her hand away, the black flower was still there, looking at her with a grand smile.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Lan Ruo thought about it and stroked it with his hand. A powerful suction came from the black flower on the painting, drilling into her body through her fingers, as if she was peeling off and pulling away something inside her body.

Lan Ruo opened her frightened eyes and had no time to call for help. After a severe pain, she lost consciousness.
Chapter completed!