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Chapter 119 Draw a little girl

In front of the propaganda wall at the entrance of the village.

The girl stood at the end of the white wall again, staring blankly at the blank wall.

She had seen the legendary "Green Faced Fang" last night, but she really couldn't draw it.

She remembered that the monster was pitch black, seemed to have many limbs, and many mouths, with the largest mouth on its belly, and a pair of red eyes, but she had no memory of how those things were put together.

When I think about it even a little bit, my head feels sore and nauseated.

I opened my phone and looked at it. The black mess inside was a mess, and it was even blurrier than the image in my mind.

The girl scratched her hair with a headache.

This morning was not peaceful. The fields were noisy, and the noise coming from everywhere made her unable to concentrate on painting. She always felt like her head was about to explode, and her thinking was in chaos!

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind and patted her shoulder, and the girl suddenly came back to her senses.

When the cool breeze came in the morning, she felt her mind became clearer.

The girl turned around and saw the village chief holding the little girl, a rough and strong man and a soft and cute little girl. This lineup was a bit contrasting.

"Village, village chief?" The girl exhaled and greeted awkwardly.

"You just..." Xu Shuo pointed to her face and calmly said very scary words: "A mouth grew on her face, her hair turned into tentacles, and black gas was still coming out of her body. Are you...

Thinking of something weird?"

"???" The girl looked shocked.

This frightened her so much that she quickly touched her face and hair, and then found that nothing happened. Her face was still smooth and her hair was still smooth.

Xu Shuo smiled again and said, "I lied to you."

Girl: "..."

This kind of thing is not funny at all!

The detective's death last night was still vivid in her mind. The flesh and blood that had been chewed by monsters were spit out from her mouth. The thought of it made her sick. She had a psychological shadow on such strange things!

Moreover, the village chief saved her last night, but she turned around and betrayed a lot of news about the village to the female reporter. Now she feels a little guilty.

The girl held the brush tightly and asked awkwardly: "Village chief, are you looking for me for something?"

"You still don't know how to draw?" Xu Shuo said, gesturing to the white wall behind him.

This wall is a way of promoting the village. Many tourists who come for outings like to take photos and check in below. It seems that it is about to become an Internet celebrity attraction.

There is no doubt about the female painter's skill. Starting from the starting point of the village archway, the gorgeous colors, distorted painting style, and fragments of the picture have vividly interpreted the weirdness of the "green-faced fangs", leaving only the last step to reveal the true identity.

The original construction period was two months, and it will be completed at the end of this month, and the acting village chief has also paid his remuneration.

But she got stuck.

The character cards that Xu Shuo turned over in the script this time have only made a little progress so far, so he wanted to urge the female artist to finish drawing them quickly and then take a look at them.

In fact, the girl also wanted to speed up the progress, and said distressedly: "I can't remember what the monster looked like last night."

Xu Shuo narrowed his eyes: "Can't you just follow the statue in the field?"

When the girl saw this, she shook her head violently in rejection, looked at him with some vigilance, and took two steps back to protect the white wall behind her.

The meaning of "real" in the mission is not that simple. If she could just draw one, would the mission require two more words to be typed out?

Xu Shuo put one hand on his chin and thought for a while, then leaned the girl he was holding forward, his expression softened and he said with a smile: "How about you draw her?"

The little girl was eating a lollipop and blinked her eyes when she heard the words and looked over with curiosity on her face.

The girl's head hurt again, and she insisted: "No, I want to draw a real 'green-faced fangs', but this is the only thing I can't do casually!"

Her meaning has been very obvious. This is a mission and must not be compromised!

"If you think I have delayed it for too long, no matter what, I will give you all the rewards!" The girl thought for a while, then plucked up the courage to say, "I don't want a cent!"

It's not her money anyway.

And the reward for the painting has been returned to you, so you can’t blackmail me with this anymore, right?

Thinking of this, the girl praised her wit.

Xu Shuo looked at her funny and said, "Now that you can't remember what you saw last night, how are you going to draw it? Do you want to go see it again tonight? I won't accompany you."

The girl was stunned. She thought about it, and her face turned pale the more she thought about it. No, she really didn't want to come into contact with that weird monster anymore!

Moreover, she actually knew exactly what the monster would look like in her memory, but she just couldn't draw it and didn't know where to start.

Xu Shuo came closer to her, staring at the girl with his deep eyes. His deep and slow voice seemed to be bewitching, and he said faintly: "How about you, why don't you just believe me once and draw this little girl."

It was related to her script task. The panicked girl still had some sense and quickly shook her head and retreated.

"If you don't paint, then I will tie you up and paint myself!" Xu Shuo suddenly threatened viciously: "This is my wall anyway!"

"..." Girl.

Originally, everyone was a reasonable person, but you were unreasonable.

At this time, two police cars drove up the road leading outside the village. Although the villagers were very reluctant to call the police, they still did so.

Xu Shuo put away the expression on his face and said calmly: "Forget it, you can continue to think about it yourself, but I suggest you not to think too deeply, so as not to follow in the footsteps of the detective, because what I said before was not a joke.

"

After he finished speaking, he hugged the little girl and turned around to leave.

The girl glanced at the policeman coming over, and then at the man's back. She looked back in a daze.

That sentence before?

Following in the footsteps of a detective?

Wait, the girl suddenly came back to her senses, and quickly touched her cheek and hair, her heart beating wildly.

Did she really mutate just now?

No wonder she always felt a little swollen and painful in her brain just now. Was she really contaminated by that monster last night?

The more the girl thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her face turned pale.

At this time, the police car drove nearby and stopped beside her.

When the policeman sitting in the passenger seat saw a girl standing here who was chattering, he couldn't help but asked with concern: "Hello, are you okay?"

The girl came back to her senses, lowered her eyes and shook her head: "No, I'm fine."

"This is Qingliu Village, right? You don't look like someone from the village?" the policeman asked again.

"Well... I am the painter invited by the village chief." The girl lowered her head, her figure was slightly thin in a floral skirt, and she looked very introverted.

"oh oh!"

The policeman suddenly realized. He looked at the dozens of meters long painting wall, then looked at the painting brush in the girl's hand, and said with admiration: "So these were all painted by you, then you should be quite aware of things in this village."

Are you familiar? We received a report that someone had an accident last night?"

"Yeah." The girl pointed cautiously at the fields not far away.

Some villagers also saw the police car and came over quickly, as if they were afraid that she would say something.


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