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Chapter(2/2)

Mu Dai originally intended to ask Cao Yanhua to pick up 10,000 yuan and hit two old punches with thick skin on his body. Unexpectedly, this ended, both guilty and funny.

For the first time in her life, she cared for ten thousand three: "Then we will watch the night later, you will go to bed."

There was a basin of water in the middle, and no one had the heart to sleep. Now it was time to sleep for granted. Who told the poisonous woman and her apprentice who killed Qiandao to plot against her?

Cao Yanhua trotted all the way and brought him a goose-vulgar pillow from the bedroom.

What a pity, the maid's life was that his neck was useless. Twelve thousand thousands of his neck moved around, and finally put the pillow behind his shoulders, lay down in a strange position, with his face hanging out, and no matter how he looked, he could not die with his eyes open.

Mu Dai sat opposite, lowered his head and tried hard to hold back his laughter. Luo Ren came over and said softly: "You sleep too, I'll just watch it tonight."

Mu Dai suddenly remembered Pinting: "What do you think of the doctor?"

Luo Ren's expression dimmed: "It's nothing serious, but it needs skin grafting."

Skin graft? At that time, it was just a small piece as thin as a cicada’s wings?

Luo Ren seemed to know what she was thinking: "No, the wound is not that simple, and a lot of blood is shed..."

"Little boss lady."

Huh? Are you calling her?

When he turned around, he still had the awkward position just now, but his expression on his face was very strange, and his eyes were staring at the basin of water in the center.

"Little boss lady, there was a bright light on the water just now."

The room suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on the basin of water.

The water surface was as quiet as if it was dead.

"No, you can't see it. It should be from my angle that I can see it. It's just a ray of light and fleeting. Or, you can turn off the lights."

It was agreed that we would not turn off the lights before, otherwise it would be dark and bright. If the human skin crawled out of the basin, it would make people's scalp numb when they thought about it.

Muyo and Luo Ren looked at each other, and Luo Ren nodded: "Close it first."

***

The darkness suddenly fell throughout the room. Kimoyo was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe. After a few seconds, she saw that a light was indeed flashing across the water.

What is it like? The lake with ripples under the moonlight? Yes, it is like a ripples, but the lights are turned on immediately, and there is no rippling on the water surface.

Just a simple bright, water shadow?

Yi Wansan shook his head, and as soon as he moved, he felt pain: "No, the location of the light I saw is different. Little boss lady, turn off the lights again and let me see it."

The lights are turned off again.

The time when the light appears is uncertain, sometimes a few seconds, sometimes a dozen seconds, each path is extremely thin, long or short, with varying positions and directions.

Muyo couldn't see any clues, it was like a messy water light.

Just when he was confused, Ten San suddenly asked Luo Ren: "Is there an automatic timed high-speed camera?"

Before Luo Ren could answer, he sighed himself: "No, it's too dark, it's not exposed enough, and it can't be photographed. If you have good equipment, you can automatically take a picture in a few seconds, and every light can be recorded, and then superimposed on the computer, you may be able to see it."

Luo Ren asked him in a deep voice: "Why?"

"Like a painting, one stroke on the left and one stroke on the right, it is not continuous, but if you have enough patience and record it one stroke after another, it must be a painting..." He suddenly became excited, "Luo Ren, please help me find paper and pen. I can see it very clearly from this angle, so I will draw it."

Well, it’s not bad. He is indeed good at drawing, and he can only draw. It’s just... blind painting, are you sure?

***

In the darkness, very occasionally, you can hear the rustling sound of the nib gently scratching the paper.

Kiyo sat on the sofa with his knees in his arms, looking at the shiny water surface in the darkness.
Chapter completed!
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