I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 212 A Portrait With Only White Eyes
"You kids are just cowards, it's just a photo. As for being scared like this, old man, I'm not like you when I saw it."

Seeing the reactions of Peng Yuchang and Wang Shicong, Ye Qing couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Look at the performance of these children, they are really cowardly.

However, this photo is really eye-catching.

Especially the portrait, he even felt disgusted at a glance.

Except for the whites of the eyes and the blank space around the edges, the thing is just a black shadow.

Can't see anything.

I don't know how the wheel squatting people are so embarrassed to send this photo to him.

"You know that it's you. According to your old aesthetic standards, you will only find it disgusting and not frightening."

Peng Yuchang shifted his gaze aside, not daring to look at the portrait.

Everyone in this world will be afraid, but the old man will not.

Because the old man was originally a person who did not have any counsel in his life.

And knowing that the person in the photo is himself, the old man will definitely not be frightened.

But it's really embarrassing for the old man.

That photo carried the affection for him, the old man didn't want to dislike it, let alone throw it away.

"I really hate it, otherwise I wouldn't throw it in the attic."

Ye Qing looked at the photo on the cushion, the corners of his mouth curled up in disgust.

The more he looked at it, the more he wanted to go back to that era, find out the people who used portraits for group photos, and beat them up severely.

What kind of bad idea is this fucking out of the net.

I don't know what to think, I know this photo is hard to look at, but I still want to send it to him.

"What's the picture like?"

Listening to the conversation of several people, Zhang Zifeng was curious and wanted to take a look, but also remembered his grandfather's reminder.

It set her curiosity all the way, but she couldn't look.

Since she didn't read it, she should just listen to the description.

"What about the female ghost in the horror movie in Bangzi Kingdom, that's what the old man in the portrait looks like."

Wang Sicong said, turning his eyes to other places, and took a sip of tea from his cup to suppress his shock.

The person who can think of sending this kind of photo to the old man is really amazing.

If he wasn't in the same era, he really wanted to meet the person who came up with such a good idea.

The brain circuit of that person is not ordinary.

If this old man was timid, he would have been sent away long ago when he saw the photo given his age of a hundred years.

What kind of photo is that, it is simply a horror movie that urges death.

"..."

Hearing this, Zhang Zifeng recalled the appearance of the female ghost in Bangzi Kingdom in his mind, and asked with a frown:

"This photo was taken like this, why did they send it to you? Isn't this intended to scare you?"

The female ghosts in that horror movie have only the whites of their eyes and no pupils.

No wonder they were all frightened just now.

Fortunately, Grandpa reminded her not to look at it, otherwise she would have been scared to death.

But those people from the academy sent such scary photos to grandpa?

What kind of mind does this have?

If Grandpa hadn't been bold, he might have had a myocardial infarction when he saw the photo.

"It's not intentional. I think this photo was originally used to commemorate friendship, but I didn't expect the effect to be like this. The reason why I sent it to the old man is probably because they didn't send it to the old man. The person who was frightened might be they themselves."

Wang Sicong said with the corner of his mouth slightly hooked.

The person who drew the portrait of the old man probably didn't expect that this photo would be so horrifying.

Throw it away, they also feel that it is a pity, after all, cameras in that era have not been popularized yet.

That's why I chose to send the photo to the old man, so as not to scare the students by leaving the photo at school.

"It makes sense."

Peng Yuchang nodded in agreement with Wang Sicong's words.

There is nothing wrong with what Wang Sacong said.

If such a photo is left in the academy, the teachers would know that it is the old man, so they wouldn't be so scared.

But for those students who didn't know it, it would be strange if they didn't get scared to death when they saw it.

Thinking about that scene made him feel both creepy and funny.

"When you say it, even the old man, I feel compelled to agree."

Ye Qing heard Wang Sicong's words, and turned his gaze to the photo thrown on the cushion.

Although the child's words were full of hurt, he really couldn't refute.

The sudden look at this photo is indeed quite scary.

He said how those people would think of sending him such an ugly photo, and the co-author thought it was too scary, so he handed it over to him.

soon.

The three people on the ladder took the things in the attic down.

There were five photographs, a sketched portrait, and a box of letters on the table.

"I have to say, your photos and portraits are really..."

Huang Lei looked at the several photos placed and shook his head before finishing his sentence.

He only dared to add secretly in his heart, this is really frightening to death, what kind of stuff are they filming.

If it weren't for the original sketch in the photo I saw in the attic just now.

Otherwise, if he was killed, he wouldn't even believe that the portrait in the group photo was the old man.

Although the portraits in other group photos were finally replaced with oil paintings, it was still a bit scary in the black and white photos at that time.

"Okay, quickly throw those photos aside, it's an eyesore."

The more Ye Qing looked at it, the more disgusted he was. After finishing speaking, he said to Zhang Zifeng, who was covering his eyes with his hands, and wanted to look but didn't dare to look:

"Girl, if you want to sleep well at night, you should sew your fingers tight."

This girl really doesn't keep the saying that curiosity killed the cat in her heart.

Just by hearing Da Lei's reaction, she should know that this photo is not suitable for her to see, and she even wanted to take a sneak peek.

When he received the group photo, he immediately threw it into the interspatial ring in disgust after seeing it, and never looked at it again.

After returning here, he took it out and threw it in the attic.

But unexpectedly, this photo can be seen again today.

"The more you don't let her see it, the more curious she will be, just like Peng Zi."

He Jiong looked at the way Zhang Zifeng covered his eyes immediately after hearing the old man's words, and said with a smile, while placing the photos on the table upside down by the wall one by one in his hand.

Their mushroom houses have nothing in common, only their curiosity is absolutely consistent.

"I knew you were deliberately tricking me."

When Peng Yuchang heard Teacher He's words, he instantly understood.

Teacher He knew that he was very curious, so he tried to trick him.

In the entire Mushroom House, except for the old man and Zhang Zifeng, there are really pits one by one, and it is difficult to bear together.

"I'm a kind person, don't wrong me."

The smile on He Jiong's face deepened a little, and he opened the small wooden box beside him, and took out the letter inside.

But after reading a few letters, he frowned slightly, and took out some more to check.

Some of these letters have really never been opened.

Thinking of this, he raised his head suspiciously and asked:

"Huh? Old man, you haven't even opened some of these letters?"

"In this pile of letters, except for the ones sent to me five years after I left the school, all the others were given by those who co-founded the school and some students when I left the school."

Ye Qing glanced at the letters on the table and continued:
"There should be twenty or so of the unopened ones. I didn't bother to read them and let them stay in the box."

He felt that he didn't need to read these letters to get a rough idea of ​​what was inside.

It was nothing more than complaining to him.

After all, when he left back then, those people seemed to have tears in their eyes.

So since the content of the letter has already been guessed, there is not much to see about the letter.

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