[BL] I Wasn't Born Lucky (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 168

The reincarnators present-except for Ye Zeqing and Zheng Yi, had no special knowledge of Xiao Li's drawing skills. After seeing the ghost, they thought that Hercule's drawing skills were good. They thought that he really had enough skill to impress ghosts so they didn't understand why this bigshot was walking out of the gallery so quickly. Looking closely, he was in such a hurry...

However, as someone who knew everything, Xiao Li d definitely didn't want to stay to see his masterpiece. Bloody Mary was the one who loved to watch. As a normal person, he didn't have this strange hobby. Therefore, he almost ran out of the painting gallery.

Due to the agreement, the door this time had changed from canvas to reality and they walked out with ease. It was just in time. Xiao Li hadn't gone far away when he heard the painting ghost's angry roar behind him. "Ahhhhhhh-Hercule!"

There were also a few vague curses mixed in because he was too angry about being cheated.

The others, "......?"

What was going on? Didn't Hercule paint something for the ghost? What did he paint that made the ghost cry out so miserably? Xiao Li was already used to this and he was blind to the other people's suspicious eyes. He just stood on the spot and touched his chin. Why did he feel like this scene was a bit familiar? Was it the same background sound as the first few exhibition halls?

This wasn't very good. He had to pay attention in the future. He was clearly a good and upright young man but now he seemed to have become a big villain.

Xiao Li shook his head and continued forward while unrolling the painting given to him. Ye Zeqing and the others immediately responded when they saw the situation. They formed a circle and used their mobile phones or flashlights to shine it on the painting in Xiao Li's hand.

The hint to life given by the ghost was clearly displayed in front of everyone. The white canvas was dotted with transparent drops of water and in the centre was a person. It might be far-fetched to call it a person. They looked very strange. It was unknown if they were a man or a woman from the facial features. There was no hair in the painting, only a dry face. The face was distinctly half and half. The left half was smiling while the right half was crying. It looked like Buddha and a demon at the same time.

It was obviously just a painting but due to the artist's vivid craftsmanship, it looked lifelike. At first glance, it was like this person was standing in front of them.

Zheng Yi was the first to express his opinion. "...Just this? What does this broken painting mean?

"Even if there aren't many words, it is better to write down a few words. What can we guess from this type of broken painting?"

Ye Zeqing first glanced at Zheng Yi with disdainful eyes, as if being with this person had reduced his own left. Then he touched his chest with one hand and spoke coldly, "Why don't you say it is better to write the answer and send it to you directly?" He paused before continuing, "Could this be a metaphor? For example, this Paradise is a normal amusement park during the day and a haunted place at night? Therefore, day and night have different forms."

"There is this possibility." Fu Guangbo's eyes lit up when he heard Ye Zeqing's words. He immediately rubbed his hands together with excitement. He tried to touch the painting and found that the paint had completely dried. He thought for a moment before saying, "However, it doesn't make sense. As night guards, our duty is to patrol at night. Don't we have to obey?"

Chen Jinghan, who wasn't very talkative, glanced at the people in front of her and suddenly interrupted. "Could it be the actual meaning and not a metaphor? A person has two twos and we are all possessed by ghosts? Or is it President Sun? He is possessed by ghosts so half of him is crying while the other half is smiling. In fact, a ghost is occupying his body and it is the source of danger at night?"