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Dazzling Chaos Love Chapter 4 Blood Red Clay Sculpture!

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    The clay doll has killed three people.

    We have to lament the twists and turns of fate, or these three people were tricked by their own fate.

    Of course, the first person to know the news was Li Bing.  After being unable to contact Liu Lianhui many times, she went through all kinds of troubles to find the phone number of Liu Lianhui's dormitory classmate. When she called, she found out that Liu Lianhui was now separated from her.

    If it were just like this, Li Bing wouldn't be afraid of anything, but Liu Lianhui's novels are still being updated continuously.  Li Bing knew that Liu Lianhui didn't have many manuscripts to save, and every chapter he wrote would be read to himself first before being published, so this was strange. Who wrote this novel?  !

    If you are an ordinary person, you may think that it was written by someone else. After all, the website will not allow a novel Piaotian Literature website to know the news of Liu Lianhui's death, so it will let others write it.  But Li Bing was writing about supernatural beings, and what she thought was that there might be something weird behind it.

    Thinking of this, she did not talk about Liu Lianhui in the group, but told Xiao Jingwen in private.

    After all, Xiao Jingwen has more experience. When these things were placed in front of her, she instantly connected them: the clay doll, No. 1, No. 2, and No. 4 Li Bing, including herself.

    Number 1 also has problems now, the style of the novel is also changing, and he who used to be the most active now basically does not appear in the "Love Wen But Ghost" group.  Xiao Jingwen suddenly had a strange idea: Maybe one day in this group, all ghosts will be talking, or maybe she is the only living person, or she is also a ghost

    Furthermore, Number 2 is dead, what about Number 1?  !

    Thinking of this, Xiao Jingwen stood up suddenly, found an editor friend of hers at Lewen.com, asked for the phone number of No. 1, and called

    It was a woman who answered the phone. Before Xiao Jingwen could speak, she yelled: "The monkey is dead! Stop calling!"

    Number 1, his nickname is monkey

    At this time, Xiao Jingwen knew that this incident was definitely not a coincidence, and that someone was probably controlling everything behind the scenes.  The novels of No. 1 and No. 2 are still being updated, and they can even talk in the group!

    So, next, will it be No. 3¡¯s turn?  !

    Xiao Jingwen thought about it and looked at the clay sculpture of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses on her computer desk.  Maybe, it will kill itself

    She suddenly remembered a movie, "Death is Coming".  Everyone there will die one by one in a certain order, and no one can change this destined order.

    Xiao Jingwen felt that she could no longer sit like this.

    She first called Li Bing and asked her to come over as soon as possible. Then she wrapped the clay sculpture of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses several times in newspapers, put it into a small box, and then put the small box into the back of the wardrobe.  layer!

    Xiao Jingwen was reluctant to throw away the things Su Jianjun gave her.

    This day was very peaceful. Li Bing was very anxious when he found out about this matter, so he hurried to Jiangbei City the next day.

    Xiao Jingwen went to the station to pick up Li Bing, and then went to see the deceased Liu Lianhui. Then she entered a Jingyi coffee shop and talked about recent events.

    "Have you seen the movie "Death is Coming"?" Xiao Jingwen asked.

    Li Bing nodded: "Of course, I have watched all five of them. My thoughts are somewhat similar to yours. I feel that all these things seem to be the same plot as that one. In order, sister Jingwen, you are number three  "

    Xiao Jingwen smiled bitterly: "I thought about it. Even if I die, I can't escape! But I don't believe it now. Why can dead people still write novels and chat in the group?! Don't you think this is strange?  ?! Instead of believing it was a coincidence, I now think it¡¯s a man-made prank!¡±

    "But, what can we do?" Li Bing, who is four or five years younger than Xiao Jingwen, frowned and asked: "Call the police?!"

    Xiao Jingwen shook her head: "Call the police? What do we say? Who believes it? We don't have any evidence!"

    At this point, the two people suddenly felt speechless. They were each thinking about their own things and drinking the fragrant coffee under the quilt.

    "Let's go to my house first!" Xiao Jingwen stood up, paid the bill, and walked out with Li Bing.

    The two of them stood under the bus stop waiting for the bus. The bus to Xiao Jingwen's house was slow and infrequent. Xiao Jingwen felt bored and turned to look at Li Bing: "Xiao Bing, take that Mickey Mouse clay doll Liu Lianhui gave you with you."  Yet?"

    Li Bing nodded, took out the gray clay doll from the bag behind his back, and handed it to Xiao Jingwen.

    This clay doll looks so familiar!  Xiao Jingwen took a look?It feels like this thing and the clay sculpture of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses were made by the same person!  Same color, same size, same texture

    Xiao Jingwen turned it over and saw those blood-red eyes and those red lips!

    Xiao Jingwen suddenly felt that these touches of red gave this gray clay sculpture a kind of life, or in other words, a kind of soul!  Xiao Jingwen looked steadily at those big red eyes, thinking of the days when she and Su Jianjun were together.

    Suddenly, Xiao Jingwen felt the red eyes of Mickey Mouse in her hand blink!

    Xiao Jingwen shouted and threw the clay sculpture in her hand!

    Li Bing reacted quickly. This Mickey Mouse clay sculpture was the last thing Liu Lianhui left to him. Seeing Xiao Jingwen throw it towards the road, Li Bing stretched out his hand and flew out without thinking!

    Only then did Xiao Jingwen react: "Li Bing!" As she said this, she wanted to step forward and grab her, but she didn't expect a man behind her to catch her: "Be careful! Don't go there!"

    Xiao Jingwen looked back at the man, and the sound of a sudden braking sound came over!

    Xiao Jingwen turned around and saw that Li Bing was already lying in a pool of blood, and the Mickey Mouse clay sculpture in her arms had all been dyed blood red

    Xiao Jingwen suddenly felt dizzy and fainted

    When Xiao Jingwen woke up, she was at home.

    Looking at the man sitting next to the bed, Xiao Jingwen couldn't help feeling a little disgusted - in her heart, except for Su Jianjun, who had tears in his eyes on that moonlit night, there was no man she could like!

    "How do you know I live here?!" Xiao Jingwen asked.

    The man smiled, and the corners of his mouth curved in a wonderful arc: "Of course I know, No. 3!"

    Xiao Jingwen was startled for a moment, then touched her still aching head: "Who are you?"

    The man still maintained a charming smile: "I am No. 9! Qian Lin!"

    This time Xiao Jingwen remembered that Number 9 and herself were the two people who had been writing novels on Lewen.com for the longest time. They had never met before, but they chatted with each other very enthusiastically. She also told her her home address at that time.  his.  But now that I think about it, that time was almost three years ago.

    "I'm sorry, it's been too long, I kind of forgot about it!" Xiao Jingwen smiled sheepishly, and then she remembered Li Bing: "Then Li Bing, she is No. 4, how is she?"

    Qian Lin was startled for a moment: "Ah? She's No. 4? She, she left, and her family came to pick her up."

    Xiao Jingwen didn't know what it was like. She looked up at the time and said, "Have I been asleep all afternoon?"

    Qian Lin nodded: "Yes, I've prepared dinner for you. You should get up and eat some!"

    Xiao Jingwen glanced at the dinner on the table in the restaurant, forced herself to stand up, and suddenly saw the clay sculpture of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses returned to their original positions on her computer table!

    ¡°Um, clay sculpture, were you there when you came?!¡± Xiao Jingwen asked softly.

    Qian Lin looked at the clay sculpture and nodded: "Yes, it was there when I came here. I was still wondering how a girl like you still likes these terracotta warriors and horses!"

    Xiao Jingwen smiled bitterly, got up, washed her face, and had dinner with Qian Lin.

    "Are you from Jiangbei too?" Xiao Jingwen lost her appetite after eating a little and looked at Qian Lin and asked.

    Qian Lin nodded: "Yes, I am from Jiangbei. I work as a counselor at Jiangbei Art College. I have just finished my work for the new semester in the past two days. I just came out for a walk, but I didn't expect to see you. When I looked at your  I only found out that you are No. 3 with your ID card! Haha!"

    Xiao Jingwen did not speak immediately. She looked at Qian Lin for a while and said, "You are from Jiangbei Art College. Do you know the student who just died a few days ago, Liu Lianhui?"

    Qian Lin nodded: "I know, he was a student from another department in our college. I heard that he fell to his death from the upper bunk. It was a bit unexpected!"

    "But do you know that he is the lover of No. 4 Li Bing?" Xiao Jingwen suddenly became a little annoyed: "Also, do you know that he is No. 2? Also, do you know that No. 1 and No. 2 died one after another? Also,  Their deaths are all related to the clay dolls!"

    Qian Lin was stunned when asked this series of questions: "No, what are you talking about! What clay dolls, what are they dying one after another? You mean No. 1 and No. 2 are both dead? But their novel  Still updating, and sometimes talking in the group! How do you explain?"

    Xiao Jingwen sneered: "Yes, their bodies are gone, but they are still moving"

    Xiao Jingwen told Qian Lin all the things that happened in the past few days. After finishing speaking, she remembered that the death of No. 4 had anything to do with her No. 3?  If he directly surpasses himself and starts from No. 4 and No. 5 behind him, then the next person should be No. 5!

    Qian Lin looked at Xiao Jingwen and thought about what she just said: "I feel that this thing should be man-made, but we need to find some evidence." He began to feel uneasy. After all,  I write supernatural novels, and I immediately thought of this place of death in order

    The two of them looked at each other, but they heard a "pop" sound, the power was cut off, and the whole house was in a strange darknessAfter that, she remembered, what does the death of No. 4 have to do with her No. 3?  If he directly surpasses himself and starts from No. 4 and No. 5 behind him, then the next person should be No. 5!

    Qian Lin looked at Xiao Jingwen and thought about what she just said: "I feel that this thing should be man-made, but we need to find some evidence." He began to feel uneasy. After all,  I write supernatural novels, and I immediately thought of this place of death in order

    The two of them looked at each other, but they heard a "pop" sound, the power was cut off, and the whole house was in a strange darkness
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