Chapter 0695 – Congratulations, my friend!

　　Kurosaki’s eyes glowed as if he had discovered a treasure: “Breaking through the shackles of the existing genres and having a distinct style that is uniquely my own, isn’t this exactly what I’ve been pursuing all along?”

　　He looked at the several original drafts on the table, and just by looking at them, he had a feeling of chills running through his body.

　　An ordinary manga character seemed to possess a soul in the hands of this artist.

　　He seemed to be able to draw complex human hearts directly through the skin.

　　There were no bloody scenes or ugly and repulsive ghosts and monsters, he just drew the people in his own eyes, and it already sent chills down the spine of the viewer.

　　”Completely subverting common sense, it feels like he’s standing in the perspective of a ghost and dissecting people.”

　　Kurosaki had been drawing for more than ten years, a veteran Benji master, and had been trying to make a transition in the last few years, he had been exposed to various genres, and visited many famous manga artists, but there had never been a single artist who could bring such a huge impact.

　　”I’m going to find him! I’m going to find this artist who lives in seclusion in a haunted house!”

　　Kurosaki was a professional, he could see the value of these cartoons at a glance, he wanted to learn, and even an evil thought of taking possession of them sprang up in his mind.

　　But he quickly dispelled the thought again, an artist who specialized in running to a haunted house to draw should be respected, this was a true soul painter.

　　Fear and excitement went hand in hand, and Kurosaki wasn’t sure what kind of state he was in right now.

　　He finished reading all the comics and gave a professional critique, as well as a very high rating.

　　”It’s a pity that there are only a few of these, I’m so curious to know what happened in the back?” Kurosaki was already mesmerized as he mumbled, and just as the words left his mouth, the bottom drawer of the desk slid outward and opened a crack.

　　This drawer was a different color from the desk and not quite the same shape as the other drawers, giving the impression that it had been forced into the desk.

　　”What a strange drawer?” As if something in the underworld was guiding him, Kurosaki reached out and pulled that drawer completely open, and inside was a drawer of drawings, as well as a hand-bound comic book.

　　”So many? How long has he been drawing in the haunted house?” Kurosaki sat cross-legged on the ground, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became, “Each and every drawing has been kept to the highest standard, this guy is also too hard on himself, isn’t he? But such a master painter, how come I’ve never heard of him, when did there become more characters like this in the painting circle?”

　　The more he looked, the faster he looked, itching to take all these comics home and study them slowly.

　　”Teacher, there’s no movement outside, why don’t we go out and take a look?” Xiao Xia, who had just gained some consciousness, woke up and realized that Kurosaki was as if he was possessed.

　　”Wait a little longer, there’s no rush, when the time comes, the boss will naturally come to us, what’s that idiom called? Right, wait for the boss with a good time!”

　　Kurosaki flipped through them very quickly, he wanted to make sure that these drawings told a total of a few stories, “When we get out, I must find the haunted house boss! If I can’t meet the artist himself, then I have to get my hands on these paintings no matter how much they cost.”

　　Without realizing it, Kurosaki had already flipped to the bottom of the drawer, and he picked up the last drawing.

　　The paper was yellowed, obviously from years ago, but the handwriting on it was wet, as if the drawing had just been drawn!

　　”How did he do that?”

　　Kurosaki stared blankly at the drawing paper, which depicted none other than himself!

　　Totally real characters, a weird and grotesque drawing style, and the author chose a very peculiar perspective, as if he had drawn it while hiding in a drawer.

　　Kurosaki subconsciously looked towards the drawer that he had pulled open, and there was a miserable white face inside that was looking at him with anticipation.

　　”So it’s like this ……”

　　Eyes rolled upwards, Kurosaki straightened up and fainted.

　　Xia still didn’t understand what was happening, she left the doorway of the room and ran next to Kurosaki, “Sensei! Wake up! Wake up!”

　　The two were together and still had each other to rely on, and now that they were left alone, the horror that drove them away was magnified infinitely.

　　On the verge of collapse, Xia didn’t know what to do, she took out her cell phone and was ready to call the emergency number.

　　But just as she unlocked the screen, her phone was gently held by another hand.

　　Looking back, the door to the room was half open, and Xia Xia then saw three people standing behind her!

　　The man on the left was pale to the extreme, the man on the right had his chest made red with blood, an arm was cut off from the position of the wrist, and the woman in the middle Xia Xia had just seen, was the female ghost that just ran out of the bathroom!

　　”Don’t be afraid, the three of us ……” The middle-aged man whose face was pale to the extreme just opened his mouth, and Xia Xia sat down on the ground and passed out next to Kurosaki.

　　For tourists who entered Chen Ge’s haunted house for the first time to have fun, the three and a half star scenes were indeed too difficult.

　　”I didn’t want to scare her.” Old Zhou awkwardly glanced towards Duan Yue and Bai Qiulin, and the other two were also somewhat helpless.

　　”Actually, it’s not our fault, it’s mainly because Dainian was too nonchalant and calm, which scared people into fainting.” Bai Qiulin placed Xia and Kurosaki side by side as if nothing had happened.

　　”I think so too, the main responsibility lies with Dainian.” Duan Yue nodded fervently.

　　Hearing the trio’s conversation, Yan Dainian climbed out of the drawer, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it, and finally squatted alone in the corner, “It’s not easy to come across a painter who appreciates me, and still be stunned by me.”

　　Seeing Yan Dainian’s aggrieved look, Bai Qiulin, Lao Zhou and Duan Yue all laughed.

　　After they had laughed enough, they walked together to Yan Dainian’s side and helped this very bereaved and disheveled cartoonist up.

　　”Dainian, congratulations, finally a professional artist agrees with you.” Old Zhou gently hugged Yan Dainian and said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

　　”It’s not in vain that I used to seriously help you check your drawings, I knew you would definitely succeed.” Duan Yue hammered Yan Dainian’s shoulder.

　　”Not much else to say, Dainian, if you are rich and powerful, don’t forget each other!” Bai Qiulin, who had always been ice-cold and not talkative, now had a smile on his face.

　　The four people lived in the same building and spent the last part of their lives here, they didn’t curse everything because of their own death, but chose to guard each other.

　　Yan Dainian’s mouth was stupid, he didn’t know how to express his emotions and kept nodding his head.

　　”You don’t need to speak, we all understand.”

　　”Dainian you quickly go back to painting, leave these two to us.”

　　”To hurry to send the two of them to the underground corpse warehouse, don’t send them late, people give a scare.”

　　After Yan Dainian returned to the comic book, Lao Zhou and the three of them looked at each other.

　　”Dainian no longer needs the three of us to guard him.”

　　”Yeah, I wonder if the three of us will disappear after Dainian’s obsession is realized.”

　　Old Zhou and Bai Qiulin said softly.

　　”What are you thinking about? Hurry up and come help!” Duan Yue dragged Kurosaki out of the room, “Just now, I heard that girl say that this manga artist is best at Benji, it seems like he’s a well-known master in the industry, do you two know what Benji is?”