A Crowd of Evil Spirit Lines up to Confess to Me

And in a building with a very strange interior decoration, a handsome young man is carelessly painting.

Where no living person could notice, there were countless dark monsters hiding in the dark, as if they were all respectful servants of the young man in front of him.

Suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something. Although his face remained calm, the charcoal pencil in his hand was broken directly by pinching.

It was not because of any other emotion, but because of the excitement that could not be concealed.

"Are you back? You really came back just to see me." The young man said, "After all, only I can make you the most perfect painting."

He seemed very dissatisfied, and tore up the drawing paper in front of him.

"But why, you didn't appear in front of my eyes. Who is it? You actually hid my most important person."

The young man's eyes had already cooled down, and there was a gentle smile on his face just now, but he seemed to have changed in an instant.

"It's okay, I will go to you soon. This time, no one will disturb me again."

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In the studio of the copy.

When Gu Wuji used this charcoal to paint, he even felt that he was born for painting, and what he pursued in his life was to draw the most perfect paintings.

Even at this time, he no longer remembered Rong Qingman's warning, and wanted to draw the painting in front of him to the highest level he could achieve at this time.

A kind of fanaticism suddenly appeared in Gu Wuji's heart, and his hands trembled faintly, as if what he was painting was the most important thing in this life.

In the crowd, only the middle-aged man and Rong Qingman were still in a calm state. Seeing the situation of being careless, they had different expressions.

"This grandson probably doesn't really have much strength." The middle-aged man couldn't help thinking, "I'm actually bewildered by ghosts at this stage."

Obviously, this dungeon called a group of people who had no interest in painting into the studio, how could there be no traps in this regard.

As long as the player uses a ghost-possessed paintbrush in order to complete the task, the consciousness will be more or less affected.Unless it is a person who has long used the weakness of the ghost to protect himself, only superhuman willpower and a huge attachment to his original dream can break free from this state.

Once it is completely affected by the brush, it will definitely go to the road of no return in this copy.

Rong Qingman looked at Gu Wuji with a bit of disappointment in his eyes, "I thought you would be different from other players, but now it seems that you are nothing more than that, you are just a mediocre person..."

Gu was drawing without planning, as if he could hear a bewitching voice ringing in his ears.

"Keep on painting, as long as you continue like this, your dream will come true, come on, paint the greatest work."

Invisibly, a hand seemed to cover Gu Wuji's hand, guiding him to continue.

The two ghosts hiding on Gu Wuji's body were stunned for a moment. They felt the power in the charcoal pencil, and the eyes of the male ghost immediately turned cold.

Seeing that Gu Wuji was about to be further bewitched, his movements suddenly stopped, and he felt a very strong sense of disobedience.

"wrong!!"

The remnant soul that affected Gu Wuji froze at this moment.

"This is not my dream."

Gu Wuji suddenly remembered that he was just an actor, so why did he work so hard to paint here.He should have made a name for himself as an actor!

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be silent.The shadow that seemed to be about to possess Gu Wuji's body dissipated into the air immediately.

"It's so dangerous." Gu Wuji almost broke out in cold sweat, took a deep breath and said, "I almost forgot my dream of becoming a famous actor. This charcoal pencil really can't be used casually."

As a person who must do what he decides to do, Gu Wuji has been working hard for it after deciding on his career ideal. Even if he is bound by such an infinite horror game, he has no Give up this ideal.

The average player must seize the time to enjoy a peaceful life after leaving the instance, but Gu Wuji is reading the script and honing his acting skills...

Under such circumstances, Gu Wuji managed to escape from the temptation of that charcoal pencil.

Two ghosts: "..." Is this the point! ?

Rong Qingman and the middle-aged man also had different expressions when they saw that Gu Wuji had returned to normal, but no matter what, they all had a new estimate of Gu Wuji's willpower.

In the end, I finished the painting in a hurry without thinking, and controlled it to a level where the task could be completed, and I was not immersed in the state of writing like a god.

The other players were different. By the time they finished drawing one after another, they were already in a cold sweat. Each of them seemed to have consumed a lot of energy, and their eyes burst out with astonishing expressions.

Of course, after taking a break, they suddenly realized what they had done, their faces were all ugly, and some people even exclaimed at their paintings, "This, what is this?"

Everyone was immersed in a strange state before, and only now began to look at their paintings.

The portraits that appeared in front of their eyes were simply horrific, all of them were painted of people who died cruelly, and each of them died in an extremely miserable state.But what's even more weird is that the dead people above all opened their eyes, and they seemed to be staring at the people outside the portrait, which made people feel chills all over.

This picture may cause psychological shadows for some people with weak psychological endurance.

"I was actually drawing something like this just now?" A man muttered to himself, he couldn't believe it was done by himself.

"Wait, the death conditions of the people above are exactly the same as those painters seen in the news before."

Everyone fell into silence, cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, and felt tremendous pressure.After all, they all borrowed the power of these ghosts, and then drew such terrible things in a state of excitement.

Among these paintings, even the portraits of Rong Qingman and the middle-aged man are no exception. The only difference is that the eyes of the deceased in their portraits are closed, with a somewhat peaceful look.

"I just feel like the things on this portrait are real."

"What the hell is going on with this dungeon? Is it really okay to go on like this? There is even a task to be completed tomorrow."

"Maybe we should hurry up and figure out how to get up to the third floor."

Everyone was discussing, wishing to find a way out immediately, if they continue to be involved with ghosts like this, they themselves feel that they will not survive tomorrow.

Gu Wuji looked at his painting again. It was completely different from others... a building suddenly appeared on it. It seemed to be at night. The color tone of the portrait looked very dark, and it was surrounded by mist. Can't see clearly.

This building is very similar in style to the villa they are staying in now, but the details are very different, just looking at it gives people a sense of uneasiness.

"It's Jin Yu's home. As expected, it's a pen taken out of Jin Yu's painting... What does it want to tell me? Could it be that Jin Yu's home and this house really belong to the same community?" Gu Wuji looked at the front of his eyes. The ordinary charcoal pencil has a dignified expression.

[Detected more detailed information on the props in front of me. ]

[Charcoal pencil: This is an ordinary-looking charcoal pencil, but when it is in the hands of a madman, everything is completely different.

How to use: Use it directly in any place that can be painted. The painted painting may contain more profound information of the current copy, but it will not be too detailed. Everything needs to be figured out by the person concerned.

If it is used in the real world, it can greatly improve the user's drawing skills.

The side effect is that it is very likely to be bewitched by the remnant soul in the charcoal pencil, and fall into a kind of enthusiasm for painting and cannot escape. At that time, the user will be gradually replaced by the remnant soul. ]

Gu Wuji was a little surprised. He didn't expect this charcoal pencil to be quite simple, and it seemed to work very well. He could almost predict the clues of the dungeon out of thin air... Although the activation process was too long, many dungeons didn't At this time, there is still the danger of being taken away by ghosts.

After the others finished painting, they all felt creepy, and their bodies felt cold for no reason when they stayed in the basement, as if they were being watched by countless eyes.

They didn't dare to stay here anymore, let alone look at the things they drew, and they all went out from the stairs beside them.

When Rong Qingman was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by Gu Wuji.

"I have something to discuss with you."

Rong Qingman turned his head, glanced at Gu Wuji, seemed to be weighing the pros and cons, and finally turned around.

"Just let me hear what you have to say. If it's of no value, I won't just let you go."

Gu Wuji hurriedly said: "I'm sure what I said is not nonsense."

"In that case, let's put all the paintbrushes on your body aside first." Rong Qingman said: "I don't have the habit of letting my conversations be heard by ghosts."

Since Rong Qingman requested this, Gu Wuji had no choice but to put the two painting utensils he was carrying far away.In this dungeon, these ghosts cannot leave the painting utensils they possess for too long.

Rong Qingman took this opportunity to scan Gu Wuji's paintings, his face changed slightly, but he didn't say anything, he just said: "You can resist the spiritual temptation of the ghost attached to that pen forcibly, it's amazing I was surprised. Compared with those trash, you are already someone I can admire."

Gu Wuji took it as a compliment to himself, and after thanking him, he immediately said, "How do you think this dungeon should be cleared?"

Rong Qingman's expression changed, he didn't expect Gu Wuji to directly discuss such an exciting topic with him, did he really want to say that we know each other well?Under normal circumstances, he would end the conversation by humiliating others in such a tone.

But in fact, he really wanted to chat with Gu Wuji, but he couldn't let go of his figure, so he just stood there stiffly.

Gu Wuji said directly: "After all, you have also seen that the price of paintings required by the system every day will increase... But do you feel that the things we draw now seem to be appreciated by humans? The paintings Its value is not so much the value of the outside world as the value of something in a world that has nothing to do with the living."

"Indeed." Rong Qingman had a topic, so he continued: "Even these paintings are already a threat to everyone's life, and the resentment on them is no longer an ordinary level... I suspect They will come in handy in some way later."

"What's more, if we continue to paint according to the requirements of the main task, we will only sink deeper and deeper into the curse of this studio." Gu Wuji said: "I don't think the situation can continue like this, now I have an idea .”

"What do you want to say?" Rong Qingman looked at Gu Wuji with raised eyebrows, "This is the main task, we all have to complete it, if it fails..."

He suddenly realized something, and looked at Gu Wuji in astonishment.

-

Soon it will be evening.

Because of the lack of two players, everyone redistributed the room.In fact, it was only the couple who lived apart, and everyone else remained the same.

Unexpectedly, the relationship between them is so bad that they still have to live separately in such a terrible dungeon.Gu Wuji can tell if he thinks about it casually. It is estimated that one of the two men and women betrayed each other at that time, which led to such a fierce attitude between them.

Everyone worriedly ate the food that suddenly appeared in the hall. They were no strangers to the sudden appearance of food.

On the contrary, Rong Qingman also condescended to eat beside Gu Wuji, and he also seemed absent-minded, often subconsciously turning his head to look at Gu Wuji's face while eating.

The others couldn't help being stunned, what's the matter, didn't this Rong Qingman look aloof before, why is he like this now... Could it be that he has also become gay?Just like the mountain god in that dungeon.

Could this be the curse on Gu Wuji? !

Some straight men immediately decided to stay away from Gu Wuji.

Gu Wuji noticed that these people looked at the food at the table when they sat down, and then they sat down selectively, and their eating movements were already subtly different from those on the first day. difference……

The current situation seems to have been replaced in half, but these people don't seem to be aware of this.

"Speaking of which, has anyone ever seen the painting at the door?" Gu Wuji asked.

"We went to see it, and the painting is still exactly the same as before, without any change." One person said worriedly, "I don't know what will happen to make it change."

"Speaking of which, the fog on the third floor seems to have dissipated a bit. Maybe we can go up soon."

Gu Wuji nodded thoughtfully, and after eating, he walked around the room again.

It can be said that except for the third floor, other places in this villa have been looted, and there is no change now.

As for the ghosts that were originally staying in these places, they probably have already possessed these players...

"Then do you know where the last ghost left in this room is?" Gu Wuji felt that according to the head count estimated at the beginning, no matter how he thought about it, there must still be a ghost staying in this room.

Both ghosts shook their heads. Their memories had obviously been artificially manipulated, and they couldn't remember some key things. Most of the time, they could only act on instinct.

There was nothing he could do, he had already walked to the door, and turned his head to look at the huge painting hanging on the wall.

Obviously this portrait is the same as before, but Gu Wuji always feels that there is something wrong.

Gu Wuji was about to go over and observe carefully, when he saw the black mist dissipating from the portrait. This black mist had a very strange feeling... as if it wanted to pull him into the portrait.

The two ghosts attached to him immediately began to persuade, "The situation is not right now, you'd better get out of here quickly!"

"If you are pulled in, things will definitely be troublesome."

But Gu Wuji, who has entered the portrait world several times, is not afraid of such a situation, but realizes that he may find something by taking the opportunity.

But before the black mist touched Gu Wuji, he suddenly felt a strong feeling of being stared at, as if someone was looking at the room from a strange God's perspective.

The portrait in front of Gu Wuji's eyes has changed from eager to try to extremely honest in an instant, and now it is very ordinary no matter how you look at it, not to mention the black fog, it seems to be afraid of something.

Even the two ghosts on Gu Wuji's body seemed to disappear in an instant, without any movement.

Even after the scrutiny disappeared, no matter what Gu Wuji did to the portrait, the latter remained indifferent, as if everything that was about to move before was fake.

Gu Wuji: "??" How could you be so cowardly?Is this the psychological quality that a terrible portrait as a replica should have?What a disappointment!

He had no choice but to give up, turned around and prepared to wash up and then went back to his room to rest.

That sight gave Gu Wuji a feeling, but it was actually very familiar, just like the place where the portrait was scratching... It reminded him of Jin Yu soon.

"This world should be related to Jin Yu, but why is this portrait afraid of Jin Yu? The other ghosts are also... It seems that Jin Yu's strength is far above them." Gu Wuji frowned, " It seems that we still have to speed up, and if we drag it on, bad things will definitely happen.”

If Jin Yu really came to him, Gu Wuji would feel that the difficulty of this dungeon could be directly increased by one level.

-

After returning to the room, it was the same as before, Gu Wuji fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed.

Rong Qingman below was thinking about what Gu Wuji had said to him before, and couldn't fall asleep. Just as he was about to say a few words, he realized that Gu Wuji had already fallen asleep. Even reaching out to pinch the other's cheek and pulling it had no effect .

Rong Qingman: "..."

Forget it, he's used to this kind of thing too.It would be more strange if he couldn't sleep without care.

But maybe because Gu Wuji's face feels so good when pinched, Rong Qingman couldn't help pinching a few more times.

What's going on, even though this person looks so thin, it's actually quite comfortable to hold.

After Rong Qingman let go, Gu Wuji's face turned slightly red.

He snorted, and then returned to the bed, intending to lie down directly.

But when Rong Qingman was still sitting on the bed, he suddenly felt that oppressive staring gaze again.

Rong Qingman's eyes became serious instantly, "It's still so early today, yet..."

In the next moment, the window that was obviously closed was opened at some point, and the curtains were suddenly blown open by the cold wind.

When Rong Qingman put his eyes on the window, his body froze.

"That is--"

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In the dream, Gu Wuji felt that he had come to a very familiar place.

This place seems to be in a certain villa. He walked slowly in the corridor, the moonlight poured down from the outside, and he could see that the outside was a gloomy forest.

This is obviously a villa that has been abandoned.

"here it is……"

He obviously felt extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember it anyway.Under normal circumstances, he should be able to recognize it immediately, but in the dream, everything has become so difficult.

When Gu Wuji reached the stairs and was about to go down, a figure suddenly brushed past him.

Gu Wuji turned his head suddenly and saw the appearance of that figure.

It was a female ghost who was dressed in a maid's attire and looked terrifying. The most conspicuous thing was that the place where the other party's eyes were was empty.

Even in a dream, Gu Wuji suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his consciousness instantly became extremely clear.

He suddenly understood where it was.

This is the first dungeon he has experienced, and the Li Gui boss of this dungeon is the Li Gui who can't look at him with his eyes, and the opponent has even reached the level of ghost king... and he seems to be a gay.

Of course, the last point is what scares Gu Wuji the most. It's okay to die, but having sex with someone he doesn't like is the scariest thing.

If it wasn't for the restrictions of the first dungeon and the help of the maid ghost, Gu Wuji knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to leave that dungeon so easily!

He is staying in the dungeon now, and what he will have is definitely not an ordinary dream.The maid's ghost would appear only to remind him of it.

"I just used the ghost control technique for a while, and things have developed to this extent. The ghost boss in this dungeon is really too sensitive."

Gu Wuji couldn't help sighing, but he didn't regret it. In order to clear the dungeon, such a risk is worth it.

"But since I can clear that copy once, I can leave for the second time!"

Gu Wuji immediately closed his eyes, groped and walked quickly towards the doorway in his memory.

Even if this is a dream, he must not stare at that ghost!Otherwise, something unavoidable will definitely happen.

Just after he closed his eyes, a large number of ghosts appeared in the seemingly empty hall, and the whole villa became strange.

But none of the ghosts dared to do anything to Gu Wuji, they all knew very well that this was the person the lord was waiting for, not something they could touch.

Even though Gu Wuji couldn't see it at this time, his intuition kept telling him the danger of this place, so he could only take out his pocket watch, bite the bullet and continue walking forward.

Just when he landed on the last step, the surrounding was extremely quiet, as if all the ghosts were holding their breath, afraid to make a sound, for fear of offending someone.

Even Gu Wuji could still feel that his mind was constantly warning that the danger level of the ghost that appeared in front of him had even reached the level that made his mind ache.

The next moment, along with the sound of footsteps, a low voice sounded in the villa.

"long time no see."

The cold sweat dripped off Gu Wuji's face.

He never wanted to see the ghost of this dungeon! !