A Crowd of Evil Spirit Lines up to Confess to Me

"How is it possible?!" The middle-aged man's face was more of a look of disbelief than fear. He couldn't believe how he could overturn after learning so much news. "How is it possible? The ghosts have already obeyed my orders, could it be that—”

Gu Wuji stepped forward to save people, but was grabbed by Rong Qingman, "You see, the speed at which the ghost devoured him was far faster than others. After all, the relationship between him and the ghost was not as good as other ghosts before." People are closely connected, but in fact they have been passive, even if the drawing board is broken, he will only die directly!"

When Rong Qingman said these words, he still felt a little fortunate in his heart. If it weren't for the careless relationship yesterday, he probably wouldn't be living here now.

"The weakness of ghosts in this dungeon is actually easy to find out. There will be some information hints where the ghosts are, such as being afraid of fire or something... But this is a trap. In fact, these ghosts are just obedient in disguise. Seize every opportunity to attack players."

People with strength like Rong Qingman couldn't guard against him, let alone the middle-aged man.

"Impossible! I don't believe—"

Amid the wailing of the middle-aged man, everyone realized that his body had already been closely connected with the existence on the canvas, and in the blink of an eye, his figure had disappeared from the canvas.

On the canvas, a distorted scene of two ghosts entangled with each other emerged, and people's screams could be heard faintly when they approached.

The red-haired attendant sighed, and said, "I've felt that something is wrong with my elder brother since last night. He suddenly wakes up to sleepwalk in the middle of the night... But when I told him in the morning, he just felt that he was completely fine. As expected... "

The other two people present were all shocked, and almost threw away the painting tools in their hands like touching a hot potato, but in fact, as early as when the drawing board in front of them was broken, they could no longer feel the presence of ghosts on their bodies up.

"There is no time now." Gu Wuji said, "Let's escape quickly. If I'm not mistaken, the ghost in this copy will appear soon."

"They haven't disappeared yet?" The others took a deep breath. They thought that the ghosts had disappeared after the drawing board was broken.

"They are the ghosts that have been entrenched in this room for so long, how could they dissipate so easily." Rong Qingman said, looking at Gu Wuji again, his eyes seemed to be asking about the ghosts on him.

Gu Wuji shook his head.

The next moment, the male ghost attached to him suddenly appeared, with a painful look on his face, but he said firmly, "I finally remembered!"

The people around looked over in fear.

"What do you remember?" Gu Wuji looked over.

"I don't know if it's because of the loose shackles in this room, but I suddenly remembered the past..." The ghost murmured in a low voice, with a twisted face from time to time, as if saying these words It took a lot of energy for him, "I was originally a good friend with the owner of this studio, so when he was in the studio, he took good care of me."

"When my painting skills improved, he congratulated me very sincerely, and comforted me that the abnormalities in painting before were just too much pressure. But I didn't expect that all this was just the beginning of the curse."

"If you want to escape, you can only go to the third floor! Only there is the key to unlocking the curse."

As the ghost said, his figure had already dimmed.

The others were stunned, but even if they suspected that what the ghost in front of them said was false, they could only do what the other said.After all, the truth of this dungeon is obviously hidden on the third floor.

[Main task: draw 100 million paintings, failed. ]

[Trigger a new mainline task: Learn the truth about this cursed studio. ]

[Because the players did not follow the original rules in the studio, the ghosts of the studio have entered a state of mania and will do everything possible to kill the players. ]

The system has issued tasks, and everyone is ready to run immediately.

Moreover, although this new task still looks difficult to complete, it is a task that will appear in ordinary dungeons no matter how you look at it.Those painting tasks before are only going to end in death.

Gu Wuji was thoughtful, "It seems that the real main line can be triggered only if the task fails. The end of the task failed in the system prompt is a hint of the real approach."

But no one dared to take the risk of failing to complete the main mission.

Originally, what Gu Wuji told Rong Qingman yesterday was that he planned not to finish the painting today, to see what would happen if the task failed.

Rong Qingman originally just thought that Gu Wuji was a holy father, and he was the first one to come out willing to do such a thing... But after what happened last night, he really admired Gu Wuji's behavior Extremely, even today I didn't draw at all.

But unexpectedly, the limit of the main task of this system is already today, and the player is not even given a chance to breathe for another day.

A group of people left this weird basement in a hurry, and they felt that the atmosphere outside was extremely cold as they walked on the road.

When everyone came out of the basement, they immediately showed terrifying expressions. The hall that seemed to be hiding something had already revealed its true face.

Blood was splattered everywhere, and the surrounding furniture was all covered with weird graffiti, and the walls facing the players were painted with blood-curdling giant eyeballs.

Rong Qingman frowned when he saw the graffiti, as if he remembered something, but he couldn't.

When everyone passed through the storage room, the male ghost on Gu Wuji suddenly said, "Be careful!"

The next moment, the female ghost suddenly became agitated, as if she was about to break free from Gu Wuji's body, her face was extremely hideous, and she continued to roar, scaring the people around her.

Gu Wuji sighed, "Sure enough, I can't control it..."

Under the shocked eyes of the rest of the people, Gu Wuji stretched out his hand with a confinement spell, and temporarily suppressed the female ghost on his body.

This is also because Gu Wuji used the charcoal pencils he brought yesterday, and did not allow these ghosts to possess him and successfully touch the paintings, making them not as powerful as other ghosts, or just relying on Gu Wuji Probably not yet.

But even so, the female ghost continued to struggle, as if she would break free and attack everyone in the next moment.

Everyone is still in a daze. When have they seen such a powerful scene? !How did you just reach out and suppress the ghosts!

Although they knew that Sun Shi was powerful, they thought that the other party was good at being gay before, but they didn't expect that his strength had reached such an astonishing level.

The bound ghost brought by Rong Qingman also became frenzied. Their current situation is as if they have been untied from some kind of restraint and lost their minds.

"What are you doing in a daze, keep going, go to the third floor." Rong Qingman urged everyone through gritted teeth. In fact, he didn't bother to care about the life and death of these ordinary players.

The others came back to their senses, and immediately ran to the upstairs position as if they were flying. In fact, they all wanted to escape from this dungeon directly through the gate, but before they knew the truth of this dungeon, they knew that such behavior There is no difference between death and death.

Gu Wuji, who was following behind, looked at the position of the door, and then turned his head to look at Rong Qingman, who nodded solemnly.

When everyone rushed to the second floor, they immediately saw an extremely terrifying scene.

The paintings on the wall seemed to come to life, and pairs of cold eyes looked at everyone in such a dark way, and the blood on the paintings continued to flow to the ground.

The window at the end was even more open, revealing a strange red light from the outside world.

"What the hell is that... What's going on outside this villa?"

"Fortunately, we didn't go out from the first floor just now."

Everyone couldn't help feeling lingering fears. It was conceivable that if they entered the bloody world, the ending would be self-evident.

But these portraits are definitely not easy to deal with. Everyone had to take out all the props on their bodies, and bravely passed through them. When they entered the range in front of the portraits, they were just gloomily looking at the ghosts outside, and there was a sinister smile on their faces. , his body suddenly came out of the screen, and he grabbed everyone.

The players opened up the props on their bodies one after another, so that they could barely resist the ghost's attack and continue walking.

But even so, it is difficult for these props to persist for too long under the attack of ghosts, not to mention that the blood on the ground will block the way at some point, and their faces are extremely ugly.

Gu Wuji walked over and stopped directly in front of a portrait. The latter sneered and attacked Gu Wuji, but Gu Wuji directly held his shoulders when he leaned out.

The ghost in the portrait: "???"

"I'm sorry, although you seem very enthusiastic, and I really want to communicate with you more, but I don't have time now." Gu Wuji said this, but he pressed the ghost back into the portrait abruptly.

other people:"……"

Rong Qingman, on the other hand, looked like You Rongyan, as if he didn't care about his own family.

When Gu Wuji continued to walk forward, the ghosts in the portrait shrank back and looked in other directions, trying to pretend that they didn't see anything.

Others: "??!" Are you still a scary ghost in this dungeon? !

Under the leadership of Gu Wuji, everyone no longer felt nervous before, and they walked so smoothly that they all wondered why they thought they were going to die just now.

Is this the feeling of being able to hold a big brother's thigh!It was touching, and they all began to regret how they hadn't been more attentive in the first place.

As for Rong Qingman, he was at the end, ready to see what else happened to these portraits.

The last portrait was not so simple. What appeared on it was the middle-aged man and another ghost. The two of them seemed to be fused together. It looked so weird that it made people feel uncomfortable.

After seeing Gu Wuji, the ghost showed resentment in its eyes, it didn't care about the ghosts in front of it at all, but directly attacked Gu Wuji, and let out a hoarse sneer.

"Even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!!"

What's even more frightening is that the ghost's body is still dripping blood like it's melting, and it feels like it will be corroded if touched with hands. Maybe this is the reason why it can be so unscrupulous.

Gu Wuji didn't know where this person got such a large amount of hatred towards him. The moment the other party came out, he directly took out the female ghost who was still in a state of madness.

The ghost who was still very proud in the portrait was startled suddenly, and there was a faint look of panic on his face.

After all, he felt that he was not afraid of doing nothing, but this female ghost... After merging the memory of this dungeon ghost, he knew that this female ghost was so crazy that he would not be able to please the other party if he fought hard.

"Well, actually I... You see, everyone was a player before, so..."

In the next moment, Gu Wuji took advantage of the situation and sent the female ghost directly into it, and untied her from the bondage, "I'm sorry, I'm on my way, I'm leaving first. If you want to chat, you can talk to this lady say."

Everyone seemed to be able to hear the wailing sound coming from the portrait.But they didn't care about that much, so the red-haired follower took a last look secretly, and then sighed.

His previous admiration for this middle-aged man was from the heart, but who would have thought that the other party was actually such a person.

And Rong Qingman also indifferently stuffed his bound ghost into this portrait, and didn't care at all whether the people inside would be crowded.

The ghosts in the portrait: "..."

When Gu Wuji came to the corner on the third floor, he turned his head and looked at the outside window.

This window has not turned into a picture frame at this time, which means that the scene it reveals is not a painting, but the real appearance of the outside world.

He saw that the fog outside had dissipated, and what appeared in front of his eyes was a whole villa area. All the scenes seemed to be covered with a blood-colored veil, revealing a strange red color.

And these villas don't seem to be real... I have to say that they are like a painting, and the buildings in the distance can even see the traces of brushstrokes.

"Sure enough, this place is the world in the painting. But if it is Jin Yu's painting, it must be so real that people can't recognize it." Gu Wuji thought this way, and hurried up the stairs.

But it was obvious that before the group could go up, the road was already blocked by black mist.The road leading to the third floor has not been opened due to the change of the main mission.

Everyone turned pale, "What should I do, those portraits will come after me..."

"According to the rules of previous dungeons, as time goes by, the ghosts of this dungeon will definitely become stronger and stronger. By then, even Brother Sun Shi may not be able to do anything..."

"How can I go up there?"

The male ghost on Gu Wuji's body appeared again. He didn't seem to be in a very good condition. He seemed to be trying his best to resist the erosion of this dungeon. At the same time, he looked at Gu Wuji, "I know how to get up there!"

Even though they knew there might be a problem, everyone could only look over one after another, trying to grasp this last hope.

"Generally speaking, only when the portraits on the first floor are completed, the road on the third floor will be opened."

And other people who come to this dungeon usually just look at luck.If the players who just died meet the requirements, they can enter the third floor and escape.

But if the portrait cannot be completed, the others will be waiting to die.

"You may have noticed that this world is actually just a painting. So its space is different from the outside world." The male ghost gritted his teeth and said, "As long as we draw a path to the third floor on the wall, we can directly into it."

"But, how can such a thing be done." Gu Wuji looked over curiously.

"After all, you are all outsiders and don't understand this place." The male ghost said: "I am the only one who has gone up to the third floor. I can draw it...but I need someone to be possessed by me."

Everyone flinched immediately, how dare they stand up at this moment after they have experienced those things before.

What's more, this male ghost seems to be fine, but who knows what's going on in reality.It is too difficult for them to believe in a ghost.

Gu Wuji said: "Just let me come."

Rong Qingman had a look of disapproval on his face, "No, you can't have any problems! Can't you let the garbage go?"

The players humiliated by him can't get angry, they can only show shame. After all, they are really useless at this time, but they can't stand up and risk their lives.

Only the red-haired follower took a deep breath and stepped forward tremblingly, "Let, let me do it."

"No need." Gu Wuji was a little surprised, and then patted the servant's shoulder, "It's okay, I'll be fine. You've all been possessed by a ghost once before, and you don't know what will happen when you come again. I have never been possessed before, so there should be no problem now."

In fact, other people thought so too, but when Gu Wuji said it himself, they felt their shamelessness even more.

Rong Qingman gritted his teeth, glanced coldly at those around him, and finally could only say: "That's it." Then he looked at other people, "If something happens to him, you people Don't even think about it!"

And Gu Wuji had already picked up the paintbrush from his arms, and stood by the wall, looking ready.

There seemed to be joy on the ghost's face, but it was fleeting, and the others barely reacted, and he had already got into the pen in Gu Wuji's hand.

In the next moment, the pen in Gu Wuji's hand moved by itself, and quickly drew a door on the wall. This door was so real that no one could see any traces of the drawing.

After the door was painted, everyone was shocked to find that there was a black mist behind them, "Oh no! Let's go in quickly."

Gu Wuji nodded and pushed the door open.What appeared in front of everyone was a hall filled with various statues and portraits on the walls.It's more like an art exhibition than a private residence.

Just considering that the owner himself is a painter, it's normal to decorate it like this.

Everyone entered it one after another. Rong Qingman walked in and checked around, then nodded to Gu Wuji, "No problem, this is indeed the real third floor."

At this time, the black mist was already approaching behind him, so Gu Wuji walked in.

The moment the door closed behind Gu Wuji, the room suddenly lit up, but the surroundings glowed with red light, and the artwork suddenly became extremely strange under the light, which made the other players gasp.

But the ghost in the pen in Gu Wuji's hand suddenly appeared. At this time, its image has become extremely distorted, with a hideous look on its face, completely different from the harmless image of humans and animals before.

"You...damn it, there is a problem!" Rong Qingman's face changed, and he gritted his teeth, "Throw away that pen!"

Gu Wuji didn't move, because he knew it was impossible for him to throw away the pen.But he still looked at the ghost calmly, "You have finally revealed your true colors."

"Oh? You've already seen it?" The ghost seemed to be sure that he would be able to successfully possess him immediately, and even communicated with Gu Wuji as if he was not in a hurry.

The expressions of the others changed one after another, and Rong Qingman wanted to come forward to help, but the surrounding statues and paintings began to change, making it impossible for them to come here at all.

"After all, no matter how you think about it, you are very strange, whether it is the sudden memory of the past, or the matter of keeping calm when other ghosts are frantic." Gu Wuji said: "If I didn't guess If you make a mistake, you are the ghost of the house owner..."

After all, the news I heard before is that eight painters died tragically, and no matter the number of meals or the number corresponding to the players, there are eight. At first glance, there is no problem, but when you think about it carefully, you can feel that Wrong place.

Logically speaking, the owner of this house should have been here all the time, and would eat and live with other people in the studio. Could it be that the owner would go out to eat by himself when other people were eating?

Gu Wuji had already begun to suspect that among the dead, one of them was probably the mysterious owner of this house.

"That's right." The ghost looked at Gu Wuji with a satisfied expression, "As early as when you came in, I realized that my most perfect painting can finally be completed!"

Gu Wuji was silent for a moment.Was it really aimed at him from the beginning?

"Even if you sacrifice yourself, you have to open this door so that other people can come in. I really admire you. You are indeed the most perfect model I have ever seen." There was a bit of fanaticism in the ghost's words, "As long as I Can integrate your soul into that painting, even that person's painting can't compare to mine!"

When he heard that person, Gu Wuji immediately understood who he was talking about. It seems that this dungeon is indeed related to Jin Yu.

"The trouble is, I didn't expect you to bring other painting tools from outside, so I couldn't be possessed at that time..." The ghost said with dissatisfaction, "But it doesn't matter if it's a little late, everything ends It's still the same after all, and now your soul is mine—"

The ghost's expression suddenly changed. It seemed to realize something, and looked at Gu Wuji in astonishment, "How is it possible?! Why can't I feel the connection with your soul?"

Gu Wuji said: "After all, you were too impatient before, and you didn't even confirm what the paintbrush I was holding in my hand."

What Gu Wuji took out before was not the pencil possessed by the ghost at all, but the broken paintbrush given by the system when he was outside.

Before that, he had been thinking about the use of the pen given by the system.But later, he found out that the broken paintbrush was very similar to other painting tools in this studio, and it came from one place at all.

Even... the broken paintbrush is very likely to be owned by the owner's ghost before.

It was precisely because of this that Gu Wuji fiddled with the pen when he took it out.But because the other party was too urgent, he didn't confirm it at all, but just felt a familiar aura and hurriedly possessed it.

The ghost's face became extremely ugly, and there was already killing intent in his eyes.After all, there is not much time left for him now, that person has already discovered the existence of this place, if it drags on...

"You still have this trick. I underestimated you." The ghost sneered, "But even if the contract between souls has not been reached, of course I can do it on my own. After all, this is my territory. It’s because I’m stronger than ordinary people, but it’s still wishful thinking to resist me!”

Then, the ghost suddenly rushed towards Gu Wuji's body.