After the retired judge enters the escape game

Qi Wuguo was unconscious, still immersed in the painting.

With a little force on the nail, a drop of blood seeped out.

The girl seemed to be stimulated by the breath of blood, and the whites of her eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, making her face even more terrifying, like a ghost.

The drop of blood just rolled down the neck and fell into the collar.

It's summer now, and Qi Wuguo is sitting on the bench with his back slightly arched, and his T-shirt has been moved up to reveal his lower back.

The girl stood behind Qi Wuguo, she could see a dark red birthmark on Qi Wuguo's back, but it didn't make her take a second look.

Just when she tried again to completely cut off the head of the person in front of her, the color of the birthmark suddenly became like a raging fire, and it spread and climbed up in just a moment.

A pattern-like birthmark also appeared on the back of Qi Wuguo's neck, spreading all the way to the back of the ears.

The girl only felt a sharp pain at the fingertips touching the opponent's skin, and her entire soul seemed to be being burned by a raging fire.

She withdrew her hand abruptly, and even took a few steps back unconsciously.

"You came."

Qi Wuguo opened his mouth and said a line that was said by Duan Li before.

The girl was stunned for a moment and didn't answer, but her black pupils slowly turned into pure white.

"You look back at me, okay?"

As long as you see her, you will be dominated by fear, and the three fires on your shoulders will be weaker, and they will no longer pose a threat to her.

The girl only thought that the burning sensation just now was due to Qi Wuguo's particularly strong yang energy.

Qi Wuguo shook his head: "I have the most suitable look for you in my heart, so there is no need to look back."

The girl was furious and wanted to get closer, but she remembered what happened in the bathroom last time. The inexplicable flame appeared like a gangrene, and it took her a lot of effort to put out the fire.

Her body comes from the soul and resentment, and she can be reborn but needs to consume the energy of the soul.At that time, she spent a lot of resentment in order to restore that strand of burnt hair.

The girl had no choice but to stand a few steps away and wait and see what happened.

She just watched everything in Qi Wuguo's pen gradually take shape, and a young girl appeared on the endless lotus leaves.

The girl is wearing a long skirt, dancing on the lotus leaves, like a peacock under the moon.

The most striking thing is the pair of shapeless hands, with slender fingers, imitating the shape of a peacock, as weak and boneless.

After Qi Wuguo finished the last stroke, he said: "When I saw your hand, I had this idea. Such a perfect hand must be beautiful when dancing in the lotus pond under the moon."

The girl was silent for a moment, and said: "At the beginning, he praised my hand like that, and then cut off my hand after I died."

Qi Wuguo finally got up and turned to look at the girl behind him: "The possessive desire for beautiful things, fermented to the extreme, is the extreme evil."

"If he enters the underworld, he will repeat the pain of being mutilated for a hundred years."

His expression was always calm, even when facing the messy stitch marks on the girl's face, he didn't show any strangeness.

The girl looked at him with her gaze always on her lips, and her pale eyes gradually turned scarlet again.

Qi Wuguo said: "The mark on your mouth is your remorse, why?"

The girl was slightly taken aback, facing the other party's clear gaze, she couldn't help but reply: "I shouldn't laugh, if I don't smile, he won't mistake me for being interested in him..."

With her clueless narration, the past became clear.

The girl used to be a popular figure on campus, she was good-looking and good at dancing, and she was the most eye-catching one on various occasions.

All nightmares originate from her smile, the girl thinks so.

That day, the Dafan aunt at the window she likes to go to asked for leave and temporarily replaced Dafan with an uncle who was a helper in the back kitchen.

The uncle was very generous with the dish, and even added half a spoonful to her, and the girl smiled politely back.

Then came the summer vacation, the girl stayed in the school dormitory and did not go home, and the nightmare came.

In that painful memory, the only thing she remembered was that the devil kept saying that she smiled at him, and she must have wanted to seduce herself, saying that she made her uneasy and committed a heinous crime.

After it was all over, the demon even chopped off her hand, saying that it was his obsession with it that made the big mistake.

"You have already taken revenge, why hasn't your resentment dissipated?" Qi Wuguo asked again.

The girl didn't know why, but she should have rushed forward and cut off the head of this reckless human being.

However, she didn't do this, but stood still and answered the questions obediently, which reminded her of how she felt when she was facing the HR of the other company when she was working part-time.

Yes, why did the resentment not dissipate?

She remembered that after she killed that demon with her own hands, she wandered around the campus, her consciousness gradually became blurred, and strange music gradually rang in her ears.

at that time.

She saw a female student of the same age, dancing by the lake.

She suddenly thought of herself, obviously she danced better than this girl, but because of a demon, her life journey ended early.

She went back to the dormitory where she used to live, and looked at those vibrant lives, laughing or crying or making noise over some trivial things, and the envy in her heart gradually turned into resentment.

Her lost resentment and ability began to return, and finally, driven by resentment and jealousy, she hurt several innocent girls.Like a vicious circle, the more people she hurt, the heavier her resentment.

Just when she lost her mind and was about to kill the first innocent person, someone appeared in front of her and took her away.

Then, she appeared in the same place as the campus where she once attended.

Qi Wuguo listened quietly, didn't comfort her, didn't say anything else, just handed her the painting in his hand, and said: "Although you have a lot of grievances, there are no innocent lives in your hands. Give it to you. "

The girl took the painting and watched the other party leave in a daze.

She lowered her head again, only to find a black bird flying out of the painting in her hand.

The bird hovered, its tail feathers pulling out streaks of black mist in the air.The black mist seemed to be alive, twisting and slowly forming words.

Dear Ms. Xi Yuxin: We are pleased to inform you that our company has decided to hire you as a dancer of the Jifu Art Troupe. The specific job description is as follows...

The girl was stunned.

Who is Xi Yuxin?

By the way, Xi Yu's heart is her.She looked at the strange text in front of her for a long time, and finally raised her hand and pressed her fingerprints at the bottom.

The moment the fingerprints fell, the words formed by the black mist twisted and turned into a door.

The girl lowered her head, wiped her face with her white hands, and those black sutures slowly disappeared, revealing her original delicate appearance.

She smiled, looked back at the campus that she had been fond of, and then stepped into the door.

A few minutes after the girl's figure disappeared, a man appeared from behind the tree, handsome and tall.

This person is Duan Li, Qi Wu Guo's roommate.

Duan Li walked to the place where Qi Wuguo and Xi Yuxin were standing just now, and with a swipe of his hand, the screen playback started in midair.

He had a cold expression, as if he had no interest in what was happening in front of him.

When the birthmark on Qi Wuguo's lower back began to spread, Duan Li finally raised his hand.

The picture was still and zoomed in, Duan Li carefully looked at the small part of the exposed birthmark, and said softly: "Soul-locking formation?"

There were too few exposed parts, and he couldn't confirm whether it was the soul-locking formation, but judging from Xi Yuxin's performance, it should be some kind of formation that works on the soul.

Duan Li continued to look at it, and finally stopped the screen on the painting that Qi Wuguo had drawn.

He looked at the painting for a long time, his eyes were very focused.

"What an interesting man."

In the end, after Duan Li left such a sentence, he raised his hand and waved away all the pictures, turned around and disappeared by the lake.

When Qi Wuguo returned to the dormitory, there was no one there.

He sat down at the desk, and then remained as still as a statue.

The patterns behind the ears gradually faded and disappeared, then the back of the neck, and finally became like the usual Qi Wuguo.

At this time, Qi Wuguo seemed to have come to his senses, he pinched the center of his brows, and felt his head hurt.

"Didn't I draw by the lake?"

He only felt a little puzzled. The last part of his memory was obviously drawing by the lake. He had just painted the embryonic form of the lotus in the lake, and the next thing was like a fragment of drunkenness, which was blank.

Qi Wuguo picked up the sketchbook on the table, a page was torn off from the top, and from the mark left on the bottom, it seems that there was indeed a painting.

Where are his paintings?What happened just now?

"what happened?"

Qi Wuguo turned his head and saw Duan Li standing at the door.

He replied casually: "The painting I just painted disappeared, and I don't remember where it was thrown."

"I just came back from the lake and saw a painting on the bench over there. I went to get it, but when I got close, it was blown into the lake by the wind."

Qi Wuguo didn't think much about it, he just felt a little pity, and asked, "How about the painting?"

"good."

Duan Li didn't seem very happy, and walked to the desk with a cold face and sat down.

Qi Wuguo didn't care about that painting at this time, he became more and more convinced that the main line of the game must be on his roommate.As for the matter in the girls' dormitory No. [-] and the cafeteria, his intuition told him that it was just a branch line, so he didn't need to worry about it.

Qi Wuguo, who has always believed in his intuition, felt that he should take the initiative to advance the plot line of the roommate.

He speculated about the character design, and tentatively asked, "What's the matter? You don't seem to be in a good mood?"

"I thought you bought the sketchbook to draw me."

"what?"

Qi Wuguo was stunned, only felt that Duan Li's performance was somewhat different from the character setting.But thinking of what happened by the lake before, it seems understandable.

"I just practiced my hands first. I haven't painted my hands for a long time. A person with such a unique temperament like you can't do it lightly." Qi Wuguo praised Duan Li very skillfully, hoping that the other party can expose it.

"I don't care." Duan Li said, "I like painting, and I like people who can paint."

Qi Wuguo was left speechless again by the painting that seemed to be a confession. He finally discovered that Duan Li, who usually looks aloof and difficult to get close to, is actually a person with strong emotions and can express it directly. .

The atmosphere was a little awkward and a little ambiguous.

Qi Wuguo didn't know what to do with his hands and feet, but his intuition told him that things were not that simple.

This is not a love game, but an escape game where ghosts run rampant.

Don't look at the Duan Li in front of him is simply the standard heroine design of Su Broken Leg in the love game, if he agrees to his confession, I don't know if something will happen that fits the horror game.

Qi Wuguo decided to pretend to be stupid, smiled and said: "When I finish practicing, I will draw a picture for you."

Duan Li withdrew his gaze, no longer feeling so oppressive, but said something vaguely.

"I'm waiting for you."