Paintings of Terror

The props in the box are indeed as Ke Xun said, there are all kinds of strange things.

Everyone leaned forward and saw a writing brush, a fishing rod, a small copper basin, a red fruit of an unknown plant, a Confucian scarf like that worn by ancient literati, a sword, etc. Two longan cores, a round red stone, a whisker suspected to be a cat, a pair of cat ear headdresses, a pair of rabbit ear headdresses, a pair of antler headdresses, and a set of clothes.

Everyone was a little puzzled, but Qi Qiang was quick and grabbed the sword in his hand first.

This sword is very sharp. When Qi Qiang was taking it out of the box, the tip of the sword passed by the arm of the woman with hair in the dish. It was still half an inch away from her clothes, but it surprisingly cut the hair in the hair. There was a tear in the dress on the woman's arm.

Owning such a sharp weapon can at least give people a sense of psychological security.

The curly-haired empress screamed belatedly, clutching her arms and glaring at Qi Qiang angrily: "You're sick! You almost rowed until I knew it! You're blind! What are you grabbing—ah!"

Before the series of spouts in her mouth could be finished, she was slapped heavily on the face by Qi Qiang, her body suddenly tilted to the side, and she fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"What are you doing!" The other three companions who entered the painting with her shouted at Qi Qiang in surprise and anger.

Qi Qiang gave these people a gloomy look, and pointed at them with the sword in his hand: "I can do whatever I want, who is not convinced?"

Seeing that these people wanted to say more without knowing what to do, Ke Xun suddenly slapped the box, which shocked everyone.

"Don't waste time," Ke Xun looked at the little group indifferently, "In this painting, anyone can kill, and anyone can be killed. I advise you to use your brains before you act, even if you don't want to believe that our brother Qin told you before. In other words, there is no harm in thinking twice before acting, especially before you have figured out the current situation, are you right?"

Seeing that several people were thinking about his words, Ke Xun looked at Qi Qiang again, and hooked the corners of his lips with a half-smile: "Brother Qiang, we have made a few more paintings than you, and I have an experience to talk about— —In this painting, it is true that you can kill your companions at will, but without exception, none of the people who killed your companions can succeed in painting, and they died worse than anyone else. Of course you don’t have to believe it, or you can try it casually, but brother, I Let me just remind you, there is only one life after all, if you try it for the first time, there will never be a second time, you should be cautious in everything, don’t you think?”

Qi Qiang fought against this kid in the previous painting, of course he knew that this kid's fists were by no means as harmless as his handsome face, not to mention that he would suffer as a result of the fight.

Coupled with that cold-faced boy standing next to him, he was even more indistinguishable.

Qi Qiang snorted coldly, carefully hung the sword in his hand by his side, walked to the side and looked at everyone with a gloomy face.

"Hurry up and pick the props, hurry up." Ke Xun was about to reach for the red round stone, but Wei Dong grabbed it.

"That kind of unremarkable thing is not suitable for you." Wei Dong picked out the pair of rabbit ear headdresses, put them on Ke Xun's head, and then whistled, "Rabbit boy, you just say Saibu Saike sei?" She pouted towards Mu Yiran as she spoke.

"...I'm a corgi, not a rabbit." Ke Xun took off the headdress and threw it back into the box, then turned to look at Mu Yiran, "Yiran, help me choose."

In the past, the boss would give him a cold stare, and turn around and walk away mercilessly, but now the boss lowered his head, looked in the box for a few times, bent down, stretched out his slender arms and fingers, and chose for him Out of the same props.

It feels good to have a boyfriend, Ke Xun thought.

Then the boyfriend put on a pair of cat ear headdresses for him.

Ke Xun: "..."

Weidong: It turns out that the boss likes the sexy and indifferent little cat aunt.

When Wei Dong was slapped in the face by the dog food, the props in the box had already been taken by everyone. Qin Ci picked up the fishing rod, Zhu Haowen picked up the very inconspicuous cat's whiskers, Luo Wei chose The one he bought was a red round stone, and he took the very delicate small chiseled copper flower pot for his girlfriend Li Yaqing.

Unexpectedly, Huang Pi, who is obviously a daoist and a few grades darker than Qi Qiang, actually chose the Confucian scarf worn by the ancient man. This taste is very different from his personal style. for violation.

The four newcomers, two men and two women, each chose two longan cores, a headdress with rabbit ears, a headwear with dragon horns, and the suit.

In the end, there was only a writing brush and the fruit of an unknown plant left in the box, Weidong looked at Mu Yiran: "Boss, which one do you want?"

Mu Yiran bent over and picked up the fruit of the plant, and left the brush to Weidong.

The box was emptied, revealing the words written on the bottom of the box: Please wear/wear/take your own props, no exchange in the middle.

"Crazy..." The curly-haired girl babbled bitterly, looked at the rabbit ear headdress in her hand, saw that it was very cute, so she didn't say any more, and put the headdress on her head.

The rest of the props that don’t need to be worn on the body are all in their pockets or in their hands. It is worth noting that after entering this painting, the clothes on everyone’s bodies have not changed. What's inside.

Except for the newcomer who chose the clothes and props, he hesitated again and again, but decided to change into this suit. It was a red and white horizontal stripe T, a pair of black flared trousers, and a wide yellow belt in the middle , which fits perfectly, but is also rather comical.

Ke Xun's attention was all on the plant fruit in Mu Yiran's hand. Among the thirteen props, only this one seemed to need to be taken: "What should I do? Do I really want to eat it?"

Mu Yiran lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said "En", and put the fruit into his mouth without hesitation.

Ke Xun didn't stop it after thinking about it. Since it was the rules given by Hua, he had no choice but to follow the rules.

Watching Mu Yiran eat the fruit, Ke Xun hurriedly asked with concern: "How do you feel?"

Mu Yiran frowned slightly, and lowered his voice slightly: "There is no abnormality in the body for the time being, but the ear seems to be slightly numb just now, as if it had been electrified."

Ke Xun was startled, quickly raised his hand to support Mu Yiran's cheek, and turned his head sideways: "Let me see!" He said and looked carefully into his earholes, and saw that the inside was clean, and there was no change.

Mu Yiran turned his face slightly, and looked at Ke Xun, who was close at hand. His unkempt but stylish hair was fluffy moving around his eyes. At this time, it turns back and forth like a pair of live ears that really grow on a cat, and occasionally shakes the tips of the ears!

"Ke Xun!" Mu Yi frowned, reaching out to pull the cat ears on his head.

But hearing Ke Xun's "hiss", he made a pained expression, and then he was shocked: "Damn it!"

He hurriedly raised his hand to touch it, but unexpectedly, it felt as if he was touching his own ears. Not only did his hands feel tactile, but the pair of cat ears could also give him the physical feeling of being "touched by hands".

——In other words, the pair of cat ears seemed to grow out of his body, blending with his body without any sense of disobedience!

Several old members looked at him in shock, and saw that the two pointed cat ears on his head were standing upright with great vigilance...

"Damn it!" Wei Dong opened his mouth and looked at Ke Xun with wide eyes, "You're not going to become a cat, are you?!"

Qin Ci asked with concern: "Do you feel something wrong with your body?"

"Not yet..." Ke Xun said, his pupils dilated suddenly, he quickly turned around, raised his buttocks and asked Mu Yiran, "Help me to see, there is no tail?"

Everyone: "..."

"No." Mu Yiran pursed his lips.

"Where's the beard?" Ke Xun turned around again, pouted at Mu Yiran.

"..." Mu Yiran looked at him, took half a step forward, and stood close to him, "No."

Ke Xun thought to himself: Why does his voice sound a little dangerous?

Wei Dong thought to himself: If you commit another crime, believe it or not, he will push you to the ground right now!

Qin Ci thought to himself: Haowen might be the chairman with cat whiskers, but he picked cat whiskers, let me observe.

Zhu Haowen thought: very cute.

Suddenly, I heard several newcomers exclaiming in surprise. It turned out that the woman with the curly hair and the other woman who chose the dragon horn headdress were also like Ke Xun. The headdress on her head had grown into a part of her body. He pulled the rabbit ears on his head, but Naihe hurt himself with all his strength.

"What's going on here? What's going on here?" Panfa Nu finally panicked, ran over staggeringly, grabbed Qin Ci's arm and stared at him.

"As you can see," Qin Ci said to her in a deep voice, "it is just as I told you at the beginning, this is the world in the painting."

With a sound of "bang", the lid of the box was suddenly closed, and everyone followed the sound to look over, but saw that there was an extra line of words on the lid: Choice determines destiny.

"... But anything that rises to the level of destiny is not a good thing..." Wei Dong said.

"Let's take a step and take a look." Qin Ci was talking, and suddenly heard the sound of "click" on the circular wall of the closed room. The traces of the shape shrink towards the two sides like a sliding door, and six circular doors are opened at different positions on this circle of walls.

The newcomers finally realized the huge difference between the situation in front of them and the real world. They screamed or drank heavily in panic, or shrank to the side of the old members trembling, for fear that something terrible or someone would come out when the door opened.

After all the doors were opened and stopped moving, the old members took a step and looked at the situation outside the six doors separately.

At this time, the weird style of the Weird School paintings finally showed its first clues, and every round door presented to everyone seemed to be a different world.

It is different from all the paintings I have entered before. Each of the previous paintings only reflects a single world, but this strange and deviant painting presents six worlds. So which world is the right one? What about the right world to escape from a painting?

Choice determines fate.

"What... what should I do?" The newcomers looked at the old members in unison for help.

"It seems that the rules of this painting are related to choices," Zhu Haowen said, "Whether it's everyone's choice of props just now, or the choice of these six worlds in the future. If you choose the wrong one, you may die."

Wei Dong was depressed: "This difficulty is suddenly six times more difficult than before. Before, we only needed to find clues in one world, but now we have to find clues in six worlds. We only have seven days. We are too nervous."

"Does the meaning of these six doors still mean that we should act in groups?" Qin Ci glanced at the panic-stricken newcomers, and sighed softly in his heart, "Then, let's get to know each other first."