Paintings of Terror

Wei Miao, who had run all the way back, collided with Luo Wei, who had just entered the door, and was dragged back to the initial room by Qin Ci and Wei Dong. Red eyes stared at Wei Miao: "Has the hidden world been triggered?"

Wei Miao cried and shook her head: "I'm too scared... I'm afraid Nezha will kill me, I... I didn't dare to ask him where the sword is..."

"Let me go!" Luo Wei turned his head and shouted at Weidong, "Let me go, I'll ask Nezha—"

"What can be triggered by Nezha Naohai's world is likely to be Meijianchi's world, not Tianshu Qitan." Mu Yiran said to him calmly, and explained everyone's analysis of this matter in a few words, " At present, there is no obvious commonality between Nezha Naohai and Tianshu Qitan."

"Then - which other world is possible?!" Luo Wei asked, his eyes firmly fixed on the faces of Mu Yiran, Ke Xun and Qin Ci.

"It's really hard to judge..." Qin Ci's tone was heavy and embarrassing, and his eyes showed pity and regret like a doctor for an incurable disease.

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Luo Wei rushed to Ke Xun and eagerly stuffed the paper and pen into his hands: "Since your intuition is very accurate, please draw lots for Yaqing again, please! "

Ke Xun meowed a few times, Mu Yiran took the pen and paper, and translated his words while writing on the paper: "He can't write Chinese characters now, I will do it for you, but what Ke Xun means is that his intuition is not inferior. Every time is accurate, just like Qi Qiang last night. So I hope you don't put your hopes on this, and explain the future while there is still a little time."

These words came out of Mu Yiran's indifferent mouth, which seemed extremely cold, but everyone knew that this was actually the only thing Luo Wei and Li Yaqing could do now.

Li Yaqing cried until she almost fainted, Luo Wei frowned tightly and held her in his arms, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

What the two said to each other, no one listened carefully, or no one had the heart to listen. Wei Miao was also sitting on the sidelines and crying bitterly. Qin Ci walked over and asked her softly if she needed to leave something for her family.

Ke Xun pulled out a paper lottery for Li Yaqing, and it said "Laoshan Taoist" written on it.

Luo Wei's pale face showed his despair at the moment.

If Ke Xun's intuition is correct, then the world of Laoshan Taoist priests can trigger the hidden world of Tianshu Qitan. However, Laoshan Taoist priests are also a hidden world, and they have not been triggered so far.

Not to mention that there is not much time left now, even if there is enough time, we still need to find a way to find the world that can trigger the hidden world of Laoshan Taoist priests...

Luo Wei didn't want to give up, he went forward to hug Li Yaqing's cornucopia props, wanting to take it and her to seize the last time to continue searching, but this cornucopia has become extremely heavy, and the strength of two people can no longer move it , not to mention that Li Yaqing is now collapsed on the ground, unable to even stand up.

Luo Wei looked at the other people in the room, but didn't say anything to ask for help.

Who can help?Asking someone to help is equivalent to asking someone to die for Li Yaqing.

Luo Wei let go of his hand dejectedly, walked to Li Yaqing's side, and hugged her into his arms.His voice calmed down strangely, still possessing the rationality and composure unique to science students. He said calmly to Li Yaqing: "Don't worry, I will take good care of my uncles and aunts, and I will also thoroughly decipher the secrets behind the world in this painting. I will avenge you, and I will never forget you in this life."

Li Yaqing clutched his front collar tightly, crying heartbrokenly.

The box in the middle of the room opened the lid with a "snap".

Mu Yiran walked over, and saw another piece of paper inside the box, on which was written: Write down the title of another cartoon you opened.

Unsurprisingly, this is the title of the film that asks to write about the hidden world that he triggers.

Ke Xun, Mu Yiran, Zhu Haowen, and Wei Dong stepped forward to write on the paper one by one. Wei Miao, who had been crying bitterly, suddenly got up, struggled to come over, and also wrote down a name: "Mei Jian Chi".

This is indeed a hidden world that can be triggered by her world, but whether it is useful... I don't know.

Ke Xun asked Mu Yiran a few words in a low voice. He said that if he wrote Ge Lei's name, would he be backlashed?

Mu Yiran pondered for a moment, then shook his head lightly: "I woke him up, if he can regain consciousness, let him write by himself, after all, he is still alive, I don't think you should write for him."

Ke Xun nodded, watching Mu Yiran wake up Ge Lei who had been in a coma, but Ge Lei seemed to be really frightened into a madman, even though he stopped yelling and running around as he did when he was just mad, At this time, he also seemed to have lost his soul, sitting on the ground in a daze, no matter who spoke to him, it seemed that he couldn't hear him.

"Go and write," Qin Ci said to Luo Wei, who was still hugging Li Yaqing and refused to move, "Don't let Xiao Li feel sorry for it."

After all, it was because of Li Yaqing that Luo Wei was drawn into this endless painting world.

Li Yaqing nodded repeatedly in Luo Wei's arms, and pushed him to write his name on the paper.

Luo Wei got up calmly, and helped Li Yaqing up, both of them wrote the title of the film on the paper, and then sat back to the wall without saying a word.

Ke Xun looked at Huang Pi who was still and silent: "Meow meow?"

Mu Yiran translated: "You really don't want to live anymore?"

Huang Pi glanced at the two of them indifferently, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm tired of living, it's not bad to die here."

Ke Xun thought for a while, then suddenly took out his phone, turned on the music stored on the machine, flicked through it for a long time, finally found a song, clicked play, turned down the volume, and handed it to Huang Pi.

Huang Pi took it and put it to his ear, and heard a distant but very familiar melody coming from inside:

Sound the whistle of the wind, we spread our young wings.The white sails that raise the waves are rushing, and we are facing the colorful sunshine.

La... la... Fly bravely, sing happily, and start sailing with flags and flags.

Seagulls were beeping in front, showing us the way.The waves crashing beneath our feet, singing for us.

La... la... Fly bravely, sing happily, start sailing with flags and flags...

Huang Pi listened, and smiled slowly, revealing his yellow teeth that had been eroded by tobacco and alcohol.

"Flag Cruiser." He said with a hoarse smile, closed his eyes suddenly, leaned his head against the wall behind him, and hummed along with the music on the phone, even though his voice was ugly and incomplete.

The star and moon patterns on the walls and roof became hazy and dreamy, swaying, flickering, twisting, and slowly transformed into faces of adults.

From the box in the middle of the room, there was a childish and playful music sound, like the opening song of a cartoon.

Wei Miao let out a heart-piercing scream.

She crawled on the ground, her whole body was twitching, and the flesh on her back was wrinkled, as if she was pulling out the elastic waistband of her trousers.

It seemed that an invisible hand was pulling her tendons out from inside her flesh.

Wei Miao's screams were so distorted and unnatural that they didn't stop, and Ge Lei, who was insane, started screaming again.

Even if you are crazy, you still know the pain.He was rolling all over the floor, and the flesh on his body disappeared piece by piece, exposing the bloody internal organs and bones, as if some invisible thing was gnawing at him bit by bit.

Wei Dong was so frightened that he fell limply and sat on the base of the wall. He didn't dare to look at and didn't want to see the horrible scene in front of him, but his whole body was so frightened that he lost all functions, so he could only sit there dumbfounded and move. Can't open the blood-filled eyes.

Zhu Haowen turned his head away, and his eyes fell on a certain door next to him. Even if he is color-blind now and cannot see blood, he doesn't want to look at the deformed or mutilated bodies of these two people who were tortured and murdered.

The third one who yelled was Li Yaqing. Her yell was not a scream or a cry of pain, but frightened.

An irresistible force was emerging from that cornucopia, dragging her into the basin.

Luo Wei hugged her desperately, but he was no match for that strength at all.Ke Xun ran over to help, although he knew it was impossible to resist.

Luo Wei just watched Li Yaqing being dragged into the basin. The mouth of the dark basin led to nowhere. It swallowed her, but rejected him, and excluded him from the basin. Jumping inside is just futile.

Ke Xun pulled Rovi away, and held his shoulder to give him useless comfort. Rowe panted heavily, trying to make himself accept this reality as soon as possible.

Just when the mood calmed down a little, they suddenly heard a noise from the cornucopia, and the two stared at it together, only to see a person spew out from the cornucopia, the person was thrown in the air, and then fell heavily on the ground.

Looking closely, it was Li Yaqing who had lost her vitality.

Luo Wei was about to go over to pick her up, when suddenly there was another noise in the cornucopia, and then another person was ejected vigorously, and fell heavily on the ground from mid-air, as if throwing a broken sack full of garbage.

Looking over, it turned out to be another Li Yaqing.

A dead Li Yaqing.

Luo Wei stood motionless on the spot.

There were sounds in the cornucopia, and Li Yaqing's corpses spewed out from the mouth of the basin again, again, and again, one, two, three, dozens of corpses.

"Stop—bastard—stop—" Luo Wei suddenly collapsed, pulling his hair fiercely with both hands, and yelling at the cornucopia heart-piercingly.

Ke Xun stepped forward to hug him, forced his head into his arms, and prevented him from watching this extremely cruel and vicious scene.

The dead body of a lover is already an unbearable pain, but the cruel and vicious force will make more than a dozen dead bodies before his eyes.

Ke Xun was so angry that the blood vessels on his forehead protruded.

But he couldn't do anything, he could only hold down Luo Wei, who was so stimulated that he was almost going crazy.

Mu Yiran stepped forward, bent down and held a leg of the cornucopia, and lifted it upwards forcefully, and the big copper basin fell down with a bang. Mu Yiran lifted it forcefully again, and the mouth of the basin turned over .

The mouth of the basin was blocked by the ground, and finally stopped throwing corpses out again.

Ke Xun turned his face to look at the whole room. Wei Miao was also dead, and the flesh on his back was wrinkled into a pile.Ge Lei's upper body has been "eaten" and his lower body is still being eaten by an invisible mouth.

And Huang Pi, who had never made a sound, was embedded into the wall alive with half of his body at this moment.

The protagonist of Laoshan Taoist, in his dream, he learned the wall-penetrating technique.

Only half of Huang Pi's face and one hand remained exposed outside the wall, and this hand was still holding Ke Xun's cell phone unwillingly to relax.

"...Flag...Flag...Start...Far...Sailing..." Huang Pi hummed with difficulty, until his entire face was embedded into the wall, and the only ones left outside the wall were Confucianism who fell to the ground. Towels and props, only the hand that was once stained with the sins of the world remained. The mobile phone in his hand played the songs he sang with the kindergarten children when he was a child.