A Crowd of Evil Spirit Lines up to Confess to Me

Time returned to not long ago.

When Rong Qingman was sitting on the edge of the bed and was about to sleep, he suddenly saw that after the window that was opened by the endless, it was a **** scene.

It is just like another world. In the next moment, when the uncomfortable gaze was strong enough, a pair of black and white eyes suddenly appeared in the red world.

When Rong Qing Mandeng was in the same place, obviously facing such danger, he should take out the props at this time, but he did not know why, he could not move.

And the huge eyes are looking at the position of their room. When the cold eyes stare at themselves, Rong Qingman unconsciously feels that the back has been soaked by cold sweat.

Fortunately, the eyes didn't stay for a long time, and they swept to the room next to them, as if they were looking for someone, and Rong Qingman was obviously not the object he was looking for, so he was skipped so casually.

In the near future, the eyes disappeared directly, and the fog covered the position where the eyes appeared.

"What the **** is going on, what the eyes are? The sight we have seen these days is it... Who is it looking for? If it finds that person, what happens?"

Rong Qingman's face was pale, and he felt that his exploration in this villa on these two days seemed to be of no use at the moment. There was no place to mention such a monster in this copy.

"Fortunately, this monster has no killing for passers-by, otherwise I will definitely be in trouble."

Then he saw the position of the window frame and immediately realized that the window did not know when it became a painting.

"Is this the painting of the owner? He actually has such ability, it seems that it should be more careful."

Of course, Rong Qingman, who almost wants to enter the advanced copy, will not shrink back. He immediately got up and walked to the window and was ready to observe it carefully. But at the moment of taking the step, he suddenly felt a groggy mind. The body seems to be out of control.

Even in the next moment, the ghost of this copy that was originally suppressed by him suddenly emerged.

"Damn, this portrait is actually..."

To know the will of the person who can control his strength, it is not the ordinary devil can do it, at least the existence of the superior devil!

This intermediate copy is not simple, but there will be ghosts of the ghost king level...

Under that strong temptation, Rong Qingman had no extra energy to think about other things. In his eyes, there was only the painting in front of him. Only the thought in his heart entered the world.

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Rong Qingman woke up and couldn't remember it. He saw something on the edge of the window before he was in a coma. The memory seemed to disappear from the air. But he suddenly remembered that when he was unable to control his body, the good old man of Sun was running to save himself.

He suddenly widened his eyes, and when he saw two shadows in the house, he remembered the previous things and suddenly sat up. "Sun, go -"

Before the words were finished, Rong Qingman saw the likes of sitting on the side like a big man, and the ghost of a younger brother who was squatting in front of the other side.

Rong Qingman: "..."

Rong Qingman: "??"

This picture simply subverts Rong Qingman's imagination. In his sense, this grandson is the kind of person who is more powerful than the average player, but who is a little bit better in any case, is also slightly qualified to let him talk to him.

But now the reality has beaten his face. Rong Qingman never thought about it before, and he would still be saved in such circumstances. The other party is more than enough to control this ghost.

Rong Qingman looked at the window again and found that the blood red color disappeared from the window. The yin that had spread into the house also dissipated. Everything returned to the usual appearance. Now I can see that only the next door is covered with fog. It’s just a dark villa.

"It's great that you are fine." Gu Wuji tried to ask the ghost to go to half, and he heard the movement, and immediately turned his head and looked over. "Before I was scared to death, I thought you were going to jump off the building."

Rong Qingman can't help but blush because he feels shameful. He usually squats in front of others... The result is such a shameful thing.

In fact, it seems that the strength of Sun Shi may have been stronger than him! The other party could not shake the enchantment of the portrait, but it was easy to hold the ghost. Also saved his life! What qualifications does he have in front of the other party?

Rong Qingman sighed, his attitude and the past was a huge change. He didn’t care about his care: "I really appreciate your help, I don't know how to repay."

"No, you are fine." Gu Wuji heard the two words and remembered the previous dream. He immediately pulled out a friendly smile and looked at Rong Qingman. When he helped, he never thought about it anyway. Who will return himself.

Rong Qingman’s heart is even more shy. He used to humiliate other players. He thinks that these people should wait for death if they are poor in strength. It’s time to save people. If someone else is such a person, he is afraid that it is early. It’s dead.

"No, I will thank you for yours." Rong Qingman said, and then hated to look at the ghosts in front of Gu Wuji, the eyes filled with cold killing, "this **** ghost, actually took the opportunity to do it for me." ... It seems that you should have settled here."

The ghost was immediately shivered by Rong Qingman, but it was really afraid of nothing, only stiff in the middle.

"Speaking of these ghosts can still kill?" Gu Wuji looked strangely to Rong Qingman.

"Although they are already dead, they can still make their souls fly through special methods... or let more powerful ghosts devour them." Rong Qingman immediately explained the things that would never be easily revealed in the past. , said: "Although I can't completely dissipate them, but weaken the power, it is still a breeze to attract other ghosts."

Gu nodded and nodded. "But I am a peace-loving person. You still don't want to do this kind of thing for this ghost. Besides, there are still things that have not been explained."

There was a grateful heart in the ghost of the earth. But I really want to vomit and careless. Just look at the kitchen knife and I can't see the slightest peace of mind, and then the sentence is full of danger!

At this time, Rong Qingman was already looking at his eyes with a filter-filled look. Immediately, he was moved, and in the past he was considered a useless act of kindness, which was just like sparkling at this time.

"You are right, then of course I will not start with it again." Said, Rong Qingman stared coldly at the ghost on the ground. "You counted a dog's life, if you do anything else." I will never spare you."

The ghost can only nod and nod, no matter how it thinks in the heart, now it can only be done in the face of these two terrible living people.

Gu Wuji looked at the ghost on the ground. "You haven't told me how to make up the painting."

Ghost Road: "Of course, the model soul with the perfect face thought of the owner of the studio is sacrificed into the portrait to complete the painting. Of course, such people are very difficult to find, so now they are retreating. Second, find the right part of the face of a large number of souls to fill in the portrait."

Then it looked at it more and more, no matter how you look at it, you feel that this face is in line with the requirements of the homeowner.

Gu wrinkled his eyebrows and asked: "Is there any other way?"

At this point, it’s okay to take care of it, and the eyes of Rong Qingman who are staring at it are all more terrible than ghosts. “You don’t want to say that you should sacrifice yourself when you ask Sun?”

"How could there be such a thing!!" The ghosts almost cried, but this time they honestly said, "I really don't know!"

"It seems that it does not lie." Rong Qingman is still very keen in this respect. The reason why the car was overturned was because of the accidental encounter with the portrait relationship, otherwise the ghost must have been suppressed by it.

Then he couldn’t ask anything if he couldn’t look at it. Suddenly, he was like two ghosts that had been pretending to be out.

Rong Qingman's face is not very good-looking. Can these three ghosts think that this room is for them to communicate with the past? If he doesn't care about what he doesn't care about, he can't stand it.

When the ghost on the ground saw the male ghost of Gu Wuji, he immediately showed a strange color, and quickly ignored Gu’s: “He is actually here... If it is him, he will know more and This studio owner has something to do with it."

The ghost of Gu Wuji immediately shook his head, his face still with a sigh of pain and a bit of pain, "... I have no memory, I can't remember it."

Rong Qingman looked coldly at the ghost on the ground. "Do you mean it?"

The ghost on the ground scared to death, and quickly said: "It's true! Although I don't remember too well... but this guy will know something, and if you can't do it, you can find ways to stimulate him!"

Gu did not look at the ghost attached to himself, but also accidentally picked up the kitchen knife. "How do you feel now?"

"I feel that I am tired, I still have to rest first." The ghost on his body immediately retracted.

These two ghosts are not unaware of what happened to the outside world. Their impression of carelessness has also changed dramatically... The former kind of pure and kind-handed man has no impression that the beauty of the man is no longer coming back.

The female ghost shook her head, and the body was subconsciously far away from the unruly hand. Her terrible ghost, when was afraid of someone! But when she thinks about the ability of the other party to quickly bind the ghost in front of her, she can't help but have some scalp tingling.

"It seems that because of some relationship, the memory of the past is far less than us... still, let's take it slowly."

"Then let's go to sleep first." Gu Wuji thinks that he is not the kind of person who forces the ghost. If it doesn't work, then forget it.

Although there was such an amazing thing when I was sleeping, Gu did not insist that I could not sleep. Otherwise, how come up tomorrow will continue to make a copy of the spirit.

What's more, the boss of the first copy is not too busy to find him twice a night.

The ghosts on the ground feel strong dissatisfaction. How can these ghosts not be forced to ask? But it knew that it was his own problem, and he had to sigh and continue to be **** with rope.

Rong Qingman took the ghost and collected it. He felt exhausted. He saw that he had no sleep at the speed of light, and he did not feel like a sigh in the heart. Instead, he felt the psychological quality of his carelessness.

"I thought I had to be a senior player before. It must have been the most powerful of this group, but now it seems that I am still a little far away." Rong Qingman said this, and arranged several props in the house. To ensure that you can remind yourself when the danger occurs, this will fall asleep.

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The weather is not very good today, even during the day.

Gu was still lying in bed, and suddenly he was woken up by the screams from the corridor.

"What happened?" Gu couldn't help but blinked and slowly climbed out of bed.

"I don't know." Rong Qingman shook his head and he just woke up.

After opening the door, Gu Wuji and Rong Qingman finally knew what was going on.

The paintings on the wall that represent the progress of the former studio members have disappeared. Instead, it was the paintings that the players themselves painted yesterday.

These paintings have been spent all night, and the degree of horror has not been reduced. It is even more so that people feel that their spirits are polluted.

There are even players who are already overwhelmed and can't wait to smash up the picture, but in the end they are forced to calm down.

"This is all about it, who brought these paintings!"

“Is there really no problem with these paintings? I always think there will be monsters in them.”

No one dared to stare at these paintings for too long, they went downstairs and just wanted to pretend that nothing happened.

Gu Wuji looked at the wall and found that his portrait was not here... but also his paintings and these paintings are obviously not a style.

He couldn't help but look closely at other paintings around him. Although these paintings are very strange and terrible, they are actually nothing to me. Actually, the real ghosts have seen so much. These are just portraits of the bodies. .

"Wait." Gu Wuji suddenly realized what he was doing and reached out to the portrait in front of him. "This is..."

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After going downstairs, everyone was absent-minded to eat breakfast, and the spirit was sluggish.

Although they didn't encounter the window becoming a painting last night, they also felt a strong line of sight. They couldn't sleep peacefully. When they woke up and saw the terrible paintings, their minds were greatly stimulated.

Although there was nothing to do last night, there are still six players left in this copy, but the situation is still not optimistic.

They have all realized that the situation in this copy has become worse and worse. If you can't think of the way to leave, maybe they are not living today.

Among these people, the middle-aged man is still calm, it is better to say that his state is very normal eating food.

In the information he learned, today's mission is still very calm, but after the painting is finished, the copy will change, and the ghosts will appear to fight with the players.

And as long as he escapes at that time, there is no difficulty at all.

The red-haired follower next to "Last night..." was like a slogan, and several times I wanted to speak, and I was interrupted by a middle-aged man.

"It’s just a little thing. It’s just that people are not dead. Is this copy still thinking about sleeping for a night?”

"That is also true." Red Mao had nodded, but his look was still subtle.

After the meal, everyone was not prepared, and the face was gray and sitting, just want to delay.

Gu Wuji suddenly said: "Rong Qingman, can you accompany me in the villa? I suddenly feel that I have just eaten a lot and want to digest and digest."

Everyone was shocked after hearing his words.

Then they were even more shocked to see that Rong Qingman, who was still awkward in the past few days, was like a change of personality. Not only did he not ridicule, but he immediately went to the front of him. "This is me. The honor."

If other people still feel that yesterday, Rong Qingman is suspected of becoming a foundation. Today they feel that Rong Qingman is already the foundation.

"It's terrible!"

Seeing that Gu Wuji and Rong Qingman were walking around the house, the red-haired squad whispered to the middle-aged man: "Is there no problem with them?"

"There is something wrong with this, but the two foundations are gone." The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh. He thought that the two players were more powerful... The result was the end, but the two investigations did not give clues. It’s just that it’s not worth paying attention to.

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The crowd came to the studio together, waiting quietly for the system to announce today's mission - even if they had already guessed what the mission was.

[Congratulations to all players have completed the main line task of yesterday. ]

[Trigger new mainline task: draw a painting worth one million yuan before zero. ]

Even if the result was the same as everyone guessed, they couldn't help but shudder when they heard it.

Although it is said that as long as the ghosts on the paintings are possessed, such goals are not impossible to achieve. But remembering the strange state of yesterday and the terrible paintings they painted, they couldn’t start for a while.

"What should I do? We don't know how to leave this copy now..."

"This main line task is like no end! If the next time we ask us to draw 100 million, who will draw it!"

Although everyone does not want to start at all, but at the request of the main line task, they can only pick up the brush with a hard scalp.

At the moment of holding, the eyes of these players become slightly sluggish, but the movements are flowing, reaching an abnormal level.

Not long after, the only female player on the scene screamed, and she looked at the portrait in front of her eyes in horror. "Save, save! It will pull me in!!"

Her screams even awakened other players, and everyone looked at them and was amazed by the sights.

The ghost in the portrait is actually reaching out, laughing and pulling the female player.

This horrible picture made other people dare not move, and the body was stiff and did not know what to do, but they felt a bit of a sense of disobedience when they looked at the face of the devil.

Only the face of the woman who was once a female player became pale, as if I saw something terrible.

At the moment of this millennium, Gu rushed up and slammed it up, and then held down the drawing board in front of the female player's eyes, and the action was simply broken.

With the break of the drawing board, the above-mentioned ghosts looked at the lack of viciousness and the body shape dissipated. The female player fell to the ground and scared and wept.

The series of actions that I did not care about were so fast that no one else had time to react.

Now that the drawing board is broken, the female player obviously can't complete the main line task, but no one ran out of it and sneered at it... It's better to say that they still envy this female player, so they can get rid of this task. They themselves do not want to draw, but they have to paint for the main task.

"You don't have to paint anymore." Gu Wuji said faintly: "This main line mission will only die if you go on. If you want to survive, you can't paint!"

Rong Qing Manna did not start painting from the very beginning, although he did not know that there was any basis for Gu Wuji, but he also had this feeling faintly... not to mention the person who was so beautiful. Will it hurt him?

The other four remaining players, that is, the original couple, and the middle-aged man and his younger brother.

The male player in the couple is ugly. "How do you know this kind of thing? This is the main task. If it is not finished, we will die tonight!"

"What happened to her is not accidental. If you have finished painting now, you will die right away." Gu Wuji said, his attitude is very calm, but people subconsciously want to believe.

The middle-aged man’s younger brother couldn’t help but stop the brush, and only the middle-aged man next to him did not do the same thing and continued to paint.

"I think everyone is also faintly aware that the ghosts in this painting will occupy your body. As for the portraits, I have observed them while I was upstairs. These portraits are all attached to a part of the ghost...and their faces are actually It is a little similar to you."

But because these people didn't have the courage to face these terrible paintings before, they chose to escape, so they could not find this.

"What?!" Everyone's face is hard to look at. The faces on the weird portraits are similar to their faces. It's just listening to people's hair.

"While these ghosts draw with the player's body, they also engrave the player's information in their minds. When the player can draw a higher value painting, he can only fully trust the body to the ghost. Presumably, here After the painting is completed, the player will be trapped in the portrait, but the ghost can leave here by your body."

"Let's take a closer look. Now the portraits you paint are self-portraits."

With the sound of carelessness, the male player is as scared as he seems to see what he is painting. He suddenly opens the painting in his hand. "Yes... I saw it, just the face of the ghost. It’s exactly the same as Xiao Jing...”

"How come..." Xiao Jing’s face was scared after a while, and he was grateful to see his eyes.

The middle-aged man’s follow-up was also violently removed at this time, and he dared not draw another stroke.

Then something even more awkward happened, and these people are obviously filling the picture, but they are still filling up at an extremely fast speed, as if they are about to be completed soon.

If you are in the real world, you don't know how many painters want this to happen. But at this time in this copy, this kind of thing has nothing to do with the horror film.

The red hair followed the cold sweat, suddenly remembered what he had done before, and took the drawing board to break it, but he found that the drawing board was very hard. It was like a big stone. It was not his own power to break it. Arrived.

"How did the grandchildren do it..."

His eager cold sweat has to come down. Even the ghosts in the portraits of the next moment have already emerged. The red-haired and the class are scared to throw the canvas away.

At this time, a hand is extended next to it, and the drawing board is directly picked up, and then the drawing board is easily broken. The red hair that I saw was stunned and I didn’t know how much strength he had.

"Are you okay?" Gu Wuji looked at the red hair to follow the class. The male player already has Rong Qingman to help, and he will not intervene. Although Rong Qingman is very reluctant to save strangers, since he is a matter of ignorance, he will try hard to do it.

"Thank you, my grandfather!" Red Mao and the class were moved by the time, nodded again and again, and did not count on Gu: "Save the big brother, he is still painting!"

The middle-aged man is sneer, "Don't come over. You have to break the artboard yourself to find a dead end, but I have to complete the main task."

Gu Wuji advised: "In this way, the ghosts in this painting will devour you."

Although it is necessary to save people, if the other party is already aware of it, if it is really unwilling, it is also a matter of respecting their choice.

"Yeah, brother, you should listen to what Sun Ge said!" Red Mao followed the class and thought that something that had just been caught by the devil was still chilling. He quickly said: "He must be true!"

"What do you know." The middle-aged man said: "You guys have been possessed by ghosts from the very beginning, and now they will naturally be swallowed up. But I have already made this ghost from the beginning, it will only be used for me. It is impossible to disobey me."

It’s a bit strange to care about nothing. “It seems that you still know a lot.”

"Anyway, you are all dead, I will say it directly." The middle-aged man proudly said: "I got the copy of the information from the advanced players before I entered this copy... What happens here? I know them all. You guys have destroyed the drawing board and will be chased by those ghosts to the ends of the earth, and after I complete the main task, it is enough to hide!"

Gu Wuji: "... Sure enough, I have had a hunch from the previous time." After all, this middle-aged man has not been right before.

"It’s too late to regret it." The middle-aged man said that the brush in his hand did not stagnate. The last few strokes of a painting made him feel more proud. "After all of you are gone, I can easily Loose copy of this copy."

"I am afraid that your wish can not be reached." Gu Wuji shook his head and sighed: "You have been cheated."

"You can only comfort yourself so much -"

The middle-aged man’s words have not been finished, and the expression on his face has become extremely scared. He has already seen the ghosts who have climbed out from the close-knit portraits and have the same looks. 2k novel reading network