Paintings of Terror

The new members who had been popularized by the old members about the death rules in the painting couldn't help but become a group, Liu Shen looked at Mu Yiran without a master.

Mu Yiran pondered for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at the crowd: "At present, we don't know the death selection rules for this painting. We can only take preventive measures as much as possible.

"Those who have determined that they correspond to the world, stand in front of the world they correspond to, and act according to the situation. If the situation is not good, they can only choose to die for a lifetime and enter the entrance to the advancement of death.

"Haowen corresponds to the hidden world. Since it was triggered by the world corresponding to Ke Xun, we first stood in front of the door of Hu Xueyi with Ke Xun.

"Luo Wei's corresponding fire boy world has not yet been triggered, so he first stood in front of the door of Doctor Qin, who is also a paper-cut world.

"The rest of the people who are not sure about the world they correspond to-Qi Qiang Huangpi, stand in front of the world of Weidong who is also a puppet style;

"Li Yaqing, Wei Miao, the props of the two of you are more ancient. Behind the door is the world of the sea and the ancient city. Maybe one of you corresponds to this world. You can choose to stand on that door. Before, of course, you can also choose to be with your companions;

"Zhang Lifeng, your prop style is the most difficult to define. Longan core may be ancient or modern. I can't make a decision for you. You can choose to stand in front of the world where Zhao Haicui died. You can choose to be with your companions."

Perhaps it is because Mu Yiran has always given everyone the feeling that he is always very reliable and credible. No one has any objections to his arrangement. Li Yaqing and Wei Miao stood in front of the ancient world with cities and seas. , Zhang Lifeng stood in front of the door where Zhao Haicui died.

"Meow! What about you?" Ke Xun asked hurriedly.

The world of Hailibu that Mu Yiran corresponds to is also a hidden world. He can only choose to be with others and stand in front of a certain door that may lead to his world.

With almost no clues, all choices are simply luck.

Mu Yiran glanced at Ke Xun quietly, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a gentle voice: "Since you said your instincts have always been accurate, then this time, you will choose a door for me. ."

In this way, his life was handed over to him.

Ke Xun stared at him with a gleam in his eyes, and suddenly smiled with his lips curled up: "Meow, I intuitively feel that you can walk out of the painting alive in front of which door you stand. If that's the case, it's better to follow I stand together."

Mu Yi stepped away from his long legs and came to him quietly, raised his hand, and gently covered his cat-hair-like soft and fluffy head: "That's it."

Everyone has chosen their own door. Without knowing the rules of death selection at all, everyone is likely to die tonight.

The veteran members who had lived and died were already calm, sitting by the door one after another.

Weidong even took out his mobile phone and started taking selfies, nicknamed that he wanted to take a handsome photo of himself. Ke Xun said that you are so fat as a puppet, and you are handsome. Weidong said that Corgi, who can't sing "Meowing", is not a **** guy, so please give me a cat...

After these two people chatted with each other, the few newcomers who were on the verge of collapse gradually relaxed. Ge Lei asked about the experience of the first few paintings.

The old members were silent for a while, Ke Xun smiled and said: "There is nothing to say about the experience. Look at our five cats, they are the longest living cats, selfish, timid, and bad luck. , Meow who is not good at thinking, none of them will survive. I hope this can give you some inspiration, Meow."

Ge Lei looked at these five old members. They were mature like Qin Ci, calm like Zhu Haowen, Wei Dong with a professional background, Mu Yiran with a high IQ and profound knowledge, and this Ke Xun, although his face Diǎo is bad and two, but this person always seems to have a kind of heat and strength in his body, so that you can't help being infected by him, and follow him with courage and hope.

Ge Lei also smiled and clenched his fists to cheer himself up: "From the perspective of the movie routine, those who live to the end are bold people. The more timid the faster, the more selfish the death, the more miserable it is. If you can't get the protagonist's aura, you have to strive to be an important male partner who survives by your own efforts."

Ke Xun waved his paw: "Believe in yourself, you can do it! Who is not the protagonist of his own life, meow!"

As soon as the voice fell, I suddenly saw the box in the middle of the room that was used to hold the props, and opened the lid of the box with a "slap". Everyone was silent, and they all cast their nervous eyes on the box.

Ke Xun and Mu Yiran got up almost at the same time and walked towards the box at the same time. Qin Ci, Zhu Haowen, and Wei Dong followed close behind. Luo Wei took a step slower, and Ge Lei thought for a while and followed.

A piece of paper and a pen appeared in the box with a sentence written on the head of the paper: Please write down the name of the cartoon corresponding to the props you have.

Everyone looked at each other with different emotions, Qin Ci said in a deep voice, "Could this be the death selection rule for this painting?"

"No, I'm more inclined. The death rule of this painting is triggered according to the circumstances of those of us." Mu Yiran said, "Last night we were not asked to write down the title and kill If Zhao Haicui died, then perhaps the first filter condition of the death rule is people who did not return to the initial room after 11 o'clock. And all the people returned to the initial room tonight, so this second filter condition was triggered ."

"But Zhao Haicui is not the only one who did not return to the initial room last night," Zhu Haowen said, "Does that mean that only people who meet the conditions for death will be killed randomly?"

Qi Qiang suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand and pointed it at Qin Ci, with panic and sullen voice in his voice: "You—you should give Lao Tzu think about it, which animation Lao Tzu this sword belongs to! Hurry up and think of it. Otherwise I will kill you!"

Li Yaqing also tugged Luo Wei's sleeve next to him and choked, "What to do? What to do? I don't know which cartoon my prop belongs to. Will I die?!"

Zhang Lifeng and Wei Miao were also panicked, looking at Qin Ci and Ke Xun, and finally looked at Mu Yiran together.

The profound and wise Mu Yiran, the prefix of his name can only be changed to Mu Yiran, who has never watched any cartoons...

Ke Xun feels very sorry for his boyfriend. Is his childhood a complete childhood without watching cartoons? How did he come from his childhood?

Take a step forward and stop the two of them looking at Mu Yiran asking for help: "Meow, it is better to beg for help. Haven't you two watched cartoons when you were young?"

Mu Yiran: "..." The word "also"... Is this kid really protecting him?

Wei Miao vaguely said: "I've seen blue mice and big-faced cats, as well as Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf. Shuke and Beta have seen a little bit, but Tom and Jerry have seen the most..."

Ke Xun: "...Dare to ask if you are CP Dang Meow? I only choose a couple for the names of the cartoons I watch..."

Speaking of looking at Zhang Lifeng, Zhang Lifeng also hesitated: "I watch more Japanese cartoons, captain football, baseball hero, tennis prince, slam dunk..."

"..." Ke Xun handed Qin Ci the piece of paper with all the old cartoons that he could think of, and handed it to the two of them. "There is no way. Choose a close one from it, Meow."

Zhang Lifeng and Wei Miao also knew that they could not force others to be difficult, and their eyes fell on the paper blankly.

Ke Xun looked at the two dragon horns on Wei Miao's head trembling slightly, then looked at the paper with the cartoon name, and suddenly said, "There should not be many dragons in old cartoons. But because it’s been too long, Brother Qin and I can’t remember the contents clearly, so we can’t be sure whether there is Dragon Meow in any cartoon, but I have a way that’s not a way, if you don’t regret it. Give your life to other meows, then I will help you choose."

Wei Miao hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded with difficulty. After all, if she was allowed to choose by herself, she would really have no idea.

Ke looked for Luo Wei and asked for a piece of paper, divided the paper into several smaller pieces, and then wrote the name of a cartoon on each piece: "These cartoons are all cartoons with a suspected dragon, but I can’t guarantee that there is indeed, nor can I guarantee that there is the one that you really correspond to in these titles, now I can only use it as a living doctor-my intuition has always been accurate, and my luck has always been good. , Now I make these papers into sign meows, and then draw one from it intuitively, and you can use whichever you win, dare to meow?"

Wei Miao said with a bitter face, "You take one first, let me see."

Ke Xun stared at these signed notes for a while, and finally took out one from the inside, unfolded it, and saw that it read: "Nezha Naohai".

"How about meow?" Ke Xun looked at Wei Miao.

Wei Miao hesitated and didn't speak for a long time.

Ke Xun ignored him, and took the lead in writing his corresponding cartoon title on the paper in the box.

Mu Yiran, Wei Dong, and Zhu Haowen followed closely, but Qi Qiang still pointed his sword at Qin Ci, forcing Qin Ci to give him the title of the cartoon.

"There are many cartoons with swords," Qin Ci looked at him helplessly, "Even there are swords in "Nezha Naohai", I vaguely remember that the snake spirit in the gourd baby used swords, and " Ancient cartoons such as "Xiyue Qitong" and "Havoc in Heaven" may have such props, but I really can’t remember the details. There is no way to give you an exact answer, even if I am under pressure. Tell you a title, can you trust me again?"

Qi Qiang also knew that Qin Ci was right. He was not even sure whether Qin Ci would deliberately tell him a wrong answer under such threatening circumstances.

The flesh on Qi Qiang's face twitched, and sweat gradually broke out on his forehead. He put away the sword pointed at Qin Ci, and turned to look at Ke Xun: "Use your instinct to get me a movie."

Ke Xun shook his tail sharply: "Meow, do you think I have a supernatural power? My intuition is not always accurate."

"Less **** bullshit! Get me one quickly!" Qi Qiang was at the end of his life, he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, and he couldn't care much.

Ke Xun also wrote a few pieces of paper for him, and then picked one out of them, and saw that it was written: "A Harass in Heaven".

In the end, Li Yaqing and Huang Pi were left. Luo Wei took the paper with the title and looked at it for a while, then pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and raised his eyes to Mu Yiran: "I have an idea, no Know if it's right."

"Talk about it." Mu Yiran looked at him quietly.