Paintings of Terror

Wei Miao, who was rushing back all the way, collided with Luo Wei, who had just stepped into the door, and was dragged back to the initial room by Qin Ci and Wei Dong. Luo Wei could not push away the Wei Dong who clamped himself. There was something behind the glasses. Red eyes stared at Wei Miao: "Did you trigger the hidden world?"

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

"Let go of me!" Luo Wei turned to Weidong and shouted, "Let me go, I'll go to Nezha and ask—"

"The world of Nezha's troubled sea can be triggered. It is most likely the world of eyebrows and feet, rather than the Qi Tan." Mu Yiran calmly said to him, and explained everyone's analysis of the matter in a few words. So far, there is no obvious commonality between Nezha Naohai and Tianshu Qitan."

"Then—what other world is possible?!" Luo Wei asked, his eyes 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 embarrassed, and his eyes showed the pity and pity of a doctor for patients with no cure.

Luo Wei didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and rushed to Ke Xun, eagerly stuffing paper and pen in his hands: "Since your instincts are accurate, please draw another lottery for Yaqing, 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 him, but Ke Xun means that his instincts are not inferior. The time is accurate, just like Qi Qiang last night. So I hope you don’t put your hope on this, and you can tell the funeral while there is 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 hugged her in his arms, his lips shaking uncontrollably.

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

Ke Xun drew a paper lottery for Li Yaqing, and saw that it was written "Laoshan Taoist".

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

If Ke Xun's intuition is correct, then it is the world of Taoist Laoshan that can trigger the hidden world of Tianshu Qitan. However, Taoist Laoshan is also a hidden world and has not been triggered yet.

Not to mention that there is not much time left. Even if there is enough time, we still need to figure out the world that can trigger the hidden world of Taoist Laoshan...

Luo Wei didn’t want to give up. He stepped forward to hold Li Yaqing’s cornucopia props, and wanted to take it with her and search for it at the last minute. However, the cornucopia has become extremely heavy, and the power of the two can no longer be moved. , Not to mention Li Yaqing collapsed to the ground now, unable to even stand up.

Rowe looked at the others in the room and didn't say anything to help.

Who can help? Letting someone help is equivalent to letting someone die for Li Yaqing.

Luo Wei let go of his hand sullenly, walked to Li Yaqing's side, and took her into his arms. His voice calmed down strangely, still the rationality and calmness unique to science students. He calmly said to Li Yaqing: "Don't worry, I will take care of my uncles and aunts, and I will also completely crack the secret behind the world in this painting. I will avenge you. In this life, I will never forget you."

Li Yaqing gripped his front tightly, crying to tears.

The box in the center of the room opened its lid with a "pop".

Mu Yiran walked over and saw another piece of paper in the box, which read: Write the title of another cartoon you started.

Unsurprisingly, this is the title of the hidden world triggered by himself.

Ke Xun, Mu Yiran, Zhu Haowen, and Wei Dong stepped forward and wrote on the paper in turn. Wei Miao, who had been crying bitterly, suddenly got up, struggling to come over, and also wrote a name: "Brow Ruler".

This is indeed a hidden world that her world can trigger, but if it's useful... I don't know.

Ke Xun asked Mu Yiran a few words in a low voice. He said that if he wrote the name for Ge Lei, would he suffer backlash?

Mu Yiran pondered for a moment, then gently shook his head: "I will wake him up. If he can recover his mind, let him write by himself. After all, he is still alive and I don't think you should write for him."

Ke Xun nodded and watched Mu Yiran wake up Ge Lei, who had been in a coma. However, Ge Lei seemed to be really frightened and lost his mind, even though he no longer screamed and ran around like when he was just crazy. At this moment, he was sitting on the ground in a daze as if he had lost his soul. No matter who talked to him, it seemed that he couldn't hear him.

"Go and write," Qin Ci said to Luo Wei, still holding Li Yaqing and refusing to move, "Don't let Xiao Li regret it."

After all, it was because of Li Yaqing that Luo Wei was involved in this endless world of paintings.

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

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

Ke Xun looked at the yellow skin who had been silent: "Meow meow?"

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

Huang Pi glanced at the two faintly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm tired of life. It's not bad to die here."

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

Huang Pi took it, put it to her ear, and heard a distant but very familiar melody:

The whistle of the wind beeps, and we spread our little wings. The white sails that raised the waves rushed, and we greeted the colorful sunshine.

La... La... Fly bravely, sing happily, the flag and flag start to sail.

The seagull beeps in front, showing us the way. The waves rushed under our feet, singing for us.

La... La... Fly bravely, sing happily, the flag and flag start to sail...

Huang Pi listened and laughed slowly, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth that had long been eroded by tobacco and alcohol.

"Cruiser flag cruiser." He said with a hoarse smile, suddenly closed his eyes, leaned his head on the wall behind him, and hummed to the music on his phone, even though his voice was awful and lacked in sound.

The star and moon patterns on the walls and roof became hazy and dreamy, swaying, gleaming, twisting, slowly turning into adult faces.

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

Wei Miao let out a heartbreaking scream.

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

There seems to be an invisible hand, pulling her tendons out of her skin and flesh.

Wei Miao's screams were so stern and distorted that they did not stop like ordinary people. Ge Lei, who was frustrated and crazy, began to scream again.

Even if you are crazy, you still know it hurts. He was rolling all over the floor, and the flesh on his body disappeared piece by piece, revealing **** internal organs and bones, as if something invisible was gnawing at him bit by bit.

Wei Dong was frightened and fell to the root of the wall softly. He didn't dare to see or didn't want to see the terrifying scenes before him, but his whole body was so scared that he lost all the functions, so he could only sit and move. He couldn't open his eyes filled with blood.

Zhu Haowen turned his head away, his gaze fell on a certain door next to him, even if he was now color-blind and couldn't see the blood, he didn't want to look at the deformed or mutilated bodies of these two men being tortured.

The third yelling was Li Yaqing. Her yelling was not a scream, nor a scream, but a fright.

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

Luo Wei desperately hugged her, but he was not the opponent of that power at all. Ke Xun ran to help, although he knew it was impossible to resist.

Luo Wei just watched Li Yaqing being dragged into the basin. The black hole’s basin mouth didn’t know which space it led to. It swallowed her, but rejected him and excluded him from the basin, no matter how he got into it. Jumping in is just in vain.

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

The mood just calmed down a bit, and suddenly I heard a noise in the cornucopia, and the two stared at it together, only to see a person spraying out of the pot suddenly and vigorously. The person was thrown in the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

Looking closely, it was Li Yaqing who had lost his life.

Luo Wei was about to go to pick her up, and suddenly heard another noise from the cornucopia, and then another violently sprayed out a person, falling heavily to the ground from mid-air, as if throwing a torn sack full of garbage.

His eyes fell, unexpectedly, it was another Li Yaqing.

A dead Li Yaqing.

Luo Wei stood still on the spot.

Inside the cornucopia, there were repeated noises, and Li Yaqing's corpses spewed out from the mouth of the basin again, again, and again, one, two, three, a dozen.

"Stop — **** — stop —" Rowe collapsed suddenly, tugging at his hair with both hands, and screaming at the cornucopia heartbreakingly.

Ke Xun stepped forward to hold him, squeezed his head in his arms, and prevented him from watching this extremely cruel and vicious scene.

The corpse of a lover is already unbearable pain, but the cruel and vicious power has to make a dozen of them before his eyes.

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

But he couldn't do anything, so he could only squeeze Rowe, who was irritated to a madness.

Mu Yiran stepped forward, bent over to hold one of the legs of the cornucopia, and lifted his force upwards. The big copper basin suddenly fell down. Mu Yiran lifted it again, and the mouth of the basin was turned down. .

The mouth of the basin was blocked by the ground, and finally stopped spraying the corpse outward again.

Ke Xun turned his face to look at the entire room. Wei Miao was also dead, and the flesh on his back was piled up. Ge Lei's upper body had been "eaten" and his lower body was still being eaten by an invisible mouth.

But the yellow skin that has not made a sound is embedded alive in the wall at this moment.

The protagonist of the Taoist priest in Laoshan, in his dream, learned the technique of wall penetration.

Only half of Huangpi's face and one hand were still exposed outside the wall. This hand still held Ke Xun's phone unwillingly.

"...Flag...flag...begin...far...navigation..." Huang Pi hummed with difficulty, until the whole face was embedded in the wall, and the rest remained outside the wall, except for the Confucian who fell on the ground. The only thing left for the towel props was the hand that was once stained with the sins of the world. The mobile phone in his hand played the songs he had sang with the children in the kindergarten when he was a child.