Paintings of Terror

When Wei Dong saw the so-called Master Wu for the first time, he almost screamed out, his body softened, and Ke Xun was able to hold him back in time: "Stretched, that's a mask."

Master Wu wore a slightly old dark cotton robe, a pale mask, a pair of crescent-like eyes, and a laughing mouth that cracked to the ears. These were the black ink like the bottom of a pot. There are some black radioactive lines around the eyes, as if the eyes are emitting black light. These lines are all over the mask. It is worrying that the mask will be split by these sharp lines at any time.

"Master Wu's eyes are like a torch." Although people's attitudes are not humble, but their expressions worship Master Wu extremely.

Wei Dong finally suppressed his accelerated heartbeat, but still couldn't calmly look at Master Wu directly - especially the pair of eyes with countless black rays, really "gazes like torches".

I was afraid of something. When Master Wu walked past Ke Xun Weidong and the others, he slowly stopped, and his masked face approached, seeming to be "looking at" the people, especially the curved black eyes and Black mouth, the endless dark abyss inside seems to be able to **** people in.

Finally, Master Wu nodded slightly and continued to walk slowly towards the place where the corpse was.

Wei Dong's soul was frightened, desperately trying to calm himself down, while Lu Heng leaned on Wei Dong's body.

Weidong wiped his cold sweat: Fortunately, the turnip didn't follow, otherwise he would be scared on the spot.

Lu Heng was sweating all over, and he couldn't wipe it off. Now I want to ask the old members, do such terrifying NPCs often appear in previous paintings? And how did the old members live so many paintings without being scared into neurosis.

Ke Xun was also afraid. It was not Master Wu’s weird mask, but... This world seems to have fixed and unbreakable rules. The members have names in this world. This must not be groundless, but more similar. Is preparing for the next role play.

Master Wu's status seems to be high, so what is the status of this group of people in this world? What tasks will be assigned? If you violate the rules, what punishment will be imposed?

At this time, everyone on the second floor was silent, and even the entire building remained silent. People piously left the right to voice to Master Wu.

Everyone bowed their heads slightly, and Ke Xun and the others had to go to the countryside and follow the customs. They bowed their heads slightly, but their ears stood up to listen to the subtle movements.

Master Wu lifted off the white cloth covering the deceased. Perhaps the cloth was too old, and even the rustling voice became mature and dull, as if he did not want to attract the attention of unrelated people.

"Master Wu," an unfamiliar voice sounded, seeming to be someone guarding the corpse. "The murderer is despicable and cruel. He not only stabbed the deceased with several knives, but also disfigured the deceased. The deceased is good at playing the piano, and the murderer can Cut off all his finger bones, it was extremely cruel."

Master Wu didn't speak for a long time, and the supervisor also silenced.

The rustling sound of the old cloth sounded again, seeming to re-cover the cloth on the deceased.

The steward couldn't help saying: "Master Wu, we all suspect that Xiao Hu did it. Because the marriage failed, he started to kill..."

"I don't have any, Master Wu wants to call the shots for me!" Xiao Hu's arguing voice echoed in the Loucheng, like a passionate line in a stage play.

Another unfamiliar voice sounded quickly: "Don't bother Master Wu, the adults are looking into the eyes of the dead."

Ke Xun couldn't help but raise his head slightly, because he was tall, and the others had their heads down, and he was able to see the situation on Master Wu's side-the whole body of the dead was covered with white cloth, Master Wu's tall body was like a shrimp Bowing down the same way, the masked face seemed to look at the corpse through the white cloth.

Master Wu watched it for a long time.

"The murderer is a woman." Master Wu finally spoke, perhaps because of the cover of the heavy mask, the sound seemed to be made by someone covering his mouth, very strange.

Everyone was silent for a while, and suddenly someone said, "That's Xiao Hu's concubine! She must be jealous of Xiayu! She did it!"

Gradually, the voices of concurrence came one after another, like the wind blowing into the poplar forest, causing a loud and crisp sound—"This woman is too vicious! She is jealous of Xia Yu's beauty! Jealous of Xia Yu can play the piano!" — "Humph," Now she buried herself in it too! The Chu family will not let her go! Our Lantern Brigade will never let her go!" — "The people in the Fluorite Brigade are all black-hearted! They can't see light there! "—— "Take her out, our lamp brigade is not good to bully!"...

There was a strange sound, and everyone shut their mouths.

The sound was like flicking the eggshell with your fingers, and the sound was very clear in everyone's ears, the sound was not loud, it was more like an alternative whisper.

Ke Xun's eyes had been staring at the Master Wu. He couldn't believe that Master Wu was tapping his chin with his fingers—the chin of the mask.

"The woman will have retribution," Master Wu said.

Perhaps it was the magical deterrence brought by the "chin knocking". People stopped talking about it. After watching Master Wu leave respectfully, no one would say anything more about this time. At most, they would say-"The light will bless Xiayu. Let her rest in peace."

Soon, the "death of the flawed jade" was no longer fresh, and people scattered and rushed.

Xiayu's body was still covered with white cloth, guarded by several people.

Ke Xun had no reason to stay here anymore, so they went upstairs along the steps when they came.

Lu Heng walked at the back, leaning on the handrails of the stairs, and then reluctantly went upstairs with force. Wei Dong pulled him up: "It's not night yet, there will be no accidents during the day, don't worry."

Fortunately, when he heard this, Lu Heng's feet became softer: "At night, death will really happen? It will definitely happen?"

Wei Dong was silent, just pulling him upstairs.

Fang Fei walked in the forefront and said nothing.

Ke Xun: "You are not a good person. Going downstairs to see the corpse is not your point of interest."

Fang Fei turned her face to look at Ke Xun.

Ke Xun: "You may have found something, eager to go downstairs for verification."

Fang Fei's black eyes swept across Ke Xun, and looked down at the bracelet on her wrist.

Ke Xun: "Is it related to that Master Wu?"

Fang Fei nodded and took off the earthenware bracelet from her hand: "I wanted to go back and talk about it. Since you thought of it in advance, let's take a look at this."

Ke Xun took this wide and rugged bracelet, saying that its simplicity is good, and it is rough, just like a beginner's joke, it is not even round enough: "It's really ugly."

Fang Fei: "..."

"Fuck, Keer, you also have a boyfriend. Where is the girl's bracelet?" Weidong's tone was like scolding Jia Baoyu.

As if Ke Xun hadn't heard it, he wore the bracelet solemnly, with his fingers resting on the inner circle of the bracelet: "Is there a word here? It seems to be a simple one-faced character."

Wei Dong: "Fuck you, Shao Ling's upper body?"

Fang Fei looked around at no one before nodding, "It's a "witch" character."

Perhaps the word'Witch' is very special in this world. The other three were surprised. Weidong recalled the terrible scene when Master Wu approached him just now: "No wonder he watched us for a long time, and finally nodded at us. Seems to be... met a colleague? That means hello?"

Lu Heng squatted behind and said, "Did he nod his head at the time? I thought he was laughing... His head trembled..."

"..."

Fang Fei: "Let's go back first, what did Mu Yiran say? Where do we go to meet?"

"Just at the place we just came in, the room next to the corridor should be the place the world arranged for us. Let's go back to the room first. Qin Gehaowen'er and they went to step on other floors and they should be back." Ke Xun looked at it. In a gauze lamp next to it, a flame as big as a fist flickered, beautiful and terrifying.

Fang Fei smiled faintly, and she couldn't believe that Ke Xun just met Mu Yiran's eyes, whispered a few words, and negotiated so many things.

"How many floors did we get down from just now?" Lu Heng looked at the huge rectangular patio and the rooms that looked almost the same up and down. "What if we can't find it back?!"

Weidong’s tone was comforting: “We’re on the ninth floor, next to the stairs, with a crow painted on the lantern at the door.”

"Touch the wood." Ke Xun's voice came from above the stairs.

Weidong subconsciously touched the wooden pillars of the stairs: "That's a crow, can I still distinguish between crows and other birds? Although it is not blacked out, the figure and head and mouth are definitely crows. !——Lu Heng, what's wrong with you?"

"My moa..." Lu Heng was crying without tears.

"……Sorry."

"Fortunately, it's not that serious, it's mainly moa's beak..." Lu Heng tried to distract as much as possible, not to think about such uncomfortable things, "Yes, there is one more thing, I want everyone to keep it secret."

Both Ke Xun and Fang Fei slowed down and looked at Lu Heng, who was slightly pale.

Lu Heng: "Just now, about Xia Yu's disfigurement by the murderer and the cutting of her finger, I don't want Sheng Nan to know that she seems strong, but actually very fragile. Please everyone."

Everyone didn't say anything, it was tacit approval.

Weidong and Lu Heng walked behind and couldn't help but say, "Do you want to chase her?"

Lu Heng smiled bitterly: "You can see this all."

"It's quite obvious."

"It's a pity that she didn't agree. She has been hurt before and doesn't believe in feelings anymore." Lu Heng's weak voice was firm, "I went to study photography because of her. I didn't know anything about this before, and I wasn't interested. "

Wei Dong looked at the camera hung on Lu Heng's chest. Walking in the crowd just now, people seemed to be familiar with this object. In other words, in this world of indistinguishable ages, the camera already exists.

Lu Heng's whistling voice came again: "I... just secretly photographed Xia Yu."