A Crowd of Evil Spirit Lines up to Confess to Me

Chapter 106: You are the owner of the studio

Chapter 106: You are the owner of the studio

"How is that possible?!" The middle-aged man's face than awe, more is a color of disbelief, he simply do not believe that he learned so much information about how he could turn over the car, "how is it possible, the ghost has obviously obeyed my orders, do not say-"

Wuji Gu stepped forward to save him, but was pulled back by Qingman Rong, "Look at the speed at which the ghost is consuming him, it's already far faster than the others. After all, in the previous time he and the ghost does not look as close as the others, but in fact has been tampered with, even if the panel is broken, he will only die directly!"

Qingman Rong said these words, there is still a little thankful in his heart, yesterday if not for Wuji Gu's relationship, he probably would not be alive here now.

"The weaknesses of this copy ghosts are actually very good to find out, in the place where the ghosts are located will have some information hint, such as fear of fire or what other ...... but this is a trap, in fact these ghosts are just disguised obedience, will seize every opportunity to the player. "

The middle-aged man could not even defend himself against a man of Qingman Rong's strength, not to mention the middle-aged man.

"Impossible! I don't believe-"

In the middle of the middle-aged man's wail, the crowd realized that his body has long been closely linked to the presence in the canvas, only a blink of an eye, the figure has disappeared from outside the canvas.

The canvas is a distorted view of two ghosts entangled with each other, and the human screams can be heard faintly when you get closer.

Mao Hong, a follower in a sigh, spoke: "Since last night I feel that big brother is not quite right, he suddenly got up in the middle of the night sleepwalking ...... but in the morning and he said, he just think he is completely fine, and sure enough... ..."

The remaining two people in the room were shocked, almost like touching a hot potato like throwing away the painting tools in their hands, but in fact, as early as when the drawing board in front of them was broken, they could not feel the presence of ghosts in their own bodies.

"There is no more time now." Wuji Gu said, "Let's escape quickly. If I'm not mistaken, the ghosts in this copy will appear soon."

"They actually haven't disappeared?" The others took a deep breath, they thought that with the panel being broken, all these ghosts had dissipated.

"They are the ghosts that have been cooped up in this room for so long, how can they dissipate so easily." Qingman Rong said, and then looked at Wuji Gu with a look as if he was asking about the ghosts in him.

Wuji Gu shook his head.

In the next instant, the male ghost attached to him appeared abruptly, with a painful look on his face, but with a determined look, he spoke, "I finally remembered!"

The people around looked over with trepidation.

"What all do you remember?" Wuji Gu looked over.

"I don't know if it is because of the loosening of the bonds in this room, I suddenly remembered the past ......" the ghost murmured in a low voice, with a few distortions on his face now and then, as if saying these words required a very great deal of strength for him. "I was originally close friends with the owner of this studio, so he also took better care of me when I was in the studio."

"When my painting skills were improving, he even congratulated me very sincerely and reassured me that all the abnormalities in my painting before were just too much stress. But I actually didn't even think that it was all just the beginning of the curse."

"If you want to escape, you can only go to the third floor! That's the only place where the key to unlocking the curse lies."

The ghost said, and the figure has dimmed.

The others were stunned, but even if they suspected that the ghost in front of them was telling a lie, they could only do what the other side said. After all, the truth of this copy is obviously hidden on the third floor.

[Main Quest: Draw a million paintings, failed]

[Trigger new main quest: Learn the truth about this cursed drawing room].

[Because the players did not follow the original rules in the drawing room, the ghosts of the drawing room have gone into a manic state and will do everything they can to kill the players].

The system has issued a task, the crowd is ready to run in a hurry.

And this new task although it still looks bad to complete, but no matter how you look at it is a normal copy of the task will appear. Before those painting task is to paint down will only have to die an ending.

Wuji Gu pondered, "It seems that you really need to fail the mission to be able to trigger the real main line. The downfall of a failed mission in the system prompt is instead a hint to the real approach."

But no one dared to risk not completing the main quest.

What Wuji Gu had told Qingman Rong yesterday was that he was prepared not to finish the painting today to see what would happen if he failed the mission.

Qingman Rong originally just think Wuji Gu this person is simply too saintly father, actually also the first to run out willing to do such a thing ...... but after experiencing last night's events, he simply Wuji Gu's behavior pushed to the extreme, and even today themselves are completely not painted.

But I didn't expect that the limit of this system main task would already be today, without even giving the player a chance to continue to breathe for another day.

A group of people immediately hurriedly left the bizarre basement, they walked on the way to feel the outside world has been freezing cold to the extreme.

The crowd came out of the basement and immediately revealed a horrified look, the hall that seemed to be hiding something had revealed its true appearance.

Blood was splattered everywhere, and the furniture around it was all covered with creepy graffiti, and the walls facing the players were painted with blood and creepy giant eyeballs.

Qingman Rong frowned when he saw the graffiti, as if he remembered something, but he couldn't remember.

In the crowd through the storage room, Wuji Gu body male ghost abruptly said: "Watch out!"

The next moment, the female ghost suddenly manic, a look to break free from the Wuji Gu body, face hideous to the extreme, but also constantly hissing sound, the next people are scared enough.

Wuji Gu sighed, "Surely there is no way to control it anymore ......"

In the shocked eyes of the rest of the people, Wuji Gu reached out with a confinement magic, and temporarily suppressed the female ghost on the body.

This is also due to the fact that Wuji Gu used the charcoal pencil he brought with him yesterday, and did not let these ghosts possess themselves to successfully touch the painting at all, making them less powerful than other ghosts, otherwise just by Wuji Gu might not have been able to do it.

But even so, the female ghost is still struggling, as if the next moment will break free from the confinement to attack the crowd in general.

Everyone is still in a daze, when have they ever seen such a powerful scene? How did this randomly reach out and suppress the ghosts?

Although they knew that this Sun Shi was powerful, they had previously thought that the other party was powerful in terms of queer, but they did not expect that the strength had actually reached such an amazing degree.

The bound ghosts that Qingman Rong was carrying also became frantic, as if they had been unbound in some way and had lost their minds.

"What are you waiting for? Keep going, go to the third floor." Qingman Rong gritted his teeth and urged the crowd, he actually did not even bother to care about these ordinary players.

The others came back to their senses and immediately flew towards the upstairs location, in fact they all wanted to escape from this copy directly through the door, but before they knew the truth about this copy, they knew that such an act was no different from death.

Wuji Gu, who was following behind, looked at the doorway and then turned his head to look at Qingman Rong, who nodded with a stony expression.

When the crowd rushed to the second floor, immediately saw an extremely gruesome sight.

The paintings on the wall as if they came to life, a pair of cold eyes just like that eerily sizing up everyone, the blood on the paintings is constantly flowing to the ground.

The window at the end was even open, revealing an eerie red light from the outside world.

"So what the hell ...... is going on outside this villa?"

"It's a good thing we didn't just go out from the first floor."

The crowd can't help but have palpitations, you can imagine, if you enter into that bloody world, the end is certainly self-evident.

But these portraits are certainly not easy to deal with, the people only have to take out all the props on their bodies, hard from it through, when they entered the range in front of the portrait, originally just eerily survey the outside world ghost, face immediately with a fierce smile, the body steeply through the picture, on the grab towards the crowd.

Players have opened the props on their bodies, which can barely resist the ghosts' attacks, so that they can continue walking.

But even so, these props are difficult to persist for too long under the attack of the ghosts, not to mention the blood on the ground somehow have to block the way, their faces are ugly to the extreme.

Wuji Gu walked over and stopped directly in front of a portrait. The latter sneered and attacked towards Wuji Gu, but his probing body was directly pressed by Wuji Gu on both shoulders.

The ghost in the portrait: "???"

"Sorry, although you seem very enthusiastic and I would like to communicate with you more, but now there is no time." Wuji Gu said this and actually pressed the ghost back into the portrait with great force.

Others: "......"

Qingman Rong, on the other hand, looks as proud as Wuji Gu's own family.

As Wuji Gu continued to walk forward, the ghosts in the portrait actually shrank and their eyes actually looked in another direction, trying to pretend they didn't see anything.

Others: "??!" Are you still considered a scary ghost in this copy like that?!

With Wuji Gu leading the way, the crowd was no longer as nervous as before, and the walk was so smooth that they all wondered what they had just thought they were going to die for.

This is the feeling of being able to hug the big brother's leg! It is simply moving, they are beginning to regret how they were not more attentive at the beginning.

As for Qingman Rong, he was walking last, ready to see what else was going on with the portraits.

The last portrait is not so simple, it appears, it is the middle-aged man and another ghost, they are now like a fusion of the two in general, it looks bizarre to the extreme, let people look at the psychological discomfort.

After seeing Wuji Gu, the ghost's eyes showed resentment and did not care about the ghosts in front of him, but came directly towards Wuji Gu, with an unpleasant, hoarse sneer.

"Even if I die, I'll drag you with me!!!"

More frightening is that the ghost continues to melt like dripping blood, feel the hand to touch will be corroded, perhaps this is what it can be so reckless relationship.

Wuji Gu don't know where this person has come to such a great value of hatred for himself, in the moment the other side emerged, the body is still in a state of madness in the female ghost directly took out.

The original portrait of the ghost is still complacent suddenly stunned, the face is actually a vague look of panic.

After all, he feels that he is not afraid of Wuji Gu, but this female ghost ...... After fusing the memories of this copy ghost, he knows that this female ghost is so crazy, and the other party hard to resist themselves can not please.

"That, actually I ...... you see everyone was a player before, just ......"

The next moment, Wuji Gu has taken advantage of the situation to send the female ghost directly into it, and will be the other body unbound, "Sorry, I rush, first go. If you want to talk, you can talk more with this lady."

The crowd seemed to be able to hear the sound of wailing coming from the portrait. But they couldn't care less, and just Mao Hong followers took a last peek, and then sighed.

His previous admiration for this middle-aged man was from his heart, but who would have thought that the other party was actually such a person.

Qingman Rong also indifferently shoved the bound ghosts on his side into the portrait, not caring in the least whether the people inside would be crowded.

The ghosts in the portraits: "......"

Wuji Gu turned his head to look out the window as he came around the corner to the upper third floor.

This window did not turn into a picture frame at this time, which means that the view it reveals is not a painting, but the real appearance of the outside world.

Only to see the outside fog has dissipated, appeared in front of his eyes is a whole villa area, all the scenery as if covered with a blood-colored veil like, through a bizarre red to.

And these villas do not look like the real ...... hard to say, it is like a painting, the distant buildings can even see the traces of brush strokes.

"It's true that this place is a world in a painting. But if it is Yu Jin's painting, it must be so real that it is unrecognizable." Wuji Gu thought this and hurried up the stairs.

But apparently, before the party could go up, the road was already blocked by a black fog. The road to the third floor was not open because of the change in the main quest.

The faces of the people are pale up, "What to do, so on those portraits will come after ......"

"According to the rules of previous copies, as time passes, the ghosts of this copy will certainly become stronger and stronger, and by then even Brother Sun Shi may not be able to ......"

"How the hell do I get up there?"

The male ghost on Wuji Gu reappeared, he didn't look in good shape and seemed to be trying his best to resist the encroachment of this copy while looking at Wuji Gu , "I know how to get up there!"

Even though they knew there might be a problem, the crowd could only look over and try to hold on to this last hope.

"Generally, the way to the third floor will only open when the portrait at the first floor is completed."

The other people who come to this copy are usually just looking at luck. If the player who happens to die is the one who meets the requirements, they get to enter the third floor and run away.

But if the portrait could not be completed, the others would be almost as good as waiting for death.

"As you may have noticed, this world is actually just a painting. So its space is not the same as the outside world." The male ghost gritted his teeth and said, "As long as the path to the third floor is painted on the wall, we can enter it directly."

"But, how on earth can one do something like that." Wuji Gu looked over curiously.

"After all, you are all outsiders and do not understand this place." The male ghost said, "I am the only one who has been up to the third floor and I was able to draw it ...... but it takes a person to be possessed by me to do so."

The crowd immediately revealed the intention to retreat, they have experienced those things before, where they still dare to stand up at this time ah.

Not to mention that the male ghost seems to be nothing wrong, but in reality who knows what. Believing in a ghost is too difficult for them.

Wuji Gu said, "Just let me do it."

Qingman Rong had a look of disapproval on his face, "No, you can't have any problems! Can't we just let these pieces of crap go?"

The players he humiliated were unable to get angry and could only show their shame, after all, they really couldn't be of much use at this point, but couldn't stand up and risk their lives.

Only Mao Hong's follower took a deep breath before his body trembled as he stepped forward, "Let, let me do it."

"No need." Wuji Gu was slightly surprised, then patted the follower's shoulder, "It's okay, I'll do it. You have all been possessed by ghosts once before, so I don't know what will happen if you come back, but I haven't been possessed before, so I should be fine now."

In fact, others thought the same thing, but when Wuji Gu himself said it, they felt more and more shameless.

Qingman Rong looked like he was gritting his teeth, coldly sweeping over those around him, and finally he could only say, "Then so be it." He said and looked at the others, "If anything happens to him, all of you won't have a good time either!"

Wuji Gu had already picked up the brush from his arms and was standing by the wall looking ready.

The ghost's face seemed to show joy, but it was short-lived, and the others barely reacted before he had dug into the pen held in Wuji Gu's hand.

The next instant, Wuji Gu hand pen moved on its own, flying in the wall to draw a door, this door is like a real general, everyone can not see any traces of drawing out.

After the door was painted, the crowd was stunned to find that there was actually a black mist coming from behind them, "Oh no! Let's go in quickly."

Wuji Gu nodded and pushed this door open. What appeared in front of the crowd was a hall filled with various statues and paintings on the walls. It was more like an art exhibition than a private residence.

Considering that the owner is a painter himself, it is normal that he would decorate like this.

The crowd entered it, Qingman Rong walked in and checked around, then nodded to Wuji Gu, "There's nothing wrong, this is indeed the real third floor."

At this time, the black fog has been approaching behind, Wuji Gu now step inside.

In Wuji Gu behind the door closed the moment, this house suddenly bright, surrounded by a red light, and the artwork under the light shining suddenly became incomparably bizarre, so that other players sucked in a breath of cold air.

The ghost in the pen in Wuji Gu's hand suddenly emerged, and its image had become extremely distorted, with a hideous look on its face, completely different from the harmless image before.

"You ...... damn it, there really is something wrong!" Qingman Rong's face changed and he spoke through clenched teeth, "Throw that pen away now!"

Wuji Gu did not move, because he knew he could not throw away that pen. But he still looked calmly at the ghost, "You have finally revealed your true face."

"Oh? You can see it already?" The ghost seemed to be certain that he would be successfully possessed soon and was not in a hurry, and even communicated with Wuji Gu.

The others paled, and Qingman Rong tried to come to their aid, but the statues and paintings around them began to change, making it impossible for them to make it to this side.

"After all, no matter how you think about it, it's very strange on you, whether it's suddenly remembering your previous memories or keeping your cool when the other ghosts are manic about it." Wuji Gu said, "If I'm not wrong, you are the ghost of the house owner ......"

After all, the previous time I heard the news are, eight tragic death of the painter, and regardless of the number of meals, or the number of corresponding with the player is eight, at first glance there is nothing wrong, but think carefully, you can feel that something is not right.

In theory, the owner of this house should be here all the time and will eat and live with others in the studio, could it be that the owner will go out to eat by himself when others are eating?

Wuji Gu had already begun to suspect that the dead, fearing that one of them is the mysterious owner of the house.

"That's right." The ghost looked at Wuji Gu, still looking satisfied, "Starting as early as when you came in, I realized that my most perfect painting could finally be completed!"

Wuji Gu was silent for a moment. Surely it was aimed at him from the beginning?

"Even at the expense of yourself, to open this door so that others can come in, I really admire you. Not bad for the most perfect model I've ever seen." The ghost's words had taken on a bit of fervor, "As long as I can incorporate your soul into that painting, even that person's painting is no match for me!"

When he heard that person, Wuji Gu immediately understood who he was talking about, and it seems that this copy is really related to Yu Jin.

"The trouble is, I didn't expect you to bring other painting tools from outside, so that I didn't possess ...... at that time," the ghost spoke with dissatisfaction, "but even if it's a little late, it doesn't matter, the end of everything is ultimately Still the same, now your soul is already my thing-"

The ghost's face suddenly changed, as if it realized something, it looked at Wuji Gu in astonishment, "How is it possible? Why can't I feel the connection with your soul?"

Wuji Gu said, "After all, you were too impatient when you were before, and did not confirm at all, what exactly is the brush I am holding in my hand."

What Wuji Gu took out earlier was not at all the pencil that the ghost possessed, but the broken paintbrush that the system gave to him when he was in the outside world.

He had been wondering before what the use of the brush given by the system was. But then Wuji Gu realized that the broken brush was very similar to the other painting tools in this studio, and it simply came from the same place.

Even ...... that broken paintbrush is most likely what the ghost of the house owner had before.

It is also because of this that Wuji Gu moved when he took the pen out. And the other party was so eager that he didn't even bother to confirm it, just sensed a familiar scent and attached himself to it in a hurry.

The ghost's face became incomparably ugly, and his eyes were already tinged with killing intent. After all, there is not much time left for him now, that person has already discovered the existence of this place, if we delay any longer ......

"You actually have this trick, I underestimated you." The ghost sneered, "But even if there is no contract between souls, I can certainly do it by my own power. In the end, this is my territory, even if you are stronger than the average person, but you want to resist me or delusional!"

The ghost then lunged violently toward Wuji Gu's body.