Weird game invasion, one billion dollars to become the ghost king

"Zizzizi..."

In a hidden room, the sound of painting with a brush came.

The walls are covered with various paintings, all of which have strong personal colors. Most of them have dark tones and gloomy images, like a murder scene. The people and things in the paintings also have distorted figures and strange expressions.

If Lynn could see these paintings, they would look familiar.

Countless living corpses emerged from the dark coffins..

Among them is the appearance of Anna, the resentful soul, riding the carousel in the horror park.

There were also a few passengers on the last train on the 13th. They were soaked to the skin and collectively looked out of the screen with mysterious smiles on their faces. The whole picture was indescribably weird.

The paintings here are extremely abstract, like the graffiti of a mentally ill person. The painter is very good and has the style of a world famous painting artist!

A three-meter-tall woman in white stands in the shadow. The woman wears a bamboo hat in the rain. Her face is expressionless but creepy. The shouter doesn't know what he saw. His horrified expression is like kneaded dough...

"The painting is really good... When can you paint a clown for me?"

The clown with oil paint and a funny smile on his face is looking at the frame in front of him and tutting his tongue.

"No time." The man replied concisely.

"You are so boring, can't you be like me and smile every day?" The clown turned his head and showed a classic smile.

Opposite the clown, stood a slovenly, unshaven, long-haired middle-aged man. He wore round-rimmed glasses, had ordinary facial features, and an ordinary figure. There was really nothing strange about him.

The only thing that impressed people was his slender, white hands, painting back and forth on the paper, finishing one painting after another, seriously and rigorously.

"Painter, do you think he will go back?" The clown asked abruptly.

The pen in the artist's hand paused for a moment, and he said calmly: "I am only responsible for art and illustrations. I can't control the direction of the plot. But you, after extracting the memory of the red wedding dress and making a copy, will you have nothing to do? , come to my place to hang out?"

The clown crossed his arms and said with a smile: "As a senior painter, you should be able to feel the psychological changes of the characters in the paintings. After painting for so long, don't you feel anything at all? Tsk tsk, you are such a cold-blooded animal ah!"

Painter: "Strictly speaking, I am just a recorder, but since you asked here, if I were him, I would not choose to risk my life to save Hong Wedding Dress. That would be a certain death."

The clown was silent for a moment, "You are really an extremely rational guy."

The painter continued painting: "But if I were a viewer, I would expect him to choose the path of suicide. After all, a story with ups and downs needs a climax. It's a pity that he will most likely not do this."

The clown showed a funny smile again: "Painter, it is difficult for humans to stay rational. They regard impulse as courage, the instinct of reproduction as love, and human nature as the hymn of life."

The painter glanced at the clown: "You are surprisingly serious today. You won't be snatched away by someone, right?"

The clown picked up a mirror, grinned at it and said, "Are you there? Yes, I'm still so handsome!"

Painter: "Now it feels right!"

The painter continued to pick up the brush in his hand and began to paint.

Under his pen, the appearance of Yejiazhuang gradually took shape.

......

Yejiazhuang returned to human form. Wang Yun, with a sinister look on his face, carried Ye Wanqing, who was soaked and unconscious, into the gate of Ye Mansion. The guards did not dare to stop him.

He entered Ye Mansion unimpeded.

When Mr. Ye saw this situation, he was stunned and asked in panic:

"Oh, what...what's going on? Why is my daughter soaked all over?"

Wang Yun sneered: "What's wrong? Your daughter is going to elope with that Taoist priest and ruin the marriage contract between our two families. Don't you, an old guy, know about it?!"

Ye Huairen's triangular eyes widened: "This is impossible! Master Lin is really capable. He can ask gods to exorcise evil spirits. He went out this time to help my sister increase her yang energy and expel evil spirits from her body. Brother-in-law, you There must be a misunderstanding, where is Tianshi Lin..."

Speaking of this, Wang Yun became even more depressed: "Have you ever seen someone exorcise evil spirits into the bed? They have already slept in the same bed. Ye Wanqing is just pretending to be crazy and acting stupid because she doesn't want to get married!"

Mr. Ye was a little afraid of Wang Yun in front of him. He pursed his lips and wanted to defend: "But they have never seen each other before. I know my daughter very well. She is not the kind of person who takes it easy. It must be the Taoist priest. With evil intentions, you bewitched my daughter!"

Wang Yun threw Ye Wanqing onto a chair and snorted coldly: "You guys don't take good care of your daughter. You can't even take care of your daughter, and you take the initiative to send her out. How stupid!"

"Well... Lin En..." Ye Wanqing let out a muffled groan on the spot, with a painful look on her pretty face. She muttered Lin En's name and was about to wake up.

Hearing this, Wang Yun's face turned pale, and he felt like he had been cuckolded!

But he had to marry this woman. Ye Wanqing's fate was Yin, so marrying her and using special methods could extend her life!

Wang Yun originally had a short lifespan, and after turning into a ghost, he died twice in a row with Lin En and was knocked out of his final form. He is now in a red blood state and is even more weak. Otherwise, he would not have faced the black coffin just now. Will choose to run away.

When Ye Huairen thought that the marriage between the two families had been messed up, and all the debts he had owed would have to be repaid, he immediately grabbed the ground with his head and cried: "Sister, sister, you have hurt me!"

"Oh, no matter what happened, it's all Huairen's fault. If he hadn't led the wolf into the house, we would never have let that liar in. Wanqing, you too, why are you so stupid, why did you team up with outsiders to deceive your parents! "

The wife of Ye Mansion ran over crying, hugged the unconscious Ye Wanqing and scolded her for a while!

Ye Wanqing's sleeves revealed her slender arms. The eldest lady inspected her carefully and said in surprise: "Look, Wanqing's Shou Gongsha is still there. Look, she is still untouched!"

Mr. Ye's expression suddenly softened a lot: "That's great, Wang Yun, look..."

Wang Yun's expression was stunned. It turned out that Lin En was lying to him. He had never done anything with Ye Wanqing before.

Thinking of this, he felt much relieved, but he still said coldly: "In this case, to avoid long nights and dreams, she and I will get married tomorrow, and I will marry her in a sedan chair. Is that okay?"

Mr. Ye whispered: "But today is not the day we agreed on. The little girl is still very weak. If we don't wait for two days, we will definitely take good care of her and send people to watch her day and night!"

Wang Yun snorted coldly: "Huh! No, it's better to choose a day than to hit it. It's tomorrow. You should prepare yourself, otherwise don't blame me for being angry!"