I'm not a drama god

The anxiety of being lost and the pressure brought by the audience's expectations made Chen Ling frown tightly.

The good news is that after he continued to move forward for a certain distance, another giant thing floated from a distance... It was not the big face before, but a roaring and running horse!

Said to be a horse, it is actually just a three-dimensional painting outlined by geometric lines. The eyes the size of fingernails are not neatly arranged together, and the exaggerated horse's mouth is twisted in mid-air. It did not rush towards Chen Ling in a straight line, but in another direction, flying past like a meteor.

As it approached, Chen Ling's emotions were infected again, and panic and fear surged into her heart. Chen Ling's eyes even widened unconsciously, as if she was about to turn into a frightened horse and turn around to follow it. Running wildly in the distance.

Fortunately, Chen Ling finally suppressed this emotion and looked closely. She saw that there was also a rotating "arrow" and the mark of a plum blossom on the horse's butt.

It's just that because the horse runs so fast, the "arrow" rotates much faster than the one on Big Face, but it does point in the same direction from beginning to end.

Seeing this, Chen Ling immediately followed the "arrow" to correct his direction and continued moving forward.

In the following process, Chen Ling encountered two giant objects one after another. One was a twisted figure dragging deformed legs and crawling in the void; the other was a woman holding what looked like a child's body. Speeding past.

Every time they appear, Chen Ling's emotions will be mobilized unconsciously, as if she has completely replaced them... And without exception, these giants seem to be afraid of something, and their hearts are full of prayers, grief and resentment, as if they are secretly there. There is something invisible inside that is torturing them.

Not surprisingly, these two giants also have "arrows" pointing in their bodies, and Chen Ling used them to complete two more corrections.

Time seems to have lost its meaning in this world. Chen Ling doesn't know how long he has moved forward. He can only see that the audience's expectations have dropped from the initial "44%" to "35%".

After making several corrections and moving forward, Chen Ling finally saw something different in this void.

That's a house.

In this empty world without earth, sky, or any material existence, an ordinary house floats there quietly, as if a product of realism suddenly appeared in a huge abstract painting. It is separated from the surrounding environment and feels inexplicably abrupt.

Single floor, single door, a pair of windows; no light comes out of the windows, like a black abyss.

"Is this where the arrow is pointing..."

Chen Ling looked at the house in front of her, and without much hesitation, she stepped on the void and came to the door.

This house has colors, and is not as abstract as other giants. It is undoubtedly a product that does not belong to "Guernica". In addition to the plum blossom symbols and arrows seen along the way, Chen Ling has vaguely guessed that it is. Who created this house.

Chen Ling took a deep breath and slowly knocked on the door.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

In the void, fell into a dead silence.

Wearing a bright red opera robe, he stood at the door, waiting quietly. He had a boning knife hidden in his sleeve behind his back, just in case something unexpected happened...

After about a few seconds, the handle of the door slowly turned and was opened from behind.

The opening of the door did not make any noise. As the door was halfway opened, a figure stood there like a ghost, silent.

He was an unkempt young man with a sallow complexion and bloodshot eyes, resembling a neurasthenia patient... Every inch of his body seemed to be extremely exhausted.

He saw Chen Ling behind the door. After a long time, he spoke hoarsely:

"I thought the one who opened this door would be Li Shangfeng... I didn't expect it would be you."

Chen Ling looked at the young man in front of him and frowned unconsciously... He recognized Plum Blossom 8 at a glance. After all, the two had met before in the Aurora Realm, and they also arrived in the Mortal Realm together. But what surprised him was that the 8 of plum blossoms in front of him was completely different from the one before he came to the world of mortals.

If in the Aurora Realm, Meihua 8 was still a high-spirited genius boy, now standing in front of Chen Ling, he looked like a lifeless and extremely haggard prisoner.

Especially the way he looked at Chen Ling. Facing such a sudden guest, there was no surprise in his eyes, only deep sadness and pain... Chen Ling remembered this look, and the giant things that just passed by. , almost exactly the same.

"Meihua 8." Chen Ling frowned and asked, "What...have you experienced?"

"...Come in and talk."

Plum Blossom 8 let go of the door with her pale fingers, took half a step back, and motioned for Chen Ling to come in.

Chen Ling walked into the house and carefully looked at the environment here. The furnishings in the house are extremely simple, with a bed, a chair, a table, and messy paintbrushes all over the floor;

If there is any difference between this place and the prisons Chen Ling has seen, it is probably the curtains here, which are colorful and have cartoon butterfly patterns flying on them. They are the only warm place in this small room.

"Sit." Plum Blossom 8 pointed to the chair, as if he was too tired to say another word.

Chen Ling sat down on the chair, and then seemed to remember something.

"Who is the Li Shangfeng you were talking about just now?"

"Oh... you don't know his real name." The 8 of clubs said lightly, "The 9 of hearts, you should know it by now?"

The carefree look of the 9 of Hearts suddenly flashed through Chen Ling's mind, and she couldn't connect this elegant and heroic name with this living treasure.

"……understood."

"Is he here?"

"Come right away, I'm here to explore the way."

"Dare to come to Fushenghua Headquarters alone to explore the way... You are indeed a monster with the intention of 'destroying the world'." Meihua 8 slowly sat down on her bed, leaning against the wall, her voice was a little weak, "Have you seen The second hall?”

"Ah."

"He didn't kill you?"

"No, I used some information to make a deal with him... Although he looks a bit strange, he seems to be quite principled."

Plum Blossom 8 seemed to have remembered something, and the corner of her mouth raised a slight arc:

"Indeed, although that guy is all about abstraction, he never engages in abstraction when it comes to doing things."

"So what exactly is this place? And what is Guernica?"

Hearing this question, the smile on Plum Blossom 8's lips gradually faded.

He sat up straight and spoke hoarsely:

"Guernica is a painting."

"A painting?"

"To be precise, it's a Cubist abstract painting... This is what the Second Palace found deep in the Qingdao ancient collection." Plum Blossom 8 faced the window and raised her chin.

"Did you see those abstract 'monsters' on your way here?"