A Crowd of Evil Spirit Lines up to Confess to Me

In his sleep, Rong Qingman faintly felt a little uneasy, as if he was being watched by someone, his eyes had a kind of coldness, as if he was staring at a corpse.

He could almost imagine what kind of terrifying existence appeared in this room.

But Rong Qingman couldn't wake up no matter what, his eyelids seemed to be heavy, so he could only continue to sleep drowsily, but the sense of vigilance in his heart became stronger and stronger.

There is absolutely something wrong with this room.

Before entering the dungeon, Rong Qingman had already investigated through his own channels.Although this ghost studio dungeon is nominally an intermediate level dungeon, its true horror is already close to some high level dungeons.

The number of ghosts in this dungeon that are close to the level of ghosts is far higher than other dungeons... The only good thing is that they will not hurt people before touching certain taboos.

It's just the scariest place, but it has nothing to do with the ghosts that already existed in this villa.

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When I woke up the next day.Rong Qingman's eyes were slightly black and blue, obviously he didn't sleep well yesterday.

He searched everywhere in the house together, but couldn't find anything that might have something to do with ghosts.

"Where did that line of sight come from?"

Gu Wuji, on the other hand, pretended to be satisfied with his sleep, and greeted Rong Qingman, wondering why he looked so tired.

While talking about being careless, he opened the curtains and looked out the window.

The external scene that was completely unclear last night immediately came into Gu Wuji's eyes.It was the villa on the opposite side, but as a matter of course, the villa was surrounded by fog.

"I don't know if this is the villa area..." Gu Wuji felt that if he really wanted to see the outside world, he had to go up to the third floor.

"You bastard..." Rong Qingman didn't know whether this person was indifferent or didn't notice the strange sight last night at all.

Under such sight, how could a normal person sleep well!

It’s just that he doesn’t know that Gu Wuji is someone who has experienced the experience of being watched by evil gods every day in the copy of the ghost cruise ship, and even sleeps as if nothing happened when he has nightmares at every turn... To him, the strangeness last night is not at all. Whether it hurts or not, the whole person sleeps soundly.

After the two of them came out of the room, the other players they met also looked tired. Everyone obviously felt strange when they went to bed at night, and they were so worried that they couldn't sleep.

But after exchanging a few words, they still didn't know what the problem was.There is obviously nothing in this room, where is the sight coming from...

When a group of people went downstairs to the hall, they suddenly found that breakfast had been set on the table. It looked like it had just been prepared and exuded a fragrance.

Everyone filled their stomachs with the biscuits they carried with them last night. If it weren't for the fact that they were in this supernatural dungeon, they would have already gone straight up and ate them.

They were already stunned, "What the hell is going on?"

"Did someone come here before... But we didn't hear anything at all."

These people are not ordinary people. As players, of course they have all kinds of detection methods. It is absolutely impossible for a big living person to enter here without being noticed by anyone.

Others couldn't think of it, but Gu Wuji remembered it all at once.If this world, like that abandoned hospital, is a world in a painting, then the owner of the painting puts food in by some special means, and they will not be able to detect it.

But now there is too little evidence, so Gu Wuji kept this guess in his heart, anyway, he brought enough matches.

Everyone was discussing, "It's impossible for a ghost to be so kind, and even cook for us?"

"But this dungeon is already so weird, it's normal for the system to provide us with some food."

One person went up to check it out, and immediately said: "This is just ordinary food, there is no problem." Saying this, he sat down and started to move, as if to prove his words.

Although the others felt strange, they all sat down thinking that they would stay in this dungeon for so long. It would be ridiculous if they starved to death without eating.

What made Gu Wuji aware of the strangeness was that everyone's food on the table was different, some were even placed with chopsticks while others were with knives and forks...but the chopsticks in front of him were still placed on the left hand side, and he picked them up to change them. It's a little awkward when it comes to the other hand.

Although this was just a trivial detail, it made Gu Wuji remember it in his heart.

"Do you know the number of painters who died after leaving this studio?"

The others didn't take it seriously at first, but when they suddenly remembered something, their expressions changed.

"Exactly eight! Exactly the same number as ours."

"After all, this training was only held for one session, and then that kind of thing happened."

"It's impossible for us to deal with the ghosts of those painters here." One of them forced a smile.

But the people around fell silent, unable to continue joking with him.After all, in their view, this matter is indeed very likely to happen.

"Then can everyone still find news about these painters?" Gu Wuji asked.

"Of course, these people are also well-known painters, so just search for information."

Talking about it, other players took out their mobile phones and searched. In fact, in general dungeons, you can search for information on the Internet at will. Anyway, it is impossible for players to rely on this to get away.

But the more they searched, the paler their faces became.

As if the news had been blocked, there was not much information they could find, except that they knew that the studio was terrible, and they didn't even know how terrible it was.

As for the painters who died suddenly, they can only find out how famous their works were and how much they sold for after death, but there are very few biographies of the characters, not even photos.

"What's going on, I obviously felt that there was not so little news before..."

"Generally speaking, when something like this happens, shouldn't the media frantically reveal all the deeds of other people?" Everyone fell into doubt.

"I think I know why." Gu Wuji looked at the news he found, "It is said that after the media reported on the deceased at the beginning, ghosts also appeared. Probably because of this, they were also afraid."

The more the situation is covered up now, the more it makes everyone feel bad.

"I'm wondering if the food we use is also related to those painters." Gu Wuji looked at the chopsticks in his hand, "The food here seems to be prepared according to their taste, don't you think? ?”

The others were already sitting in their seats with ugly faces, and they didn't know whether they should continue to eat these foods at this time.

Rong Qingman over there has already started to eat slowly, he glanced at the crowd, and sneered directly: "This is just the scary part of this dungeon, I really can't see that you are players of the intermediate dungeon, how dare you eat it?" So small."

Although his attitude aroused everyone's dissatisfaction as before, the others still felt at ease because of this, and sat down at the table to eat.

Gu Wuji took a few glances at Rong Qingman and admired this roommate more and more.

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After eating the food, everyone immediately came to the studio in the basement.

At this time, the traces they used yesterday have completely disappeared, and new canvases have been replaced on the drawing boards.But the obvious difference from last night this time is that all the painting utensils have disappeared, and the entire space is so empty that it can be described as scary.

[Congratulations to all players who have passed the main task of the first day. ]

[Trigger a new mainline task: draw a painting worth 1 million yuan before zero o'clock. ]

Everyone was stunned after hearing the system's words.

Although they had long guessed whether this would be the case, this suddenly raised the requirement from 100 yuan to 1 yuan, and there was too much difference between the two.If things go on like this, will they be asked to draw paintings worth [-] or even millions tomorrow?

By this time, they had no other chances.

"Obviously, even if we can barely draw a painting worth 1 yuan, if we survive today, we won't survive tomorrow." Sister Yan frowned.

"Yes, and there is a trap hidden in the words of the system." Gu Wuji said: "How does the system measure the value of our paintings? Is it based on human aesthetics, or the calculation of machines...or, some ghosts aesthetics?"

When everyone heard his words, they couldn't help feeling horrified when they thought of the appearance of ghosts appreciating paintings.

"It can be said that as long as you are not careful, even if you can draw a painting that meets this value, you may not be able to pass here." Rong Qingman glanced at Gu Wuji and said coldly, "So, we all need someone to ensure that we must Insurance that can complete the main task."

"You mean..." Gu Wuji seemed to have thought of something.

The others looked at them in confusion. Of course, some of them already knew the clues, but they would not rashly share the important information they had learned at this time.

After all, most players still have the idea that they might not die if something happens to other people. Unless it is a teammate related to their own interests, they will never casually tell the information they know.

"Finding painting tools in this villa is probably what the system wants us to do now." Gu Wuji said: "If I'm not wrong, I can definitely find a way to draw 1 yuan paintings in this villa. And this method is all related to that painting.”

"You are still a bit smart." Rong Qingman glanced at Gu Wuji coldly, but he still had a good impression of him in his heart, then turned around and left alone.

The others all nodded their heads. Although they were still apprehensive, at least they had a goal.

Everyone left from the basement, immediately dispersed, and searched around the villa for the tools they were looking for.

Sister Yan still has a good impression of Gu Wuji, and she deliberately waited until everyone else had left to stay and said to him: "When you are looking for things in this villa, if you see any paintings, you'd better not look at them. their eyes."

Gu Wuji quickly thanked the other party. This must be one of the news that the other party got through points when he entered the dungeon. Few people told others so casually.

However, he himself is still unclear about what the current dungeon is like.After struggling for a while, Gu Wuji handed a match to the other party.

"Although I don't know if it's useful or not, if that happens, it will definitely come in handy."

Faced with Gu Wuji's unclear words, Sister Yan nodded, with a hint of gratitude in her eyes.

At this time, Sister Yan's teammates had already urged her in the stairwell, and she hurriedly bid farewell to Gu Wuji.

After that, Gu Wuji tried the ghost control technique in the dark, to see if he could summon a ghost to come out and ask a few words.

Before he used it, Gu Wuji had already sensed the resonance of this ghost-controlling technique with an existence in a distant place, and at the same time, a strong sense of crisis came to his heart.

"This is?" Could it be a linkage with the Li Gui boss in the first dungeon?

Gu Wuji has always believed in his intuition, so he immediately gave up using the ghost control technique.

Before that, he had used so many ghost-controlling techniques, but none of them looked like this.Is it because this dungeon is in the same world as the first dungeon?

In short, when he didn't meet the ghost boss, he was very grateful to him... But Gu Wuji remembered what happened to him in the first world. .

Although Gu Wuji did not believe that the ghostly boss could come to this place to arrest people, but considering that the golden fingers on his body were all given by the other party, who knows what will happen?

He immediately decided not to use the ghost control technique in this dungeon, so as to avoid any tragedy of overturning the car.

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After Sister Yan came out of the basement, she and another female player chose to enter a certain room on the first floor.

When she opened the door, she felt a cold air coming from it. The light in the room seemed to be broken, and she couldn't turn it on.With the light pouring down from the outside, they could see that it was a utility room with all kinds of things in it.

"Sister Yan, didn't the warning say that we can't open the door casually?" The female player next to her couldn't help but asked worriedly, "Will we be cursed for violating taboos like this!"

"Don't think so much, after all, now is the time to do this." Sister Yan comforted the female player beside her, "The situation won't get worse anyway."

The female player nodded timidly, and walked into the utility room with Sister Yan.

The two of them followed the light of the mobile phone and looked around in the utility room.Soon, Sister Yan saw painting tools in one of the buckets. She didn't do it rashly, but held the defensive tools in her hand.

The female player next to him just reached out to grab it, and before Sister Yan had time to warn, she had already held the thing in her hand.

At this moment, the whole utility room became colder, and the light of the mobile phone suddenly dimmed, and it couldn't be turned on no matter what.

Sister Yan couldn't help sighing, but didn't say much. This teammate and her were friends in reality. The two almost died in an accident. Although they were fine afterwards, they were bound to this system one after another.

For such a long time, if she hadn't taken care of her, and the two were lucky enough to often hug their thighs, the other party would have died long ago.It's just that Sister Yan didn't expect that her friend not only failed to mature in the dungeon, but was still so reckless.

"What should I do!" The female player was about to cry, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have taken that thing casually."

"Forget it, it shouldn't be a problem for us to go out in the dark now, and this room is not too big, so it should be fine." Sister Yan sighed.

At this time, there was some movement in the house, and the female player beside Sister Yan suddenly made a panicked voice, "Yes, what's the sound, what is it..."

The sound of water flowing slowly on the ground could be heard clearly next to their ears. This is just a utility room. Where did the water come from?

"I remembered." The female player said tremblingly, "I saw it when I checked the information before. One of the female painters who went out in this studio, after becoming famous, suddenly found her dead in the bathroom at home. Among them, the body is still full of wounds. It is said that the murderer is the ex-boyfriend of the female painter..."

Sister Yan looked solemn, "I saw it too. The weird thing is that the ex-boyfriend disappeared after that. Instead, the last work of the female artist was auctioned at a very high price."

"What we're encountering now, can't be that..." the female player almost held her breath as she spoke.

The next moment, the sound of heavy footsteps and panting suddenly sounded.

"Be careful!" Sister Yan immediately opened the defensive props, and in a burst of faint light, the flashlights of the two mobile phones lit up at the same time, clearly reflecting the figure not far away.

Appearing in front of them was a hunchbacked woman, her face was extremely pale, she clutched her stomach, and staggered towards the two of them.At first glance, it is quite ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that her body is full of blood.

When she looked up, her eyes had turned blood red.

"You took my things?"

"Ahhhhhhh-"

The female player screamed immediately, she was already stunned by the scene in front of her, and almost without thinking, she stuffed the thing in her hand into Sister Yan's hand, "Hurry up and take it! It was you from the beginning The one who discovered this thing should be noticed by the ghost!"

Sister Yan was stunned, "You..."

She thought that her teammate was just a bit arrogant and indulgent. In fact, she must be kind-hearted, but it is obvious that the other party's behavior and kindness are completely out of line.

"Xiaoyan, I'm sorry! I don't want to either. When I can escape this time, I will definitely avenge you!" The female player gritted her teeth and said without the slightest nostalgia. She turned around and ran towards the outside world.

But what was unexpected was that the female ghost who she thought was supposed to attack Sister Yan suddenly rushed towards her position without stopping.

In the stunned eyes of the female player, the female ghost was already close at hand, and she couldn't help calling for help: "Help me quickly! Xiaoyan, I was wrong, you can't watch me die!"

Sister Yan sighed and said, "It seems that you don't know yet. The ghosts here will appear because their things are taken away, but they will not easily do things to those people... but those who have nothing People are the real prey of ghosts."

She didn't intend to hide it originally, but just wanted to test it a little bit. Who knew that the other party's actions were so fast, and the situation became like this.

There was deep horror and fear in the female player's eyes, and she couldn't help but feel regret in her heart, but before she could say anything, she let out a terrifying scream.

Sister Yan broke out in a cold sweat. She couldn't bear to look any more, but turned her head.

She has recognized the true colors of her teammates.Besides, this female ghost is not something she can rashly provoke.

But after turning her head, she suddenly discovered something, and she was immediately stunned.

There was obviously nothing on the white wall before, but now there is a painting on it.

"what is this?"

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When Gu Wuji checked around in the basement again, and finally decided to go upstairs, he suddenly noticed a pencil rolling down the door of the basement.

The pencil hit Gu Wuji's shoe, and he picked it up.

"This is? How can there be any pencils in this place."

Gu Wuji walked up while looking at the pencil in his hand, and suddenly saw inside the passageway from the basement, there was already a line of words written in blood on the wall.

'I've been waiting here for a long time. '

"Huh?" Gu Wuji couldn't help but look serious.

Writing on the wall is really unqualified behavior.

After walking up a few steps, Gu Wuji suddenly found that the stairs were much longer than the ones he had walked before.No, it is simply that there is no end in sight after looking up.

By now, if he couldn't find out that he had run into a ghost, he would have lived in vain for more than twenty years.

The blood on the wall also continued to increase, from some short, unintelligible words before, to some innocent and cute portraits, in which eight cute little people were playing somewhere.

Gu Wuji felt that the ghosts in this dungeon might have some obsession with Ba.

But it was drawn with blood, and this lovely style like a children's picture book makes people creepy.

As the fresh blood flowed down, it was as if the original cute villain was bleeding, and those eyes seemed to be staring at Gu Wuji outside, from the previous innocence to full of resentment.

Gu Wuji looked at the wall, his face changed in various ways, as if he was thinking deeply about something extremely important.

Soon, as the portrait was completely destroyed by blood, a few large characters appeared crookedly on it, "Stay with me."

Then a cold hand rested on Gu Wuji's shoulder, the chill in that hand seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

When the ghost grinned at Gu Wuji, hoping to see the human beings in front of him showing fear...

Gu Wuji calmly turned his head to look behind him, and grabbed the ghost's hand.

The ghost stayed where it was, but Gu Wuji clenched his hands tightly as if he was afraid that it would run away, and said with a frown, "Even if you like to draw, you can't just scribble on the wall like this. Do you know how hard it is for the people who clean up, this is completely unqualified behavior..."

For a moment, the air in this passage seemed to be stagnant.

"Of course, I know you probably didn't do it on purpose." Gu Wuji sighed again, "Looking at the paintings on the wall, you should be a ghost with a childlike innocence... There is still time to change yourself now."

ghost:"??"