I became a system virus

People buried the mini coffin back, and Yi Qiubai went outside to breathe.

While washing his hands, Takano asked, "Are you really going to sacrifice yourself to feed a tiger?"

Yi Qiubai: "I want to take a gamble." He added, "Since the NPC has chosen me, no matter how I go, I will be dead."

Takano was silent.

Yi Qiubai continued: "It should be easy for NPCs to kill people. After we know more about this instance, I don't want to make unnecessary sacrifices."

Takano: "Maybe there are other ways, but we haven't thought of it yet."

Yi Qiubai: "Okay then, let's agree first, if you can't come up with a solution to the problem by night, then let me try."

Takano: "Okay."

Xiang Qiang walked over, and Gao Ye asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

Xiang Qiang: "Not currently." He added, "The basic routine of this dungeon is basically what you said. The NPC wants the player to be the next Shen Li to complete the task. If the target player does not agree, it will kill other players. If you agree, the target player will become part of the dungeon, which is simply an endless loop that cannot be solved.”

Gao Ye didn't say a word, and later Shengun came out from the basement, Yi Qiubai asked: "Shengun, if we destroy that woman's golden body, can we kill her?"

The magic stick said helplessly: "If the problem can be solved in this way, then Shen Li could have dealt with it directly, why bother to revive the tomb?"

The fat man said anxiously: "Then play with a bird, she is like a ghost, she has no real body, how can we attack?"

Wu Yue: "Yeah, just play tricks on us and trap us in the ecstasy circle, it's enough to bear."

Gao Ye: "Is there no nemesis in this thing?" He said again, "For example, a mahogany sword, which can kill demons and demons?"

The magic stick said seriously: "Theoretically, there is nothing that can restrain it, because according to the logic of the plot, if something is set in the dungeon to kill it, then the layout of the old house will not be so complicated."

People nodded, thinking that what he said made sense.

The stick continued: "According to the clues we have obtained so far, this house should have undergone two constructions, one is to build a support room underground to enshrine NPCs, and the other is to lay out five elements and eight trigrams arrays to trap NPCs. Of course, these It was done by the same person, but with different purposes before and after."

Wu Yue: "I understand what you mean. The first time I built it was because Shen Li wanted fame and fortune, and the second time I built it was because Shen Li discovered the disadvantages and wanted to get rid of it. Presumably Shen Li had found other ways before this, but It's a pity, even if it's trapped here, I still can't escape death."

God stick: "Yes, I am this logic."

It seems to be an unsolvable problem.

Someone complained: "This dungeon is too abnormal, it is impossible to block all the roads for players."

"Yes, there must be a way out!"

Yi Qiubai didn't want to speak, he made up his mind to make a contract with the NPC, and he just wanted to see what would happen after the contract was established.

Gao Ye knew what he was thinking and asked, "How many paintings are there in the attic?"

Yi Qiubai: "107 pieces."

Takano: "Do you think you will become the 108th painting?"

Yi Qiubai: "There is a possibility."

Takano: "Then let's take something and mark each painting first. If, I mean, if you become a painting, then we can find you out quickly, and then we can think of other ways."

Yi Qiubai: "I think it is very necessary for us to study the paintings in the attic now. If they are really changed by players, will the contents of the paintings convey some information to the outside world?"

This line of thinking is worthy of deliberation, so people went to the attic to look at the paintings again.

Their thinking is different, and the way they think about paintings is also different.

Someone pointed to a painting and said, "Why do I feel that this figure looks like a word?"

Everyone leaned over to watch, and the fat man said, "What kind of character does it look like, why can't I understand it?"

"Here in the lower left corner looks like a word 'begging'."

Putting the painting on a slant, and standing a little farther away, it really looks like the word "begging".

Ron was puzzled: "What does this word mean?"

Yi Qiubai turned the painting upside down, and a very obvious "攵" character appeared in front of everyone.

The fat man opened his eyes wide and said, "Help!"

Wu Yue excitedly said, "Is there really someone in the painting?"

Looking at those picture frames, people's backs are covered with white sweat.

In order to confirm this conjecture, they continued to look for clues inside.

Strange ways of calling for help are constantly being discovered by people, some draw SOS, some draw help, and some draw help...there are endless.

Yi Qiubai said: "It seems that my guess is correct."

Gao Ye frowned, "It is precisely because of this that the situation becomes more complicated. If you become a painting, we are not sure to fish you out."

Yi Qiubai: "What if the clue is in the painting?"

Gao Ye looked at him and said nothing.

Yi Qiubai continued: "I can also send information to you like them. Suppose I find something inside, I can draw a picture. Only when the two parties cooperate with each other, can we crack this living tomb."

Xiang Qiang said helplessly: "Why don't you try?" He added, "It seems that we don't have a better way to complete the dungeon task at present."

Yi Qiubai persisted and said: "Ten thousand steps back, the worst result is that I will be stranded in this dungeon, you can go to the Yacheng black market to find Lao Jin, let him find a channel and then send you in. It's okay."

Takano: "If you've made up your mind, then do it."

Yi Qiubai smiled, "Let's mark each painting first."

So a group of people found something to write numbers on the 107 paintings, and rearranged them according to the numbers to make them look clear at a glance.

After finishing all this, Yi Qiubai asked, "What else do you need to make a contract?"

God Stick: "Cut some hair."

Gao Ye found a utility knife and cut off a small lock of hair from the top of Yi Qiubai's head.

The magic stick was tied with red wool, and said: "That thing will come to you at night, everyone, don't fall asleep."

The crowd nodded.

Xiang Qiang said: "You didn't sleep last night, go and rest for a while, you will have a lot of trouble at night."

Magic stick: "Yes, night is the highlight, everyone should take good rest during the day, and don't lose the chain at night."

After setting the goals and tasks, people will relax and recharge their batteries during the next day.

When night fell, everyone's spirits were a little tense after eating, but Yi Qiubai was very relaxed.

At midnight, the two paper figurines arrived as scheduled.

Yi Qiubai thought they would come looking for him directly, but Wu Yue's room made noise, and suddenly there was a shrill scream.

Everyone rushed out to see the situation.

Thinking of what happened last night, Gao Ye suddenly reminded loudly: "Don't go out! Lay down for me!"

Hearing his voice, the fat man and others in the next room did not dare to open the door, but held their breath to listen to the sound outside.

The player in the other room has already gone out, but there is no movement, apparently entered the five elements and eight trigrams array and was trapped.

After a while, Yi Qiubai said: "I'm going out."

Gao Ye grabbed him and said sternly, "Tell me, you'll be fine."

Yi Qiubai was silent, "I will be back."

Gao Ye let go of him, Yi Qiubai opened the door and went out, and saw the female player Xiaofeng curled up on the ground bloodied.

The two paper figurines saw him come out, and the girl paper figurine "giggled" and laughed, "Our master is very angry, and she will kill if she is not happy."

Yi Qiubai: "Call her out, I promise to lend her face."

Girl paper figurine: "You must keep what you say, and you cannot go back on your word."

Yi Qiubai: "What you say is true, but I have one condition, you must ensure that all players are intact." He added, "This player has already been damaged by you, I am very disappointed."

Girl paper figurine: "After finishing the ceremony, she will be back to normal."

Yi Qiubai handed out his hair, "I want to get back to normal now."

The boy paper figurine stepped forward to take the hair, and it disappeared quickly.

After a while, the bloody Xiaofeng really recovered, she was both surprised and happy.

Yi Qiubai said: "Go into the house, don't let Wu Yue and the others worry."

Xiaofeng: "But you..."

Yi Qiubai: "With Gao Ye here, I'll be fine."

Xiaofeng: "Thank you."

Yi Qiubai watched her enter the room, and then went to the third floor to wake up the players who were circling, telling them to go back to the room quickly, and not to come out no matter what happened outside, unless Gao Ye reminded them.

The three returned to their room in horror.

Yi Qiubai went to the second floor alone, and when he saw the paintings hanging on the wall, he stopped and fell into deep thought.

If the painting on the attic was changed by the player, then who changed the painting?

There was a rustling sound, and the girl paper figurine said: "The ceremony is ready, you can come down now."

Yi Qiubai followed it to the basement, where it was glowing red, and the golden body of bones was taken out and placed on the incense table, looking eerie and paradoxical.

Girl paper figurine: "Master, your host has been invited."

The skeletal golden body twisted its head, Yi Qiubai twitched the corners of his mouth, somewhat apprehensive in his heart.

Girl paper figurine: "Please stand here."

Yi Qiubai stood in the center of that strange pattern according to its meaning, and inside was a lotus flower.

The golden body of bones seemed very excited, "Player 188, are you sincerely willing to lend me your face?"

Yi Qiubai: "Yes."

Skeleton Golden Body: "Are you willing to make a contract with me?"

Yi Qiubai: "Yes." After a pause, "But I have a question, what exactly are you?"

Skeleton golden body: "I am, I am a painting demon."

Yi Qiubai gave a soft "Oh" and said, "Hi, Miss Huayao, if I reach an agreement with you, will the other players be able to leave the instance?"

Hua Yao: "Yes, my mission has been completed."

Yi Qiubai: "Then where is my final destination?"

Hua Yao laughed lightly, "I won't tell you." "Y" "X" D" "J".

Yi Qiubai: "Okay, for the sake of your performance, I will make a sacrifice."

Hua Yao: "You are really interesting."

Yi Qiubai: "You are still as mischievous as in the painting." He added, "It's not easy for everyone, so let's tolerate each other."

The girl paper figurines looked at them, lost in thought. Compared with the previous ceremonies, what seemed wrong with the painting style?

Pricking his finger, a drop of blood dripped into the cup, Hua Yao ate Yi Qiubai's hair mixed with blood.

Yi Qiubai couldn't look directly at him and asked, "What if the thing I give you is a sock, do you want to eat it too?"

Painted Demon: "..."