love is not allowed in hell

The participants were noisy, discussing with each other.

"So we have to find a way to avoid this kid in order to kill that NPC?"

"No, the child is in the painting. It's useless to cover it with a cloth just now. There's no way to avoid it."

"Look, this NPC is a person in a painting, so do you have to use a painting to kill her? Since she is a person in a painting, she must have come from a painting. Did you find that painting and burn it? OK?"

"What you said makes sense, but... There is no shortage of people in any of the paintings here. If she ran out of the painting by herself, then there would be a big gap in her painting, right?"

"Did you miss it and didn't find it all?"

Chen Liye was pondering while listening to everyone's words. After hearing this, he suddenly said: "That's not right."

After hearing this, the participants stopped again, looked at Chen Liye, and waited for the fairy to open his golden mouth.

"The task issued by the NPC should not be equated with the way to get out of hell. Perhaps the focus should not be on how to kill the NPC at all." Chen Shenxian said, "We have been abducted."

Participants: "..."

When he said that, they woke up like they just woke up from a dream.

Indeed, some tasks assigned by NPCs are mandatory, while others are not.If it is mandatory, then they have to investigate in order to live, complete tasks in order to live, and do whatever it takes to live.

But most of the tasks issued by NPCs are not directly related to getting out of hell.

"It's so stupid." Someone couldn't help but say, "As soon as I heard her say that she was going to kill her, I subconsciously thought that it was her who was guilty, and I could go out if I killed her."

"To be honest... I thought so too."

"Ham, who made her finally say that she can leave the art museum? This is very misleading."

Xie Weixian ignored the other participants, he kept staring at Chen Liye, and said to him: "But now there are no other clues, what should we do?"

Chen Liye pinched his earlobe and said, "No, if there are clues... there are still."

The other participants were taken aback: "Is there any other clues, aren't all the paintings here?"

"There are also those clues that were given to us from the beginning." Chen Liye said, "Did you forget the announcement when you came in?"

Chen Liye opened the phone while talking.He memorized a few key words on his phone, and just looking at those key words, he could recall what Hell's announcement said at the beginning.

He repeated the announcement from hell: "This is an art museum that has been abandoned for several months. A few months ago, ghosts and ghosts frequently appeared here, and the curator committed suicide because of this. Therefore, the surrounding residents have moved out of here. But no one can understand the sorrow in the museum, no one can overcome the wandering spirits in the museum, and no one can realize the desire in the museum.”

"Do you ever know what was here? Whose handwriting is here, whose dream was here, and who silently sang funeral songs for whom here?"

Everyone listened quietly, and then fell into deep thought.

"The curator is dead." Chen Liye pursed his lips and said, "Is it possible that the curator is the father in this painting?"

"It's possible." Xie Weixian picked up a painting on the ground while talking, and said, "The last "singing a funeral song silently", is it these paintings?"

"It should refer to the funeral song that the child sang for his mother." Chen Liye said, "The remaining problems are these "sorrows", "wandering spirits" and "longings"."

Some participants said: "This should be about that child, right?"

"should be."

After saying this, there was a dead silence among the participants.

If the child hated his father, and the father was the curator, then the revenge should have been avenged—the curator committed suicide.

So what desire does he have, what evil is waiting to be ended? ?

"No." Chen Liye said, "The information given by these paintings is too fragmented, and it is impossible to spell out the whole picture."

What he said is right, these paintings come and go, the central idea expressed is nothing more than this sentence: his mother is fine, the world is clear when he is with his mother, his mother is dead, he is so sad that he will die , he was taken away by his dad, his dad was horrible, he grew up.

Gone.

The fragmented information that these paintings can give is nothing more than these.

"It's really too one-sided." Some people touched their chins and began to think, "So I have to find something else..."

Just as he was halfway through his words, someone suddenly pawed at the others and called out in a low voice, "...Hello."

"?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the participant who interrupted their discussion.

The participant was a middle-aged man with a beret and a full beard.

The bearded man stared straight ahead, his eyes were trembling, and his eyes were full of fear.He felt everyone's gaze, so he raised his trembling hand and pointed forward.

He swallowed, and said in a trembling voice: "

...look at that. "

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger.

Seeing this, everyone immediately felt their scalps explode and their whole bodies went numb.

I saw a black child standing in the distance.He was standing in front of a door next to the wall of the exhibition hall, with a strange black air all over his body.The child's whole body was black, but his eyes and mouth were clean white, like paint that had been smeared on.

He just stood there grinning, looking at this side with a pair of eyes that were too white to see the end.

At that moment, a bottomless fear rushed from the soles of Chen Liye's feet to the top of his head, making him feel cold all over in an instant.

Yes.This fear was so terrifying that it could almost kill people, and it even reminded Chen Liye of the past 2000 years ago.He was completely gripped by this murderous fear, and his heart was so painful that it almost burst.

Chen Liye panicked, and hurriedly grabbed the side twice - he wanted to grab Xie Weixian.

But he was too flustered to catch anything.Those hands moved wildly like that, as if struggling in the deep sea.

But Xie Weixian understood that he grabbed Chen Liye's hand and then covered his eyes.

"Don't look." He looked sideways at the other participants, then pressed Chen Liye into his arms, and said, "That thing is not right."

Of course Chen Liye knew that something was wrong.

He held Xie Weixian's hand tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and took two deep breaths, still feeling that the fear in his heart was as severe as a stormy sea.

He couldn't help trembling and said, "Don't let go."

Xie Weixian replied casually: "No."

As General Xie spoke, he turned his head and stared at the black brat, with murderous intent in his eyes.

The black kid didn't do anything, just looked at them with a smile.Seeing Xie Weixian's calmness, he seemed a little puzzled, so he tilted his head.

The enemy doesn't move, I don't move, Xie Weixian didn't move either, just staring at him steadfastly.

The little black ghost and Xie Weixian confronted each other silently for more than a minute, neither of them moved.

The participants are all clearly dominated by fear, no one knows what will happen in the next second, no one dares to move, let alone make a sound-every step they take is related to the life and death of everyone.

The tense atmosphere slowly spread in the air.

But suddenly, something happened - a participant couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly yelled out loud.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Xie Weixian was startled, subconsciously hugged Chen Liye a little tighter, and turned to look.

It was a participant whose expression was distorted in horror.After he yelled this, he turned his head and ran away, stumbling and stumbling in a panic.But before he ran a few meters, a pair of young devil's hands suddenly stretched out from a black and white painting that was originally hanging on a black pillar, pulling him into the painting at once.

The participant tilted his body and turned into a burst of blood.

Xie Weixian hurriedly hugged Chen Liye into his arms, he didn't even want Chen Liye to get any blood on it.

So, the blood splashed all over his back like that.

Xie Weixian turned his head silently, looking at the big pool of blood on the ground with some lingering fear.

...It's really a shot that hits the head.

He couldn't help thinking.

Fortunately, he is well versed in how the enemy can't move and I can't move, so he didn't say anything just now... The condition for this black kid to kill may be to make a sound.

Xie Weixian looked up again with lingering fear, and saw that the kid smiled even more, as if he was satisfied.

The little ghost turned his head, stretched out his hands, and slapped his hands on the door behind him, pressing out two black ghost handprints alive.

Then, he turned his back to everyone like that, and slowly disappeared.

The black handprints left on the door far away from them were incompatible with the warm colors around them, as if they were silently laughing strangely.

Xie Weixian let go of Chen Liye, patted him on the back while helping him up, lowered his head and asked in concern: "How is it?"

"……fine."

Chen Liye suppressed the fear in his heart, took several deep breaths, but he still refused to let go of Xie Weixian, still holding him trembling.

He kept his mind steady, and refused to make Xie Weixian worry, and repeated it bravely, saying: "It's okay...it's really okay."

Xie Weixian easily exposed him: "The face is pale."

Chen Liye: "..."

"What are you pretending to do with me?" General Xie said, "If it's really not possible, I can carry you on my back."

Chen Liye suddenly smiled at what he said, and the fear in his heart suddenly dissipated: "That's not as trash as that."

Xie Weixian said, "You can be a little trash."

Chen Liye was stunned for a moment.

He understood what Xie Weixian meant.

Xie Weixian wanted to tell him, you don't have to be so smart, not so shrewd, and not so strong.

You can rely on me, hold me, and let me carry you down.

You can be afraid, you can be anything.

You have all the privileges with me.

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