Debuted in the C position of the thriller variety show

Shen Yueyu's mind was spinning quickly. If they want to be out, everyone will be out together. Anyway, there are still two rounds to come, so just don't let Xie Xiaozhou get the heart rate in this round.

Shen Yueyu made a decisive decision and reached out to grab Xie Xiaozhou.

But Xie Xiaozhou ran away a long time ago, and was standing at the entrance of the corridor, with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and sarcasm was written brightly.

Shen Yueyu: "..."

His chest felt congested, and he almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Originally, Shen Yueyu thought that this plan was a sure thing, and it would definitely make Xie Xiaozhou out in the second round.But I didn't expect that the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole were behind, but Xie Xiaozhou took the army instead.

Now he is deflated.

Shen Yueyu suddenly lost his mind and raised his foot to catch up.

【I'm really convinced, why is Shen Yueyu like this, so stupid】

【Don't talk nonsense, obviously Zhou Zhou is too smart】

[Zhouzhou run, don't be caught up! 】

Seeing that Shen Yueyu was about to catch up, Xie Xiaozhou took a step back in a calm manner, and dodged the outstretched hand.

He raised his hand again, pressed Shen Yueyu's shoulder, and pressed him against the wall.

boom--

Shen Yueyu's forehead hit the wall firmly, causing the picture frame hanging on the side to shake three times.

Xu Ran who was standing aside felt a toothache when he heard the voice.

Shen Yueyu squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "Xie Xiaozhou——"

Xie Xiaozhou easily pressed Shen Yueyu.

He has always had the habit of exercising, and he usually runs around in the crew. He looks thin, but he is actually quite strong.

What's more, if you can't control ghosts, can you also control a person?

[Zhouzhou God of War! 】

[I didn't expect number 2 to be quite good at playing]

【This is obviously bullying us Xiaoyu, which is too much】

Shen Yueyu struggled for a while, but couldn't break free, his face was slightly distorted, and he said to Xu Ran: "Come and help!"

Just as Xu Ran was about to come over, she met Xie Xiaozhou's eyes.

Those black and white eyes are bright and moving, mixed with a narrow smile - as if to say, it's useless for you to come here.

Xu Ran stopped in her tracks.

In fact, Xu Ran's hostility towards Xie Xiaozhou was not so high, he only acted after being prompted by Shen Yueyu.Now that the frame-up failed, he gave up this idea and just watched the fun from the sidelines.

Shen Yueyu couldn't help but cursed.

Xie Xiaozhou used force to break Shen Yueyu's shoulders down, and those obscenities suddenly turned into howls.

He leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Why are you targeting me?"

Because of the pain, Shen Yueyu's face turned pale.

Why target Xie Xiaozhou?

Of course it was because of the hidden mission arranged for him by the program group.But because of the nature of the hidden mission, he cannot tell others about the mission.

Shen Yueyu bit to death: "I just don't like you!"

Xie Xiaozhou's eyes lingered on his face for a while, and he suddenly laughed: "I see, it's the program group, right?"

Hearing the words "program group", Shen Yueyu's expression changed.

Originally, Xie Xiaozhou was just guessing, but now seeing Shen Yueyu's reaction, it is likely that the program crew has messed up.

Shen Yueyu was still stubborn: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xie Xiaozhou raised his eyebrows and said, "Since this is the case, let me give you a suggestion."

Shen Yueyu was startled: "What?"

Xie Xiaozhou finished the second half of the sentence: "I suggest you not to fight against me. Because, usually, people who fight against me don't end well."

After speaking, he let go of his hand.

Shen Yueyu didn't listen to this sincere warning at all, as soon as he regained his freedom, he reached out to grab Xie Xiaozhou.

Xie Xiaozhou glanced at it: "I have another suggestion - instead of catching me, it's better to clean the corridor before the painter returns."

Shen Yueyu hasn't reacted yet.

Xu Ran, however, listened to Xie Xiaozhou's words, lowered his head, and looked at the ground.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the lights at the top of the corridor flickered.

The snow-white and cold tiles were covered with messy bloody footprints, as if at the scene of a murder case.

Xu Ran: "This blood..."

Shen Yueyu also looked over.

The blood they got from the floor behind the door.

If the painter comes back and sees the footprints on the floor tiles, he will know that someone has opened the door and entered it.

Shen Yueyu is the clearest - the painter said that this door cannot be entered, once entered, bad things will happen.

Before the painter comes back, close the door and clean the corridor, and it will be as if nothing happened.

Xu Ran hesitated for a moment, and suggested: "Why don't we clean up here first."

Seeing that Xie Xiaozhou can't be caught, it's better to save himself.

Shen Yueyu stopped and turned around: "Go and find the mop."

Fortunately, there is a mop in the storage room on the side.

Shen Yueyu and Xu Ran each held a mop, mopping the floor reluctantly.

It turned out that there were only a few bloody footprints on the ground, but now that it was dragged by the mop, the blood on the ground blurred and turned into bloodstains, more like a horror movie.

Two people:"……"

It took them a lot of effort to clean up the blood on the ground.

The lights flickered.

The tiles on the floor have been restored to clean and bright.

It's the last step.

Shen Yueyu glanced at the door at the deepest part of the corridor. The door was ajar, and a dark gap appeared.He took a step forward, grabbed the door handle and was about to close the door.

But before closing it, Shen Yueyu noticed a black shadow flashing in the darkness behind the door.His movements paused, and he couldn't help but look a few more times.

After staring for a long time, the eyes get used to the darkness.

The outline of the black shadow gradually became clear.

The man was suspended in mid-air, his feet didn't land on the ground, and his chest was still heaving a little.Numerous wounds were drawn on his body, and blood dripped down, dripping onto the ground.

It turned out that the blood stains on the ground came from this.

This is also the handwriting of the painter.

[I'm stupid, I'm startled]

[The friends and brothers hanging in it are all the same kind, can you give me some hints next time, don’t scare ghosts like this, okay?]

[The people inside are all hanged ghosts? 】

Shen Yueyu felt a chill in his heart, and wanted to find out more, but Xu Ran kept urging behind him: "Hurry up, wait until the painter comes back."

Thinking that the painter might appear here at any time, Shen Yueyu didn't continue to read, and quickly closed the door.

boom--

A crisp sound echoed in the corridor, and the heavy, dark door closed again without leaving a single gap.

Xu Ran and Shen Yueyu looked at each other.

Before the painter came back, they hurriedly left the corridor.

After walking out, the two stood at the entrance of the corridor and looked in.

The ground was as clean as ever, and there was no trace of blood.

Xu Ran observed carefully for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief: "Surely you can't see it now?"

Shen Yueyu nodded: "It should be fine."

The two left quickly.

What they don't know is that even if the corridor is clean, the soles of their feet are still stained with dried blood, which cannot be removed.

It's like Bluebeard's key.

As long as it falls into a pool of blood, the stained blood cannot be erased.

【Will the painter find out? 】

[I don't think so, it's all cleaned up so cleanly]

***

Xie Xiaozhou stood in the aisle on the second floor, holding on to the railing with one hand, looking at the corridor on the first floor.

Based on his position, he was able to see everything in the corridor.He was quietly observing Xu Ran and Shen Yueyu.

Xie Xiaozhou felt that this door carried an unparalleled temptation before, making people want to open it.Originally, he was also looking for an opportunity to find out, but now Xu Ran and Shen Yueyu are willing to sacrifice themselves, which saves him from taking risks.

Now the door has been opened and people have entered.

Just look at the painter's reaction when he finds out.

Xie Xiaozhou rubbed his chin with his fingers, and the scene he saw just now flashed back in his mind.

In the last show, he once turned into a cat, and he has always carried the characteristics of a feline animal, with keen night vision.

The moment he opened the door, he saw clearly what was in the darkness.

It was a person hanging from the ceiling, and there was more than one.

At a glance, there were at least a dozen people, all wearing the same white shirts, their faces were dead pale, and blood flowed unstoppably.

Xie Xiaozhou glanced at the white shirt he was wearing—it was exactly the same as the one hanging inside.

Are all the guests hanging here from the past?

The corpse behind the door, the blood on the ground, the blood in the cracks in the floor tiles in the studio, and... the red stain on the painter's cuff.

painter……

Xie Xiaozhou bit the corner of his lips thoughtfully.

***

In the garden outside the small bungalow.

The flowers are clustered together, and the spring is full of joy.

The painter walked through the flowers, and the wheelchair rolled over the ground, leaving two deep ruts on the wet soil.

He stopped in front of a bush of roses.

Roses are delicate and delicate, and the petals range from deep red to light red, forming a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers.

The painter's face was pale and indifferent, even if the warm sunshine fell on his body, it still couldn't drive away the chill on his body.

He stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the rose petals with his thin fingers, as if he was stroking the skin of his lover.

Time seemed to have stood still.

The painter kept this action unmoved, not even trembling his eyelashes.

At this time, a butterfly flew by.

The butterfly flew over the flowers and finally landed on the rose.Perhaps it regarded the artist's hand as a part of the petal, and with a light leap, it landed on the artist's fingertips.

The butterfly's wings fluttered slightly, and its antennae collided with each other.

Gorgeous and delicate petals, pale fingers and fragile and beautiful butterflies.

These three are intertwined together, located in the same picture, just like a beautiful oil painting.

It's just that this scene didn't last too long.

The painter flexed his fingers and held the butterfly tightly.

Unexpectedly, the butterfly suddenly turned the gorgeous flower into a life-threatening weapon, flapping its wings desperately, trying to escape.

The painter lowered his eyes, and the outline of his cheeks was cold, even if he was doing such a life-killing thing, there was no disturbance.

But his hand was very steady, no matter how much the butterfly struggled, he never let go.

It was not until the butterfly lost its strength that the painter let go of his fingers.

The butterfly's wings shattered and fell into the muddy dirt.

The painter raised his hand, and the fingertips were stained with the phosphorous powder on the butterfly's wings. When the wind blew gently, it floated in mid-air.

The more perfect something is, the more people want to destroy it.

The painter sighed silently.

However, it is still necessary to deal with those imperfect and flawed things first.

He turned the wheelchair and put his left hand on his knee.I saw a blood-red scar on the pale finger.

***

The sun was setting and the sky was dark.

In a blink of an eye, a day passed.

If today passes, there are still five days left in this link.

But now the guests still don't have a clue about the painter.

The guests gathered in the hall on the first floor, and it was quiet.

Lu Lu couldn't help complaining: "I thought this link could be simpler, but it seems that it's no better than a mermaid's strategy!"

The voice fell, and no one echoed her words.

Lu Lu was a little strange and looked aside.

Xu Ran and Shen Yueyu have always taken the initiative to attack, but now they are in a trance and absent-minded.

Lu Lu asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xu Ran came back to his senses, obviously not wanting to say: "It's nothing."

He was worried that the painter would see the clues, and if he was discovered, he might be out of the game early.

Seeing his appearance, Lu Lu couldn't believe him. Just as she was about to ask, the sound of a wheelchair rolling suddenly sounded in her ears——the painter came.

The sound of the wheelchair rolling approached, and the figure of the painter appeared from the entrance of the gate.

He still looked sickly, covering his lips with one hand and coughing vigorously.Because he was too skinny, a vein appeared on the back of his hand.

Lu Lu stopped speaking.

The painter just came in from the small garden outside, with a bone-chilling chill on his body, he wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief.

Lu Lu was the most active of all the guests. She hurried up and asked, "Mr. Painter, is it our turn for an interview?"

The painter raised his eyelids and scanned the people present.

Xu Ran and Shen Yueyu were a little nervous.

Originally, they really wanted to get close to the painter to brush their heart rate, but because they were afraid of being discovered by the painter after entering the door, they even stopped breathing when their eyes fell.

Especially Xu Ran couldn't help rubbing the soles of his shoes.

But fortunately, the painter didn't notice anything else, and quickly looked away.

His throat was a little uncomfortable, and his voice was very soft, and he asked, "I have a question."

take an exam?

Lu Lu agreed immediately: "You ask."

The painter said, "How do you... think about death?"

Hearing this question, Xie Xiaozhou looked at the painter.

The painter always had that icy look, as if no matter what happened, he couldn't show the slightest emotion.

He noticed Xie Xiaozhou's gaze, and raised his eyelids to meet them.

The two looked at each other.

Xie Xiaozhou's gaze was in contact with the painter for a moment, then he moved away as if nothing had happened.

On the contrary, the painter was still looking at the boy, unconsciously stroking the scar on his left hand.

It was cut out with a utility knife, and it has not yet healed, and it still tingles when it touches it.

The painter's expression remained unchanged, as if the scars were not on his own body, his brows were indifferent: "Tell me the answer."

How do you view death?

Death is an eternal proposition, everyone has their own answer, it is difficult to give the same opinion.

Lu Lu, who has always been active, also hesitated at this time, took a step back, and retreated into the crowd.

Xu Ran was thinking.

And Shen Yueyu cast his eyes on the painter's knee.

The painter is bad at walking and has been sitting in a wheelchair with a thin blanket covering his lower body.Probably because of a walk in the garden, some petals stuck to her body more or less.

Most of the petals are from roses.

Shen Yueyu's heart moved, and he had a general idea.

Rose, the painter, the corpse behind the door...

Shen Yueyu remembered the program that Xie Xiaozhou filmed - "Let's Go!"Boys Over Flowers".The villain doctor there also looks like this.

Combining all kinds of clues, one can draw a conclusion that painters and doctors behave alike, they are both executioners who control and bestow death.

Such a heart-wrenching goal, only the same crazy people can attract their attention.

Shen Yueyu had a solution in his mind, but he still hesitated.First, I turned my head to look at Xie Xiaozhou, and saw his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

So he didn't even have that little hesitation, and hurriedly said in front of Xie Xiaozhou: "Mr. Painter, I am not afraid of death."

Xie Xiaozhou once defeated the difficult boss doctor with a crazy boy with roses. If he used it again, he would definitely be able to brush the painter's heart rate with ease.

So he had to use this method first. In this case, even if Xie Xiaozhou used it, the effect would be greatly reduced.

"Not only am I not afraid, but I also look forward to the time when death comes." Shen Yueyu said, with a faint look of fanaticism in his eyes.

After finishing these two sentences, the painter's eyes really fell on him.

it works.

Shen Yueyu seemed to be inspired, and continued: "I think death is a different kind of new life, and there is no need to be afraid."

"I would embrace death if I could."

Listening to what Shen Yueyu said, the painter's glass-like transparent eyes rolled slightly: "Really?"

Shen Yueyu looked focused, really like a devout believer: "Yes, I am not afraid of death, but this death must be meaningful."

The painter pinched the corner of the handkerchief with his fingers, and said softly: "Meaningful death...very good." He stared at Shen Yueyu, as if he wanted to write this person down.

The painter's voice was still cold, but Shen Yueyu was overjoyed to be able to say the word "very good".

[It seems that the artist is already interested in Xiao Yu!The artist looks at Xiao Yu differently]

[Xiaoyu, rush, try to brush up to 100% heartbeat, let No. 2 see how good you are]

【That's right, our Xiaoyu is also very powerful】

Shen Yueyu glanced at Xie Xiaozhou proudly.

Xie Xiaozhou: "..."

This appearance, these words are a little bit familiar - isn't this the state of his boyhood?

It's just that he was influenced by the SR identity card of "Rose Boy" at that time, and he was completely crazy, while Shen Yueyu...although he has tried his best to imitate it, but he still has a nondescript feeling.

What's more, Xie Xiaozhou feels that this method is effective for doctors, but not necessarily effective for painters.

Just as he was thinking, the painter Leng Lingling cast his gaze over again.

With the beginning of Shen Yueyu, other guests also made answers to death.

It's just that compared to Shen Yueyu's answer, they seem to be quite satisfactory.

Finally, it was Xie Xiaozhou's turn.

Xie Xiaozhou's lips moved, not knowing what to say.

Shen Yueyu couldn't help but feel a little proud.

He thought he had given the perfect answer, no matter how clever Xie Xiaozhou was, it was useless.

Of course, Xie Xiaozhou didn't think of saying some sweet words to deceive the painter, he just wanted to show the purest nature.

"Mr. Painter..." Xie Xiaozhou was at a loss, "I don't know."

Shen Yueyu: "?"

He waited for a long time, that's it?

Could it be that you can't figure it out and give up on yourself?

【? 】

[Is No. 2 unable to come up with a unique insight? 】

[Compared to this, our Xiaoyu is really amazing]

Xie Xiaozhou's eyes are black and white, like a pool of clear spring water: "Mr. Painter, death should be a very complicated thing, I don't know."

After hearing this answer, the painter didn't say anything.

Compared with the performance of the previous painters, Shen Yueyu became more and more complacent.

But the painter didn't express anything else, so he left on his own.The thin figure was soon overwhelmed by darkness.

It was as if he had simply come to ask a question.

Lu Lu scratched her head: "What do you mean by painter?"

Xu Ran: "Explore life?"

After the painter left, the guests also dispersed and returned to their rooms.

***

Xie Xiaozhou lay on the bed, replaying the painter's question, thinking about what it meant, without feeling sleepy at all.

In a blink of an eye, outside the window, the moon is above the treetops, and the night is getting darker.

Xie Xiaozhou was about to fall asleep when there was a gurgling sound outside the door.He stood up in surprise, his hand had already reached the doorknob, and stopped again.

He didn't open the door, but looked out through the keyhole.

I saw bright red paint sprinkled all over the ground on the second floor.

The paint continued to flow, covering the entire floor.

Xie Xiaozhou twitched his nose and smelled a strong smell of blood.

These are not paints, but... blood.

He was about to straighten up when he heard a faint coughing sound in his ear.

In this small bungalow, only the painter is weak and sick with cough.

But the painter was sitting in a wheelchair, how could he come to the second floor?

Xie Xiaozhou had just raised this question, but soon he was relieved-what realistic logic is he looking for in the underworld show.

He continued to move towards the keyhole.

The cough came from far to near, and stopped at Xie Xiaozhou's door, no, to be precise, it was next door.

It was Shen Yueyu who lived next door.

Xie Xiaozhou couldn't help guessing, could it be that Shen Yueyu's answers to the questions were too exciting before, so that the painter came to continue the discussion?

The barrage thinks so too.

[Talking at night, maybe Xiaoyu's words hit the artist's heart]

【Hey, I didn't expect the painter to be so good at strategy】

【No, it should be said that we Xiaoyu are amazing】

knock --

There was a knock on the door.

Shen Yueyu stared at the slightly trembling door, not sure what to do.

Outside the door, the painter's voice sounded: "Open the door."

Be a painter!

Shen Yueyu's heart relaxed, the painter would not come here for no reason, it must be a side plot.

If you miss this opportunity, you will give up the heartbeat value that came to you.

So Shen Yueyu thought about it, and opened the door anyway.

As soon as the door opened, the painter was sitting in the doorway.Seeing no movement from him, the wheelchair rolled automatically.

Shen Yueyu went up to meet him, and heard the painter say: "Do you want a meaningful death?"

Shen Yueyu immediately felt that what he said earlier had an effect, and nodded without thinking: "Yes."

The painter's fingers were bent, and the residual paint could be seen between the fingers.

"Very good," he said.