Higher Human Advancement Regulations

The bright red liquid spread around Blooming's feet.

He was leaning against a railing, his body still had residual heat from when he first entered the secret room.

The corridor is very long, Shengkai frowned and looked overhead—on the ceiling of the corridor, there was a row of kegs swinging from side to side. A red liquid is being pumped into the bucket.

Just like the big bucket at the top of the water park slide facility, when the water in it exceeds the capacity of the bucket after it is tilted, it will pour out.

From a distance, the barrel looks like some kind of transparent waterproof cloth.

Shengkai once saw this kind of barrel at the house of a friend who studied oil painting. If I remember correctly, this should be a special barrel for cleaning brushes when painting oil paintings.

Shengkai bent down, looked left and right, and finally dipped a little stone in the liquid on the ground with a small stone picked up in the corner, put it in his nose and smelled it, and a strong smell of chemical reagents hit his face.

This is not blood, but what appears to be artificial paint.

Sheng Qi got up, propped himself on the railing and looked down, under the railings layer by layer, to the end of his eyes, there was boundless darkness.

He casually threw down the stone dipped in paint, but there was no echo as expected.

So he took a few steps back to the wall, and while preventing the paint from the ceiling from splashing down again, he looked up and looked around.

The wall was painted with a dazzling red, and after a long time, there was white light around the eyes.

Shengkai had no choice but to lean her back against the wall and look towards the end of the corridor.

When I first came here, I didn’t see it clearly. When I looked at it now, Shengkai found that this building was not semi-enclosed, but built in the form of a circle of buildings like Tujia Building in Fujian. Standing here, Able to see everything in the opposite corridor.

Blooming stuck to the wall, and spent some time walking around the wall, but didn't find anything like an exit.

In a closed loop with no exit, a secret room was quietly formed.

This circular building with no exit, like a cycle of reincarnation, is the end.

With a sound of "wow", another bucket of paint was poured down, hitting Blooming's feet, and a few drops of red were accidentally splashed on the trousers.

Dare this paint bucket be poured after someone?

With a blank expression on his face, Shengkai decisively left the wall, climbed up to the railing with one hand, and sat up with his strength.

As if he didn't see the unfathomable height at the bottom of the building, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

From this angle, Shengkai can only see four floors at most. The furnishings in the corridor do not seem to belong to the era that Shengkai lived in. There are many exaggerated carvings and paintings on the wall behind him, and some people wearing long robes can be vaguely seen with wings. old man, and some animals he didn't know.

I always feel that the things painted on this are somewhat familiar.

Shengkai thought for a while but couldn't think of it, so he turned his attention to the four floors that he could reach.

The color of the walls on each floor here is different. The floor where Blooming is located is on the second floor. The wall is extremely eye-catching and bright red. black.

According to the information obtained in Paradise Lost before, after coming to the audited secret room, no matter what the situation is, the examinee should focus on escaping the secret room, because no one knows whether you entered the time-limited secret room or not.

But so far, Shenghua has walked a full circle around the building, and has not found anyone other than him.

Could this be another one-person secret room?

Shengkai squeezed her jaw, and decided to start with the room first.

There were three rooms in the red floor, but all of them were locked without exception.

Before arriving, Shengkai was instructed by Mu Liqian not to force open any door in the secret room.

So now, Shengkai just quietly stared at the locked door in front of him, hesitated for a long time, and then withdrew his eager feet.

Before Blooming's feet hit the ground here, the door of the next room was knocked open from inside with a "bang".

bloom:

"..."

The one who broke through the door was a young man, with a sense of panic on his face as if he had just entered a secret room. He was holding the doorknob that had died of death in one hand, and stared blankly at Blossom, probably because he had been locked in the room for too long. It's all sweat.

Shengkai opened his mouth, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, within three seconds, before the man could speak, he was covered in red paint poured from the top of his head.

young men:

"..."

so close.

Shengkai wanted to retract the outstretched hand, and put it back into the trouser pocket.

The man didn't hesitate for a moment, and grabbed Shenghua's hand in shock, as if his thoughts hadn't escaped from the terrifying environment in the room, he mechanically squeezed Shenghua's hand and shook it up and down twice:

"I finally found a companion!"

Blooming and drooping eyes, his eyes fell on the paint-stained wrist, and he took a light breath.

After a while, he raised his head and said with a smile:

"Hello."

The man gasped for a few breaths under Blooming's menacing sight, but he couldn't understand what the hotness meant, but he blushed.

Uncomfortably, he withdrew his hand and placed it next to his ear.

"Hello, my name is Xu Zhifeng, and this is the third time I have entered the secret room."

Probably because Shengkai acted too calmly, not like a newcomer entering the secret room at all, Xu Zhifeng looked at him and said dryly:

"Please take care of me."

Shengkai nodded like a dog, and wanted to pass Xu Zhifeng and enter the room to check.

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhifeng was startled, his face lit up with joy, he ran to the edge of the railing, pointed at the floor in sight and shouted excitedly:

"This is Mondrian!"

Blooming back:

"What Li An?"

Xu Zhifeng:

"Pierre Mondrian, a Dutch painter who used geometric figures and primary colors as the basic elements of painting!

The color palette of this exhibition hall adopts elements of Mondrian's paintings. "

Shengkai doesn't know what Mondrian is, but she can hear some clues in Xu Zhifeng's eloquent words.

He retracted his steps, leaned against the door frame, and asked casually:

"Are you a painter?"

Xu Zhifeng shook his head:

"No, I'm a college art teacher."

Sheng Kai smiled, opened his mouth and started talking nonsense:

"I have a friend who is also an art teacher, but he doesn't know as much as you. About the painter, I probably only know Van Gogh's "Sunrise""

"Sunrise is the work of Cézanne."

Xu Zhifeng's handsome face turned red again, but it didn't affect his professional performance at all.

Shengkai observed that whenever the stranger in front of him got nervous, he couldn't help but ruffle the hair on the back of his head.

He lowered his eyes, while pulling the corners of his mouth:

"Excuse me.

You are amazing and know so much. "

Xu Zhifeng:

"I'm just more interested in these.

I think painting is a form of mutual communication between souls, and it is a unique art. "

Blooming nodded in agreement, lowered her eyes, and sighed:

"It is said to be an art exhibition, but I haven't seen a single painting until now."

"Were you in the hallway when you came?"

Xu Zhifeng didn't know that he had fallen into a trap, and while moving away from the door, he said:

"Tianmu didn't give me much information, but I was locked in this room when I came, and found some things."

really.

Xu Zhifeng knew that this place was a painting exhibition hall, and it was probably the message sent to him by Tianmu.

Every auditee who enters the secret room will receive more or less clues about the secret room.

However, it was the second time for Shengkai to enter the secret room. Logically speaking, the difficulty would not be too high, but he did not receive any information prompts.

why?

Is the eye of heaven targeting him?

Or is it just a simple secret room setting?

Blooming thought for a while:

"Did you see the painting on the wall in the corridor?

Do you know me? "

After hearing this, Xu Zhifeng ran to the corridor and leaned against the wall to watch, regardless of the color that seemed to fall into the dye vat all over his body.

After a while, he met Shang Shengkai's gaze and shook his head.

Shengkai didn't look sideways, facing Xu Zhifeng, slowly walked into the room from his side, and stood quietly against the wall.

Xu Zhifeng was unaware of Shengkai's defense against him, walked to the table a few steps, took a notebook on it, and handed it to Shengkai.

Shengkai thanked with a smile, while quickly surveying the whole room.

This is like a girl's bedroom, the walls on all sides are covered with a layer of classical wallpaper, the milky white bedding is very fluffy, and the beige curtain decorated with light brown floral flowers hangs long from the head of the bed to the floral pattern. On a messy carpet.

On the other side of the bed, there is a closed window, and on the opposite side of the window, there is a fireplace of the same color.

The ashes in the fireplace had burned out.

But a lot of scraps of paper were sprinkled on the fireplace, and the outwardly curved square stool was turned over.

Xu Zhifeng saw that Shengkai's eyes turned there, and he took the initiative to explain embarrassedly:

"When I was alone just now, something seemed to move suddenly in the fireplace. I was very scared, so I smashed a stool over."

No wonder he slammed the door out just now with all his might.

Blooming eyes switched back and forth between the notebook in hand and the remaining debris in the fireplace for a few seconds, then turned around and said:

"It's okay, this is the fifth time I've entered the secret room, I'll go first if I have anything to do."

Xu Zhifeng tilted his head and smiled sincerely:

"Thank you."

Shengkai lowered her head, paid attention to Xu Zhifeng's movements, and opened the notebook in her hand.

The paper of the notebook is a very old kraft paper, with a quill pen sandwiched between the pages.

He scratched the paper twice with a quill, but no ink came out.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Shengkai always feels that the whole notebook exudes a faint burnt smell.

Perhaps it is the setting of the sky screen, even if the notebook is in English, Blooming can read it without hindrance.

The first page of the notebook contained only one sentence:

"A color is the cry of a child at birth."

But before he could turn to the second page, Xu Zhifeng next to him suddenly let out a scream, followed by a "humming" roar from the fireplace, as if something that had been trapped for a long time was about to break. out of the shell.

"That's the movement ah ah ah!"

Xu Zhifeng shrank into a ball in fright, grabbed the doorknob and tried to run but dared not.

Shenghua quickly stuffed the notebook into her arms, arched her back, retracted her abdomen and head, and took a defensive posture.

The roaring sound in the fireplace became louder and louder, and the remaining ashes after burning continued to tremble with the loud sound, and a huge cloud of smoke rose up, and the vibration and sound gradually reached a peak, and then stopped abruptly.

Shengkai squinted her eyes slightly in the smoke and dust, and could only see a pair of eyes as clear as clear water in the dust and mist.