When the flag king becomes a prophet [unlimited]

It's cold.

Le Xiao covered her dizzy head and opened her eyes slightly.Did someone with good intentions send him to the medical room?Not like it.

Le Xiao, who saw the scene in front of him clearly, couldn't help being taken aback.

This is a corridor with a great sense of design. The corridor spirals upwards, and the corridor is densely covered with portraits.The silver-gray metal sets off the aisle along the wall with clear outlines and handsome lines.Le Xiao was standing at the staircase leading from the second floor to the first floor.

Is this the Municipal Museum of Art?

How could he be here?

Le Xiao's memory before he fell into a coma was still outside the art museum. He was making up his mind to queue up, but a staff member knocked over the copper plate souvenir, causing chaos in the line, and the deadline was premature.

...Although Le Xiao felt that it might be because he "wanted to line up", after all, he was too dark.

Because his sister, who majored in art, is about to have her birthday, what he wants most is the model of the famous sculptor Lu Bingye's work Sword Angel, so after finding out that Lu Bingye will be there during the celebration of the Yunjian City Art Museum, he made up his mind early. I must buy my favorite model for my sister, and I got up at five o'clock that day.

And vowed to buy the knife angel.

result?Of course, I encountered two aunts occupying the driveway to quarrel, the traffic lights were out of order, and the staff scattered copper coins, which caused the queue to end early, and finally I was happy to hear and see that I couldn't get in the queue.

Le Xiao still has the impression before coma. He only remembers looking at the building of the art museum "unwillingly". , a man who is both manly and exquisite, looking at the ocean and sighing.

In the end, he sighed at the copper plate: If only it wasn't so dark, and he could live a normal life.I hope God can take care of him.

Then there was a sharp pain in his head, and he passed out.

After waking up, he skipped the line and appeared in the art gallery.

What surprised him even more was that there was no one here, don't dream.

The Yunjian City Art Museum gathers masterpieces of well-known artists from all over the country. Because the famous masters are too terrifying, there is an endless stream of domestic and foreign tourists who come to visit, and there has never been a deserted time.In addition to today's special, the art museum invited several well-known artists to explain the creation process in person, including Lu Bingye, the creator of the town hall's "Sword Angel". There should be five or six times more people than usual.

There's no reason to empty it instantly.

Le Xiao didn't think optimistically that this was God's eye opening, because everything in front of him looked too pessimistic.

From his perspective, he could see the gate of the City Art Museum clearly.The glass door was closed tightly, and the fog outside was so thick that it couldn't be seen.

It is closed state.It is said that in order to protect the works of art in the museum, all the glass and building materials of the Municipal Museum of Art are explosion-proof.Whatever the circumstances, getting out through the gate seemed impossible.But how could it be closed at this time?Why did he appear here when the library was closed?

At this time, the LCD screen next to the gate is brightly lit: please enjoy your visit and take pictures of your favorite works.

"?" There was another sense of disobedience.The Municipal Museum of Art never allows tourists to take pictures at will.

Le Xiao looked away, and goosebumps immediately crawled up his back.

So weird.

In the center of the hexagonal hall stands a sculpture.

It was a bronze statue of a woman kneeling on the ground, holding a half-person-high hollow picture frame in her hand, her neck passed through the picture frame like a snake, her head and face turned back in the air, and her hollow eyes were fixed on Le Xiao!

How long was her neck just now?Is your face facing this way?

Le Xiao felt suffocated for a while, while holding on to the feeling of numbness in her scalp, she looked at the "woman", and Xiao Lele was already madly flipping the table in her mind.

Hell!

What to do.

A nightmare at best, right?Most likely because he said "want to return to a normal life", God was just joking with him.

Suddenly, the content of a brochure jumped into his mind——

"Woman Appreciating Paintings", author Zhou Lu, is one of the well-known sculptors at home and abroad.

In the small photo in my impression, the woman looks up at the empty picture frame, which is hollow, and above it is the starry sky on the top of the art gallery.And the woman's copper eyes also reflected the starry sky, full of hope.

Dou Da's cold sweat slowly broke out from Le Xiao's forehead.

In any case, this woman is not that woman.

But here should really be the City Art Museum.The collection has changed, he is either really dreaming, or he is really seeing a ghost.

"Is anyone there?" Le Xiao tried to shout.The voice circled twice in the empty hall and returned to his ears.

No one responded.

Le Xiao took a step back.

The bronze statue didn't move.

Le Xiao quietly took another step to the left.

The "woman"'s copper eyes turned 15 degrees with a "click".

"!" Help, help, help, what the hell is this!

Le Xiao's heart rose to his throat, and he stood still for a moment. Seeing that the copper woman had no other movements, he walked along the corridor in small steps in a spiral shape against the cold and the woman's gaze.As he gradually accelerated his pace, the woman's copper eyes turned more and more rapidly, until they turned to the corners of the eyes, the pupils completely disappeared, leaving a piece of smooth copper "eye white", and finally stopped.

Le Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second, there was a sound from behind.

"pat".

"..." His neck suddenly stiffened, and he turned his head slowly.

A picture frame displayed along the wall is half the height of a person.In the picture, the curly-haired young man opened his round eyes and smiled playfully.Looks pretty darn cute - if he didn't have blood in his eyes.The blood and tears had overflowed the picture frame, drop by drop fell on the ground, and the moment it landed, it turned into delicate and beautiful rose petals.

From the moment Le Xiao's gaze touched the painting, his scalp exploded violently, as if a train roared past in his mind - he looked back on his entire 19 years, and never took such a horrifying photo, let alone invited someone Draw him a picture like this! --unless he's crazy!

He unconsciously took two steps back, and lightly knocked the back of his head against a hard object.

“……………………”

Le Xiao's hairs exploded, and he ran away!

Behind him, the copper woman's neck lengthened and made a sharp sound, and she chased after him roaring.

The sound from behind changed to the side, the woman's head was almost at the same level as Le Xiao's, and she ran along with him almost playfully hanging in the air, then accelerated suddenly, and made a 180-degree turn in the air!

Le Xiao also stopped abruptly.

The corridor is very narrow, and the copper woman's head has already occupied the front, coming in the opposite direction.

He took two steps back and was about to turn around when the woman's neck rolled from behind again.

In desperation, he looked to the side, he didn't know if he didn't look, and then he took a breath: the painting with his face appeared beside him again.

As soon as he lowered his head to avoid the neck thrown by the woman, his ears were immediately numb from the deafening sound.The woman's copper neck was as flexible as a rope, and it slammed against the wall.The walls were cracked and "crackling".In the frame, "Le Xiao" burst into tears of blood, petals fell to the ground one by one, and the strong smell of blood and fragrance spread, making people sick for a while.

Le Xiao panted heavily and wanted to run, but found that the petals under his feet had withered and stuck to his shoes.

The copper woman's blow was not heavy, her neck was "flapped" away from the wall, ready for the second round of attack, her mouth was completely split open, revealing the fangs with gears.

too close.

How to do how to do?It can't really be a spiritual world created by my wish, why should I make that kind of wish, isn't the life of a nigga delicious!Why!Why!

Le Xiao was dizzy, with a neck on the right, a ghost head on the left, and a bloody painting on the back!

A woman appreciating paintings... Appreciating paintings... Intuition, hurry up!

He stared wide-eyed, turned around suddenly, and bumped into the huge hanging painting.

Not only did I not feel pain, but it was as smooth as jumping into the water.

The moment he entered the painting, a more piercing cold caught him.The cold wrapped him like a close-fitting film.

A cold, hard, angular and heavy object fell into his hands.

[Wisher No. 970 successfully entered the well and loaded information...]

[Wishing information entry... normal life. 】

【Exchange points: 0】

【Whether it is the first time to make a wish: yes】

[Get the first wish prompt: shoot]

【Information entry complete】

[The establishment of a personal file through "A Woman Appreciating Paintings" was unsuccessful, and no personal characteristics were detected.Ask the wisher to show personal traits as soon as possible. 】

what? What?what?In what well?

What kind of personal traits... Apart from being extremely unlucky, he seems to have no other traits.

Le Xiaowan was stunned, and before he had time to react, he heard the voice and continued——

[Please take pictures of your favorite works. After 15 minutes, the next round of selection will be conducted. If the photographed works do not meet the requirements, they will be considered eliminated. 】

Le Xiao: "???"

What kind of event is this again?Moreover, it is not even clear what the conditions are, how can they be selected without the conditions?

No one answered him.

It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.This blackness is different from the blackness of previous nights, it is as uniform as ink.

For a moment Le Xiao thought there was something wrong with his eyes, and then he was dazzled by the sudden bright light.

He lowered his head and found that the hard thing in his hand was glowing. It was a screen, which was being initialized.0/10 is displayed in the upper left corner of the screen, and 100% is displayed in the upper right corner.

This touch, is it a camera?

Although the camera screen failed to illuminate the surroundings, it clearly displayed the picture, and a pair of white shoes suddenly appeared in the center of the picture.Le Xiao was taken aback, but suddenly remembered that these were his own shoes, so he relaxed his shoulders.

At this moment, all he can see is the camera in his hand.The darkness on all sides oppressed his nerves.Black and black, like countless pairs of dark eyes looking at him in the dark.This narrow field of vision gives people a great sense of threat, as if they will encounter something unexpectedly the next moment they turn their field of vision.

The real touch, the cold body feeling, even if he couldn't believe it, he had to believe that he had really entered an unknown terrifying world and was participating in an inexplicable selection.

Le Xiaokong swallowed, and slowly turned the screen.The vision is patchwork, this is a narrow corridor, arched, with paintings of various famous artists on the right wall, and egg-shaped rooms on the left wall, where various sculptures and brief monuments are placed.

Abstract broken pointed cup, Hakone carved centaur, treant...

Le Xiao suddenly turned around with a "rustling" sound in his ears.

"Can you save me?"