Weird Regulator

Xie Zheng understood.

Paper, pen and ink can change your painting, but they cannot change your life.

Then, there is no doubt that the painter ghost who failed the first time will make a comeback the second time.

And if he corrects it, he will definitely be the third deceased.

But at the same time, he is also the only one who knows the correct use of paper, pen and ink. In addition, he has close contact with the ghost, but he resists its attack.

Xie Zheng is undoubtedly the person closest to the chance of survival here. This is his greatest advantage.

So how do you continue to live in a certain death situation?

A plan has been slowly brewing since he woke up...

He wants to use the rules to kill this ghost!

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The silence of the darkroom makes people feel uneasy and at a loss what to do.

Qiu Zheyan sat on the edge of the safety door, always ready to open the door and escape, all the while observing the other three with his eyes.

This is the first mission for the seventh branch after the three-star level, but it is also his first mission.

The other two newcomers have become the first and second deceased respectively.

For Qiu Zheyan, he is very scared now, but also feels at ease.

As a newcomer who doesn't have much ability and isn't very bright-minded, he is very self-aware.

All actions are planned by Mei Sheng, and following the footsteps of the large army at all times is the best strategy to save one's life.

But even he could tell that something was wrong with the atmosphere here.

Dai Yingqi kept searching for something in every corner of the room;

Mei Sheng has been looking at the films since she entered the house without saying a word;

After Jie Zheng was seriously injured, he leaned to the side and squinted his eyes, as if he was drowsy;

Although everything in front of him was normal, it was so quiet that he was a little scared.

Qiu Zheyan was not a very smart person, but at this time he was muttering in his heart:

Why are they so laid-back? It's as if they are really just waiting for success.

But with his mind, he couldn't guess it.

These three people are not waiting for success at all. Instead, they are all looking forward to failure.

…

There were more than twenty films on the wall. She had already read them once, but Mei Sheng had basically no impression of the contents.

She has been thinking about the solution in her mind.

But just relying on imagination, it is really impossible to figure out the truth hidden by the other party.

So she started to think about the problem from another angle.

No matter what Xie Zheng is hiding, his ultimate goal must be to survive.

As a survivor of a ghost attack, he has the most opportunities for death, so the target of the fourth attack will most likely be him.

If I were in a similar situation, how would I save myself without the crime?

Mei Sheng thought of a very primitive word - diverting misfortunes to the east.

Finding a scapegoat is a common survival method in missions, especially in critical situations.

A death portrait has appeared in Jie Zheng, which shows that he has basically satisfied the killing needs of ghosts.

It doesn't matter how you escape the first time, but you will definitely not be lucky the second time.

Then Jie Zheng must find a substitute to forcibly delay his own death.

If a third deceased person appears, a large number of survival tips will be given, which may save oneself from catastrophe.

Through this idea, Mei Sheng immediately grasped the key point.

Who will be Jie Zheng's scapegoat...

Everyone! Here is a set of paper, pen and ink!

At this critical moment, Dai Yingqi suddenly pushed a disk piled in the corner and took out a drawing board from the corner.

On top of this drawing board, there is an open pen, a piece of A4 white paper, and an ink bottle without ink.

Dai Yingqi's discovery immediately made everyone present feel uneasy.

Because judging from the previous events, a new set of paper, pen and ink means that a new attacker will appear.

When Qiu Zheyan saw these three things, his eyes almost popped out of his head. He was really afraid of what might happen.

Now these three things are tantamount to the death knell for him.

Almost as soon as this thought came to his mind, he heard intermittent footsteps coming from outside the safe door.

In the sealed villa, apart from the four living people, there were only two corpses.

But what are those sudden footsteps?

Qiu Zheyan's breathing stopped. He leaned against the corner and stared at the safety door.

really……

The painter's ghost always stays outside the villa. Only when paper, pen and ink appear, will it enter the interior to execute the death plan.

There are errors in the correct theory, but there are also parts that are correct.

Qiu Zheyan's hand hung on the lock of the safety door, neither opening nor hiding.

There was only one panic thought in his heart:

We tried our best to escape to the secret room, but the escape route was wrong. Wouldn't it mean that we would be killed by the ghost?

For him, the way out is failure.

But for the other three people, this was a result that had been expected for a long time.

Mei Sheng put down the film in her hand, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, and turned a deaf ear to the footsteps outside. She only shouted to Dai Yingqi:

Give me the stuff.

Dai Yingqi was also a little panicked. He staggered and was about to hand the drawing board to Mei Sheng, but another cold voice suddenly sounded.

It was Jie Zheng who had been recharging his energy. When he opened his eyes, there was a cunning brightness in them.

Qiu Zheyan, open the door and carry me away, I will let you live!

The door was not opened immediately, but a biting cold wind blew through the secret room for no apparent reason.

The A4 paper in Dai Yingqi's hand floated to the other side of the wall in the wind and got stuck among the pile of disks.

All that fell into Mei Sheng's hands was a pen and an empty ink bottle.

Jie Zheng immediately lowered his head, shook his sleeves, and threw a piece of curled drawing paper out of his hand.

This piece of paper slowly fell to the ground, landed at Mei Sheng's feet, and unfolded.

This is a portrait painted in blood.

The person in the painting is none other than Mei Sheng. Although there is a slight difference in appearance, the numb expression is very consistent.

In the painting, Mei Sheng's arms are twisted, intertwining her body as if she has no bones.

The whole person is like a cortical dummy that has lost its bones, twisted into a twist in place.

When Mei Sheng saw the death portrait, he immediately looked at Jie Zheng, who threw the painting, and saw the cunning in his eyes.

This painting was not painted by a ghost, but by Jie Zheng himself.

He designed a very horrifying way to die for Mei Sheng, and also gave Painter Ghost a brand new choice:

If you want to use a painting to kill someone, then are you going to kill a ready-made portrait of death, or are you going to kill me, a half-finished product?

The darkroom door was opened by Qiu Zheyan from the inside.

He grabbed Jie Zheng from the ground, carried it on his back, and was about to escape from the secret room through the safety door.

But Jie Zheng patted him on the shoulder, turned back and whispered:

Wait a minute, I want to see with my own eyes what this ghost looks like.