In his sleep, Rong Qingman faintly felt a little uneasy, as if someone was peeping at him. His gaze had a cold meaning, as if he was staring at a corpse.
He could almost imagine how a terrifying existence would appear in this room.
But Rong Qingman couldn't wake up no matter what, his eyelids seemed to be heavy, so he could only continue to fall asleep, but his sense of vigilance became stronger and stronger.
There is definitely something wrong with this room.
Before entering the dungeon, Rong Qingman had already investigated through his own channels. Although this ghost studio copy is nominally an intermediate copy, its real terrifying level is close to some high-level copies.
The number of ghosts in this dungeon that is close to the level of a serious ghost is far more than the other dungeons... The only thing fortunate is that they will not hurt people until they touch some taboos.
It's just the scariest place, but it has nothing to do with the ghosts that already exist in this villa.
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When I woke up the next day. Rong Qingman's eyes were slightly blue and black, apparently he hadn't slept well yesterday.
He went all over the house to search, but couldn't find anything that might have something to do with ghosts.
"Where did the sight come from?"
On the other hand, Gu Wuji seemed to be sleeping contentedly, and greeted Rong Qingman, wondering why he looked so tired.
While talking, Gu Wuji opened the curtains and looked out the window.
The sight of the outside world that was completely unclear last night came into Gu Wuji's eyes immediately. It was the villa opposite, but of course, the villa was surrounded by fog.
"I don't know if this is the villa area..." Gu Wuji felt that if he really wanted to see the outside world, he had to go up to the third floor.
"You bastard..." Rong Qingman didn't know whether this person was indifferent, or whether he didn't notice the strange sight last night.
How could a normal person sleep well under such a sight!
It's just that he doesn't know that Gu Wuji has experienced the experience of being watched by the evil gods every day on the ghost cruise dungeon, and even sleeping as if nothing had happened despite having nightmares... For him, the strangeness last night did not hurt at all. No itching, the whole person slept soundly.
After the two of them came out of the room, the other players they encountered also looked tired. Everyone obviously felt the same thing when they went to bed at night, and they were worried that they could not sleep.
But after a few exchanges, they still don't know what the problem is. There is clearly nothing in this room, where is the line of sight coming from...
When the group went downstairs to the hall, they were surprised to find that breakfast had already been placed on the table.
Everyone used the biscuits they carried with them to fill their stomachs last night. If it weren't for the fact that they were in this kind of supernatural copy, they probably would have gone straight up and eaten it.
They were stunned, "What the hell is going on here?"
"Could it be that someone came before... But we didn't hear anything at all."
These people are not ordinary people. Of course, as players, they all have various means of detection. It is absolutely impossible for a large living person to enter here without being noticed by anyone.
Others couldn't think of it, but Gu Wuji thought of it at once. If this world, like the abandoned hospital, is a world in a painting, then the owner of the painting put the food in by some special method, and they would not be able to notice it.
However, there is still too little evidence, so Gu Wuji took this guess to heart, anyway, he had enough matches.
Everyone was talking, "The ghost can't be so kind, and even cook for us?"
"But this dungeon is already so weird. It's normal for the system to provide us with some food."
One person bit the bullet and went up to investigate, and immediately said: "This is just ordinary food, there is no problem." Saying this, as if to prove his words, he sat down and started.
Although the other people felt strange in their hearts, they thought that it would be ridiculous to stay in this dungeon for so long, and it would be ridiculous to starve to death if they didn't eat, so they all sat down.
What made Gu Wuji aware of the difference was that each person's food on this table was different, and some even had chopsticks and some knives and forks... But the chopsticks in front of him were still on the left hand, and he picked them up and exchanged them for The other hand was slightly awkward.
Although this is only a trivial detail, it makes Gu Wuji keep it in mind.
"Do you know the number of painters who died after leaving this studio?"
Others didn't take it seriously at first, but then they suddenly remembered something, and their expressions changed.
"Exactly eight! Exactly the same number as us."
"After all, this training was only held for one session, and that kind of thing happened after that."
"It's impossible for us to deal with the ghosts of those painters here." One of them pulled out a reluctant smile.
But the people around him fell silent, and there was no way to continue joking with him. After all, in their view, this is indeed very likely to happen.
"Then can you find information about these painters?" Gu Wuji said.
"Of course, these people are well-known painters anyway, just search the news casually."
After talking about other players, they took out their mobile phones and searched. In fact, in general dungeons, you can easily check the information on the Internet. Anyway, it is impossible for players to run away by this.
But the more they searched, the paler their faces became.
As if the news had been blocked, there was not much information they could find, except that they knew that the studio was terrible, and they didn't even know how terrible it was.
As for the painters who died, they can only find out how famous their works were and how much they sold for after their deaths, but very few people can be found in their lives, not even photos.
"What's the matter, I clearly felt that there was not so little news in the past..."
"Generally speaking, when something like this happens, shouldn't those media frantically pick up all the deeds of others?" Everyone fell into doubt.
"I think I know why." Gu Wuji looked at the news he found out, "It is said that after the media that reported the deceased, there were also haunted things. Probably because of this, they were also afraid."
The more the situation is covered up now, the more it makes everyone feel bad.
"I'm wondering if the food we use is also related to those painters." Gu Wuji looked at the chopsticks in his hand, "The food here seems to be prepared according to their taste, don't you think? ?"
Others were already sitting with ugly faces, and they didn't know whether they should continue to eat these foods at this time.
Rong Qingman was already eating slowly over there, he swept towards the crowd and sneered: "This is just the scary part of this dungeon, I really can't see that you are an intermediate dungeon player, you are so daring. So small."
Although his attitude caused the same dissatisfaction among the people as before, the others still reluctantly calmed down and sat down at the table to eat.
Gu Wuji looked at Rong Qingman several times, and admired this roommate more and more.
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After eating the food, everyone immediately came to the studio in the basement.
At this point, the traces of what they used yesterday had completely disappeared, and the drawing boards were replaced with new canvases. But the obvious difference between this time and last night is that all the painting tools have disappeared, and the whole space is so empty that it can be described as scary.
[Congratulations to all players who have passed the main task of the first day. ]
[Trigger the new main mission: Before zero, draw a painting worth 10,000 yuan. ]
Everyone was stunned after hearing the system's words.
Although they had long guessed whether this would be the case, this suddenly raised the requirement from 100 yuan to 10,000 yuan, and the difference between the two was too much. If it goes on like this, will they be asked to paint paintings worth 100,000 or even millions tomorrow
By this time, they have no other luck.
"Obviously, even if we can barely draw a painting worth 10,000 yuan, we won't survive today, but we won't be able to survive tomorrow." Sister Yan couldn't help but frown.
"Yeah, and there is a trap hidden in the system's words." Gu Wuji said: "How does the system measure the value of our paintings, whether it is based on human aesthetics or machine calculations... Or, some ghosts Aesthetic?"
When everyone heard his words, they couldn't help feeling horrified when they thought of the ghosts appreciating the paintings.
"It can be said that as long as you are not careful, even if you can draw a painting that meets this value, you may not be able to pass here." Rong Qingman glanced at Gu Wuji and said coldly, "So, we all need a way to ensure that we must Insurance to complete the main mission."
"You mean..." Gu Wuji seemed to have thought of something.
Others are still looking at them in confusion. Of course, some of them already know the clues, but they will not rashly share the important information they have learned at this time.
After all, most players still have the idea that maybe other people will not die if something happens to them. Unless they are teammates who are related to their own interests, they will never casually tell the information they know.
"Find the painting tools in this villa, this is probably what the system wants us to do now." Gu Wuji said: "If I guess correctly, I can definitely find a way to draw a painting of 10,000 yuan in this villa. And that method is all about that painting.”
"You're still a bit smart." Rong Qingman glanced at Gu Wuji coldly. In fact, he still had a good impression of him in his heart, and then turned around and left alone.
Everyone else nodded, and although they were still apprehensive, at least they had a goal.
Everyone left the basement and immediately dispersed, searching around the villa for the tools they were looking for.
Sister Yan still had a good impression of Gu Wuji, she deliberately waited until the others were almost gone and stayed behind and said to him, "When you look for things in this villa later, if you see any paintings, it's best not to look at them. their eyes."
Gu Wuji hurriedly thanked the other party. This must be one of the news that the other party got through points when he entered the dungeon. Few people told others so casually.
However, he himself is not clear about what the current copy is like. After struggling for a while, Gu Wuji handed a match to the other party.
"Although I don't know if it's useful, but if that happens, it will definitely come in handy."
Facing Gu Wuji's unexplained words, Sister Yan nodded, with a bit of gratitude in her eyes.
At this time, Sister Yan's teammates were already urging her in the stairwell, so she hurriedly bid farewell to Gu Wuji.
After that, Gu Wuji tried the ghost control technique in the dark, to see if he could summon a ghost and ask a few questions.
Before it was used, Gu Wuji had already sensed the resonance between this ghost control technique and an existence in a distant place, and at the same time, a strong sense of crisis flooded into his heart.
"This is?" Could it be a linkage with the Specter Boss of the first instance
Gu Wuji always trusted his own intuition, and immediately gave up using the ghost control technique.
Before that, he had used ghost control so many times, but nothing like this. Is it because this instance and the first instance are related to the same world
In short, when he didn't see that Specter Boss, he still thanked the other party... But Gu Wuji remembered what happened to him in the first world. After all, he was someone who didn't want to be bound, let alone mess with Specter Boss.
Although Gu Wuji doesn't believe that the Specter Boss can come to this place to arrest people, but considering that the golden fingers on his body are all given by the other party, who knows what will happen
He immediately decided not to use the ghost control technique in this dungeon, lest there be any tragedy of overturning.
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After Sister Yan came out of the basement, she and another female player chose to enter a room on the first floor.
When she opened the door, she felt a cold air coming from it, and the light in the room seemed to be broken and could not be turned on. By the light pouring down from the outside, they could see that it was a utility room with all kinds of things.
"Sister Yan, didn't the warning say that we can't open the door casually?" The female player next to her couldn't help but worry, "Will we be cursed for violating the taboo!"
"You don't have to think so much, after all, it's time to do it now." Sister Yan comforted the female player on the side, "The situation won't get worse anyway."
The female player nodded timidly, and walked into the utility room with Sister Yan.
The two of them followed the light of the phone and looked around in the utility room. Soon, Sister Yan saw the painting tools in one of the buckets. She did not rashly act, but held the defensive props in her hands.
The female player next to her just stretched out her hand to take it. Before Sister Yan could warn her, she already took the thing in her hand.
At this moment, the whole utility room became even colder, and the light of the mobile phone suddenly dimmed, and it could not be turned on no matter what.
Sister Yan couldn't help sighing, but didn't say much. This teammate and she were friends in reality. The two almost died in an accident. Although they were fine after that, they were bound to the system.
For so long, if it wasn't for her care, and the two of them were lucky enough to hug their thighs, I'm afraid the other party would have died a long time ago. It's just that Sister Yan didn't expect that not only did her friend fail to mature in the dungeon, but she was still so reckless.
"What should I do!" The female player was about to cry, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't just take that thing casually."
"Forget it, it shouldn't be a problem for us to go out in the dark now. This room isn't too big, so it shouldn't be a problem." Sister Yan sighed.
At this time, there was some movement in the house, and the female player next to Sister Yan suddenly made a panicked voice, "Yes, what's the sound, what is this..."
The sound of water flowing slowly on the ground clearly emerged beside their ears. This is just a utility room. Where did the water come from
"I remember." The female player said frightened, "I saw it when I checked the information before. One of the female painters who went out in this studio, after becoming famous, suddenly found dead in the bathroom at home. Among them, the body is still full of wounds. It is said that the murderer is the ex-boyfriend of the female artist... "
Sister Yan's expression was solemn, "I have seen it before. The strange thing is that the ex-boyfriend disappeared after that. Instead, the last work of the female artist was auctioned for a very high price."
"What we are encountering now, won't be the one..." The female player almost held her breath.
The next moment, the sound of heavy footsteps and panting suddenly sounded.
"Be careful!" Sister Yan immediately opened the defense tool, and in a faint light, the flashlights of the two's mobile phones lit up at the same time, clearly reflecting the figure not far away.
What appeared in front of them was a squat woman, her face was extremely pale, she covered her abdomen, and staggered towards the two of them. At first glance, it looks very ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that her body is covered in blood.
When she looked up, her eyes had turned blood red.
"You just took my stuff?"
"Ahhhh-"
The female player screamed in agony, she was stunned by the sight in front of her, and almost without thinking, she shoved the things in her hand into Sister Yan's hand, "Hurry up and take it! The one who discovered this thing should be the one who should be noticed by ghosts!"
Sister Yan was stunned, "You..."
She thought that her teammate was just a little arrogant from the princess's illness. In fact, she must be kind-hearted, but obviously now, the other party's behavior and kindness are completely irrelevant.
"Xiaoyan, I'm sorry! I don't want it either. When I can escape this time, I will definitely help you with revenge!" The female player gritted her teeth and said, without any nostalgia, she turned around and ran towards the outside world.
But unexpectedly, the female ghost, who she thought should attack Sister Yan, suddenly rushed towards her position without any pause.
In the stunned eyes of the female player, the female ghost was already close at hand, and she couldn't help calling for help: "Hurry up and save me! Xiaoyan, I was wrong, you can't watch me die!"
Sister Yan sighed, "It seems that you don't know yet. The ghosts here will appear because their belongings are taken away, but they will not easily do anything to those people... It's the people who have nothing. , is the real prey of ghosts."
She didn't intend to hide it originally, she just wanted to test it out a little. Who knew that the other party's actions were so fast, and the situation became like this.
The female player's eyes showed deep terror and fear, and she couldn't help feeling regret, but before she could say anything, she let out a terrifying scream.
Sister Yan broke out in a cold sweat, she couldn't bear to look anymore, but turned her head.
She has already recognized the true face of her teammates. Besides, this female ghost is not an existence that she can rashly provoke.
But after turning her head, she suddenly discovered something, and was immediately stunned.
There was a snow-white wall that had nothing before, but a painting appeared on it at this time.
"what is this?"
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When Gu Wuji checked around in the basement and finally decided to go upstairs, he suddenly noticed a pencil rolling down the door of the basement.
The pencil hit Gu Wuji's shoe and was picked up by him.
"This is? How can there be any pencils in this place."
Gu Wuji walked up while looking at the pencil in his hand, and was shocked to see that there was a line of words written in blood on the wall inside the passage that went up in the basement.
'I've been waiting here for a long time. '
"Huh?" Gu Wuji couldn't help but look solemn.
Writing on the wall is really unqualified behavior.
Taking a few more steps up, Gu Wuji suddenly realized that the stairs were much longer than the ones he had walked before. No, there is no end in sight after looking up.
Up to now, if he couldn't find out that he had hit a ghost, he would have lived in vain for more than 20 years.
The blood on the wall is also increasing, from the brief and unclear words before, to some pictures that look very innocent and cute. The portraits show eight cute little people playing somewhere.
Gu Wuji felt that the ghosts in this copy might have some obsession with Ba.
But this is drawn with blood, and this cute style like a children's picture book is creepy.
As the fresh blood flowed down, it was as if the original cute little man was bleeding, and those eyes seemed to be staring at Gu Wuji outside, from the previous innocence to full of resentment.
Gu Wuji looked at the wall, his face changed in various ways, as if he was thinking about something extremely important.
Soon, as the portrait was completely destroyed by blood, a few large characters appeared crookedly on it, "Stay with me."
Then a cold hand put on Gu Wuji's shoulder, the coldness of that hand seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow.
When the ghost grinned at Gu Wuji, expecting to see the human being in front of him showing fear...
Gu Wuji calmly turned his head to look behind him, and grabbed the ghost's hand.
The ghost stayed where he was, and Gu Wuji seemed to be afraid that it would run away, clenched his hands, frowned and said, "Even if you like to draw, you can't just scribble on the wall like this. Do you know how hard it is for people to clean up, it's completely unqualified behavior..."
For a while, the air in this passage seemed to stagnate.
"Of course, I know you probably didn't do it on purpose." Gu Wuji sighed again, "Looking at the paintings on the wall, you should be a very childish ghost... It's too late to change yourself now."
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