Inside the death painting gallery.
When they saw that the painting that was thrown into the sea by Chi Nan was hanging on the wall intact, everyone gasped.
"What, what's going on here?" Even though Hei Cha was already consciously familiar with Chi Nan, he was still shocked and stuttered at this moment. He looked at Chi Nan in surprise, "What kind of magic did you do?"
Chi Nan: "I'm just trying to see if these paintings can be thrown away."
A few old sleepwalkers finally understood, and they subconsciously looked at the empty picture frame in the corner.
"There is another possibility."
Ye Chang raised his hand and took off the painting that had just been restored, and threw the painting directly to the ground with a 'smack'. Death Painting Gallery.
Everyone looked at him dumbfounded, Ye Chang smiled slightly, and his face was still gentle and easy to use: "Sorry, the movement may be a little big, I will also do an experiment."
Everyone: "… "
These two boys in House 303 are not normal people, right
Is the trampled painting of death undignified as a work of horror
Ye Chang saw that the painting could not be broken, stepped on, shredded or torn. After thinking about it, he politely asked Da Wave: "Can you lend me a lighter?"
Da Wave understood in seconds, took out a lighter and threw it over: "You're welcome."
"thanks."
He took the painting out of the frame and tried to ignite the painting with a lighter. As a heat wave spread, the painting was quickly ignited, but it burned for less than three seconds, and the fire disappeared as if it had never appeared. Still intact, not even a trace of being burned.
"It seems that apart from not being able to throw it away, there is no way to destroy the painting." Ye Chang concluded his experiment after finishing the experiment.
Chi Nan nodded: "So the painting is still on the Dusk, and it was hidden."
Hei Cha felt a headache for the direct and rude two people, and raised his forehead: "...If the experiment fails, the painting just now was really thrown into the sea, or it was really burned, what should you do?"
Chi Nan innocently: "I will pay."
Ye Chang doesn't care: "I will pay."
The two spoke in unison, stunned for a moment, and their eyes overlapped.
In the end, Ye Chang smiled, and Chi Nan pursed his lips.
Da Wave took his lighter to light a cigarette: "I guess you two can't afford to pay, just deduct your favor."
Hei Cha glanced at Chi Nan with a complicated look, and said in a low voice, "Take it easy, now that your favorability is negative, you still do this..."
Chi Nan is very serious.
"But why did the captain hide this painting?" The red-haired man looked at the painting that was still intact after all kinds of tossing, and then looked at the empty frame in the corner.
"If I want to hide something, there are three possibilities." Ye Chang said.
"One is that the thing is too important to me, and I am reluctant to take it out and expose it to others; the other is that its existence itself makes me sad, ashamed or all kinds of negative emotions, and I don't want others to see it even myself,"
"The other is...it will reveal my secrets," Ye Chang pushed his glasses and rubbed his pocket watch with his fingers in his pocket.
His body temperature is very low, even if he is holding it in the palm of his hand, the pocket watch is still cold and has no temperature at all.
"What kind of situation do you think the captain will be in?" Ye Chang asked Chi Nan.
Chi Nan thought for a while: "If Dusk can embody human fear, I think it should be the second or third possibility."
After a pause, he added, "And the second and third possibilities can also be seen overlapping."
Da Wave suddenly smiled: "So the captain hid his fears."
"If we find this painting, let the captain recall his fears, and use Dusk's ability to visualize fears, we might be able to break the dream," Chi Nan said.
That is, finding the old captain's fears, fighting back fire.
The big wave looked at the window with only one third of the sunset left, and threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out: "Let's go, what are you waiting for."
Inside the banquet hall.
Only the middle-aged man and seven corpses were left, as well as the silent npc waiter standing beside the corpses.
The huge banquet hall looked empty and cold. In the silence, there were occasional sounds of waves crashing on the deck, as well as intermittent, eerie music like a music box, and the gentle and peaceful melody made one unconsciously sleepy.
The middle-aged man suddenly became alert after yawning several times in a row. As an old sleepwalker, he knew very well that it was very dangerous to be sleepy under such circumstances.
In order to refresh himself, he didn't dare to sit down and paced back and forth in the hall, swearing constantly: "I won't kill you when I go out! What are you pretending to be! What the hell do you care about in the nightmare world? Take the clues I tried and pretend to be the Virgin! A group of dead white lotuses!"
Suddenly, he walked up to the waiter and shouted, "Hey! Go! Open the door for me!"
He remembered that the waiter had a bunch of keys hanging from his waist.
Unexpectedly, the waiter bowed his head respectfully: "I'm sorry sir, the door of the banquet hall is locked from the outside, and only people outside can open it."
When the middle-aged man heard the explosion, he scolded at the top of his voice: "Can't you fucking think of a way for me?! I want you to open the door for me right now!"
The waiter always answered in an unhurried, unwavering voice: "I'm very sorry, I can't help it."
"What the hell are you a low-level NPC, don't you even have a basic brain?! Stupid!" He was the only one left in the banquet hall, so he poured his anger on the NPC who seemed to have no emotions and thinking ability. Rude, "Can I contact the other waiter or the captain to open the door for me?"
Waiter: "Sorry, no."
"Then can you make this hellish music stop? I'm unlucky and sleepy after listening to it!"
"Sir, I didn't hear the music you said."
"You are so fucking annoying!" The middle-aged man ran out of patience and raised his hand to violently attack the waiter.
The drooping head of the other party was finally raised, and the originally inorganic eyes were filled with a touch of tenderness and compassion: "However, I can prepare some afternoon tea for Mr., so that you can calm down and prepare yourself for the next journey."
The middle-aged man's hand froze instantly. He hadn't slept much in the past two nights. He didn't have time to eat yesterday due to various emergencies. Bubble a little more refreshing!"
The waiter nodded respectfully: "Okay, please wait a moment, sir."
Soon, the waiter filled the round table in the banquet hall with cold snacks and drinks: "Sir, afternoon tea is ready, please have your meal."
With that, he poured warm black tea into the bone china cup.
The middle-aged man sat down unceremoniously, first suffocated a cup of hot tea, then kept sending snacks to his mouth, and ate the hot tea that was so thick and bitter.
The waiter stood by and added tea and water to him at the right time.
The taste of dim sum is very good, the taste of tea is expensive to drink, except for the corpses in the banquet hall and the melodies like sad music in the air, everything is so enjoyable, if only it was a real cruise holiday...
Strangely, his nerves that had been tense for the past few days gradually relaxed, and even his irritable mood was relieved a lot.
The middle-aged man yawned again, this time he could no longer be vigilant, and let Shensi drift along with the misty music.
The cruise ship was rocking and rocking in the waves and singing... rocking and rocking... slowly and regularly as if someone whispered a lullaby in his ear...
He closed his eyes unconsciously, and the tea cup in his hand was turned over to his feet, and the tea splashed on the ground.
Because of the thick carpet, it was silent.
The stiff smile on the waiter's face disappeared, he bent down to pick up the tumbling teacup, and carefully wiped the tea stains from the carpet.
After a long while, he raised his head and said softly to the middle-aged man who was sleeping in a nightmare: "Good afternoon, good dream."
His face hidden in the shadow of the setting sun looked a bit like Guo Xuan for a moment, but as the light and shadow moved, the outline was similar to that of A Xue.
He stood in the center of the banquet hall of the Dusk, and he could be anyone or none, just an irrelevant NPC.
"Listen, there seems to be a sound."
At the same time, everyone who was looking for paintings on the cruise ship also heard the faint sound of music.
"It seems to be coming from this side." The red-haired man pointed to the direction of the nail plate.
Black Tea: "I think from there..." He pointed in the opposite direction.
Big Wave frowned: "The music should come from the sea."
Listening and listening, Hei Cha's expression softened: "This music sounds a little nice after listening to it for a long time, shouldn't it be the mermaid singing in the legend?"
After speaking, he yawned heavily.
Yawning is contagious, and soon the red-haired man yawned as well. He covered his mouth and mumbled, "Suddenly so sleepy..."
"Well... I haven't slept well for two nights... Now I really want to lie back in the big soft bed and sleep in the dark..." Dark Tea yawned one after another.
"Something's wrong! This is a sleeping song!"
Da Wave shouted vigilantly, but it was her efforts to tense her nerves, but she couldn't help yawning, her eyes misty.
"I brought sound-isolating earplugs! Everyone has a point!"
Because black tea was worried about poor sleep, he had the habit of always stocking soundproof earplugs. It happened that the convenience store in Zicheng did not sell it in separate packages, so he could only take a big box. At the time, he thought it was too much trouble. came in handy.
When the black tea handed the earplugs to Chi Nan, he shook his head: "I don't need it. I slept well last night and I'm not sleepy."
"..." Dark Tea knew that Chi Nan was not polite when he said that he had a good night's sleep, so he planned to pass the earplugs to Ye Chang who was beside him.
Who knows, Ye Chang also waved his hand: "I slept well last night, thank you."
Black Tea: "...you two are really suitable for sleeping together."
After putting on the earplugs, the hypnotic music was barely isolated from the outside, and the surging sleepiness was finally controlled, and everyone was a little scared after the consciousness gradually became clear.
After all, one of the most important triggers of death is falling asleep.
They can't control their fears. In contrast, it is much simpler to hold on to not sleeping. Once they fall into a deep sleep and let the fear spread in the dream and become materialized, it is no different from suicide.
Only an existence like Chi Nan who has no concept of fear can wantonly sleep on the Dusk.
"What do you think?" Ye Chang suddenly asked.
Chi Nan seemed to shake his head: "What?"
"How about this music?"
"Not so good," Chi Nan tilted his head to recall unconsciously, "I've heard a hundred times better than this."
Ye Chang raised his eyebrows imperceptibly: "Huh? Where?"
Chi Nan said truthfully: "In the last dungeon, there is also the Dawn base."
"Dawn base?"
Chi Nan nodded: "Well, a dream maker's home."
"Oh," Ye Chang replied indifferently, "Are you familiar with him?"
Chi Nan was startled: "Who?"
Ye Chang's eyes were hidden behind the lenses, making it difficult to see his expression, but he seemed to smile: "You said that, that dream maker."
"I'm not familiar with it," Chi Nan shook his head, then paused and said, "I'm just a little concerned."
Ye Chang paused slightly: "Huh?"
"It's alright." Chi Nan's lips stretched into a line, and he didn't plan to continue.
Ye Chang could only put aside his curiosity for the time being and silenced.
"If it were you, where would you hide things you didn't want people to see and couldn't destroy?"
Chi Nan suddenly asked Ye Chang that he was not a normal human being and could only judge by the choices of others, although maybe his roommate was not a normal person either...
Ye Chang only thought for a moment, then blurted out: "Besides."
"Oh," Chi Nan thought, "Let's go to the deck to talk to the captain?"
"Let's go to the tool room first," Ye Chang raised the corners of his lips harmlessly, and his eyebrows and eyes also curved beautifully, "Be prepared."
Twenty minutes later, the two came out with a pile of rope tape and even an axe and hammer from the tool room...
Everyone was dumbfounded: "What are you doing...?"
Chi Nan asked Da Wave like a student's question: "Under special circumstances, would it be illegal to torture a confession in the nightmare world, or steal important NPCs without authorization?"
Da Wave was afraid that everyone could not hear clearly, so he used a roar to speak directly: "It's hard to say! I've never met such a sleepwalker!"
Black Tea Fu forehead: "You've lost your favorability... What are you going to do?"
"Want to see the prison in the nightmare world?" Chi Nan used his expressionless face, twisting the ropes to joke with the black tea.
The corners of Hei Cha's lips twitched, imagining Chi Nan's tears from the iron window and shouting: "This is not funny at all!"
Knowing that he couldn't persuade Chi Nan, he turned to Ye Chang: "What about you? Are you going to mess with him too?"
Ye Chang, like a rebellious teenager, is eager to try and learn badly: "Well, I haven't tortured me to extract a confession, and I haven't stolen anything. I want to try it with Brother Nan."
Black tea: "… "
These two are dead.
On the deck, the sunset was almost completely engulfed by the sea.
Standing under the red clouds in the sky, the old captain bowed slightly to Chi Nanye Chang who came from the cabin.
He didn't wear a hat, and his silver-white hair was lifted by the sea breeze: "Dusk will end soon, and a long and difficult night will come, which is definitely not a good thing for travelers adrift at sea."
As he said that, he looked at the setting sun that was only the size of a fingernail, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "But don't worry, the Dusk will protect her guests and provide them with the most peaceful and sweet sleep."
The old captain turned around again, the haze in his eyes dissipated, and he smiled energetically as usual: "Listen, what a nice music, right?"
He noticed that the two guests in front of him were not wearing earplugs.
"Old Captain, can I ask you something?" Chi Nan asked.
The old captain nodded very gentlemanly: "Of course, I hope to help my guests."
Chi Nan bluntly said: "There is a painting missing in the painting exhibition hall. I want to know where you hid him?"
The old captain's face changed suddenly, and the originally gentle and peaceful sunset at sea was shattered by his anger: "There are no paintings that are missing! I didn't hide them either! All the paintings are in the exhibition hall!"
As the old captain's mood changed, the music at sea stopped, and his fierce reaction confirmed Chi Nan's guess even more.
Ye Chang, who had been holding his hands behind his back, glanced at Chi Nan, and the corners of his lips curled up indiscernibly: "Leave it to me."
Then the smile on his face widened, and he said to the old captain mildly and politely, "You're offended."
"What are you, what are you doing?!" Looking at the boy walking towards him with a rope in hand and smiling slightly, the captain, who had experienced strong winds and waves, suddenly trembled...
Behind this seemingly harmless face and the pair of slightly reflective lenses, there seemed to be a shivering soul hidden behind him. He looked at it and felt like... the abyss was looking back at him.
"Don't be nervous, we're just trying to get something from you and it'll be over soon."
Contrary to his polite words, Ye Chang acted quickly, forcing the old captain to retreat in three or two strokes, and tying him to the guardrail of the deck with the rope in his hand unceremoniously.
"What are you doing! No paintings! I'm not hiding anything!"
Ye Chang still smiled, searched his waist with his hand, took out a bunch of keys for a moment, and shook it in front of the old captain with a smile, "I know, we believe everything you say. "
Saying that, he threw the key to Chi Nan, "I got it."
His tone was brisk, like a little boy waiting for his brother's praise.
The rest of the sleepwalkers who were the same as the group performers were dumbfounded: "..."
Hei Cha whispered beside Chi Nan: "I can't tell... Ye Chang is still a trainer."
Ye Chang has already followed: "I was always bullied when I was a child, and I learned a little Sanda for self-defense."
"Damn, have you learned something? I think you are very skilled."
Ye Chang smiled: "Thank you for the compliment."
Hei Cha was still surprised and didn't come out. When he heard Ye Chang say that he was bent before, he saw Ye Chang's elegant appearance with glasses, and he thought to himself that this child might be a sufferer. Now...
He glanced at Chi Nan with a complicated expression, and was a little worried about this emotionally obtuse guy...
Chi Nan didn't think about the strange place at all, and quickly found the key to the captain's lounge from a bunch of keys: "It should be this."
They have searched almost all the five floors of the cruise ship, but only the captain's lounge is locked, and they can't go in and find it.
If the painting was a symbol of the captain's fears that he didn't want anyone to know of its existence, it would have been hidden in a place of absolute safety and privacy.
In this passenger cruise ship, the most private environment for the old captain was his lounge.
At that time, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the last rays of light on the horizon would be swallowed up by the sea.
Perhaps because of the unique design of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the ship, and the fact that the sun never sets in the evening, the lights on the Dusk are just decorations. As the night approaches, the lights on the ship cannot be powered on.
All of a sudden they fell into darkness.
This kind of black and not like midnight can't see the five fingers, but vague and ambiguous, can vaguely see the outline of things, but not enough to see what it is.
The shadowy scene became more and more terrifying.
Da Wave's lighter came in handy at this moment. She walked at the front to open the way for everyone. Unfortunately, the light of the lighter was too weak and unstable, so she could barely see the road ahead.
"We should go get some candles." Dark Tea was a little afraid of the dark, and said with arms crossed, he really wanted to go to pull Chi Nan, but he also remembered that Chi Nan has contact phobia, so he has been holding back.
The big wave said calmly in front: "It's too late, let's find out and draw it is serious business."
"Don't get lost, everyone, hold on."
"Yes, keep up."
"Brother Nan, can I hold your hand?" Ye Chang's voice rang in his ears, and continued in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "...I am night blind and afraid of the dark."
Chi Nan hesitated for about two or three seconds before saying very lightly, "Yes."
Anyway, the light was so dim that no one could see him cry.
Ye Chang smiled silently: "Thank you."
Then he held his hand, still interlocking his fingers.
Although he was mentally prepared, Chi Nan's body couldn't help but froze, and two tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
Before he could raise his hand to wipe it, a soft handkerchief was already covered, gently wiping away his tears.
"You hold me, then I'll wipe your tears." Ye Chang's voice seemed to carry a smile, softly blowing in Chi Nan's ear.
Chi Nan trembled uncontrollably like never before.
This feeling is very subtle, as if being electrocuted.
He didn't speak, he pulled Ye Chang... To be more precise, it should be said that he was pulled by Ye Chang and walked forward in the ambiguous darkness.
Ten minutes later, a group of people successfully opened the door of the captain's lounge.
Although the conditions were very bad, everyone put their fears aside for the time being and began to search for the disappearing paintings with all their might.
Chi Nan has been blind for a long time, and has a strong ability to adapt to the dark. In less than five minutes, he found a safe about half a meter high under the bed board: "I found it, it should be this."
Da Wave immediately came over with a lighter and found that the safe was locked tightly: "It's an eight-digit combination lock!"
"Grass, eight digits... It took me three hours to open the three-digit combination lock, and I can't try eight digits until it's too old..." Dark Tea said in frustration and helplessness.
Everyone was a little negative all of a sudden. They didn't pay attention to any eight-digit numbers on the cruise ship for the past three days...
The big wave rarely calmly analyzed and said: "If there are eight digits, it should be the year, month and day. We just need to correlate the date..."
"19271127." Chi Nan suddenly said a series of numbers with certainty.
Everyone was a little stunned: "What?"
"Try it, the password is 19271127." Chi Nan repeated it again.
Although they didn't want to understand what was going on, there was not much time left for them. Da Wave quickly twisted the combination lock and dialed the eight numbers as Chi Nan said.
But there was no movement at all. The people who had just ignited their hope were poured cold water on their heads: "This...what should I do...the sun will be completely gone..."
The red-haired man didn't finish a word, he only heard a crisp 'click' sound from the combination lock, and the rusty lock automatically bounced off!
The air was silent for a moment, and the black tea cheered: "The password is correct! Chi Nan's password is correct!"
It's just that the combination lock has rusted for a long time, and it's a little behind!
"How do you know?" the red-haired man asked Chi Nan. He had previously thought of the date of each painting under the painting exhibition hall, but the creation date under the frame was deliberately erased, and there was no clue at all.
Chi Nan explained: "November 27, 1927 was the date of the first exhibition of the death painting exhibition hall. The paintings in the exhibition hall were all displayed on the day of creation, so I think this day should also be the creation date of the first painting. ."
The date of creation also means the date of death and disaster.
The big wave suppressed the ecstasy, and he opened the safe with swiftness and calmness, and he found the painting hidden inside.
She brought the lighter closer again, and everyone gathered around.
When they saw the contents of the painting clearly, everyone's face became pale, and a layer of white sweat floated on their bodies...
"It's also...it's too miserable..."
The dark tea whispered in a voice close to a whisper, as if the sad and terrifying scene depicted in the painting would immediately come true if the volume was raised a little...