The painter has already stepped out of the flames that can't stop beating and spreading. This fire seems to have touched the bottom line of all the people in the painting, the woman's shrill screams and the painter's angry shouts are intertwined.
Yan Mingguang glanced at the gradually burning studio, and said in a flat voice, "You burned the studio down."
Gao Ming was still at a loss.
Fortunately, Yan Mingguang had fully reacted, and the two of them pulled Gao Ming together, and rushed towards the crazier ghosts, and ran in the direction of Room 1.
Yan Wei said in a deep voice: "We were all wrong, all the players were misled at the beginning. The artist is not the biggest danger in this dungeon at all, the skeleton of the female doctor we saw in the basement is!!!"
From the very beginning, the display of this dungeon and the paintings of the waiters have brought the greatest misleading to all players.
From the moment he was brought to the restaurant in the hotel lobby, whether it was Yan Wei himself or others, all attention was on the painting. Because the portraits are most densely distributed on the corridor, and all the stories of the painter are related to the paintings.
But they overlooked the most important point—the entire promenade hotel, the promenade and the most things in the room, besides portraits, there are mirrors!
The hotel is misleading them while prompting them. All of the dead players appear to have had their eyes gouged out, but the appearance of each player's death varies, and the waiter's choice of picking up the corpse also brings hints.
Different, it means... the ghosts in this dungeon are not just the painter and the person in the painting manipulated by the painter, but two groups of ghosts.
When Yan Wei just saw himself in the mirror without blinking, he already had a vague guess, until he saw Sun Shi's body in the studio, he completely understood.
Everything they found about the painter before his death was correct. A painter who was born with great talent for painting portraits, relying on his ability to make a name for himself, opened a hotel and exhibitions. But one day, the artist's talent was exhausted, and he could no longer draw the vivid eyes. The painter who has always pursued perfectionism can no longer complete the perfect painting. He went to the hospital to see the disease of mental disorder, and gradually got together with the female doctor who saw him.
Later, the painter suddenly discovered a method - that is to goug out someone's eyes, and he can draw that person's eyes.
The female doctor has a pair of beautiful eyes, and the artist used a knife to goug out his lover's eyes.
Like the memory shared with them by the skeleton in the basement, after the eyes were gouged out, the artist took away the eyes of the female doctor and completed the portrait of the female doctor. But the female doctor died because her eyes were gouged out, and her body was thrown into the gymnasium on the basement floor by the hotel waiter.
What happened after that was not the information that the female doctor shared with them at all! Yan Wei was curious from the beginning, why did the painter only kill a female doctor in the past ten years? Why did he only goug out a pair of eyes, and then died of gouging out his own eyes? Would a person who is obsessed with painting be willing to gouge out his own eyes and die in the second
That must be impossible. There is only one answer that can explain these questions, that is, the painter just gouged out the eyes of the female doctor, and he himself was killed by others gouging out his eyes.
By who
A female doctor who was turned into a ghost by resentment after death, and persistently wanted to find her eyes in life! After the female doctor died, she turned into a ghost and parasitized on her corpse. She has resentment from her previous life, and she also wants to find a pair of eyes for herself. The painter's obsession made the artist want to dig out his eyes to fill in the painting, and the female doctor's resentment made her want to dig out her eyes to fill what she lost. So she gouged out the painter's eyes, and because of his obsession, the dead painter turned into a ghost even before his body rotted.
The painter turned into a ghost and hid in the painting, but the doctor still couldn't find her eyes that were gouged out during her lifetime. She is constantly looking for eyes, so she dug out the eyes of two players last night. It's a pity that these eyes are not hers, the painter hid her eyes very well, but she still couldn't find hers.
The woman in the long skirt and the middle-aged man were killed by the painter, but the two players on the thirteenth floor were killed by the female doctor! Today, the information they got on the basement floor was also lied to by the female doctor.
"So this skeleton is the greatest danger! She is the first victim, but also the second murderer. Yesterday the painter said to me, 'Tomorrow you will die too', and the waiter muttered 'He will Kill you all', in fact, it wasn't him who did it to us, the waiter said 'she' not 'he' - the doctor will kill us all." Yan Wei dodged the sharp nails stabbing at his shoulder, and smiled slightly Panting and finished all the inferences, "She will not let us go, the method to resolve the hotel's danger is simply false."
Gao Ming was stunned when he heard that, and there were several wounds on his body pulled by the ghosts. When Yan Wei finished speaking, Gao Ming was unable to dodge in time, and a bloody hole was dug out by the bloody hands protruding from the portrait hanging on the wall in his thigh.
He hissed: "My God, how did you come up with this? And what are we burning the studio for? I don't have enough brains."
Yan Wei: "There are too many ghosts in the corridor, let's talk about it after entering the room!"
From burning the studio to running to Room No. 1, it took less than a minute. Seeing that the painter was about to catch up with them, the three of them finally arrived at the door of Room No. 1. Yan Mingguang first turned around and stepped into the room lightly, cleared out the few ghosts in the room, and the three of them immediately stepped into Room 1 and closed the door forcefully.
The moment they entered the room, there was a sudden change in the corridor—
On both sides of the corridor, the floor-to-ceiling mirrors that were not covered in blood suddenly shook many times. As soon as they ran to the door of Room 1, a skeleton slowly walked out of a mirror!
The edges of the skeleton's orbital bones are very uneven, apparently damaged by a sharp weapon during its lifetime.
— This is exactly the skeleton of the female doctor that Yan Wei and others saw on the basement floor!
But this time, the skeleton came out of the mirror, acted on its own, and let out an angry roar: "You burned the studio!! There are my eyes, you burned my eyes!! You Damn it!!!!"
As soon as the skeleton came out, on the promenade, all the ghosts who came out of the paintings seemed to have encountered something that frightened them, and the bloody hands on the wall shrank back. The eyeless women who had been knocking and scratching at the door of Room No. 1 also retreated one after another.
The skeleton met the painter who was chasing him.
The female doctor and painter who had just shouted to kill Yan Wei and the others actually started fighting in the corridor.
Gao Ming pressed the door hard, heard the commotion outside, turned his head back to look at Yan Wei, and asked, "What's going on? These two bosses started fighting by themselves?"
Yan Wei was very tired.
The ghosts in the room were cleaned up by Yan Mingguang. During the fight just now, Yan Mingguang seemed to have nothing happened, but Yan Wei's breathing became heavier and heavier. He leaned against the wall, took a few deep breaths, and said, "They gouged out each other's eyes, of course there is a big hatred. If my guess just now is not wrong, the painter usually relies on these portraits to get around, and the woman Doctors rely on mirrors to move, none of them can meet anyone, today we met for killing us, of course we hit."
While they were talking, Yan Mingguang, who had just listened to Yan Wei's brief explanation, had already started to use sheets and other things to quickly cover or wrap up all the mirrors that could be found in the room.
The people in the painting in this room have been cleaned up, and the medium mirror that the female doctor can move freely has also been temporarily covered, so they can also get a temporary respite.
"Outside, I feel..." Yan Wei listened attentively to the movement outside.
Yan Mingguang said, "Skeletons are stronger."
Yan Wei came to a conclusion: "That is to say, the skeleton will win. If she finishes cleaning up the painter, the first thing she will do is break down the door and clean us up."
At this time, the fire in the studio next door seemed to be intensifying, and the smell of burning was spreading on the top floor. Separated by a thick wall, the three of them also gradually smelled the smell of flames and the smell of countless paper scraps being burned to ashes.
"Ah, the claws of the people in these paintings are too powerful, it hurts me to death. If we can't pass the level, will we still be gouged out by skeletons and die? My God... Yan Wei, how did you guess? from?"
The door of Room 1 was banged heavily.
The painter and the skeleton are entangled with each other, and the people in the painting under the painter still want to come in reluctantly. Fortunately, these ordinary ghosts don't have much intelligence. Without the painting as a medium, they can't move in instantly, but just rush outside the door clumsily.
The wooden door creaked and crumbled. Yan Mingguang directly blocked the sofa at the door, making the door last longer.
But time is running out for them to break through.
"To make a long story short," Yan Wei leaned against the wall and said in a rather urgent tone, "Gao Ming, do you still remember when I asked you when your roommate died?"
"Remember, it was around eleven o'clock last night."
The sound of slamming the door sounded one after another, and a hand with sharp nails pierced the wooden door directly, and the blood-stained arm struggled on the punctured hole, as if trying to scratch something.
At such a critical moment, Yan Wei chuckled lightly.
His cut side face was slightly bleeding, and his cheeks were stained with dirt. But those pale brown eyes were still as bright as stars under the influence of the smile, as if the sky was falling, and even those beautiful eyes could not be adorned with panic.
He said: "At eleven o'clock last night, I was the one the painter wanted to kill. After I fell asleep, the painter—probably through painting—transferred me to the studio. I won’t go into details about what happened at that time. I escaped death. Trigger left alive, but I remember very clearly that it was also at eleven o'clock. At that time, Yan Mingguang also met the waiter. The painter was in front of me, and the waiter was in front of Yan Mingguang. Who killed your roommate? of?"
"The medium that the painter moved was portraits, which we knew the next day. And the medium that the female doctor moved, I presume it was mirrors, because the gym was also covered with mirrors, and the black blood did not dare to flow through the mirrors at all. And she needs to coax us to go to the studio to help her get her eyes, explaining that she can't go to the studio—there is no mirror in the studio. Last night, the two players who died on the thirteenth floor, what are there near the corpses?"
Yan Mingguang whispered, "Mirror."
"Yes, the mirror!" Yan Wei twitched the corners of his mouth, "On the first night, Yan Mingguang and I also encountered a death trigger. At that time, I was very surprised why there were no paintings in the room, and there was no movement of opening the door. She was able to come in and leave bloody handprints everywhere. Thinking about it now, it was a female doctor who entered our room at all.”
So the blood fingerprints are very delicate.
The skeleton of the female doctor entered and exited their room directly through the bathroom mirror. The rag dolls placed by their beds were actually placed in their rooms by the waiter to attract skeletons—this was the death trigger for the first night.
They threw the doll out, and the skeleton gouged out the doll's eyes, and they survived. The woman in the long skirt next door triggered the painter's death condition and died by gouging out her eyes.
The time sequence at that time was that the woman in the long skirt died first, and the body was thrown to the basement by the waiter, staying with the skeleton, and the blood from the woman's body in the long skirt also stained the skeleton's body. In the middle of the night, the skeleton came to their room. Because the skeleton was covered with the blood shed by the woman in the long skirt on the basement floor, so their room was full of bloody handprints.
On the second night, the gambling floor mechanism was activated, the difficulty was raised, and the restrictions on ghosts were lowered. Skeletons no longer have the limitation of putting dolls on the bedside, they can kill people just by looking through the mirror. In Gao Ming's room, there was a mirror in the bathroom, so when Gao Ming's roommate was washing his hands, he faced the mirror, and the skeleton stretched out his hands from the mirror and instantly gouged out his eyes and died. In Sun Shi's room, there was a dressing table next to the dead player, and there was also a mirror on the dressing table.
There were no bloody handprints where the two players died, only a few sporadic ones beside Sun Shi's roommate, because this time the skeleton made the first move, the painter killed the man, and the waiter cleaned up the corpse, so the skeleton's hands were not stained with blood. Only after killing Gao Ming's roommate, the skeleton's hands were stained with blood, and then went to kill Sun Shi's roommate, and there were some bloody handprints where Sun Shi's roommate died.
Therefore, the bodies of the two players on the thirteenth floor were not thrown to the basement floor by the waiter, and the wounds of the eyes gouged out were very consistent with the painter's wounds, both of which were directly pierced by hard objects—the hands of the skeletons.
But the skeleton dug out so many pairs of eyes, but still couldn't find her eyes. The painter has been hiding in the painting, and the doctor can't find the painter, nor her eyes.
So she set the target on the "guests" who were still alive and seemed to be useful—that is, they players.
She coaxed the rest of the players to lure the artist out of the studio and search all the paintings in the studio, hoping they could find her eyes.
The clues Sun Shi found at the art exhibition... should be related to this. Sun Shi thought that what he had found was the key to breaking the game, but it was actually false information deliberately shown to him by the skeleton. In the end, Sun Shi was not strong enough. Although he was deceived by the skeleton, he didn't even have the ability to attract the painter, so he died directly in the studio.
The skeleton came to deceive them again. They made up a seemingly complete logical chain, and wanted them to take the female doctor's eyes out of the studio.
The female doctor never said that they could survive after finding the eyes. Even if they brought out their eyes, it is impossible for the female doctor and painter to let them go. The moment they entered the dungeon, all the players were just looking for eyes and providing tools for eyes in front of these two ghosts.
On the tightly closed door of Room 1, holes have been poked out by the hands of many women in the paintings, and one arm after another covered with black blood is stretched forward vigorously.
Every now and then the entire hotel floor shook. All three of them could hear that it was caused by the female doctor directly hitting the painter against the wall.
"...But I think there is one thing, she didn't lie to us—her eyes should be the key to breaking the situation this time. Find the eyes, and all the grievances in this hotel will dissipate. But since we help her find the eyes, we will die—this point Sun Shi's death helped us make a mistake, so what can we do if we find the eyes?" Yan Wei's eyes narrowed, "So I think what we need to do is not to help the female doctor find the eyes, but..."
"Destroyed the eyes."
Yan Wei raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Yan Mingguang who said this with a sympathetic look.
Gao Ming clutched his wound, and suddenly realized: "This is why you burned the studio! We don't need to venture in to find eyes, just destroy the whole studio..."
Yan Wei nodded: "Yes. And the painter and the female doctor are definitely incompatible. If we want to survive under their hands, we must lure the painter and the doctor out at the same time, let them bite the dog, and buy us time to completely burn down the studio."
Gao Ming was covered in paint all over his body at the moment, and there were several blood holes on his arms and legs that were scratched out by bloody hands. This is the fourth dungeon he has experienced, but it is the first time such a dangerous low-level dungeon. He endured the pain, his eyes fixed on Yan Wei's face, and his mind was full of surprise that he couldn't suppress.
The youth's windbreaker was torn in many places, and one part of his arm was punctured by the nail of the bloody hand, and the blood that flowed out stained the fabric of that part red. The scarf he was wearing was stained with blood, and a shallow wound was drawn on his cheek. His face was tired but full of energy—it was because of those bright eyes.
Even in such a situation, every creak of the door aroused Gao Ming's heart, but Yan Wei remained calm.
From the time they got out of the elevator to the studio, to when Yan Wei suddenly burned the studio and the three of them took refuge in Room 1, only a few minutes passed. But Yan Wei was able to sort out the misleading of the dungeon, find out the real direction of thinking within a moment of seeing Sun Shi's corpse, and even instantly came up with the method of burning the studio to kill two birds with one stone.
Gao Ming is just an ordinary low-level player. Thanks to the convenience of his career before entering the building, he barely survived a few dungeons. He didn't come into contact with any big shots or geniuses in the world inside the building, but when he was living in the world inside the building, he heard many legends about powerful people, and even watched a few times the live broadcasts of new players who attracted much attention.
The mysterious Lin Zhen, Jiang Xiu with unfathomable force...
Yan Wei is absolutely no worse than these people.
What's more, there is Yan Mingguang, who is taciturn and incomprehensible, but now it can be seen that the initial body index must be against the sky.
Gao Ming sighed: "Although I am very nervous now, I think I am really lucky. If I hadn't met you, this copy... I would definitely not be able to get out."
"Did you also see a black building that towered into the sky and walked in by yourself?"
"No way, so you came in on your own initiative? As expected of you," Gao Ming pushed his old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses that were somewhat damaged, and laughed at himself, "I almost thought I was hallucinating and wanted to go to the hospital. It turned out One day, this building appeared directly in front of me, and I stepped in without paying attention. I don't want to stay here at all, I just want to leave completely... When you get to the world inside the building, you can use points to redeem everything Things, but you will also find that many people only want to get rid of the life of being in dungeons before they accumulate enough points, but when they have enough points and layers... they change their minds."
Yan Wei glanced at Yan Mingguang.
The man's pair of silver-rimmed glasses had been put away during the fight, and the deep but indifferent face appeared in front of him without any hindrance. Except for the disheveled hair, the man's appearance remained unchanged at the moment. It seemed that the fight just now did not leave any traces on Yan Mingguang's body.
Hearing Yan Wei mentioning entering the building, the man just lowered his head, glanced at his swallow necklace hanging around his neck, and was speechless.
When this person mentioned the past and where he came from, he became more silent than usual. Yan Wei knew that Yan Mingguang definitely didn't want to say it, but under the pressure of surviving at this moment, he actually thought about it.
He raised his eyebrows: "Why do you keep looking at that necklace of yours? Could it be a gift from your first love? Hey Yan Mingguang, should I help you with some lovelorn counseling—"
Yan Mingguang glanced at him and said calmly, "You should shut up."
Yan Wei: "... I'm a teammate anyway, so be more polite."
At this moment, the smell of burning was getting stronger and stronger, and the temperature in Room No. 1 was gradually rising. All three of them were so hot that their foreheads were covered with sweat. The door of Room 1 was also completely smashed, but there were a lot fewer people in the painting, and there were only sporadic things to rush in, all of which were dealt with by Yan Mingguang the moment they entered.
Obviously, the painter was about to lose.
Yan Wei got up, walked slowly to the broken door and looked out. Tongues of fire had already started to spread from the side of the studio, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and Room 1 was about to be burned.
The painter still wrestled with the doctor. But now, the painter's limbs are actually only one hand and one leg, and he has completely fallen to the ground without the ability to resist. At this moment, the painter's hoarse voice still sounded low: "I will not give you back your eyes... They are mine! They belong to my perfect painting!!"
The skeleton bent down, stretched out the pair of skeletal hands, and tore the painter to pieces! ! !
At the moment when the painter fell apart, all the portraits were painted in fragments, and the women in the few remaining paintings disappeared instantly. The skeleton stood up slowly in front of the tongue of fire, its neck twisted, its pitted and empty eye sockets stared straight at Yan Wei.
"Now it's your turn... You burned the studio! Burned my eyes!! I will also hollow out your eyes and drain your blood!!!"
Yan Wei hurriedly retreated to the room.
He turned his head and looked at Yan Mingguang, and they said at almost the same moment: "No!"
The inference just now is to find the eyes, and do the opposite of what the skeleton said, destroy the eyes, and the ladder of this copy will appear. But at this moment, judging from the extent of the burning, the studio has long been burnt down, and everything that should have been destroyed... Why is this dungeon not over yet
After a moment of effort, the skeleton was already approaching.
At the moment when she was about to reach out to grab Yan Wei, Yan Mingguang strode forward, pulled Yan Wei back suddenly, raised his hand and raised the short blade to stab the skeleton.
The skeleton's expressionless face seemed to have a smirk.
The next moment, she actually grabbed Yan Mingguang's hands with force, and the other bone hand hit Yan Mingguang's eyes. Yan Mingguang responded in a timely manner and kicked with his foot, but at the moment when he was about to kick the skeleton, he was thrown out by the skeleton!
Although Yan Mingguang quickly grabbed the short blade and stood up, Yan Wei still showed surprise, and Gao Ming even showed panic for a moment.
Even Yan Mingguang is no match, this skeleton... is not a boss that can be cleared by violence at all! The strength of the skeleton is probably completely beyond the strength level of the low-level dungeon, and it is impossible to succeed by relying on brute force alone.
There was light black choking smoke coming from the burning studio next door, and the gradually rising temperature was so hot that it made people dizzy.
Yan Mingguang, who lost again in the confrontation with the skeleton, spit out the blood that flowed from his throat during the collision just now, as if he felt something, Yan Mingguang quickly took out his pocket and took out the self-portrait of the artist.
The next moment, the self-portrait dissipated in his hands, turning into a long dark gray whip floating in front of Yan Mingguang!
Gao Ming was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted: "Grab it! This is an implosion item in the dungeon, and it has a greater bonus than ordinary cold weapons!"
Before the words finished, Yan Mingguang had already grabbed the handle of the long whip, swung it vigorously, and fought against the skeleton again.
But although this prop brought help, it was not worth mentioning in front of the strength gap between the skeleton and the three of them. The female doctor obviously also found that Gao Ming was the weakest among the three, so she grabbed the whip with her bone hand, and the reaction force pulled Yan Mingguang away again, and she came to Gao Ming in an instant!
Yan Wei grabs Gao Ming violently and dodges.
He staggered, tried his best to cooperate with Yan Mingguang, pulling Gao Ming to dodge.
But in a short while, the three of them have already been consumed a lot, and it seems that they can't last for a few minutes!
Yan Wei dodged again and took a few deep breaths. He tried his best to calm himself down, and reason was running in his mind.
The studio was already on fire, and the flames were about to spread to their eyes, but the dungeon was not over, and the stairs did not appear. There must be something they overlooked and didn't do.
Where is wrong? Ruin the train of thought for the eyes? No, it won't. The doctor was lying to them before, and never thought of letting them live. The way the doctor said to break the situation must be false, and Sun Shi also paid the price with his life. That can only do the opposite, find the eyes and destroy them, and let all the grievances in this hotel die because of the disappearance of the eyes.
It's okay to destroy the eyes, so what's going on now? Are the eyes not burned
The doctor can walk around in the mirror, except for the only place without a mirror in the studio, the doctor can go anywhere in the hotel, so he must have searched all places long ago. The eyes could not be found anywhere else, so the doctor was sure that the eyes were in the only place she couldn't go—in the studio.
But the studio burned, and the doctor's eyes were not destroyed.
Thoughts flashed back and forth in Yan Wei's mind, and suddenly—
Yan Wei's eyes lit up.
He got it!
The doctor's eyes are not in the studio!