The props in the box were indeed, as Ke Xun said, strange, of all kinds.
Everyone leaned forward and saw a writing brush, a fishing rod, a small copper pot, a red fruit of some unknown plant, a Confucian scarf like the one worn on the head of an ancient literati, a sword, Two longan cores, a round red stone, a whisker suspected to be a cat, a pair of cat ear headdresses, a pair of rabbit ear headdresses, a pair of antler headdresses, and a set of clothes.
Everyone was a little confused, but Qi Qiang was quick and grabbed the sword in his hand first.
The sword was very sharp. When Qi Qiang was taking it out of the box, the tip of the sword slid past the woman's arm. Even though it was half an inch away from her clothes, it was astonishing. There was a slit in the clothes on the woman's arm.
Having such a weapon can at least give people a sense of psychological security.
The hair-haired girl screamed in hindsight, covered her arms and glared at Qi Qiang: "You're sick! I almost knew it! You are blind! What are you—ah!"
Before she could finish the series of sprays in her mouth, Qi Qiang slapped her face heavily, her body suddenly slumped to the side, and she fell to the ground in embarrassment.
"What are you doing!" The other three companions who entered the painting with her shouted at Qi Qiang in shock and anger.
Qi Qiang gave these people a gloomy look, and pointed at them with the sword in his hand: "I can do whatever I want, who won't accept it?"
Seeing that these people wanted to talk about it for some reason, Ke Xun suddenly clapped his hands on the box, startling everyone.
"Don't waste time," Ke Xun looked at the little gang lightly, "Anyone in this painting can kill anyone, and anyone can be killed, I advise you to think carefully before you act, even if you don't want to believe our brother Qin treated you before. It doesn't hurt to think twice about everything you say, especially if you haven't figured out the current situation, right?"
Seeing a few people thinking about his words, Ke Xun glanced at Qi Qiang again, and curled the corners of his lips with a half-smiling smile: "Brother Qiang, we have done a few more paintings than you, so I have an experience- It is true that you can kill your comrades at will in this painting, but without exception, all the people who killed their comrades, none of them can succeed in the painting, and they die worse than anyone else. Of course you can not believe it, or you can try it, but brother, I still Friendship reminds you, after all, there is only one life, after the first try, there will be no second time, everything should be cautious, don't you think?"
Qi Qiang had played against this kid in the last painting. Of course, he knew that this kid's fist was not as harmless as his handsome face, not to mention that the result of the pass would still be at his own disadvantage.
In addition, there is the cold-faced boy standing next to him, who is even more of a master who can't see the depth.
Qi Qiang snorted coldly, carefully lowered the sword in his hand to his side, walked to the side and looked at everyone with a gloomy face.
"Hurry up and pick the props, hurry up." Ke Xun was about to reach for the red round stone, but Wei Dong grabbed it.
"That kind of featureless thing is not suitable for you," Wei Dong picked out the pair of rabbit ear headdresses, put them on Ke Xun's head, and whistled, "Bunny man, you just say Saibu Sike sei?" He said and pouted towards Mu Yiran.
"...I'm a corgi, not a rabbit." Ke Xun took off the headgear and threw it back into the box, turning to look at Mu Yiran, "Yanran, help me pick it out."
In the past, the boss would give him a cold look and turn around and walk away ruthlessly. Now the boss lowered his head, glanced at the box, bent down, stretched out his slender arms and fingers, and chose for him. The same tool came out.
It feels good to have a boyfriend, Ke Xun thought to himself.
Then the boyfriend put on a pair of cat ear headdresses for him.
Ke Xun: "..."
Weidong: It turns out that the boss likes the sexy and indifferent kitty auntie.
Wei Dong was slapped by the dog food. The props in the box have been taken by everyone. Qin Ci picked the fishing rod, Zhu Haowen picked up the very inconspicuous cat whisker, Luo Wei picked up It was a red round stone, and for his girlfriend Li Yaqing, he took the very delicate small chisel flower copper pot.
Surprisingly, Huangpi, who was obviously mixed in Taoism and was a few more "black" grades than Qi Qiang, actually chose the Confucian scarf on the head of the ancient man. This taste was very different from his personal style. for violation.
The four newcomers, two men and two women, chose two longan cores, a rabbit ear headdress, a dragon horn headdress, and that set of clothes.
In the end, there was only a writing brush and the fruit of an unknown plant left in the box. Wei Dong looked at Mu Yiran and said, "Boss, which one do you want?"
Mu Yiran bent over and picked up the fruit of the plant, leaving the writing brush to Weidong.
The box was taken out, revealing the handwriting on the bottom of the box: Please wear/wear/take your own items, no exchange is allowed in the middle.
"Crazy..." The braided-haired girl grumbled angrily, looking at the bunny ear headdress in her hand, and seeing that it was very cute, she didn't say any more, and put the headdress on her head.
The rest of the people don't need to wear the props on their bodies, they put them in their pockets or hold them in their hands. It is worth noting that after entering this painting, the clothes on everyone's body have not changed. What is outside the painting? What's inside.
Except for the newcomer who chose the clothes and props, he hesitated again and again and decided to change into this suit. He saw that it was a red and white horizontal striped T, a pair of black flared pants, and a wide yellow belt in the middle. , which fits perfectly, but is also quite comical.
Ke Xun's attention was all on the plant fruit in Mu Yiran's hands. It seemed that only this one of the thirteen props needed to be taken: "What should I do? Do you really want to eat it?"
Mu Yiran lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said "um" and put the fruit into his mouth without any hesitation.
Ke Xun thought about it and didn't stop it. Since it was the rule given by the painting, there was only one way to abide by it.
Seeing Mu Yiran eating the fruit, Ke Xun quickly asked with concern, "How do you feel?"
Mu Yiran's brows moved slightly, and he lowered his voice slightly: "There is no abnormality in the body for the time being, but the ear seemed to be slightly numb as if it had been electrocuted just now."
Ke Xun was startled, and quickly raised his hand to support Mu Yiran's cheek, turning his head to the side: "Let me see!" He looked into his ear hole carefully, and saw that it was clean and there was no abnormality.
Mu Yiran turned his face slightly and looked at Ke Xun, who was close at hand. He had unkempt but stylish hair, fluffy wiggling under his eyes, and on both sides of the top of his head, the two cat ear headdresses he personally wore on top of them. , At this time, it turned back and forth like a pair of live ears that really grow on a cat, and occasionally the tips of the ears were shaking!
"Ke Xun!" Mu Yi frowned, reaching out and pulling the cat ears on his head.
But when he heard Ke Xun's "hiss" sound, he made a pained expression, and then he was also surprised: "Damn it!"
He quickly raised his hand to touch it, but unexpectedly, the touch felt like it was touching his own ear. Not only did he feel the touch on his hand, but the pair of cat ears also gave him the physical feeling of being "touched by his hand".
—In other words, these cat ears seem to have grown out of his body, and are integrated with his body without any sense of disobedience!
Several old members looked at him in shock and saw that the two pointed cat ears on his head were standing upright with great alertness...
"Damn it!" Wei Dong was speechless, looking at Ke Xun with wide eyes, "Aren't you going to be a cat?!"
Qin Ci asked with concern, "Is there anything wrong with your body?"
"Not yet..." Ke Xun said, his pupils suddenly dilated, he turned around quickly, raised his butt and asked Mu Yiran, "Help me take a look, don't you have a long tail?"
Everyone: "… "
"No." Mu Yiran pursed her lips.
"Where's the beard?" Ke Xun turned around again and pouted at Mu Yiran.
"..." Mu Yiran looked at him, took half a step forward, and stood close to him, "No."
Ke Xun thought to himself: Why does his voice sound a little dangerous
Wei Dong thought to himself: If you make a fool of yourself again, believe it or not, he will push you to the ground now!
Qin Ci thought to himself: Maybe Haowen is the one who has the cat's whisker, but he chose the cat's whisker, I'll take a look.
Zhu Haowen thought to himself: Very cute.
Suddenly I heard a few newcomers screaming in surprise. It turned out that the girl with the hairpin and the other woman who chose the dragon horn headdress were the same as Ke Xun. He was pulling the rabbit ears on his head, but Nai He hurt himself as soon as he tried so hard.
"What's going on here? What's going on here?" The girl with hair was finally panicked, she staggered and ran over, grabbing Qin Ci's arm and staring at him.
"As you can see," Qin Ci said to her in a deep voice, "as I told you at the beginning, this is the world in the painting."
With a "bang", the box suddenly closed the lid, and everyone followed the sound to look over, but saw more lines on the box lid: Choice decides fate.
"... Anything that rises to the level of destiny is not a good thing..." Wei Dong said.
"Take a step and see a step." Qin Cizheng said, suddenly he heard the sound of "click" sounded on the ring wall of the closed room. The traces of the shape contracted toward both sides like a sliding door, and six round doors opened at different positions on the wall.
Several newcomers finally realized the huge difference between the situation in front of them and the real world. They screamed, drank, or shrank to the old members' side and shivered, for fear that something terrible or people would run out of it when the door was opened.
After all the doors were opened and stopped moving, the old members took a step forward and looked at the situation outside the six doors separately.
At this time, the strange style of the paintings of the queer school finally emerged, and every round door that appeared in front of everyone seemed to be a different world.
It is different from all the paintings that have been advanced. In the previous paintings, the paintings only reflected a single world, but this strange and deviant painting presents six worlds, so which world is the right one? What about escaping the right world of paintings
Choice determines destiny.
"What... what should I do?" The newcomers all turned to the old members for help.
"It seems that the rules of this painting are related to choice," Zhu Haowen said. "Whether it's everyone's choice of props just now, or the next choice of these six worlds. If you choose the wrong one, you may die."
Wei Dong was depressed: "This difficulty is six times more difficult than before. Before, we only needed to find clues in one world. Now we have to find clues in six worlds. We only have seven days, so we are too nervous."
"Does the meaning of these six doors still mean that we should act in groups?" Qin Ci glanced at a few bewildered newcomers, and sighed softly, "Then, let's get to know each other first."