The new members, who had been popularized by the old members with the rules of death in the paintings, couldn't help but panic, and looked at Mu Yiran in confusion.
Mu Yiran pondered for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the crowd: "At present, we don't know the rules of death selection for this painting, and we can only take preventive measures as much as possible.
"People who have determined that they correspond to the world, stand in front of the door of the world they correspond to, and act according to chance. If the situation is not good, they can only choose to survive the death and enter the door before death.
"Haowen corresponds to the hidden world, since it was triggered by the world corresponding to Ke Xun, let's stand in front of the door of Tiger Learning with Ke Xun first.
"Luo Wei's corresponding Fire Boy world has not yet been triggered, so he first stood in front of the door of Doctor Qin, who is also a paper-cut style world.
"The rest of the people who didn't know the world they corresponded to - Qi Qiang Huangpi, stood in front of the world to which Weidong belonged, who was also in puppet style;
"Li Yaqing, Wei Miao, the props of the two of you are more ancient. Behind that door is the world of the sea and the ancient city. Maybe one of you corresponds to this world. You can choose to stand at that door. Before, of course, you can also choose to be with your own companions;
"Zhang Lifeng, your prop style is the most difficult to define. Longan core may be ancient or modern. I can't make a decision for you. You can choose to stand in front of the world where Zhao Haicui died. You can choose to be with your own companions.”
Maybe it's because Mu Yiran has always felt to everyone that he is very reliable and credible. No one objected to his arrangement. Li Yaqing and Wei Miao stood in front of the ancient world with cities and seas. , Zhang Lifeng stood in front of the door where Zhao Haicui died.
"Miao Ran! How about you?" Ke Xun asked hurriedly.
The world of Hailibu, which Mu Yiran corresponds to, is also a hidden world. He can only choose to stand in front of a door that might lead to his world with others.
With few clues, all choices are just luck.
Mu Yiran glanced at Ke Xun quietly, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a gentle voice: "Since you said that your intuition has always been accurate, then this time, it's up to you to choose a door for me. ."
Just put his life in his hands.
Ke Xun stared at him, there was a faint light in his eyes, and suddenly he smiled with his lips raised: "Meow, I have a feeling that you can walk out of the painting alive in front of any door, since that's the case, why don't you I stand together."
Mu Yiran stretched out his long legs, came to him calmly, raised his hand, and gently covered his soft and fluffy head like cat hair: "That's it."
Everyone has chosen their own door, and without knowing the rules of death selection, everyone may die tonight.
The old members, who have lived and died many times, have already taken it easy and sat by the door one after another.
Wei Dong even took out his mobile phone and took a selfie, euphemistically saying that he wanted to take a handsome photo of himself. Ke Xun said that you are so fat as a puppet, you are a handsome dog. Wei Dong said that Keji, who can't sing "Learn to Meow", is not a good gay, so give my brother one...
Under the amusing chat between the two of you, the few newcomers who were so frightened that they were on the verge of collapse gradually relaxed a little, and Ge Lei asked everyone about the experience of the previous paintings.
The old members were silent for a while, Ke Xun smiled and said: "There is nothing to say about the experience, look at us, these five cats are the longest living cats, selfish, timid, and unlucky. , Meow who is not good at thinking, no one can survive, I hope this can give you some inspiration, meow."
Ge Lei looked at the five old members, some mature like Qin Ci, some calm like Zhu Haowen, some professional Wei Dong, high IQ and profound Mu Yiran, and this Ke Xun, although he has a face. Diǎo and bad and two, but this person always seems to have a kind of heat and strength, so that you can't help but be infected by him, and follow him with courage and hope.
Ge Lei also laughed, clenching his fists to cheer himself up: "According to the film routine, the ones who live to the end are all daring people. If you can't get the protagonist's halo, you have to strive to be an important male supporting role who survives by his own efforts."
Ke Xun waved his paw: "Believe in yourself, you can do it! Who is not the protagonist of his own life, meow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw the box in the middle of the room that was used to hold the props. The box lid was opened with a "pop", and everyone was silent, and they all turned their nervous eyes to the box.
Ke Xun and Mu Yiran got up almost at the same time, and walked towards the box at the same time, Qin Ci, Zhu Haowen and Wei Dong followed closely, Luo Wei took a step slower, Ge Lei thought about it, and also followed.
A piece of paper and a pen appeared in the box, and a sentence was written on the head of the paper: Please write the name of the cartoon corresponding to the props you have.
Everyone looked at each other with different emotions, and Qin Ci said in a deep voice, "Could this be the death selection rule for this painting?"
"No, I prefer that the death rule of this painting is triggered correspondingly according to the situation of us people." Mu Yiran said, "We didn't ask us to write down the title of the film last night and kill him. Zhao Haicui is dead, then perhaps the first filter condition of the death rule is the person who did not return to the initial room after eleven o'clock. And tonight, all the people returned to the initial room, which triggered the second filter condition ."
"But Zhao Haicui was not the only one who didn't return to the initial room last night," Zhu Haowen said. "Does that mean that only those who meet the death conditions will be randomly selected to kill?"
Qi Qiang suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand and pointed at Qin Ci, with panic and ruthlessness in his voice: "You—you should think about it, Lao Tzu, which cartoon belongs to this sword! Give me a fucking thought, otherwise I killed you!"
Li Yaqing also choked on Luo Wei's sleeve next to her: "What should I do? What should I do? I don't know which cartoon my prop belongs to, will I die?!"
Zhang Lifeng and Wei Miao also panicked, looked at Qin Ci, looked at Ke Xun, and finally looked at Mu Yiran together.
The knowledgeable and wise Mu Yiran, at this moment, the prefix of the name can only be changed to Mu Yiran who has never watched cartoons...
Ke Xun is particularly fond of her boyfriend. Is childhood a complete childhood without watching cartoons? How did his childhood come to be
Taking a step forward, he intercepted the two people's eyes that were looking for Mu Yiran's help: "Meow, it's better to beg for yourself. Didn't you two watch cartoons when you were young?"
Mu Yiran: "..." The word "also"... Is this kid really protecting him
Wei Miao said hesitantly, "I've seen blue-skinned mice and big-faced cats, as well as Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf. Shuke and Beta have seen a little bit, and the most I've seen are Tom and Jerry..."
Ke Xun: "...Dare you ask if you're a cp party meow? All the cartoons you watch are named after a couple..."
Looking at Zhang Lifeng, Zhang Lifeng also hesitated: "I watch more Japanese cartoons, football teenagers, baseball heroes, tennis princes, slam dunks..."
"..." Ke Xun handed Qin Ci the piece of paper that listed all the old cartoons that he could remember, and handed it to the two of them, "There's no way to do it, just pick the one that closes your eyes, meow."
Zhang Lifeng and Wei Miao also knew that they couldn't force others to be difficult, and their eyes fell on the paper blankly.
Ke Xun looked at the two dragon horns on Wei Miao's head, who was trembling slightly in front of him, then looked at the piece of paper with the cartoon's name on it, and suddenly said, "There shouldn't be many dragons in the old cartoons, only However, because it's been too long, Brother Qin and I can't remember the contents clearly, so we can't be sure whether there is really a dragon in any cartoon, but I have a way that is not a way, if you don't regret putting yourself Your life is in the hands of other cats, then I'll help you choose."
Wei Miao hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded with difficulty. After all, if she was allowed to choose by herself, she would really have no clue.
Ke looked for Luo Wei and asked for a piece of paper, divided the paper into small pieces, and then wrote the name of a cartoon on each piece: "These cartoons are all cartoons that are suspected to have the character of a dragon, but I can't guarantee that there is, and I can't guarantee that there is a real counterpart to you in these titles, and now I can only use a dead meow as a living meow doctor - my intuition has always been accurate, and my luck has always been very good, Now I make these papers into signatures, and then draw one out of them intuitively, whichever one you choose will be used, dare you?"
Wei Miao said with a bitter face, "You draw one first, and I'll take a look."
Ke Xun stared at the signed notes for a while, and finally took out one of them, unfolded it, and saw that it read: "Nezha Nao Hai".
"How is it, meow?" Ke Xun looked at Wei Miao.
Wei Miao hesitated again and again, and did not speak for a long time.
Ke Xun ignored him and took the lead in writing down his corresponding cartoon title on the paper in the box.
Mu Yiran, Wei Dong and Zhu Haowen followed, but Qi Qiang still pointed at Qin Ci with his sword, forcing Qin Ci to give him the title of the cartoon.
"There are quite a few cartoons with swords as props," Qin Ci looked at him helplessly, "Even in 'Nezha Nao Hai', there are swords, I vaguely remember that the snake spirit in the gourd baby also used swords, and Cartoons with ancient backgrounds such as Xiyue Qitong", "Havoc in Heaven", etc. may have such props, but I really can't remember the details, and there is no way to give you an exact answer, even if I am under pressure If I tell you a movie title, can you trust me?"
Qi Qiang also knew that Qin Ci was right, and he wasn't even sure whether Qin Ci would deliberately tell him a wrong answer under his coercive circumstances.
The flesh on Qi Qiang's face twitched, and sweat gradually broke out on his forehead. He put away the sword pointed at Qin Ci, and turned to look at Ke Xun: "Use your intuition to smoke a film for me too."
Ke Xun wagged the tip of his tail: "Meow, do you think I have a special ability, meow? Intuition is not always accurate."
"Stop the fucking bullshit! Hurry up and get me one!" Qi Qiang was at the end of the road, and he was desperately ill and went to the doctor.
Ke Xun also wrote a few pieces of paper for him, and then took one out of them, and saw that it was written: "Havoc in the Heavenly Palace".
In the end, Li Yaqing and Huang Pi were left, Luo Wei took the paper with the title of the film, looked at it carefully for a while, then pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked up at Mu Yiran: "I have an idea, no know if it's right."
"Tell me about it." Mu Yiran looked at him calmly.