A Crowd of Evil Spirit Lines up to Confess to Me

They no longer dared to stay here, let alone look at the things they painted, and they all went out from the stairs beside them.

When Rong Qingman was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by Gu Wuji.

"I have something to discuss with you."

Rong Qingman turned his head, glanced at Gu Wuji, seemed to be weighing the pros and cons, and finally turned around.

"Just let me hear what you have to say. If it's not worth it, I won't let you go casually."

Gu Wuji hurriedly said: "I'm definitely not talking nonsense."

"If that's the case, throw away all the brushes on your body first." Rong Qingman said, "I don't have the habit of letting ghosts hear my conversations."

Since Rong Qingman had requested this, Gu Wuji had no choice but to put the two painting tools he was carrying in the distance. In this instance the ghosts can't stay away from the painting tools they possess for too long.

After Rong Qingman took this opportunity to scan Gu Wuji's paintings, his expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything, just said: "How dare you resist the temptation of the spirit with the ghost attached to the pen, It really amazes me. Compared to all the rubbish, you're already someone I can appreciate."

Gu Wuji thought he was complimenting himself, and immediately said after thanking him, "How do you think this dungeon should be cleared?"

Rong Qingman's expression changed. He never expected Gu Wuji to discuss such a hot topic with him directly. Does he really want to say that we are familiar with each other? Under normal circumstances, he used such a tone to shy others to end the conversation.

But in fact, he really wanted to chat with Gu Wuji, and he couldn't let go of his body, so he stood there stiffly.

Gu Wuji said directly: "After all, you have also seen that the price of the paintings required by the system will increase every day... But do you feel that the things we are painting now seem to be something that humans can appreciate? That painting The value of it is not so much the value of the outside world as the value of something in the world that has nothing to do with the living.”

"Indeed." Rong Qingman had a topic, and continued: "Even these paintings can threaten everyone's life, and the resentment on them is no longer ordinary... I suspect They'll come in handy later on."

"What's more, if we continue to draw according to the requirements of the main quest, we will only sink deeper and deeper into the curse of this studio." Gu Wuji said: "I don't think the situation can continue like this, and now I have an idea. ."

"What do you want to say?" Rong Qingman raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Wuji, "This is the main task, we all have to complete it, if we fail..."

He suddenly realized something and looked at Gu Wuji in amazement.

——

Soon it will be evening.

Because of the lack of two players, everyone reassigned the room. In fact, it was just the couple who lived apart, and the others remained the same.

Unexpectedly, the relationship between them has become so bad that they have to live apart in such a terrible dungeon. Gu Wuji just thought about it and knew that it was estimated that some of the men and women sold each other at that time, which caused the attitude between them to be so fierce.

Everyone worriedly ate the food that suddenly appeared in the hall. They were not surprised that the food suddenly appeared.

On the other hand, Rong Qingman also condescended to eat beside Gu Wuji, and he seemed absent-minded. When eating, he often turned his head to look at Gu Wuji's face subconsciously.

Everyone else couldn't help but be stunned, what's going on, this Rong Qingman didn't look like he was aloof before, why is it like this now... Could it be that he has also become gay? Just like the mountain god of that copy.

Is this a curse on Gu Wuji? !

Some straight men immediately decided to stay away from Gu Wuji.

Gu Wuji noticed that these people looked at the food at the table when they sat down, so they chose to sit down, and their eating movements were already subtle from the first day. difference……

In this situation, it's almost like the replacement is halfway through, but these people don't seem to notice this.

"Speaking of which, has anyone seen the painting at the door?" Gu Wuji asked.

"We went to see it, and the painting was exactly the same as before, without any changes." One person said worriedly, "I don't know what will happen to make it change."

"Speaking of which, the fog on the third floor seems to have dissipated a little. Maybe it will be up soon."

Gu Wuji nodded thoughtfully, and after eating, he walked around the room again.

It can be said that except for the third floor, other places in this villa have been raided, and there is no change now.

As for the ghosts that were originally staying in these places, they may have already possessed these players...

"Then do you know where the last ghost left in this room is?" Gu Wuji felt that according to the number of people estimated at the beginning, no matter what he thought, there was still a ghost in the room.

The two ghosts shook their heads. Their memories were obviously manipulated by humans, and some key things could not be remembered. Most of the time, they could only act on instinct.

Gu Wuji had no choice, he had already walked to the door and turned to look at the huge painting hanging on the wall.

Obviously this portrait is the same as before, but Gu Wuji always felt that something was wrong.

Gu Wuji was about to walk over to take a closer look, when he saw a black mist dispersing on the portrait.

For the weird feeling... like trying to pull him into the portrait.

The two ghosts attached to him immediately began to persuade, "The situation is not right now, you should leave here quickly!"

"If you get pulled in, things will definitely be troublesome."

But Gu Wuji, who has entered the world of portraits several times, is not afraid when encountering such a situation, but realizes that he may be able to take the opportunity to discover something.

It's just that before the black mist came into contact with Gu Wuji, he suddenly felt a strong feeling of being stared at, as if someone was looking at the room from a strange God's perspective.

The portrait in front of Gu Wuji's face changed from the eager look to being extremely honest in an instant. Now it is extremely ordinary no matter how you look at it, not to mention the dark fog, as if he is afraid of something.

Even the two ghosts on Gu Wuji seemed to have disappeared in an instant, without any movement.

Even after the gaze disappeared, no matter what Gu Wuji did to the portrait, the latter was indifferent, as if everything that was about to move before was fake.

Gu Wuji: "??" How can you be so cowardly? Is this the psychological quality that a horrific portrait of a copy should have? Simply disappointing!

He had no choice but to give up, turned around to wash and then went back to the room to rest.

The sight gave Gu Wuji the feeling that it was actually very familiar, just like the place where he scratched the portrait before... It made him think of Jin Yu again soon.

"This world should be related to Jin Yu, but why is this portrait afraid of Jin Yu? The other ghosts are also... It seems that Jin Yu's strength is far superior to them." Gu Wuji frowned, " It seems that we need to speed up the pace, and something bad will definitely happen if we drag it on.”

If Jin Yu really came to the door, Gu Wuji felt that the difficulty of this dungeon could be directly raised by one level.

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After returning to the room, as before, Gu Wuji fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.

Rong Qingman below thought about what Gu Wuji had said to him before, and it was hard to fall asleep. Just as he was about to say a few words, he found that Gu Wuji had already fallen asleep. .

Rong Qingman: "..."

Forget it, he's used to this kind of thing too. If Gu Wuji couldn't fall asleep, it would be more strange.

But maybe it was because Gu Wuji's face felt so good to the touch, Rong Qingman couldn't help but squeeze a few more times.

What's going on, this person looks so thin, but it's actually quite comfortable to hold.

After Rong Qingman let go, Gu Wuji's face turned slightly red.

He snorted, and then returned to the bed. He wanted to lie down directly.

But when Rong Qingman was still sitting on the chair, he suddenly felt the gaze of that oppressive gaze once again.

Rong Qingman's eyes suddenly became solemn, "It's still so early today, yet..."

In the next moment, the window that had been closed was opened at an unknown time, and the curtain was suddenly opened by the cold wind.

When Rong Qingman's eyes were on the window, his body froze.

"That is--"

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...

In the dream, Gu Wuji felt that he had come to a very familiar place.

This place seemed to be in a certain villa, he was walking slowly in the corridor, the moonlight poured down from the outside world, and he could see that the outside world was a forest of yīn forests.