Chapter 43 Decorated Dreams

The hostess's studio is on the seventh floor.

The previous Xiaosu disappeared on the seventh floor, but according to the male companion who was with her, they did not enter the hostess's studio at that time, but just looked at other paintings beside her.

Ruan Nanzhu and Lin Qiushi climbed to the seventh floor and saw the corridor shrouded in shadows again. The corridor on the seventh floor is very long, and the floor is still covered with thick carpet. The carpet extends from the stairs to both sides, and finally stops in front of the studio at the end.

The studio is a little different from other rooms. The door is tightly covered with a black cloth. It seems that the owner of the studio does not want the light to penetrate through the crack of the door.

"Where is she now?" Tan Zaozao was a little frightened. She touched the goose bumps on her arm and whispered, "What if we went in and saw how embarrassing she would be painting inside."

"I hope she's not in the studio now." Ruan Nanzhu said, "You wait here, I'll knock on the door first."

He said he was going to knock on the door, but he actually took three or two steps to the door of the studio, raised his hand and knocked.

Tan Zaozao's eyes widened, and she heard Ruan Nanzhu knocking on the door of the studio, she said, "Damn - how dare he be so bold."

Lin Qiushi was calmer than her: "He has always been very courageous."

After the door was knocked, there was no response from inside. Ruan Nanzhu knocked again, and finally confirmed that no one was in the studio now.

"Go in." Ruan Nanzhu said.

"Isn't it locked?" Tan Zaozao said, "How do we get in?"

Ruan Nanzhu took out a hairpin from his pocket and bent over to work with a natural expression.

Tan Zaozao: "..." She almost forgot that Ruan Nanzhu had this awesome skill.

After bending over for a while, the door lock made a squeak and was opened by Ruan Nanzhu. He held the door handle and gently pulled it open. He first observed the interior structure of the studio at the door before facing Lin Qiushi. He beckoned: "You go in with me, Tan Zaozao, you let the wind out at the door, and call us if there is any movement."

Tan Zaozao nodded obediently.

Lin Qiushi stepped forward and entered the studio with Ruan Nanzhu.

The studio is not big, and the lighting conditions are very bad. The windows are tightly covered with black curtains. We can only rely on the small lamp overhead, which is not very bright. It takes a lot of effort to see the situation in the room.

On the easel in the middle of the studio is a painting covered with cloth. The whole room is filled with a strange smell of paint.

Ruan Nanzhu has always done things simply, and went to the easel and lifted the curtain directly.

After the curtain was lifted, an unfinished painting was revealed. Lin Qiushi was stunned when he saw the painting: "This is..."

"The last supper." Ruan Nanzhu said.

At first glance, this painting really looks a bit like the Last Supper. It depicts a group of people attending a dinner party at a long table, but if you look closely, you will find that the people attending the dinner are not the twelve disciples of Christ, but the twelve disciples of Christ. It's them. That's right, they were the ones who entered the door.

There was Ruan Nanzhu, Lin Qiushi, and Tan Zazao. They were sitting at the long table, either eating food with their heads down, or talking to others in a low voice.

It would be fine if it was just like that, but the characters in the painting almost had no faces. Lin Qiushi could only tell from the clothes that the people in the painting were them.

"Her face is drawn." Ruan Nanzhu pointed to a girl in the corner, "She is Xiaosu."

Lin Qiushi also saw the picture Ruan Nanzhu said. In the corner of the long table, a girl's face was drawn, but her face was not the pleasure and relaxation of eating, but an indescribable fear, even if it was transparent. Looking at the canvas, Lin Qiushi could feel the breath of despair.

Apart from this painting, there was nothing special in the whole studio. After checking around, Ruan Nanzhu didn't dare to waste any time in it. He took Lin Qiushi out of the room and locked the door.

Seeing them coming out, Tan Zaozao quickly asked them what they saw inside.

"A painting." Lin Qiushi said, "a painting in which we are having dinner." He then described the special situation in the painting, and Tan Zaozao swallowed after listening to it, and said in a trembling voice, "That little boy Su, was it really put into the painting?"

"Well." Ruan Nanzhu said, "It should be like this, I want to go to the sixth floor to see."

"Go." Lin Qiushi said.

The special place on the sixth floor is the unfinished exhibition room where the housekeeper told them not to go.

As the name suggests, that place should be the place to put paintings that haven't been painted yet. Ruan Nanzhu quickly found the room on the sixth floor, easily unlocked the door, and went in with Lin Qiushi.

The environment of the unfinished exhibition room is slightly better than that of the studio, at least the windows are not covered with black cloth, and the room is very spacious.

It was filled with dense paintings. Lin Qiushi looked at a few of them and found that there were unfinished areas. Most of the paintings were left empty.

Ruan Nanzhu's observation ability is always strong, his eyes swept through hundreds of paintings, he quickly found what he wanted, and called out to Lin Qiushi who was still looking: "Qiu Shi. "

Lin Qiushi walked behind Ruan Nanzhu and saw something that attracted Ruan Nanzhu's attention. When he saw the painting that Ruan Nanzhuzhi was pointing at, Lin Qiushi felt a chill rushed towards his back. He was silent for a while and whispered, "This is my... bedroom?"

"Yes." Ruan Nanzhu said, "your bedroom."

The structure is exactly the same, and even the scenery outside the window is the same. The painting in front of me clearly depicts Lin Qiushi's bedroom. The door of his bedroom was open, and the floor was stained with conspicuous water stains, just like the horrific situation that night-but this part of the painting was also missing, and this part was near the door, as if it was reserved for Lin Qiushi himself. down.

"If you didn't recognize that Tan Zaozao was fake that night." Ruan Nanzhu looked at the painting and recounted the terrifying facts in a very calm tone, "You probably filled in this piece."

Lin Qiushi: "... um."

Ruan Nanzhu said: "This painting is interesting, and I don't know if I can take it out." Although he said so, he didn't mean to touch the painting with his hands, but turned around and said, "Let's go, it's almost done. ."

Lin Qiushi said, "Do you remember the paintings inside?"

Ruan Nanzhu said, "Probably."

Ruan Nanzhu basically remembered it. Sure enough, he and Lin Qiushi went out and explained: "It's useless to remember. The scenes of these paintings include almost every corner of the castle, which cannot be avoided."

Lin Qiushi sighed.

"Be careful, it's not a big problem." Ruan Nanzhu said, "After all, it is a low-level door, and the death conditions are still relatively harsh."

Tan Zaozao muttered that it was harsh, if it were her that night, she might be five meters tall. In that case, who can calmly identify the abnormal situation around her.

Ruan Nanzhu glanced at her, comforted her rarely, and said, "Don't worry, if you become a painting..."

Tan Zaozao said eagerly, "Will you rescue me?"

Ruan Nanzhu said: "We will definitely live with your last wish so that you can go more peacefully."

Tan Zaozao: "..." was not comforted to thank you.

They went to two places and it was almost dinner time when they came downstairs.

Everyone appeared in the restaurant and started to eat. After the meal, Lin Qiushi found that there was one person missing, and only seven people were sitting at the long table.

"Is there another person?" Lin Qiushi asked everyone.

"He said he wasn't feeling well," someone replied. "Rest in the room."

Lin Qiushi: "Aren't you coming for dinner?"

The man said, "I don't know... I'll check it out later."

Lin Qiushi hummed.

This ancient castle is too big, and everyone is scattered, so we can only determine the number of people when eating to see if there is any situation.

The person who answered Lin Qiushi's question also seemed a little uneasy. He left in a hurry after eating half of the meal. After a few minutes, he returned with a pale face and said tremblingly, "He, he's gone, and he's not in the room either."

Everyone fell into silence.

"Have you looked around?" Lin Qiushi said, "the corridor and toilet nearby..."

"I found it." The man said, "No response."

Ruan Nanzhu wiped his mouth: "Is there anything in the room, such as paintings?"

The man said: "...I didn't pay attention to this."

"Let's take a look together." Ruan Nanzhu said.

The man looked at Ruan Nanzhu and nodded gratefully. It seemed that he was too afraid to go alone.

The group left the restaurant and went to the missing person's room. As soon as Lin Qiushi entered the room, he smelled the unpleasant smell of water. There is no doubt that the owner of this room is very likely to have experienced the same thing as him, but that person's luck is not as good as his.

"There should have been a painting here." Ruan Nanzhu glanced at the wall, "It's gone now."

"What's the point of drawing?" With Xiaosu's example, everyone had a bottom line, and the speaker was trembling with fear, "Isn't Yang Jie..."

Yang Jie is the name of the missing person.

"It's hard to say." Ruan Nanzhu shook his head, "I have to look for it."

Everyone searched upstairs and downstairs again, but after searching several floors, they could not find the painting belonging to Yang Jie until the next day, Lin Qiushi accidentally looked out the window, but through the window , saw what seemed to be something in the bushes in the distance.

He ran to the bushes and found a painting deep in the bushes. The black picture frame was so familiar that it was even stained with fresh soil - it was clearly the picture frame that Lin Qiushi and Ruan Nanzhu buried in the soil yesterday.

And Yang Jie was also found. He appeared in the painting in Lin Qiushi's hands. The bushes in the painting seemed to merge with him, twisted and weird.

"I found it." Lin Qiushi returned to the castle with the painting.

"Woooooo..." The people who accompanied Yang Jie began to cry when they saw the painting, a big man was shaking like an electric shock, and kept wiping his tears, "Are we all going to die here, woohoo, Are we all going to die here..."

As soon as his mood collapsed, he and others began to cry, causing the whole house to cry one after another, and Ruan Nanzhu's face turned black.

Lin Qiushi also didn't know how to comfort these people, so he could only let them cry. In the end, Tan Zaozao couldn't take it anymore, and scolded him with a dirty word. Crying, crying can solve the problem? The big men are less timid than the girls.

"Then what do you say!" the man said, "someone has become a painting again!"

"How do I know what to do?" Tan Zaozao said rudely, "I'm your mother!"

Ruan Nanzhu was obviously in a bad mood. Facing the collapsed crowd, he didn't say a word, turned around and left. Lin Qiushi and Tan Zaozao quickly followed behind him.

It wasn't until they got to their room that Ruan Nanzhu said, "I suspect there is an inner ghost.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Lin Qiushi said.

Ruan Nanzhu said: "Literally, someone in the team deliberately killed someone."

Lin Qiushi was shocked: "Murder on purpose?"

Ruan Nanzhu said calmly: "The picture frame that is aimed at your room may have been placed by someone."

Lin Qiushi: "..."

Tan Zaozao shivered because of Ruan Nanzhu's words: "But the basis... How did you guess it?"

Ruan Nanzhu said: "It's just my guess now." He sat beside the bed and said softly, "I just found the time to look at the place where we buried the picture frame, there is an extra row of footprints, and the shoe size is 30. About five, not from Tan Zaozao, nor from the hostess." He closed his eyes, as if recalling something, "Someone dug out the picture frame... There are five girls in the team except Tan Zaozao and Xiao Zhan. So, there are three remaining, and two of them meet the conditions.”

Lin Qiushi said: "Is there a newcomer who came to you to form a team before?"

Ruan Nanzhu said, "Well."

Lin Qiushi: "Could it be she..."

Ruan Nanzhu: "It's possible." He said, "She is also crying today."

"Crying must be crying." Tan Zaozao said impatiently, "From here, she has been crying every day."

Ruan Nanzhu snorted: "Let's see the situation first, after all, it's just my guess."

"Okay." Lin Qiushi said, "I'll sleep with you tonight then."

Ruan Nanzhu said: "Okay."

In the evening, Lin Qiushi and Ruan Nanzhu slept on the soft big bed, and Tan Zaozao laying the floor next to her. She was used to her treatment, so there was no mental imbalance at present. How good the floor is, Tan Zaozao thought as he slept on the ground. He could roll as he wanted, and he didn't have to worry about being crowded with others. The floor was really goodno wonder! ! Ruan Nanzhu, this cheapskate! ! She remembered! ! snort!

Lin Qiushi had something in his heart, he thought he would not be able to sleep, but there was a sleeping pill lying beside him, and he fell asleep quickly.

Lin Qiushi slept until the next day, but when he opened his eyes, Ruan Nanzhu was nowhere to be seen.

What about others? Lin Qiushi sat up from the bed and saw that Tan Zaozao was still huddled in the bed and sleeping.

"Zaozao." Lin Qiushi woke her up, "Did you see Ruan Nanzhu?"

Tan Zaozao opened his eyes hazy and said confusedly, "He's gone?"

"Well." Lin Qiushi said, "I haven't seen him since we came together."

"I don't know..." Tan Zaozao was also a little confused, "I didn't see him."

Ruan Nanzhu disappeared, and Lin Qiushi didn't see him until breakfast. If this ordinary person is gone, I am afraid that Lin Qiushi's first reaction is that this person is gone, but Ruan Nanzhu is not an ordinary person, so Lin Qiushi is wondering if he has done something.

However, after breakfast, Ruan Nanzhu still did not show up, and Lin Qiushi also began to feel anxious.

"Where did he go?" Tan Zaozao said, "Could it be that something happened..."

Lin Qiushi could only comfort her: "Don't worry, let's find out. Ruan Nanzhu is so powerful that nothing will happen, and he slept with us yesterday."

Tan Zaozao didn't speak, and frowned.

They searched layer by layer and found the eighth floor from the first floor, but they still didn't see Ruan Nanzhu.

Tan Zaozao was really anxious now, and said, "He won't really have an accident, right? You didn't hear anything last night?"

"No." Lin Qiushi's hearing has always been sharp. If something happened, he would definitely hear it, but he slept until dawn last night and didn't hear anything.

"What should we do?" Tan Zaozao worried.

"Let's... take a look at the portraits on these floors." Lin Qiushi's tone sounded a little difficult, "First... make sure."

Tan Zaozao stopped talking. She knew what Lin Qiushi meant. Lin Qiushi was afraid that Ruan Nanzhu had been turned into a portrait. If that was the case... Tan Zaozao stopped talking and followed Lin Qiushi in the building to observe the portrait carefully.

They searched for a whole three floors, but they didn't see Ruan Nanzhu's figure.

Because Ruan Nanzhu could not be found, although they both had no appetite at lunch time.

Tan Zao Zao dazedly said that she wanted to go back to rest for a while and continue searching in the afternoon. Lin Qiushi saw that her mental state was not good and nodded in agreement.

However, who would have guessed that when the two of them just returned to the house, they saw Ruan Nanzhu lying on the bed to make up for sleep, and that leisurely appearance didn't seem like something had happened.

"Ruan Nanzhu!!!" Tan Zaozao whimpered and almost didn't scream, "Where are you going!! We're so hard to find!!"

Ruan Nanzhu opened his eyes and yawned lazily: "I have something to do."

"What's the matter? Why didn't you say anything—" Tan Zaozao said, "Do you know how worried we are about you? We've been looking for you all morning."

Ruan Nanzhu: "I didn't know it would take so long."

Tan Zaozao: "Huh? Where have you been?"

Ruan Nanzhu said, "Go to the painting."

As soon as these words came out, Tan Zaozao was instantly quiet. She was silent for a while before asking tentatively, "The painting? Is it the painting I thought?"

Ruan Nanzhu nodded.

Lin Qiushi was stunned and said, "How did you get in...Isn't that picture frame gone..."

"No." Ruan Nanzhu said, "We misunderstood one thing, Xiaosu is gone, but the frame is still there, Yang Jie is gone, the frame will not disappear, or to put it another way, the old frame The mosaic becomes a painting, and there will always be new frames.”

Lin Qiushi: "..."

Ruan Nanzhu said: "The person who wanted us to die used a new frame." He smiled, "Fortunately, it has been solved now."

Lin Qiushi: "What do you mean..."

Ruan Nanzhu: "Literally, and I found a new note."

With too much information, Lin Qiushi and Tan Zaozao couldn't fully understand for a while.

Seeing the appearance of the two, Ruan Nanzhu's expression was quite loving, and he said, "No hurry, you can think about it slowly."

Lin Qiushi: "..." Is this tolerance for their IQ?

No, this is fatherly love and compassion, and Tan Zaozao sadly understood the meaning in Ruan Nanzhu's eyes.

Ruan Nanzhu probably saw from the expressions of Lin Qiushi and Tan Zaozao that they were still confused, so he had to sigh, sat up from the bed, and briefly described what happened last night. .

It turned out that after Lin Qiushi was asleep, Ruan Nanzhu woke up in the middle of the night. After waking up, he felt that something was wrong in the room. Then he got out of bed and went to the side of the bed, and found that there was another picture frame near his window.

This picture frame is hidden in the night, if it weren't for Ruan Nanzhu's good eyesight, I'm afraid I would have missed it.

Intuition told him that there was a big problem with the picture frame. Ruan Nanzhu hurriedly left the room and wanted to get the picture frame back. When he was going downstairs, he saw a woman in black, standing quietly at the entrance of the stairs. look at him.

If this was an ordinary person, would have been scared and stupid, but Ruan Nanzhu was used to seeing these tricks. Not only was he not afraid, he also looked at the woman for a few minutes until the woman disappeared voluntarily.

"Fuck!!" When she heard this, Tan Zaozao finally couldn't hold back, she said, "Aren't you afraid at all? Just staring at her like this?"

Ruan Nanzhu: "What's there to be afraid of? You don't think she left first."

Tan Zaozao: "..." Take.

Ruan Nanzhu said: "She appeared a few times later. I wanted to go out and take off the frame, but I felt something was wrong." He said, "I think she is driving me somewhere."

Lin Qiushi listened quietly.

"I thought about it carefully at the time and found that all the places where she appeared were the stairs, but she didn't attack me. Did she not want me to go up the stairs?" Ruan Nanzhu said, "The only place she didn't appear was the door, so I guessed She wants me out."

"The outside is the world of painting?" Tan Zaozao said, "Is that so?"

"Almost, this is thanks to the information Qiu Shi provided me." Ruan Nanzhu said, "I found that the scenery outside is indeed reversed." Can't find any difference. However, because of Lin Qiushi's precedent, Ruan Nanzhu took a good look before preparing to go out, and finally determined that the scenery outside was indeed the opposite.

"I didn't go out, I just waited in the room for a while." Ruan Nanzhu spread his hands, "Who knew it took so long."

"You scared me to death." Tan Zaozao got Ruan Nanzhu's answer, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "You don't know, Qiu Shi and I both thought you became a painting."

Lin Qiushi nodded.

"I'm fine." Ruan Nanzhu smiled.

Although the scene described by Ruan Nanzhu was only a few words, Lin Qiushi knew that it was dangerous, and that Ruan Nanzhu was left in this world was only a few steps away.

"What do you mean by the new note?" Lin Qiushi was more concerned about this.

"Hum." Ruan Nanzhu took the note out of his pocket.

Lin Qiushi took a look and found a small poem on the note: You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are looking at you upstairs. The bright moon decorates your windows, you decorate other people's dreams.

Lin Qiushi was shocked: "Is this... a clue inside the door?"

"Yes." Ruan Nanzhu said, "I got this clue from someone else."

"Others?" Tan Zaozao asked.

Ruan Nanzhu: "It's the newcomer who tried to find me to form a team on the first day."

The author has something to say:

Lin Qiushi: On the fifth day of Zhu Meng's absence, miss him and miss him.

Ruan Nanzhu: Forest? Autumn? stone? ? ?

Lin Qiushi whispered: I'm joking...