Chapter 44 Painting in the Frame

Regarding the newcomer, Ruan Nanzhu seemed to be very resistant to her on the first day.

Lin Qiushi asked him if he found something at the beginning, but Ruan Nanzhu's answer was: "No, I just hate people who start crying as soon as they come in. Such people usually have many problems." He said After finishing this sentence, he glanced at Lin Qiushi with great satisfaction and smiled, "I like it very much if you don't like to ask why."

Lin Qiushi: "..." Should he be thankful for his lack of curiosity?

Yang Meishu is the name of the newcomer this time. Perhaps her biggest mistake was to pretend to be new and started crying non-stop as soon as she entered the door, which caused Ruan Nanzhu's disgust. If she changed her way of pretending to be cute, she might still have a chance to get close to Ruan Nanzhu - just like Xu Jin in the previous world.

"Didn't you say that there is only one clue for each door?" Tan Zaozao was a little puzzled after reading the note in Lin Qiushi's hand, "Then what is the situation of this note."

"Not necessarily, it's just that such a situation is rare." Ruan Nanzhu explained, "I have encountered it a few times. I don't know why there are two notes. Maybe it triggered some special events. Conditions?" He held the note, thinking, "Or... the person with the note is more special." Of course, these are all his guesses, and none of them can be confirmed at present.

"How is Yang Meishu now?" Lin Qiushi said, "Does she know that you discovered her identity?"

Ruan Nanzhu smiled: "I don't know for now, but I will know soon." He said in a relaxed tone, "I hope she will still be alive when she finds out."

Lin Qiushi: "..." He saw an obvious malice in Ruan Nanzhu's eyes.

...

The night was like water, Yang Meishu was lying on the bed.

Today, the beautiful man didn't come to the cafeteria to eat with everyone. It seems that her plan worked. Who told him not to bring her? Yang Meishu thought regretfully that she had a good impression of him, and he could have out alive.

Two people have died now, but they are still far from Yang Meishu's ultimate goal, but she is not in a hurry, because everything is under her control. As long as the people in the door are killed one by one, according to the rules of the door, then she will be invincible in the door. At that time, whether you want to find the door or the key, things can be easily solved.

As for the requirement not to kill people in the door - those who died want revenge, at least they have to know who the enemy is, but it's a pity that they died unjustly, and they became ghosts and didn't understand how they died, let alone revenge.

Thinking of this, Yang Meishu smiled with satisfaction. She hummed a song, looked at the ceiling, and fell into a deep sleep.

Tick, tick.

There were cold water droplets on Yang Meishu's face, she opened her eyes, and her sleepy eyes found a dark water stain on top of her head. The water stains smeared on the snow-white ceiling, and the transparent water droplets fell on her cheeks little by little.

Yang Meishu woke up instantly. She got up from the bed and found that the window, which had been closed, was wide open, and the cold wind mixed with rain poured in through the window.

Yang Meishu was shivered by the wind. She walked to the bed and tried to close the window, but saw a black figure by the window.

It was a woman who was wearing a long black dress and a black hat. She raised her head slightly and stared at Yang Meishu's location with dark eyes. Against the background of the black clothes, her face became even paler, as if soaked by rain. corpse.

"Ah!!!" Frightened by this scene, Yang Meishu took a few steps back, and cold sweat broke out all over her body. Tick, tick, the water stains on the ceiling became more and more obvious, and Yang Meishu's hair became wet. She suddenly remembered something, a stride rushed to the bedside table, picked up the bag she was carrying, and began to rummage.

No, no—the things that were supposed to be inside disappeared, and the cold sweat on Yang Meishu’s back became more and more, and she finally broke down and cried out, “Where is the note, where is my note—”

There was no note, nothing, and the most important clue was gone. Yang Meishu was shaking like a sieve. She raised her head stiffly and saw that the water stains on the ceiling had formed the shape of a person.

Shocked by this scene, Yang Meishu got up and tried to rush out of the room, but when she walked to the door and tried to turn the handle, she found that the handle was locked.

"Help - is there anyone, help -" Yang Meishu began to scream miserably, she watched the water stains on the ceiling begin to twist, as if trying to break free from above, she seemed crazy Had to knock on the door, trying to get out of the house.

"Help me, help me—" The choking smell of water filled his nostrils, and Yang Meishu began to cry, tasting despair for the first time.

She looked around and found that at some point, the original landscape picture in her house had turned into a bizarre figure. The woman in the figure was seven or eight similar to the hostess of the castle, almost a self-portrait of the hostess. .

"Ahhhh..." Fear defeated Yang Meishu, she rushed to the portrait desperately, picked up the fruit knife placed beside her at will, and began to stab the portrait in front of her with force. One knife, two knives, three knives... The expressionless girl in the rain smashed into pieces, Yang Meishu breathed heavily, and finally put down the sharp weapon in her hand.

"I'm not afraid of you." Yang Meishu said to herself, "I'm not afraid of you..."

However, the next second, when she looked at the edge of the window again, she was stunned.

I saw the woman who was supposed to be under the window, but now appeared by her window, her tall body cast a black shadow indifferently, shrouding Yang Meishu inside, the woman's hand, holding a pair of black picture frames , that frame looks familiar to Yang Meishu - it's the black frame she used to kill people.

"No no no!!" At this moment, Yang Meishu finally understood, she looked around in horror, trying to find the frame that framed her, but it was too late.

The woman walked in front of her, raised the picture frame in her hand, and smashed it down heavily towards her.

"Ahhhhh!!" Unlike Xiao Su, who lost consciousness, Yang Meishu was not directly put into the painting. The frame seemed to be a sharp weapon, breaking open the skin and flowing out bright red blood.

Yang Meishu turned around and tried to escape, but the strength in her body began to drain. She lay on the ground, her eyes fixed on the fragmented painting that she had pierced in front of her.

Finally, darkness enveloped everything, and Yang Meishu closed her eyes.

Even when she died, she didn't understand what caused her death.

...

Lin Qiushi slept well that night, and Ruan Nanzhu also woke up early. He seemed to be in a good mood, and asked Lin Qiushi with a smile.

"Good morning." Lin Qiushi stroked his messy hair, "Are you in a good mood?"

"Of course." Ruan Nanzhu glanced at the time, "I can't wait to have breakfast."

Lin Qiushi didn't take Ruan Nanzhu's words at ease, he just thought he was hungry, but Tan Zaozao looked thoughtful.

Then the three of them went to the restaurant together. Ruan Nanzhu found a place to sit down and began to look around, as if looking for something.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Qiushi, who was eating bread, asked him.

"I'm looking at people." Ruan Nanzhu said, "It seems that one is missing."

There is indeed one less, and the newcomer in Ruan Nanzhu's mouth did not appear yesterday. They were not the only ones who discovered this abnormal situation, so someone asked Yang Meishu's male companion and asked him about Yang Meishu's people.

"I don't know, I knocked on the door today and she didn't open it." The male companion replied, "Maybe she was sleeping."

It was originally a team from the temporary group of the world inside the door. Naturally, it is impossible to expect the other party to do their best, but this answer was too perfunctory, and everyone frowned.

Zhang Tao, who found the photo frame before, said, "How could he be sleeping? Something must have happened. Let's go over and take a look." When he said this, his eyes were on Ruan Nanzhu.

"Okay." Ruan Nanzhu nodded.

Although Ruan Nanzhu seldom speaks or provides opinions in the team, inexplicably, his unique temperament still makes him occupy a major position in the team. When making certain decisions, everyone will refer to his opinions. Maybe this is the legendary personal charm, Lin Qiushi thought.

The group came to the door of Yang Meishu's house, and before entering, Lin Qiushi smelled a strong smell of water. As soon as he smelled this, Lin Qiushi knew that something was wrong, and after forcibly breaking in, his guess was really confirmed.

Yang Meishu is gone.

But everything in the house was embarrassing, what happened before telling everyone here.

The windows were wide open, and rain poured in from outside, drenching the carpet. The landscape paintings hanging on the walls of the house were stabbed to pieces, and broken glass fell to the ground.

"What about people?" Zhang Tao asked.

No one could answer his question. In fact, everyone's eyes involuntarily converged on the picture scroll hanging on the wall at the door. Obviously, they all felt that Yang Meishu was more fortunate and less fortunate, and turned into a painting.

"Let's look for it." Ruan Nanzhu said this, turned around and left.

The others followed him out of the room and began to look around for pictures of Yang Meishu.

This matter is related to Ruan Nanzhu's performance, and it must have something to do with him, but Lin Qiushi didn't dare to ask on the spot. After everyone else left, he whispered, "What did you do?"

"I just returned her things to her." Ruan Nanzhu said indifferently, "Who knew she was so stupid."

"Where did you put the picture frame?" Tan Zaozao asked after she had figured out what was going on.

Ruan Nanzhu didn't speak, and waved to them.

A few minutes later, they returned to Yang Meishu's room again.

Ruan Nanzhu closed the door, then walked to Yang Meishu's bed, bent down and half kneeled on the carpet.

Seeing his movements, Lin Qiushi also guessed where he hid the picture frame - he actually put the picture frame under Yang Meishu's bed.

"Is that okay?" Tan Zaozao widened his eyes.

"I also want to know if it works, but I didn't expect it to be effective." Ruan Nanzhu put a picture frame under the bed, but when he took it out, it turned into a painting.

It's just that the content of this painting is messy, and people don't understand what the painting is at all. However, judging from the colors in the painting, it is obvious that there is blood.

"You can't see Yang Meishu at all." Tan Zaozao looked down at the portrait, "At least you can see the person in the painting..." I don't know what she did to make her painting look like this .

"The presence of her painting here means that she has not left this room." Ruan Nanzhu analyzed, "Since she has not left this room, then she must have triggered other conditions of death." His eyes Moved to the stabbed messy landscape painting on the wall, "She touched the girl in the rain."

"Well." Lin Qiushi agreed with Ruan Nanzhu's reasoning, "When it is framed by a picture frame, the painting in the room will indeed become something else."

Ruan Nanzhu finally said something, saying: "Fighting with people is a lot of fun."

Tan Zaozao and Lin Qiushi both laughed bitterly. They didn't have the mentality of Ruan Nanzhu. When facing ghosts, they had to face teammates who might betray them at any time. This was really not a pleasant experience.

Yang Meishu's painting was found, but if they only looked at the painting, no one would recognize that this was the pretty girl.

Three people have already died, Xiao Su, Yang Jie, and Yang Meishu, but don't know how long it is to find the key.

The hostess was still painting, but at this time, two more faces were added to her banquet map.

"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery look at you upstairs. The bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams." Ruan Nanzhu pinched the note that should belong to Yang Meishu, " We must be the scenery, the person watching the scenery is the hostess, why is Yang Meishu's notes more detailed than ours..." He seemed a little puzzled about this.

"I don't know." Tan Zaozao said, "Maybe the door she entered is of higher quality?"

I don't know what Tan Zaozao's words reminded Ruan Nanzhu. He was silent for a moment and said, "Maybe it's her way of going out, it's more special."

"What do you mean?" Tan Zaozao was inexplicable, "Is there any other way to go out?"

"Who knows." Ruan Nanzhu said.

It stands to reason that the trigger for the death has been found, and the risk should be avoided until the key is found. However, things were not as simple as they thought. On the third day after Yang Meishu died, Lin Qiushi encountered another accident.

At that time, he had just finished dinner and went to the toilet at the end of the corridor, but when he came out of the toilet, he felt that something was wrong.

The once familiar corridor has become a little unfamiliar.

This is an indescribable feeling. Although the scenery is exactly the same, Lin Qiushi feels that this corridor is unfamiliar.

He was a little hesitant in his footsteps, not sure if he should move on.

The corridor is very long, the oil lamps on the side emit dim light, and countless picture frames are hung on both sides of the corridor, but they cannot be seen clearly.

Lin Qiushi heard the dense sound of rain. The sound of rain came from the toilet behind him, tick tock, making it very uncomfortable.

Lin Qiushi tentatively took a few steps forward and came to the middle of the corridor.

The carpet on the floor is soft, the walls are icy, the picture frame is wet...

Wait, the frame is wet? Lin Qiushi was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the wall, and saw that all the paintings hanging on the wall around him began to drip, and the water flowed down the wall and flowed into the soft carpet.

I don't know when, a standing figure appeared in the depths of the corridor. The appearance of the figure was very familiar. Even if he only looked at her back, Lin Qiushi still recognized that it was the hostess of the castle, the girl in the rain.

"Yu Linlin." Ruan Nanzhu's voice suddenly came over.

Lin Qiushi looked for fame, but saw that the painting on the wall on his right hand had changed to the appearance of Xiaosu. She was still beautiful in the painting, and was waving at Lin Qiushi with a smile, "Lin Qiushi."

Lin Qiushi suddenly felt extremely cold.

"Yu Linlin, come and accompany me." Xiao Su in the painting said, "It's boring to be in there alone."

As she said that, she actually stretched out her hand from the painting, trying to grab Lin Qiushi.

Lin Qiushi was frightened by this scene, and took a few steps back in a conditioned reflex.

However, Xiao Su's arm was like a long snake, getting longer and longer, and ran towards Lin Qiushi.

Lin Qiushi turned around and was about to run, but the surrounding portraits stretched out countless slender arms, some grabbing Lin Qiushi's body, and some grabbing Lin Qiushi's feet.

"Ruan Nanzhu—" Lin Qiushi wanted to dodge, but the corridor was very narrow, his feet were caught by the things in the painting, and then he was dragged out of the toilet.

The woman in black stood in front of Lin Qiushi at some point.

She looked down at Lin Qiushi, her huge body cast a black shadow on Lin Qiushi's body.

Lin Qiushi was forced to look up and look into the woman's eyes.

The woman still didn't speak, just stared at Lin Qiushi with black eyes. The two got closer and closer, so close that Lin Qiushi could even smell the weird paint smell on her body.

Lin Qiushi was stiff, like a frog being stared at by a snake.

The woman reached out and grabbed Lin Qiushi's wrist, then lifted him up. Her strength is great, Lin Qiushi, who is 1.8 meters tall, is like lifting a chicken. Lin Qiushi was grabbed by her wrist and could not resist at all.

The woman carried Lin Qiushi and started walking towards the roof.

Lin Qiushi began to struggle hard. In the face of the woman's terrifying power, Lin Qiushi was like a six-year-old child. There was no room for resistance. He was dragged up the stairs by the woman and headed towards the top of the building.

He is dying! He is dying! ! For the first time, Lin Qiushi felt the breath of death so clearly. He had a strong premonition that he was approaching death step by step. As long as he reached the top of the building, he would be dead!

"Fuck!" The rare swear words, Lin Qiushi firmly grabbed the handrail of the stairs next to him, he didn't understand why he was suddenly dragged into the world in the painting, not according to Ruan Nanzhu, as long as he was not painted It's okay to frame it... Could it be... there are other frames they haven't found?

The armrest was full of water stains, and Lin Qiushi couldn't hold it at all. Facing his dying struggle, the woman's face still showed no expression. She grabbed him and started to exert force. Lin Qiushi was soon unable to support it and was carried by the woman. Keep going.

There was no way out, Lin Qiushi smiled bitterly in his heart.

However, just when he was about to give up, Lin Qiushi heard a crisp sound of glass, the picture in front of him began to shatter and twist, and the figure of the woman began to blur.

"Lin Qiushi—" This is Tan Zaozao's crying voice, "You come back—"

"Lin Qiushi!" Ruan Nanzhu was also calling his name.

Lin Qiushi tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't do it.

Finally, the sound of broken glass became clearer, and the light began to sting Lin Qiushi's eyes. He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw Tan Zaozao, who was terrified, and Ruan Nanzhu, who frowned.

"What happened to me?" Lin Qiushi asked.

"You almost died" Tan Zaozao's voice was terrified, "If it wasn't for Ruan Nanzhu's discovery..."

Lin Qiushi lowered his head and found himself lying in the toilet next to a broken mirror.

"I seem to have been caught by her into the world of the painting." Lin Qiushi was a little confused, "But isn't there no picture frame?" Yang Meishu died, so there should be no picture frame, so why does he still...

"How can a painter who does not have a picture frame? Yang Meishu's picture frame is not provided by her." Ruan Nanzhu was helpless, "I thought it was common sense..."

Lin Qiushi: "..." This is actually common sense, I'm sorry, it's really difficult for his IQ to survive inside the door,

Tan Zaozao cried quietly beside him.

"But I don't blame you for this." Ruan Nanzhu said, "Who knew that thing was so smart." He pointed to the broken mirror in front of him, "Look at it."

Lin Qiushi looked up and found that there was actually a black picture frame behind the broken mirror, and the mirror turned out to be a double-sided mirror, which meant that everyone who looked in the mirror was framed by the picture frame.

Lin Qiushi's expression was distorted: "Is it this or all mirrors..."

Ruan Nanzhu shrugged: "This is her castle, what do you think?"

Lin Qiushi: "So Yang Meishu is actually superfluous—"

Ruan Nanzhu: "Not only Yang Meishu, but even me." He said, "What did you do in it just now? How did you enter the painting?"

Lin Qiushi: "I just took a few steps down the corridor..."

Ruan Nanzhu: "The next time you encounter such a thing, stand still and don't move."

Lin Qiushi covered his head and sighed. He really felt that these things were unstoppable, and he suddenly remembered something: "How do you know where I am? After I enter the frame, can I still be rescued?"

Ruan Nanzhu didn't speak when he heard the words, but just reached out and gently pinched Lin Qiushi's earlobe: "Fate."

Lin Qiushi suddenly realized that it was Ruan Nanzhu who played a role in his earrings.

"What do I do now." Tan Zaozao was at a loss, "If there are picture frames behind the mirror, aren't we all objects that she would kill if she wanted to?"

Ruan Nanzhu shook his head: "Impossible, this is not a high-level sect, the conditions for killing are actually very harsh, and it will not be easy to destroy the group." He calculated, "You did not find that every time she pulls a person into the painting Can I pull the second one after a while?"

Tan Zaozao: "So...?"

Ruan Nanzhu: "So should we try to get the key out?"

Tan Zaozao looked at Ruan Nanzhu suspiciously: "What do you mean by getting the key out?"

Ruan Nanzhu: "You said that if I set her painting on fire while she couldn't kill..."

Hearing Ruan Nanzhu's words, Tan Zaozao and Lin Qiushi's expressions were distorted.

Tan Zaozao said in horror: "Ruan Nanzhu, don't test on the edge of death, okay?"

Ruan Nanzhu: "Oh, I was just joking."

Lin Qiushi and Tan Zaozao both showed expressions of disbelief, but Ruan Nanzhu's tone didn't seem like a joke at all.

The author has something to say:

Ruan Nanzhu took out the lighter: I'm really joking...

hostess:????

Lin Qiushi: Are you so happy when you peel it off...