A Crowd of Evil Spirit Lines up to Confess to Me

When Gu Wuji was about to let go of his hand to deal with the ghost, the dazed expression of Rong Qingman he was holding became poisonous. That ghost look.

But in the next moment, Rong Qingman's expression changed again. He gritted his teeth and looked at Gu Wuji, "Don't ignore me, hurry up! It's too dangerous here..."

Soon his expression distorted again, "Don't try to escape!"

The scene was simply horrific. Gu Wuji watched as he was being held back and couldn't move, and he couldn't even take out his hands to use props, and a ghost behind him was about to attack him——

Even the ghosts behind have felt that this human being is about to be killed by himself.

"I see. Is Rong Qingman being kept because he has already controlled him to deal with me?" Gu Wuji thought, and looked at the ghosts attacking him from behind, "You look pretty good. Familiar... I'm afraid you are the ghost attached to Rong Qingman."

The ghost probably felt that he was winning, and immediately sneered: "That's right. This man thought he could restrain me, but he was too naive. How could we ghosts be restrained so easily."

"But I think, if it wasn't for that painting, you wouldn't be able to deal with him." Gu Wuji said.

"What do you know, this opportunity was given to me by himself. A human being is so arrogant and arrogant, he is destined to become a scapegoat." The ghost grinned, and suddenly rushed towards Gu Wuji's direction.

The next moment, a muffled sound suddenly sounded.

Rong Qingman's body, who was still in a stalemate with Gu Wuji just now, was thrown onto the bed next to him, and passed out immediately.

ghost:"??"

Before Gu Wuji was restrained by that Specter and couldn't resist, it's okay, now a player like Rong Qingman who is still alive... can't last long in Gu Wuji's hands.

When Rong Qingman was holding him back before, Gu Wuji didn't resist, just wanted to hear more about what this ghost could say.

Ghost Qiáng Xing calmed down, "Don't think that it's great if you have more strength."

During the time he was with Rong Qingman, in order for things to go smoothly, he had already observed and careless.

From the ghost's point of view, this carelessness is just a little bit of willpower. The whole person looks like he can't be strong, and he didn't show any strength in this dungeon. It is estimated that he is an intelligent quotient. Under the circumstances, you can't be killed by yourself right away.

Thinking of this, the ghost was full of confidence, and suddenly rushed towards Gu Wuji.

...

After a minute.

The ghost was bound by five flowers. If he was a human, he would have soaked his clothes in cold sweat.

Gu Wuji was sitting beside him with a kitchen knife in his hand.

Of course, Gu Wuji didn't take out the kitchen knife to threaten ghosts or to gān. He felt that he just wanted to take it out.

Looking at the flickering kitchen knife, the ghost couldn't help shrinking, "Brother, if you have something to say, I will tell you everything! Don't do it!"

Gu Wuji was surprised by the ghost's attitude. He didn't even have time to ask, and the other party had already taken the initiative to take his place.

And this ghost seems to know more than other ghosts.

"Okay, then you can give me an honest substitute." Gu Wuji said, "I think about it, tell me what this portrait means. And how to go up to the third floor.

"I'm not very clear about this portrait, but I only know that it will appear from time to time, and when it appears, it can confuse the minds of living people, making them want to go in subconsciously, and will never come out again after entering. ' said the ghost immediately.

Gu Wuji immediately remembered the painting in the storage room, and it was estimated that Sister Yan was recruited there.

"Can't you rescue the people inside?"

"I've never seen anyone come out from there, not even the ghosts like us dare to go in." The ghost said tremblingly.

"So it is." Gu Wuji didn't even want to get close to the painting. He intuitively felt that it was not the same world in the painting as the previous copy, but instead gave people a sense of chaos... as if it had not yet been formed. Some sort of chaotic fragment of the world.

"Then how can I go up to the third floor?" Gu Wuji said, "Do you remember the master of the studio?"

A look of hesitation appeared on the ghost's face.

Gu Wuji casually touched the kitchen knife in his hand.

The ghost immediately said: "I don't remember the owner of the studio. After we came back as ghosts, most of our memories have been lost. We only know that we help ordinary living people to paint, and we will be able to occupy their bodies and leave here at the end. , and those living people will become ghosts in this studio in our place!"

"I didn't expect this person I met to be so cunning and seized my weakness, so I had to pretend that he was restrained and stopped resisting."

"Is that so..." Gu Wuji nodded.

"As for the third floor, I vaguely know that as long as the painting at the door of the first floor is complete, the entrance to the third floor will be opened," said the ghost.

"What?" Gu Wuji did not expect that the condition for entering the third floor was actually this, "How can the painting be complete?"

"Although I don't remember anything else. But I know this very well. It seems to be the last painting of the owner of this villa. He wants to complete the most perfect painting here, but

At the end of the painting, I was unable to write because I couldn't find an ideal model to refer to..."

Gu Wuji spit it out, wouldn't the owner of this villa also be Jin Yu? !

But he always felt that although the portrait at the door was not bad, it was always a bit worse than Jin Yu's...

At this moment, Rong Qingman frowned and finally woke up. After seeing the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

Chapter 105 The Eighth Dungeon

Back in time not too long ago.

Rong Qingman was sitting next to the room and was about to fall asleep when he suddenly saw a blood-red scene behind the window that was opened for no reason.

It was just like another world. The next moment, when the uncomfortable gaze reached its extreme, a pair of huge black and white eyes suddenly appeared in the red world.

Rong Qingman was stunned on the spot, clearly facing such a danger, he should take out the props at this time, but for some reason, he couldn't move.

And the huge eyes were looking at the location of their room. When the cold eyes stared at him, Rong Qingman unknowingly felt that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Fortunately, the eyes didn't stay for a long time, and they swept to the next room, as if looking for someone, and Rong Qingman was obviously not the one he was looking for, so he was just ignored.

Not long after, the eyes disappeared directly, and the fog covered the position where the eyes originally appeared.

"What the hell is going on here, what are those eyes? It's the sight we feel these days... Who is it looking for? If it finds that person, what will happen?"

Rong Qingman's face turned pale, he felt that his exploration in this villa for the past two days seemed to be of no use at this moment, and there was no mention of such monsters in this dungeon at all.

"Fortunately, this monster has no killing intent on passersby, otherwise I would definitely be in trouble."

Then he saw the position of the window frame, and immediately realized that the window had become a painting at some point.

"Is this the owner's painting? He actually has such an ability. It seems that he should be more careful."

A person like Rong Qingman who was about to enter the advanced dungeon certainly wouldn't back down because of this. He immediately got up and walked to the window to take a closer look, but the moment he took a step, he suddenly felt a drowsy feeling in his mind. The body seems to be out of its own control.

Even in the next instant, the ghost of the copy that was originally suppressed by him suddenly appeared.

"Damn, this portrait actually..."

To know the will of a person who can control his strength, that is not something that ordinary ghosts can do, at least it is an existence above high-level ghosts!

This mid-level dungeon is really not easy, and there are ghosts at the level of ghost kings...

Under that strong fascination, Rong Qingman no longer had any extra energy to think about other things, and only the painting in front of him was left in his eyes, and all he thought about was entering that world. .

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Rong Qingman woke up, but he couldn't remember exactly what he saw by the window before he fell into a coma. That memory seemed to disappear out of thin air. But he suddenly remembered that when he couldn't control his body, the good man Sun Shi came to save him.

He suddenly widened his eyes, and when he faintly saw two shadows in the room, he remembered what happened before, and suddenly sat up, "Sun Shi, hurry up—"