MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 6 Promenade Hotel (6)

The moment the blade entered his eyes, "Gao Ming" immediately let out a sharp scream.

—This scream is actually the voice of a woman!

And from the punctured right eye of "Gao Ming", not bright red blood, but a dark and thick black liquid flowed. It is exactly the same as when Yan Mingguang pierced the eyes of the portrait painting in Room 5 before, the "blood" flowing from the woman in the painting.

This is the blood of the person in the painting.

An eyeless girl with scissors stood at the door, poking a knife in her right eye, dripping a thick, dark liquid. But for a moment, she shattered inch by inch, Yan Mingguang's knife fell to the ground with a "dang bang", and the eyeless girl gradually disappeared.

In the studio, all the messes created by the fights have disappeared, the easel is still standing there, and there are countless portraits scattered on the ground.

The door of the studio was not as open as Yan Weiyan and Yan Mingguang had seen before. The door of the studio was closed at some point, and the picture on the door was the picture of the girl with scissors trimming flowers and plants!

In the painting, the girl's empty eye socket is broken, the hole is gradually expanding, and pieces of broken paper begin to float down.

Yan Mingguang stepped forward, retracted his knife from the ground, and said simply: "Illusion."

"Yes," Yan Wei smiled, "it was not the hallucination that started in this studio, but the hallucination that began after we pierced the portrait in Room 5. From the very beginning, Calling our Gao Ming is a fake."

Yan Wei felt that there was something wrong with this "Gao Ming" at the beginning, but when "Gao Ming" let them run, and there was never "Gao Ming" in the target of the eyeless girl, Yan Wei completely understood Come here where is the problem.

When they left the restaurant, they told Gao Ming that they would go back to the room first. But when the fake Gao Ming came to call them, he said, "I'm still in the room", not as if he knew their plan.

In addition, the fake Gao Ming has always been pale, and he doesn't feel the glasses slide down, which is clearly that the people in the painting do not have the blood color that humans have. Also, the girl in the picture has no eyes, so she doesn't feel the glasses sliding down.

Yan Wei came to a succinct conclusion: "The girl in the painting with scissors turned into a brilliant look, and went downstairs and called us who were still in the room to the top-floor studio. We There is no problem with what we see outside the door, but after we entered this studio, she has already closed the door and created an illusion. So your attacks are useless, not because she has no eyes, but because the one you attacked is who she is The fake, the real her is at the door."

Yan Wei squatted down, lowered her head, and glanced at the eyeless girl fragments floating on the ground, "You said that it was different from the last time you were attacked, last time you were pulled into the world in the painting, This time it was the people in the painting who came out - I don't think it's reasonable. If the people in the painting could really come out and attack people at will, with so many portraits, we would have died a long time ago, I don't think they could be painting Murder outside."

"This also explains why, the eyeless girl looks so strong, but every time the scissors are just enough for me to dodge. The so-called game that let us choose one or the other and get our eyes gouged is fine. , and the scissors that deliberately attacked me, they are all blindfolds, just to force us to 'escape'."

As long as you run to the door, the picture pasted on the door will work, they will not run out of the studio, but will... run directly into the painting of this girl with scissors!

The eyeless girl cannot kill outside the painting, but in the painting, she is catching turtles in the urn!

At that time, whether they were fighting with hallucinations until they were exhausted, or listening to the words of "gorgeous" - that is, a real eyeless girl - and leaving and diving into the painting, they would become eyeless girls caught prey.

And only by killing the fake wise man standing at the door, that is, killing the real eyeless girl, can they really escape.

Yan Wei picked up the fragments of the portrait on the ground, observed it casually, and said: "Although the attacks on us are all hallucinations, but without you, my skill, the first time she appeared. I might be running out in a second."

Yan Wei knows very well what kind of person he is. He always likes to see people's hearts directly, but because of this, although he treats people with a smile, it is difficult to say who can really let him put down all his guards.

But the first time he saw Yan Mingguang, he felt that this person must be very reliable.

So when the eyeless girl appeared, Yan Wei had no doubts about Yan Mingguang's ability to stop him.

"Thank you very much." He said, "You are also more powerful than they thought." You have been able to deal directly with ghosts for so long, and have never been at a disadvantage.

Yan Wei didn't even see the upper limit of Yan Mingguang's combat power.

Yan Mingguang took a deep look at him and said in a low voice, "You're fine."

Yan Wei was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and then realized that Yan Mingguang was saying that he had just let go of the analysis completely.

The corner of his mouth ticked: "I don't like to be in the limelight in front of people I can't trust."

Yan Mingguang was silent for a moment.

"Alright," said the man.

Yan Mingguang put the dagger-shaped folding knife into his pocket, copied the pocket with one hand, and stood there with his back straight. The silver-rimmed glasses were still held evenly on the bridge of his nose, and the pure black jacket was as neat as new.

He fought with the eyeless girl's hallucination for a while, but he didn't see any embarrassment.

He looked at Yan Wei, his eyes moved slightly under the lens.

Yan Mingguang: "I also thank you for pointing out the key."

Yan Wei chuckled.

However, Yan Mingguang bought him time to think rationally, and he saved Yan Mingguang a lot of physical effort, which can be considered to cancel each other out.

Yan Wei turned over the stack of fragments, feeling that she didn't see anything, and was about to get up when she suddenly saw the top of the layered portraits that completely covered the floor under the fragments, and there was a very different one portrait.

—that's a portrait of a man!

Yan Wei hurriedly swept away the debris above, took out the portrait of the man, and stood up.

At the same time, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang's minds sounded the sound of the building at the same time.

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At this moment, Yan Wei felt that her physical fitness seemed to be much better than before. If it is now, he might be able to avoid one or two of the scissors thrown by the eyeless girl just now, without Yan Mingguang.

[Congratulations to the player for getting the props in the instance: a self-portrait of the hotel owner. This prop is a clue prop, please make good use of it and try to survive. ]

When the ghosts in the copy have no clear target, or when they enter the trigger branch, they become the first attack target of the ghosts. Players are advised to be careful and try to survive. ]

Yan Wei: “…”

He looked down at the footprints in the upper half of the self-portrait—the ones he stepped on when he didn't notice the painting.

Yan Wei: "..."

Stopping one foot will give such a serious debuff, no matter what the current situation of the hotel owner is, but it is too vengeful?

Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang exchanged information, only to find that Yan Mingguang only has the same first two beeps as him. The third sound of Yan Mingguang said that because Yan Mingguang pierced the eyes of the person in the picture three times in a row, he obtained the "Disgust of the person in the picture" buff, and he became the last target of the ghost's attack in the next time.

The opponent is the buff of the goblin's last attack, and he is the debuff of the goblin's first attack.

Yan Wei: "..."

Anyway, it seems that now, there must be certain trigger conditions and methods to solve the murder of ghosts.

There is no way around the debuff, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang refocused on this self-portrait.

Now the clues are constantly pointing out that there must be something wrong with the hotel owner, who is a painter. To find the "ladder", it is necessary to make a fuss about the painter.

This self-portrait must be helpful in finding clues.

Yan Wei handed the hotel owner's self-portrait directly to Yan Mingguang: "You keep it, although it's a clue, but you are so powerful, you don't have to worry about accidents. What's more I have a debuff on me, and you have a buff on me, so it’s definitely safer to let you go.”

Yan Mingguang didn't take it immediately, just looked at him silently.

Yan Wei raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "As long as I regard people as teammates, I still have basic trust. I don't worry about your embezzlement, and you are so powerful, you don't need to do it at first sight. people who do this."

Yan Mingguang: "Okay."

When he was about to take the self-portrait that Yan Wei handed to him, Yan Wei suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Wait a minute."

Yan Wei put this self-portrait on the ground.

Afterwards, he raised his foot and stepped on this self-portrait seven or eight feet up and down, and then picked it up again.

Yan Mingguang: "?"

"Since I've been debuffed for stepping on this self-portrait, if I don't step on it a few more times, I always feel like a loss."

Yan Mingguang: “…”

The weirdness of the studio just now is vivid in my eyes. Seeing that the sky is almost completely dark, the two of them will not stop here. After Yan Mingguang folded the self-portrait full of footprints and put it in his clothes, the two immediately got up and left.

Yan Wei originally wanted to see if another room on the top floor—Room 1—would have any clues, but thinking of the "Drinking cold water is stuck in your teeth" debuff that he just triggered, the sky is terrifying. It's almost dark, so let's stop for now.

He and Yan Mingguang first returned to the 14th floor.

Yan Wei thought of the two dolls with beautiful eyes at the head of the bed in room 5.

Whether it's the portraits painted by the hotel owners on the promenade in the early days, or most of the portraits without eyes in this weird studio, it's enough to show that eyes are an important factor. If not handled properly, it will inevitably trigger death.

They should stay away from this factor.

Yan Wei didn't hesitate at all. After returning to the room, he threw the two dolls by the bed into the trash can in the corridor.

The two happened to meet Gao Ming who had just returned to the 13th floor to rest after exploring. After exchanging information, they found that Gao Ming and others had been to the top studio together. It's just that Gao Ming thought it was too weird at the time, he just observed at the door for a while and didn't dare to go in. I think the "woman" with scissors in the studio saw Gao Ming at that time, and then imitated Gao Ming to deceive them.

After listening to Yan Wei's description, Gao Ming's expression was solemn: "It's actually a fantasy scam... This difficulty, if it were me, I might have been planted in it. These are all discovered and cracked by Yan Mingguang? Fortunately, Yan Mingguang is with you."

Yan Mingguang stood on one side, his eyes moved slightly. He didn't speak, just glanced at Yan Wei.

Yan Wei's eyes flashed, but he did not deny Gao Ming, but repeatedly reminded the other party of what he had deduced so far: "If you encounter a 'player' with a blank eye, pay attention to distinguish it, maybe it is in the painting Human illusions. Also, you must remember to clear the room of everything related to paintings and eyes."

Gao Ming lowered his voice: "Don't worry, I'll do it now. The waiter said that your room is the worst. If anything happens at night, you must follow Yan Mingguang closely. It's easy to get along, but even if you don't know anything, he doesn't seem to mind protecting you."

Yan Wei chuckled: "Okay."

He didn't stay much, and went to the other two rooms with Yan Mingguang to remind the remaining four. After everything was done, on the way back to the room, Yan Wei stepped forward and put his hand on Yan Mingguang's shoulder.

Yan Mingguang was half a head taller than him, and Yan Wei tiptoed slightly before he caught up. He whistled and said, "I'm a waste snack under your protection now, take care of me."

Yan Mingguang's expression remained unchanged.

Yan Wei got close, and noticed Yan Mingguang's neck, and suddenly saw a necklace.

This necklace is very simple in style and not too long. It is worn on Yan Mingguang's neck, and half of the pendant hanging from the necklace is hidden under the collar. Yan Wei leaned on Yan Mingguang's shoulder and happened to see the style of the pendant - it was a swallow that looked like it was made of iron.

The swallow's wings are slightly open, a gesture of spreading wings.

"Your necklace doesn't look like your style..."

"..." Yan Wei spread his hands, "Okay, he won't ask about your trashy snacks."

It was getting dark.

Even in such an environment, Yan Wei was still very picky and carefully wiped the mattress and pillows, and then took a clean hot shower, which was quite To sleep in the only bed with Yan Mingguang unwillingly.

No way, there are too many unknown dangers in this dungeon, and adequate rest is the basic guarantee of survival.

If it were two other big men, it would be a matter of making up for one night. But He Yanwei is a male, and there is a handsome man like Yan Mingguang lying next to him. Even if the two have no relationship in that respect, it is a bit strange to him.

If it were someone else, he would rather sleep on the ground than get too close. Yan Mingguang was an accident, this person lying on the side, not only was not disgusting, but brought a little sense of security. He is obviously a very indifferent person, but Yan Wei has no rejection or fear of Yan Mingguang.

For a long time, I felt that there was a person lying beside me, Yan Wei was tossing and turning on the bed for a while.

Heard it really. He originally had extremely high requirements for sleep quality, and in the new environment, there was still a problem with sound insulation in this place.

The night was deep.

The quiet hotel corridor was lit with dim lights, and the portraits hanging on the corridor were looming in the half-darkness.

Yan Wei closed his eyes and lay sideways on the bed, thinking about the bits and pieces of clues that were pieced together during the day. Portraits, eyes, painters... Where is the connection between these and the "ladder"? And this so-called debuff, shouldn't there be a sudden attack on him tonight...?

He thought, and heard the person beside him roll over.

"...you didn't sleep either?"

For a moment, Yan Mingguang made an "um".

This feeling is the same as finding out that no one is sleeping after chatting about horror movies in the boys' dormitory at night, Yan Wei opened his eyes and turned to the side facing Yan Mingguang: "I thought you were so big-hearted You're already asleep, aren't you scared?"

Yan Mingguang has taken off his glasses at this moment.

Yan Wei just looked at it from the side, and immediately understood why this man had no problem with his eyes, and he was wearing glasses all the time - Yan Mingguang, who has no glasses to weaken his temperament, is really it's too cold.

This man's handsome and handsome profile is full of coldness at the moment, and his eyebrows are full of fierce temperament.

Yan Wei has met many people who are engaged in dangerous industries, but none of them have such a killing atmosphere as Yan Mingguang. He was suddenly a little curious about what Yan Mingguang was doing before he came in, but he knew that this person would not be willing to say it, and he did not ask.

—”

"I'm not afraid," Yan Mingguang didn't mind Yan Wei's words at all, he just said lightly, "I can't sleep with the light on."

Yan Wei understands, it turns out that this person has a lot of things.

But he has a lot of things to do himself, so he has no right to speak to others.

"How about you tell me ghost stories?" Yan Wei said, "I'm afraid."

Yan Mingguang ignored him.

Yan Wei added: "Ours is the worst room. Maybe when you turn around, you will see a pale ghost lying between us."

Yan Mingguang still ignored him.

At this time, the clock on the wall slowly pointed to the number "12" in the sound of "tat", and the ambiguous sound from the next door stopped at some point.

Twelve midnight.

Yan Wei suddenly heard Lou's voice in her mind.

[Player permanent skills are enabled. ]

[The current state of the skill: undead state, which lasts for 24 hours, and will switch to normal state after 24 hours. ]

Yan Wei clearly felt the difference in her body.

He doesn't seem to have changed at all, but he feels a strange feeling in his body - even if he is not in any danger now, he can feel that now he... is immortal.

Why did this so-called one-half immortal permanent skill appear on him?

Yan Wei didn't have time to think about it.

The next moment, the woman's shrill and sharp scream suddenly came from next door.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”