MTL - Kaleidoscope of Death-Chapter 44 Picture in picture frame

Regarding the newcomer, Minnan Candle seems to be very resistant to her on the first day.

Lin Qiu-Shi asked him if he had discovered what he had in the beginning. Who knows that the answer to Minnan's candle is: "I didn't find it. I just hated people who started crying when I came in. Such people usually have a lot of problems." He said After finishing this sentence, I was very satisfied with seeing Lin Qiu-Shi and smiled. "You don't like to ask why, I like it very much."

Lin Qiu Shi: "..." He should thank him for his lack of curiosity.

Yang Meishu is the name of this newcomer. Her biggest mistake, perhaps to pretend to be new, began to cry as soon as she entered the door, causing the disgust of the candle. If she chooses a new method, she may have a chance to get close to the candlestick – just like Xu Wei from the last world.

“Isn’t there to say that there is only one clue for each door?” Tan Zao jujube after reading the note on Lin Qiuishi’s hand, he was a bit confused. “What is the condition of this note?”

"Not necessarily, it's rare that such a situation is rare." Minnan Candle explained, "I have met several times. Why do I have two notes in the end? I don't know, maybe it triggered some special. Conditions?” He held a note and thought, “Or... it’s a special person with a note.” Of course, these are his guesses, and none of these guesses can be confirmed.

"How is Yang Meishu doing now?" Lin Qiushi said. "She knows that you found her identity?"

Minnan candle smiled and said: "I don't know for a while, but I will know soon." His tone was relaxed and faint. "I hope she will live when she discovers it."

Lin Qiu Shi: "..." He saw an obvious malice from the eyes of Minnan Candle.

......

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

Today, the beautiful man did not come to the cafeteria to eat with everyone. It seems that her plan played a role. Who told him that he would not bring himself? Yang Meishu regretted that he had a good impression on him, and he could have Going alive.

Now that two people have died, but the ultimate goal of Yang Meishu is still far away, 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, she will be in an invincible state in the door. At that time, whether it is looking for a door or looking for a key, things can be easily solved.

As for the requirement that the door can't kill people - those who die want to take revenge, at least have to know who the enemy is, but unfortunately they die, and the ghosts don't understand how they died, let alone revenge.

Thinking of this, Yang Meishu smiled with satisfaction, she sang songs, looked at the ceiling, and fell into a deep sleep.

Tick, ticking.

There was a cold drop of water on the face of Yang Meishu. She opened her eyes, and her sleepy eyes found a dark water stain on top of her head. The water stains smudged on the white ceiling, and the transparent water droplets fell on her cheeks little by little.

Yang Meishu was sober, she climbed up from the bed and found that the window that was originally closed was wide open, and the cold wind was filled with rainwater from the window.

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

It was a woman, a woman in a black long dress and a black hat. She raised her head slightly and stared at the position of Yang Meishu with a black hole. The face was whiter in the black, as if it was soaked by rain. The body.

"Ah!!!" was stepped back by this scene, and Yang Meishu burst into cold sweat. Ticking, ticking, the water stain on the ceiling is more and more obvious, Yang Meishu's hair is also wet, she suddenly remembered something, a stepping rushed to the bedside table, picked up the bag she was carrying, and began to look up.

No, no - the things that should have been placed inside have disappeared. Yang Meishu’s cold sweat on the back is getting more and more. She finally crashed and shouted: "Paper, my paper--"

Without paper, nothing, the most important clues are gone, Yang Meishu shakes like a sieve, she looks up stiffly, sees the water stains on the ceiling, has formed a human shape.

Upon this scene, Yang Meishu got up and wanted to rush out of the room. However, when she went to the door and wanted to twist the door handle, she found that the door handle was locked.

"Helping people - there is no one, help!" Yang Meishu began to scream in miserable screams. She watched as the water stains on the ceiling began to wiggle, as if she had to break free from above, she was crazy. I have to knock on the door and want to go out of the house.

"Help, save me -" The smell of water blowing into the nose, Yang Meishu began to cry, the first taste of despair.

She looked around and found that when she saw the original landscape in her house, it became a weird figure. The woman in the figure is similar to the hostess of the castle. It is almost a self-portrait of the hostess. .

"Oh ah..." The fear defeated Yang Meishu. She rushed to the front of the portrait in desperation. One knife, two knives, three knives... The girl in the rain with no expression in front of him was broken, Yang Meishu gasped heavily, and finally put down the weapon in his hand.

"I am not afraid of you." Yang Meishu said to himself, "I am not afraid of you..."

However, when she looked at the window again in the next second, the whole person was stunned.

I saw the woman who was supposed to be under the window. At this time, she appeared at her window. The tall body cast a black shadow indifferently, and covered Yang Meishu inside. In the woman’s hand, she held a black frame. The picture frame looks like Yang Meishu is familiar - it is the black frame she used to kill.

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

The woman walked up to her, raised the picture frame in her hand and slammed it down towards her.

"Ah!!" Unlike the direct loss of consciousness, Yang Meishu was not directly loaded into the painting. The frame seemed to become a weapon, breaking the skin and flowing out the bright red blood.

Yang Meishu turned and wanted to escape, but the strength in her body began to drain. She was kneeling on the ground, her eyes resting on the fragmented painting that she was tied to.

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

To death, she did not figure out what caused her death.

......

This evening, Lin Qiu stone slept very well. The candlestick in the south of the country rose early. His mood seemed to be very good. He smiled and asked Lin Qiu Shi early.

"Good morning." Lin Qiu-Shi touched the messy hair he was sleeping on. "Is it good?"

"Of course." Minnan candlelight looked at the time. "I can't wait to have breakfast."

Lin Qiu Shi did not rest assured that the candle was in the south, only when he was hungry, but it was the color of Tan Jujube.

Then the three went to the restaurant together, and the candlestick went to a position to sit down and began to observe the surroundings, seemingly looking for something.

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

"Looking at people." Minnan Candle said, "It seems that one is missing."

It is indeed one less. The newcomers in the candlesticks of Minnan did not appear yesterday. It was not only them who found this abnormal situation, so someone asked Yang Meishu’s male partner and asked him Yang Meishu.

"I don't know, I didn't open the door when I knocked on the door today." The male partner replied, "It may be sleeping."

Originally, it was the team of the temporary group in the world. Naturally, it was impossible to expect the other party to do their best, but this answer was too perfunctory, and everyone frowned.

Zhang Tao, who had previously found the photo frame, said: "How can I sleep? It must be an accident. Let's go and see it together." When he said this, he looked at the candlestick.

"Okay." Minnan nodded with a candle.

Although Minnan Candles rarely spoke on the team and rarely provided advice, but inexplicably, his unique temperament still made him a dominant player in the team. When making certain decisions, everyone will refer to his opinions. This may be the personal charm of the legend. Lin Qiu-Shi thinks so.

The group of people came to the door of Yang Meishu's house. Before they entered, Lin Qiuishi smelled a rich smell of water. As soon as he smelled this smell, Lin Qiu-Shi knew that things were not good, and his guess was confirmed after forcibly breaking the door.

Yang Meishu is gone.

But everything that the house was embarrassed, what happened before telling everyone here.

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

"What about people?" Zhang Tao asked.

No one can answer his question. In fact, everyone's eyes are involuntarily gathered on the picture hanging on the wall of the door. Obviously, they all think that Yang Meishu is a savage and has become a painting.

"Look for it." Minnan Candle said this, turned and left.

Others followed him out of the room and began to look around for paintings about Yang Meishu.

This matter is related to the performance of Minnan Candle, and he must have a relationship with him, but Lin Qiu Shi did not dare to ask on the spot. When other people left, they whispered a sentence: "What do you do?"

"I just returned her things to her." Minnan Candle said indifferently, "Who knows she is so stupid."

"Where did you put the picture frame?" Tan Zao jujube had already figured out what was going on, she asked.

Minnan candle did not speak, and they waved at them.

After a few minutes, they returned to Yang Meishu’s room again.

The Minnan candle closed the door, then went to the bed of Yang Meishu, bent down and squatted on the carpet.

Seeing his movements, Lin Qiu-shi also guessed the place where he hid the picture frame - he actually put the picture frame under the bed of Yang Meishu.

"Is this OK?" Tan Zao jujube rounded his eyes.

"I also want to know if I can't do it. I didn't expect it to be really effective." The candlestick placed under the bed was a picture frame, but it was turned into a picture.

It’s just that the content of this painting is a mess, and people simply don’t understand what they have painted. However, from the color of the painting, it is obvious that I saw blood.

"I can't see Yang Meishu at all." Tan Zao jujube looked down at the portrait. "At least I can see the appearance of the person in the painting..." I don't know what she did, and let her painting become like this. .

"Her painting appeared here, it shows that she has not left this room." Minnan candle analysis, "Since I have not left this room, she must have triggered other conditions of death." His eyes Moved to the staggered landscape on the wall, "She moved her hand to the girl in the rain."

"Yeah." Lin Qiu-Shi agreed with the reasoning of Minnan Candle. "When it is framed, the paintings in the house will indeed become other."

At the end of the candle, Minnan said, "It’s fun to fight with people."

Tan Zaozao and Lin Qiu Shi are all bitter smiles. They don’t have the mentality of the South Candle. In the face of ghosts, they also have to face teammates who may betray themselves at any time. This is really not a pleasant experience.

Yang Meishu's paintings were found, but if you only look at the paintings, no one can recognize that this is a pretty girl.

At present, three people have died. Xiaosu, Yang Jie, and Yang Meishu can find the key. I don’t know how long it is.

The hostess is still painting, but at this time her banquet map has added two faces.

"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery. The people watching the scenery look at you upstairs. The moon decorates your window, and you decorate the dreams of others." The candlestick of the South is holding a note that belongs to Yang Meishu. We must be the scenery. The person who looks at the scenery is the hostess. Why is Yang Meishu’s note more than our details...” He seems to have some doubts about this.

"I don't know." Tan Zaojue said, "Is it possible that the quality of the door she entered is relatively high?"

I don’t know what Tan Jujube’s words reminded me of the candlestick in the south. He silently said a moment: “It may be the way she goes out, it’s special.”

“What do you mean?” Tan Zao jujube is inexplicable. “Can you go out in other ways?”

"Who knows."

It is reasonable to find the cause of the death, it should be able to avoid the risk until the key is found. However, things were not as simple as they thought. On the third day of Yang Meishu’s death, Lin Qiu-Shen encountered an accident.

At that time, he had just finished his dinner and went to the toilet at the end of the corridor. However, when he came out of the toilet, he felt sensitive.

The familiar corridors have become somewhat strange.

This is a feeling that is difficult to describe. Although the scenery is exactly the same, Lin Qiu Shi feels that this corridor is unfamiliar.

He was hesitant in his footsteps and didn't know if he should continue.

The corridor was long, the oil lamps on the side were dimly lit, and countless frames were hung on the sides of the corridor, but they could not be seen clearly.

Lin Qiuishi heard the sound of fine and dense rain. The rain came from the toilet behind him. Ticking and ticking, people were very uncomfortable.

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

The carpet on the floor is soft, the walls are ice, and the frame is wet...

Wait, the picture frame is wet? Lin Qiu Shi’s glimpse, turned his head and looked at the wall. He saw that all the paintings hanging around the wall began to drip, and the water flowed down the wall and into the soft carpet.

I don't know when there was a standing figure in the depths of the corridor. The figure was very familiar. Even if she only looked at her back, Lin Qiu Shi recognized it, that is the hostess of the castle, the girl in the rain.

"Yulin Lin." The sound of the South Candle was suddenly passed.

Lin Qiu Shi looked for the sound, but saw that the painting on the wall of her right hand became a small appearance. She was still beautiful in the painting, and she smiled at Lin Qiu Shi, "Lin Qiu Shi."

Lin Qiu Shi suddenly felt very cold.

"Yu Linlin, come with me." Xiao Su in the painting said, "I am boring in it alone."

She said, she actually extended her hand from the painting and wanted to catch Lin Qiushi.

Lin Qiu Shi was scared by this scene, and the conditioned reflexes took a few steps back.

However, Xiaosu’s arm is like a long snake, getting longer and longer, and going to Lin Qiu Shi.

Lin Qiu Shi turned and wanted to run, but the surrounding portraits all stretched out countless slender arms, some grab the body of Lin Qiu Shi, and some grab the feet of Lin Qiu Shi.

"Southern Candles -" Lin Qiu Shi wants to escape, but the corridor is very narrow, his feet are caught by the things in the painting, and then the hard-boiled people are dragged out of the toilet.

A woman in black, I do not know when I stood in front of Lin Qiushi.

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

Lin Qiu Shi was forced to look up and look at the woman's eyes.

The woman still doesn't talk, so she uses a black scorpion to stare at Lin Qiushi. The closer they are, the closer they are to Lin Qiu Shi can even smell the weird paint on her body.

Lin Qiushi is stiff and like a frog stared by a snake.

The woman reached out and grabbed Lin Qiu Shi's wrist, and then lifted him up. Her strength is enormous. Lin Qiu Shi, who is one meter and eight meters, is like a chicken. Lin Qiu Shi is clutched by her wrist and is unable to resist.

The woman took Lin Qiu Shi and began to walk towards the top of the building.

Lin Qiu Shi began to struggle hard. In the face of the power of women's horror, Lin Qiu Shi was like a six-year-old child. There was no room for rebellion. He was dragged by the woman to the stairs and went to the top of the building.

He is going to die! He is going to die! ! For the first time, Lin Qiu Shi felt the breath of death so clearly. He had a strong hunch. He was close to death step by step. As soon as he reached the top of the building, he was dead!

"Fuck!" The rare swear words, Lin Qiushi seized the handrail of the next staircase, he did not understand why he was suddenly dragged into the world of painting, not according to the candlestick, as long as it was not painted It’s okay to frame it... Is it... there are other frames that they didn’t find?

The handrails are all water stains, Lin Qiu Shi is not stable at all, facing his dying struggle, the woman's face still has no expression, she grabbed him and began to continue to force, Lin Qiu Shi quickly could not support, was carried by a woman Go ahead.

No way, Lin Qiu Shi’s heart smiled.

However, just as he was about to give up, Lin Qiu-Shi heard a crisp sound of glass. The picture in front of him began to break and twist, and the figure of the woman began to blur.

"Lin Qiu Shi -" This is the sound of Tan Jujube with a crying, "You are back -"

"Lin Qiu Shi!" Minnan Candle is also calling his name.

Lin Qiu Shi’s hard want to open his eyes, but he still could not do so.

Finally, the sound of the broken glass became more and more clear, and the light began to sting Lin Qiuishi’s eyes. He blinked hard and saw the panicked jujube jujube and the frowning candle.

"What happened to me?" Lin Qiu Shi asked.

"You almost died -" Tan Jujube's voice was terrified. "If it wasn't for the South Candle, it was fast..."

Lin Qiu Shi bowed his head and found himself lying in the toilet next to a broken mirror.

"I seem to be caught by her into the world inside the painting." Lin Qiu Shi is a bit aggressive. "But isn't there a picture frame?" Yang Meishu is dead, there should be no picture frame, then why is he still...

"A painter who paints, how can there be no picture frame? Yang Meishu's picture frame is not what she has to offer." Minnan candle helpless, "I thought this is common sense..."

Lin Qiu Shi: "..." This is actually common sense. Sorry, it is very difficult for his IQ to survive in the door.

Tan jujube is crying beside the whisper.

"But this thing doesn't blame you." Minnan Candles, "Who knows that thing is so smart." He pointed to the broken mirror in front of him. "Look at it."

Lin Qiu Shi looked up and found that behind the broken mirror was actually a black frame, and the mirror turned out to be a double-sided mirror, which meant that everyone who had passed through the mirror was framed.

Lin Qiu Shi’s expression is distorted: “Is this or all the mirrors...”

Shunan candle shrugs: "This is her old castle, what do you think?"

Lin Qiushi: "So Yang Meishu is actually doing more than one thing--"

Minnan Candle: "Not only Yang Meishu, even I have to do more." He said: "What did you do inside? How can you get into the painting?"

Lin Qiushi: "I walked a few steps to the corridor..."

Minnan Candle: "The next time you encounter such a thing, stand still."

Lin Qiu Shi sighed and sighed. When he really felt that these things could not be prevented, he suddenly remembered something: "How do you know where I am? After I enter the picture frame, can I be rescued?"

Minnan candlestick did not speak, but just reached out and squeezed the earlobe of Lin Qiu Shi: "Fate."

Lin Qiu Shi stunned, it turned out that the South Anhui candle gave him an earring.

"What should I do now?" Tan Zao jujube was amazed. "If there are frames behind the mirror, aren't we all the objects that she wants to kill?"

Minnan candle shook his head: "Impossible, this is not a high-level door. The conditions for killing are actually very harsh. It will not happen easily." He counted. "You didn't find that every time she pulled a person into the painting." Can I pull the second one after a while?"

Tan jujube: "So...?"

Minnan Candle: "So we have to try to get the keys out."

Tan Zao jujube looked suspiciously at the candlestick: "What is the key?"

Minnan Candle: "You said that if I couldn't kill, she would burn her paintings..."

When I heard the candlestick in the south, the expressions of Tanzao jujube and Lin Qiushi were distorted.

Tan Zao jujube was terrified and said: "Henan candle, don't try to be on the verge of death!"

Minnan Candle: "Oh, I am just kidding."

Lin Qiu Shi and Tan Zao jujube all showed an unbelievable expression. The tone of the candlestick in Minnan was not at all joking. 2k novel reading network