Performance artists, as the name suggests, are a kind of artists who rely on their actions to satisfy their own thoughts, and they are often crazy to the point of making people straight.

I thought I would never see that kind of creepy art, but when I pushed open the door in front of me, I instantly knew that this kind of art not only exists in the world, but also that there is such a crazy performance art ghost in this Sunless Mountain.

A statue was hung like bacon from the beam in front of him, and on the top of the room was a lamp that emitted a faint blue ghostly light.

The corpses hanging from the beams of the room dripping blood from time to time in the light were nothing, of course, they were still alive, some were still struggling to get off from above, but they could not fight for the rope that hung them.

"Help me!"

The words came out of the hole where I couldn't tell if there were any lips, and blood gushed out in an instant, forcing me to stare wide-eyed.

"Don't look, get out of here."

Meng Luo grabbed me and led me to the front quickly.

"What the hell is this place?"

I looked at Meng Luo tremblingly, desperate for an answer, if what I saw before was hell, then this is probably a hell of hell, just looking at these hanging corpses, it is not difficult to know that there is a real evil ghost hidden here, and it may be behind me.

"Wang Ying, you have to calm down, forget what you just saw, we just need to get out of here at this time, we don't need to find a passage to the next floor, you know?"

Meng Luo saw that I was a little confused, and opened his mouth to say what he thought was very calm, but at this moment he couldn't deceive me, I'm afraid that even he was afraid, but he didn't want to admit it.

"I know. I need to be calm. ”

I opened my mouth to reassure myself, and although I said this, there was a different feeling in my heart, and it would be nice to have a capsule to calm people at this moment. I can rely on drugs to calm myself down, otherwise who really has such good concentration in the face of such a scene.

And there is always a strong smell of blood all around here, and I'm afraid that if you really want to forget it, you will once again be reminded of that tragic scene!

"Look at my work, it's good!"

Suddenly, a pale face emerged from the darkness beside it, and it smiled eerily. It gives me the creepy feeling that this is a weird thing.

"Who are you?"

I took two steps back and opened my mouth to ask.

"I'm not human, they all have to call me a performance artist here, you know, I like art, crazy like the toys I make with my art tools, the bones in their bodies are broken little by little by me, and then made into wall hangings and hung up, but it can also be said that there are no bones in their bodies that can support them to stand up, so I am kind enough to help them hang up. It's amazing! ”

It proudly said its crazy words to me and Meng Luo, and I was going crazy with it, listening to what it said almost obsessively, I didn't know how to say it, and I couldn't believe it, although I knew that evil spirits were so cruel, but I never thought that it would have such a perverted hobby, can't art be normal?

Finally, I think I know how great artists go crazy, because there will be a day when they can't think about it. So they're crazy, they're crazy, they're crazy, they're crazy at most, they're going to paint like crazy, they're crazy about making art that doesn't have the slightest impact on society. Wouldn't it be nice to become a great person one day?

Why, why is there still this kind of performance art in the world, they are not accepted by the artists, they can only hide in the bleak world and engage in what they call performance art, and I think as a human being, they will never be crazier than the ghost in front of them. Why is it so crazy, can put a living person into a mortar and smash bones and hang on the beams, why are they treated like this, so innocent.

"Are you sympathetic to them? No, they all promised me, and I would never force them. ”

As if reading my thoughts, he opened his mouth and said something like this.

"What?"

I was skeptical, and I would have believed it if anyone had said it, but from the mouth of the hopelessly mad ghost in front of me, I would not believe it.

"They all made a bet with me to lose to me for the sake of the Ghost Blood Tai Sui, so I deserve these works of art."

It said it was proud, as if the body in front of it represented only its achievements, and had nothing to do with anything else.

"Hehe, do you want to bet with me, if you win, I'll tell you the location of the ghost blood Tai Sui, but if you lose, then stay with me."

It continued to speak to me and Meng Luo, and the conditions given sounded nothing wrong. But what he said is too far from reality, stay with it, and say it nicely, I'm afraid that if we agree, once we lose the game, then Meng Luo and I will be like those hanging collectibles that will be made into its performance artworks by him.

"What are you talking about ghost blood Tai Sui?"

I pretended to be puzzled and asked, and at first I also wanted to know what the effect of this thing was, not only many humans, but even in the ghost world, it seemed that it was something that made it three feet sharpened.

"You don't know the ghost blood Tai Sui?"

It looked at me curiously, and suddenly shook its head very strangely: "It's a pity, you can't be a good pendant, it's better for you to leave him to me, I'll tell you the location of the ghost blood Tai Sui, we don't even have to bet." ”

It continued to open its mouth to discuss with me, and now that it had begun to bargain, I didn't necessarily want to buy it.

"What the hell are you talking about, what is the ghost blood Tai Sui that you frequently mentioned?"

Since I don't know anything about it, I'll find a way to find out.

"You really don't know?"

It continued to stare at me, as if to see a trace of superfluous emotion in my eyes, but it was well hidden by me, and although it was a madman, sometimes a madman was much more reliable than a normal person's words.

"I don't know"

I said these three words lightly, and then I stared at him tightly, and he began to take a step back a little weakly, and suddenly a pair of thief eyes patrolled back and forth between me and Meng Luo several times.

"You, come closer, I'll tell you only one person."

Then, perhaps to my eyes, it beckoned to me and motioned for me to come over. (To be continued.) )