Duan Xu thought for a long time before, since this mission was divided into two venues, and there were people from two venues in the space of the Scarlet Labyrinth at the same time, it was impossible for this space to be established in a separate venue, after all, it would lose the meaning of dividing it into two venues.

So, he thought of the glass passage that connected the Empty Nest Pavilion and the Yingfeng Pavilion in mid-air.

Things seemed to be moving in the direction he expected.

However, when the female ghost's nails pierced the black-clothed ghost's body, spilling its bodily fluids onto the wall, Duan continued to waver.

The number of days of life doesn't last long, and if you don't leave now, when the time limit for the female ghost is up, it will be really dangerous.

But...... If he didn't just take a look, Duan Xu would be unwilling.

Although he hesitated, in the end, it was just a few fleeting thoughts in his mind.

Soon Duan Xu made a decision.

He moved to the walls, especially the ones sprinkled with "ghost blood", and sniffed closer.

Hearing this, Duan Xu's expression suddenly became wonderful.

Sure enough, it's paint.

At first glance, the color is not quite right.

To put it this way...... Was this ghost drawn?

Or is it that the entire blood-colored space, including this ghost, is actually a painting?

Both are possible, and the continuation prefers the latter.

What the two venues have in common, except for the common glass aisle, the rest should be paintings.

Liu Huaiyu entered this space in a flash, and he and Ran Ran were sucked in the moment they left the room.

Now that I think about it, they must have stumbled upon the painting.

Since it's a painting......

Duan Xu stood up against the wall, anyway, now that the black-clothed ghost was by his side, he didn't care that touching the wall would attract ghosts.

Duan Xu tentatively dipped his fingers in some wall paint, which was not corrosive, and it seemed that it was indeed ordinary paint.

After drawing a line on the wall, the paint quickly ran out.

He continued to spill the paint from the oni's body and began to paint on the wall constantly.

He's going to draw a door.

Draw the swarthy exit that just appeared!

Originally, Duan Xu was just painting with the attitude of trying it out, but when he confirmed the image of the door in his mind and drew the first stroke on the wall, he immediately felt an unusual atmosphere.

His fingertips could feel the slightest resistance on the wall!

That's right...... The right direction.

These resistances have instead become the key to Duan Xu's confirmation of his ideas.

While recalling the details of the exit gate that appeared just now, Duan Xu painted with paint on the wall.

However, before the painting is halfway finished, the paint is gone, or rather...... It's gone.

The rest of the "ghost blood" paint solidified on the wall, and it was unusable.

What to do......

Duan Xu glanced back at the female ghost and the black-clothed ghost, the black-clothed ghost had been torn to pieces by the female ghost's claws, but it still didn't have the slightest emotion, and even its gaze still fell on Duan Xu, it didn't care about the female ghost's obstruction at all, although its movements were not happy for the ghost, it had been trying to break through the female ghost's defense line and catch Duan Xu.

However, although the female ghost was very fast, and the wounds caused to it seemed to be numerous, it was retreating little by little.

Obviously, she couldn't stop for long.

Looking at her movements, Duan Xu held the attitude of trying it out, and shouted: "Madam? Can you get some more blood out of it? ”

After this sentence was shouted, Duan Xu himself felt that he was a bit of an idiot.

Although she is sealed in a knot, she is still a ghost, a ghost is a ghost, how can she communicate with people?

That kind of thing is just pure malice and has no soul.

However, Duan Xu was surprised to find that the female ghost's attack action really paused!

Although the amplitude was not large, compared to her ridiculously fast movements, she really paused for half a second!

You can't really understand what I'm saying......

At this moment, Duan Xu somewhat realized the meaning of Ye Gonghaolong's word.

Originally, he had some expectations for the ghost's response, but when she seemed to have a response, he felt his scalp tingle again.

If a ghost has a mind, is it still a ghost?

Isn't that another race, another life form?

However, that is the end of it.

Although the female ghost's movements paused for a moment, she did not respond to Duan Xu, nor did she get more blood out as he said.

This feeling is very contradictory, and Duan Xu has some indescribable disappointment.

There are not enough "paints", so what to do?

Duan Xu looked at the half-painted "exit" on the wall, and the female ghost could last for a maximum of forty seconds.

Within forty seconds, you have to find enough paint and paint the "exit" on the wall to have a chance to escape the space.

But it was only the first step, and it stumped the paragraph.

There aren't enough pigments......

Is there anything that can be replaced?

Duan Xu glanced around, and inadvertently, he saw the tip of his left finger that had been bitten.

Wait a minute...... This color!

Duan Xu glanced at his right hand, the "paint" on his right hand came from ghost blood, he dipped it in his right hand, and his left hand did not touch it.

However, the color of his left hand also reveals a strangeness!

It's like...... Your own blood is also paint?

The moment this thought appeared, a flash of inspiration flashed in Duan Xu's mind.

Right!

If this is the world in the painting, then I am also the person in the painting, and my blood can also be used as paint!

Duan Xu no longer hesitated, and immediately bit his fingertips again, this time he bit a little hard, and the blood kept seeping out.

Duan Xu dipped his right hand in the blood of his left hand and began to continue painting doors on the wall.

As soon as he touched the wall, the faint resistance reappeared.

Useful...... Your own blood can also be used as paint!

When the life path appeared, Duan Xu was also happy in his heart.

He was drawing on the wall with two ghosts on his side, and he didn't notice at all that the blood-red female ghost suddenly turned her head and glanced at him......

……

in the aisle.

Liu Huaiyu's bleeding had stopped, but she was completely unable to move now, and she could only remain in this state until she returned to the train.

But Liu Huaiyu already feels that he is very lucky, he is only temporarily disabled, although it hurts a little, but at least he still has his life.

Thinking of this, she looked at the painting on the wall again.

Ran Ran seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while, she turned around and said, "I think what Duan Xu said makes sense, our bodies are hidden somewhere, and what we are looking for is not a ticket, but our body." ”

Qin Dongxia's mood seemed to be a little low, and when Liu Huaiyu saw this, he asked with concern, "Are you okay?" Miss Qin? ”

Qin Dongxia shook his head and said, "I'm just thinking, if we are all consciousness bodies like Mr. Duan said, then ...... Maybe Mr. Chang Si still has the possibility of being alive. ”

"Don't think about it, it's impossible." Ran Ran looked back at her, "Don't underestimate people's consciousness, many subconscious minds are not controlled by the human body, as a psychiatrist, you should know better than me, consciousness can profoundly affect the body, if the consciousness dies, the body will most likely die, because the body already believes." ”

Qin Dongxia lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I understand......"

Ran Ran glanced at her and turned his head.

Liu Huaiyu, who was inconvenient for his legs and feet, saw Qin Dongxia's expression at this moment because of his perspective.

She was startled and shuddered.

Miss Qin...... Why are you laughing? 8)