Chapter Seventy-Seven: Painting the Wall?

Gu Chong and Lu Qiu walked around the corridor wordlessly.

In addition to the gloomy environment of this building, there is also a terrible place. They had obviously been separated from Tang Chengyu for a long time, but they were only one floor apart, but they couldn't hear each other's voices at all.

In the whole building, there was only the footsteps of two people.

Lu Qiu was speechless, every time he passed by a classroom, he had to open the door and continue to look, and Gu Chong was guarding the door to let her out.

Soon, the two came to a room with a transparent glass window.

I look through the outside of the glass window and seems to be,

Infirmary?

Why is there an infirmary in the art building?

"Go in and have a look," Lu Qiu said to Gu Chong behind him without saying a word, Gu Chong nodded, and consciously opened the door to let Lu Qiu enter without a word.

"Click-"

Gu Chong stuck the door with something at the door to prevent the door from suddenly closing, and watched Lu Qiu wordlessly rummage through the infirmary.

The pungent smell of disinfectant and alcohol mixed together, Gu Chong subconsciously tilted his head over, this deviation didn't matter, originally he was looking inside the room, but after turning his head, his eyes were consciously placed outside the door.

Outside the door,

There is a person.

Because of the dim light, Gu Chong couldn't see what was at the door clearly, so he only felt that he was leaning at the position of the glass window and secretly looking inside.

"Who?"

Gu Chong asked, and the figure outside the door suddenly ran up.

Lu Qiu reacted wordlessly quickly, she rushed out of the door of the infirmary, Gu Chong followed, and when the two came to the door, they saw a "figure" running away.

He ran very strangely, his hands and feet were thrown apart, and it seemed that his hands and feet were very long. The body is also very thin, and from a distance, it looks like a noodle.

Lu Qiu chased after him without saying a word, and Gu Chong also chased after him.

At the corner of the corner, Lu Qiu passed without saying a word, and Gu Chong passed later.

But by the time Gu Chong passed, Lu Qiu was speechless and no longer there.

Gu Chong: ?

Gu Chong stood around the corner, without anyone around him or any sound.

He slowly retreated down the stairs and stood in the middle of the hallway, instinctively feeling danger.

At this time, my eyes flickered, and on the opposite side of the corridor, the noodle-like figure appeared.

Gu Chong looked at the other side quietly, and the other side also looked at Gu Chong quietly, and neither party reacted.

Suddenly, the figure moved.

He rushed towards Gu Chong like crazy, and as the sleeping figure approached, Gu Chong gradually saw his appearance clearly.

it, isn't this a "shout"?

Black-gray skin, a large mouth, abstractly drawn shouting expressions, but the hands are not on the sides of the mouth.

Gu Chong turned his head and ran,

What the hell, the painting itself ran out!

In the silent corridor, the sound of running was unusually harsh.

……

Lu Qiu stood wordlessly in a field of snow, yes, in a field of snow.

The wind mixed with snowflakes hit her face, and it hurt very much. The wind was as strong as a knife to chop her up here.

Lu Qiu was speechless and expressionless, in fact, from the first night when the voice appeared inexplicably, she knew that this time the blocker was particularly good at mental attacks.

Storms, heavy snowfall, and a faint rumble mixed with the wind.

Like, an avalanche.

But Lu Qiu was speechless and unmoved, she just stood in place, not panicked, and did not run around.

Suddenly, she closed her eyes.

"Do you know what this place is?" A bleak female voice appeared in her mind.

Lu Qiu was speechless and did not answer.

"This is the legendary Ice Hell, the temperature inside can freeze people's skin alive, don't believe it."

After speaking, the skin on Lu Qiu Wuyan's body really began to crack, like smashed ice, but before the blood could flow out, it was frozen.

Froze, cracked, froze, cracked again.

Ordinary people can't stand it just by looking at it. But Lu Qiu was speechless and expressionless, as if this thing didn't happen to her.

"Aren't you afraid of hell?" The woman's voice seemed to have magical power, and it was faint and quiet with the sound of the wind.

Lu Qiu was speechless and still did not speak.

"Torture in this boundless purgatory, why don't I eat you-"

After speaking, the woman's voice suddenly became sharp, and only a scream like a fingernail rubbing against glass could be heard, and then the surroundings returned to calm.

Gradually, the wind and snow stopped.

The whistling stopped.

Lu Qiu was silent, and the ice on the ground centered on her and dissolved in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Qiu wordless appeared in the corridor of the art building again.

She breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her temples.

Fortunately, she usually exercises diligently, and the intermediate world is not a monster specializing in mental attacks, she can handle it.

Just thinking about it, there was a sound of running footsteps on the stairs behind him, it turned out to be Gu Chong, he was running wildly, turned upstairs, and saw Lu Qiu standing in place speechless.

"Run!"

He let out a loud shout, Lu Qiu was speechless, and saw the slender black shadow that followed him.

Without thinking about it, Lu Qiu wordlessly took off a picture frame from the wall at will, lifted it and smashed it at the black shadow, and after smashing it, he was afraid that it would not be enough, so he took off a picture frame and held it in his hand.

It is also strange to say that after the black shadow was hit by the frame, it made a "poof" sound, and disappeared like this, and the frame fell to the ground "as soon as it was long".

Gu Chong also stopped at this time, tired and leaning against the wall and panting.

Lu Qiu walked over without a word and picked up the frame, it turned out that the "man who picks the ears of rice" painted in this painting, now in addition to the people who pick up the ears of rice, there is also a shouting statue with a big mouth open.

Lu Qiu raised his eyebrows wordlessly, and whispered:

"Painted walls?"

……

They found the doll in the corner of the second floor.

Covered in snow-white paint, his lips are a little red, and he looks very weird.

Because it was originally a teaching doll for anatomy, a piece of its body was cut, which is particularly easy to recognize.

When it was found, it was leaning alone in a corner.

Lu Qiu wordlessly dragged it out, its face was looking to the right, its eyes were dead, and it didn't move, it looked like an ordinary puppet at this time.

"Looks like it's already in its hands, Midori Yamada is dead."

In that case, there is no need to think about anything else.

Lu Qiu wordlessly stretched out his hand,

"Po-"

She plucked the doll's head, and something fell out of its head.

Lu Qiu picked it up wordlessly and looked at it, it turned out to be a student ID.

Flipping it open, the words "Sakurada Shinna" are written on it.

Coincidentally, as soon as they got their student IDs, they heard the sound of "brushing" and flipping through books in the middle of the corridor not far away.

When the two looked up, they saw Tang Chengyu and Wang Wu being thrown out of the wall.

A look of embarrassment.