Tao Nai looked at Mu Xiang, looked at him with a blushing face, and said with a difficult smile: "You, you have also seen fake paintings, you, you have to be the same as me, we are all fake paintings, good friends, hehehe......

"Bastard!" Jie Yu clearly realized that they had been trapped, and his anger rose from his heart, and he greeted Mu Xiang with a kick.

Mu Xiang stretched out his hand and pulled one of Jieyu's trouser legs, staggered and fell to the ground.

"Jieyu, there are ink marks on your legs!" Taunai watched as the colorful ink appeared like blooming flowers, one after another emerging from the calves of the elm.

Jieyu's face stiffened, and before he could get nervous, he saw a fiery red ink mark appear on Tao Nai's face: "You also have ink marks on your face...... Damn Mu Xiang, he really pulled us together and was unlucky."

Taunai touched her face, and in an instant she smelled an even stronger fragrance, which made her retch.

Mu Xiang opened his mouth, his jaw had been dislocated, and from his open mouth, Tao Nai and Jie Yu could even clearly see a brush hidden in it.

"Come with me——! Mu Xiang pounced towards Tao Nai and Jie Yu.

Jieyu gave Mu Xiang another kick, and the ink on his body spread more and faster.

Quickly thinking about what to do, Tao Nai saw Jieyu get down on one knee and slam on the ground.

Taunai's eyes widened in disbelief: "Jie Yu?"

Jieyu's leg has been completely covered by ink, and one leg has completely become colorful, and there is no flesh color.

His expression was painful, and fine beads of sweat kept oozing from his forehead: "I can't move."

Tao Nai watched Mu Xiang come over slowly, grabbed everything that could be used to attack on the drawing table on the side, and greeted Mu Xiang with all his brains.

But Mu Xiang's footsteps never stopped, until Tao Nai picked up a cup of cold tea on the table and splashed it all on Mu Xiang's face.

"Ahhh——!h Mu Xiang, who had not reacted at all, suddenly let out a piercing scream, his face that touched the tea was like soaked paper, and the colors on his face were all mixed together as if they were paste, and he was swollen by the bubbles, and he couldn't distinguish his original facial features.

Tao Nai's eyes lit up: "Water can dilute the ink, Jieyu, go buy props!"

Before the words fell, Jie Yu had already used ghost coins to buy two spray guns in the Hades Mall.

Jieyu's water spray gun snorted and released a strong stream of water, soaking Mu Xiang's whole body like a swollen rice paper, becoming extremely fragile and vulnerable.

Mu Xiang struggled frantically, but soon his body was soaked to rot and fell to the ground.

[Player Mu Xiang, mission failed, death was announced]

The sound of the system then sounded.

"Bastard, it's tough." Jieyu breathed a sigh of relief, then put away the two spray guns, and looked down at the legs that had recovered to their original shape, "This ink actually kills?"

"It should be that Mu Xiang first touched a certain taboo that caused the ink to kill. Do you remember what he said? He painted fake pictures. No wonder he said he wanted to stay, he probably wanted to use a fake painting to get rid of the real painting, but it turned out to be contaminated." Taunai guessed boldly.

Although the clues are messy now, they are all related to the painting.

The other players must have known the importance of painting, so it was not strange for Mu Xiang to steal the painting.

Jie Yu was speechless: "I really can't figure out what these people have in their brains, and the obvious taboo must be touched, won't this be just rushing to find death?"

"Wealth is in danger. Didn't we sneak here and take the plunge?"

Jieyu looked at Tao Nai with an indescribable expression, "Do you have to say such unlucky things at this time?"

In the 9210 live broadcast room:

[Hahaha, although it's late, I'm really in love with the way Jieyu complains about Tao Nai! 】

[Jieyu is like this every time, saying the hardest words, and being beaten the hardest! ] 】

[Hahahaha, it's okay

I'm a ghost, otherwise I'd really be laughed to death by my daughter and Jieyu. 】

Tao Nai rolled his eyes at Jieyu, not bothering to bother with him, and sneaked into the small door lightly.

The space in the small door is not large, only seven or eight square meters, looking square, there are rows of transparent display cabinets around, most of them are two meters high, most of them are empty, only one of the display cabinets with three big characters written 'defective products' is almost full, a layer of three paintings, a total of five layers, only the top layer is not filled.

Attracted to it, Taunai quickly approached, and then slowly pulled open the display case.

"Forgot what Mu Xiang looked like just now? Be careful and don't touch it." Jie Yu stepped forward and told Tao Nai.

Taunai nodded, then carefully looked at the contents of the defective products.

These scrolls, which are classified as 'defective', depict dead people.

The dead people in a painting are different, there is a minimum of 1 person, and a maximum of 6 people, all of whom have different deaths, but judging from the clothes on the painting, they are all players who have come to participate in the dungeon, and there is not a single monk.

Moreover, a defective painting of a dead person will also use his body to pose with different numbers to imply.

For example, a painting of a dead person with a finger on it will appear on the painting representing the number 1.

On the other hand, there are two deceased people, with the number 1 on one deceased and the number 2 on the second deceased.

If you take these hints apart, they are indeed not very conspicuous.

But once put together, the hint of these numbers becomes clear, and several numbers appear on a defective painting.

But none of the paintings depicted more than seven people died.

"I've combined the paintings in the corridor before, and I've come up with a picture that when a person dies, it will represent a number, from the number 1 to the number 2, and so on to kill, but I don't know how many people a painting has to kill to complete the task. Now it seems that the defective product has a maximum of 6 people, but it is still a defective product, which means that a painting can only be considered a perfect finished product if at least 7 people are killed." Taunai said.

"So, is that painting you saw in the well the finished product?" Jie Yu asked.

"It should be...... But why didn't there be a dead man in the well?" Remembering the Buddha hall he had seen on the well painting, and the mysterious man, Tao Nai couldn't figure out why only the well painting was special.

"If you can't figure it out, let's wait until we go back and think slowly, we've been here for a long time, and it's time to go back." Jieyu looked around, looking nervous all the time.

Tao Nai had no choice but to nod in agreement, and the two left the studio together.

After returning to the dormitory, they each returned to their rooms, and Taunai closed his eyes after a brief wash.

Before Taunai could fall asleep, she heard a sparse sound in the hallway outside the door.