Chapter 137: Aren't You the Best at Making Choices?
Xia Yang's danger is definitely not inferior to Situ An, but his posthumous photo is so powerful that it is difficult for Gao Ming to give up.
A terminally ill painter who becomes the leader of all players in the Age of Calamity with the help of the original posthumous photo given by the Shadow World.
In the movie, Xia Yang's dramatic life may be more suitable to be the protagonist.
No one can really understand Xia Yang, and no one can guess his thoughts.
Many of his actions are puzzling, such as when he learns that Takamei has seen a lot of the future and decides to kill him, his choice is to merge himself and the photo in a way that he has never done before.
In this way, no matter what the future is that Takamei sees, it seems that it will not be realized.
Gao Ming can't kill a person who is already dead, and Xia Yang won't kill Gao Ming, but will replace Gao Ming in a more secretive way.
"Talented, not understood by the world, always peaceful and gentle, but behind his back, he hunts the living and rescues children. He suffers from a terminal illness and has a short life, but he never succumbs to the arrangement of fate. Dealing with such a complex person is like dancing on the tip of a knife. ”
Gao Ming was thinking about other things, but the pen in his palm seemed to be held by another person, and a painting was quickly completed.
Looking down, Gao Ming did not copy any of the paintings on the blackboard, as if he was deliberately provoking the art teacher, he drew the sixth picture - the students of class thirteen in the classroom, except for Gao Ming, all of them were killed.
All the students were focused on the canvas, their souls seemed to be sucked out by the painting, the strange and ugly clock hands on the wall were still moving, and every minute that passed, the blood in the studio became thicker.
The blood spread completely, red paint seemed to drip everywhere in the studio, laughter from the restricted area next door became harsh, and the hands of the clock were frozen in the 29th minute.
The students woke up from their trance, and they looked blankly at the studio that had turned blood, and the panic and uneasiness in their eyes were magnified.
"That's not right! This is not Studio 2103, you look at the tables on the walls! This is 2104 Art Room! Lao Cao, who was sitting near the door, was full of horror: "When did we run into the forbidden area?" ”
Everyone was focused on drawing, and no one knew how they got into the restricted area.
Gao Ming didn't quite understand at this time, he was sober the whole time, but when he finished thinking, the art classroom was already wrapped in blood.
"It's paintings, and in the process of painting those paintings, our spirit and will have been guided by the art teacher, and we have entered her house of resentment." Zhuo Jun found that after he found out that he was with his classmates, his face was not good, these classmates were unlucky one by one, and the key was that none of them were obedient.
"Wishhouse?" Yuyama touched his chin: "Is it a place to make a wish?" ”
Glancing at Xishan, Zhuo Jun's brows furrowed even deeper.
The red pigment resembling blood dripped on the clothes, like blood flowers blooming on the uniforms of the same school.
"First of all, congratulations to most of you, students, you have made the right choice very wisely. But I also have the sad news that the fourth and fifth paintings are actually painted by murderers. The art teacher's voice came from every painting on the drawing board, startling many of the students.
"Both of these paintings were painted by murderers, doesn't that mean that we all made the right choice?" Yuyama's hanging heart fell back into his stomach.
"Both paintings were painted by murderers, but one of the two murderers was also a victim, because one murderer killed the other." The art teacher seems to be telling a very interesting story, which may also be her real experience: "The choice of which painting is the real murderer is yours." ”
Some students still haven't understood, Gao Ming, Zhuo Jun and Wang Jie have begun to be careful around.
The art teacher meant to let the students who chose the fourth and fifth paintings kill each other! The one who lives is the murderer, and the one who dies is only the victim.
"What are you waiting for? Killing your classmates and keeping yourself alive isn't that what you do best? The art teacher's voice was smiling: "Let's do it, use the blood of my companions to paint a new work, and dye my 2104 studio even more red!" ”
The red paint was like raindrops, the atmosphere in the classroom became more and more oppressive, and the art teacher's voice became terrifying and sharp: "You still have one minute, if you don't make a choice, you will all die here!" ”
Red faces appeared on the walls, painted vividly, not even like paintings, more like living people directly built into the wall.
"What to do? What to do? Xishan's big man of more than 1.8 meters sat between Wang Jie and Du Bai like a little girl, the two roommates painted the fourth painting, and only Xishan himself painted the fifth: "We don't need to listen to her, let's run away?" ”
"Run? The house of resentment is the place where the big ghost died, and it is also the home of the big ghost. Without its permission, no one can flee and go out. Zhuo Jun quietly hid his hand in his uniform, which was equipped with a special knife in the clothes of the Investigation Bureau.
"No one can leave this classroom without completing their homework." The art teacher's voice came from the drawing paper, and every student in the painting was bleeding and crying, looking extremely strange and terrifying: "If you want to protect more people, you can vote for choice, and the minority obeys the majority, isn't this also what you are good at?" ”
What the art teacher said also made sense, the students looked at each other, and no one dared to take the lead.
"Does it really have to be like this?" Xishan found that Wang Jie's eyes were wrong, got up and ran to the back door of the classroom, pushing the door panel with both hands.
"Don't waste your efforts." Zhuo Jun knows the house very well, and the big ghost will not let the classmates leave.
"Smack!" The door of the studio was easily pushed open by Yuyama, and everyone in the classroom, including the art teacher and Yuyama himself, was dumbfounded.
"Did the big ghost forget to lock the door?" A ridiculous idea came to Zhuo Jun's mind, and then he saw that his classmates were crazy, rushing towards the studio door.
All the students left the studio, but when they saw the scene outside the door, they thought it was very strange.
The exterior of the painting is not a school corridor, but a connection to the interior of a villa.
The villa is huge, with two floors and a lot of rooms, splashed with red paint everywhere.
"Another grievance?" Zhuo Jun looked at the place where the two houses were connected, the red pigments were blending, and the face pattern on the 2104 art classroom gradually disappeared and was painted with a new pattern.
Gao Sheng, who was mixed with his classmates, was extremely nervous at this time, he was very familiar with the villa in front of him, this was Xia Yang's villa, and it was the place where Xia Yang died!
(End of chapter)