[What happened?] I don't understand. ]

[I don't understand either.] ]

[Yes, I didn't draw roses.] ]

[Isn't there something wrong?] ]

[Something goes wrong.] ]

[Can't figure it out.] ]

[I can't figure it out either.] ]

[Thankfully, Niman has someone to help.] ]

[……]

Just when everyone was confused, Su Lingling and Lu Shi suddenly stopped at the same time and took a few steps back.

Su Lingling said: "She ran away. ”

Su Fuqing and Niman looked up, and there was no one on the overly bloody painting.

That's it.

"How's her strength?" Su Fuqing asked.

"It's not particularly strong, but it's hard to entangle, she should run into other paintings." Su Lingling said.

Hearing this, players couldn't help but look at their own paintings.

But then they thought that if they accidentally saw the mysterious woman, they would probably be confused, and they forcibly withdrew their gaze.

Li Hongmian couldn't bear it at first and asked, "What's going on?" Why did Niman not draw the roses, and almost had an accident? ”

"I want to know too." Shinomiyama propped up one hand to support his chin in a contemplative motion.

Su Fuqing sighed and said, "It's because we thought wrong before. ”

"So what the hell is going to do now?" Lu Yingjie asked impatiently.

Su Fuqing ignored him, but asked the others a question: "You shouldn't have painted it well, only Niman has finished it." ”

The players didn't know why, but they all nodded.

Su Fuqing's unconsciously furrowed brows slowly loosened, and a flash of sudden realization flashed in his eyes.

"Let me think about it...... It may be so. ”

She had guessed that this mysterious woman was the owner of the manor.

But there was one thing she thought about it for.

The owner of the manor does like Roses, but it's likely that she also likes things that other vampires would like.

In other words, the paintings they like are actually in danger.

It's just that Elle and the thin man were the fastest to draw, which became the unlucky ones at the beginning.

Su Fuqing expressed his guess.

"In other words, as long as we draw something that the owner of the manor likes, she may come to her door." Shinomiyama said.

"That's what I guessed, anyway." Su Fuqing shrugged.

It's still the same sentence, she has said everything she should have said, and others love to believe it or not.

"So what do we do next? Redraw something that the owner of the estate didn't like? Lu Yingjie asked.

Shinomiyama asked rhetorically, "What if the painting that the owner of the manor doesn't like will also trigger the death rule?" Don't forget that the deity will be back tomorrow, and this is not the deity today. ”

What he said was not unreasonable.

[It's hard to make people like it, it's not okay to make people like it.] ]

[Then draw a decent one.] ]

[I just don't know the big boss, and the player may not be able to grasp that degree.] ]

[It's not been three days yet, and it feels like I'm going to die.] ]

[Not really.] ]

[Is it possible to rely only on guesswork or luck?] ]

[Actually, if you're strong, it's okay to finish drawing.] ]

[For example, Su Fuqing and Xiao Jianshan, they will not be confused by that woman.] ]

[……]

Su Fuqing and Xiao Jianshan really planned to finish their paintings.

Niman has already finished drawing, and as for the remaining nine players, some choose to redraw, and some choose to mess up and simply not draw.

"You're going to use this semi-finished product for the job?" Li Hongmian asked Fang Cardamom and Xu Rong.

Fang Cardamom lowered her head and said, "We don't dare to draw anymore." ”

Xu Rong added: "It's almost finished, it should be fine,"

They didn't even dare to look at their own and other people's drawings.

Su Fuqing filled in the last blank on the drawing paper as quickly as possible, and then put down the brush and called it a perfect day.

The mysterious woman didn't find her.

Then, Su Fuqing, Xiao Jianshan, and two other players carried out the bodies of Thin Man and Elle and placed them together.

When they returned, they happened to meet Richie.

He asked, "Have the guests finished painting?" ”

Su Fuqing thought for a while and said, "It's almost." ”

"Then it's time to get ready for dinner."

Rich followed Su Fuqing and them back to the studio on the third floor, and turned around, the expression on his face remained unchanged from beginning to end.

The players were slightly concerned, not knowing if he was satisfied or dissatisfied with his painting.

Rich just said, "Guys, let's go down for lunch." ”

The players obediently leave the studio, and Richie walks last, taking out a bunch of keys and locking the door with one of them.

Su Fuqing suddenly thought that there would be the key to the secret door on the first floor.

Unfortunately, Richie quickly put the key away, and it was not so easy to get it.

Arriving in the hall on the first floor, the skeletons had already set up their dinner.

Lance and William were already seated in their fixed positions.

The players took their seats in turn, knowing that they couldn't escape, Su Fuqing sat next to Lance.

"How? Did you draw roses? Lance asked, raising an eyebrow.

Su Fuqing hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled: "You guess." ”

"I can't guess." Lance decisively conceded defeat.

Su Fuqing turned his head and cut the steak seriously.

Lance said, "We'll find out tomorrow." However, if Xiao Qingqing hadn't painted the roses, I would have been disappointed. ”

Then you'll be disappointed.

Su Fuqing quietly rolled his eyes.

[Hahaha, Sister Su who secretly rolled her eyes. ]

[No way, Lance is speechless.] ]

[I can't even figure out what he's doing.] ]

[Don't guess the brain circuits of neuropathy.] ]

[I am indeed sick, and I have to dig a pit for Su Fuqing from time to time. ]

[Fortunately, Su Fuqing was not fooled.] ]

[……]

Today's dinner was peaceful.

Lance put down his knife and fork and said to Su Fuqing, "Xiao Qingqing, have a good dream tonight." ”

"Hmm." Su Fuqing reluctantly accommodated him.

After dinner, the players return to their rooms and get ready to go to bed as soon as possible.

Lying on the bed and turning over, Su Fuqing always felt a little unstable.

Nothing will happen tonight, will it?

"Sister Lingling, if something is wrong, please wake me up." She said.

Su Lingling: "I know. ”

Su Fuqing relaxed a little, and then fell asleep with his eyes closed.

In the middle of the night, she was woken up as usual.

In the midst of the cacophony of distress cries, she could probably make out the voices of four dead players.

Fat, Skinny, Ellie, and ......

Wait, in addition to these four people, there seems to be a familiar voice.

"Help! Rong Rong help me! ”

Rong Rong? Xu Rong?

So here's ...... The sound of cardamom!

Something happened to her?

No, it's best not to go out casually at night.

And since she can "hear" Fang Cardamom's voice at this time, it means that she is very likely to have an accident.

"Sister Lingling, I'll help me go next door and have a look." Su Fuqing said.

"Okay, I'll go."

Su Lingling came back soon.

She said: "Xu Rong is still sleeping, and Fang Cardamom is dead." ”