Nightmare Attack

According to the hints of the previous paintings, the scene on the painting corresponds to the moment when the player dies. If you can see other paintings smoothly, you can find out where and how other players died.

In this way, even if you are brought into that weird rainy night, as long as you avoid the corresponding death spot, your chances of survival will greatly increase.

But there is always a deviation between ideal and reality. When they saw the next painting, Jiang Cheng couldn't help frowning.

The painting is there, but the message on it is murky.

It can only be roughly seen that it is a person, and the strong bright red brushstrokes around are also revealing the fact that this person is dead.

But unfortunately, they were unable to identify who the next victim was, not even male or female.

"I can't see clearly." Xia Qiang lowered his voice, his calm voice fluctuated up and down, and there was a strong unwillingness hidden in it, "The background is also unrecognizable."

Only then did they notice that along this wall, there were oil paintings one after another, but from the one in front of them, they were all blurred.

Check them one by one, including the Midnight Murderer, there are 11 oil paintings in total.

In this way, the remaining 10 paintings correspond to the tragic deaths of the players.

Huai Yi couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his mood became anxious. After discovering the problem, Jiang Cheng comforted him and said, "Don't be too nervous, having our oil paintings does not mean that we will surely die, and we still don't know how. ."

"It's hard to say that all this is an illusion." Xia Qiang added, "The purpose is to push us into the abyss of fear."

Although Huai Yi knew in his heart that the two of them might not think so, but in this case, he had no choice but to believe.

After all, once one loses the belief in survival, one will surely die.

Jiang Cheng stood in front of a blurred oil painting, staring at the corner of the picture. In the same position, there was also a line of small words written.

"Suddenly one day..." It looks like it should be a person's name, but from the perspective, it is covered by something.

"What does one day suddenly have to do with the script?" Huai Yi looked at the shop owner who was trembling in his arms and resisted the urge to throw him out.

"I...I don't know, I've never been here." The shop owner's tongue seemed to be knotted, and he couldn't speak properly. "The name of this script should be Rainy Night Killer." He emphasized again. , as if this were important.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng said slowly: "Suddenly one day should refer to a certain day, the specific day specified in the script, we are all reincarnated infinitely in this day, just like we have fixed it since the morning. The room wakes up until the night is forced to sleep until we find a way to break the cycle, or..."

"Or all of us as players were killed." Xia Qiang said indifferently.

This is very understandable, the players are all killed, and the game ends naturally.

The distance between paintings is very large. Standing in front of a painting and looking to both sides, only vague outlines can be seen. No matter what, there must be a distance of about 3 or 4 meters.

Along the way, the 11 paintings have to be more than 30 meters away, and until the last one, they did not **** to the end of the wall.

The wall in front of them seemed to have no end, Jiang Cheng frowned, and walked along the wall for a while as if he didn't believe in evil, but he quickly stopped.

This space is definitely not what he understands. He has a feeling that if he walks further, he will probably lose his way. Even if he wants to walk back along the wall, I am afraid it is an extravagant hope.

"Go back." Jiang Cheng whispered: "Follow the way we came, don't disturb the paintings on the wall."

I don't know when it started, and there was gradually a wind in the surroundings. Although it was not obvious, in this environment, it was immediately noticed by people like Jiang Cheng Xia Qiang.

It's not like it was blown, but something invisible was hidden around it, moving in the gray fog, and it was brought up.

After being with Fatty for a long time, Huai Yi also learned some of the essence of brain supplementation. He thought about it and scared himself, and the store owner was always cautious, his eyes were full of fear, and he kept looking around. .

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng, who was walking in the front, stopped, Huai Yi didn't react, and bumped into Jiang Cheng's back lightly. The shop owner was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

"Brother Jiang?" Huai Yi asked subconsciously.

But what Huai Yi couldn't figure out was that both Jiang Cheng and Xia Qiang seemed to have changed, standing there with their backs to him, not saying a word.

"Something happened..." Huai Yi's eyes suddenly changed.

Just when he was about to react, Jiang Cheng slowly moved his body and made way for a gap. Through the gap, Huai Yi looked at it suspiciously. His pupils gradually changed, from doubt, to shock, and finally to fear. Shrinking into a gap, it only took a short 1 second. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

They have come to the beginning of the painting.

He still clearly remembered that the painting was a half-length portrait of the Rainy Night Killer, but now, there was only an empty metal photo frame left on the wall.

On the oil painting, it is empty.

The terrifying man whose head was covered in duct tape has disappeared...

Jiang Cheng and Xia Qiang showed amazing cooperation. After a brief absence of attention, Xia Qiang immediately took a few steps to stand in front of Jiang Cheng and the owner of Huaiyi Store, and turned his eyes to the surrounding gray fog.

Jiang Cheng stepped forward and carefully observed the painting.

To say that the painting is empty is also biased. To be precise, only the terrifying corpse-like man has disappeared. The painting has a background color composed of red and black. Just looking at it makes people extremely depressing, as if being caught by a pair of iron pincers. Like a hand, he pressed his throat.

Huai Yi was surprised to see that Jiang Cheng's shoulders trembled unknowingly, and then he slowly stretched out his hand towards the oil painting.

Finally, he stayed on the metal picture frame and wiped it with his fingers. When he took it away, he actually pulled out a sticky bloodshot in the air.

Suddenly, a terrible guess appeared in Huai Yi's mind. The Rainy Night Killer in the frame did not disappear, but emerged from the frame. The viscous blood around the frame was the best evidence.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Yi heard a sound of gasping for breath, and came

Finally, he stayed on the metal picture frame and wiped it with his fingers. When he took it away, he actually pulled out a sticky bloodshot in the air.

Suddenly, a terrible guess appeared in Huai Yi's mind. The Rainy Night Killer in the frame did not disappear, but emerged from the frame. The viscous blood around the frame was the best evidence.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Yi heard a sound of gasping for breath, and came