The canvas on the easel was Wang Junru's skin torn off alive. The female painter dipped the brush made of hair and bones into the brown blood in the paint tray, then raised her hand and left a thick and colorful stroke on the canvas in front of her.

She was drawing a picture of the library in flames.

Gu Huaiwei looked at Wang Junru, who was wailing on the ground and no longer looked like his original self, and felt a little embarrassed. There was no place on his body that he could hold on to.

"Kill... kill me..." Wang Junru twitched in intense pain, a broken sound came from his throat, and his eyes were dazed.

He now only wanted to die quickly, but the terrifying female painter did not seem to allow him to die like that. Before he was skinned, he heard a voice that seemed to come from hell.

That damned female painter said that only the blood of living people can create beautiful paintings.

Death will eliminate pain along with it.

The paint produced in this way is lifeless and not vivid enough.

Gu Huaiwei looked at Wang Junru who was beyond saving, lamenting in her heart that she would lose a customer. She made a quick decision, pulled out the dagger, and prepared to cut his throat.

But at this moment, a pale hand tightly grasped Gu Huaiwei's dagger.

The female painter stood up from her seat at some point, dragging her snow-white skirt. Paint spilled on the hem of her skirt, and the mottled colors looked like blooming flowers.

"Outsider." The female painter's voice sounded slowly, a hint of madness hidden in her calmness, "Please don't touch my paint."

The female painter stared at Gu Huaiwei with her lifeless eyes. She slowly stretched out her hand, trying to pull the knife out of Gu Huaiwei's hand.

Gu Huaiwei turned her wrist and stopped her movements, the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Madam, please don't touch my knife."

The female painter shifted her gaze from the dagger to Gu Huaiwei's face.

"So beautiful." The female painter stared at Gu Huaiwei's opening and closing red lips and murmured softly.

She loosened her grip on the knife, and the scar on her pale palm, cut by the dagger, healed instantly.

Without waiting for Gu Huaiwei to react, the female painter stretched out her hand again, trying to touch those lips as red as cinnabar.

Gu Huaiwei turned her head away.

"What a beautiful color..." Her voice was filled with ecstasy and her smile was sickly, "This is the color of the sunset I imagined.

Would you like to kiss my painting? If you are willing to be the sunset in my painting, I can take you to appreciate my work.

If an ordinary trial-taker entered the female painter's studio, it would be equivalent to stepping into a dead end.

Wang Junru's fingers were waving slightly on the ground.

He wanted to warn her not to touch the strange canvas.

But Wang Junru really didn't have the strength.

If Gu Huaiwei kissed the canvas, her lips would be stuck to it.

Although Wang Junru is a timid student, he is quite loyal. Gu Huaiwei gave him bandages and medicine in the newspaper room before, and he wanted to repay this favor before he died.

Gu Huaiwei noticed Wang Junru's little movements.

The female painter in front of him was obviously not someone to be trifled with.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, but I have no interest in art."

"It's okay, I'll cultivate your interest."

The female painter stretched out her hand again, this time with an exaggerated smile on her face, and she scratched Gu Huaiwei's mouth with her nails with determination.

"Snap—" Looking at the sharp nails, Gu Huaiwei blocked her hand again.

"How did you... click, click... do that?" The female painter lowered her head and bit her thumbnail. She was unstable and extremely anxious. "But you've already broken in! You should be in the painting! You rejected me, you have to become my paint!"

The female painter has reached the conditions to harm the trial-taker.

But she didn't know that Gu Huaiwei did not belong to this plane and was therefore not restricted by the rules.

It's like there's a bug in the game, and the NPCs inside the game are unable to handle this unexpected situation.

While the female painter was going crazy, Gu Huaiwei quickly cut off Wang Junru's neck, and then took a photo of his death so that she could explain it when she returned.

“Don’t go!” The female painter saw Gu Huaiwei trying to leave. She stretched out her hands towards her, the tail of her snow-white skirt stained with blood, and her steps stumbled. “My sunset, the sunset burning in the flames, I’m almost done with my painting… Click, click, click… Don’t go, don’t leave me…”

Gu Huaiwei pulled Bai Meimei and quickly fled the room, leaving only the female painter's devastated screams behind her.

Walking back the way I came, I met Han Zhusheng again on the way.

"Have you found Reporter Wang?"

"You haven't left yet?" Gu Huaiwei saw him standing in the dark corridor waiting. The voice-controlled lights in the corridor did not light up when he spoke. It was not until she spoke that the dim light illuminated the corridor.

"Well, I'll wait for you here." Light and shadow fell on half of Han Zhusheng's face. He leaned against the wall. "Is Mom's painting finished?"

"No, she still lacks some inspiration."

Gu Huaiwei knocked out two of the other person's sister's teeth, and now she has knocked over the other person's mother's "paint palette".

She felt that the possibility of her engaging in a weird business was becoming increasingly slim.

Han Zhusheng glanced towards the basement with a gloomy look: "It seems that Mom is still unwilling to come out of the studio."

"It's a good thing that she has her own hobbies." In the situation just now, Gu Huaiwei had no chance to persuade the female painter to come out of the studio.

"Oh, right, I need to find a girl wearing a yellow sweater. Her name is Bai Yuzhen. Um..." Gu Huaiwei paused, adapting to the local customs. She explained according to the identity of the trial-taker in the dungeon, gesturing with her hands, "She's one of the four reporters who came with us. Do you know where she is?"

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