"chick!"
"Brain Hawk!"
"Butterfly!"
…
Before Xiao Yimo could answer the Clown Demon's question, Tiao Tiao pointed at the five pictures and shouted.
Her pronunciation is not accurate and her voice is childish.
The terrifying and mysterious atmosphere created by the clown demon was instantly destroyed.
Everyone who was so nervous that their hearts stopped suddenly felt relieved.
"What do these images mean? What do the numbers represent?"
Xiao Yiju was confused.
"Isn't this some kind of metaphor?"
Sikong Jian said that he was actually also confused, but he was one of the Eight Elders of Xuanmen, and he could not be as ignorant as a youngster like Xiao Yiju.
"He's hinting at some kind of terrorist attack, and the number on the portrait should be the possible number of casualties!"
Xiao Yimo said in a deep voice.
"Bingo!"
The Clown Demon clapped his hands. "As expected of Mr. Xiao, you grasped the meaning of this image so quickly. You're truly my soulmate."
"Amitabha!"
Daowu was the first to shout, "My clown benefactor, all living beings are innocent, and life is inherently suffering. Your competitiveness is already wrong, and now you're compounding your mistakes by implicating so many innocent people."
"Donor, please don't blame me for my words. Put down your butcher knife and turn back."
"Put down your mother's big watermelon knife and go back to your father's shore."
The clown cursed angrily, "You damn bald guy, why are you pretending to be the Tathagata Buddha and meddling in my business?"
Daou touched his bald head, dodging the clown demon's gaze, and said softly, "This poor monk is trying to persuade you with good intentions. Why would I scold my ancestors?"
The Joker reached out and pressed a button on the remote control in his hand, and the image of the towering tree flipped over. This was a real-time monitoring, and the picture under the monitoring was above a ski resort.
Xiao Yimo's face turned pale and he shouted, "Stop!"
Before he could finish his words, he heard a loud "bang", the scene shook, and countless blocks of snow and gravel rolled down the mountain.
In the process, countless pieces of snow and gravel were brought up, and a cheerful and peaceful ski resort instantly turned into a Shura field!
Countless ski enthusiasts who were singing and laughing just now were now buried deep in the snow.
Xiao Yimo's face immediately turned cold.
Even Tiao Tiao knew that something terrible had happened.
She held Mu Qingning tightly, and her face darkened.
The clown demon grinned, and the image flipped back over, and the number on it changed: 2865——.
Xiao Yimo's face became even colder. The meaning of the second picture was very clear. The Clown Demon was planning to create an avalanche.
The big trees represent the mountains and the small animals represent the skiing tourists.
Judging from the numbers, dozens of relatively famous ski resorts around here may have been bombed by the Joker.
What are the other four paintings?
What methods has the Joker planned to use to attack?
Especially the shocking number on the third image made Xiao Yimo frightened.
"Did you hear that?"
"The wail before death, the cry of a mother protecting her child, the desperate cry of a husband shielding his wife."
"How beautiful is this mournful cry? This is art, true art."
“Only when the Grim Reaper’s scythe strikes down, will humanity shed its disguise.”
"Look, how magnificent this moment is! Look, how alluring this moment is! The desire, sacrifice, sorrow, and fear that erupt from the human heart all burst forth in this moment. This is true art, the true truth, goodness, and beauty!"
The Joker raised his arms wildly, as if in a hug.
"Oh, true beauty requires sacrifice, requires selflessness, how touching, how poignant."
He pulled out a violin from somewhere and started playing it with ecstasy.
"Prelude to destruction."
"He plays very well," said Rilla.
"Mom, is this bad grandpa crazy?"
Spring asked, pointing at the clown demon.
Mu Qingning nodded: "Yes, very bad, very bad."
Tiaotiao immediately started to scold: "The music he plays is terrible, not even as good as Tiaotiao's singing."
The tender child's voice suddenly pierced through the clown's piano music.
The clown put away his violin in a rage and pointed at Tiaotiao, cursing, "What do you know? Do you understand? You immature brat!"
Tiaotiao was small and lacked authority. She jumped up and pointed at the clown and cursed, "You're just a bad guy. Tiaotiao just sings better than you, Lululu!"
"Yes, Tiao Tiao scolded him, and Uncle Wu will hold you!"
Xiao Yiju was interested in watching the fun and was not afraid of trouble, so he ran over and held Tiaotiao on his head.
"You ignorant adult, you are not as good as dancing and singing!"
Tiaotiao was more and more proud of Xiao Yiju's support. She started singing, "Green onion, Tiaotiao's sky!"
I can’t say it’s unpleasant, but the tune is that the whole family ran away and no one could be found.
The clown's face was twisted in a devilish manner, and he pointed at Tiaotiao with trembling fingers. "You call this a song? This is simply blasphemy against art. You have no idea what you're talking about, you naughty brat!"
“Lululu!”
Tiaotiao made faces. She couldn't understand what the clown said anyway, so she just mocked him.
The clown demon was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he quickly calmed down and said to Xiao Yimo, "When the time comes, all the traps I set up will be activated. Mr. Xiao, do you really want Tiao Tiao to keep talking nonsense with me?"
Xiao Yimo asked, "What about the rules?"
Obviously, he has decided to accept the arrangement of the Joker. In fact, he cannot help but accept it. It involves the lives of millions of people, so he has to accept it.
The clown demon laughed: "As expected of Mr. Xiao, you analyzed the situation so quickly."
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