Chapter 40: The Mall of the Dead (5) Save people!



"You mean, the content of this painting is what is going to happen soon?" Xiao Feng took a look at the painting, and couldn't help looking away: "This female player is not dead yet, but she may become the person in the painting at some point in the future."

Yue Ya did not give a definite answer: "Maybe it's just to scare us."

【Congratulations on discovering the hidden painting and getting a piece of the mysterious puzzle. 】

A puzzle piece appeared in Yueya's player account. He took it out and observed that the edge of the puzzle was irregular, and there was an eye covered with black gauze painted on it. It should be part of an oil painting.

Xiao Feng came over to take a look and said, "This puzzle is the key, right?"

Yue Ya nodded: "Collect all three puzzle pieces and put them back in their original places, and you will complete the exhibition check-in."

He looked at the black gauze on the puzzle and thought of the woman in the exaggerated black hat. He turned around and found that the woman in the black hat was gone.

Xiao Feng touched his shoulder lightly: "Brother, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing." Yue Ya retracted his gaze and coughed twice in a low voice: "Let's go, follow the line of sight of these portraits and find the remaining two hidden paintings."

"Yeah!" Xiao Feng was a little worried: "Brother, if you are not feeling well, walk less. I will go find you."

"It's an old problem, it's okay." Yue Ya rubbed his dry eyes and continued walking forward.

Starting from a certain painting, the view of the portrait changes, which means that the second hidden painting is just ahead.

Xiao Feng suddenly stopped and said, "Brother, this painting is so strange, it's different from other paintings."

Yue Ya looked up and saw a half-open portrait. The person in the painting had a rusty iron bucket on his head and was splashed with blood. The large area of red and the weird style made it look out of place among a bunch of realistic portraits.

But it is not the visual center of these portraits. It seems to be just an insignificant painting. However, Yue Ya felt uncomfortable looking at this painting. He felt that the person in the painting was somewhat familiar, but the portrait only showed half of the body, and the clothes were covered with sticky blood, so he could not see any clues.

After Xiaofeng sighed, he continued to look for the hidden painting, but Yueya did not move and was still observing the painting.

Yue Ya inspected the portrait of the man in the iron barrel and found a bloodstained headphone cord in the painting. He immediately thought of Xiao Feng who had headphones hanging around his neck! Looking closely, the clothes of the man in the painting are also very similar to Xiao Feng, but they are messed up by the blood, which makes them seem unrelated.

"Xiaofeng!" Yueya immediately called Xiaofeng.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Feng turned around and his hand accidentally touched the decorative antique cabinet next to him. The iron bucket placed on the top suddenly fell down, and thick blood poured all over him. The iron bucket just happened to be on his head and was shaking.

Xiaofeng was choked by the blood and started coughing. The coughing sound echoed in the iron barrel, creating an earth-shattering effect.

This scene is so similar to that portrait.

Yue Ya frowned and helped him get the bucket down: "Are you hurt?"

Xiao Feng turned into a blood gourd from head to toe, his body shaking uncontrollably. He wiped his face and shivered as he said, "That painting is of me! The contents of the painting are really going to happen!"

[Ugh… I got goosebumps]

[Are these paintings predicting the future, or are they premeditated arrangements?]

[Both are possible, but what I am more concerned about is, can this future be changed?]

"Don't be afraid. It's a good thing to be able to predict the future." Yue Ya remembered that there was a tissue in her backpack, so she took one out and handed it to him: "Wipe your face."

"Thank you." Xiaofeng took the tissue and wiped his face. Then something magical happened - all the blood on his body disappeared!

Xiao Feng touched his face, which had recovered its dryness, and widened his eyes in surprise: "What kind of tissue is this?"

"The tissues given by the system after entering the dungeon are actually props?" Yue Ya was also a little surprised. The system did not prompt him, so he thought it was just a pack of ordinary tissues.

Since the tissue is a prop, the umbrella might be one too.

Yueya put away the tissue and asked Xiaofeng: "Is there anything else in your backpack?"

Xiao Feng shook his head: "It's only a five-dollar bill! Why is there such a big difference between people?"

Yue Ya has never lost in the matter of luck. He said, "Don't waste time. Continue."

Yue Ya observed the portraits on the wall again, and after locking on the visual center of the paintings, he found the second hidden painting - this was a painting of a back view. Looking at the back of the head and the headphones on the neck, it can be confirmed that this is Xiao Feng's back.

"No way, why is it me again?" Xiao Feng scratched his hair irritably, his lips and tongue dry: "I even suspect that the artist who organized the exhibition has a crush on me!"

The artist might really be in the studio. Yue Ya shushed him, "Don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Feng thought of the death of the female player in the previous hidden painting, and his face became worse and worse. He said frankly: "Brother, I am a little afraid to watch it."

Yue Ya said gently, "Then close your eyes."

Xiao Feng took several deep breaths, mustered up his courage and said, "You're right, being able to predict the future is a good thing, I'd better watch it."

"Sure?"

Xiao Feng nodded firmly: "I can."

Yue Ya tapped the picture frame lightly, and the figure in the painting began to distort, as if a mental pollution special effect had been added, gradually turning into a dizzying vortex. Yue Ya blinked, and the painting was finally no longer distorted, but the content on it had undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the painting, Xiaofeng was nailed to the wall by four huge iron nails, and his chest was torn open by a bluish-white hand that stretched out from the chaos, revealing his bloody internal organs!

Xiaofeng in the painting looked painful and covered in scars. When Xiaofeng outside the painting saw this scene, the only color on his face faded away completely.

He had just experienced the portrait becoming reality, and now he saw his own miserable state in the painting, and a string in his brain broke.

Will he really be ripped open and killed? When and where will it happen?

"Brother, I feel a little nauseous..." Xiaofeng hunched over, making retching sounds. Fear and anxiety tormented him, and his stomach was the first to react.

Yueya could understand his feelings and knew that words of comfort were pale, so she handed Feifei over and said, "Please help take care of Feifei."

Xiaofeng held Feifei in his arms. The warm and soft little guy snuggled into his arms, nudged his chest with his head, and made soft "meow" sounds. All the fear in Xiaofeng's heart disappeared completely.

Fluffy's healing ability is the strongest!

"Are you feeling better?" Yue Ya asked out of concern.

Xiao Feng's mind was completely on Fei Fei, and he couldn't move his eyes away: "I'm fine, Fei Fei is so cute~"

[I want to hug Feifei too. I can kiss him till he cries!]

[I really envy the players who can team up with Yuezai. They can hug each other and pet the cat. If they encounter attacks from evil spirits, they will be protected. If they are hurt mentally, they will be comforted by the cat. If I put myself in Xiaofeng’s shoes, I will feel so happy.]

[Congratulations on finding the second hidden painting and getting the second piece of the mysterious puzzle. ]

The second piece of the puzzle appeared in Yueya’s player account, this time it was the part between the eyebrows. He put the two pieces of the puzzle together and went to look for the third painting.

This time it took the least time because he saw his own portrait on the wall.

In the painting, Yueya is standing expressionlessly in a corner of the shopping mall, with Feifei standing on his shoulder. Both the man and the cat have looks that seem unpleasant.

"Brother, you've been tricked too..." Xiao Feng stroked Fei Fei's head, worriedly: "Do you want to hold Fei Fei for a while to prepare yourself mentally?"

"No need." Yue Ya was not afraid at all. She was also very curious, and her eyes lit up.

After he confirmed that his portrait was the hidden painting, he couldn't wait to knock on the frame.

"Shua——" the portrait was overturned. He was lying on the ground with a bottomless blood hole on his forehead. Blood had dyed most of his face red. He also found his horns that had been pulled out by the roots in the pool of blood. Feifei was squatting on him, his snow-white hair had become dirty and bloody, and even his back revealed despair.

Looking at a painting depicting my own death is a strange feeling that is hard to describe.

The breath of death was overwhelming. Xiao Feng didn't dare to look directly at it and looked away: "Brother, how do you feel? Seeing your own corpse appear in the painting that predicts the future is really scary, because you don't know when you will become like the one in the painting. I understand, I understand everything."

"How do you feel?" Yue Ya curved her eyes and said with a smile, "I feel like the painter is daydreaming."

[I laughed at the wishful thinking]

[Hahaha, I knew it. The word fear doesn’t exist in the anchor’s dictionary]

[Before seeing this painting, I thought the future predicted by these paintings was set in stone and could not necessarily be changed. After seeing this painting, I think this is no longer the case.]

[My fate is determined by myself, not by God?]

Anyway, Yue Ya successfully got the third piece of the puzzle. When all the pieces were put together, he saw a pair of eyes covered by a black veil. The eyes were drawn so realistically and three-dimensionally, and even the expression in the eyes was extremely vivid. Yue Ya even felt that this thin piece of paper had the weight of a pair of eyes.

The incomplete portrait was very conspicuous, and Yue Ya quickly found the portrait that was missing eyes.

The painting shows a woman wearing a white dress and an exaggerated black hat. The name of the painting is "Self-Portrait".

The dress was so recognizable that Xiao Feng recognized her: "This is the woman we saw when we entered the painting hall! This painting is a self-portrait of the artist, so she is Black Crow?"

"Yeah." Yue Ya filled the puzzle into the portrait, and the fragments merged into the drawing paper. The black crow in the painting slowly curled the corners of his lips, and his pale palm suddenly stretched out from the painting and pinched Xiao Feng's neck!

Xiao Feng's eyes widened in horror, and he immediately grabbed Hei Ya's wrist, tears of pain welling up in his eyes: "We made you whole... why are you pinching me?"

"Didn't you say I have a crush on you?" Black Crow laughed softly, and what he said made Xiao Feng break out in a cold sweat: "Look closely, your face can be considered a work of art, why don't you stay in the painting and accompany me."

Feifei pounced on and bit Hei Ya's wrist, but Hei Ya didn't react at all and didn't move at all.

Black Crow still smiled and glanced at Fei Fei: "This behavior won't hurt me, so save it, little kitty."

Yueya silently repeated the contents of the notice in her mind and remembered a key tip: praise the artist and she will feel happy.

He cleared his throat to attract Black Crow's attention. "Ms. Black Crow, we are honored to be able to participate in this exhibition. Please forgive me for my lack of words and boring words. I cannot describe the spiritual shock this exhibition has brought to me. If I must describe it, I can only think of four words - incomparable."

Xiao Feng also reacted when he heard the flattery, and he gave out nice words without paying: "Yes, yes, during the visit, I admired in my heart countless times that the artist who created these paintings must be a genius among geniuses! Such an artist must be very kind and will definitely forgive others' unintentional offenses..."

Black Crow chuckled and let go of Xiao Feng's neck: "You have good taste."

Even the black crow's expression changed, and his eyes and brows were filled with joy.

[Congratulations to the player for successfully completing the interactive game and receiving a surprise gift from the artist Black Crow! ]

Hei Ya spread his hands, and a huge amount of ghost money appeared in his palms - one million!

Xiao Feng was so excited that he even ignored the pain in his neck: "One million reward, we will have some money left after buying the wigs!"

Yue Ya took the one million yuan note, and Hei Ya said, "I am very happy to hear that. I am in a good mood. You can leave now."

The exit was just ahead. Yueya and Xiaofeng left the painting hall and followed the signs to find the wig shop.

This is an open shop, with shelves and display tables filled with mannequin heads with extremely long necks, and long or short wigs on them, emitting a cold glow under the dim light. From a distance, it looks like a dense pile of dead heads, and the mirrors near the wig shop make this feeling even more intense.

There is a sign in front of the wig shop that reads: Wigs start from 200,000 yuan, please purchase by yourself.

Xiao Feng hugged Fei Fei tightly and subconsciously lowered his voice: "Oh my god, who designed this hellish wig shop? It's too scary."

Xiaofeng had just finished speaking when all the mannequin heads suddenly turned their heads and looked at him. Some of these mannequins had no facial features, and some had scary-sized eyes. Xiaofeng was so frightened that his sanity dropped drastically and his legs went limp.

"Bang, bang..." These rubber heads fell to the ground one after another and bounced towards them. The scene was extremely spectacular for a moment.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Feng's head was about to explode: "Brother, brother... let's spend money to buy a wig and leave quickly!"

Yue Ya looked at these popping candy-like plastic heads and frowned, "No."

"What's wrong?"

Yue Ya closed her cold eyes and spoke faster: "Have you noticed that the evil spirits that were secretly following us have disappeared? To be precise, they disappeared after entering the exhibition hall."

Xiao Feng gasped: "Was there a ghost following us before??"

"..." Yue Ya didn't expect that he really didn't notice. He skipped the explanation and continued, "It was so smooth for us to get here from leaving the painting hall. It was so smooth that it made me feel weird. You see, Fei Fei has no interest in these heads, and its attacks are ineffective against Black Crow."

Xiao Feng became serious and nodded in agreement: "It is indeed strange. I thought I would see the female player entangled in black hair in the wig shop."

A light flashed through Yue Ya's mind. He raised his eyes, which were so deep that people dared not look at him: "Do you remember that sentence? 'When you visit the exhibition, you also become a part of the artwork; when you discover the truth, it also means that this tour has come to an end.'"

Xiao Feng: "This is what the notice says. Does it have a deeper meaning?"

Yue Ya said in a deep voice: "From the moment we entered the painting hall, we became part of the painting at the door. In other words, we are in the painting, and everything here is an illusion."

When they re-entered the hall, their backs appeared in the huge oil painting at the door, which seemed to be a hint to them that if they walked forward they would enter the painting.

"Are you really going to leave here?" A strange voice suddenly popped up in my mind, and said in a bewitching tone: "It's safe to stay here. Once you go out, you will have to face the horrific future predicted in the painting."

"Aren't you afraid of death? Think about the scene of your horns being pulled out alive. Do you really want to go out?" asked a strange voice faintly.

"Of course I have to go out." Yue Ya was not afraid at all, so how could he be bewitched?

[You have discovered the truth, and this tour has come to an end. ]

Yue Ya’s eyes went dark, and when he opened them again, he was back at the entrance of the exhibition.

The oil painting in front of them was covered with cobwebs, and even the words on the wall were covered with thick dust. Their figures disappeared from the painting.

They never entered the painting hall, they just took a tour in the painting.

After a while, Xiao Feng also came out, his face pale: "There was a voice that kept tempting me to stay in the painting, luckily I refused."

The huge amount of ghost money disappeared, but Yueya's player account received a new one million ghost money.

[True and false, so exciting]

[I am very curious whether the future predicted by the exhibition will actually happen, and if so, how will the anchor respond]

[I received another huge sum of one million. You are indeed the little Pixiu who only takes in money but never spends it!]

Yueya brought Feifei back and said, "Let's go find a real wig shop."

They walked through the gallery, but in reality there was no painting in the gallery, only empty frames covered with cobwebs.

"Ah!! Help! Hair...so much hair!" A shrill scream came from the front. Yue Ya and Xiao Feng looked at each other and at the same time thought of the female player in the painting who was covered with hair.

Yueya ran away without saying a word.

After walking through the painting once, he was familiar with the route when he returned to reality, and quickly ran to the door of the wig shop.

A scene that was almost identical to the hidden painting caught his eye!

The long-haired female player rolled on the ground, crying desperately, and hair grew out of her limbs and stomach, getting longer and longer...

Two bald shop assistants stood by with their hands folded and laughed. Their skin was wrinkled and covered with yellow-green mucus, and their facial features were all squeezed together. Just looking at them was enough to make your stomach hurt.

"Fuck! The scene in the painting really appeared!" Xiao Feng panted: "Brother, I want to save people!"

We must change the future predicted in the painting!

"You can save her, just wait a moment." The female player had just been hit and her hair wasn't growing very fast, so there was still enough time to save her.

Yueya quickly scanned the wig shop and found that the real wig shop was a little different from the one in the painting. The notice in the wig shop in the painting only said that wigs start at 200,000 yuan, but the wig shop in front of him listed detailed rules -

1. Our store launches a one-yuan trial activity. You only need to pay one yuan and try on the wig, and you can take away your favorite wig.

2. Support payment by swiping head and part-time payment.

3. Our store has been purchasing hair at high prices for a long time.

Yue Ya understood it at a glance. The female player must have come from another direction and did not make any money at the art exhibition, so she chose to try it on for one yuan, but was unfortunately defeated by the vengeful spirit and fell into the trap.

The black hair grew faster and faster, and the female player's voice became hoarse from crying.

The rabbit dies and the fox mourns. Xiao Feng looked anxious and said, "Brother, can I try to save him with my skills?"

Xiaofeng owes Yueya a lot, and he needs to seek Yueya's advice.

"Don't rely too much on your skills." Yue Ya walked to the female player, knelt on one knee, took out a dagger from the player's backpack, and stretched it towards the female player...

"Swish——" The dagger was very sharp and easily cut off a large clump of hair. After being cut off, the hair became ordinary hair and was piled on the ground by him.

But the hair grew faster than he could harvest it. After he finished cutting a bunch, new hair sprouted out again, and the pile of hair on the ground became higher and higher.

Xiao Feng wiped the sweat off his face and said, "Brother, these hairs will never grow back. It's too late to stop now."

"Calm down." Yue Ya looked at the clerk in the wig shop and pointed to the pile of hair he had cut off: "Sell your hair and count the money."

The smiles on the faces of the two shop assistants froze, and they counted the money honestly: "A total of 400,000."

Yue Ya took the warm 400,000 yuan, took out 200,000 yuan and gave it to the clerk, then raised his chin towards the female player and said, "I want to buy that wig."

The clerk took the money and the transaction was successful.

At the same time, the female player's hair stopped growing and disappeared after a while.

[What the hell? So that’s the idea! It’s really important to read the notice, my friends. The notice says that they will buy hair at a high price. The price is really high!]

[You can find the secret code to wealth with this? I am shocked. The wool really comes from the sheep.]

[You thought the anchor was cutting his hair to save people, but in fact he was cutting his hair to sell for money, and then used the money to buy wigs. He saved people and bought wigs.]

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