I made myself the protagonist

Chapter 102

"What are you doing?!" Holo looked at the middle-aged man angrily, but she didn't expect him to take such a method.

"There's no time to waste. I'm figuring out the options for you. Now it's red or blue."

The middle-aged man responded with a sneer: "Isn't this faster than looking around like a swarm of headless chickens?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the remaining players changed.The middle-aged man is ruthless. Without the ability to use abilities and props, I am afraid that few people present can beat him.

"Stupid!" Holo blushed and said quickly, "There are only nine survivors now, and there are 14 in the remaining room. Do you think you can pass the level and leave with this method?"

"If you're so kind, why don't you try instead of others to see which is the right room? If you're lucky, you might pass it after just a try." The middle-aged man didn't care what Holo said.

"you……"

Holo wanted to argue a few more words with the other party, but was stopped by the short-haired young man beside her.

"Teacher Holo, it's better for us to stay away from this kind of person." The young man's name is Mu Jiu. In reality, he and Holo have a teacher-student relationship, so even if they enter the space, they habitually call each other that.

On the other side, the middle-aged man slowly looked around the crowd, and the words he said made people shudder: "Then next, whose turn is it?"

As soon as the words came out, the players who were still around the man fled one after another, and no one wanted to be caught by him and become the next scapegoat to explore the way.

Tang Yao heard the sound of other players running wildly not far away, and through the previous screams, she has roughly judged what happened.But now she doesn't have time to take care of those things.

Because Ling Yun told himself that the clue must be hidden somewhere in the hall, and he must hurry up to find it.Otherwise, when the way out cannot be cracked, the suspicions and fights among the players will become more and more intense.

With a flashlight on, she carefully studied the paintings hanging on the walls around the hall.

Most of these oil paintings are classic works of foreign artists copied by students. From realistic landscapes to figures, there are so many in number and different styles that it is difficult to find any abnormalities.

For fear of missing clues, she looked at each painting very carefully.

Just when Tang Yao finished reading the landscape painting in front of her and was about to observe a work next to her, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Compared with other works, the style of this oil painting can be said to be the most weird and grotesque.

This work is composed of three tones of black, white and red: Against the oppressive background intertwined with black and red, there is a woman in a white kimono with disheveled hair in the center of the picture.

There is only one back view of the woman, she is wearing scarlet nail polish, holding a red paper umbrella alone, walking up the steps.

Now that the hall has been searched by them for a round, when Tang Yao saw the painting for the second time, she felt that something had changed.

Compared with before, this time, the back of the woman in the painting seems to be magnified, and her head is slightly turned sideways, and the blurred facial features can already be seen vaguely.

"Strange, this painting didn't seem to be like this before..."

Tang Yao felt a little uneasy in her heart, but because she had just glanced at it before, she was not sure that the picture had changed. When she was struggling, Tang Yao decided to ask Ling Yun for verification.

At this time, Ling Yun was holding a flashlight, standing in front of an oil painting with a solemn expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tang Yao glanced at it, and she also recognized the painting hanging on the wall. The author copied the work "Sunflower" by the famous Dutch painter Van Gogh.

Seeing that Ling Yun hadn't left the painting for a long time, Tang Yao couldn't help being a little surprised: "What's the matter, brother Ling, is there any clue in this painting?"

"No...it changed again..."

Ling Yun's expression looked a little confused, he muttered something in a low voice, the light Tang Yao hardly heard what the other party was saying.

"Brother Ling, what did you say?" Tang Yao asked.

What she didn't know was that in the original plot of the novel, this sunflower was the key clue to remind the player of the exhibition hall.

It turned out that one of Van Gogh's "Sunflowers" was missing from the oil paintings hanging on the walls of the hall; and the painting itself had a bright yellow tone, so everyone concluded that the correct way of life for this hall was the yellow one. Room.

But just now, when the middle-aged man threw the young man into the yellow room, it still triggered a dead end; and now the sunflower is hanging on the wall intact, that is to say, after Ling Yun joined the game, the plot changed again.

"It's nothing, did you find anything when you came to me?"

Ling Yun didn't want Tang Yao to see that something was wrong with him, so he changed the subject immediately.

"Well, I found a painting that was very strange..."

While Tang Yao was speaking, a player's scream came from the darkness not far away without warning.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

"What happened?!"

Due to the previous attack by the middle-aged man, all the players were scattered throughout the hall at this time.

Ling Yun followed the direction of the sound and found that there was only a broken flashlight on the ground; while the player who made the sound just now had disappeared.

"Everyone, count in order!"

An ominous premonition welled up in his heart, Ling Yun made a decisive decision and asked the rest of the people to speak up one by one.Sure enough, there were only eight people left in the original nine-member team.

"Who was around here when the accident happened just now?" Ling Yun asked everyone.

Soon, a young man in a white coat stood up from the crowd and said, "Before that girl disappeared, I seemed to hear a series of very light footsteps in the darkness, walking towards her. At that time, I I didn't think much about it, I thought it was a player who didn't turn on the flashlight..."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, Tang Yao seemed to suddenly think of something.

She immediately turned on the flashlight and shone on the walls around the hall.

Soon, when the light shifted to a picture, Tang Yao's eyes widened: the picture on the wall was no stranger to her, and it was the one that she felt the most weird when she passed by just now.

However, at this moment, the center of the screen became pitch black, and the woman in kimono holding the red paper umbrella had disappeared!

"Could this be the so-called surprise?!"

Thinking of what was mentioned in the broadcast, Ling Yun felt cold behind his back, and immediately shouted to the other players: "Everyone use flashlights to illuminate the surroundings, get together first, and stop running around!"

After hearing Ling Yun's words, everyone realized that the crisis hidden in this secret room was far greater than what they had imagined.

Since they didn't know what it was that was dormant in the darkness, they were afraid that the noise would attract its attention, so everyone moved carefully to prevent sudden attacks in the darkness.

At this moment, a male player's flashlight happened to flash across the corner.And in his line of sight, a strange figure suddenly appeared: it was a woman in a white kimono.

At this moment, the woman was facing herself. She had loose black hair and lowered her head, painted bright red nail polish, and held a red paper umbrella in her hand.

She stood motionless in the corner, with a cold and strange aura exuding from her whole body.

As if sensing the light, the woman gradually raised her head.

Under the seaweed-like messy black hair was a face as pale as paper; and the originally black pupils in the woman's eyes were also replaced by gray and white.

Just this brief glimpse is enough to take your breath away.

"Ah!!! There's a female ghost over there!"

After hearing the player's howl, other people around shone their flashlights in the direction he was pointing.

However, the corner of the hall was empty, and there was no figure that the other party mentioned at all.But even so, they still saw an open red oil-paper umbrella on the ground.

After seeing this umbrella, Tang Yao's breathing froze instantly:

She was sure that this red umbrella was the one held by the woman in the oil painting!
(End of this chapter)