Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Desa Mental Hospital 16

Xu Ye touched the handle of the knife secretly. He also felt that he didn’t say anything, which was a bit of a shock to others…

Unexpectedly, the blond man burst out laughing after hearing what he said.

I was laughing so hard that I was out of breath:

“You… you’re right. If you really compare them, they are indeed worse than shit.”

“I still need a kind of paint to complete my painting. Go find it for me.”

With that said, the man handed Xu Ye a note.

The audience in the live broadcast room only reacted at this moment: “Wonderful, as expected of the boss Xu Ye. He knew that the other party had mental problems and deliberately did not play according to the routine from the beginning.”

“I just got the weird mission in a short while.”

“Look at the other chosen ones, they try their best to praise themselves like a flower, but in the end not many of them succeed.”

…

kimchi country,

Shin Jae-wook stood in front of the painting. He first said “Wow” and exaggeratedly admired, and then talked eloquently:

“This is simply the most perfect painting I have ever seen. The outlines and combinations of multiple lines come together to exude a strong artistic atmosphere. They are different in thickness and color, covering one layer after another, showing Produce multi-layered and rich beauty.

In my mind, this painting is comparable to Van Gogh’s Sunflowers. No, you are even better than Van Gogh! ”

The barrage in the live broadcast room: “Awesome, your kid has thoroughly studied reading comprehension in elementary school.”

“Let me tell you, these words sound so familiar at first glance. It turns out that I have also learned them.”

“It’s such a standard answer, Wei Wei should be satisfied, right?”

In the ward, after hearing this, the blond man just said “oh” slightly, with a disappointed look on his face.

Then he stopped talking.

His expression was so obvious that it was clearly captured by the Chosen One.

Shin Jae Wook: Could it be that my performance was too cliche? Not moved to weird. I have to do something to get his attention completely.

So Shin Jae-wook knelt on the ground, kissed the oil painting and said, “I love you~”

“What did you say you loved?”

The blond man standing behind said uncertainly: “Say it again, I didn’t hear you clearly.”

Sure enough, it worked, and the patient really responded. Shin Jae-wook got so excited that he shouted loudly: “I love you!”

“Pfft~”

Two paintbrushes stained with paint poked directly into Shen Zaixu’s eyes, causing juice to splash everywhere.

The blond man’s expression was twisted, and his handsome face was about to turn into a twist with anger: “If this thing hadn’t been causing trouble in secret, how could we be in this situation now. You actually said you love…”

…

Pizza Country, as a well-known modern artist, is also one of the birthplaces of oil painting. Andrea carefully observed the paintings in front of him.

After a moment, he said solemnly:

“I know, this is an abstract painting.” He pointed to one of the black horizontal lines: “This stroke represents the darkest place in your heart. It is narrow in front and wide in the back, which just proves that darkness is in the corner. It keeps taking root and sprouting.”

“The green slash is full of vitality, symbolizing the last hope.”

“As for the vertical line on the left… I haven’t studied it yet. Sir, can you tell me about it?” Andrea asked respectfully. He felt that the painting was too abstract and he was completely immersed in it. Inside.

The corners of the blond man’s mouth twitched. What you said means so many things. Why didn’t I notice it myself?

Still abstract, damn it.

But Andrea’s expression was too serious, almost pious: “I know that the world of top painters is usually not understood by ordinary people. Maybe you were sent here for this reason.”

No, who among us is the mentally ill? I think your situation is more serious than mine.

“Ah, yes, yes, everything you said is right.”

The blond man spoke, stretched out his hand, and pushed Andrea out of the door.: “Okay, let’s go play somewhere cool.”

…

romantic country,

“Did you see anything?”

Pierre: “This is an unfinished painting.”

The blond man: “My soulmate. Please tell me specifically what it means.”

Pierre: “Well…it’s very special, you know, right? I can’t say it.”

The blond man immediately kept it secret and nodded: “I understand, this is the last paint, please help me find it.”

Barrage: “Pierre is so awesome. He understands without saying anything. I am more inclined to believe that he is trying to trick me.”

“Boss Xu Ye is even more powerful and knows that it is a piece of shit.”

After such operations, the audience finally understood that what was drawn in this painting was definitely not a good thing.

The thinking of mental patients is very different from that of ordinary people. If you follow the situation of ordinary people and go up to flatter them without hesitation, you will be the worst to die.

Shin Jae Wook is a good example.

Although he did not die directly, the disappearance of his eyes meant that he would most likely not be able to leave the dungeon for the rest of his time in Kaitan.

…

In the strange world, Xu Ye opened the note:

[Congratulations on triggering the side mission: Help the blond painter find the last pigment: red dye.

Note: Since ancient times, beauties have had bad luck, but a touch of vermilion lasts forever.

Keyword tip: Elevator]

elevator?

Xu Ye went to the sixth floor first and knocked on the door of ward 608. Doctor Zhao was giving medicine to several patients.

Xu Ye: “Please help with the meals for my patients at noon.”

Before Dr. Zhao could speak, the patient closest to the door got up from the bed and glared at Xu Ye fiercely: “Why? Dr. Zhao is our servant.”

Xu Ye didn’t even look at it. He stretched out his hand and fiddled with the patient’s head.

Suddenly, the head rotated 360 degrees several times like a top, and the air was filled with the sound of bones breaking and clicking.

Xu Ye: “Dr. Zhao, you haven’t answered me yet. Can you give me an accurate answer?”

Other patients in the room: “We promised that we will supervise him when the time comes.”

Doctor Zhao, who had no chance to speak from beginning to end, became increasingly silent as he looked at Xu Ye’s retreating figure.

…

Xu Ye came to the elevator, but this time he didn’t press the floor button immediately.

The elevator door is closed and the entire floor no longer operates, forming a small claustrophobic space. Suddenly, everything around him became blurry.

When Xu Ye calmed down, he found himself lying in a stone box, and the faint sound of a man crying could be heard outside.

For some reason, when he heard this voice, he instinctively felt sad.

“Who is it? I really want to find out.”

Thinking like this, Xu Ye’s body really floated up, passed through the stone box, flew higher and higher, and landed on the ground.

Surrounded by small earthbags, some are fresh and some are old. In front of each earthbag stands a stone tablet.

Xu Ye looked at the one under his feet, and it was clearly written on it: “The Tomb of Xu Qianzhen.”

And the source of the sound was also discovered,

In front of the tomb, a majestic-looking man wearing silver armor and a red cape was lying on the ground crying regardless of his appearance.

first sentence,

“Really.”

Xu Ye shuddered. He didn’t know why, but the man in front of him had always called him that before he was alive. But now he still felt his body tremble when he heard it.

“As promised, I will go to the border to establish a good career, and I will marry you when I come back. Why did you… leave before me?”

The man burst into tears:

“I know that my family is poor and your parents look down on me. After I leave, they will betroth you to Yuan Wang’s son.”

“If you don’t obey, you will hang yourself.”

Suddenly, the young general’s voice turned cold: “Don’t worry, I have killed all thirty-six members of Wang Yuanwai’s family. I swear that they will be buried with you.”

“It’s just my Zhenzhen, you will never come back.”

The young general was very decadent and cried almost every word he said.