I am in the horror game, scrambling to steal the male lead's halo

Gu Chaoxi came back to his senses and nodded.

"But we can't take it lightly. After all, she also said that there must be a killing before dawn."

She subconsciously looked at Pei Yan, and seeing him nod at her, she became more certain of her guess.

"We are in the light, they are in the dark. It is only said that the wolf will hunt the sheep, but there is no rule as to who will die in this night game."

Qin Wei took a breath: "So, it is also possible that we were killed by those people!"

Since it is not clear what the status of those people will be, this kind of game is really scary.

No one dared to think deeply, after all, everything was unknown.

She sighed, not wanting to add any psychological burden to anyone.

"Let's start searching the second floor now. After the search, let's keep each other updated."

After Pei Yan finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the person who was still sleeping on the ground and finally stroked his forehead.

"You go first, I'll take this person to his room."

Qin Wei responded, and seeing Gu Chaoxi standing there without moving, she understood something.

She turned her head, took Shen Xi's hand and walked towards the second floor.

Seeing that they had divided the work among themselves, Li Zhihai felt embarrassed to stay where he was, so he followed Shen Yao and Zhou Ziyan reluctantly.

Gu Chaoxi raised his head, watched as several people disappeared from his sight, then he lowered his eyes and curled the corners of his lips.

"Pei Yan, I thought you wouldn't care about a newcomer like this."

"I really don't want to care."

He seemed helpless. He walked up to the man, squatted down, and reached out to move the man's head a little, revealing his entire face.

He looks to be in his thirties or forties, and the dark circles under his eyes are very obvious.

The right hand was placed at the side, with a jade ring on the middle finger.

Pei Yan sighed and carried the person on the ground onto his shoulders in one go.

Gu Chaoxi glared slightly. This man was really strong.

His dangling hands were covered with thin calluses, and he looked like a hard-working person.

The two men walked to the third floor and placed the man in a wolf card room at the end.

Putting the person on the bed, Pei Yan clapped his hands and looked down at him.

This person doesn't know when he will wake up again.

Gu Chaoxi stood by the window and looked out. The sunlight was not as bright as when they arrived.

"It's always good to live a little longer."

It's much better than being killed for no apparent reason by some strange force or evil spirit.

She comforted herself in this way in her heart, but in fact she knew very well that this person probably would not be able to leave this dimension.

The two walked out the door and closed it, with silence in their eyes when they looked at each other.

After going downstairs, I heard the voices of Qin Wei and others coming from the corridor on the right.

The direction the woman had returned was the left corridor, and it seemed that they chose to start the search from the farthest point.

Probably to take care of Zhou Ziyan and Shen Xi's feelings.

So, Gu Chaoxi raised his hand and pointed to the corridor on the left.

Pei Yan nodded and followed her.

There are rooms on only one side of the corridor, and floor-to-ceiling windows on the other side.

Unlike what we know today, these windows can be pushed open, and the extended parts of the wooden frame are carved into delicate patterns and coated with fine powder.

Each huge floor-to-ceiling window has floor-length curtains on both sides.

The sun shone in from outside, casting the shadows of the two people on the wall, long and twisted.

Pei Yan stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the first room. With a creaky sound, the light inside gradually turned from dark to bright.

He lifted his foot and stepped in, his foot landing on the wool blanket silently.

The curtains on the window of the room seemed to be broken, hanging loosely with a long section sticking out.

On the left side of the door is a very wide and long solid wooden table, with a few old buckets placed cluttered underneath the table.

There are some white plaster statues on the table, some of which are stained with colorful fuel, making them look not so clean.

Near the window, with its back to the door, there was an easel, and on the chair in front of the easel there was a small sun hat.

On another nearby chair is a color palette.

The edges are colorful, but the middle looks like it was smeared with a brush, with a black stain on it.

Looking towards the right side of the room, there is a large painting hanging on the wall.

The painting depicts the appearance of this manor, which seems to be located very far away.

In this painting, the sun is shining brightly and the manor is extremely bright.

There were some red silks scattered on the ground against the wall, and no one knew what they were used for.

Looking at the whole room, it looks like a single studio, but there are no finished works to be seen.

Gu Chaoxi walked in and walked around the easel with Pei Yan, and finally saw the contents on the drawing board.

She subconsciously slowed down her breathing.

In the painting, a girl in a white gauze dress is leaning against the window, holding a sun hat in her hand and sticking her head out of the window. A sparrow is flapping its wings in the air, as if hesitating whether to land.

It is a particularly vivid painting in itself, but the canvas has been scratched with several knife marks.

The area where the girl's eyes were was also covered with black stains.

Gu Chaoxi bent down and looked at it carefully from the side. The stain must have been pressed down with great force.

Pei Yan stared at it for a while, then moved his steps as if he was looking for a position.

"This painting should be this room, but it's a little strange."

She turned her head and saw that he raised his hand and placed it on his chin, then stood up and looked at him.

Pei Yan frowned slightly: "There are many rumors about Xishu Manor, but one thing has always remained unchanged, that is, the owner of the manor has only one daughter."

The person they just saw was obviously 70% similar to the person in the portrait.

This means that the person in the portrait is the daughter of the manor owner.

"This studio should be her own, but who painted her?"

Anyone who could visit such a luxurious manor must be a celebrity who was on good terms with the owner of the manor at that time.

"Do you think there's something wrong with the person who painted her portrait?"

Gu Chaoxi took the drawing board off the easel and took a look. Except for the scratches on the painting, everything else was intact.

Pei Yan nodded and had no intention of hiding anything from her.

"The robbers came for the treasure. A worthless portrait has no appeal to them."

If he was just after the money, why would he want to scratch a portrait?

Excluding this possibility, the person who scratched the portrait was either the painter or the person being painted.

Gu Chaoxi put the drawing board back to its original place and nodded in agreement with what Pei Yan said.

In the other world, when they are not sure what the truth they need to investigate is, everything is worthy of suspicion.

"Who do you think scratched the portrait?"

She suddenly smiled and blinked at Pei Yan.

But he smiled as if he understood something: "You already have your own ideas, do you still want to ask me?"

“I want to see if we have the same ideas.”

She pursed her lips, as if she was talking to Pei Yan about something very normal.