doll city

The white blood wave sank feebly on the bottom layer.

"Red Eclipse" seems to have been hit hard because it lost its "true color", and it became a pool of stagnant water for a while.

And as the pusher who changed its color, Xiao Yi's condition is not good either.

She has painted the entire wall with the "bloody water" under her feet, and the liquid changes color with her mind after reaching her hands, from serious geometric patterns to frantic brutalist oil paint, the painting style on this wall Not uniform.

They don't look like the paintings of the same person, but more like countless painters stuffed into one body, competing with each other for the initiative to create.

"How long is she going to paint?" Dai Chengze looked behind with horror.

Also as an art student, Li Ya can empathize with him, stopped the sound of the harmonica and said: "Using my own experience as an example, Paganini, Beethoven, Liszt, Bach are rushing to use your body to hold a concert Similarly, you have to rely on your own will to stop before they blow up their brains..."

As he spoke, he saw Xiao Yi began to paint a group of figure oil paintings again, nodded and said: "I have to say, I like Repin very much."

Dai Chengze felt his head was heavy, and at this moment, he heard a scream of pain coming from the other side of this floor.

"Our body... Lao Liu, you vomit blood!"

"It must be that woman's hands and feet!"

"Kill her! Otherwise everyone will die!"

Immediately, figures rushed towards this side, and soon saw their hideous, blue and sickly faces.

Dai Chengze immediately took out a baseball bat in front of him, tremblingly said: "It's not her! She didn't do anything to you!"

"She's the only one who can change the color, who else is she?! Stretching out the head and shrinking the head is also a knife, fight!"

The figures flashed forward "whoosh", "whoosh", and when the steel bars and axes in his hands were about to slash at them, Li Ya glanced back at those figures, lowered his head slightly, and played three octaves with his harmonica other syllables.

With a buzzing sound, Dai Chengze almost thought he was deaf.

But soon he noticed that the sound waves behind him bypassed him and directly covered all the players in the elephant valley.

Their bodies shook in unison, and a wavelength that the human hearing system cannot accommodate was poured into their ears. First, the weapons in their hands jingled and fell to the ground, and then their eyes fell down.

Dai Chengze was stunned for a moment, regained his senses, and pointed at the people lying on the ground: "You...killed someone?"

"If I tried to kill them, their brains would have flowed out."

Seemingly realizing that the field of music had little effect on Xiao Yi, Li Ya simply stopped the sound of the harmonica and weakened the surrounding noises, so that only the "rustling" sound of Xiao Yi's painting could be heard nearby.

Gradually, a trace of blood-red variegated colors appeared in Xiao Yi's painting, and those blood threads seemed to be alive, slowly moving on the painting.

Taking a closer look, it was Xiao Yi's fingers that started to bleed because of frantic painting, but she didn't notice this at all.

"Is there no way to help her?" Dai Chengze was a little anxious.

"Art is a quiet art. It uses pictures to express sound. Music is just the opposite. Even if it is forcibly guided, it has little meaning."

Li Ya wanted to say something, but suddenly raised his eyes and looked out the window.

Everyone felt an indescribable mental pressure.

It was late at night, and it was dark outside, only the lights of the street lamps were flickering.

A slender shadow climbed continuously along the window, as if trying to peek into the art gallery through the window.

People can't tell its shape, only know...that spiritual radiation is terrible.

They haven't finished this hunting ground yet, and the spiritual radiation that Xiao Yi radiates at this moment has reached the second level in the process of advancing.

At this moment, the door opening on the third floor slammed, and Lan Kaiyu's voice came over.

"Quick, drink the medicine, it will be too late!"

And on this side, it seems that because of the blood absorbed from Xiao Yi's frayed finger, the white blood on the ground is still gradually waking up, a trace of blood red seeps out from the pure white, and soon the surrounding blood turns pink , the color is also deepening.

Xiao Yi has signs of being lost, and her control over colors is losing her dominance.

"No! Can't let it go back to red!" Dai Chengze was so anxious that even he could feel it now.

Once Xiao Yi gets lost or has not left this hunting ground after being promoted, they will face the encirclement and suppression of two orphan-level puppets.

At this moment, a figure flashed over quickly, and whispered to Li Ya, who passed by, in a soft, timid girl's voice.

"cover me."

Li Ya only watched him for a few tenths of a second before handing the harmonica to his lips again.

This time, the sound he blew was much more serious than before, and the sound formed a defensive circle around Yan Ge's body, which made him approach Xiao Yi smoothly, and pressed the oil painting that he had been holding tightly in his arms against Xiao Yi. Yi hand.

Xiao Yi's movement of smearing the wall stopped when her right hand hit the picture frame.

She raised her blank eyes and asked, "I want to draw."

"I know." Yan Ge pointed to the one among the three blue-clothed little girls on the canvas. Her face had been burnt through by a cigarette butt.

Sensing the restlessness under his palm, Yan Ge took a soft breath: "Her face is injured, please fix this painting, can you?"

Xiao Yi's empty eyes turned to the painting, as if talking to herself, the color on the fingertips changed, and finally it was the same skin color as the little girl in blue in the painting.

"It shouldn't be like this, bear with it...I will fix you up again."

As she spoke, the movements of her hands slowed down, repairing and redrawing the little girl bit by bit.

Yan Ge withdrew from the walk, ending the role of "Wu Yun", and at the same time noticed the shadow extending outside the museum.

"what is that?"

"A new species that has never been seen before will never be Santa Claus."

Li Ya walked up to Yan Ge's side without a sound, watched him put on a defensive posture, and asked casually.

"Did you call me upstairs just now?"

"No—" Yan Ge suddenly remembered that he had indeed said to Lan Kaiyu, "You are good or bad".

After a moment of silence, Yan Ge had a new understanding of him.

"I suggest that you also go to the emergency department. I feel that you not only have ear problems, but also have some cognitive impairments."

Yan Ge didn't say much else, because the surrounding white blood had all turned pink, and even the liquid on their bodies had begun to return to its original color.

The blood was curled up like the claws of an octopus and gradually flowed from all around, forming a ball above their heads, as if there would be a rain of blood at any moment.

"Hey." Li Ya and him were back to back, looking at the shadow above their heads, and then continued, "many people know my name, and there are only one or two people who will call me that. My... theoretical range is the entire Ciling City."

is it?

Yan Ge really wanted to try it, but there is no chance now. When the glass window outside made a harsh cracking sound, there were rustling sounds of paper pages from all levels and corners of the hunting ground. Among them, some Several invitation cards with red wax lacquer flew over, opened one by one, and disappeared one by one.

Yan Ge looked up and saw that Xiao Yi had already closed her hands and was staring up at the oil painting in front of her. Her eyes were filled with tears, but her human sanity had returned.

"You're not afraid anymore, are you?" she said.

Three little girls in blue clothes sat side by side, each holding an invitation from Princess Alice in their hands, with smiles on their faces.

"Bless the people we love, bless the love, we will come as scheduled."

This line of small characters appeared under the oil painting, and at the same time, a viscous mass of red liquid as deep as pigeon blood flowed out from the back of the oil painting.

As soon as it appeared, the bloody smell of the entire hunting ground suddenly became so strong that it was hard to breathe.

"It's the main body of "Red Eclipse." Li Ya pulled Yan Ge back two steps, and then suddenly said, "I said why is it so cute tonight, I almost forgot that today is Saturday, and it's the time for the princess' night parade. It can't stay long, it has to be driven."

As he said, "Red Eclipse" quickly got into a nearby oil painting frame, and quickly covered the original painting, and within a few seconds, it condensed and transformed into an oil painting of a lady's portrait.

During this process, all the blood in the entire art gallery gradually turned back to blood red, and flowed back into the frame at an incredible speed.

The glass outside the window shattered, and a long, soft hand stretched out from inside. It groped around for a while, as if it wanted to catch someone but didn't act directly. Instead, it grabbed "Red Eclipse" and walked through the window Shrinking back, the shadow flickered and disappeared into the night.

"It's gone..." Dai Chengze almost sat down on the ground, and before he could say anything about his thoughts on the rest of his life, he was pulled up by Yan Ge.

"There is a parade tonight. We have offended "Red Eclipse" this time, so we can't stay outside! There is still an hour, enough for us to go back."

……

At 11:45 p.m., the gate of No. 32 Laoci Street was locked.

"...I'm sorry, tonight was unexpected. I didn't prepare cake and champagne in advance to celebrate your promotion."

Xiao Yi: "It's okay, the Lord doesn't care."

"But why did you bring this painting back?"

They were flustered when they left, and the people from Xianggu ran faster than them, fearing that the new orphan would come back and guard them, so they left in a hurry before midnight.

When they all returned to Old Porcelain Street, they found that Xiao Yi had stuffed the painting of three little girls into her bag and brought it back.

Regarding this, Xiao Yi was confident: "They are three minors, it's not safe to stay outside!"

"That's a cardboard man!"

Xiao Yi: "Paper people are human too! Paper people also have human rights!"

As she spoke, she opened Li Ya's room, put the painting on the bed, and covered it with a quilt.

When she came out, she saw Li Ya, who asked a question.

"Where do I live?"

Xiao Yi: "You go to Yan Ge, he is the head of the household."

After hearing this, Li Ya went to the head of the household in good faith: "The head of the household, she told me to sleep with you in the future."

After seeing whether Gu Lili had fallen asleep, Yan Ge turned his head and met a pair of expectant eyes, and said, "She must not have said that."

Li Ya: "Anyway, that's how I understand it."

Yan Ge: "..."

Everyone was exhausted that night, especially Yan Ge, who really didn't have the energy to argue, so he beckoned everyone to go back and rest.

But they ignore people who have advanced to the second level. In the early stage, there will always be a period of mental abnormalities, usually manifested as insomnia, hyperactivity, sleepwalking, etc...

Yan Ge is in good condition, but when Xiao Yi was sent back to the bedroom, she didn't know what medicine she had taken, so she turned around and ran into the courtyard, beeping loudly:

"It's only twelve o'clock, are you Cinderella? Why don't you sleep and get up high!"

The team members of "Duan Zhang" who had worked all night looked tired: "Sleep, auntie, I have to paint Yi Ziang's body tomorrow, won't it be delicious if I eat and sleep enough?"

Xiao Yi: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. My liver function is super strong today, and I can draw now."

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The author has something to say:

It's only twelve o'clock, are you Cinderella?Sleep on what to sleep, wake up high!