Please draw your way of death

There seems to be a dividing line between the small town and the mountain, just like the barrier that separates the small town from the mountain in the space of the opportunity of death.

After crossing it, one enters another time and space.

When they found that the town was different, they all looked at it from the "mountain".

Therefore, at night, only the space on the mountain is replaced, and the space where house 520 is located is essentially free to enter and exit at night.

Ning Mian finally explained to Mu Heng and the others how to clear the dungeon before Meng Qishu came down, so the two made an appointment to go to house 520 to try again at night.

But unfortunately, when the agreed deadline was approaching, Omeland came to the door.

"For the sake of having treated me to a meal, I have something to tell you, let's take a step to talk?" Omeland blinked, and under the simple appearance, it was hard not to wonder what he was doing again. Be careful.

But the news that the dungeon boss took the initiative to deliver to the door, it can be said that it was not in vain, so Meng Qishu could only temporarily make an apologetic expression to Mu Heng and the two, signaling them to leave first.

"Then we'll see you at the top of the mountain." Mu Heng didn't say much, and went up the mountain with Wen Shi after saying goodbye.

"Say, what's the matter?" Meng Qishu's eyes turned back, obviously showing a bit of scrutiny and impatience.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with it. It's just..." Omilander paused for a moment, and when the juncture came to him, he made a fool of himself. He glanced at Meng Qishu with vague eyes, and smiled slightly, "I've taken a fancy to you."

Meng Qishu:? ? ?

Ning Mian finally:? ? ? ? ? ?

I... rely on?

"Just kidding." Omeland took two steps back in time to avoid being persecuted while the two of them didn't react to the punch. He coughed lightly, with a serious face on his face, "There is indeed a serious business. "

"Like... you're going to die tonight."

Meng Qishu hadn't recovered from the shock of Omi Lande's sudden "confession", when he saw the other party pointing at him, swearing that he was going to die.

"..." He put on a weird expression instantly, frowned slightly and pointed at himself, "You cursed me?"

All right, suddenly a death notice was issued?

"This is really wronged, how could I curse you?" Omelande raised his hands, his tone was full of innocence, but his eyes were smiling, "After all, I like you the most!"

Meng Qishu: ...

Is killing a dungeon boss illegal?

I don't know if it's against the law or not, but this dungeon boss sells swords.

"Woc! Put down the function card! As for you!" Seeing the unfriendly expressions of the two people opposite, Omeland lost his airs as a dungeon boss in an instant, turned his head and slipped away.

Picking things is picking things, life is still worth it!

In the end, the two of them chased Omeland for half a town, only to barely stop after chasing him away.

"The next time I meet him, I will definitely break his legs!" Ning Mian finally changed her indifferent attitude towards everything before, and put away the function card a little annoyed, only regretting that she couldn't get Ao That guy Milande hit the ground and beat him up!

How did this dungeon boss survive till now?

Because Omeland was delayed for a while, when the two rushed to the top of the mountain, Wen Shi just came out of the studio.

"The idea is correct, the task is completed." Wen Shi showed Meng Qishu the card marked with the words "mission completed", and said, "Mu Heng tried before me, and the task has been completed and left the instance."

There will be a countdown to leave after completing the task, so players cannot stay in the copy for a long time.

After listening to Wen Shi's words, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the guess about the customs clearance copy is correct.

After talking briefly with Wen Shi and saying goodbye, the two of them watched Wen Shi take out the copy.

Painting is indeed a long process.

Meng Qishu couldn't help thinking while waiting outside the door.

When he went in last night, did Ning Mian finally think the same way outside the door?

When there is something to do, people often don't feel how slow the passage of time is, but during the waiting time, every minute and every second seems to be extended countless times.

There were very few players near the house tonight. Except for two men who observed around the house and then went back to the town, Meng Qishu didn't see anyone else.

I don't know if it's because they came too late, the rest of the players have already entered the studio to try, or because the rest of the players couldn't find a way to complete the task, so they simply didn't come.

The studio was very quiet. Meng Qishu was sitting on the steps at the door, and he couldn't judge the progress of the situation in the room by hearing.

Omilander is also not there. Except for the necessary conditions, this dungeon boss seems to be paddling in the rest of the situation.

Shenlong sees the beginning but does not see the end.

But finding things is definitely the best.

Speaking of Omeland, Meng Qishu couldn't help but think of the death notice that guy gave him a few hours ago.

he will die?Why?

Mu Heng and Wen Shi have already proved with practical actions that the method they came up with is correct. No accident, as long as he fulfills the conditions safely, he can 100% escape from this dungeon.

Then how come the "he will die" situation?

Meng Qishu changed his posture and continued to sit, still puzzled.

However, according to Omeland's temperament, most of them are talking nonsense and disturbing people's mentality.

Meng Qishu didn't take Omeland's death notice to heart, but this didn't prevent him from thinking about the reasons why Omelande said this.If Omelande's original intention was really just to disturb people's mentality, then he was half successful, who made Meng Qishu himself a curious person.

Just as Meng Qishu lowered his head to think, a small sound suddenly came from the room behind him.

He froze for a moment, and when he turned his head to look over, he saw Ning Mian finally stepping out from the darkness of the room.

"There is no danger, the mission is successful." Ning Mian finally exhaled under Meng Qishu's worried gaze, and passed the hand that had the card forward, as a sign of safety.

The faint worry in Meng Qishu's heart finally fell to the ground when he saw the card in Ning Mian's final hand. He stood up from the ground, clapped his hands, and finally brought a smile on his brows: "Success is all about success." Okay, then you wait for me outside the copy for a while, I will come right away."

It seems that what Omeland said cannot be believed.

If Ning Mian succeeds in the end, it means that there is no problem with the solution.

Meng Qishu only felt that another big stone fell to the ground in his heart. The moment he stepped into the darkness, his whole body and mind were relaxed.

Guessing that Ning Mian outside the house had already finished drawing the cards and left the dungeon, he took a paintbrush and sat down on the chair.

The task of the dungeon is to "draw a sentence according to Omeland's meaning", so the essence of this task should not be to draw something.

What the "moon" in "The Moon and Sixpence" represents in Omeland's heart is what players really want to find from this dungeon.

Although this task sounds bizarre, it doesn't seem so incomprehensible if it is placed on that nagging guy in Omeland.

Omeland's definition of the word "ideal" is to abandon all investment.

That is his belief and pursuit, and the ease and joy brought to him by love in the process of devotion is incomparable to any fame and wealth.

Meng Qishu breathed out, no longer thinking about where to put the paintbrush in his hand, he pressed the paintbrush on the drawing paper, and it was up to his own mind where the colors should go.

He finally knew why the studio was completely dark.

In the process of the brush following the heart, it doesn't really matter whether you can see it or not.

What matters is what you want.

The environment was still dark and the surroundings were still silent. After an unknown amount of time, Meng Qishu's painting finally came to an end.

He paused the brush at a certain point, and when he left slowly, before he had time to breathe out, he saw a little flame jumping on the canvas in front of him.

Meng Qishu, who had experience once, reacted almost instantly that something was wrong, his face turned pale instantly, and the moment he stood up from the chair, he took several steps back to the studio door, looking at the canvas that was suddenly burning.

It shouldn't be... Ordinarily, it won't trigger the opportunity of death...

His thinking is obviously correct!

The sudden flames on the four walls brought Meng Qishu back to his senses. Without hesitation, he opened the door of the studio behind him and rushed outside.

A small flame had already started to ignite on the road leading to the outside of the house, but it was not enough to stop Meng Qishu from going out.

Amidst the flickering flames, he rushed to the door in a few steps, and was about to push the door, but was stopped by a strong force.

This door...is sealed!

Meng Qishu tried to open the door several times, but ended in failure.

Before the fire started to escalate behind him, he finally thought of the function card that Ning Mian had used.

Throw the function card on the door, no matter how well locked the door is, it will become as light as a piece of paper.

The house had already started to smoke, Meng Qishu covered his mouth and nose, and with the other hand, he searched for the function card in a pile of function cards.

Not this one...not this one...what's the name of that function card...

At the very moment, Meng Qishu's eyes lit up, he reached out and took out one of the function cards, pasted it on the door, and pushed the door vigorously.

But to Meng Qishu's surprise, the door was still as solid as a rock, motionless.

Meng Qishu glanced at the door in surprise, at the same time, a cluster of extremely fast flames suddenly sprang up on the door panel, forcing him back several steps one after another.

When he looked up again, the fire on the door panel was a little smaller, but it was still burning so that people could not get close.

Behind that flame, where the burnt gap was, was a familiar face.

"I said, you will die tonight." The smile on Omeland's lips was very shallow, and being illuminated by the firelight, he felt a little bit more superior for no reason, "Functional cards are useless, don't believe it You can try."

The author says:

Leave Note: Suddenly I have to be busy for a period of time, about two to three weeks!I will try my best to update every Friday!

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