Calamity Island: Endless Trials

(PS: We are starting to enter the core plot. Many plots that have actually been dimensionally reduced but will still be blocked are about to appear. If you find anything wrong, be sure to remind me because the system sometimes deletes it automatically)
In the courtyard, as before, there were drawing boards facing away from him.

Seeing that nothing happened, Wang Kui entered silently.

But as soon as one foot passed the courtyard door, the whole person felt that the surrounding temperature dropped by a few degrees instantly, and goose bumps suddenly appeared.

Then, looking to the left and right, he opened his mouth slightly.

"What the hell?"

It turned out that the dead trees on both sides had their thin branches intertwined together.

They look like two angry faces, which are quite strange at first glance.

Out of caution, Wang Kui didn't move when he saw this, and just stood there holding his breath.

It wasn't until after a while that he was sure that the dead tree face was just a coincidence that he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Looking up and looking not far away, the painter's brick house is not very far away.

Wang Kui cautiously approached along the aisle at his feet.

However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

It's a voice.
The sound of water dripping
I saw only two sides.

Among the dozen or so drawing boards that seemed to be standing normally, there were two that were very wrong.

Obviously, everything was fine yesterday.

But now, drop after drop of blood is gathering at the bottom, dripping non-stop.

Moreover, the paintings on these two boards are also bright red.

One, with a tiger painted on it, surrounded by human bones.

Another picture shows an ugly-looking man sitting on a chair, playing a flute, with countless snake heads surrounding his feet.

Looking at it sharply, there was an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.

Of course, what's worse than this feeling is fear.

Before Wang Kui could think about it carefully, he was frightened and took a few steps back.

It took him a long while to recover from his violent breathing.

this person
He stood there, looking back and forth to the door of the drawing board house, hesitation reappearing in his eyes.

But after a while, Wang Kui suddenly grinned and lowered his head, looking at his forearm.

As the sleeves were pulled up, the dark arms were exposed to the gaze.

If it continues to fade away, you can find that the thing has begun to spread to the body.

"Oh, is there any way out?" Wang Kui, who looked ugly, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

That's right, there's no way out.

Only go in.

Turning to look at the door, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

As soon as he opened the door, a gust of cold wind mixed with the strong smell of blood hit his face.

Almost made him vomit out the disgusting dry food he had eaten for lunch.

But unfortunately, as Wang Kui's heart tightened, the nausea suddenly stopped.

Because in front of him, the floor of the atrium was covered with a layer of blood, with tiny pieces of meat floating on it.

The strong visual and olfactory stimulation made him frightened, and he instinctively wanted to turn around and leave.

However, the pain in his arm reminded him every moment that he must find the last remaining relics as soon as possible.

Holding on and mustering up the courage, Wang Kui bit the bullet and stepped one foot into the bloody water.

The feet are slightly slippery, like grease.

The depth of the bloody water was about two or three centimeters.

Although I won't touch my ankles, I can vaguely get my shoes soaked.

Feeling the stickiness in his shoes, Wang Kui stepped forward nervously. At the same time, he raised his pistol and used the attached flashlight to illuminate the surroundings.

During the mechanized movement, he carefully looked around, wondering where the blood came from.

However, this also causes it to move more slowly.

A distance of more than ten steps was actually more than a few minutes' walking.

Fortunately, I finally made it to the deeper part of the atrium safely.

Looking to the right, Wang Kui noticed at first glance that the studio owner's door was still open.

The inside, like the atrium, was covered in blood and water.

The white skeleton was also sitting quietly on the chair.

Although it was the same as when he left the studio, it still felt creepy to look at him so directly without his companions.

After just one glance, Wang Kui instinctively looked away without staying for more than half a second.

Zhuang Zheng turned his head and looked to the left, and found that the blood in the studio and the atrium were exactly the same.

Through a door, you can still clearly see the human skin painting.

It's black and white, probably a remnant.

However.
At this time, it seemed like there was life, and it was slowly squirming.

Not only that, black and white 'blood' seeped out from the human skin painting, gathering and flowing downwards.

The moment it drips, the color changes, and a touch of scarlet appears clearly.

At the door, Wang Kui trembled and froze.

After a while, I braved my inner depression and walked into the studio.

As soon as I came in, I saw half-length portrait paintings piled or hanging on the walls in the corners of the studio.

all women
And for some reason, Wang Kui always felt like the eyes in those portraits were staring at him.

This made him feel very uncomfortable and extremely stressful.

There was no other way. Wang Kui turned his head and tried not to look at these things as much as possible, and walked slowly inside.

Soon, they came to the human skin painting.

Looking at the strange painting that was crawling and oozing blood, he was so nervous that he couldn't help but hold his breath.

But he still slowly reached out and lifted him off the suspension.

The next second, blood dripped onto his chest.

However, Wang Kui had no time to care about this.

It's weird here.

Very strange.

Even if it was him, anyone who didn't understand the doctrine of ghosts and gods would know that they were being targeted.So holding the painting in his arms, the man quickly turned around and wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, right now.
The sound of 'Gulu' sounded from all around.
Wang Kui stopped instantly and held the painting motionless.

The heartbeat speeds up in vain.

His face was horrified, and he looked sideways stiffly.

I just saw it, I don’t know when.
A human face emerged from the blood.

The face was pale and the lips were blue.

Inside the eye sockets, there is only pure white color and no pupils.

Seeing this scene, Wang Kui's brain suddenly shut down.

But at this moment, the sound of 'GuluGulu' sounded again!

Another face emerged from the other side with blood.

The strange things that followed made Wang Kui's face quickly turn pale, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

In extreme fear, he wanted to run away from this ghost place.

But my body refused to obey me and I couldn't lift my feet.

In desperation, the man could only drag his legs and move forward like a snail.

After all, it was now less than ten meters from the door.

It only takes a little time to get out of here!

But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Wang Kui felt his calf being pulled inexplicably!

Almost out of instinct, he exerted force on his legs, trying to break free from the 'shackles' under his feet.

But at this time, my physical and mental state were already extremely poor, and coupled with the nervousness, I couldn't muster much strength at all.

More than ten seconds passed, and the legs were still tightly bound.

Wang Kui had no choice but to urge his already stiff neck to turn like the hands of a clock and look at the soles of his feet.

There was no intact skin, and it was covered with blood-red wounds, turning black and purple.
It turned out that it was just such an arm that was holding on to the thigh.

However, seeing this horrific scene, Wang Kui, who was extremely frightened, did not collapse, but instead showed a sickly look on his face.

This man found the strength from nowhere, raised his leg fiercely to break free of his arm, and kicked him back into the blood.

Then, he looked towards the door and stepped forward firmly.

All around, a burst of rustling sounds came out at the same time.

When Wang Kui heard the noise, he kept turning back.

I saw that the 'portraits' in the studio were crawling out of the frame with their heads shaking, holding the blood on the ground with their hands, and crawling towards him quickly with strange limbs.

This speed is obviously much faster than myself.

Dozens of paintings, dozens of 'portraits', dozens of monsters
This is a scene rarely seen in horror movies during his lifetime.

There was a feeling of wetness between Wang Kui's legs.

At the critical moment of life and death, the only thing to do is to rush to the door as fast as possible.

at last
Wang Kui rushed out of the studio before those monsters touched him.

But when he reached out to close the door, the other party also arrived.

Looking at the ferocious face that was dripping with saliva, Wang Kui said to himself that it was over.

However, the next second, he realized something was wrong with these monsters.

Although the distance was only two meters, these monsters blocked the door and did not dare to take a step.

It seems that they can't leave the studio?

As he watched, Wang Kui suddenly let out a sigh of relief, feeling relieved that he had survived a catastrophe.

Immediately afterwards, his face was crazy and he was crying and laughing, and he was shouting at the monsters crazily.

All the pressure and tension are released at this moment.

But soon, the sound of bones colliding suddenly sounded.

Wang Kui's expression froze and he quickly turned around.

It turned out that in the room opposite the studio, the bones on the chair moved.

It stood up slowly and with difficulty, the bones of the arm holding the armrest shaking constantly, as if it would fall apart at any time.

Sure enough, before he could fully stand upright, his bones could no longer support him.

He fell directly to the ground and threw himself into the blood.

Then, he held up his arms and slowly crawled in the direction of Wang Kui.

Upon seeing this, the latter quickly raised his gun and retreated towards the door.

But right now.
"help me."

The crawling white bones opened and closed the upper and lower jaws, making a hoarse sound.

A few meters away, Wang Kui's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Why can it still talk?
And why... does it cry for help?

pity!

Before he could figure it out, a scarlet light suddenly glowed in the studio owner's room.

It was not obvious one second, but the next second it lit up the entire room and spread outside the room.

Under the bloody red light, the monster lingering at the studio door instantly dispersed like a bird's head and fled back to the depths of the studio.

And all around, the blood in the atrium and studio was also pulled by some force and quickly rushed towards the blood-red light room.

Feeling the blood flowing on the soles of his feet, Wang Kui immediately realized that the worst situation might occur.

So, he quickly sped up and retreated towards the door.

After a while, his outstretched hand finally touched the door frame.

Glancing sideways at the still crawling bones, Wang Kui didn't have the ability to think too much and turned around to leave.

However, at this moment, a blood-red tentacle rushing out of the room attracted his attention.

I saw the tentacles formed by the condensed blood quickly climbing up to the white bones on the ground and seeping into them.

In the blink of an eye, the latter was filled with blood and the skeleton was dyed red.

At the same time, muscles began to slowly appear from everywhere
In the chest area, blood and flesh sprouted out of thin air, squirming outward and expanding.

Soon, a beating heart appeared there.

Immediately afterwards, the original muscle surface began to turn into skin, wrapping and covering the entire body.

Finally finally.
A naked young woman appeared in front of Wang Kui. (End of chapter)