Tao Nai looked at Mu Xiang and saw that he was suppressing a blush on his face. He smiled with difficulty and said, "You guys, you have also seen fake paintings. You guys, you have to be like me. We all forge fake paintings." Good friends, hee hee hee..."

"Son of a bitch!" Jie Yu clearly realized that they had been cheated, and he became angry and kicked Mu Xiang.

Mu Xiang reached out and tore off one of Jie Yu's trouser legs, then stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Jie Yu, there are ink marks on your legs!" Tao Nai looked at the colorful inks, like blooming flowers, emerging one after another from Jie Yu's calves.

Jie Yu's face was stiff. Before he could get nervous, he saw a fiery red ink mark appear on Tao Nai's face: "You also have ink marks on your face... Damn Mu Xiang, you actually pulled him We're all in trouble together."

Tao Nai touched her face and suddenly smelled a stronger fragrance, which made her retching.

Mu Xiang opened his mouth. His jaw had been dislocated. From his open mouth, Tao Nai and Jie Yu could even clearly see a brush hidden in it.

"Come with me -!" Mu Xiang rushed towards Tao Nai and Jie Yu.

Jie Yu kicked Mu Xiang again, and the ink on his body spread more and faster.

Quickly thinking about a countermeasure, Tao Nai saw Jie Yu kneeling on one knee and hitting the ground heavily.

Tao Nai opened his eyes in disbelief: "Jie Yu?"

Jie Yu's leg has been completely covered by ink, and one leg has completely turned into seven colors, with no trace of flesh color visible.

His expression was very painful, and beads of sweat continued to form on his forehead: "I can't move."

Tao Nai watched Mu Xiang slowly walk over, grabbed everything on the painting table that could be used to attack, and all of them attacked Mu Xiang.

But Mu Xiang never stopped until Tao Nai picked up a cup of cold tea from the table and splashed it all on Mu Xiang's face.

"Ahhhhh——!" Mu Xiang, who had been unresponsive at first, suddenly let out a harsh scream. His face that had been exposed to the tea was like soaked paper, and the color on his face was all like pulp. It was mixed into a ball like a paste, swollen from the soaking, and the original facial features could no longer be distinguished.

Tao Nai's eyes lit up: "Water can dilute the ink, Jie Yu, go buy some props!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jie Yu had already used ghost coins to buy two water spray guns in Hades Mall.

Jieyu's water gun released a powerful stream of water, soaking Mu Xiang's whole body like swollen rice paper, making him extremely fragile and vulnerable.

Mu Xiang struggled wildly, but soon his body was soaked to pieces and fell to the ground.

[Player Mu Xiang, mission failed and declared dead]

The sound of the system sounded.

"You bastard, you are so difficult to deal with." Jie Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then put away the two water spray guns and looked down at his legs that had returned to their original shape, "This ink can actually kill people?"

"Mu Xiang should have touched some kind of taboo before causing the ink murder. Do you remember what he said, right? He painted a fake painting. No wonder he said he wanted to stay. He might have wanted to use the fake painting to remove the bag. It's a real painting, but it turned out to be contaminated." Tao Nai boldly guessed.

Although the clues are messy now, they are all related to the painting.

The other players must also know the importance of paintings, so it is not surprising that Mu Xiang came to steal the paintings.

Jie Yu was speechless: "I really can't figure out what these people have in their heads. They still have to touch the obvious taboos. Isn't this just seeking death?"

"Wealth can be found in danger. Didn't we secretly come here to take risks?" Jie Yu looked at Tao Nai with a confused expression: "Do you have to say such unlucky words at this time?"

In the 9210 live broadcast room:

[Hahaha, it’s late but it’s here. I really love the way Jie Yu complains about Tao Nai! 】

[Jie Yu is like this every time, he says the harshest words and gets the hardest beatings! 】

[Hahahaha, it’s a good thing I’m a ghost, otherwise I would have been laughed to death by my daughter and Jie Yu. 】

Tao Nai rolled his eyes at Jie Yu, not bothering to argue with him, and ducked into the small door quietly.

The space inside the small door is not big, only seven or eight square meters. It looks square and square, surrounded by rows of transparent display cabinets, most of which are two meters high. Most of the display cabinets are empty, with only one written The display cabinet with the three characters "defective product" is almost full. There are three paintings on one floor, five floors in total, and only the top floor is not filled.

Tao Nai was attracted and quickly approached, then slowly opened the display cabinet.

"Have you forgotten what Mu Xiang looked like just now? It's better to be careful and don't touch him randomly." Jie Yu stepped forward and warned Tao Nai.

Tao Nai nodded, and then carefully looked at the contents on these defective products.

These scrolls, which are classified as 'defective', all depict dead people.

The number of dead people in a painting ranges from at least 1 to as many as 6. The death conditions of these people are different, but judging from their clothes in the painting, they are all players who came to participate in the dungeon. Any monk.

Moreover, the dead people in a defective painting will also use their bodies to represent different numbers.

For example, if there is only one dead person in the painting, there will be a dead person with a finger pointing up, representing the number 1.

In another painting with two dead people, the number 1 will appear on one of the dead, while the hint of the number 2 will appear on the second dead.

If these hints are taken apart, none of them are very conspicuous.

But once put together, the implications of these numbers become clear. Several numbers will appear when there are several people in a defective painting.

But the total number of dead people in these paintings does not exceed 7.

"Before, I combined the paintings in the corridor and figured out that when a person dies in a painting, it will represent a number, from number 1 to number 2, and so on to kill people, but I don't know a painting How many people must be killed to complete the task? Now it seems that there are at least 6 people in the defective product, but it is still defective, which means that a painting can only be considered a perfect finished product if it kills at least 7 people." Tao Nye said.

"So, is the painting you saw in the well before the finished product?" Jie Yu asked.

"It should be...but why don't dead people appear in the paintings in the well?" Tao Nai recalled the Buddhist hall and the mysterious man he saw in the paintings in the well, and couldn't figure out why only the paintings in the well were special.

"If you can't figure it out, just wait until you get back and think about it slowly. We have been here for a long time and it's time to go back." Jie Yu looked around, looking nervous all the time.

Tao Nai had no choice but to nod in agreement, and the two of them left the studio together.

After returning to the dormitory, they went back to their rooms. Tao Nai simply washed up and closed his eyes.

Before Tao Nai fell asleep, she heard sparse sounds in the corridor outside the door.


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