Abnormal items

Freddy looked sullen, and there were three guys lying under the counter inside the ice cream stand.

"What's going on?" Freddy looked around, all weird and bowed his head.

"Hmph! If any of you see Xie Zuo in the future, please don't act rashly! Let me know and I will deal with him personally. I didn't expect that I still underestimated this guy. The person who was singled out by Mr. Naiya is really extraordinary!"

All the weird ones had no objection to this sentence, only the nail man among them remembered the "mermaid" he met before.

"It's really true. It's really possible that Jie Zuo knows Naiya. I don't know if it's true that the director called Jie Zuo boss.

It doesn't look like it's fake, and the principal won't let us catch him. Um! That mermaid looked like a fool, but she turned out to be a really good person! "

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"Ah, cut~" Jie Zuo sneezed: "Who misses me?"

Jie Zuo rubbed his nose. He was now in the high tower in the amusement park.

The exit of this game is at the top of the tower, and now he is on the first floor.

The entire tower looks like it has seven or eight floors from the outside. There are no lights inside the tower, so Jie Zuo walks in the dark.

The moment Jie Zuo walked into the tower, the door closed.

Unbuttoning the left button on the nose: "You look like the third child!"

The lobby on the first floor is very large, and you can see a round-shaped staircase leading to the second floor.

There was also a piano in the hall. Jie Zuo was walking towards the stairs when the piano suddenly rang.

Jie Zuo had no musical literacy and could not recognize the piece of music being played.

There is nothing anywhere on the piano, but the keys are being plucked.

The sound of the piano is low and gentle, like a lonely woman who has lost her love and is sobbing and whispering.

Jie Zuo gradually became entranced and walked towards the piano unconsciously.

"Jie Zuo! Jie Zuo!" Deng Ying shouted.

Jie Zuo turned a deaf ear and walked resolutely towards the piano like a moth rushing to the flame.

The sound of the piano became a little joyful, as if it was happy when Jie Zuo came over.

Still two or three meters away from the piano, Xie Zuo stopped and pressed his nose: "Stop shouting, I heard you."

"Why didn't you reply when you heard it?" Dengying was a little angry. .

"I was just lost in the wonderful music." Xie looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

"Haha!" Dengying said disdainfully.

"I just love music, don't ask me to stop..." Jie Zuo was singing and dancing, but the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

"Huh? What do you mean!" Jie Zuo was unhappy.

The piano did not respond to him, but pools of blood flowed from it.

"You sang it to the point of vomiting blood!" Dengying mocked.

"Nonsense! It's obviously the one coming!" Jie Zuo argued, refusing to admit that he vomited blood while playing the piano.

One person and one light went up to the second floor noisily.

The second floor is an exhibition hall, all of which are oil paintings.

These oil paintings all depict some very strange things.

The distorted lines, exaggerated colors, and distorted scenery make people very uncomfortable to watch.

"Hmm... playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting? This is a literary haunted house. It is indeed suitable for a young man like me." Jie Zuo was inexplicably proud.

Looking at the oil paintings one by one, Jie Zuo unexpectedly found that one of them was himself, but he was not very beautiful in this painting - Jie Zuo's seven orifices in the painting were covered with blood, and his mouth was open wide, as if he was shouting. What, the background behind is this studio.

Jie Zuo looked at it for a long time with a serious expression.

"Did you see anything?" Dengying asked.

Jie Zuo nodded: "Mom, I have become a celebrity, someone secretly painted me, I have become famous..."

Dengying looked at Jie Zuo who was jumping up and down, and didn't know how to react for a moment.

Jie Zuo played by himself for a while and returned to normal: "Huh? Why are there no stairs on this floor?"

"I don't know. Let's look for it again." Deng Ying replied.

Jie Zuo nodded. As soon as he raised his feet, he felt something coming out of his eyes.

With a touch of my hand, it turned out to be red paint.

After a short time, red paint began to leak out of his nose, ears, and mouth.

"Jie Zuo! What's wrong with you?" Deng Ying asked nervously.

"It's okay. I need to find a bucket quickly to avoid wasting it." Jie Zuo himself didn't care.

Just when Xie Zuo was looking for the bucket, he discovered that the stairs leading down had also disappeared.

Moreover, the content of the oil painting depicting Jie Zuo just now has changed, and now it looks like what it looked like when Jie Zuo first came in.

Xie Zuo lay down to look at the oil painting and found that the oil painting was moving.

Jie Zuo inside seemed to have just come up. After watching for a while, he came to Jie Zuo and came face to face with Xie Zuo.

Then he shouted: "Mom, I have become a celebrity, someone secretly painted me, I am famous..."

The appearance was exactly the same as that of Jie Zuo just now, and then the entire oil painting turned into darkness.

Jie Zuo touched his chin, and the paint in his mouth continued to flow out: "In other words, I have become the person in the painting now?

Is the painting I just looked at actually looking at myself?

Who killed me? And who did I kill? "

"What a mess, you should think about how to get out!" Deng Ying interrupted.

"What are you going out for? Haven't I been outside all the time?" Jie Zuo said with some confusion.

"What do you mean?" Dengying was completely confused.

"It's very simple. It's just a simple mental suggestion trap. From the moment I enter this level, a guy records my behavior. Then it puts the recorded behavior on the canvas for me to see.

It made me flow with paint, and the painting of me we saw at the beginning wanted me to think that I had entered the painting.

But actually, I was always outside. I guess this person is not very capable and only knows some tricks.

But this kind of environment, this kind of inner suggestion, makes it easy for people to lose their minds, mistakenly thinking that they have become themselves in the painting, and finally being trapped here in hysterics. Fortunately, I have never had such a thing as reason. Oh hey hey! "Jie Zuo finished scratching his head.

"Then what do you plan to do?" Dengying asked.

Jie Zuo nodded solemnly and touched his pants: "I heard that children pee..."

"I'll do it." Deng Ying sighed and showed his figure.

I haven’t seen it for a long time, and the lamp shadow is still the same—an upright, dark shadow.

Deng Ying pondered for a while, then pointed in one direction, Jie Zuo picked up the pan and shouted: "Ula~~"

"Bang Bang Bang~~" After three pans were put down in that corner, the strange thing hiding there was revealed - it was a chameleon walking upright.

"Stop fighting, don't fight~~" Chameleon was too weak, and was beaten by Jie Zuo until he was begging for mercy.

"What is the 202nd digit of π?" Jie Zuo asked loudly.

"It's four, it's the four big guys!" Chameleon replied quickly.

"Huh? You actually know? You know such useless knowledge, are you free!" Jie Zuo continued to beat him after he finished speaking.

In the end, Deng Ying stopped Jie Zuo and asked Chameleon to remove the illusion.

The scope of its illusion is not large, it only blocks a wall, the stairs leading below, and allows the left flow of paint. Most of the things in this room are real, so the lamp shadow doesn't notice it.

If it hadn't been for Jie Zuo's point-breaking, Deng Ying might not have thought it was an illusion. He might still be thinking about how to get out of the painting. Then Jie Zuo might really be trapped and die here.

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