I play the horror world as a development game!

Meng looked at the pendant, her eyes were slightly dull, and there was a hint of trance on her pretty face.

Her expression made Qin Nuo look moved.

There is indeed a chance.

He didn't make any noise to disturb him, and waited for Meng to come back to his senses.

After a moment, Meng's eyes regained a hint of spirit, and Qin Nuo asked, "Have you ever remembered anything?"

Meng nodded, but her tone was uncertain: "I remembered something, but... it was intermittent like a clip."

"It's okay, tell me." Qin Nuo said.

Meng's little face was a little entangled and said in embarrassment: "I don't know how to say it, but I think I can draw it."

"Draw it?" Qin Nuo's expression was strange. Where can I find the drawing board and brush at this time?

"There is a studio on the fifth floor." Meng said.

"Then let's go." Qin Nuo didn't hesitate. He could only get more clues from Meng now, pulled her away from the hall.

The studio on the fifth floor is not a professional studio. The things are very messy, with oil-brushed drawing boards scattered all over the ground, and some painting boards are painted with all kinds of strange things.

Obviously, this is just a recreation room for patients to enjoy.

Qin Nuo found a clean painting board, placed it on the easel, found a row of neat brushes, and said, "Draw it."

Meng shook her head: "A painting board is not enough, there are many things to draw."

Qin Nuo didn't say nonsense, so he found several drawing boards in succession and arranged them together.

Meng then picked up a sketch pen from the colorful brushes and walked towards the drawing board.

Then, Meng closed her eyes and presented it on the drawing board with some memory fragments recovered from the gem pendant in her mind.

A pair of clever little hands quickly swiped on the drawing board, like a printer, and was astonishingly eye-catching. The sketch background of the first drawing board appeared in front of Qin Nuo within a few minutes.

Meng did not open her eyes, but continued to hold the sketch pen and landed on the second drawing board.

In the first drawing board, a woman in nun's clothes was pressed to the ground by a sloppy man, and her hands were torn apart by a woman's clothes.

The perverted smile on the man's face, the strong desire in his eyes, the woman's helpless wailing, and the panic expression was particularly vivid and even amazing.

It is obviously a static portrait, but it seems to be presented to you in reality, witnessing a miserable scene with your own eyes.

"This child is really proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Qin Nuo murmured, the information revealed by the first drawing board was nothing new to him.

Because he had received this message from the cursed nun through Constantine's cigarettes.

Dirty woman, dirty man**...

The only surprise is that this woman is also a nun.

However, the nun in the drawing board is two faces and not the same person!

At this time, Meng had already drawn the second drawing board, and Qin Nuo's eyes moved to it.

The woman was crucified, and the fire was burning below, and religious believers surrounded her, holding the cross with her hands, lowering her head, and chanting devoutly.

The woman was defiled, and was crucifixed by the religious people, and burned to death...

This is also the information obtained by the psychics.

Could this woman who was burned to death be the mastermind behind the scenes?

If so, where have you gone now?

Qin Nuo muttered to himself, and then set his sight on the third drawing board.

The image of the third drawing board is the same as the second drawing board, except that behind the burned nun, there is a shadow, a child's shadow.

"The meaning here is that the nun secretly gave birth to a child who had committed a crime with him."

When Qin Nuo saw the third drawing board, he had basically guessed what was behind.

The fourth and fifth sketches are basically about religious believers who discovered that the nun had a child who was insulted and hurt, and were finally burned to death like his mother...

But when Qin Nuo looked at the remaining drawing board, his face changed slightly, and then his face became more and more serious.

When he reached the eighth drawing board, Meng stopped, opened his eyes, looked at it, turned his head and said to Qin Nuo, "Brother, this is all I remember."

"The others are very vague. I tried hard to think about it, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt the headache."

"It's okay, it's enough."

Qin Nuo touched her head, took out a piece of the puzzle, looked at the eyes in the puzzle, and had a guess in his heart.

Will this be the case?

Isn't it a bit outrageous?

No, for thriller games, any outrageous plot is within normal range.

"You seem to have an answer?" asked the Blood-eyed Ghost.

“Yes, there is.”

Qin Nuo put away the puzzle pieces: "But without accurate confirmation, it's just a guess after all."

"So, you still have to find the puzzle."

Qin Nou pulled Meng's little hand, and the latter raised his head and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Go and peel off the veil of the last truth."

Qin Nuo smiled at her.

...

In the dark night in the mental hospital, a terrifying sound suddenly sounded.

Then, with a few muffled sounds, the terrifying sound came to an abrupt end.

A door was opened and the smell of blood spread.

A terrifying corpse fell to the ground, Lan Yan grabbed the door frame and came out weakly, with a big hole in his chest, blood flowing, dyeing his shirt red.

"Damn it, this wound is too heavy. I can't hold on anymore, right?"

Lan Yan looked at the injuries on her chest and looked extremely ugly.

He found a new piece of puzzle pieces and also triggered a passive task. He only needed to change the patient's clothes and let it lie down and finish it. As a result, the body's stench still made him mistake, causing the patient to become a ghost

, pounced at him on the spot.

"It's all for this damn puzzle!" Lan Yan had a calm face and couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"Go to find the Phantom Reunion first."

Lan Yan murmured, but as soon as he turned around, he suddenly stopped.

A cold sweat oozed out from behind, Lan Yan stared at the white shadow at the end of the corridor, and felt a chill surge in his heart.

Isn't it so unlucky?

Bai Ying found Lan Yan and quickly rushed here.

Lan Yan sighed, too lazy to escape. Even if he is given a pair of wings, he can't escape.

But halfway through, Baiying suddenly stopped, and then he retreated little by little, and disappeared into the corridor.

Lan Yan turned his head and saw Qin Nou pulling Meng over.

"I saw the puzzle reacting, so I rushed over, and it seemed that I was in danger."

Lan Yan leaned against the wall on one side, sat down, took out the pieces of the puzzle, and handed it to Qin Nuo: "I can't find the remaining few pieces. If this body can last until the end of the game, I'll burn incense and worship Buddha."

Qin Nuo took the pieces of the puzzle and said, "Don't burn incense and worship Buddha, the person is not dead yet."

After putting away the puzzle pieces, Qin Nuo took out another roll of bandage and threw it to Lan Yan: "Tear the clothes and tie them to the wound with bandages."