3D game

As soon as Ye Zi'an called out softly, all the characters in the painting instantly became hideous.

The dwarf stepped on the body of the big yellow dog, the princess opened her bloody mouth, and the servant's hand grew sharp claws, all of them rushed towards Shen Jiarou in the mirror hanging on the wall.

In desperation, Ye Zian yelled at the characters in the painting: "Shen Jiarou, break the mirror and kill the king and his wife, only you can see them—"

In the mirror, Shen Jiarou opened her eyes wide, but there was still a hint of panic in her eyes. After hearing Ye Zi'an's voice, she quickly and decisively broke the mirror on the wall and came out. At this moment, the dwarf was coming in front of her, and scratched her with both hands. The sleeves of Shen Jiarou left clearly visible scratches on Shen Jiarou's fair arms.

Shen Jiarou rolled over to avoid the attack of the princess' entourage, and quickly came to the painting.

Ye Zi'an could only see Shen Jiarou holding the gun tightly in the painting, and fired a shot in his direction.

Blood gushed out of the painting in an instant, and the entire canvas was bloody in an instant. Ye Zi'an heard two screams, the canvas was torn, and Shen Jiarou got out of the painting.

The clothes on her body were in tatters, the scratches left by the ghost on her arm were still bleeding, Shen Jiarou was no longer soft and charming as usual, now her eyes were stern and hard as steel.

She tore off the corner of her skirt and bandaged herself simply. During this time, Ye Zi'an had been staring at her movements, neat and tidy, which really didn't match Shen Jiarou's usual temperament.

"Have you finished reading, kid?" Shen Jiarou had a corner of her skirt dangling from the corner of her mouth and was knotting her other hand. Although she didn't look at Ye Zi'an, she could still feel the way Ye Zi'an looked at her.

"It's over, sister Jiarou, you're so sassy!"

"Thank you for the compliment, kid."

After Shen Jiarou treated her wound, she looked at Ye Zi'an with a flash of appreciation in her eyes, and then slowly began to tell her experience in the painting.

The maid used to be a thief. She pretended to be a real poor girl and came to the manor just to steal a painting. It was just that someone gave her two hundred francs, and she knocked out the maid from the same village who was going to report to the Duke's mansion, changed into a maid uniform, and walked into the manor.

"I didn't expect my predecessor to be a thief!" Shen Jiarou breathed out tiredly, raised her injured arm, and asked Ye Zi'an: "It seems that all of our players have hidden identities or plots. Do you have one, young master?"

Ye Zi'an shook his head, and he said firmly in Shen Jiarou's gaze: "I don't have one." Then he stepped forward, touched the handed down masterpiece "Gong'e" that was drilled out and damaged by Shen Jiarou under Shen Jiarou's puzzled gaze, and twisted it with one hand. Picked up a torn piece of paper, it said: I am greedy and love money, I want to steal famous paintings, but I did not expect to meet the only treasure in this life, I want to steal... (the back is torn, can't see clearly)

Shen Jiarou also saw the words on the torn piece of paper, she raised her eyebrows slightly, took the note from Ye Zi'an's hand, and complained: "These games are Eros chattering and not speaking human words!"

The two walked out of the studio. The long corridor on the third floor overlooked the hall on the first floor. It was very quiet. The hall where the players gathered just now was extremely cold. This gap made Shen Jiarou feel strange. She asked unconsciously: "Where are they? Woolen cloth?"

"Perhaps, they are still deeply involved in the task... Sister Jiarou and I, you are the ones who have completed the task!"

"What will happen if you don't complete the task?" Shen Jiarou couldn't help asking, she curled her long hair mischievously with one hand, while asking Ye Zi'an.

Ye Zi'an frowned and didn't answer. He went downstairs faster, and Shen Jiarou didn't know, so he followed closely. As soon as they reached the first floor, a man rushed out of the kitchen. He was covered in blood. The identity of the visitor cannot be identified.

The man held the spoon high, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were about to split open, his head slowly and strangely turned to Ye Zi'an's direction, staring at Ye Zi'an, his eyes were sticky and cold like a poisonous snake.

Ye Zi'an recalled it for a while, and he whispered in disbelief: "Wang Jian?"

Chef Wang Jian shed blood and tears, dripping, mixed with the blood that hadn't dried before, and it was inevitable that it would seep into people.Shen Jiarou wanted to move forward, but Ye Zi'an suddenly pulled her back a step. Under the horrified eyes of the two, Wang Jian fell to the ground, his body was broken into several pieces, his head rolled around several times, and stopped in front of Ye Zi'an, his eyes still Open it, staring at Ye Zi'an.

The accident happened so suddenly, Shen Jiarou had lingering fears in her heart, she was about to discuss with Ye Zi'an what to do, when she saw Ye Zi'an striding towards the kitchen, Shen Jiarou had no choice but to follow her.

In the kitchen, the pot was gurgling, steaming steam came out from one corner, and various seasonings were scattered on the side. It could be seen that Wang Jian's cooking skills were not good, and scale stains were everywhere.

Ye Zi'an reached out to remove the lid from the pot, and a smell of sourness mixed with red wine and spices wafted out of the pot. He looked forward, his face changed drastically, and he immediately covered it tightly with the lid.

Shen Jiarou was really too curious, she propped her head, gently lifted the lid, and took a look into the pot, Wang Jian's body, limbs and his head with open eyes, which were obviously broken into several pieces just now, were gurgling together with the cinnamon star anise Cooking, the severed hand has been boiled red, even a little soft and rotten to the bone, the muscles and bones are blurred, and the big black eyes have been boiled into a gelatinous black, which is disgusting to see.

Shen Jiarou originally thought that Ye Zi'an would feel a strong sense of discomfort, but Ye Zi'an's face was calm and it didn't affect her.

Ye Zi'an saw Shen Jiarou's doubts, and he said: "I'm deconstructing these disgusting things, restoring their original appearance, rather than giving them human meaning."

"What?" Shen Jiarou was puzzled.

"It's just a pile of meat and bones, and then dissected at a deeper level... It's just tens of thousands of proteins, and its shape is blurred, so it's not that scary."

"...Really..." Shen Jiarou straightened up slowly, gradually regaining her composure, "I have to say, Ye Zi'an, your way of comforting people is quite special, but I like it."

"Sister Jiarou, I didn't comfort you. I really think so. Of course, if this can comfort you and make you feel better, then this beautiful misunderstanding can last for a long time."

Shen Jiarou choked for a moment, got up and ignored Ye Zian, a big straight man, and turned to look at the kitchen, where he could see the end at a glance, it seemed that no secrets could be hidden, and there seemed to be many secrets hidden.

This is a very strange intuition. Shen Jiarou is a woman. She believes in her intuition, but her eyes can't keep up with her intuition, so she had to ask Ye Zi'an for help, "What did you find?"

Ye Zi'an walked around in the kitchen, and suddenly said, "Wang Jian, you're a chef. His job is to cook for us?"

"What's the problem? He said it himself." Shen Jiarou followed Ye Zi'an around in the kitchen for no apparent reason. Ye Zi'an's hand touched the window, and there was thick dust.

"It looks like the kitchen hasn't been cleaned for a long time." Ye Zi'an opened the cabinet door, and there was nothing inside.

"I think Wang Jian has failed in his mission!"

When Shen Jiarou heard Ye Zi'an's words, she rolled her eyes and suddenly realized: "There is no piece of paper here?"

"Yes, a mysterious little piece of paper that reminds the player!"

Ye Zi'an suddenly walked out of the kitchen quickly again, the body that was broken into several pieces just now was gone, the floor was bright, and there was no blood.

Shen Jiarou was amazed when she saw it, she sighed: "When I play this game, what I hate the most is this kind of puzzle-solving game. I don't like solving puzzles, I don't like guessing... I'm more interested in pure Violence, enjoy the security brought by pure strength."

"But sister Jiarou, you have an extremely keen intuition, you should use it!" Ye Zi'an finished speaking, and returned to the kitchen, pointing to the pot that was still bubbling in the kitchen, he said to Shen Jiaju: "Sister Jiarou , you uncover it!"

"Intuition? Children, do you think people like to dissect them like medical students? To be honest, I don't really like people guessing my thoughts, motives, and analyzing my strengths and weaknesses. This makes me feel very insecure... "Although Shen Jiarou was joking, her hands didn't rest. She opened the lid as soon as she lifted the pot, and there was steaming hot stew in the pot.

She sighed, "Well, you're right, my intuition is indeed stronger than the average person. When Wang Jian's body disappeared, I vaguely guessed whether the things cooked in the pot had returned to normal. Well, if you I wish." Shen Jiarou seemed a little discouraged, no one had dared to guess her thoughts face to face, but Ye Zi'an had no malice, so she just let it go.

Shen Jiarou went to the cabinet again, touched it with her fingers, and found that it was clean without a trace of dust.

"Now, we have cut off the clue of Wang Jian." Ye Zi'an frowned tightly, looking a little melancholy, his face was pale due to long-term exercise, his body shook slightly, and he was as weak as a flower in the cold wind.

"If he also completes the task, he will get a certain key plot just like you and me, but the clue belonging to Wang Jian is broken."

Ye Zi'an clasped the corner of the table tightly, his fingertips turned white, the strong discomfort in his body reminded him to take a rest, but Ye Zi'an refused, he didn't easily show his fragility in front of others.

Shen Jiarou was immersed in reasoning and did not notice Ye Zi'an's abnormality. She turned around and excitedly said to Ye Zi'an: "Look what I found!"

Ye Zi'an took a deep breath, stabilized her body, and walked over to see what Shen Jiarou found.

Bible, cross, silver candles.

Black roses, red soil, some very short hair tied up with red strings.

Ye Zi'an and Shen Jiarou looked at the objects that suddenly appeared in the cabinet with a sense of mysterious ritual, and they were silent for a long time.

In the end, Shen Jiarou obviously couldn't hold back her words, "You didn't have these things when you opened the cabinet for the first time, right?"

"No, I'm sure, sister Jiarou."