Chapter 910 Talents Wither

When the two interrelated death portraits were placed together, Jie Zheng's figure completely disappeared into the tea room.

The rules determine that the matryoshka procedure is established.

If you want to kill Jie Zheng, you must first kill Dai Yingqi.

At this moment, a face with cold white skin lifted up faintly, and there was a faint fire burning in the two deeply sunken eye sockets.

The painter ghost has failed four times in a row with this man, and his murderous intention has reached its peak.

And the person who did all this was actually an ordinary clerk who didn't have a single sinful thing in his body.

The painter ghost looked at the two death portraits on the tea table, suddenly dropped his palm and pressed it into his palm.

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Dai Yingqi was standing in the grocery room, facing the corner, motionless.

He looked at a brand new set of "paper, pen and ink" placed on a wooden box, and there was panic in his eyes.

Although it had been known for a long time that Mei Sheng's escape would cause the remaining people to be chased by ghosts.

But I didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

In fact, this is already very slow.

Xie Zheng's tactics were tough and delayed for a long time.

But people are often like this. When they encounter good things, they always want time to pass slower, and when they encounter bad things, they feel that time passes quickly.

Dai Yingqi is not a newcomer either.

So the hiding place he chose was very subtle.

The entire villa is a large secret room, and you cannot leave until the mission is over.

But Dai Yingqi had already silently noted the location of this utility room in her heart when she searched the second floor.

This utility room on the second floor has a particularly special design.

There is a secret door above and below it, which can lead directly to the first and third floors.

Perhaps it was designed like this because various consumables are stored here and need to be obtained from time to time.

And this place is obviously an excellent hiding place. You can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat.

As long as the ghost does not have the ability to teleport, there is great hope of escaping before the attack is established.

But Dai Yingqi also understood that the first goal of the ghost should be to correct the problem.

There is a high probability that Xie Zheng will not die. The fact that he threw out the death portrait of Mei Sheng means that he has already thought of a way out.

Dai Yingqi must assume that Jie Zheng also has the death portraits of him and Qiu Zheyan to ward off disaster when the crisis comes.

Theoretically speaking, if Jie Zheng can draw, Dai Yingqi can also draw.

But he took no action during this period, not wanting to escape in this way.

If the death portraits of two people really appear at the same time, then there are only the following three situations:

First, Dai Yingqi died first;

Second, the solution is to die first;

Third, two people die together.

No matter which situation happens, Dai Yingqi doesn't want to see it, because it means that the frequency of ghost killings has been artificially accelerated.

Mei Sheng didn't know what crime he used to escape, but the price was high, and it would take some time to recover.

Dai Yingqi is a smart man. He knows that what he has to do is to delay time.

So he picked up the brand new set of paper, pen and ink and began to smear on the paper.

Just as he drew the outline of a person, the whole room fell into pure darkness.

Dai Yingqi's back began to feel cold, and a desperate aura was coming from behind, making him shrink his neck.

"The ghost is coming..."

This is obvious.

While Dai Yingqi was still able to move, she grabbed paper, pen and ink in the darkness and kicked over the wooden box.

In a place invisible to the human eye, a downward vertical staircase appears.

He had already been prepared, holding three items in his hands, and jumped down from the vertical ladder.

Jumping from the second floor to the next floor will not cause injury at this height, but posture is important.

Dai Yingqi had already rehearsed it many times in his mind when he was hiding, so he still did it perfectly even in the dark.

With a bang, his feet hit the ground hard, kicking up a cloud of dust.

His numb legs were a little swollen, but fortunately he didn't fall.

However, he was surprised to find that even after escaping from the second floor to the first floor, the darkness in front of him still did not dissipate.

It stands to reason that the influence of ghosts should be weakened at this distance, but why is the surrounding area still as dark as ink...

Dai Yingqi had no time to think about it. He was holding paper, pen and ink and was about to flee along with his memory.

But the next second, a blood-covered figure suddenly appeared in his black vision and stood in front of him.

He stopped subconsciously, and the blood shadow disappeared like an illusion.

But taking another step forward, the blood shadow reappeared.

The two bloody shadows were revealed, making Dai Yingqi realize that something was wrong. What was even weirder was that he vaguely recognized the identity of the shadow.

"Why did Jie Zheng...appear in my field of vision?"

Immediately, this question has an answer.

There was a touch of moisture and coldness on Dai Yingqi's delicate face. He subconsciously raised his head and touched it, almost making him scream out in surprise.

He touched a round thing on his face, and there was still liquid on the surface of the thing.

"This is...this is my eye?!"

Dai Yingqi's heart was shattered. He finally understood why no matter where he fled, his vision was blank.

That's because at some point, two of his eyeballs fell off.

Paper, pen and ink were thrown to the ground. Dai Yingqi held her two eyeballs with trembling hands in horror.

Such a horrifying scene, he was completely unconscious and did not feel any pain.

But at this moment, he wished he could regain his sense of pain, which could at least explain the strange situation today.

Dai Yingqi's whole body was trembling. He couldn't move forward and felt that his consciousness was getting blurry.

He had imagined that his death might be painful or torturous.

But I never thought that I would be walking toward death step by step in ignorance and confusion.

Dai Yingqi knelt on the ground, and her two eyeballs began to melt, turning into a viscous liquid that slipped through her fingers.

In the Zhuma Guild Hall mission, his performance was not outstanding, but it was remarkable and he was also a talent.

But this place has never lacked talents, let alone dead talents, just like Zhan Xun back then.

Dai Yingqi is dead, and the better person is Jie Zheng.

His figure slowly crawled out from the melted liquid in Dai Yingqi's eyeballs, leaving vague blood marks on the floor.

Outside the utility room on the first floor, it was completely dark, with only sporadic rays of light still shining on the treetops.

Jie Zheng's physical strength began to drain away rapidly, and his vision was also filled with pure darkness.

This method of death was set up by him himself, just like Dai Yingqi.

Now that the first layer of matryoshka has been torn apart, it will soon be his turn.

Jie Zheng lay on the ground and gave up struggling, because by now he was at the end of his rope and had exhausted all his means.

He just turned his head and pointed it at the window, although he couldn't see anything in his eyes.

When the first eyeball fell off, he muttered a name angrily:

"The sound of plum blossoms... the sound of plum blossoms..."

The last trace of afterglow was completely lost, and the entire sky became the home of darkness.

A half-dead man crawled over the dead body, and the second eyeball fell out of its socket and quickly began to melt.

However, at this moment, Jie Zheng's body lying on the ground suddenly trembled for a moment, and a ray of white light crushed the darkness and broke through the wall.

A power superior to ghosts descended from the sky and enveloped the dying Jie Zheng.

At this moment, Xie Zheng slowly closed his arms, put the "paper, pen and ink" under him into his arms, revealing a row of bleeding teeth:

"Mei Sheng, you really don't dare to kill me."