123. Colorful Amusement Park

The comments were all shocked by this move.

[Fuck, didn’t the clown just say that he was selling balloons here? How come the magician was able to connect with him in an instant? It’s so scary]

[This... might be the strange feeling between the magician and the clown? ]

[But then again, although this clown is ugly, he is still cute (whispering.jpg)]

[I, I also want to say this, there is a weird cute feeling orz, so then again, the magician can perfectly understand the clown’s meaning, so he is not a normal person after all]

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After saying goodbye to the only good ghost clown that Zong Jiu found in the amusement park tonight, he continued to walk forward with the smiley balloon.

Staring at the big smiley face on the balloon, Zong Jiu paused, lowered his head, and carefully tied the white string to the button of the windbreaker on his chest, and continued to walk forward slowly.

It's amazing, maybe it's because he finally met a good ghost, the ghosts that Zong Jiu met next time were also mixed with good and bad, unlike before when he could feel the strong malice without any disguise just by standing by.

Gradually, after walking all the way, Zong Jiu found a pattern.

Those who were covered with cute doll shells, such as Little Red Riding Hood with a strawberry basket, Alice in a poker skirt, and the big white rabbit holding a carrot in her hand... Almost without exception, they were all bad ghosts. And these guys also acted very friendly to the trainees. Under the premise of the main system NPC's promise that they could not harm the trainees during non-active time, many low-level trainees let down their guard against them.

On the contrary, the clown with bright and scary oil paint on his face, the mad hatter in an unknown outfit, and the weird woman wearing a red skirt and a hood floating in the air, these dolls have little malice and no clues can be found.

But the problem is that these ghost dolls are not normal. The clown sells balloons, the mad hatter dances on the street, and the weird woman hangs on the tree and sings. Any normal person will be scared, let alone go up to talk to them.

As the saying goes, you can't judge a person by his appearance, and now you can't judge a ghost by his appearance.

Who knows whether the ghosts under the skin of these dolls are good or bad.

The lights in the amusement park are dazzling, and every road seems to be shining, making people don't know where to go.

Countless figures passed by him, and the figures flickered into black shadows that could not be seen clearly, blurring into a piece under the night sky.

Only Zong Jiu was still walking alone.

The young man walked beside the retro lampposts burning with golden red flames. The khaki windbreaker over his knees made him look tall and slender, and the white hair that was usually as cold as snow on the mountaintops also had a warm and bright color. When he looked up, his profile was as beautiful as the artwork favored by the Creator, not like an ordinary person.

In the distance, the artist doll who was painting accidentally saw this scene, and the thick paintbrush was frozen in place.

After a long time, the doll trembled all over as if it had received great inspiration. The tip of the brush quickly turned in the paint bottle, and the previous picture of the crucifixion of Jesus tied to the cross was hastily peeled off and thrown aside. He set up a new drawing board on the easel and began to paint with concentration.

Zong Jiu didn't notice this little episode at all.

He stood there for a while, and didn't find any dolls in District 1 that could eavesdrop on intelligence. There were not many trainees nearby.

Because he was still carrying a balloon, Zong Jiu couldn't ride the exciting rides. After walking around for two rounds, he didn't know what to do.

Only after playing all the rides in the amusement park can you exchange for a C-level blind box. This reward is a warm gift from the main system for low-level trainees, but it is not enough for high-level trainees.

If you want to get this blind box, it is no exaggeration to say that these twenty days have to be spent on promoting the rides non-stop. With this time, it is better to explore more intelligence.

It is precisely because of this that low-level trainees will rush to play the rides, while high-level, organized trainees are drawing maps, exploring intelligence, and preparing for the Halloween event twenty days later.

Half a minute later, the magician walked silently to the entrance of the carousel.

The carousel is right next to the castle. There are three layers in total. From a distance, it looks like a dream cake decorated with cream bows, and each layer is glowing with warm colors.

The barrage was stunned to see the white-haired magician pick a white horse, sit on it and spin in circles with the music. The smiley balloons were going up and down beside him, which was very inconsistent with his silent face at the moment.

[...I don't know why, after seeing this scene, I, who is usually eloquent, actually lost my ability to speak]

[What a coincidence, I am the same]

[Ah, who would have thought that the white-haired beauty would like to play the merry-go-round, but hehe, the contrast is cute! ]

[Such a big three-story carousel... the magician is the only one playing it, doesn't he think there is something wrong? ]

Soon, the barrage of comments became more complicated.

Because they also saw another person on this empty carousel.

The other person was sitting in the carriage under the carousel, but he didn't get on the horse.

The man's white robe with gold thread was pure and spotless, like Raphael's frescoes on the curved wall of the Vatican's painted windows in the 15th century, sacred and incomparable. The colorful lights on the ceiling of the carousel reflected on the man's golden hair, and cast a layer of holy color on his smiling face.

Sensing the prying eyes, Zong Jiu glanced casually, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Messiah greeted him very friendly: "Magician, what a coincidence, you are also playing the carousel?"

Coincidence, it's 100% intentional!

Zong Jiu knew that Messiah had been controlled by the devil a long time ago. This timeline might have been long before Messiah entered the infinite loop. It was very likely that it was the first puppet deeply controlled by No.1.

After a moment, his sight calmed down again.

The white-haired young man nodded coldly, "It turned out to be His Excellency the Holy Son. What a coincidence."

Among all the puppets controlled by No.1, Messiah was definitely the most difficult one.

He was a precious healer, and he had his own power. Not only was he well-reputed, but there were also many people who supported him. Even if many people had no connection with him, they had received favors from him and would be willing to help him if something really happened.

The blond Holy Son didn't mind his indifference at all, and his attitude was normal, "Since we parted in the first copy, my little brother has really risen to the top, and his future is limitless."

Here it comes, the title of little brother comes again.

Zong Jiu felt a little bit jealous, "You are too kind, I don't deserve it."

Now there are so many people around, Zong Jiu will pretend to cooperate and stab him in the back, and No.1 didn't reveal his vest in front of him. So Zong Jiu pretended not to know, said hello, and found an excuse to leave after the carousel stopped.

Fortunately, Messiah didn't mean to follow him, but kept smiling, watching the white-haired magician leave his sight, then got off the carousel slowly and walked slowly to the tree beside him.

On the side of the road, the artist doll with a drawing board was still tinkering with the scene that flashed with inspiration just now.

His body was covered by the wide doll clothes, but it didn't affect his painting speed at all.

The slender brush was grasped, and a few strokes fell on the drawing board.

The ghosts and monsters that were put into the Colorful Amusement Park by the main system are all kinds of strange, of all categories, and of course, of all professions. For example, this artist who is oblivious to the outside world and only wants to paint.

The artist is a small boss in the F-level copy, not even a fierce ghost, but is a person who is pulled into the infinite loop for the first time to train the courage of novices. He is peaceful by nature and does not kill innocent people indiscriminately. As long as you can see what he draws in his paintings, you can pass the level safely and will not make things difficult for the trainees. Occasionally, when he meets a trainee who is very much to his taste, the artist will even give him special props such as his old paintbrushes. His temper is extremely good.

So after being pulled to a new scene by the main system, the artist skillfully looked around the nearby scenes, leisurely opened his painting box, found a seat and sat down to start painting.

Unexpectedly, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the scene just now.

The artist is good at landscape painting and rarely paints portraits.

But since we have become ghosts, we have endless life, so we can learn as much as we can.

The scene of the extraordinary white-haired young man standing under the tree and looking up at the stars gave the artist infinite inspiration, and he started to paint without stopping.

He painted very quickly, and he was a great artist. He sketched a general image with a few strokes, and then touched up some paint to create the scene and atmosphere.

The artist became more and more excited as he painted.

He had a hunch that this painting would become the most satisfying one among his few portraits, and it might even become a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation! How could this not make people happy?

So he started to paint even faster.

It is said that people will forget other things when they are focused, and ghosts are the same.

After the artist carefully sketched a pair of narrow eyes for the person in the painting, mixed red and white in the painting plate, and dyed the pupils with a touch of powder, he let out a long breath and slowly stopped painting.

The most vivid and important part of a portrait is the eyes, which are the windows to a person's soul.

Fortunately, these eyes did not make any mistakes, and even performed better, making the white-haired young man really jump on the paper.

When the artist put down his pen and was about to pick up this masterpiece, a very gentle voice suddenly came from his side.

"Finished?"

The blond saint stood beside the easel, the center of his blue eyes had long been dyed into a cold dark gold, staring at the painting in front of the artist without blinking.

The painting is beautiful.

The background is the stars and the night sky, and under the night sky is the gorgeous warm golden red light.

Under the light, the white-haired young man pursed his lips and looked up at the starry sky, with a smiley balloon floating beside him.

The artist used a very imagery technique, using different forms of white to pile oil paint around the young man, making his eyebrows and eyes look like a painting, but with an unkindness, and expressing the high-handed indifference in the young man's temperament extremely vividly.

But the Messiah looked at the painting with a somewhat unfathomable expression.

"How?"

The artist thought he was going to praise this great work, and proudly stepped aside two steps to make it easier for the other party to watch.

"Not even close."

The blond saint chuckled, suddenly picked up a paintbrush from the bucket, dipped it in paint and painted it.

Messiah's movements were so fast that the artist hadn't reacted yet, and the person in the painting was stained with a deep black.

The artist was about to throw down his brush in anger, but he was shocked to find that the other party's technique of not only putting down the brush but also drawing the lines clearly showed that his artistic attainments were not inferior to his own, but even better.

As he watched, the artist was also attracted and forgot what he was going to do. He focused on watching Messiah paint.

After a while, the painting changed in just a few minutes and became another look.

The white around the young man disappeared, and turned into a deep and sticky black.

The black claws and fangs surrounded the young man, sinking deep into the devil's palm, like dragging a treasure down.

The use of black is also very wonderful, and the wonderful thing is the contrast and contrast, which changes the whole style of the painting and gives it another artistic conception.

The blond saint pinched his chin, admired it for a long time, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"How beautiful, this is what he should look like."

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