Chapter 635 Goodbye Plum Blossom 8

The anxiety of being lost and the pressure brought by the audience's expectations made Chen Ling frown.

The good news is that after he continued to move forward for a distance, another giant object floated from a distance... It was not the big face before, but a roaring and running horse!

It was called a horse, but in fact it was just a three-dimensional painting outlined by geometric lines. The eyes the size of a fingernail were not neatly arranged together, and the exaggerated horse mouth was twisted in the air. It did not rush straight towards Chen Ling, but flew towards another direction like a meteor.

As it approached, Chen Ling's emotions were infected again, and panic and fear surged in his heart, even making Chen Ling's eyes unconsciously widen, as if he was going to become a frightened horse, turning around and running away with it.

Fortunately, Chen Ling finally suppressed this emotion. Looking closely, he saw that there was also a rotating "arrow" and a plum blossom mark on the horse's butt.

It was just that because the horse ran too fast, the "arrow" turned much faster than the one on the big face, but it was indeed pointing in the same direction from beginning to end.

Seeing this, Chen Ling immediately followed the "arrow" to correct his position and continued to move forward.

In the following process, Chen Ling encountered two giants one after another. One was a distorted figure crawling in panic in the void with deformed legs and feet; the other was a woman holding what looked like a child's body, galloping past him.

Every time they appeared, Chen Ling's emotions would be unconsciously mobilized, as if he had completely replaced them... Without exception, these giants seemed to be afraid of something, with their hearts full of prayers, grief and resentment, as if there was something invisible in the dark, torturing them.

Not surprisingly, the two giants also had "arrows" pointing on their bodies, and Chen Ling used them to complete two more corrections.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning in this world. Chen Ling didn't know how long he had moved forward. He could only see that the audience's expectations had dropped from the initial "44%" to "35%".

After several corrections, Chen Ling finally saw something different in this void.

It was a house.

In this empty world without earth, sky, or any material existence, an ordinary house floated quietly, just like a realist product suddenly appeared in a huge abstract painting, separated from the surrounding environment, with an inexplicable sense of abruptness.

Single-story, single door, a pair of windows; no light came out of the window, like a black abyss.

"Is the arrow pointing to here..."

Chen Ling looked at the house in front of him, and without much hesitation, he stepped into the void and came to its door.

This house has colors, and it is not as abstract as other giants. It is undoubtedly not a product of "Guernica". In addition to the plum blossom symbol and arrows seen along the way, Chen Ling has vaguely guessed who created this house.

Chen Ling took a deep breath and knocked on the door slowly.

Knock knock knock——

In the void, there was a dead silence.

He stood at the door in a red robe, waiting quietly. He hid a boning knife in his sleeve behind his back to prevent any unexpected situations...

After a few seconds, the door handle slowly turned and was opened from behind.

The door opened without making any sound. As the door was half opened, a figure stood there like a ghost, silent.

It was a dishevelled boy with a sallow complexion and bloodshot eyes, like a patient with neurasthenia...Every inch of his skin seemed to be exhausted to the extreme.

He saw Chen Ling behind the door, and after a long time, he spoke hoarsely:

"I thought it would be Li Shangfeng who opened this door...I didn't expect it to be you."

Chen Ling looked at the boy in front of him, and his brows frowned unconsciously...He recognized Meihua 8 at a glance. After all, they had met before in the Aurora Realm, and they had arrived in the Red Dust Realm together. But what surprised him was that Meihua 8 in front of him was completely different from before he came to the Red Dust.

If Plum 8 was a high-spirited genius in the Aurora Realm, the one standing in front of Chen Ling now looked like a lifeless and extremely haggard prisoner.

Especially the look he gave Chen Ling. Facing such a sudden guest, there was no surprise in his eyes, only deep sadness and pain... Chen Ling remembered this look, which was almost exactly the same as the giants that just floated by.

"Plum 8." Chen Ling frowned and asked, "What... have you experienced?"

"... Come in and tell me."

Plum 8's pale fingers loosened the door, took a half step back, and motioned Chen Ling to come in.

Chen Ling walked into the house and then carefully looked at the environment here. The furnishings in the house were extremely simple, with a bed, a chair, a table, and messy paintbrushes all over the floor;

If there was any difference between this place and the prison Chen Ling had seen, it was probably the curtains here, which were colorful and had flying cartoon butterfly patterns on them, which was the only warm place in this small room.

"Sit down." Club 8 pointed to the chair, as if too tired to say another word.

Chen Ling sat down on the chair, and then seemed to remember something,

"Who is Li Shangfeng you just mentioned?"

"Oh... you don't know his real name." Club 8 said lightly, "Heart 9, you should know now?"

The carefree look of the 9 of Hearts suddenly flashed through Chen Ling's mind, and she couldn't connect this elegant and heroic name with this living treasure.

"……knew."

"Is he here?"

"Come right away, I'm here to explore the way."

"Dare to come to Fushenghua Headquarters alone to explore the way... You are indeed a monster with the intention of 'destroying the world'." Meihua 8 slowly sat down on her bed, leaning against the wall, her voice was a little weak, "Have you seen The second hall?”

"Um."

"He didn't kill you?"

"No, I used some information to make a deal with him... Although he looks a bit strange, he seems to be quite principled."

Plum Blossom 8 seemed to have remembered something, and the corner of her mouth raised a slight arc:

"Indeed, although that guy is just playing with abstraction, he never engages in abstraction when it comes to doing things."

"So what exactly is this place? And what is Guernica?"

Hearing this question, the smile on Plum Blossom 8's lips gradually faded.

He sat up straight and spoke hoarsely:

"Guernica is a painting."

"A painting?"

"To be precise, it's a Cubist abstract painting... This is what the Second Palace found deep in the Qingdao ancient collection." Plum Blossom 8 faced the window and raised her chin.

"Did you see those abstract 'monsters' on your way here?"