Everyone looked over. Cheng Miao stood up and looked at Lin Zhu with a somewhat excited tone, "Lin Zhu, you were looking at the doll before you had the hallucination, right?"
Lin Zhu nodded without knowing why, and added weakly, "It seems to be no different from what we usually see."
"There is a difference," Cheng Miao recalled his experience, "It's been the third day since we came to this dungeon. Dolls are common to us, especially under the premise that it may cause us to trigger the law of death. Why would we still do it? Pick up the doll and look at it again?"
Some details are too small, and once people's thinking goes into misunderstandings, they will get stuck in them.
Cheng Miao didn't show off and directly stated his thoughts, "It's light!"
Light?
No one reacted and continued to look at Cheng Miao blankly.
Only Qiudong's expression relaxed slightly, and the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth widened.
"To be precise, it should be the reflection of light. The reason why I looked at the puppet just now is because I saw the light reflected from the puppet's eyes on the piano's paint surface. I was attracted by these two points of light and followed the puppet. I just thought about picking it up to see what the difference is."
At this point, Lin Zhu also remembered. He patted his head and agreed, "Yes, I was stung by the light reflected from the lens in the eyes, so I felt strange and went to find the source of the reflection."
Cheng Miao nodded, and Lin Zhu's statement confirmed the correctness of her thinking, "Xiao Yan's accident happened in the bathroom, and Brother Lu happened in the living room with windows on all sides. And Brother Lu didn't draw the bed curtains at night because he was afraid of catching fire. The two of them most likely saw the doll's eyes reflected in front of glass and mirrors."
Jiang Chen patted his hands twice in a gentlemanly manner, "That's a good idea."
Cheng Miao looked at Jiang Chen speechlessly. The ones wearing glasses here were Jiang Chen and Lin Zhu.
With Jiang Chen's strength, I believe he had already encountered similar hallucinations and cracked them, but he didn't say anything and insisted on figuring them out on his own.
The noisy Gu Jian had probably noticed it a long time ago, but didn't say anything because he thought it was funny.
Cheng Miao looked at Lin Zhu with confirmation, "So your idea about the reminder is right, it's the puppet. Now everyone knows the key to hallucination. If you see the reflected light, don't look for it."
While he was talking, he heard Kojima calling the player from the second floor, saying that it was time to visit the studio.
Cheng Miao led everyone up to the third floor and into the studio, which had its door opened.
Kojima was pushing Yuko in a wheelchair, standing at the end of the studio.
The studio is also very large, filled with easels and stacks of watercolors.
"Ahem, everyone is welcome to visit my studio. This is where I usually create. Painting paper is flammable. Please be careful with candles when visiting." Xizi was still not in good health. After saying these two sentences, she sat quietly. In a wheelchair.
Huahua Xiaodao has nothing to explain to the players. He stands behind Xizi to accompany his lover.
Everyone was cautiously visiting the room. Among other things, the paintings that can be seen everywhere in this castle were produced here, so these paintings covered with white cloth must also be of that terrifying woman.
No one intends to touch the paintings, so the player creates an awkward situation in the studio.
Cheng Miao was different. She carefully lifted a corner of the painting, and then slowly opened it.
no.
It’s not that weird painting under the white cloth.
What appeared in front of Cheng Miao was an oil painting of a lakeside garden. The colors were bright and vivid. Even for a person like Cheng Miao who didn't know how to paint, he knew that this painting made people feel comfortable.
Cheng Miao stood in front of the picture without moving, while Lin Zhu, Qin Musong and Qi Jiajia followed her example and lifted the other white cloths.
No, not a single painting is the same as the painting hanging outside the castle.
The colors used in these paintings are bold and bright, and they convey a strong and joyful emotion.
Cheng Miao looked at the woman sitting by the bed, took two steps forward, looked at the woman's pale face and asked, "Madam, were you the ones who painted these paintings and the decorative paintings hanging in the castle? "
Xizi nodded, and Cheng Miao showed a suitably puzzled expression, "Then why are there such big differences between the paintings here and the paintings hanging in the castle."
A faint smile appeared on Xizi's face, "People of different ages naturally want to try different styles. Now I prefer bolder creations."
Cheng Miao was silent. The painter's style is naturally not static.
But for a person's painting style to change from sunny to scary and weird, such a big span should not happen inexplicably.
Cheng Miao looked at Xizi, who smiled and patted Xiaodao's hand on her shoulder, "My dear, I'm a little tired. Please take me back to my room."
There was some hesitation on Xiaodao's face, and Yuko said softly, "It doesn't matter, they are all well-educated guests, just let them stay here."
Kojima nodded, apologized to the player, and pushed Xizi away first.
"Search quickly." Cheng Miao whispered to his teammates as soon as the island left.
The other players were not idle either. Knowing that there was no painting that could kill people, they relaxed their hands and feet.
Peng Sheng was not welcome anywhere now. He moved next to Yunsu, who was the most indifferent, and followed her to search the inside of the studio.
Peng Sheng was a restless person. Looking at Yunsu who was searching the room seriously, he followed behind and asked curiously, "Sister Yunsu, this bracelet of yours is very beautiful. Where did it come from?"
Yunsu looked at the bracelet in her hand that she had not taken off all year round, with a faint smile on her face, "This is mine in real life. It was given to me by my husband."
Peng Sheng said "Oh" and scratched his head, "Does this thing work in the game?"
Yunsu smiled and shook his head, "This kind of thing works well if you believe it."
Peng Sheng mentally planned to go out and see if there were any in the grocery store. If it was not expensive, he would buy one for himself. If nothing else, it would give him some psychological comfort.
Yunsu glanced at Peng Sheng and whispered to him about some experiences of finding things in copies.
"Generally, there will be mechanisms not in obvious places. But the mechanisms cannot be too difficult. If they are beyond the player's ability, the mechanism of the dungeon will be unfair."
Peng Sheng nodded and looked around, not sure if he heard it.
Yunsu didn't mind either. His tone was neither urgent nor slow, but his eyes looked at a place on the bookshelf that was glowing.
"For example, here, this book obviously has nothing to do with the books in this series. If you look carefully, you will find clues."
After saying that, Yunsu pressed on the books on the bookshelf.
"Boom", the secret door behind the bookshelf slowly opened, revealing the dark room inside.
Yunsu smiled and went in directly.
Peng Sheng hesitated outside. They were in a room inside the studio. Should they call the people outside?
But this had to be counted into the points. Thinking that Cheng Miao was not willing to let him and Qin Musong live in the same room, Peng Sheng narrowed his eyes, turned around and followed Yunsu into the darkroom.
