No matter how much Lin Ting tried to persuade him, Xiao Bai refused to move even an inch.
After she got up, she discovered that the wall covering in the bedroom had begun to peel off in a small area, revealing the dark interior.
The whole room became much more worn out.
An easel also appeared in the corner of the room.
Lin Ting pulled open the white cloth covering it and saw the bright and moving face inside.
It was her.
Lin Ting saw Xu Qingzhi's name written on the lower right corner of the canvas.
She carefully checked every corner of the easel to make sure there were no hidden rules before opening the door.
On the bedroom door, a bloody palm print was clearly visible.
Aunt Li has already prepared breakfast and placed it on the table.
There are still two sets of bowls and chopsticks.
Lin Ting only glanced at it and went to the bathroom to wash up.
As soon as she turned the faucet, she heard a whimper coming from the dark hole of the sink.
Immediately afterwards, the faucet, which was clearly flowing with clean water, actually burned with a bright red flame!
The flame burned straight towards the black hole, and after a faint wailing, there was no more movement.
The flames turned to a trickle again, as if what had just happened had never happened.
Lin Ting had long been used to it and showed no expression from beginning to end.
As soon as the toilet door was opened, Aunt Li was standing at the door, her toes pressed tightly against the threshold stone.
It’s almost a slap in the face!
Lin Ting quickly took a step back.
Aunt Li's face is even weirder today.
Her entire face drooped down a bit, revealing the scarlet muscle tissue underneath, and her eyes were half covered by the face.
So ugly!
Lin Ting looked away in disgust.
"Miss, it's time to eat."
Lin Ting sat at the dinner table, stirring the porridge in front of her with a spoon, and pulled out a mouse tail from the bottom of the porridge!
Her heart skipped a beat and she almost threw the entire bowl out.
Lin Ting raised his head and met Aunt Li's sinister smile.
"What's wrong? Miss, why don't you eat?"
Lin Ting knew that he definitely couldn't eat this bowl of porridge.
It was obvious that the food inside had been contaminated.
Her face darkened and she said seriously: "Aunt Li, why did you make me such a clear soup with little water? Where is my meat skin?"
The smile on Aunt Li's face went away, the corners of her mouth drooped, and she responded in a low voice: "Okay, I will do it for you now."
After saying that, he turned back to the kitchen.
Lin Ting had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of a knife chopping hard on the cutting board, accompanied by a woman's wailing.
"Clang!"
"No! Please! I didn't mean it!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"Help me...Lin Ting...help me..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Lin Ting—go to hell—you go to hell—"
Lin Ting frowned slightly.
The rules say, [If you hear cries for help in the kitchen during the day, ignore them and do not enter the kitchen. 】
She knew that the kitchen was definitely the most dangerous place.
At the same time, players from the other eight countries who survived this copy also flipped over the rat tail at the bottom of the bowl.
Some people haven’t even turned to the rules paper underneath the cat food.
Contestants from three countries sent Aunt Li away, but after hearing the cry for help from the kitchen, they couldn't help but lean over to take a look.
The moment their live broadcast screen faced the kitchen, a strange face appeared on it with half of its head exposed, grinning with a bloody mouth.
The room was instantly filled with blood, and countless rats emerged from every corner.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."
In their live broadcast room, the audience only saw bright red, and then the live screen went black.
The contestant from Beautiful Country suppressed his nausea and ate a whole bowl of porridge, then returned to the bedroom with Aunt Li's satisfied eyes.
But the picture in her eyes became more eerie and terrifying.
All the walls in the room began to peel off quickly, as if they were being swallowed by darkness. There was no light even during the day.
Xiaobai had completely turned into black fur and looked at her coldly with his pupils raised.
But just when she was about to pick up the cat and throw it downstairs, Xiaobai opened his bloody mouth and bit her head off.
"Zi!"
Blood splattered everywhere.
And the body of the beautiful country player completely turned into the shape of a mouse.
So far, among the players who entered the dungeon, only 5 of them, including Lin Ting, are still alive——
At this time, Aunt Li came over with a bowl of pork skin and white rice.
"Miss, your skin."
Aunt Li put the bowl on the table and no longer stood by and looked at her coldly like before, but walked straight back to the kitchen.
Lin Ting picked up the white rice next to him, scooped it up a few times with a spoon, and ate it after seeing nothing unusual.
There was half a bowl left, so she took it to the room and fed it to Xiaobai.
Xiaobai refused to crawl to a place with light, so Lin Ting had no choice but to push the bowl under the bed and watch it eat.
She stretched out her hand and stroked the hair on its body, and found that several strands of hair were now darker.
Lin Ting stood up and turned to face the photo frame.
In her impression, she and Xu Qingzhi in this photo were very close, but now she showed a resentful expression in it.
Lin Ting put the photo frame on the table, put the bowl back in its place, and returned to the table.
Drawers hold canvases, paints and brushes.
Lin Ting's fingers brushed the canvas, but it never felt like linen.
It looks a bit like animal skin.
But if she looked with her eyes, she could still see the pores woven into the cloth.
This may be a cover-up in the strange world.
Lin Ting closed her eyes and felt the texture of the fur carefully.
An idea made her hair stand on end.
Maybe this is human skin.
And it’s still a woman’s human skin.
It feels extremely delicate and smooth, with a moderate thickness. It should be taken from the heart.
Lin Ting immediately thought of the head in the refrigerator.
Perhaps, it was peeled off from that body.
She placed all the painting tools on the table, closed her eyes and touched them carefully.
There is nothing wrong with the brush, the softness is moderate.
The paint is indeed thinner and more viscous than ordinary paint.
Lin Ting smelled it closely and indeed smelled a slight fishy smell.
She turned to look at the painting that suddenly appeared in the morning. The background of Qiao Xiaoqianxi's portrait turned into darkness at some point, and some strange-shaped objects could be vaguely seen, such as twisted trees and buildings.
The whole picture becomes depressing because of the background.
Even though it's daytime, there's still something eerie about the painting when the sun shines on it.
Lin Ting got closer and smelled it, and sure enough she smelled a stink that made her back shiver.
At this moment, a woman's weird laughter sounded around.
"Kekeke..."
