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95.Chapter 94 Me and my corpse

Chapter 94 Me and my corpse

Xia Yang in the red mural is sitting on the sofa and looking back; Gao Ming in the real living room is standing next to the sofa, facing the wall.

They looked at each other, the flowing red and distorted darkness divided the picture.

In the painting, Xia Yang seemed to have become a part of the painting. He smiled as usual, and his eyes gradually moved from Gao Ming to his hands..

Those hands were not painted with paint, but with blood, and every finger was soaked in the blood of the victim..

Gently holding a finger in his mouth, Xia Yang closed his eyes, as if he was recalling a certain feeling..

He seemed to have a sudden inspiration, turned around and walked upstairs.

“How is this done? "Gao Ming knew that Dead Water had obtained a very special black and white photo of his body, but he had never seen that photo in detail..

Approaching the mural, Gao Ming discovered that there were some differences between this huge painting and reality..

There are blood-colored murals on the walls of the real living room. In the mural, there are several blurry paintings hanging on the walls of the living room..

The more Gao Ming wanted to see clearly, the blurry the paintings became. He kept getting closer and moving forward, as if he was attracted by something..

By the time he reacted, everything around him had turned red, and he had walked into the painting at some point..

Looking around, the living room in reality had disappeared. He seemed to be trapped in the painting..

“I didn’t feel the existence of shadows. Could it be that the interior of this painting, like my torture chamber, is a space independent of the shadow world and reality?？”

As soon as this idea came to his mind, a drop of red paint fell on Gao Ming's face, and the skin covered by the paint seemed to slowly turn into blood..

“Xia Yang just went upstairs.”

After working together for several years, Gao Ming only now has a real understanding of Xia Yang..

No one can enter Xia Yang's heart. He treats everyone gently and despises everyone equally..

He lives a casual life and never gets angry. Maybe deep down in his heart, he doesn't regard people as human beings at all..

How could the owner of the garden get angry with the flowers in the garden?？

Walking to the sofa again, Gao Ming stepped on the blood-red floor, approached the wall, and looked at the paintings hanging there..

In this living room that is completely wrapped in blood, the three paintings on the wall look different. They each have different colors. It feels like... the colorful Gaoming in the black and white photos..

The first painting is full of handsome men and women. Their body proportions are perfect. They are simply masterpieces of nature. But in the painting, they have lost their hands or feet, and their symmetry has been forcibly broken..

In the second painting, there is a baby boy with the appearance of an adult. His hands and feet are about the same size. He curls up, as if he has returned to his mother's belly and is in the stage of pregnancy again..

The third painting is more complicated. An old man stands in front of the God of Death. He looks back and sees that the path he came from is paved with his younger self. There is a newborn baby on the first step. Coincidentally, it is that Death placed the baby on the steps.

Gao Ming stepped on the steps and reached the second floor. He heard the sound of the brush sliding on the paper..

After walking through the scraps of manuscripts all over the floor, Gao Ming stopped in front of the master bedroom door..

Xia Yang, who was covered in blood, cut open his heart, held a paintbrush, and created a life-size self-portrait on a huge canvas with the blood in his heart..

“Coming? I've been waiting for you for a long time." Xia Yang didn't look back and was still creating. The life-size self-portrait seemed to be all his hard work..

“Did you know I would come to you? "Gao Ming's journey was smooth, and the doors to the villa were all open..

“The Backwater Forum has just been set up 23 hours ago. Only four people know the various code words I wrote, myself, the Backwater administrator and two murdered horror game players. But this morning, there is one person who is not only proficient in all the code words, but also proficient in them. He was talking to the administrator, as if he was deliberately testing something." Xia Yang's painting movements did not pause at all, as if he was saying a very common thing: "Dead people cannot speak, and the administrator himself did not fully understand the code words. In the end, What's outrageous is that I haven't finalized some of the code words yet, but that person actually helped me perfect them. It was like he had seen the future..”

When Gao Ming used the secret code of the Surabaya forum in the morning, he really ignored this point because he didn't know when Backwater established the forum and how far it had gone..

“When I watched that person chatting with the administrator in the morning, I roughly guessed that person was You." Xia Yang's voice was unhurried and unhurried: "Because the game you made became a reality, and all those horrible things happened. , it seems like you can really see the future.”

“Why would you go to an art exhibition and throw that painting in the trash can if you already discovered it? With your ability, you can continue to pretend." Gao Ming couldn't guess what Xia Yang was thinking. Such a crazy and extreme person thinks in a different way from normal people..

“Because I am also curious, what will be my ending in the future? "Xia Yang finished the last stroke and turned around, revealing his almost hollowed-out chest..

“The future is not static, I only saw one ending." Gao Ming touched his heart gently: "You have become the top player in Hanhai, and your reputation as a backwater has made even the investigation bureau find it difficult. You have a very strong influence among the players. Appealing power, and then you carefully planned and cooperated with more than a dozen players to hunt me down and divide me into pieces..”

“Why would I kill you? What's the reason? "Xia Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, with a smile on his lips..

“I have disclosed the clearance strategy for the subsequent games, but the original clearance strategy is only known to you, me and Wei Dayou." Gao Ming did not lie, he now feels like he is having a conversation with the fate of a certain part of the future..

“For the benefit of all players, you have disclosed the game guide. Everyone knows that you have obtained the guide in advance, and they feel that you must have something good, so they choose to hunt you as a target." Xia Yang threw away the brush in his hand: "I have not yet When I finished this painting, the brush was an indispensable part of me, but when I finished the last work, everything that was once indispensable can be thrown away.”

“What you said makes sense, so I won’t disclose all the information casually this time..”

“In this case, will the future you see never happen? "Xia Yang is not afraid of death, he seems to just want to talk to Gao Ming.

“Not necessarily, there are too many murderers of mine, and fate will force you to go in a certain direction." Gao Ming's words were very free and easy, but only he knew how painful these words were..

“So you come here now just to kill me in advance? "The smile on Xia Yang's face became warmer, and it didn't match the bloody room at all: "You want to kill all the murderers who may kill you in the future in advance? Even if they haven't killed anyone yet? It seems that your justice is not justice.？”

“Teacher Xia, I'm not here for justice, but for your photo." Gao Ming pressed his five fingers on his heart, blood gushed out from his chest, and the chains in the torture room tightened one by one: "I saved this world. Ten thousand times, now I just want to save myself once.”

“I won't stop you from killing me. Death is something that is bound to happen. Living is a demand, and dying is a gift." Xia Yang opened his arms and stood in front of the self-portrait: "It's just that I don't think you should have a chance. Kill me.”