Kaleidoscope of Death

Regarding that newcomer, Ruan Nam Candle seemed to be very resistant to her on the first day.

Lin Qiushi asked him if he had found something from the beginning, who knew that Ruan Nan Candle's answer was: "No, I just simply hate people who start crying as soon as they come in, such people usually have a lot of problems." After he said this, he also looked at Lin Qiushi with great satisfaction and smiled, "I like it when you don't like to ask why like this."

Lin Qiushi: "......." should he be thankful that he wasn't abundantly curious?

Yang Mei Shu, was the name of this newcomer. Perhaps her biggest mistake was to pretend to be a newcomer and start crying as soon as she walked in the door, thus causing Ruan Nam Candle's disgust. If she pretended to be a newcomer, she might still have a chance to get close to Ruan Nam Candle - just like Xu Jin in the last world.

"Didn't you say there was only one clue per door?" After reading the note in Lin Qiushi's hand, Tan Zao Zao was a bit confused, "Then what's the situation with this note."

"Not really, it's just that it's rare to see something like this." Ruan Nan Candle explained, "I've encountered it just a few times, exactly why there were two notes, I don't know, maybe some special condition was triggered?" He squeezed the note and pondered, "Or... it's the person with the note that's special." Of course, these were all speculations on his part, and all of them could not be confirmed at the moment.

"How is Yang Mei Shu now?" Lin Qiushi, "Does she know you found out who she is?"

Ruan Nan Candle smiled, "Not yet, but we'll find out soon enough." His tone was relaxed and light, "Let's hope that she's still alive when she finds out."

Lin Qiushi: "..." he saw an obvious malice in Ruan Nan Candle's eyes.

........

The night was like water, Yang Mei Shu was lying on her bed.

The beautiful man didn't come to the cafeteria to eat with the crowd during the day today, it seems that her plan worked, who wouldn't take him with her, Yang Mei Shu thought regretfully, she was quite fond of him, and he could have gotten out alive.

Two people had already died now, but it was still far from Yang Mei Shu's ultimate goal, but she wasn't in a hurry because everything was under her control. As long as she killed the people inside the door one by one, according to the rules of the door, then she would be in a state of invincibility in the door, and at that time, whether she wanted to find the door or the key, things could be easily solved.

As for the requirement that no one could be killed in the door - those who died wanted to take revenge, at least they had to know who their enemies were, but unfortunately they died unjustly and became ghosts who didn't understand how they died, let alone take revenge.

Thinking of this, Yang Mei Shu laughed in satisfaction as she hummed a song and looked at the ceiling, drifting off into a deep sleep.

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

There was cold water dripping on Yang Mei Shu's face, she opened her eyes, and her hazy sleepy eyes found a dark water stain on top of her head. The water stain fizzled out on the snow-white ceiling, and transparent droplets of water hit her cheeks bit by bit.

Yang Mei Shu instantly woke up, she crawled out of bed, and found that the window was wide open, and the cold wind and rainwater were pouring in through the window.

Yang Mei Shu shivered from the wind, she went to the side of the bed and attempted to close the window, but she saw a black figure at the window.

It was a woman, wearing a long black dress and a black hat, she raised her head slightly and gazed at Yang Mei Shu's position with black hole eyes, her face looked even more white under the black dress, like a corpse soaked by rain.

"Ah!!!" Scared back a few steps by this scene, Yang Mei Shu was covered in cold sweat. Drip, drip, the water stains on the ceiling became more and more obvious, Yang Mei Shu's hair was also wet, she fiercely remembered something, a healthy step rushed to the bedside table, picked up the bag she was carrying, and began to rummage through it.

No, no - the things that should have been in there were gone, and the cold sweat on Yang Mei Shu's back grew more and more, and she finally broke down and screamed, "Where's the note, where's my note -"

There was no note, nothing, the most important clue was actually missing, Yang Mi Shu was shaking like a sieve, she looked up stiffly and saw the water stains on the ceiling, which had formed the shape of a person.

Horrified by this scene, Yang Mei Shu got up and tried to rush out of the room, however when she reached the door and tried to twist the doorknob, she found that the doorknob was locked.

"Help - is there anyone there, help -" Yang Mei Shu began to scream miserably, she watched as the water stains on the ceiling began to twist and turn as if they were trying to break free from it, she banged on the door like crazy, trying to get out of the room.

"Help me, help me-" the choking smell of water filled her nose, and Yang Mei Shu began to wail, tasting despair for the first time.

She looked around and realized that at some point, the original landscape in her house had turned into a bizarre figure drawing of a woman who resembled the castle's mistress by seven or eight points, almost like a self-portrait of the mistress.

"Ahhhhh... "Fear crushed Yang Mei Shu, she recklessly rushed in front of the portrait, casually picked up the fruit knife placed next to it, and started stabbing the portrait in front of her with great force. One stab, two stabs, three stabs...piercing the faceless rainy woman in front of her to pieces, Yang Mei Shu gasped heavily and finally lowered the sharp weapon in her hand.

"I'm not afraid of you." Yang Mei Shu said to herself, "I'm not afraid of you..."

However, when in the next second, she looked at the edge of the window again, her entire body was stunned.

Only to see the woman who should have been at the bottom of her window, but now appeared by her window, her tall body indifferently casting black shadows, enveloping Yang Mei Shu, the woman's hand, holding a black picture frame, the picture frame's appearance Yang Mei Shu was very familiar with - it was the black picture frame she used to kill people.

"No no no!!!" At this moment, Yang Mei Shu finally understood, and she looked around in horror, trying to find the picture frame that framed her, but it was too late.

The woman stepped in front of her, raised the picture frame in her hand, and smashed it down heavily towards her.

"Ahhhh!!!" Unlike Susu, who had lost consciousness directly, Yang Mi Shu was not put directly into the painting, the frame seemed to turn into a sharp instrument, breaking open the skin and shedding bright red blood.

Yang Mei Shu turned around and tried to flee, but the strength inside her body began to drain away, and she lay down on the ground, her eyes resting on the painting she had pierced and shattered in front of her.

Finally, darkness overtook everything, and Yang Mei Shu closed her eyes.

To her death, she hadn't been able to figure out what had caused her death.

........

This night Lin Qiushi slept well and Ruan Nan Candle also woke up early, he seemed to be in a good mood and smiled and said good morning to Lin Qiushi.

"Good morning." Lin Qiushi stroked his messy hair from sleeping, "In a good mood?"

"Sure." Ruan Nan Candle looked at the time, "I can't wait to eat breakfast."

Lin Qiushi didn't take Ruan Nan Candle's words at face value, he only thought that he was hungry, but instead, Tan Zao Zao showed a thoughtful color.

The three of them then went to the restaurant together, and when Ruan Nan Candle found a seat, he began to observe the surroundings, as if he was looking for something.

"What are you looking at?" Eating a loaf of bread, Lin Qiushi asked him.

"Watching people." Ruan Nam Candle said, "There seems to be one missing."

There was indeed one missing, and the new person Ruan Nam Candle had spoken to yesterday didn't appear. They weren't the only ones who noticed this anomaly, so someone opened their mouth to ask the male companion where Yang Meishu was.

"I don't know, she never opened the door when I knocked today." The male companion replied thus, "Probably sleeping."

It was originally a temporary team from the world within the door, so naturally they couldn't expect each other to do their best, but this answer was just a little too perfunctory, and everyone frowned.

Zhang Tao, who had found the picture frame before, said, "How could it be sleeping, something must have happened, let's all go over and take a look." His eyes were on Ruan Nan Candle as he said this.

"Yeah." Ruan Nan Candle nodded his head.

Although Nguyen Nam Candle rarely spoke or offered advice in the team, somehow, his unique temperament still allowed him to occupy a major position in the team. When making certain decisions, everyone would refer to his opinion, this might be the legendary personal charm, Lin Qiushi thought so.

The group arrived at the entrance of Yang Mei Shu's house, and before they even entered, Lin Qiushi smelled a strong smell of water. As soon as he smelled it, Lin Qiushi knew that things were bad, and after forcing his way through the door, his suspicions were indeed confirmed.

Yang Mei Shu was gone.

But the house was a mess, in telling the crowd what had happened here before.

The windows were wide open and rainwater poured in from outside, drenching the carpet in a mess. The landscapes that hung on the walls of the house were stabbed to pieces and broken glass fell everywhere.

"Where is everyone?" Zhang Tao asked a question.

No one could answer his question, in fact everyone's eyes involuntarily gathered on the scroll hanging on the wall of the entrance. Apparently, they all felt that Yang Meishu had the misfortune of becoming a painting.

"Let's look for it." Ruan Nan Candle said this, turned around and left.

The others followed him and left the room and started looking around for any paintings about Yang Meishu.

This matter was linked to Ruan Nan Candle's performance, so it was definitely inseparable from him, but Lin Qiushi didn't dare to ask on the spot and waited until everyone else had left before whispering, "You did it?"

"I just gave her back her stuff." Ruan Nan Candle said indifferently, "Who knew she was so stupid."

"Where did you put the picture frame?" Tan Zao Zao had figured out what was going on she asked.

Ruan Nan Candle didn't say anything and waved at them.

A few minutes later, they were back in Yang Meishu's room again.

Ruan Nam Candle closed the door, then went to Yang Meishu's bedside and bent down to half kneel on the carpet.

Seeing his movements, Lin Qiushi also guessed where he hid the picture frame - he actually put it under Yang Meishu's bed.

"This is okay?" Tan Zao Zao stared.

"I also wondered if it would work, but I didn't expect it to actually work." What Ruan Nan Candle put under the bed was a picture frame, pulled out, but it had turned into a painting.

It was just that the painting was a mess, making it impossible to understand what was being painted. However, judging from the colors in the painting, it was clear that it had seen blood.

"Can't see Yang Mei Shu at all." Tan Zao Zao looked down at the portrait, "At least you can see the face of the person in the painting in the front..." and wondered what she had done to make her painting look like this.

"The fact that her painting is here means that she hasn't left the room," Ruan Nan Candle analyzed, "Since she never left this room, she must have triggered some other death condition." His eyes shifted to the stabbed up mess of landscapes on the wall, "She made a move on the rain girl."

"Hmm." Lin Qiushi agreed with Ruan Nam Candle's reasoning, "While being framed by the painting, the painting in the house does turn into something else."

Ruan Nam Candle concluded by saying, "Fighting with others is a lot of fun."

Tan Zao Zao and Lin Qiushi, however, both laughed bitterly, they didn't have the same mentality as Ruan Nan Candle, it was not a pleasant experience to face ghosts and monsters while having to face a teammate who could betray them at any moment.

Yang Meishu's painting was found, but if they only looked at the painting, no one would be able to recognize this was the girl who was still pretty.

Three people have died so far, Su, Yang Jie, and Yang Mei Shu, but it's still a long way from finding the key.

The mistress was still painting, but now she had added two more faces to her party picture.

"You are standing on the bridge looking at the view, and the viewer is upstairs watching you. The bright moon decorates your window and you decorate someone else's dream." Nguyen Nam Candle squeezed the note that should have belonged to Yang Mei Shu, "We're sure it's the scenery, and the person who's looking at the scenery is the mistress, why would Yang Mei Shu's note be so much more detailed than ours..." he seemed confused about this.

"I don't know." Tammy said, "Maybe it's the higher quality of the door she entered?"

I don't know what Tan Zao Zao's words reminded Ruan Nan Candle of, but he was silent for a moment and said, "Or maybe it's the way she goes out, it's more special."

"What do you mean?" Tan Zao Zao was baffled, "There are other ways to get out of the house?"

"Who knows." Nguyen Nam Candle.

It was reasonable to say that finding the cause that triggered the death should allow them to avoid the risk until they found the key. However, things weren't as simple as they thought, and on the third day of Yang Mei Shu's death, Lin Qiushi met with another accident.

He had just finished his dinner and went to the toilet at the end of the corridor, yet when he came out of the toilet, he was sensitive to the fact that something was wrong.

The originally familiar corridor became a bit strange.

It was a feeling that was hard to describe, although the scenery was exactly the same, Lin Qiushi felt that this corridor was unfamiliar.

His footsteps were a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should continue forward.

The corridor was long, the oil lamps on the side emitted a dim light, and countless picture frames were hung on both sides of the corridor, but they couldn't be seen clearly.

Lin Qiushi heard the thin sound of rain, which came from the toilet behind him, dripping and dripping, making it very uncomfortable to hear.

Lin Qiushi took a few tentative steps forward and arrived in the middle of the corridor.

The carpet on the floor was soft, the walls were icy, and the picture frames were wet....

Wait, the frame is wet? Lin Qiushi was suddenly stunned and turned his head towards the wall, only to see that the paintings hanging on the wall around him all began to drip, the water flowing down the wall and into the soft carpet.

At some point, a standing figure appeared in the depths of the corridor, the figure looked very familiar, even after only looking at her back, Lin Qiushi still recognized it as the mistress of the castle, the Lady of the Rain.

"Yu Lin Lin." Ruan Nan Candle's voice suddenly came over.

Lin Qiushi looked for his voice, but he saw that the painting on the wall of his right hand had turned into Xiao Su's appearance, and in the painting she was still beautiful and was smiling and waving at Lin Qiushi, "Lin Qiushi."

Lin Qiushi suddenly felt cold.

"Yu Lin Lin, you come accompany me." The Xiao Su in the painting said so, "I'm so boring in there alone."

She said, but she actually reached out her hand from the painting and wanted to grab Lin Qiushi.

Lin Qiushi was frightened by this scene, and reflexively took a few steps backwards.

However, Xiaosu's arm was like a long snake, getting longer and longer, and ran towards Lin Qiushi.

Lin Qiushi turned to run, but the paintings around him all had countless slender arms outstretched, some grabbing Lin Qiushi's body, some grabbing his feet.

"Ruan Nan Candle-" Lin Qiushi tried to dodge, but the corridor was very narrow, and his feet were grabbed by the paintings, and then he was dragged out of the toilet in a hard manner.

The woman in black, at some point, stood in front of Lin Qiushi's eyes.

She was looking at Lin Qiushi condescendingly, her huge body casting black shadows on Lin Qiushi's body.

Lin Qiushi was forced to raise his head and look into the woman's eyes.

The woman remained silent and just gazed at Lin Qiushi with her black eyes. They were getting closer and closer, so close that Lin Qiushi could even smell the strange smell of paint on her.

Lin Qiushi stiffened, like a frog being stalked by a snake.

The woman reached out and grabbed Lin Qiushi's wrist, then lifted his entire body up. She was so strong that she lifted Lin Qiushi, who was more than one meter tall, as if he were a chicken.

The woman lifted Lin Qiushi and started walking towards the roof of the building.

Lin Qiushi began to struggle hard, but in front of the woman's terrifying strength, Lin Qiushi was just like a six-year-old child, with no room to resist.

He was going to die! He's going to die!!! For the first time, Lin Qiushi felt death so clearly, he had a strong premonition that he was approaching death step by step, as long as he reached the roof, he would die!

"Fuck!" Rarely cursing profanities, Lin Qiushi grasped the handrail of the stairs beside him with a death grip, completely confused as to why he was suddenly dragged into the world of the painting, wasn't it according to Ruan Nancandle's words, as long as it wasn't framed by the picture frame, it would be fine......is there......another picture frame? They didn't find out?

The handrail was full of water stains, Lin Qiushi couldn't hold on to it at all, and in the face of his dying struggle, the woman's face, still without any expression, grabbed him and began to continue to push, Lin Qiushi soon couldn't support it and was carried onward by the woman.

There was no way out, Lin Qiushi laughed bitterly in his heart.

However, just as he was about to give up, Lin Qiushi heard a crunch of glass, and the image in front of him began to shatter and distort, and the woman's figure began to blur.

"Lin Qiushi-" this was Tan Zao Zao's cryptic voice, "You come back-"

"Lin Qiushi!" Ruan Nan Candle was also calling his name.

Lin Qiushi struggled to open his eyes, but he was never able to do so.

Finally, the sound of shattering glass became clearer and clearer, light began to sting Lin Qiushi's eyes, he struggled to open his eyes and saw a frightened Tan Zao Zao and a knitted Ruan Nam Candle.

"What's wrong with me?" Lin Qiushi asked.

"You almost died-" Tan Zao Zao's voice was terrified, "If Ruan Nanzhu hadn't found out quickly..."

Lin Qiushi looked down and found himself actually lying in the toilet, next to a broken mirror.

"I seem to have been caught by her into the world inside the painting." Lin Qiushi was a bit confused, "But isn't there no frame for the painting?" When Yang Mei Shu dies, there should be no picture frame left, so why would he still....

"How can a painter who paints not have a frame? Isn't she the one who provided the frame for Yang Mei Shu's painting." Ruan Nan Candle was helpless, "I thought it was common knowledge..."

Lin Qiushi: "...this is actually common sense, sorry, it sure is hard for his IQ to survive inside the door.

The tamale cried quietly beside her.

"But it's not your fault," Ruan Nam Candle, "Who knew that thing was so smart." He pointed at the broken mirror in front of him, "Take a look."

Lin Qiushi looked up and found that behind the shattered mirror was actually a black picture frame, and the mirror was actually a double-sided mirror, which meant that everyone who looked at the mirror was framed by the picture frame.

Lin Qiushi's expression twisted, "Is it this side or all the mirrors..."

Ruanan Candle shrugged, "It's her castle, don't you think?"

Lin Qiushi: "So Yang Meishu is actually making an extra effort-"

Ruan Nan Candle: "It's not just Yang Mei Shu, even I'm redundant." He said, "What did you just do in there? How did you get into the painting?"

Lin Qiushi: "I just took a few steps down the hallway..."

Ruan Nam Candle: "Next time something like this happens stand still."

Lin Qiushi covered his head and sighed, when he really felt that these things could not be prevented, he suddenly remembered something else: "How do you know where I am? I can still be rescued after I enter the frame?"

Ruan Nan Candle didn't say anything at the news, but reached out and gently squeezed Lin Qiushi's earlobe: "Fate, I guess."

It dawned on Lin Qiushi that it was Ruan Nan Candle who had given him the earrings that worked.

"What now." Tan Zao Zao was at a loss, "If there are picture frames behind all the mirrors, then wouldn't we all be targets for her to kill whenever she wants?"

Ruan Nan Candle shook his head, "Impossible, this isn't a high level door, the conditions for killing are actually very harsh, so there won't be an easy regimentation." He did the math, "Haven't you noticed that every time she pulls one person into the painting, she can only pull a second one at intervals after a while?"

Tammy: "So...?"

Ruan Nam Candle: "So shall we try to see if we can get the key out."

Tan Zao Zao looked at Ruan Nam Candle suspiciously: "What do you mean, get the key out?"

Ruan Nan Candle: "You think if I set her painting on fire while she can't kill anyone..."

Hearing Ruan Nan Candle's words, both Tan Zao Zao and Lin Qiushi's expressions were twisted.

Tan Zao Zao was terrified, "Ruan Nan Candle, don't try it on the edge of death, okay!"

Ruan Nan Candle: "Oh, I was just joking."

Lin Qiushi and Tan Zao Zao both showed expressions of disbelief, Ruan Nan Candle's tone, but it didn't sound like a joke at all.

The author has something to say: Ruan Nam Candle took out his lighter: I was really joking....

Mistress: ????

Lin Qiushi: Are you that happy with a little skin....