Duan Xu thought about it for a long time before. Since the mission was divided into two venues and there were people from two venues in the space of Blood Maze, it was impossible for this space to be built in a separate venue. After all, it would lose the meaning of being divided into two venues.

So, he thought of the glass passage connecting the empty nest museum and the Yingfeng Museum in mid-air.

Things seemed to be moving in the direction he expected.

However, when the female ghost's nails pierced the body of the black-clothed ghost and sprinkled its body fluids on the wall, Duan Xu was shaken.

The life span cannot last long. If you don’t leave now and wait for the time limit for the female ghost to arrive, it will be really dangerous.

But... if Duan Xu didn't go over and take a look, he would be unwilling to accept it.

Although he was hesitating, after all, he was just a few thoughts that flashed through his mind.

Duan Xu soon made a decision.

He moved to the wall, especially the one with "ghost blood" sprinkled, and came closer to smell it.

After hearing this, Duan Xu's expression suddenly became exciting.

It's indeed a pigment.

The color is not right at first sight.

So... was this ghost drawn?

Or is the entire blood-colored space, including this ghost, actually a painting?

Both are possible, and Duan Xu prefers the latter.

The common things between the two venues are except for the shared glass aisle, and the rest should be paintings.

Liu Huaiyu entered this space in a flash, and he and Ran Ran were sucked into this place the moment they left the room.

Now that I think about it, they must have seen the painting by chance.

Since it's a painting...

Duan Xu stood up against the wall. Anyway, the evil ghost in black is by his side now, so he didn't care that touching the wall would attract ghosts.

Duan Xu tried to use his finger to dip some pigments on the wall, which were not corrosive, and it seemed that they were indeed ordinary pigments.

After drawing a line on the wall, the paint quickly disappeared.

He continued to paint on the wall with the paint spilled from the ghost.

He wants to draw a door.

Draw the dark exit that just appeared!

Originally, Duan Xu was just drawing with a try-out attitude, but when he confirmed the image of the door in his mind and drew the first stroke on the wall, he immediately felt an unusual atmosphere.

His fingertips could feel a slight resistance on the wall!

Right...the direction is right.

These resistances became the key to Duan Xu's confirmation of his own ideas.

While recalling the details of the exit door that just appeared, Duan Xu painted with paint on the wall.

However, before the painting was completed halfway, the paint was gone, or... it was gone.

The remaining "ghost blood" pigment solidified on the wall and could not be used.

what to do……

Duan Xu looked back at the female ghost and the black-clothed evil spirit. The black-clothed evil spirit had been torn to pieces by the female ghost's sharp claws, but he still had no emotion. Even its eyes were still on Duan Xu. It didn't care at all about the obstruction of the female ghost. Although its actions were unhappy for the ghost, it was trying to break through the female ghost's defense line and grab Duan Xu.

However, although the female ghost was very fast and it seemed to cause many wounds, it was retreating little by little.

Obviously, she couldn't stop it for long.

Looking at her movements, Duan Xu shouted with a try-and-see attitude: "Madam? Can you get more blood from it?"

After shouting this sentence, Duan Xu felt a little idiot.

Although she was sealed in the knot, she was still a ghost, and a ghost is a ghost. How could she communicate with people?

That kind of thing is just pure malice, without soul.

However, Duan Xu was surprised to find that the female ghost's attacking action was really paused!

Although the amplitude is not large, she really paused for half a second compared to her ridiculously fast movement!

I won't really understand what I'm talking about...

At this moment, Duan Xu felt a little about the meaning of the word "Ye Gong Haolong".

He had some expectations for the ghost's response, but when she seemed to have responded, he felt his scalp numb again.

If a ghost has a mind, then is it still a ghost?

That would have become another race or another life form?

However, it's only that.

Although the female ghost's movement paused for a moment, she did not respond to Duan Xu, nor did she get more blood as he said.

This feeling is very contradictory, and Duan Xu is also a little disappointed that is inexplicable.

What should I do if the "pigment" is not enough?

Duan Xu looked at the half-drawn "outlet" on the wall, and the female ghost could last for up to forty seconds.

Within forty seconds, you have to find enough paint and finish drawing the "exit" on the wall to have a chance to escape from this space.

But just the first step was stumped by Duan Xu.

Not enough pigments...

Is there anything that can be replaced?

Duan Xu glanced around and accidentally saw the tip of his left finger that had been bitten.

Wait...this color!

Duan Xu glanced at his right hand. The "pigment" on his right hand came from ghost blood. He stained it with his right hand, but he didn't touch it with his left hand.

However, the color on his left hand also revealed a strange feeling!

Just like...my own blood is also a pigment?

The moment this thought appeared, Duan Xu's mind flashed.

right!

If this is the world in the painting, then I am also the person in the painting, and my blood can also be used as paint!

Duan Xu no longer hesitated and immediately bit his fingertips again. This time he bit his bit hard and his blood kept oozing out.

Duan Xu dipped his right hand with his blood on his left hand and began to continue drawing doors on the wall.

As soon as I touched the wall, a faint resistance appeared again.

It's useful... your own blood can also be used as a pigment!

When the road of life appeared, Duan Xu was also filled with joy.

He looked at the two evil spirits in front of him and painted on the wall without notice. The female ghost covered in blood suddenly turned her head and glanced at him...

...

In the aisle.

Liu Huaiyu's blood had stopped, but she was completely unable to move now. She could only maintain this state before returning to the train.

But Liu Huaiyu already felt that she was very lucky. She was just a temporary disability. Although she was a little painful, she was at least still alive.

Thinking of this, she looked at the painting on the wall again.

Ran Ran seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, she turned around and said, "I think what Duan Xu said makes sense. Our bodies are hidden somewhere. What we are looking for is not a ticket, but our bodies."

Qin Dongxia seemed to be feeling a little depressed. Seeing this, Liu Huaiyu asked with concern: "Are you okay? Miss Qin?"

Qin Dongxia shook her head and said, "I'm just thinking that if we are all conscious bodies like Mr. Duan said, then... maybe Mr. Chang Si still has the possibility of living."

"Don't think about it, it's impossible." Ran Ran looked back at her, "Don't underestimate human consciousness. Many subconscious minds are not controlled by the human body. As a psychiatrist, you should know better than me. Consciousness can deeply affect the body. If the consciousness dies, the body will most likely die because the body has already believed it."

Qin Dongxia lowered her head and whispered: "I understand..."

Ran Ran glanced at her and turned her head.

However, Liu Huaiyu, who was inconvenient in legs and feet, saw Qin Dongxia's expression at this moment because of perspective.

She was shocked and couldn't help but tremble.
Chapter completed!