Weird Talker

Chapter 227 The Beauty of Corpse
Fifth sick building.

When Xinxin returned to the ward, Lian Yan was sitting by the window, tuning the violin.

She hesitated to speak, and felt that it would be presumptuous to interrupt the busy Lianyan like this.

Lian Yan quickly noticed her movements and smiled: "Is there anything you want to say?"

For some reason, when Xinxin faced him, she always had a feeling of familiarity and resistance. She nodded: "About the security key you mentioned tonight, can you give me some hints?"

Lian Yan didn't seem to expect her to ask such a straightforward question, but he just shook his head helplessly: "I don't know either."

"Tell me about your world?" Lian Yan suddenly put down the violin and asked a very strange question.

This question was so abrupt that Xinxin's heart skipped a beat.

"Your appearance... are you still a college student?" Lian Yan asked.

Xinxin shook her head slightly: "I have already graduated."

"What professional?"

"psychology."

"psychology?"

Rarely, there was a hint of disapproval in Lian Yan's tone.

Xinxin is also sensitive to this change. Indeed, it is difficult for psychology majors and mentally ill people to get along well.

After all, what Xinxin studies is to quantify the human spirit, which seems to a considerable number of people with mental illness to be an extremely superficial and stupid thing.

"I don't have time to talk about this." Xinxin said, she didn't want to continue talking about herself.

Without even asking, he picked up the violin again and continued to tune.

"I don't know more than you, otherwise I would have left this world."

He paused and said:
"The only thing I can tell you... is this world, which reincarnates once every seven days."

He lowered his head and looked at the violin calmly, as if he was talking about a very normal thing.

Xinxin was extremely surprised, and asked, "Could it be that your identities will change every seven days?"

Lian Yan looked up at her unexpectedly: "It seems that you also got good news from your companion."

"That's right, the seven of us have been playing this boring game, endlessly, without end."

Lian Yan's tone was not strong, but it was the first time for Xin Xin to hear strong resentment from his words.

Perhaps, this necrophilic patient, who has always been calm and elegant, is not as peaceful in his heart as he looks. .

"By the way, you seem... a little afraid of me?" Lian Yan asked.

"It's not fear, it's familiarity and resistance." Xinxin answered this question honestly.

When facing Lian Yan, it is always difficult for her to treat him as an ordinary "NPC".

"Oh?" Lian Yan seemed interested, "Why familiarity and resistance?"

"You're a bit strange," Xin Xin looked at Lian Yan, "I always feel like I've seen something like this before..."

Lian Yan: "Have you ever met me?"

Xinxin shook her head: "No, it's..."

She was interrupted by Lian Yan before she finished speaking: "If you feel forced, you don't need to say it."

"Tell me what you think is strange about me." His eyes sparkled, and this was the first time he had shown such interest except for mentioning the violin.

"First...the eyes."

Xinxin hesitated to say the reason.

It is known from other players that all patients have some kind of strange power related to their illness, but so far, Lian Yan has not shown any related abnormalities at all.

This made Xinxin focus entirely on Lian Yan. After careful observation, Xinxin discovered something that gave her a chill down her back——

"You never blink."

"Besides, your expression is always so perfect that you don't even move your hair."

"You don't look like a living person..."

Lian Yan was silent for a moment.

Afterwards, a mild and excited look appeared on his face: "Enough, now..."

"what?"

Xinxin suddenly had goosebumps all over her body. After Lian Yan said this, she instantly felt Lian Yan's eyes change!
He no longer looks at someone... it's like... looking at his beloved violin.

"Your most beautiful moment."

After Lian Yan finished speaking, Xinxin found out in horror that she couldn't move anymore!
Lian Yan got up slowly and walked towards her: "Everything in the world has its most beautiful moment."

"I've been waiting for your most beautiful moment...Miss Xinxin."

Lian Yan stood one meter away from her and said, "You are not tall, small and cute."

"However, your real character is not like this. There are internal and external conflicts, so...it's not beautiful."

"However, I enjoy the moment that leads to the most beautiful moment, every work I have ever done, it is the same."

"Your most beautiful moment is right now!"

"When you discovered my secret, there was fear in your eyes, as well as wisdom, determination, and confidence...it's so beautiful, it's this moment, I want to freeze this moment!"

"It's like... freezing myself."

After Lian Yan finished speaking, dense eyeballs suddenly appeared in the eye sockets!

He... this pervert, this horrible necrophilia, he turned himself into a corpse? !
It was only then that Xinxin realized what the most normal-looking person in front of her had done.

She concentrated and used the ability of her permanent props with her mind!
【Her photo】

use!

Xinxin's photo effect is similar to Ningbi Gourd, but it is more functional. Ningbi Gourd is limited to single use, but the photo can draw up to three people into the photo space, and at the same time, you can observe the external situation from inside the photo space.

But it also has some disadvantages compared to Ningbi Gourd, for example... After using Ningbi Gourd, it will completely disappear in the current world, but the photos will remain in place.

For another example, as long as you bring enough food and drinking water, Ningbi Gourd can stay inside for a long time. The duration depends on the duration of the game, at most half of it, but the photos can only be used for one-tenth of the game duration.

Using photos at this moment, Xinxin will undoubtedly be accused of "guarding the corpse", but she has no other choice but to hope that others will find herself.

With a thought, Xin Xin disappeared from the ward in an instant!
She appeared in the space of the photo——

A dim living room, with a TV playing, and two rotting corpses hanging from the ceiling...

However, what surprised Xinxin was... her body was still unable to move!
How can it be?

What is Lianyan's ability?Why can't I move?
Xinxin looked outside in horror.

Lian Yan squatted down slowly, picked up the photo, and looked at her unexpectedly: "Oh? A photo is also a way to preserve beauty forever, but it... will eventually wear out."

"Let me make you into a corpse so that you will continue to be beautiful, my dear lady..."

In the photo, Xinxin watched Lian Yan's face zooming in and out of her field of vision, and at the same time, the dense eyeballs in his eye sockets were already bulging.

suddenly!
Xinxin felt her arms go cold...

She couldn't move, but she could feel her blood vessels being cut open, and a lot of blood was flowing from her wrist.

How could this be... I have already entered the photo space, why can he still do something to me?
Is it a hallucination?

Xinxin wanted to bite the tip of her tongue, but she was still unable to move, and her eyes overflowed with tears.

The cold touch reached his neck in an instant, and his consciousness quickly blurred with the loss of blood.

Xinxin could feel a cold blade gliding through every inch of her skin, he... even said that pervert was peeling her skin...

The blood and pain made Xinxin terrified, and she realized that she was far from being as strong as she imagined.

Xin Xin caught a glimpse of the two corpses on the ceiling, finally couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

dad……

mom……

I'm so scared……

Boundless terror hit her heart, and Lian Yan was turning her into a corpse.

However this time...

The two rotting corpses on the ceiling shook slightly.

In the ward, Lian Yan, who was intoxicated by his own aesthetics, suddenly changed his expression.

"dirty……"

"stench……"

"No...don't touch her!"

he screamed.

Xinxin in the photo suddenly felt her whole body loosen. The stiffness of her body was finally released. She fell to the ground and subconsciously covered the bleeding wound.

I... saved?

She collapsed in the living room of the photo, blood kept flowing out, and her consciousness was completely blurred.

Suddenly, she saw two familiar figures slowly approaching her, and one of them stretched out her hand tremblingly.

However, that shadow failed to touch her, it was clearly close in front of her eyes, but seemed to be separated by a world.

The two dark, twisted and rotting figures disappeared in an instant, leaving no traces at all.

Xinxin was crying, curled up in a ball in the photo, murmured vague words, and gradually lost her voice...

　Update is coming!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)