I Create Weirdness in Parallel Worlds

"What do you mean?" Jiang Siwu asked.

"First of all, let's talk about how the museum selects the owner..." Wang Li introduced, and told Jiang Siwu everything he had learned about the mansion during the day.

"Okay, okay, if what you said is true, of course I can accept everything you do, and even love you to death." Jiang Siwu was probably on the way to the restaurant led by Wang Li. Understand the way the collection chooses the owner.

"I can't bear it." Wang Li said.

"You can bear it, as long as it is true, I really love you to death, love you to death, even if you die, I will always remember you, and even if I die, I will always remember you I remember you, I will remember you when I become a ghost, I will keep shouting your name, let people build my body into the wall of your room, let my ghost lie under your bed, every day, every night I want to tell you how great everything you do is to me..."

"If you can really do what you said, this is probably the most important salvation in my life, don't look at me now, but in fact I am really normal, normal, more than anyone else It's more normal, after all, you are completely different from those people outside, and you know what kind of person I am."

"When the people outside tell me about this mansion, they always hide a lot. They all want to do and get what they want, but you have never been the same. You have always understood me, you know My feelings, you know what the relationship between me and her is like, so you know why I said that to you in the first place, in fact, I didn't have too many mistakes, it's just because time and life made me become This is what it looks like now."

"If I go back to Yuanhai, I will always be a poor wretch caught in a daze, timid and naive, only screaming uselessly, afraid of death in Yuanhai, me in Yuanhai, and the people outside. I am completely different. It is a pity to die outside, but everything is better than Yuan Hai. I always have more opportunities. As long as I can do it again, I will do better than anyone else. "

"Better than me?" Wang Li asked.

"If I can't compare to you, I will commit suicide immediately." Jiang Siwu said.

"I'm touched by your determination. I hope you can really do what you said. I'll give you a chance. Don't become a useless piece of trash." Wang Li said.

"I don't think there are any problems with my appearance and internal conditions. Even if I can't become a god, I can still live as a ghost. As long as what you say is true, there really is a world in the painting that can make people go back to the past." Jiang Siwu said.

"Of course, I have personally experienced it, and it will definitely satisfy you." Wang Li assured, "But before that, we still need to wait for the arrival of someone who can draw that picture for you, right? "

"I don't think so. Rather than waiting for his arrival, wouldn't it be better for us to take the initiative to find him?" Jiang Siwu was eager to try.

Under the will of the museum longing for a new owner, Jiang Siwu seemed to have a radar, and found the door of the painter's room at once, slapped and kicked vigorously, as if she couldn't feel any pain, and there was only excitement in her eyes.

It didn't take long for the thin wooden door to be shattered by Jiang Siwu's suicide attack.

"I thought the effect of force was reciprocal, which would make me feel pain, but I didn't expect that in this building, I seemed to be invincible. This is what you said that the collection is longing for the owner and giving protection to the future owner. Or is it a privilege? Before I failed, I was the VIP of this place. It feels so good." Jiang Siwu walked into the room, grabbed the painter who was still sleeping, "wake up fucking quickly , Hurry up and draw a picture for my old lady, I will immediately enter the world in the painting."

Chapter 415 Chapter 380 Five Dirty Childlike Innocence

Due to the excitement in her heart, Jiang Siwu's reaction was much more intense than ordinary people imagined. After all, this was the deepest layer of her heart's longing, and this was the only chance to realize her childhood wish.

Jiang Siwu's vulgar language echoed in the ears of the sleeping artist, as if someone grabbed him from the bed in his sleep, slapped him twice, and his whole body became sober.

Wang Li also thought it was a bit funny for a while, but seeing the painter sober, he naturally expressed Jiang Siwu's request at the moment.

"My reinforcements have come, continue to do your errands, introduce the collections in the museum well, and then draw a picture of what she wants for the new innocent person."

The scene returned to the long table in the restaurant again, and the painter said frankly, "Guests, you are very excited, but we also have to go through the collection process to introduce the collection, especially now that the collection has been completely collected. Next, I must explain this to you, so that you, as the future owner of the collection, can better control the entire collection."

At this time, the painter only felt very confused. Although he said it clearly, in fact it was just a habit for hundreds of years.

It's been a while since he woke up, but the painter still has no way to understand what kind of time it took for Wang Li to find another innocent person.

Jiang Siwu didn't care, just thought, "You want to sleep, I want to quickly enter the world in the painting, whether as the future host or the current guest, I don't have any requirements, I just hope you can Do it quick, do it quick, do it quick, do it quick, do it quick...."

Jiang Siwu babbled indiscriminately in an extremely rapid tone like a spell to urge him to death.

The painter has never seen such a strange person as Jiang Siwu, "Is there really an unforgettable attachment in your heart? Is there really something that meets the requirements of the collection? You are really innocent without bearing any sins." man of?"

"I don't need you to introduce any collection, I don't want to see anything, I don't want to know anything, I don't want to know the guests, I don't want to know the owner of the collection, I don't want to know the road to redemption you mentioned, I just want to go to what you said My heart is very filthy now, very filthy, more filthy than anyone else in this world, it is filthy beyond words, so let me quickly enter the world that can purify my soul Bar."

"However, if you want me to draw pictures for you, you must go through the formal process of the collection. Only when you confirm your identity as a guest and start to understand the collection of the collection, will the collection gradually understand you, and then treat you like Tell me the information about the world in the painting you want to see," said the painter.

Generally speaking, people who enter an unfamiliar environment always look at the surrounding situation and are always quiet, but Jiang Siwu's reaction really makes the artist at a loss, even with hundreds of years of experience in communicating with people, I have never met such a strange person.

Jiang Siwu gave the painter the feeling that this guy knew that the collection could give people with good evaluations a chance to make a wish, but he didn't cherish it at all.

"Wang Li and I have talked a lot, but if this is the process to go, I will listen to your arrangement." Jiang Siwu suddenly calmed down, as if it was the calm before the storm.

This made the painter just want to do a good job on Jiang Siwu as soon as possible, and started the introduction of the speed of light, still from the first introduction to the sixth, and at the seventh place, that is, a newcomer Xiang Siyi.

"Here, of course, I want to focus on the introduction. The most proud, most important, and most perfect collection in the collection is this Xiang Siyi who is guilty of gluttony. He can release countless shadows and can easily plunder. , taking away the life of anyone in this world, she can devour supernatural events as her own new accessories, as a collectible, her greedy appetite devours the precious people who once belonged to her, and devours millions of lives, So be sure to keep your distance from her, no matter at all times."

After finishing speaking, the artist carefully observed the expressions of Wang Li and Jiang Siwu. Wang Li was not surprised at all, but Jiang Siwu was not interested.

"Have you finished talking? Spend it quickly after you finish speaking." Jiang Siwu said.

The painter didn't know what to say. Both Jiang Siwu and Wang Li were very strange people. Fortunately, they painted very fast. After a while, they put the scene Jiang Siwu wanted to see on the screen.

Jiang Siwu picked up the canvas and looked at herself as a primary school student. At this time, she was watching TV with the young Jiang Liuhui.

"This is really...he is great, thank you." At this time, Jiang Siwu was very eager, but still upholding his good education, he thanked the painter.

"Forget it... I've drawn so many, it's not bad for you." The artist saw Jiang Siwu's face-changing magic, and knew how frivolous and useless the thanks just now were. , "Well, if you want to go in now, you can go in right away."

"I have something for you." Wang Li said.

Jiang Siwu, who was left behind by Wang Li, had a very reluctant face, but she still stayed where she was. She saw Wang Li take out a thick book from the back of his head and stuff it into her mind without any cover.

Jiang Siwu didn't ask anything, but at the next moment, he saw a memory library appearing in his mind, where memories from childhood to adulthood were sorted and placed on the bookshelf.

Jiang Siwu can use her consciousness to read the contents of the book of memory anytime, anywhere without opening the pages, allowing her to clearly see everything that happened to her from childhood to adulthood. Her eyes became fierce, but quickly changed .

Jiang Siwu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "So that's the case, so there is this thing, if you are really like you, living in this world must be easier than anyone else's, right?"

Jiang Siwu saw the greatest value of the memory library at a glance.

In short, as long as you have a memory library, you can easily see the memories of your life. You can even find out how many times you peed in the bed when you were a child by flipping through the childhood memory book, not to mention how many times you peed in the bed. Knowledge that should have been recorded in schools.

Just now, Jiang Siwu's words about Wang Li's easy life were almost blurted out.

Wang Li also answered without hesitation, "Yes, it's very easy. With a memory library, it's easier than you imagined, even easier. Are you envious? Are you envious?"

"I'm really envious, I'm really jealous, but..." Jiang Siwu picked up the painter's canvas, "This world is what I want, as long as I have this thing, I will be as relaxed as you, Then I will understand you better."

"Thank you for everything you have done for me, you are as gentle as my father, not to mention this gift, injecting me with more experience, as long as I have these experiences, I can easily go through the first half of my life .”

Jiang Siwu looked at Wang Li with a smile on his face, and when he turned to look at the painter, he was like a ghost, "Let's go in right away."

"Oh, do I want to go in too? But this time I don't want to go in at all." The painter tried to refuse.

"If you let me in, you go in. Why are you talking so much nonsense? In the world in the painting, I am just a primary school student. I want someone to help me. I know what you do. You can walk into the world in the painting. Naturally. It will be a helper for stage performances."

"It's not bad just performing a one-man show alone, but even if a primary school student has the thinking of an adult, his hand strength is still a bit insufficient, so I want a subordinate. If you don't want to do it, give this position to Wang Li and let him Help me, if you don't want to give up this position to Wang Li, you immediately enter the world in the painting with me, there is no other option, do you want to die now and pass your position to Wang Li, or follow me immediately go in?"

Jiang Siwu, who was in front of the painter, thoroughly understood the rules of the collection.

"Is this your ability? Can you easily modify a person's memory, and turn something she didn't know into known? If it is true, it's really amazing, and it's enviable enough." The painter said, he I can't refuse to follow Jiang Siwu into the world in the painting.

.................

The world changes in an instant.

In the warm and harmonious collection, the soothing scent of incense disappeared, replaced by a damp and fishy air, as if the sea breeze was blowing on the wall, but no one changed the room The stuffiness of the air.

"You know where you are, help me tidy up the room quickly, don't you want me to just stay in a messy room like this?"

The painter naturally picked up the broom beside him and cleaned up the scraps of paper on the ground. Jiang Siwu's children's room was full of such rubbish.

"How do you know?" The painter still didn't understand.

"Wang Li told me." Jiang Siwu pointed to his head and said, "You have entered his paintings with Wang Li before. Have you seen anything about him? Did you see the scene when his parents died, or What about the scene where he passed out at school and was taken to the hospital?"

"Neither, and fundamentally speaking, I can't answer your question positively. The collection is binding." The painter put the scraps of paper into the trash can and packed them.

"I know, that's why I used the method of elimination. Wang Li told me the general situation, but I don't know anything about him." The young Jiang Siwu fell into distress, "Speaking of which, the person in this painting The world is the whole real world. For example, most of my childhood memories are spent in this building and elementary school, but the world in the painting will extend to farther places. At the same time, my A scene you haven't seen before, right?"

"Ah, that's right." The painter nodded, "You mean you want to go to another place? But don't forget that the scene given to you by the Tibetan Museum is on the screen. Only by evaluating can you complete your task. For me, it seems that it is best to get rid of the regrets of the past and make Jiang Liuhui, who was abandoned by her husband, active. Maybe because you are an ordinary person in modern society, this time the collection is asking for you is the least."

"In the past, even if ordinary people entered the world in the painting, they didn't have to face supernatural events. The easiest thing to do was to fight with a dozen people, or to plot to usurp the throne...you just need to stay in the room It's just as easy as you said just now."

"But is it really necessary?" Jiang Siwu said, "I don't care about your evaluation, I only see that your words and deeds confirm your identity as an assistant."

"How did Wang Li know? Even if Wang Li gave you his memory, he only entered the world of the painting once, and he knew that I was the assistant of the performer on the stage. Isn't that a bit too exaggerated? Already?" the painter questioned.

"It's no exaggeration. The memory book Wang Li gave me told me that you not only participated in his one time, but also participated in Xiang Siyi's performance. In terms of Xiang Siyi's performance, you were directly kicked out, and then You even complained to Wang Li, which means that in the world in the painting, the performer has the absolute right to exclude you." Jiang Siwu said.

When communicating with Jiang Siwu, who looks like a primary school student, the artist just felt weird, "The first one is to do nothing, and the second one is to be done by people who act in extreme ways. Wang Li seems to have known what Xiang Siyi would do from the very beginning. How to do it."

"He understands people's hearts best, because no one has anything to do with him, so what he sees is clearer than anyone else, like a god." Jiang Siwu's childish face was full of envy.

"You know I'm an assistant, but you also know that I won't obey your orders that are too rude and have nothing to do with performance."

"For example?" Jiang Siwu asked.

However, the next moment, the painter's eyes were plunged into darkness, "What did you do? Why can't my eyes see?"

"It's just simple. I don't want you to see what you shouldn't see. Everyone has secrets in their hearts. Sometimes an assistant who knows everything will only make the performance less fun. Now, your vision is amazing. Controlled, then your sense of hearing, touch, and maybe all the feelings are the same, erasing your existence is probably like kicking you off the stage.” Jiang Siwu quickly got out of the bed while speaking, and put the clothes on his body Children's pajamas are replaced by school uniforms.

"Nap time is over, come with me to school later, just try to cooperate with me, you know that on stage, the leading actor is the real boss, if I don't get a good evaluation because of your passive cooperation, it's you Punishment, or am I being punished?"

"It's only now that I think of the museum's evaluation of you? Even if I act negatively, the person who will be punished will not be me, but us," said the painter.

"It doesn't matter, my punishment is nothing more than failure... But don't worry, I won't make excessive demands." Jiang Siwu said.

"It's a pity that I had some sympathy for you, an ordinary person, who came to the collection hall, but I didn't expect you to be worse than Wang Li."

"If I'm really a bad person, that would be great." Jiang Siwu pushed open the door with a smile.

When Jiang Liuhui was young, she was wearing a sheep-white knit turtleneck, watching football on TV intently.

Jiang Siwu walked through the aisle between Jiang Liuhui and the TV, and then waved to the painter who was still in the room to follow.

Jiang Siwu said loudly: "Mom, I'm going to school."

The painter hides his figure, walks around Jiang Liuhui's back silently, and follows Jiang Siwu, like a spirit behind him.

Chapter 416 Chapter 380 Chapter [-] Love Is Infinite

"I can't see that your mother is still a football fan." The painter still couldn't figure out the situation at the moment, so he could only follow Jiang Siwu down the stairs.

The entire building is almost empty, and when you step on it, you can clearly hear a clear echo on the tiled floor.

Seeing that Jiang Siwu didn't say anything, the painter couldn't help asking, "You called me suddenly just now, wouldn't your mother notice? I can hide myself, but I can't make you invisible at such a distance. Your words are easy to say directly. If it spreads, if your mother finds out, it will affect the museum's evaluation of you in the future."

"I just want to verify that you are the same as what Wang Li said. You can hide your body. In Wang Li's memory, you can take him invisible. No one can hear what you say. It's like a ghost living in the painting. I can travel through the walls at will, as long as I know this, it will be very convenient for my next actions."

Jiang Siwu walked down the stairs while talking, turning on the switch of the corridor lights in the whole building along the way. In rental buildings more than ten years ago, the switches of the corridor lights were always made outside the door and inside the door.

Looking at Jiang Siwu's movements, the painter still couldn't bear it, "It's noon, why are you turning on the lights? And didn't you say you were going to school? You are not at home when you are going to school? Why do you turn on the lights and why are you going to school?" What about it? Isn’t it good to ask for leave at this time? Cherish the opportunity given to you by the Tibetan Museum, shall we?”

"Does the collection have any time requirements?" Jiang Siwu asked, "If it's just to get an excellent evaluation, it's okay to spend one day, two days, three days, four days, five days, six days, seven days, eight days, nine days and ten days. The time in Mid-World will not flow normally, as if one day in the sky and ten years underground."

"You still underestimate the collection. No matter how long you spend, it is actually one second in reality. One second of your thoughts will not change in the outside world. That's why I'm so tired of being an assistant." Painter Complained, "Why can I figure it out directly after only two times?"