A Judge in Escape Game Chapter 6

Ethan Qi was unaware and was still immersed in the painting.

He applied a little force with his fingernails and a drop of blood oozed out.

The girl seemed to be stimulated by the smell of blood, and red bloodshot appeared on the whites of her eyes, making her face even more terrifying, just like a ghost.

The drop of blood rolled down the neck and fell into the collar.

It is summer now, and Ethan Qi is sitting on the bench with his back slightly hunched. His T-shirt has been moved up a bit, revealing his lower back.

The girl stood behind Ethan Qi. She could see that there seemed to be a dark red birthmark on Ethan Qi's lower back, but it didn't make her take a second look.

Just as she tried to use force again to completely cut off the head of the person in front of her, the color of the birthmark suddenly turned like a raging fire. It spread in just a moment and climbed upwards.

A birthmark like a pattern also appeared on the back of Ethan Qi's neck, spreading behind his ear.

The girl only felt a sharp pain at the fingertips that touched the other person's skin, and her entire soul seemed to be burned by fire.

She suddenly retracted her hand and even took a few steps back unconsciously.

"You came."

Ethan Qi opened his mouth and said a line that Liam Duan had said before.

The girl was stunned and didn't respond, but her black pupils slowly turned pure white.

"Can you look back at me?"

As long as he saw her, he would be dominated by fear, and if the three fires on his shoulders were a little weaker, they would no longer pose a threat to her.

The girl just thought that the burning sensation just now was because Ethan Qi's yang energy was particularly strong.

Ethan Qi shook his head: "I have the best match for you in my mind, no need to look back."

The girl was furious and wanted to get closer, but then she remembered what happened in the bathroom last time. The inexplicable fire was like a thorn in her side, and it took her a lot of effort to put it out.

Her body was formed from her soul and resentment, and she could be reborn but it required the energy of her soul. At that time, she consumed a lot of resentment in order to restore the strand of hair that was burned.

The girl had no choice but to stand a few steps away and watch what happened.

She watched as everything written by Ethan Qi slowly took shape, and a young girl appeared on the endless lotus leaves.

The girl, wearing a long skirt, dances gracefully on the lotus leaves, like a peacock under the moon.

The most eye-catching thing is the pair of shapeless hands with slender fingers that imitate the shape of a peacock, as soft and boneless as a skeleton.

Ethan Qi finished the last stroke and said, "I had this thought when I saw your hands. Such perfect hands must be beautiful when dancing in the lotus pond under the moon."

The girl was silent for a moment, then said, "At first, he praised my hand in the same way, and then he cut off my hand after I died."

Ethan Qi finally stood up and turned to look at the girl behind him: "The desire for beautiful things, when fermented to the extreme, is the extreme of evil."

"If he were to enter the underworld, he would repeat the pain of being dismembered for a hundred years."

His expression remained calm throughout, and even when facing the messy stitches on the girl's face, he did not show any abnormality.

The girl looked at his eyes, which were always on her lips, and her white eyes gradually turned scarlet.

Ethan Qi spoke up: "The marks on your mouth are your regrets, why?"

The girl was slightly stunned. Facing the other party's clear eyes, she couldn't help but reply: "I shouldn't smile. If I don't smile, he won't mistakenly think that I'm interested in him..."

As she narrated this incoherent story, the past event became clearer.

The girl used to be a celebrity on campus. She was beautiful and good at dancing, and was always the most eye-catching one in every occasion.

The girl believed that all the nightmares originated from her smile.

That day, the auntie who served meals at the window she liked to go to the most asked for leave, and was temporarily replaced by a uncle who worked in the kitchen.

The uncle was very generous with the dish, even giving her an extra half spoonful, to which the girl responded with a polite smile.

Then came summer vacation. The girl stayed in the school dormitory instead of going home, and the nightmare began.

In that painful memory, the only thing she remembered was that the devil kept saying that she smiled at him and must be trying to seduce him, and that she made him uneasy and committed a heinous crime.

After everything was over, the devil even cut off her hand, saying that it was this hand that made him so obsessed that he made a big mistake.

"You have already taken revenge, why hasn't your resentment dissipated?" Ethan Qi asked again.

The girl didn't know why, but she should have rushed forward and cut off the head of this ungrateful human.

However, she did not do so, but stood there and answered the questions obediently. This reminded her of the feeling when she faced the HR of the other company when she worked part-time.

Yes, why doesn’t the resentment dissipate?

She remembered that after she killed the demon with her own hands, she wandered around the campus, her consciousness gradually became blurred, and strange music gradually sounded in her ears.

at that time.

She saw a female student of the same age dancing by the lake.

She suddenly thought of herself. She could obviously dance better than the girl, but because of a demon, her life journey ended prematurely.

She returned to the dormitory where she used to live, and looked at those vibrant lives, laughing, crying, quarreling or making a fuss over trivial matters. The envy in her heart gradually turned into resentment.

Her lost resentment and abilities began to return, and finally, driven by resentment and jealousy, she hurt several innocent girls. It was like a vicious cycle, the more people she hurt, the more resentful she became.

Just when she was losing her mind and was about to kill the first innocent person, someone appeared in front of her and took her away.

Then, she appeared in the same place as the campus she once attended.

Ethan Qi listened quietly, without comforting her or saying anything else. He just handed her the painting and said, "Although you have a lot of resentment, you haven't taken the lives of innocent people. I give it to you."

The girl took the painting and stared blankly at the other person as he left.

She lowered her head again, only to find a pitch-black bird flying out of the painting in her hand.

The bird circled, its tail feathers creating black mists in the air. The mists seemed to have life, twisting and slowly forming words.

Dear Ms. Xi Yuxin: We are pleased to inform you that our company has decided to hire you as a dancer for the Underworld Cultural Troupe. The specific job description is as follows...

The girl was stunned.

Who is Xi Yuxin?

Yes, Xi Yuxin is her. She looked at the strange words in front of her for a long time, and finally raised her hand and pressed her fingerprint at the bottom.

The moment the fingerprint fell, the words formed by the black mist twisted and turned into a door.

The girl lowered her head and ran her fair hands across her face. The black seams slowly disappeared, revealing her original pretty face.

She smiled, looked back at the campus she once missed so much, and then stepped through the door.

A few minutes after the girl disappeared, a tall and handsome man appeared from behind the tree.

This person was Ethan Qi’s roommate Liam Duan.

Liam Duan walked to the place where Ethan Qi and Xi Yuxin had just stood, and with a casual stroke of his hand, the scene began to replay in mid-air.

He had a cold expression and seemed to have no interest in what was happening before his eyes.

When the birthmark on Ethan Qi's lower back began to spread, Liam Duan finally raised his hand.

The picture was still and enlarged. Liam Duan looked carefully at the small part of the birthmark that was exposed and whispered: "Soul Locking Formation?"

The exposed part was too small, so he couldn't confirm whether it was the Soul-Locking Formation. However, judging from Xi Yuxin's performance, it was undoubtedly some kind of formation that affected the soul.

Liam Duan continued to watch, and finally stopped the screen on the painting drawn by Ethan Qi.

He looked at the painting for a long time, his eyes very focused.

"What an interesting man."

Finally, Liam Duan left these words before raising his hand to clear all the images, turning around and disappearing by the lake.

When Ethan Qi returned to the dormitory, it was empty.

He sat down at the desk and then remained motionless like a statue.

The pattern behind his ear gradually faded and disappeared, followed by the back of his neck, and finally Ethan Qi became the same as usual.

At this time, Ethan Qi seemed to come back to his senses. He pinched his eyebrows and felt a little headache.

"Isn't I painting by the lake?"

He just felt a little confused. At the end of his memory, he was clearly painting by the lake. He had just sketched the outline of the lotus lake, but then everything went blank, as if he was drunk.

Ethan Qi picked up the sketchbook on the table. A page had been torn off. Judging from the mark left underneath, there was indeed a painting there.

Where are his paintings? What happened just now?

"What's wrong?"

Ethan Qi turned around and saw Liam Duan standing at the door.

He answered casually: "The painting I just finished is gone, and I don't remember where I lost it."

"I just came back from the lake and saw a painting on the bench over there. I went to get it, but when I got close, it was blown into the lake by the wind."

Ethan Qi didn't think much about it, just felt a little sorry, and asked: "How about the painting?"

"good."

Liam Duan looked unhappy. He walked to the desk with a cold expression and sat down.

Ethan Qi didn't care about the painting at this time. He was more and more certain that the main plot of this game must be about his roommate. As for the things in the No. 4 girls' dormitory and the cafeteria, his intuition told him that they were just side plots and he didn't need to care about them.

Ethan Qi, who always believed in his intuition, felt that he should take the initiative to advance the roommate's plot line.

He speculated about the character and asked tentatively: "What's wrong? You don't look happy?"

"I thought you bought the sketchbook so you could draw me."

"ah?"

Ethan Qi was stunned, and felt that Liam Duan's behavior was somewhat inconsistent with his character. However, thinking about what happened by the lake before, it seemed understandable.

"I'm just practicing first. I haven't painted for a long time. Someone with such a unique temperament like yours can't be painted lightly." Ethan Qi flattered Liam Duan skillfully, hoping that the other party would let it go.

"I don't care." Liam Duan said, "I like painting, and I also like people who can paint."

Ethan Qi was again left speechless by this painting that seemed to be a confession of love. He had discovered that although Liam Duan seemed aloof and difficult to approach on weekdays, he was actually a person with very strong emotions and would express them directly.

The atmosphere was a little awkward and ambiguous.

Ethan Qi simply didn't know what to do with his hands and feet, but his intuition told him that things were not that simple.

This is not a love game, but an escape game where evil spirits are rampant.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that Liam Duan in front of you is simply the standard male protagonist Su Duantui in the love game. If you agree to his confession, who knows if something will happen that is consistent with horror games.

Ethan Qi decided to play dumb, smiled and said, "I'll draw a picture for you when I'm done practicing."

Liam Duan withdrew his gaze, no longer feeling so oppressive, and just said something ambiguous.

"I'm waiting for you."