Xu Huo received the lighter and said, "Tell me how to clear the third level."
The oil painter laughed and said, "Oh, you told me it was for this. You told me I told you directly. The reason why I was hung at the gate must be to give players a hint. No, I told you on the first day you came here."
I gave you a hint."
"Really?" Xu Huo lit a cigarette and took a puff, then pressed it on the painting to burn a hole in the paper. "Isn't it just to lure me into being deceived? Why did you ask me to come out at night?"
The oil painter suppressed his anger and forced a smile, "Of course, this is to remind you of the key to the second task. Once a person enters the painting, it is difficult to get out. If you want to restore the real painting, you have to rely on my help."
Xu Huo looked to the side and burned a hole in the painting, "Tell lies."
"I didn't!" The oil painter shouted quickly: "What I said is true. Why should I lie to you in this situation... Stop burning it! Stop burning it!"
After the third hole appeared, Xu Huocai said: "Every lie is a hole, you weigh it."
"Although you are in the painting, you are still alive. You may be able to come out one day. If the painting is burned, you will be out of luck now."
"I can bring the player out of the painting, and I can also save you."
After hearing what he said, the oil painter quickly agreed, "You are right, I will tell you everything I know, and you must rescue me when the time comes!"
However, Wei Da said: "Something is wrong."
Xu Huo walked up to "The Silent Umbrella" and asked, "Can you still come out of the painting?"
The tattered umbrella turned to the left.
"What does this mean?" Wei Da wondered.
"It means it can't be done." The next day when Daxiong took the player to check the portrait of a woman, Xu Huo discovered that the painting could also move, sometimes left and sometimes right. At that time, he noticed that the umbrella seemed to respond to the player's words.
So he specially said a few words and found out that the umbrella would respond to what happened in the exhibition hall, but not to which room the bear lived in.
He specifically asked Da Xiong if Deng Yu had damaged the painting. Da Xiong replied in the affirmative and the umbrella turned to the left. But when he mentioned that monsters would attack those who destroyed the paintings at night, the umbrella turned to the right.
Of course, the people in the painting may have been players and not worthy of trust, but when he was talking to the person in the painting just now, the umbrella was also turning left and right.
It seems that the silent umbrella is more honest than the oil painter.
Xu Huo lost his patience and picked up the oil painting to burn it, but the painter quickly shouted, "I really didn't lie to you!"
"You're lying!" Wei Da retorted: "If you could come out of the painting, other paintings wouldn't be so peaceful."
"If he can't come out after entering the painting, how can he complete the second task!" the oil painter shouted.
"Time limit." Xu Huo knocked on the electronic timer, "The name of this copy is 'Thirty Days'. The countdown of all electronic watches does not exceed thirty days, and the longest one so far is only more than four hundred hours.
, it’s not that you can’t come out after entering the painting, it’s that you can only come out within a certain time.”
"So that's what thirty days means," Wei Da said, "Maybe after thirty days, they will turn into real paintings."
Seeing that his lower half was already on fire, the painter cried and howled: "Don't kill me! I say!"
"You have to make a request to the curator! Ask the curator to give you a new painting!"
However, neither of the two men standing tried to stop the fire. It was not until it floated to the ground and burned that Wei Da spoke: "The umbrella didn't respond. Is it because you don't know or you don't want to tell us? Do you want to try other paintings?"
"No need, they won't say whether it's true or false." Xu Huo said.
"Indeed, if I were trapped in the painting forever, I would not be able to help but pull a support." Wei Da sighed with emotion and then showed hope, hoping that Xu Huo would try it with the people in the painting first, "The third task
You need to add a new painting, which should wait until the evening, and does it count if you do the third task without completing the first two tasks? "
Xu Huo said nothing. The method the oil painter said could not withstand scrutiny at all. Last night he had seen the monster use a cane to turn Sherman into a new painting. If a request to the curator was the way to create a new painting
, the painting that appears here should be a living painting. The worst result is that the player who made the request becomes a painting. To say the least, if it is successful, will it be like Lu Gang to get this new living painting?
Pretending to eat Sherman's paintings?
The words of oil painters are absolutely not trustworthy, so this method has no value in even trying.
"This won't work." He said directly: "Think of other ways."
Wei Da secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking hard for a moment, he couldn't think of any solution, "But the tasks are all related to the painting and the player. Is it possible that the part of the oil painting is true? To get a new painting, the curator needs to handle it.
But the way to get the new painting is not what it says.”
Xu Huo slightly affirmed, "The paintings are all drawn."
"It's true that paintings are made, but the paintings in the Hundred People Art Museum are obviously all about people." Weida said when he saw him go to get a blank frame, he couldn't help but raise his voice, "Don't be afraid that you can also become a painting."
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"Players have touched all the picture frames here in the past few days. Even if they want to change the pictures, they have to wait until night." Xu Huo said: "Go and look in the room to see if there are any pens."
Wei Da had no choice but to go. After checking each room, he ran out excitedly, "Your analysis is reasonable. I found several pencils and colored pens in the two innermost rooms of the left corridor. They were originally hidden in vases.
In the fake flowers.”
Xu Huo took a pencil disguised as a flower branch and handed it to him, "You draw first."
Wei Da hesitated for a moment and then readily took the pen, "This is at least much safer than facing the curator directly."
He quickly drew a simple house on the drawing paper, but neither the sculpture nor the art gallery responded.
"Does it also have to wait until night for it to take effect?"
"We have to wait until night." Xu Huo put away the drawing paper and hung it on the pillar. He took another piece of white paper and put the pencil in his pocket.
If the guard becomes a painting at night, then there is no need to try this method.
Feeling that the person behind him was walking from the left to the right, he said without looking back: "These paintings during the day are not fake paintings. You don't know that, right?"
Wei Da smiled and said, "I'm just taking a walk..."
Xu Huo picked up the two picture frames on the right and said, "These two paintings are of no use to me. I keep my word. If you can survive, I will paint them for you."
Wei Da smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid that I will become a painting... Speaking of which, I am really unlucky. I made several copies and ended up getting mined by others."
He touched his chin and muttered to himself: "I was caught in the last dungeon and almost sacrificed to the Five Zang Temple. Alas, some players who look weak are actually not weak at all."
"Showing weakness is the same as showing strength. It's just a means of survival." Xu Huo said calmly: "The failure was either due to negligence or lack of strength. The fault lies with oneself rather than the opponent."
Wei Da looked at him in surprise, "You are so thoughtful."
"Game is a kind of..." Xu Huo suddenly stopped mid-sentence, and continued after two seconds, "Game is a fair game, because the strong and the weak can stand on one side of the scale."