I am in the horror game, scrambling to steal the male lead's halo

Chapter 642: 3 Days

Shen Nianbai was a little confused, but seeing that Pei Yan was already walking in the direction Gu Chaoxi was going, he didn't stay for long and pulled Zhang Qingya to follow him.

"Shall we go and see Du Yuzhao?" Pei Yan asked her.

Gu Chaoxi shook his head: "There's no rush now."

Shen Nianbai frowned, a little confused: "Is that person suspicious?"

"It's unclear whether it's suspicious or not, but the plane will never reveal the names of unimportant people."

Since the name Du Yuzhao could be spoken by a woman, it was enough to prove that this woodcarving man had a certain connection with this plane.

As for whether this connection is close or not, it is something they need to explore.

Shen Yao followed from behind, nodded when he heard this, and looked to the other side.

“It seems like there’s no one here who stays in front of the paintings all the time.”

No one knew what paintings were in the two closed exhibition halls, and perhaps that person had not come today at all.

Gu Chaoxi didn't care much and continued to walk forward leisurely.

A man wearing a black hat caught her attention. She walked over to him, stood beside the man, and looked at the painting in front of her.

The painting is mostly white ink, and depicts a god reaching his hands downwards, with white wings curled up to wrap around his entire body.

The holy light behind is shining.

The label below the painting shows the name of the painting, "Compassion".

To be honest, Gu Chaoxi sometimes feels that artists' affairs are really complicated.

For example, this painting does not convey a sense of compassion no matter how you look at it.

If the hand that is extended is to save someone and to pull that person out of the quagmire, it does have a sense of saving the world and can barely be called redemption.

Probably compassion.

However, according to this composition, if the whole painting is turned upside down, the god will reach his hand upwards.

It was as if he was raising his hands to touch the sky, or as if he were a god from another perspective, breaking free from his restraints and flying toward the sky.

Therefore, when looking at a work of art, one cannot just look at the annotations to interpret the painting, but also look at it from one’s own perspective.

She chuckled and crossed her arms: "God has fallen, so there is no question of mercy."

The man in the black hat turned his head, seeming a little surprised.

"How do you know that God has fallen?"

He asked not a question, but with a hint of accusation.

Gu Chaoxi raised an eyebrow, but was not too surprised by his tone.

Generally speaking, people who can appreciate a painting for a long time have some special feelings towards it.

Since what I said caused his opposition, it means that he really has a special opinion about this painting.

"His eyes were desolate and sad, and they seemed to be falling downwards, as if he had given up his lofty position as a god. Isn't that a fall?"

She turned and looked at the man.

The man wearing a hat had messy hair and a little dark circles under his eyes.

He was wrapped in his coat and looked a little cold.

After hearing Gu Chaoxi's words, the man's eyes relaxed inexplicably, as if he was thinking about something.

"Fallen? No, how could God fall?"

He tilted his head and looked at the painting in front of him again and again.

Pei Yan watched from the side for a while, then raised his hand and pointed at the mark under the painting.

“Perhaps this compassion is not about this painting, but about this God. The artist is feeling compassion for this fallen God.”

"God feels hopeless and unable to change the situation. In the end, he falls from the sky and abandons his identity as God. Isn't that a form of escape?"

The man paused for a long moment, and his shoulders gradually began to tremble.

Gu Chaoxi squinted his eyes and looked over. The man was crying and sobbing.

"My brother drew this, he's been dead for a long time."

No wonder, is this why I keep looking at this painting?

Gu Chaoxi sighed, feeling that the world is unpredictable.

Sometimes when a plane is being constructed, it really knows how to make people uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I lost my temper just now." The man wiped his tears and apologized to Gu Chaoxi. His tone just now was not very good.

She shook her head: "It's okay."

"My name is Zhou Jie. There's my cafe on the first floor of the hotel across the street. If you don't mind, you can go have a cup of coffee."

There was indeed a small coffee shop on the first floor of the hotel, which Pei Yan noticed.

He nodded and smiled at the perimeter: "Okay, we'll go later."

Zhou Jie nodded, raised his hand to wipe his tears, turned around and walked away quickly.

Luo Yu glanced in the direction the man left, and thinking about what they had just said, he felt a little confused.

"Is there any connection between this Zhou Jie and Du Yuzhao?"

"It's hard to say." Shen Yao shook his head.

The names of the characters that appear in the plane are definitely related to the plane, but it does not mean that the names that appear are related to each other.

Sometimes there will be branches.

"It seems that we didn't gain much today." Gu Chaoxi raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

As for the woman sitting in front of the painting, no one who fits the situation has appeared yet, and it is not ruled out that the painting is in several exhibition halls that are not open to the public.

In addition, they are not very sure about the time of this dimension.

"We have to find time." Qi Chuzhao said, glancing at Pei Yan and Gu Chaoxi.

This was indeed what she meant, and she nodded: "We don't know the time yet. It should be there, but maybe we overlooked it."

For example, the time when all the exhibition halls of this art museum are open at the same time, or whether there are any activities in this art museum recently and how long will the activities last.

"Pay attention when you go back to the first floor. There might be something there, but we just didn't see it."

Gu Chaoxi said this and started walking downstairs.

Since there are no clues upstairs, there is no point in staying there.

So, the group of eight people started walking downstairs again.

When he reached the first floor, Gu Chaoxi walked towards the service desk. There were some posters on the wall behind the desk.

It was a promotional item, but she didn't look at it carefully when she was on the first floor.

Now I walked to the front of the service desk, and found that there was a pile of things similar to brochures on the desk.

Looking down, I saw information about the latest exhibition at the art museum. The time was written on it. It would last for three days and all the exhibition halls would be open to everyone for visiting.

However, some exhibition halls are still closed today.

She looked up and asked, "When will all the pavilions be open?"

"You are welcome to visit us tomorrow."

The person behind the service desk answered and smiled at Gu Chaoxi.

"Okay, thank you." That is to say, starting from tomorrow, they need to find the answer to the dimension within three days.