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

Chapter 676: Not Fun at All

"Nothing, Ayan, I just."

As she spoke, she suddenly paused.

Within her sight, in the middle of the crowd, in the gaps between the people coming and going, she saw Du Yuzhao, who was smiling at her.

That smile was completely different from the previous ones. It was not a kind smile, nor was it a happy and unrestrained smile.

The cynicism revealed between the eyebrows and the slightly upturned arc at the corners of the lips seem to indicate something.

Gu Chaoxi held Pei Yan's hand and took a step back, staring at the man closely.

In the blink of an eye, the man disappeared from the crowd again.

No matter which direction she looked, he was no longer visible.

"Ayan, Du Yuzhao, find him! Now!" After saying that, she let go of Pei Yan's hand and quickly rushed to the crowd.

Looking at his empty palms, Pei Yan turned around, but it was too late to keep up with her.

Zhang Qingya came over and only saw Gu Chaoxi disappear.

"Are we going to follow?"

Pei Yan nodded: "Go find Du Yuzhao."

So the two of them hurriedly followed, leaving the art gallery and heading towards the wood carving shop on the corner of the street.

Gu Chaoxi followed Du Yuzhao all the way out of the art museum. There were inexplicably many people outside.

Her eyes fell on Du Yuzhao, and she squeezed through the crowd, just wanting to follow him.

Seeing that Du Yu was shining into the door of the wood carving shop and was about to close it, Gu Chaoxi simply raised his hand to push away the person next to him and rushed over.

"and many more!"

Fortunately, she reached out her hand quickly enough, otherwise, she would not be able to block the door at all.

Du Yuzhao stared at her and smiled slowly: "Do you want to come in?"

His voice was slow and long, and his eyes were staring at her like a poisonous snake, even trying to seduce her.

"Let me in." She nodded and looked at Du Yuzhao's face, which was completely different from before.

"Okay, come in."

Du Yuzhao moved aside to make way for Gu Chaoxi.

The outstretched hand seemed to want to pull Gu Chaoxi into the abyss.

She said nothing, but walked inside. Almost the moment she entered the store, Du Yuzhao slammed the door shut.

When I turned around, the position of the door had changed.

The white light and shadows climbed up little by little, completely covering the door, and the entire room was now covered with white light and shadows.

Gradually, more white light and shadows flowed around.

"Du Yuzhao, that art gallery is yours."

She lowered her eyes, put her hands in her pockets, and just stood with her back still, as if nothing around her had affected her at all.

"Yeah, not many people know about this. Did Zhou Jie tell you?"

Du Yuzhao raised his eyes and smiled, then slowly approached Gu Chaoxi.

Something was rising under her feet, and now she could not move at all. However, Gu Chaoxi had no intention of hiding. She just stood there and asked what she wanted to know.

Seeing that she didn't show any sign of fear, Du Yuzhao showed a little doubt on his face and moved closer.

The face was so close that Gu Chaoxi's breath could even fall on his face.

The pair of eyes stared at hers, as if trying to see through her. The crooked face was next to hers, and if it moved a little closer it would almost be touching her face.

Although he had clearly felt the other person's cold temperature, Gu Chaoxi seemed to be unaware of anything. He just looked forward without any set goal.

"Don't you and Zhou Jie know each other well?"

"You all conspired together to force Shen Liao to death. Who will be the next one?"

"I guess the next one is Zhou Zuoran?"

Du Yuzhao's body, which was originally swaying slowly, suddenly stopped, and then moved away from Gu Chaoxi's body inch by inch.

"You are so smart."

It’s actually not difficult to guess this. Since Shen Liao died, Gu Chaoxi has been wondering, who will be the next victim?

He is another person who is related to the paintings in the art museum. Among the four people whose names appeared, only two of them are truly related to the paintings in the art museum, namely Zhou Zuoran and Shen Liao.

One of them is a painter himself, and the other participated in the creation of the painting.

"I actually want to know why they have to die."

As he said this, Gu Chaoxi lowered his eyes and glanced at his feet.

The rising white light had completely enveloped her feet and was even creeping towards her calves.

She tried to move her feet, but couldn't move them at all.

Du Yuzhao raised his hand and touched his chin. After thinking for a while, he rolled his eyes and said, "Perhaps, this place doesn't need them to be pioneers."

This town is actually very backward in terms of ideology. Earlier, Du Yuzhao's family had absolute say in this place.

They collected different paintings from all over the world and exhibited them in their own art gallery. They made money by charging people for tickets out of curiosity and became one of the richest people in the area.

But later on, slowly some people began to paint with their own talents, but the things they painted openly and secretly scolded and ridiculed their family.

How is this allowed?

So, from that time on, Du Yuzhao's father began to crack down on the existence of these people, and told Du Yuzhao in his education that all the people in this town should have risen and fallen with them.

Anyone who attempts to change this status quo should be cleared out.

He had seen his father clean up many people and knew how to force a person to death while saving himself.

So, it’s too simple. It’s just as easy to force Shen Liao to death as it is to force Zhou Zuoran to death.

Besides, it wasn't entirely him who forced Shen Liao to death. Didn't Zhou Jie also help him?

"It would be fun to force your loved one to death. What do you think? Gu Zhaoxi."

"This is no fun." She shook her head and tried again to see if she could move her feet, but the result was the same, futile.

"Are you having fun in this plane with the identity of Du Yuzhao? Hmm? An unknown consciousness from the other world? I guess that's what I should call you, right?"

She didn't look up, but just squatted down to study the light and shadow on her feet.

When your fingers touch it, it feels like they are sinking into some liquid, but your hands are clean and nothing gets on them.

But again, after putting her finger in, she couldn't see it anymore, although she could still feel it.

Is it some mysterious gas? It doesn't look like it. If it is an illusion, it shouldn't be, because she can vaguely hear the voices of Pei Yan and Zhang Qingya outside the door.

It is probably something like an obstacle, blocking a certain space, but it does not leave this plane.