Chapter 1834

For a while, he couldn't think of any good way. He xuliu could only try to walk again. Finally, he walked back to the grave again.

This time, he xuliu is completely flustered. His paintings are bloody and weird, but it doesn't mean he won't be afraid.

Especially at the thought of those who died in their own hands, he was even more flustered.

It was hard to describe his fear. He felt as if he was trapped in a cage and could not escape.

Now he can't figure out whether he was hit by ghosts or lost his way.

he looked at the grave beside him, which just inspired him. At this time, it brought him endless fear.

He shivered and said to himself, "don't be surprised if you have any. Don't do anything to me. When I go back this time, I will burn you a lot of paper money. "

While talking, he suddenly saw a black invitation on the ground not far from the front.

He, who was very puzzled in his heart, went over to have a look.

He xuliu, who didn't see very clearly, took the black invitation letter to his hand and looked at it.

At first, he only saw the back of the invitation. He didn't feel anything wrong. He just felt that as long as the invitation had not been wet by the rain, the material was a little strange.

But when he turned the invitation, his face turned pale.

"Death Death notice! "

He screamed, threw away the death notice in his hand and ran without thinking about it.

But when he wandered around, ran a long circle, and returned to the grave, he had completely given up his hope.

From the current situation, it is impossible for him to get out of here.

The death note he had thrown away was floating in the air. I looked through the death notice, which listed all the crimes related to him.

Helpless he xuliu can only go to have a look, and then suddenly raised his head and yelled: "judge of death, do you know what art is?"

At the same time, the death studio of the fighting fish live broadcast was opened again. When the animation surface lit up slightly, countless fans had already poured in.

Several lines of subtitles appear in the picture:

he xuliu, male, 31 years old, occupation: painter.

Crime: in order to find inspiration, he killed 17 people in his hands by cruel means

By the time the picture was fully lit up, the death notice had disappeared. Only he xuliu is still standing in the same place and constantly roaring.

He was venting his dissatisfaction. In his opinion, he did nothing wrong at all. The death judge treated him like this, which made him very unconvinced.

"I'm not wrong in killing people!" He xuliu pointed to the sky and said, "but I was all for art. People like you don't know what art is. You have no right to judge me

Ye Chen sneered: "I really don't know what art is, but I know that no matter what, you can't hurt innocent people."

Ye Chen's words immediately attracted the support of countless fans. People are constantly launching barrages at this time:

"that's right! The judge is right. Can you kill people in the name of art? "

"I'm also a student of fine arts. I look down on such scum. I'm dark in my heart and have no ability. Now it's good to shout. "

"My God, you can kill people to draw a picture. This kind of artist is terrible. "

"Fart an artist, he's just a scum!"

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At this time, he xuliu is still holding on to himself for the sake of art and continues to shout.

It seems that he is not ready to talk about any reason. As long as he feels right, that is right.

For people like this, ye Chen is too lazy to say anything to him.

He xuliu until the reaction has become a little hoarse, this just closed his mouth. The judge of death did not pay any more attention to him. There was no point in his shouting like this.

What's more, his voice is hoarse now, and he doesn't have the strength to shout any more.

The rain has stopped at this time, but the wind is getting stronger. He xuliu couldn't stop shivering all over. His clothes had been wet. Now he felt that his whole body was cold.

After sneezing several times, he xuliu couldn't stand it.

If it goes on like this, he will freeze to death here.

What makes him feel exaggerated is that when he steps, he is ready to try to walk back to the village.

Suddenly there was a heavy snow in the sky. The snowflakes fell and immediately melted into water.

The temperature in the air dropped sharply, and soon frost formed on his eyebrows.The freezing cold made him unbearable.

He xuliu, who was shivering all over, began to have tears in his eyes.

He was too cold to crack his hands and feet.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something. A cold wind blew through his mouth and poured it into his mouth. He couldn't say anything more.

He only felt his body, as if it was no longer his own.

Only the pain which constantly stimulated his nerves still existed.

Do not know how many times, walk back to the grave, he xuliu he finally gave up.

He didn't care about anything. He even went straight into the grave, found a lower place to lie down, and used these graves to shield him from the cold wind.

Just as he felt about to freeze to death, a flash of fire appeared in his eyes.

Although very weak, but for he xuliu, it is full of temptation.

He could not help standing up and walking towards the fire.

He was numb with cold, and saw the house in front of him and the two big red lanterns hanging at the door. He couldn't help grinning.

He went to the door and clapped hard.

After a while, the door was opened. It was a very young girl, about 15 years old, wearing a long embroidered dress.

She looked at he xuliu and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

He xuliu shivered and said, "cold Cold... "

He could not help but rush in. Then he closed the door with his backhand, which was a relief.

The warm feeling made him groan uncontrollably. Inside, he felt as if he was sitting by the fire.

Looking back, he was just about to turn around and explain to the little girl. ..

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