Since he has entered the game, Yu Guo is useless no matter how anxious he is.

After seeing the picture frame on the wall in the west again, he immediately turned his head and ran towards the back of the screen.

If blood could destroy the painting last time, then this time might work.

While running, he took off his coat and wrapped it around his hands, rushed into the pool of blood in three steps and applied blood to the coat.

At the same time, he glanced at the entrance of the entrance and the door had begun to close.

It seemed like there was wind blowing outside, and slowly the cracks of the door became smaller and smaller until they overlapped.

However, there was no sound of locking. I think this little wind is not enough.

Yu Guo just took a simple look and didn't think much about it. He turned around and rushed towards the painting on the west wall.

This picture of children's tea making is also only about one-fifth of the picture.

After the red blood painted the entire painting, Yu Guo took two steps back to observe whether it was effective.

The painting is very quiet, and the child did not come out of the painting.

There was no abnormality on the contaminated surface.

Yu Guo observed the surroundings carefully and nothing happened.

"Can this method be universal..."

But the idea had just emerged, and a very subtle sound rang in his ears, like the friction of igniting a match.

The originally cold environment suddenly felt a little warm, as if the air conditioner was blowing warm air.

"Sizi..."

At the same time, on the wide tea table in the tea room, water suddenly flowed out of the mouth of the toad tea pet.

As the water flowed, the entire tea table was washed away, and the painting on the table was completely soaked.

Zhan Xun was still standing at the window, waiting for the ghost to appear, and then see how to crack it.

As the tea table started on its own, Zhan Xun suddenly became stiff, and a chessboard and two wooden benches appeared in front of him.

A seven or eight-year-old boy in a short jacket sat directly opposite him, holding a black chess in his hand, and landing it on the chessboard.

Zhan Xun sat down uncontrollably, with a white chess box on his left.

There are many chess pieces staggered in the chess game, with more black pieces and fewer white pieces.

After the boy made a move, he spread his palms as if he was signaling, and then stared at Zhan Xun with bright eyes.

Zhan Xun was staring at him with discomfort through a table, and he read a hint of greed and excitement from it.

It seemed as if it was looking forward to the punishment Zhan Xun suffered after losing the chess.

The tea table is only an arm away from Zhan Xun, but at this time he can't move anything except playing chess.

Looking at the chess game in front of him, his forehead immediately saw sweat.

He knew nothing about this kind of thing.

After seeing this scene, Yu Guo looked at the painting in front of him in shock.

The surface of the painting is covered with blood, but after a few seconds, it seems that it has been diluted a lot, and the content in the painting can still be seen.

At this time, in the painting, the child had put the tea into a jar, and the burning coal below was burning with flames.

What is strange is that the scene in the painting echoes the tea table next to Zhanxun.

There was no one above the tea table, but the electric teapot was steaming from its pointed mouth.

The strangest thing is that although Yu Guo was in the main hall, he felt that the air around him became extremely stuffy.

The temperature around was rising and it was still affordable at the moment, but he looked at the dark red burning marks at the bottom of the teapot and the pressure was getting stronger and stronger.

He wiped the sweat beads on both sides of his cheeks and realized that the two paintings had a mutual relationship this time.

The main hall and the tea room are two areas opened up by a space, but they are actually integrated.

Therefore, it seems that the two paintings have nothing to do with each other, but they have mutual influence.

Yu Guo quickly tried to go to the tea room, but when he approached, his eyes turned around. When he opened his eyes, he was in front of the screen again.

It's a small barrier again.

Yu Guo’s barrier is in the main hall. He can see the tea room, but he cannot go there.

But his life was in the tea room.

As long as he turns off the electric heater on the tea table, he will crack the painting.

But he couldn't do anything except watch and watch.

So now, if you want to crack the painting in the main hall, you must wait for Zhan Xun to crack Go and then turn off the heater.

After Yu Guo figured this out, he quickly came to the side of the Grand Master chair and looked at the situation on Zhan Xun's side.

At this glance, his heart was cold.

Zhan Xun was forced to a dead end after playing chess within half a minute.

The large area of ​​white sprigs was swallowed by the long black dragon, and only a small area of ​​white sprigs remained in the lower right corner, and they were still breathing.

Zhan Xun was not in the main hall at this time, and the temperature was not high around him, but his face was covered with sweat.

He pinched Bai Zi with his right hand and hung it in the air, his eyes wide open but he was reluctant to make a move.

He knows nothing about Go and doesn't even know when he will lose.

But even if you don’t understand, you should understand it when you look at the situation in front of you. Perhaps every time you fall, you will speed up your death.

"Don't play, just wait like this, you can drag the Go."

Yu Guo's voice came from the side, Zhan Xun's hanging hand did not dare to put down, and gritted his teeth and said:

"I can drag, how do you drag?"

As he said this, he looked at the tea table on the left, and he had heard the kettle start to squeak.

Yu Guo had already taken off his shirt and pants, and at this time there were only a pair of shorts left, but his skin was burned and red.

In just half a minute, I am afraid that if I drag it on, Yu Guo will definitely die.

"I can hold on for a while and delay time to think about other ways of life. You will definitely not win the game!"

Yu Guo didn't know much about Go, but he had heard of a scale claw while chatting with Li Guanqi.

Zhan Xun stretched out his fingers to wipe off the sweat beads dripping into his eyes. This time he put down the chess piece.

"I can't win the chess itself, I can only use off-the-scene moves...

But my current actions can only be targeted at this table, and the rest of them are restricted. How can I take the extra measures?”

The situation of Kuroko is very good, and the boy will win a great victory without taking three moves.

The light of victory shines on it, making the greed in its eyes brighter, and its upper body is tilting forward at this moment.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Maybe it can't wait to kill Zhan Xun.

Looking at the boy's posture, Zhan Xun glanced at Yu Guo who was jumping around hotly there.

"Have you turned off the chessboard?

no.

Obviously I want to live, is it to win it, to turn the board into a draw, or will I lose!"

Zhan Xun slowly grabbed another white piece, and when he looked at the defeat on the chessboard, he thought about all the tricks in his mind.

"Kill it?

It dared not attack me, it just played chess, which means that its current identity is a chess player, not a ghost.

My activities are only on the table on the board, this distance, if it leans a little further forward, I will have a chance to kill it in one blow."

Perhaps this is the only opportunity, as long as the boy moves a little further.

Bet!

Zhan Xun finally dropped the chess piece, and the price was that he was already on the verge of collapse and was killed again.

However, the effect obtained by sacrificing the game is useless.

Because the boy was on the verge of victory, he actually shrank his body back and stared at Zhan Xun with his head raised, as if showing off.

"Damn it!"

No need to think about it now, even an outsider can see it.

If he loses another son, he will be completely declared as failure and die.

There is no chance to win at all.

Apart from killing his opponent, Zhan Xun really couldn't figure out what else he could use to win.

Time passed by second by second, and the kettle on the tea table was already making a buzzing sound.
To be continued...