Thriller Paradise

44. Chapter 44 Shanchi Haunted House (4)

    There are several paintings hanging on the wall of the living room on the first floor. Most of them are like the works of mental patients. The illusions in the paintings are unclear. But only one is not so abstract.

    The painting shows a narrow rectangular tunnel interior with low walls, smooth, white, uninterrupted and undecorated, and the front road looks like a downward slope. A bit like……No, it should be said that it is very like a grave. The depiction of some details shows that the cave is buried deep underground, there is no exit in the picture, and there is no light source for artificial illumination. The painter does not know what method to use, so that the painting shows a ghost. Sensitive, unsuitable light.

    Feng Guan looked at the picture for about five seconds, and his eyes seemed to be fixed. An unknown force made him unable to speak and move. The next second, he was blinded by the darkness, and nothing could be seen. When not too much, when he resumed his ability to move, he took out the flashlight from the bag and opened it. He had already reached the tunnel painted in the painting.

    He didn't know the principle of this transmission, and he didn't know if his departure process was seen by Xiao sang and Long Ge, but whether they saw it or not, I am afraid he has to rely on his own strength to leave this place.

    Behind him is a stone wall, which is pushed up by hand and the top wall is low. There is obviously no escape route above. Unexpectedly sighed, took out the "eye of hatred" from the bag, put it on, holding a flashlight in one hand, holding a pipe wrench in one hand, and began to walk down the tunnel.

    There is a [Jazz Dance] on the foot, and I don’t feel worried about the lack of physical fitness caused by the path. He doesn’t care how far he goes. The physical value of 1100, plus the special effects of equipment to reduce running and running, all the way to the space dance step, even if there is such a big Devil City below, he is confident that he can map the map.

    About ten minutes along the tunnel, the flashlight suddenly flashed a few times. He shook his hand and took two shots on the barrel. The heart: The battery is not enough? impossible……It didn't take long in the last script. Poor contact? It’s even more impossible. It’s written with MADEINCHINA, and the quality is right…

    Suddenly, there was a strange whisper in front: "Let me go out…"

    The sound came from a distance of about ten meters from the front of the seal. He removed his gaze from the flashlight and looked at it. The light of the flashlight disappeared completely at this time, causing his eyes to become dark.

    Then, the light of the flashlight flashed a few times in a short time, just to take a white shadow standing in front of the lonely, looking at the figure, this is a woman. She was bruised and bruised, she was skinny, and her blood was stained on white. Because she saw her time is very short, coupled with the problem of light and distance, she could not see her face.

    The light was fleeting, and the unconscious eyes immediately became dark, leaving only the horrible image on his retina. Then he heard another cry in his ear.

    "let me out!"In the darkness, the sound of the human body and the wooden board was heard, which was the friction and impact, and the hinges humming. Another extremely distant voice faintly came…It seems as if someone is screaming in the depths of the copper porch.

    After about thirty seconds, the flashlight returned to normal, no longer blinking, and continued to output light.

    After sealing up the scene, I not only changed my face, but also sighed: "The original flashlight is not bad, but the flicker caused by the plot…"

    At this time, another system prompts: [Spurline task progress update]

    I didn’t know it. The current progress of the task [to find out all six "ghost palaces"] has become 2/6. It must have been that someone else has found another word, but I can’t see the specifics from the taskbar. Content.

    At the same time, Wang Sangzhi and Long Aozhen, who were on the first floor, were sitting next to the fireplace in the kitchen and looking at the second "Ghost Palace" written on the brick wall with the black material of coal ash.

    [Wang Qi is golden and golden,

    Flying at the top of the temple.

    It’s all in the past

    It’s a breeze,

    Beautiful and peaceful days.

    Along the white palace wall,

    A burst of dark fragrance flies away. 】

    "Ahhhh……I don’t understand it completely! ”Wang Xingzhi had forgotten almost after reading it. He came to the fireplace, looked upside down, and put his head inside to see the condition of the chimney.

    After making a black face, he came out and said: "Hey…Too narrow, definitely can't climb out. ”

    At first, Long Aozhen did not seem to care about his words, and Wang Sangzhi did not care too much. However, a few seconds later, Wang Sigh's turned his head and found that the dragon's look was very abnormal. He saw his eyes round and his mouth screamed, and seemed to be talking loudly, but he didn't hear half of his ears. word.

    This strange scene made Wang sigh's creeps, and then he realized what…At this moment his own voice did not come out of the blind.

    The next situation is terrible to the parties, but it will be very funny if others look at it.

    I saw two people who did not understand sign language dancing there, expressing their feelings and lips for a long time, and finally did not figure out what the other party was saying…

    I think the line that best suits this kind of scene should be: "Are you sick?"Do you have medicine? ""how much do you have? ""How much do you eat? ""How much do you eat? ""How much do you eat! ""Are you sick! "…

    But in fact, the content they said is.

    Wang Xizhi: "What happened? P-pardon me? What do you mean by this gesture? ”

    Dragon proudly said: "It is the black thing on your face that is doing ghosts!"

    Standing on the perspective of the dragon proud, the black coal ash on the face of Wang Sigh is like a "living" mask. At this moment, a grotesque smile is being made. This "black face" expression and Xiaoshen himself What expression does not matter, as if it is a painting floating on the face.

    Finally, Long Aozhen thought of a way. He found a rag in the dirty kitchen, placed in front of his face, and made a clockwise wiping action at a distance, then pointed his finger at the rag and pointed It refers to the face of Wang Sigh.

    The latter seemed to understand it. After receiving the cloth, no matter what the three or seventy-one was put on his face, when he took the cloth away, the two men resumed their normal speaking ability.

    “Whoa! What kind of monster? ”Wang Xizhi looked at the rag on his hand. The "black face" was printed on the cloth. The complete face shape was transferred from the face of Xiao sang to the rag. At this moment, the face of Xiao sigh became clean. There is no black ash.

    "Although I don't know what it means to set up this system…"At this time, Long Aozhen discovered that this is not a real lethal force, nor is it a particularly scary black face. Apart from expressing the maliciousness of a system-wide player, there seems to be no reason to appear here.

    "But I think it is safer to burn it."Dragon proudly took the mask and found two flints on the side of a stove…