Thriller Paradise

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. It's a bit like...no, it should be said to be very like a grave. The depiction of some minutiae shows that the cave is buried deep underground, there is no exit in the picture, and there is no artificial light source. The painter does not know what method to use, so that the painting shows a ghost. The light of the forest that is not suitable for the environment.

Unconsciously, I watched the picture for about five seconds, and my 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. Unconsciously sighed, took out the "eye of hatred" from the bag, put on a flashlight in one hand, and held the 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 it is really as big as the Devil City, 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 in 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 like a white shadow standing alone in front of him, 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 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 go out!" The sound of the human body and the board touched in the darkness, the friction and impact, and the humming of the hinges. Another extremely distant voice came faintly... as if someone was 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 broken, 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 Aowei, who were on the first floor, were kneeling by the fireplace in the kitchen and looked 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. 】

"Ah... I don't understand it completely!" Wang Shouzhi almost forgot after reading it. He came to the fireplace, leaned up and put his head inside to see the condition of the chimney.

After making a black face, he came out and said: "Oh... it’s too narrow, definitely can’t climb out.”

At first, the dragon arrogant did not seem to take care of his sentence, Wang Shouzhi did not care too much. However, a few seconds later, Wang Sigh's turned his head and found that Long Ao's look was very abnormal. He saw his eyes round and his mouth screamed, and seemed to be talking loudly, but Xiao Shou did not 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 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?" How many!" "You are sick!"...

But in fact, the content they said is.

Wang Shouzhi: "What happened? What did you say? What do you mean by this gesture?"

Dragon proudly said: "It's the black thing on your face that is making a ghost!"

Standing in 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 ability to speak at the same time.

"Wow! What kind of monster?" Wang Sigh 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. The face became clean and there was no black ash.

"Although I don't know what it means to set up this system..." Long Aowei discovered that this is not really lethal, and it is not particularly scary black face, except that it expresses a systematic system of players. Beyond the malicious, there seems to be no reason to appear here.

"But I think it is safer to burn it." Long Ao took the mask and found two pieces of Flintstone next to a stove...

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