While looking for lenses, he also saw a familiar empty needle, just like the one that had been pierced into his skin in the research institute.
Zeng Lai ran over and looked at them one by one.
Human skin, cut-throat diary, blood-stained brush, etc., each one seems to have its counterpart.
"It seems true."
Beyond this, sculptural and dreamlike elements also appear prominently.
"We have met the cryer, the zombie researcher, the abyss blood array, the decapitated man, and heard about the good friend and the ghost in the closet. There are still two more to go." Zeng Lai's eyes lit up, "Look.
Of the things in the cabinet, I guess the remaining two are related to sculptures and one is related to dreams, is it reasonable?"
Yu Xing agreed: "It's reasonable."
Han Zhiyong's nickname is Evil Ghost. Qu Nianqing once said that his ability is related to dreams, which happens to match.
But if Zeng Lai said this...it means that his corresponding ghost has already appeared.
"What is your corresponding ghost?"
Zeng Lai didn't expect Yu Xing to ask so directly. Then he thought about it. If he wanted to cooperate in the future, he would have to know sooner or later.
He smiled: "Cryer."
Yu Xing was a little surprised by this answer. Doesn't that mean that Zeng Lai's corresponding ghost was the first ghost that everyone encountered?
At that time, the cryers knocked on the door one by one. After they left, Zeng Lai behaved normally, and he did not look like he had just survived a ghost that he could not resist.
Yu Xing expressed great admiration: "As expected of a boss."
Zeng Lai waved his hand with a proud look on his face: "Nothing, nothing."
After a pause, Zeng Lai asked, "What about you?"
"Researcher of the Resentful Corpse."
Zeng Lai: ...Good guy, your acting skills are also good, but I didn’t see that you had any fear of that big zombie.
After talking to each other, Yu Xing glanced at the things on the shelf.
The shelves covered one wall, but they were not as meaningful as the exhibits in the glass cabinets. He looked at them for a while and found nothing special.
"Here, come and take a look."
On the other side, Zeng Lai pulled something out from the corner.
Yu Xing walked over, and suddenly there was a burning smell in the air.
He lowered his head and saw that Zeng Lai was holding something as black as coke in his hand, and a layer of black ash fell off it when he touched it.
"Burned?" He squatted down and poked it with his finger. He immediately knew why Zeng Lai had to take it out alone.
When we transition from reality to the absurd world, all that is flying in the sky is ashes. And the clouds in the sky are also burning. No matter how you look at it, Alice's hell and fire are inextricably linked.
Zeng Lai was afraid that he was inexperienced, so he turned the thing in his hand and reminded: "This thing has traces of being burned. In the differentiation-level deduction, useless abnormal things rarely appear. Once you find it, you must think carefully about the meaning it represents."
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The original appearance of this thing cannot be seen, it was really burned beyond recognition.
Yu Xing glanced at the shelf again and said calmly: "Maybe it's reminding us not to forget the relationship between Burning and Alice Hell. This, coupled with the previous transition prompt, is clearly telling the deducers
Some kind of information."
They got up and searched again. After confirming that there was only one burnt object, Zeng Lai put it in his pocket and walked out of the showroom with the fire certificate.
It's almost time to go to the fifth floor.
Yu Xing had already received the hint that he had successfully occupied the room. Standing by the door of the exhibition hall, he put his hand on the door and looked back.
In fact, this is not the first time he has entered a place like the exhibition hall.
Under the bright lights, Yu Xing vaguely thought that he had arrived at an exhibition hall in reality. He was squeezing forward with the flow of people, walking mechanically, completing the process of getting on the car, sleeping, and not taking pictures when getting off the car. In every block,
He paused in front of the glass for a moment, and then was squeezed forward again.
Occasionally, he would notice the docent talking incessantly, but he could not remember what he said specifically. He only remembered that the exhibits with a sense of the times passed by before his eyes.
I vaguely remember that he was in a bad mood at the time, but he still finished the whole journey and came out with a dark face.
Then someone laughed next to him and said something like...
"How's it going? Did you enjoy watching it?"
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"Xing, what are you thinking about?" Zeng Lai waved his hand in front of Yu Xing's eyes, waking up Yu Xing who suddenly stopped in place.
Chapter completed!