Dust quietly lives in the dark corridor. No one remembers when it existed, and when it was swept away by a gust of wind without a care.
The grandeur of the castle and the brilliance of gemstones shining everywhere have nothing to do with the fifth floor. It is dark, closed, and you can hear the drop of a needle. It is isolated in a suffocating dullness, and there is no trace of light for a long time. The silence is occasionally broken, only
It may be that the thick blood dripped from an unknown corner and dried up with the passage of time, leaving no trace of its original appearance.
Today is different. In the old castle where time has been blurred, someone has set foot here more than once.
Accompanied by light, fast and slightly chaotic footsteps, two humanoid silhouettes appeared at the entrance of the stairs, red highlights burning vaguely in the darkness, making it difficult to distinguish.
"call."
Suddenly, the red dot moved upwards, and a short and hard blowing sound sounded, followed by a bright firelight suddenly cutting through the darkness, as if it was the only trace of vitality rising in the dead silence.
Zeng Lai breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "It's bright, it's bright."
The ignition of Huozhezi is not as convenient as modern tools. He rubbed it for a long time before getting some sparks, making it last like an ember of paper ash. When it is time to use it, just blow it or flick it quickly to burn it.
It’s on.
The burning of the light made the dust in the air more obvious than the last time they came. Even those who are not mysophobic can't help but feel a stale smell and cover their mouths and noses.
At this time, Zeng Lai was covering his mouth with his left hand while persistently trying to make some noise to break the loneliness, causing his voice to buzz like it was being muffled in a vat.
Yu Xing squinted his eyes to adjust to the surrounding environment, casually shook the small dust still in the air, closed his mouth and did not respond.
They had been to this corridor last time, and it was divided into three branches of about the same width starting from the staircase. At that time, they couldn't see anything, so they could only rummage around blindly. This time, they found the fire folder held by Zeng Lai in his right hand?
The surroundings can be seen clearly.
The corridors were older than he thought. The three corridors were surprisingly similar, with dirty marks on the floor tiles. Broken cabinets or tables were piled on both sides like garbage, taking up a lot of walking space.
There are traces of peeling off the wall shell on the walls on both sides, and the area close to the ground has been smoked black? A little higher, someone used red paint to draw some unusual graffiti? For example, the exaggerated kindergarten-level eyes? The little girl
There are simple drawings of children holding hands, and people whose faces are invisible.
This is what Yu Xing saw the moment the light appeared. Two seconds later, he raised his eyebrows and said to Zeng Lai: "Peek forward a little..."
He didn't say which front to look in. Zeng Lai cooperated and tilted the fire folder into the corridor where the small wooden box was found, and illuminated a road with no end where the tables and cabinets were empty. Outside the range of the fire, it was pitch black.
, making people fearful for no reason.
"What the hell!?"
However, it was this emptiness that made Zeng Lai say something rude. He waved the fire stick and took a photo to the side: "Why is there nothing?"
Nothing is the biggest shock to them.
Because when they came last time, they could clearly see that in the middle of each corridor there was a sculpture that was taller than a man. Not to mention, there was an abyss blood formation printed on top of the corridor where they found the small wooden box.
But now? Not only is the sculpture gone, but the blood formation is also gone.
Yu Xing was neither surprised nor panicked by this. In his opinion, whatever the ghost did that had not yet collected specific information was within the expected range. What's more, it was such a common thing as "running away with long legs".
He just murmured: "Did you move to another place?"
Where was it transferred?
The devil knows.
Maybe it's on the road ahead, maybe it's on the lower level, I can't say for sure.
Zeng Lai shook the fire fold again. The light and shadow around him followed his movements, and the shadows of the two people also swayed in his sight. It was scary. He said: "There is no other way. From now on, we should pay more attention to whether there are any blood formations around us.
The other sculpture...if it wasn't moved by humans, it's basically a ghost type. I don't know what its attack conditions are, so we have to be careful."
"I know, let's go." Yu Xing said that he followed the teachings of his predecessors, and then walked towards the unknown road.
In order to facilitate accidents, his mask was hung loosely on his hair. If he saw Alice's eyes again, he only needed to pull the mask down to cover his face.
Zeng Lai rushed in front of him and acted as a pathfinder.
"Tap, step..."
For a moment, the only sounds in Yu Xing's ears were the footsteps of him and Zeng Lai, and at most his own heartbeat, which was faintly thumping, indicating how quiet the fifth floor was.
When they came across a cabinet quietly placed by the wall, the two of them would stop and investigate. Five minutes later, they still only found some miscellaneous items.
Yu Xing put the glass beads he saw into his pocket and glanced at the road ahead.
There seems to be a room in front.
This is good news for them. Even if they fail to find the key in the room, they can still complete the task of occupying the room. There is only one thing - they need to be careful about the ghosts that may be hiding in the room.
The two quickly arrived at the first room. Yu Xing glanced into the peephole. As expected, it was also dark inside and couldn't see anything. Naturally, he couldn't judge the situation inside.
They looked at each other, and Yu Xing grabbed the door handle, pushed it down, and opened the door gently.
The old door made an uncontrollable creaking sound and gradually opened a crack. The darkness faded back in the light of the fire, revealing the original appearance of the room.
This is a very ordinary bedroom, with a much simpler style than the one provided to tourists on the third floor. It basically has a bed, a small sofa, a table, a chair, and a room for storing sundries.
locker.
Oh, one more thing, an oval mirror.
The mirror appeared here a bit unexpectedly. Yu Xing took another look and saw the lamp on the table through the light.
He touched it and quickly found the button. After pressing it, the desk lamp turned on. Although the light was not strong, it was enough to help people see.
He turned to Zeng Lai and said: "This room is not dangerous for the time being. Check out the room opposite. If it is safe, we will search separately and occupy the room by the way."
The new one-minute countdown that appeared on the system panel proved that no one had been to this corridor. Since there was no need for a fire lamp to illuminate the room, it was better to make use of the time.
Zeng Lai nodded. He felt that this newcomer had a very fast thinking speed and could make the same decisions as him without his reminding.
For safety reasons, Zeng Lai did not close the door when he left. If something happened in the room, Yu Xing would still have time to run away.
In this way, Yu Xing listened to the sound of Zeng Lai opening the doors of other rooms behind him. After confirming that there was no accident, he returned his attention and conducted a blanket search of his room.
According to the routines in the horror games he has played, there are roughly three types of rooms in the open map. The first is where key items or clues are hidden, the second is where frightening scenes are designed for players to trigger, and there is another
The kind has no direct function, but it is set here to extend the game time spent by players exploring, and it can also be used as a sight or a hiding place for ghost cards.
If there is a room that does not have the above three functions, then the game can most likely be deleted. It is not fun. It is a garbage game that ruined my youth.
The room in front of you obviously has no hiding space for tourists, and it is not a functional room - such as the electrical control room and the kitchen, which are essential places, are also included in the third category. Even the bed is connected to this bedroom.
On the floor, there is no bed under which to drill, and there are no tables and chairs that can be stuck in place.
Yu Xing licked his dry lips and glanced vaguely at the mirror. There was nothing unusual.
Although the world created by Absurd Deduction is not a game space in the traditional sense, its model draws heavily on game elements - you can tell from the full name. He believes that differentiation-level deduction games will not tolerate such inferior mistakes.
, so whether it is the first or the second, he is quite looking forward to it.
After rummaging around on the nearby table, ignoring the useless decorations for the time being, Yu Xing found a bottle of medicine without a label.
Just looking at the appearance, he naturally couldn't tell that it was medicine. Fortunately, the medicine bottle was very different, and it was difficult to ignore the charred marks on the surface. It was the same as the "charcoal" Zeng Lai found in the showroom.
Items that leave traces of flames, Yu Xing has already included items with this characteristic in his collection list.
With a little force, he opened the twisted cap of the medicine bottle and poured out the few round pills left inside.
These round grains were very strong and did not break into powder. Instead, they survived the roasting, perhaps thanks to the protection of the medicine bottles. There were three round grains in total, and most of them were burnt black, with a small piece of their original appearance exposed.
Dark green in color, the texture is a bit close to cold medicine and throat tablets, but it is not a capsule and is similar to a compressed product.
Yu Xing studied for a while but couldn't find the medication instructions on the table. The bottle was large and inconvenient to carry around, so he put the round pills alone in his jacket pocket.
These medicines are obviously no longer edible, they have suffered unknown burns, and not to mention the remaining efficacy of the medicines, just the black stuff on them makes it unpalatable.
Putting down the medicine bottle, Yu Xing rummaged around in the small sofa again and removed all the cushions. He was a furniture destroyer.
In fact, the small medicine bottle can be regarded as a message. Even if nothing is found in this bedroom, it is normal, but Yu Xing just has an intuition that what is supposed to come has not yet come.
After a while, there was only one last thing left that he had not checked, and that was the bed in the bedroom.
This is a single bed, white, with neat sheets without any wrinkles. The quilt is neatly folded and placed at the head of the bed, and pillows of the same color are piled on top of the quilt. It is a scene that patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder will find extremely comfortable.
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The next second, Yu Xing got rid of the obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.
First it was the quilt, then the sheets, and no matter how neat it was, everything could not escape the clutches of Yu. Unfortunately, there was nothing caught in it. So he picked up the pillow, patted it, opened the zipper, took out the cotton and looked inside.
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In the middle of the destroyed cotton, a corner of something with obviously different materials was exposed. The corners were slightly yellowed and curled, as if to say: I'm right here. Can you please take it apart gently?
Oh haha.
After actually turning over something, Yu Xing took out the rolled paper with satisfaction and found that it was a folded page.
There are tear marks on the edges of the remaining pages, as if they were torn off in a hurry.
Yu Xing opened it carefully, and the Chinese characters on it came into view. There was a sense of breakage at the beginning. It was obvious that this piece of paper was not the first page.
【This time. After everything is over, it returns to its original appearance. The sky is still overcast, and those eyes that are always looking at the earth are still in the sky. I can’t remember how many days I have spent without the sun.
In the afternoon, Alice hired a third employee. I followed her and watched the whole process. This fat man was really miserable. He was torn apart in the interview hall, but it didn't seem as miserable as me. I gave him... No,
It should be them now. I have arranged three rooms for them. I hope they will get used to it soon. What wave of guests is this? I can’t remember. In fact, I am very curious, where did Alice find such a person?
The writing stops abruptly here, and this is all the content on both sides of the paper.
To be continued...