There was silence in the corridor.
Even though I could still see the scenery outside the window, I couldn't hear any sound coming in.
The entire Naruto Pavilion is like an isolated island.
At this moment, Xiao Lan was standing by the window.
Passers-by passed by not far away, and when passing near the Naruto Pavilion, they invariably speeded up their pace.
Occasionally, people who have the courage to look here, but ignore the existence of Xiao Lan, as if in their eyes the Mingyue Pavilion at this moment is just an empty house.
Xiao Lan couldn't help wondering whether there was an intruder trapped in the previous haunted rumors of Mingyue Hall, and the sound made during the struggle to escape was heard by people nearby, but people outside couldn't see it. Any figure can be mistaken for a ghost.
However, it doesn't make much sense to Xiao Lan whether people outside can see him.
After all, the player's clearance is not to ask the surrounding residents for help, and then call the police. Otherwise, just ask the uncle of the police to catch the boss before the start of each game. What is the cost.
Anyway, these bosses are definitely big reaping heads, and they are all types of sitting and wearing prisoners.
Unfortunately, I can only imagine.
Turning his attention back to the corridor, Xiao Lan continued to move forward.
His goal is the top floor.
Before Mingyue Hall was still in a normal state, Xiao Lan and Luo had checked in the past.
There is a large study room, which is especially elaborately furnished.
The crows should have been writing there before they disappeared, but at that time everything was normal in the study and they didn't get any clues.
Xiao Lan planned to check it out now, after all, everything was different.
A place like the study is still very important to the writer, and there should be something in it.
As long as it's not Teacher Crow to open the door and kill himself...
When he arrived near the study, Xiao Lan didn't approach it hastily, but observed it first.
The study is really different.
A pattern exactly the same as the cover of the book appeared on the originally carved solid wood door, and the illuminated part of this pattern was consistent with the player's hand.
This is different from the red door Xiao Lan had seen before. The pattern on that door did not synchronize with the player's hand.
This door is obviously more advanced.
Xiao Lan pushed the door without hope.
Sure enough, he couldn't open it at all, and there wasn't even a keyhole on the door, so he told him clearly that he didn't need to try to unlock the technology to survive.
It seems that only after the 13 grids are all lit up will there be a change here.
It's just not clear whether there is a way to pass the level or a fan meeting with Mr. Crow.
I hope Teacher Crow can be colder and disdain this group of crazy fans a bit.
Leaving the door of the study, Xiao Lan read the book in her hand.
At this moment, the flickering of the cover has stopped, but the grid does not light up one more.
The content of the book has also been changed, and the previous text has been crossed out to become:
[Black dahlia blooms again]
[The minister joking about her skirt]
It seems that this player has successfully escaped from the crow.
However, this also shows that the progress of the clearance has not increased, and the risk of death hanging over the player's head has not decreased at all.
Go down from the top floor.
Xiao Lan was about to go to Mingyue Hall again to find those different rooms.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he went downstairs, a white door quietly appeared in front of him. The first room downstairs was.
The same pattern on the door as the cover is very conspicuous.
It's like waiting for him there.
This is a bright trap, but if the player wants to clear the level, they have to go in.
Xiao Lan took a deep breath and stretched out her hand to push the door open.
—
The scene behind the door is not what a room should be.
It was a vast snowfield, with no edge in sight, no plants in the range of vision, only a patch of flawless white, as if no trace of dirt could be tolerated.
Xiao Lan was a little dazed.
With the previous experience, he had been mentally prepared to see a strange room before, but he didn't expect that when the door was opened, it would be a large snowfield.
The cedar at the feet is soft and clean, and it feels very real.
This is not in line with architectural common sense at all.
But when did common sense come to the world? It has always rubbed the coffin plates of a series of big names such as Newton, Einstein, and Faraday on the ground.
Xiao Lan turned around and found that she was empty behind her.
The white door he entered has disappeared, as if he appeared out of thin air on this vast snowy field.
At this moment, he was the only one left in the world except for a snowfield.
But in terms of the physique of an advanced player, even if a two-ha-style roll in such a snowy area, it will not be frostbitten.
The low temperature didn't have much impact on Xiao Lan, at best, the snow was a little in the way.
Xiao Lan looked around.
Every direction looks the same, and there is no obvious sight.
So he chose a direction at will and stepped forward.
Xiao Lan walked in the snow for a long time.
Except for the rustle and the howling of wind as he moved forward, there was nothing.
Suddenly, someone's voice came not far away.
The voice is a bit familiar: "Eh, eh, eh! I didn't expect that we would meet again. Isn't it a coincidence?!"
Then, a short man with well combed hair came out from under a small slope.
The hillside is covered with snow, almost blending with the background. If you don't get close, you won't find it here at all.
The person who came out was Long Shiren.
Unexpectedly, he was still alive and kicking up to now, Xiao Lan thought he had something wrong long ago.
However, his whole body was a little trembling, and his lips were a little purple, possibly cold.
As a junior player, his physique did not exceed that of ordinary people too much, and he was not resistant to freezing.
Long Shiren looked at Xiao Lan, as if he had met a good brother who hadn’t seen him for many years. He looked very enthusiastic: "Oh brother, I have been freezing here for a long time by myself. I didn’t expect to meet you again, oh my But there is hope."
Xiao Lan: "..."
This gentleman, you still call me eldest brother with such folds
Not only does this person have no psychological barriers, but he is also really a talent for calling so smoothly.
Long Shiren looked at Xiao Lan now with a cordial expression on his face, not at all as aggressive as when he used to bully and seduce morals to suppress others.
Obviously he knew that now only Xiao Lan could get him.
It perfectly shows what is called the flexion and extension of the social man.
"This eldest brother, meeting is a fate. We have seen each other twice, but it's a rare fate, that... your name?" Long Shiren rubbed his hands, and the folds on his face almost burst into laughter. Chrysanthemum.
Xiao Lan replied with difficulty: "Xiao..."
Long Shiren didn't feel embarrassed at all: "Brother Xiao, hello, Brother Xiao, this surname is good, many famous people have the surname. I'm a little bit ahead of you, why don't I introduce the situation to you first?"
As a retreat, he must show a little advantage as soon as possible so as not to be left behind.
Without waiting for Xiao Lan to answer Long Shiren, she said to herself, desperately demonstrating her own existence value: "After we separated, I walked casually in the corridor, and suddenly felt something behind me pushed me. , Directly pushed me down the stairs. Fortunately, I didn't die, but I was also in a coma."
This person who pushed him should be the black handprint Xiao Lan saw on his back before.
"Unexpectedly, after I woke up, I saw a white door. This door appeared in front of me by myself. I saw that the pattern on the door is not the same as our book? Maybe there is a clue to go out. I just came in."
"The result..." Long Shiren sighed, "You can't get out when you come in, but there is no other danger here. It's actually pretty safe, so it's a little colder."
As he said that, he couldn't help shivering again, it seemed that he was really cold enough.
"I, I, I have found several places to shelter from the wind. If you need Brother Xiao, you can tell me and I will take you there." Long Shiren tried to straighten out his words.
This person is also very clever, a few words explain the situation.
He also left a back hand, and didn't say those places to shelter from the wind, which can be used as his bargaining chip at that time.
It's a pity that he is in an advanced field.
He also didn't know that advanced players did not need to take shelter, because the temperature was not enough to harm advanced players.
Xiao Lan hasn't replied yet.
At this time, another person stepped out of thin air in the air not far from the two.
This should also be a player who opened the door, but unfortunately the two people in the room could not see the door.
That is a voluptuous and beautiful woman.
The makeup on the woman's face is exquisite, with bright red lips, and there is a small mole on the lower right corner of the lip, which makes her look more gorgeous.
She has black curly hair like Hollywood stars in the 1950s and 1960s, and a little black dress perfectly outlines her curves. Her figure is not slender, but full of sexy and seductive feeling.
This is a woman full of allure.
It's hard for normal men to resist such charm.
Fortunately, Xiao Lan has already stepped into the queue of Wanzai ahead of time, and has never met with beautiful women ever since.
The moment he saw this woman, a few words flashed in Xiao Lan's mind—
"Black Dahlia".
This is the description of a certain player by the crow in the book.
He has a different metaphor for each person he chooses. Xiao Lan doesn't know the others, but this woman definitely deserves these coquettish words.
At the same time he also became vigilant.
To escape from the crow's hands, this woman is certainly not weak.
And there was a sense of calmness in her body, which Xiao Lan could only feel in a strong person like Qi Ning.
Almost as soon as the woman appeared, Long Shiren had already jumped to the other side, and yelled "Sister Huayan" one by one.
The flattery of the attitude and the warmth of the words are no less than what he treated Xiao Lan.
In contrast, Xiao Lan is like an alternative.
And the woman just smiled with a bewildering smile, and didn't say anything.
Looking at this screen, I contacted the previous Long Shiren and said that he was brought in by an advanced player.
Could it be her
It turned out that Long Shiren was not talking about "he" but "she" at that time.
Looking at Long Shiren's eager attitude, Xiao Lan felt that... This guy was obviously cheated very willingly, right
This kind of black widow dared to rush forward, and deserved to be played to death, big brother.
There is a knife on the head of the color word, but it is a pity that he can't kill Wan Zai.
On the other side, Long Shiren was still enthusiastically chatting unilaterally with the beauty named Huayan, and even trembled and tried to put his coat on the other party.
Seemingly impatient, Hua Yan raised his hand to stop his movement: "Let's go, don't delay."
Her voice is not sweet, it is a lazy smoking voice, but unexpectedly matches her temperament.
As her voice fell, Long Shiren, who was noisy as a duck, became quiet for an instant, and stood aside obediently.
The beauty's eyes turned to Xiao Lan, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "Do you want to be together? Anyway, you don't have any direction. You don't look like the kind of lunatic who likes to kill."
Xiao Lan looked at Hua Yan.
Although this woman was smiling, her limbs did not relax her guard.
Xiao Lan didn't know the details of the other party or whether she was safe.
If you separate, you might have to beware of the other party's sudden attack. It's better to travel together, put uncertain objects in front of you, it is easier to find the other party's impropriety, and you can be alerted in time if there is a threat.
I'm afraid the other party is also making this idea.
So, Xiao Lan nodded.
Three people with their own minds walked into the vast snow field together.
The wind and snow have become bigger.