The white shadow is almost transparent, not like the pale whiteness of ordinary ghosts, but the translucency of the opposite environment through which it can be seen.
It has long hair that reaches to the waist and hips, and is dressed in white clothes. The edges of the water sleeves are embroidered with pink patterns. It is in human form, and its facial features are blurred.
The sudden appearance of Bai Ying rushed out of the room, startling everyone present.
Xiao Li stood at the forefront, he faced Bai Ying directly, and immediately reached out and grabbed towards Bai Ying.
However, his hand didn't touch the white shadow at all, and the shadow's head tilted to the right, avoiding his touch, and "floating" straight to the right, like a paper kite , disappeared from the public eye.
Park Xiujin took a step back, she was standing next to Xiao Li, the second person after him, and she saw the strange scene clearly.
The girl took out her mobile phone wide open and gestured: [That is... what?]
Tai, who was standing on her left, shrugged: [I don't know.]
There are too many weird creatures in this town. Fortunately, they don't seem to be too hostile to the reincarnators until they break the taboo. Even if they meet head-on, they mostly escape.
Park Xiujin saw a lot, but obviously not Xiao Liduo, maybe he was the only one who saw something in Bai Ying's fisted left hand.
It was a flesh-colored film, and because of Bai Ying's fist-clenching posture, it was tightly clenched into a ball, but the thin edge was vaguely visible from the glimpse of the edge.
The first thing Xiao Li thought of was the human face.
There is a high probability that there is also a plot character who has lost his face.
He pushed open the door and wanted to be the first to walk in, but when he was about to step into the threshold, Xiao Li suddenly thought of his original intention of entering this world - didn't he come to lie down? Why is it that he is habitually rushing to the front now, is there something wrong
Xiao Li thought about it, but the problem still lay in the coffin ghost's prophecy.
He silently retracted that foot, stood aside, and made a "please come in" gesture to Shimizu who was standing behind him.
Shimizu: "..."
He looked at Xiao Li suspiciously: [What's wrong?]
Xiao Li: [It's nothing, I'll give you some opportunities to play, please first.]
Shimizu: ? ?
Is this sarcasm
He couldn't keep up with Sherlock's rhythm, and he didn't know the other party's intentions. He and Xiao Li stood at the door for a while, and finally scratched his head and entered the room first.
This room was the study where Tai Lai had been. At that time, he only glanced roughly in it, and did not flip through the books on it.
Near the desk, lay a man, a man with a bloody face, his clothes were soaked by the heavy rain last night, and a small pool of water was formed under him.
Shimizu recognizes him as one of the characters in the opening CG.
Judging from his shoes, the footprints outside were exactly what he had left.
Lance wrote: [He was killed by the white shadow just now...?]
[Probably.]
Xiao Li looked away from the characters in the plot and looked around.
The walls of the study are covered with paintings. As described by Tai at that time, the paintings of the owner of the ancient house are only landscape paintings, and there are no figures.
The picture that hangs in the very center, so that people can see it as soon as they push the door in, is the peach tree in the backyard.
In that painting, the peach tree is slim, with lush branches and leaves, covered with bright and dripping peaches, and the red and green match each other.
The surrounding paintings are the town appearance of the whole town, including the empty streets at dusk; the frontal photos of the ancient houses, the open vermilion gate, and the hall facing the gate; Xiao Li even saw it in it. that hotel.
These paintings are lifelike, standing in front of the corresponding drawing paper, as if seeing the original object through time and space.
Xiao Li took a seat in front of the desk without treating himself as an outsider, picked up the brush on the desk, and sighed sympathetically: "The painting is really good.]
Shimizu remembered the painting of the other party on the ghost ship last night, and looked back strangely.
Unlike Xiao Li, Qingshui focused on the corpse of the plot character.
He speculated on the other party's state of mind at the time. If he entered the study to take refuge, he must have discovered something that would make him scream and break the taboo.
Shimizu knelt down on one knee and removed the man's hand, and indeed found a lot of handwriting on the concrete floor.
Those handwritings were engraved on the concrete floor, and they seemed to be the words used by the owner of the ancient house to warn him:
[I… I know why more and more people in town have disappeared recently, I know… The answer is silence! Don't speak, don't…]
[I also know why my youngest son died. Although he never speaks during the day, he snores in dreams at night...]
[But I don't know what's going on here, it was fine before, why did it suddenly become like this? Come to think of it, it all started from that day, the day I got my grandfather's inheritance!]
[But that's just some ordinary things, how could this be?]
[Okay, I saw Ping'er die in front of me, I couldn't help crying, I cried, no one could stop me. I knew at that moment that I was going to die, but it didn't matter, I could finally go down with them, my wife, my son.]
[I accepted everything and waited peacefully for death, it treated everyone fairly, it came, I saw it.]
[It's so beautiful...]
The writing stopped abruptly.
Shimizu translates for others.
From this passage, it can be inferred that the taboo in this town is related to the inheritance of the grandfather of the owner of the ancient house, and the inheritance is something very common, but it is a pity that it does not specify what kind of inheritance it is.
AK47 looked at the translated English, and seemed to be afraid to write: [I am also used to snoring at night, but fortunately I thought of this layer in time.]
Lance said: [In that case, snoring is not acceptable, nor are sneezing and coughing that make loud noises...]
Tai inserted a sentence on the paper they wrote: [And diarrhea.]
[Staying in this kind of place for a few days is enough, what can I do if I have to stay for a lifetime? Who can guarantee that there will be no sound for a lifetime? And sometimes the peristalsis of the stomach and intestines is not something you can stop if you want to.]Park Xiujin sighed with a peculiar expression.
They didn't wonder why the only residents in the town didn't run away. The common routine for such dungeons was that they couldn't escape, or the residents were still concerned about something in the town.
Because of the discussion on this topic, the long-standing stagnant atmosphere has become a little more relaxed, which is a good thing for the team.
Shimizu also smiled, and then wrote: [In the past, you don't have to worry about your physical condition, but now you have to worry about the loud water when you go to the toilet here.]
In the silent laughter, Park Xiujin stood up straight.
She used to bend over to write on the table, but now her back has been bent for a long time, and it is a little sore, so she put the pen on the paper and stroked her waist with her hand.
However, at this time, a breeze was blowing from nowhere.
The wind was strange, like an invisible ghost blowing at the pen with its mouth open on the edge of the table, causing the pen to roll on the table, and it was about to fall to the edge—
Park Xiujin was shocked, her body leaned to the right, and she reached out to catch the pen, but this posture made her foot step on the water stain under the plot character!
She caught the pen, but because of her weightlessness, she fell firmly to the ground, making a dull sound.
Park Xiujin was lying on the ground, her eyes were wet, she didn't exhale, but she bit her lip and ate all the lipstick on her lips.
I... Am I going to die? she thought in a trance.
Because of this sound, the other reincarnators stopped moving as if the pause button had been pressed.
In the past, the way to identify violations of taboos was to speak. If you can't make a sound anymore, it means that your voice has been taken away, but Park Xiujin's situation is special, and no one knows whether this kind of falling and smashing is a sound.
She can only wait.
This made Park Soo-jin's mood close to collapse.
Xiao Li stood up, he reached out to hold Park Xiujin's hand, pulled her up, took out the small yellow book and wrote: [Not necessarily.]
Park Xiujin's lips were pale, and she said to Xiao Li silently: [really?]
Xiao Li closed the little yellow book. He was about to nod his head when suddenly his eyes moved away from Park Xiujin's face and turned to look outside—
Somewhere in the sky, a cloud of black smoke suddenly ignited.
It's like... something is burning up.
The black smoke is getting bigger and bigger, and it spreads towards the ancient house with the wind direction.
Xiao Li patted Park Xiujin on the shoulder. He jumped out of the threshold of the study and came to the corridor. Looking at the place where the black smoke was coming, he roughly estimated the distance with his mental strength.
[Go and have a look.] Xiao Li held up Xiao Huang and said.
His speed was very fast, and he disappeared in a flash along the corridor, and the others followed Xiao Li and trotted out.
Park Xiujin touched her eyes. She stood at the back in a low mood. She knew in her heart that she was in danger, but... But she didn't want to give up, what if? In case the sound caused by the fall is not counted, or the sound is very muffled, in terms of volume, it does not meet the standard of breaking the taboo...
She gritted her teeth and followed.
—
With black smoke pointing the way, even Lu Chi can quickly find his destination.
Xiao Li led the team toward the black smoke, with Park Xiujin standing at the back.
The town was still extremely quiet, and even if such a big incident happened, no one came out to see how to put out the fire or something.
Another street corner is where the black smoke is lit—
However, right here, in the middle of this path, Xiao Li suddenly stopped.
[What's wrong?] Shimizu asked.
Xiao Li's eyes circled around, including the shops on the street and the sky, and finally his eyes fell on Park Xiujin.
Park Soo Jin was covering his mouth with his hand.
Along the way, she felt extremely restless in her heart, and her heart was boiling, but she didn't want to give up this ray of hope, for fear that she couldn't hold back her emotions and made a sound, so she had to cover her mouth to restrain herself.
Her eyes met Xiao Li, and then she realized something and put down her hand—
Because all this is exactly as predicted by the mirror in the hands of the coffin ghost.
This is where Park Soo Jin died in the Mirror of Prophecy.