A scream from downstairs caused the three persons who were arguing on the fourth floor to calm down.
Li Feng tremblingly supported Zhu Zixing who fell to the ground, and looked up at Wuming: "Xu Lang... Xu Lang and the others are dead?!"
The nameless eyes were deep, his face was serious, he heard Li Feng's words calmly, and turned his head to look at the surrounding walls. There was no portrait here.
But with his eyes like a hook, he noticed that the color of a wall was a little different from other places.
This subtle difference can only be detected by Wuming's unique eyes in the dark, and the beams of Zhu Zixing's flashlights have concealed this.
It was the two flashlights falling off during the dispute that Wuming finally discovered this clue.
A square trace.
This size is obviously the size of the portrait. The lower part of the wall is covered with dark red wallpaper, but the upper part is still white.
But with the passage of time, the white walls have become a bit yellowish, but these two areas are still white as usual.
Wuming's brain turned, and he immediately understood that there were probably two portraits in this area before, but they were taken away not long ago!
This is not just a mere clue, it also shows that the portraits on the third floor are full, and there are also portraits on the fourth floor. Remember URL
And if the three of Xu Lang and others are dead, their portraits should also be hung here, but it has been a while since the screams, and there is still no portrait on the 4th floor.
Lu Xiaozhi's frame has been destroyed, and his portrait cannot appear, but the portraits of Xu Lang and Cheng Guoguo have not appeared for a long time, which shows that they are not dead yet!
Wuming said to the ground, panting heavily, and Zhu Zixing said: "Don't worry, Xu Lang is not dead." Then he pointed to the wall and said, "If they die, there should be a picture on the wall here."
When Zhu Zixing heard this, he stood up from the ground excitedly and looked at the empty wall with great joy in his heart. He doesn't care about the lives and deaths of other people, only Xu Lang.
He is a very traditional person, even a bit pedantic. He deeply recognizes the principle of death for a confidant, otherwise he would not appear in the cold room to find the way for Xu Lang.
"Big Brother Xu... He is not dead yet!"
Anonymous looked at Zhu Zixiu and said coldly: "He is not dead, but he will not live long."
"Now, do you want to cheer up and find a way out with me, or do you all die together?"
Hearing this, Li Feng hurriedly expressed his stance, and eagerly stepped forward: "Find! Find a way out! I will fully cooperate with your actions, and you will do whatever you tell me to do." Of course he knows this group of people, nameless is the best If you have the ability, although you are domineering, who cares if you can survive
Zhu Zixing said firmly: "Okay, let's find a middle-aged man and find a way out!"
Wuming glanced at the two of them, then turned around and started to walk deeper. In fact, for him, Xu Lang didn't know when they would come to reunite. At present, Zhu Zixing and Li Feng were the only ones beside him, and they were in extremely poor condition.
Li Feng is useless, he is just a cannon fodder, but he feels that Zhu Zixing is still a little bit savvy, he is alone, and only a few people can work together to get twice the result with half the effort.
This point of namelessness is similar to Yan Yan, both of which are able to maximize the use of everything around them to achieve their goals.
He doesn't bother to persuade everyone to waste time, after all, sharpening the knife does not cut wood by mistake.
However, Wuming felt something was wrong as he walked along. The corridor had reached the end, but no abnormalities were found.
As for the room that was presumed to disappear, there is no trace at all!
There is no place for Tibetans in the entire corridor, except for the old feeling at the beginning, there is no other clue at all.
The unnamed three came to the only room on the 4th floor, standing at the door and beating their hearts.
Could it be said that all the secrets are really hidden in this room
But no one can say that this is the room where the old man lives. How could a middle-aged man live here
Wuming raised his hand and grasped the handle of the door, but he did not turn it for a long time.
Zhu Zixing on the side quickly sorted out the clues in his mind. At present, many mysteries have been solved, except for the abnormality on the 4th floor and the situation of the middle-aged man.
But the bedroom of Mr. and Mrs. Guan Mu in front of him is the only room on the 4th floor...
Zhu Zixing's right eyelid jumped, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart. As Wuming grasped the handle, the feeling became more and more serious. He vaguely felt that once the door was opened, something terrible would happen.
But just as he was about to persuade him, Wuming had already opened the door first!
Wuming slightly pushed the wooden door open, and a master bedroom twice the size of the guest room was displayed in front of the three of them.
Zhu Zixing's eyelids stopped beating suddenly, and the beating heart gradually calmed down. After the door was opened, there was no strange incident, and the room was as clean as new, and there was no trace of the old man.
Wuming standing at the door could even smell a scent of lavender, which was the smell of air freshener.
The atmosphere in the room is in great contrast to the dull and run-down in the corridor, and the series of horror scenes originally envisaged did not appear at all.
Wuming took a deep breath and stepped into the room.
Zhu Zixing saw that there was no abnormality, looked at each other, and walked in the door together.
The nameless enters the house and looks around first. First of all, it is a large living room. The household items are complete, but the styles are all old. The decoration style of the house also belongs to the Western style, with a strong sense of age.
Inside the living room is a bedroom. The decorations, curtains and bed sheets in the house are very feminine. It can be seen that Guan Mu's life is very harmonious and the feelings are extremely high.
Anonymous walked to the living room and said to Zhu Zixing and Li Feng: "Search all corners of the room quickly and don't let go of drawers or anything."
Zhu Zixing stayed in the living room to search, and entered the bedroom without name, and Li Feng checked the study bathroom and other places.
Wuming went back to the bedroom again. This time it was different from the simple glance just now. He directly lifted the room upside down without any scruples. He turned over the cabinets and opened the sheets, but there was nothing worth noting.
Wuming stood on the ground, a little puzzled. Could it be that the clue is not on the 4th floor at all
The line of sight was gradually placed on the surrounding wall, where there are also portraits hung, but it is a family portrait.
A man and a woman, with a little boy standing in the middle, behind this Antai Castle.
Wuming Possessed close to the observation. The man should be Guan Mu. He seemed to be in his thirties at the time, and his handsome appearance was considered young. The woman was his wife with a smile, and the little boy looked about seven or eight years old. He was holding Guan Mu's leg and smiled extremely innocently.
This family portrait is also framed with a frame, and there is a line of words under the frame
"Guan Mu, Lin Lan, and Guan Chengran entered the castle on October 26, 1995"
"what?!!"
Wuming was shocked suddenly, only to feel that the blood flow on his body was solidified, his nerves were suddenly tense, his heart was beating wildly, staring at the line on the frame, he couldn't believe it!
"This... ... "
"What exactly is going on!"
Wuming recalled that the lettering under the first portrait that appeared on the second floor belonged to February 1996, but the lettering of this family portrait turned out to be October 1995.
"What does this mean? This frame is obviously made by Guan Mu. Why did Guan Mu's habit continue after half a year after the appearance of the evil spirit, recording the time when the deceased entered the castle with portrait engraving?!!!"
"The lettering and font are obviously the same as the portrait of death! Guan Mu...what the hell is going on?"
A family portrait completely caused Wuming to lose his attitude. He simply couldn't figure out what it meant, and why the evil spirit old man's murder method was the same as Guan Mu's portrait.
If the evil spirit old man is Guan Mu, but his age is not right at all!
Guan Mu seemed to be around 35 years old at the time. Even after 20 years, he should be in his early 50s, and the evil spirit old man looked like he was in his seventies or eighties.
But... But why is there such a coincidence? Guan Mu's ending? There is no diary, no signs, where did he go.
Guan Mu has children. He was only seven or eight years old. Where did that boy go? Is he the middle-aged man now
Wuming just feels the headache is splitting, huge clues and mysteries are about to break through from it.
At this time, Zhu Zixing and Li Feng hurriedly ran from the living room to the bedroom. Zhu Zixing was still holding a black booklet in his hand, as if he had discovered something.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wuming clutching his head and bowing his head without saying a word. He was shocked and thought it was an emergency.
In their impression Wuming had never had such a performance, Zhu Zixing hurried up and asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Wuming shook his head without speaking, and pointed to the family portrait on the bedside.
Zhu Zixing and Li Feng looked in the direction of his fingers. Zhu Zixing was shocked and ran directly near the frame, stroking the line of lettering with his hand, and then stepped back involuntarily, his eyes revealing incredible and unbelievable.
Li Feng also found that something was wrong, the facts were before him, and he couldn't help but believe it.
There is no fluke or coincidence to do the task. Everything appears to have its meaning, and the three of them already know this.
Trembling, Zhu Zixing opened the black booklet in his hand, handed it to the nameless person and said, "This... this is a photo album."
"We found it in the drawer of the study. This is a picture of the dead!"
Anonymous simply looked through it, and the portraits shrunk countless times were composed of photos and collected in this black book, and each photo was marked with the name and the time of entering the castle.
On the last page are Jiang Hui, Ruan Fei, and the portrait of Lu Xiaozhi! Xu Lang and Cheng Guoguo were not among them.
Wuming then flipped through the first few pages and found the most peculiar portrait. It was a portrait that didn't specify the time of entering the castle, but it had a name that said "Lin Lan" impressively.
But the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong, frowning and searching quickly.
Zhu Zixing sighed and said, "Do you think Guan Mu's portrait is missing?"
Just as Wuming raised his head and looked at him, Zhu Zixing raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at the huge family portrait that everyone was facing, swallowed his saliva and said:
"Look at that Guan Mu, doesn't it look like an old evil spirit man who is fifty years younger..." (End of this chapter)