The faceless female ghost occupies the secret passage, and the fire of hell burns the room.
The fright line, the escape line, and the love line are intertwined into a "happy ocean".
Captain Wei has no time to worry about the question of why he has to suffer in the sea of fire for a love line. Seeing that the female ghost was forced out of the secret passage by the exorcism ceremony of the Han Buting team, he made a decisive decision: "Go—"
The four partners who had been waiting for this moment, immediately got in quickly, Zou Jun and Feng Rang were the fastest, Zhu Mo and Ji Yunlei were in the middle, and Captain Wei was in the rear to prevent the ghosts from returning.
Of course, the ghost will not return, but the Han Buting team has firmly controlled it, and the female ghost's body is becoming more and more transparent, and it is about to be executed.
It's good to meet a strong opponent, and no one needs to help others clean up the stall.
Xu Wang and the others rushed to the oil painting at the fastest speed, concentrating on it, wishing that every stroke on the painting could be seen as flowers, but the scene in the painting was both fantastic and real, and you thought it was about to come alive in the last second. Now, the next second is just an ordinary painting. Instead, the heat wave in the room is getting stronger and stronger, making it hard to breathe.
withdraw
Everyone has the same hesitation in their hearts.
But Wei Menghan found the secret way, Han Buting caught the ghost, and they returned without success, how can they be reconciled!
Xu Wang looked at Wu Sheng with a decision in his eyes: "Fire out."
He had been worried before that once the fire was extinguished, even the only clue would be interrupted, but now, since he didn't want to leave, he had no choice!
"Boom-"
From the ceiling, there was a sound of thunder.
The wind rose with the sound of thunder, with water vapor in the wind.
Xu Wang was stunned, he just finished speaking, Wu Sheng didn't move at all. But this effect was clearly the armor he wanted Wu Sheng to use.
The only explanation is that before he issued the order, his military advisor had already understood it and took the lead.
Looking at classmate Wu again, sure enough, "please start complimenting me" was written all over his eyes.
Xu Wang refused, and was ready to blow his arrogance, how could he know that just opened his mouth, torrential rain poured down!
"Crash-"
This is rain.
"Hurrah—"
This is wind.
"Boom-"
This is Ray.
Captain Xu took a sip of water, stopped talking, and quickly shut up.
The flames on the surrounding walls had been extinguished in the storm, and the temperature inside the house plummeted, making it really comfortable.
But the Han Buting team may not think so.
They, who had just subdued the female ghost, were beaten to pieces by the torrential rain before the joy in their eyes could be taken away. Their hairstyles collapsed, their temperament was destroyed, happiness did not exist at all, and there were only five faces left.
The sound of the indiscriminate armor, in the ears of ten friends, is long overdue—
[Owl: Someone used yo~~]
Han Buting: "..."
Li Xia: "…"
Li Zijin: "Can your stationery name be longer!!!"
Xu Wang wiped his face with his hands like small wipers, so that his vision would not be completely destroyed by the rainstorm, and it was easier to convey his "sincere eyes": "Each one of its own lines, accidental injury, accidental injury."
Han Buting gritted his teeth, not wanting to stay here any longer for a second.
Turning around to leave, the third Wei-style collapse of the night suddenly came from the secret passage—
"What-what-ghost-"
The voice was bitter and bitter, piercing the noise of the storm and entering the house, it sounded worse than a ghost.
Han Buting stopped and looked at the secret passage with his teammates in confusion.
Wu Sheng also released the armor effect, and the wind, rain, and thunder disappeared instantly, leaving only a room of drenched friends.
After ten seconds.
Mr. Wei came out of it and fell directly to the ground. He didn't care whether his posture was good or not, he quickly got up, and in a hurry he went to pull the teammates behind him.
Ji Yunlei, Zhu Mo, Feng Rang, and Zou Jun came out of the secret passage one after another, with urgency in their movements and expressions.
The five people who came back all at once retreated collectively to the corner of the house furthest from the secret passage.
Seeing this, Xu Wang immediately had an ominous premonition, and hurriedly led the team, he just squeezed next to Mr. Wei's team to warm up.
Only the Han Buting team was left, still standing in the middle of the house.
The air was suddenly quiet.
There was a rustling sound in the secret passage.
An arm stretched out without warning, pale, withered, at first glance like bone.
Han Buting gave his team members a look, and the four partners understood and immediately reproduced the ghost exorcism formation, while Li Xia took out a talisman paper again.
Mr. Wei leaned against the corner, but still did not suppress the gardener's concern: "The student whose bangs are blocking his eyes, this is a multiple-choice question, and a piece of talisman paper may not be enough..."
Li Xia frowned. She didn't understand the method of speaking in the fog. The owner of the arm had already climbed out of the secret passage tremblingly and fell to the ground.
An old lady who was skinny to the bone.
She seemed to be in pain from the fall, and she let out a low cry, but the movement was not human.
Struggling to stand up, the hunched old lady slowly raised her head.
All the little friends gasped and their scalps were numb.
It was not a human face, but a strange face between a human and a cat.
Qian Ai was horrified: "Cat-faced old lady..."
"Boom-"
Another thing fell out, almost knocking the old lady down.
This second ghost can no longer see the human form, and its eight legs support a woman's head, and it is supported on the ground like that.
Qian Ai swallowed hard: "Spider Woman..."
"Boom-"
"Boom-"
The third and the fourth fell out together, a little girl in a red dress, a disheveled woman with a mask.
Qian Ai's back has been stuck to the wall: "The little girl in red... The girl with the crack..."
Xu Wang, Wu Sheng, Qian Ai, and Qi Shan: "..."
Wei Menghan, Feng Rang, Zhu Mo, Ji Yunlei: "..."
Unfortunately, Zou Jun, who happened to be the closest to Qian Ai, said, "...Is this your stationery? You know so well!!!"
It's already scary to look at the real thing, so why go deeper into popular science! ! !
"He likes to watch zombie movies in the 1980s." Kuang Jinxin kindly explained to his opponent.
Zou Jun: "..."
Which one in the opposite row can face the zombies!
Qian Ai: "There are also urban horror films, not limited to domestically produced, European, American, Japanese, Korean, Indian and Thai films."
Zou Jun: "Then, you, still, hide, what, what."
Qian Ai: "Scared."
Zou Jun: "..."
While speaking, Han Buting's ghost exorcism formation had forced the dead ghosts to the base of the wall, and the yellow talismans in Li Xia's hands became four.
But it was too late, and the old lady with the cat face suddenly let out a shrill howl.
In an instant, the four ghosts all disappeared!
Before the Han Buting team could react, a gust of wind blew violently in the house!
The ten little friends in the corner suddenly had an ominous premonition and looked at each other - there was an extra face in the crowd.
The cracked woman who took off her mask laughed with a bloody mouth and sharp teeth.
"Ahhh-"
In the screams, the ten little friends suddenly dispersed.
I don't know who called it, and no one will admit it anyway.
Four ghosts wandering around, appearing at the entrance at one time, at the window at another time, and a spider woman obsessively guarding the door, no one wants to run away.
The Han Buting team also messed up their position.
This made it hard for the other two teams who didn't take the fright line at all, because they found that their stationery was useless to these ghosts!
Xu Wang didn't have time to judge whether the stationery was useless or could not be used across the line. He had just avoided the cat-faced old lady, and was at the bedside when the little girl in red under the bed grabbed his ankle!
Fortunately, the little girl was not too strong, Xu Wang was lucky enough to escape, but the whole person was no longer good: "Why do you want to cut the wall-"
Wei Menghan, who had just dodged the hug of the woman in the gap, insisted not to take the blame: "Let's follow the clues to find the secret way—"
Xu Wang: "...Are you guys a secret passage or a ghost portal!!!"
"Hula-"
The charred walls, which were still wet, rekindled the flames.
"Isn't it..." Xu Wang was in despair.
The firelight was even stronger than the center of the previous oil painting, and petals suddenly floated out.
Xu Wang was stunned.
Wu Sheng, Kuang Jinxin, Qian Ai, and Qi Shan, who were scattered all over the house, also noticed something strange.
Oil painting is their love line.
But in this line, there has never been such a beautiful moment.
The pale blue petals fluttered in the firelight, like butterflies.
With their arrival, even the heat wave seems to have faded.
The Han Buting team in the battle and the Wei Menghan team who were forced to fight were also aware of this change, but they had no time to deal with it, and they haven't found the need to deal with it yet.
Petals were still flying out of the canvas, and soon, a rain of flames filled the entire room.
At the same moment, the picture of the witch's execution in the oil painting suddenly turned into a light blue vortex!
In an instant, the fifteen little friends who were surrounded by the rain of flowers in the house suddenly vacated their bodies. Before they could react, they were sucked into the oil painting by the huge suction!
The hustle and bustle is over.
The flames were gone, the petals were gone, the walls returned to a icy charred black, and the oil paintings were hanging all over the place, still the same picture of the witch's execution, as if nothing had happened.
There were only four ghosts left in the house.
The little girl in red crawled out from under the bed and walked to the secret passage with the cat-faced old lady, the rip girl and the spider girl.
They don't have the cruelty and tyranny they had before, just like a group performance after the play, they crawled back to the secret passage quietly, and disappeared into the depths of the secret passage little by little.
1310 returned to peace.
…
Medieval, European village.
The sun had just set, and there was still a little red in the sky.
Fifteen companions just got out of the tumult, either fast or slow, and climbed up one after another. As far as they could see, they were all village huts, and villagers hurried past beside them.
Fifteen of them occupied the main road of the village, but the villagers who passed by turned a blind eye to them.
At the end of the road not far away, there is a wide open space, like a small square, which is already full of people at the moment. In the middle is a high cross, with a young girl tied to it, and it is blocked by onlookers from the villagers below. , I can't see it, but I also know that it should be full of firewood.
This is the world in oil painting.
Since I entered 1310, I have been staring at the oil painting, only one team...
Han Buting and Wei Menghan, together with all their friends, narrowed their eyes and slowly looked at the culprit.
Han Buting: "You, you, what?"
Wei Menghan: "Love, love, line?!"
"Cough," Captain Xu cleared his throat, trying not to look at those ten pairs of angry little eyes, "The fire in the past and present."
Wu Sheng was very proud: "I chose it."
Kuang Jinxin and Yourongyan: "My second vote!"
Qian Ai decisively said, "I wanted to choose a career line at the time."
Qi Shan looked at Li Zijin, whose mouth was stained with blood, with concern: "Is your hand injured?"
Team Han Buting: "… "
Team Wei Menghan: "..."
One wrong step, the abyss...
Why are they walking into the same room with these guys? Why! ! !
Captain Xu, who was keenly aware of the murderous intention, hurriedly spoke again to appease the emotions of his colleagues: "We came in, but we can find a way to get out, right?"
The last two words, paired with Captain Xu's innocent eyes, made Wu Sheng instinctively nodded: "Well."
Han Buting and Wei Menghan: "..."
Xu Wang: "Since everyone agrees, let's go over there and see what's going on right now."
Wu Sheng: "Okay."
Xu Wang: "Go!"
In the blink of an eye, Xu Wang's team walked at the forefront, and the speed was so fast that it looked like "escape".
"Captain..." Li Zijin couldn't even look at those guys right now, just one glance and he wanted to beat them up.
Han Buting is not.
Give them a little more time, the five ghosts will be collected, and the clues to the submission point will come.
Well now, after entering someone else's quest line, the ghost is gone, and I have to accompany the other party to the scene to talk about love and leave.
Who understands their suffering!
But the captain can't say this, he has to stabilize the military's heart: "As soon as it comes, let it be safe."
Li Zijin kicked the pebbles on the ground sullenly and reluctantly followed.
Who understands the suffering of Han Buting
Wei Menghan!
They just want to play a simple escape room, and there will be ghosts blocking them before they are used, and then there will be fires!
The cat-faced old lady has left a psychological shadow on him, and a girl who is innocent no matter how you look at it starts to burn in front of him. His heart of teaching and educating people can't bear it anymore, and he is too tired.
Zou Jun, Zhu Mo, Feng Rang, and Ji Yunlei followed, a black line, a sigh, a smile, and a dazed one.
Zou Jun frowned and looked at Zhu Mo: "You are still happy, do you have any heart?"
"Don't you think it's very interesting," Zhu Mo smiled, looking over the Han Buting team and floating on the back of the Xu Wang team, "Every time I meet them, there are always surprises."
Ji Yunlei watched it all the way. He didn't have time to ask before, but now he can finally express his doubts: "What kind of dealings did you have with that team? Who can give me a full version?"
Feng Rang took him by the shoulder: "Lei Zi, let me tell you..."
After a while, the three teams also came to the small square.
Along the way, they have been able to confirm that the villagers did not respond to them, they would see and avoid them, but they would not strike up a conversation with them, let alone give them a second look, even if their outfits were out of place here.
The firewood was still piled under the torture rack, and the people who transported the firewood and the firewood stackers were sweating profusely, but they were still full of energy.
The girl who was about to be burned at the stake hung her head lifelessly, her long hair scattered over her face.
"It's different from oil painting." Han Buting said in a deep voice. Already in this situation, complaining is useless and taking it seriously is the only way out.
"Yes." Wu Sheng knew what Han Buting meant, "In the painting, the fire is already burning."
Xu Wang pursed his lips and turned serious: "So, now is the time to push the oil painting scene forward a little."
"What exactly is your love line mission?" Han Buting suddenly asked.
Wei Menghan is also about to ask this: "We can only provide the greatest assistance if we have enough information."
Xu Wang looked at Wei Menghan unexpectedly: "Have you never chosen a love line?"
Leaving aside the Han Buting team for the time being, Wei Menghan and the others have been on the overall list with a score of 8/23. Is it possible that they choose the same line every time they come here
Yes, of course, you have to choose the same line, how fast you are familiar with the road.
Xu Wang figured it out by himself, and hurriedly prepared to withdraw the topic with "When I didn't ask".
Unexpectedly, Wei Menghan really answered: "The happy line we chose last time."
Xu Wang: "..."
Wei Menghan: "There's no need to be so sympathetic..."
A group of people found a less noisy corner not far from the fire and stopped.
This time everyone was in the same boat, and Xu Wang did not lie or hold back any more.
Starting from Pushkin's sad love letter, then the commission of the girl with braided hair, the divination of the gypsy girl, and the legend provided by the old writer... Xu Wang shared the passage of this line in its original form.
Finally, it is the room where everyone meets. The walls will burn, the oil painting will fly out of petals, and finally the painting will suck people in - these do not need to be said by Xu Wang, the other ten partners have experienced it firsthand.
Wei Menghan: "The fire in the room is the fire of hell, the revenge of the evil spirit?"
Xu Wang: "We think so."
Han Buting: "Who is the evil spirit? Who is the object of its revenge?"
Xu Wang: "I think the evil spirit should be the girl on the rack. She was innocently killed, so she naturally wants to seek revenge from the villagers."
Feng Rang: "There are so many villagers..."
"Or someone who betrayed her." Xu Wang raised his eyes and looked at the big tree not far away.
Under the tree, a man and a woman are talking intimately.
Han Buting pondered for a moment, and for the time being, the story line was smooth, but there was one question: "What does this have to do with the girl with braids who receive love letters?"
"I've been thinking about this too," Xu Wang said. "The only reasonable explanation is that the girl with the braid is the reincarnation of the girl under the tree. Of course, the boy was also reincarnated together."
Wei Menghan: "So it's the boy who wrote the love letter to the girl with the braid?"
"Yes," Xu Wang nodded, "They betrayed the evil spirits together, but they fell in love with each other again after reincarnation. How could the evil spirits let them go?"
Zhu Mo: "What about the stand-in?"
Xu Wang: "The boy became the girl's stand-in, and has been burned by the evil spirit's hellfire, so he can only communicate with the girl and cannot show himself, otherwise the evil spirit will find out and burn the wrong object."
Wei Menghan: "Didn't you say that it was the two of them that the evil spirit took revenge on?"
Xu Wang: "I will analyze it carefully. Since it is a love line, the evil spirit may still have feelings for the boy, so I just want to seek revenge for the girl, and I did not find the person I love the most, so I became a substitute."
Wei Menghan and Han Buting: "..."
Xu Wang: "Is there any problem?"
Han Buting: "The logic is rigorous and the cause and effect are reasonable."
Wei Menghan: "The details are detailed and the emotions are delicate."
Wu Sheng, Kuang Jinxin, Qian Ai, and Qi Shan: "..."
Are they really on the same line as their own captain, then why did they only walk out of a few shots, their own captain has already walked out of a movie...
"I'm not a witch—"
Suddenly there was a hoarse cry from the torture rack.
Everyone looked up, and the fire was already up.
Everyone glanced at each other, and immediately set off, running to the execution place.
They stood at the outermost periphery, not crowding among the villagers. First, they were the girls on the torture rack, and they could see them when they looked up. Second, they were convenient for monitoring the trees on the other side.
The men and women under the tree have embraced each other, completely disregarding the tragedy here.
"I'm not… "
The girl has no strength to shout. She must have been tied here for a long time, her lips are chapped and her voice is hoarse.
Big tears rolled down from her eyes, which were reddened by the firelight.
The fire was getting stronger and stronger, and it had already burned to the girl's feet.
Some people in the onlookers shouted "Burn her to death", at first it was only one or two times, and finally, it became a uniform cry of everyone.
Xu Wang wanted to save people, but he opened the stationery box, but the icon was gray.
He was horrified and couldn't use stationery
fragrant.
A light, floral scent, especially evident in the burning smell.
Xu Wang looked up and saw the familiar pale blue petals again.
This time, colorful petals flew towards the girl under execution.
They surround the maiden like holy angels.
The tongues of flame that swept upwards slammed back into the firewood pile, and even though the firewood was burned with a crackling sound, the flames did not dare to go up an inch further.
The girl on the torture rack was dazed.
The onlookers were even more dazed, but soon, their dazedness turned into fear.
Because the light of the fire is weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye, even the sound of the firewood being burned has become quieter.
The fire may not be fierce, but there is no reason to get weaker and weaker.
unless…
"Magic, this is witch magic—"
In the crowd, someone shouted.
The word "magic" is enough to frighten these ignorant villagers. They dare to kill "witches", because those "witches" have never resisted, let alone such evil magic against flames!
In the blink of an eye, there was no one in the open space, and doors and windows were closed from house to house, for fear of being targeted by magic.
"Amy—" the young man shouted eagerly from under the tree.
The three teammates turned their heads, only to see the girl who was under the tree, holding a torch that was obtained from nowhere, striding towards the execution rack!
The young man was still standing under the tree, afraid of magic, he didn't dare to move, so he kept calling the girl: "Amy, don't go over—"
Amy was deaf.
There was only the torture rack in her eyes, only the girl who should be burned to death, and only cold.
"The witch should be burned to death, they dare not, I will..."
The girl holding the torch came to the bottom of the torture rack, and without looking at the girl above, she bent down and used the torch in her hand to help the fire that was about to go out.
The dying girl on the torture rack looked at her in disbelief, her eyes full of astonishment and sadness: "Amy?"
"The witch should be burned to death..."
Amy only had this sentence, she kept stirring the fire with torches, maintaining the only flame, paranoid almost crazy.
A pale blue petal fell on Amy's shoulder.
The torch in Amy's hand suddenly burst into flames, and the flame suddenly ignited extremely high.
She was very happy, and took two steps forward.
The wind picked up without warning in the clearing.
The wind was blowing against Amy, and the flames that were burning high all attacked her at once.
One second, she was a girl who tried to put someone to death, and the next second, she became a human-shaped fireball.
The torch fell to the ground.
Amy screamed in pain.
The young man under the tree, already frightened, ran away and disappeared in a flash, where there is a little affection like the sea.
Amy fell to the ground, curled up by the fire, and when she was about to die, she looked at the girl on the torture rack and uttered the last curse: "If I die, you can't run away, I will become an evil spirit, from hell come back to you-"
Amy is dead.
In the scorching fire, it turned into a scorched corpse.
The girl who was about to be burned on the rack was terrified.
The friends who watched the whole process were also silent for a long time.
Even if you have dealt with zombies in various ways in 3/23 and seen blood, it still takes time to debug in the face of such a picture.
The last Mars under the scaffold annihilates.
The wind in the air is gradually dyed with the coolness of the night.
Captain Xu looked at the rack: "Should we put that girl down..."
Han Buting took a deep breath and said, "Is the evil spirit on the rack?"
Wei Menghan followed: "A girl with braids under the tree?"
Li Zi was close to the black line: "Just now, the shit scare away that one, willing to be a substitute in order to protect the beloved girl?"
Xu Wang: "This, the story line is a little off..."
Everyone: "Prohibit yourself from writing scripts in the future!!!"
Ten deceived friends and four friends who have wasted their admiration have reached an unprecedented unity.