The night was cool with dew, and Xie Yuanyuan pushed open the door in a daze while protecting the trembling candlelight in the breeze.
"Bathroom... Bathroom..." He rubbed his eyes and pulled on a pair of wooden clogs that he stepped on randomly, making an irregular sound on the wooden corridor, "Where is the toilet?"
There was a lot of chaos in the courtyard, and the cold wet mist spread everywhere, pouring straight into the neck, sticking to the skin, and then melting into tiny water droplets. The ice made Xie Yuanyuan sober up a little. He looked around, and finally at the corner of the corridor ahead Everywhere I saw the snow-white clothes of a night watch maid.
"Hey!" He waved hurriedly, holding his lower abdomen and trotting over, "Um, may I ask—"
He turned the corner and found a maid standing facing the wall, so he wanted to reach out and pull her sleeve, "Sorry to bother you, but I want to know where the toilet is. Can you..."
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The remaining half of the words were stuck in his throat silently. Xie Yuanyuan's eyes widened, he involuntarily took a few steps back and swallowed.
Hearing him asking, the woman standing close to the wall did not move her shoulders and neck, but her head turned slowly and gently, making a sour "click" sound in the silent night. The lights on the eaves jumped and trembled momentarily. In the flickering light, her pale face was as smooth as porcelain, her pure black pupils could barely see a trace of white, and her lips painted with red lipstick curved into a reserved and stiff smile. The arc is like a strange and strange energy face, slowly scanning the front with creepy eyes, looking for the source of the questioning voice.
"...Can you tell me where the toilet is..." Xie Yuanyuan murmured questions unconsciously, feeling cold all over his body. The drowsiness he felt just now had long since disappeared. As he slowly retreated, he touched the dagger at his waist and stared at the woman in front of him warily.
... No, this thing can no longer be called a human being. Its body from the head down is as rigid as a wood carving and stone sculpture, but its neck has been turned at an angle of more than 180 degrees. What is this thing? What is it, a ghost or a monster
Even though Xie Yuanyuan had a physique that was unmatched by ordinary people, he was still so frightened by the ghost girl in front of him in the middle of the night that he broke into a white-haired cold sweat. He kept a safe distance that was neither too far nor too close, burying his body in the shadow of the pillar, holding his breath and observing its every move.
The porcelain-white smiling face turned slowly. After searching for a while, its dark eyeballs were blurred and dull. It slightly opened its blood-red cherry mouth, revealing the ink-colored teeth underneath, and said quietly: "I can't find it..."
"Someone is talking... I can't find him..."
This voice was so weeping and sobful that it made people's skin crawl. Along with its crying sound, Xie Yuanyuan was horrified to find that, just as far as he could see, one after another appeared one after another. On the wall, there is a ghostly shadow of a person behind. He saw countless frighteningly white faces turning around smoothly, looking around with their eyes open, and some even blocked his way back to his room!
what is going on…
Although Xie Yuanyuan was not particularly scared, he could not help but feel troubled by the scene in front of him. He thought about it, took out the communication talisman from his pocket, and sent a text message to his teammates sleeping in the room.
I hope it won't take too long, he is almost suffocated...
"Where is there someone..."
"Can't find it..."
"I clearly heard someone talking..."
The vicious whimpers were noisy and chaotic, echoing in the courtyard. When Xie Yuanyuan was looking for a way out, he turned around inadvertently and suddenly saw a woman's figure under a lush cherry tree.
… No, wait.
He squinted his eyes and realized that it was not a woman, but an empty piece of clothing that looked like a human being!
The cherry blossoms in the courtyard were so luxuriant and huge that they were stacked on the branches, so much so that the branches were drooped down, covering the top of Kong Yi. Under the dim light, Xie Yuanyuan could see that it was a gorgeous furisode with a faint purple light.
Zi Yi... Mrs. Ruo Zi
The air-enveloping robe was facing Xie Yuanyuan, as if it knew where he was at this moment. It slowly raised its cuffs and pointed a direction to him.
Xie Yuanyuan suspected that he was dazzled. He was still holding the lamp in one hand and had to wipe his eyes with the other hand. But when he put down his hand and wanted to take a closer look, the purple dress had disappeared, leaving only the tree. The ground is covered with snow-white fallen flowers.
He was dumbfounded. Could this spirit-made robe be able to see him? Otherwise, how could it point him in a direction
Looking along the place pointed by the cuff just now, Xie Yuanyuan could vaguely see a path overgrown with grass, and he didn't know where it led. A sudden movement occurred in his heart, and he began to want to investigate and explore.
If it were not him who came today, but any player who accidentally broke out at midnight - even He Qin, he would not be greedy for the knife, because out of curiosity, he would go to a place that he was completely unsure of.
However, Xie Yuanyuan's special physique is his best reliance. In the eyes of the creatures who met him for the first time, he was as transparent as a ball of air. Even his teammates who had been with him for a long time would sometimes subconsciously ignore him, let alone others
"Okay, since you pointed me there, let me go and have a look." He made up his mind, then lightly walked around the wall-faced ghost girls who were patrolling back and forth, and walked towards the end of the path.
White paper lanterns are hung in rows, leading to a deserted path. Xie Yuanyuan walked forward as quickly as possible. On the one hand, he wanted to get rid of the abnormal phenomenon in the courtyard. On the other hand, he was really anxious and wanted to find a place with some shelter to solve the problem.
After he passed through the hollow door of the flower wall, there was no light for illumination on the top, and everything was pitch black. Xie Yuanyuan held the lamp and saw that the ghost girls facing the wall were far away. He hurriedly took a photo. Turn on the lamp and find a lush corner to solve personal problems.
"Ah..." He grimaced, "It's so suffocating. I shouldn't drink so much water at night. All these things are so troublesome..."
As he spoke, he looked left and right with the lantern and found that the path led to nowhere. The green moss on the ground was slippery and desolate and dilapidated. It was in sharp contrast to the exquisite and elegant courtyard behind him. In the distance, there were faint outlines of several undulating roof ridges. , it makes people feel uneasy just looking at it.
Xie Yuanyuan tidied up and took out a few wet wipes from his pocket to wipe his hands. After thinking for a moment, he tore the tissues into pieces and sprinkled them behind him as he walked.
"It's dark and windy here, and it's an unusually haunted place. If the terrain changes during the day tomorrow, I can still follow the marks and bring people here." He thought, "I can't sleep anyway. It’s better to go to the house in front and take a look..."
He raised his legs and walked towards the house in front. The cold wind blew by, and the humid night fog became more and more biting. I don't know if it was Xie Yuanyuan's imagination. The house in front of him seemed to be carrying many strange sounds, as if it was followed by the wind. His footsteps seemed to be crying and laughing, and occasionally there were rustling and biting sounds, which was very strange.
"What's in it..." Xie Yuanyuan stepped on the slippery steps. At this moment, the water vapor flowing in the air was already very strong, and it lightly brushed against the cold hair, making people very uncomfortable. He stepped into the dilapidated, half-open door and took a few tentative steps inside.
"What... was this a place where people lived before?"
Xie Yuanyuan raised the light and walked around the empty room. It seemed to be the front hall of a palace. The coffee table was overturned, the furniture was messily rolled on the floor, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall were also moldy and rotten, and the screen next to it was There are also several large robes that have long lost their color.
"Who?!" The sound of wind passed behind him, and Xie Yuanyuan was suddenly startled. He turned back suddenly and stared at a dark place where the light could not reach.
… He could feel that something had been following him since just now.
"Following me?" He snorted, half mockingly, half tentatively, "Then let's see if you can find me."
With this in mind, he continued walking inside and slowly walked into the side hall next to him. He found a relatively large desk in the room. Judging from its layout, it should be a place like a study. There were many handwriting manuscripts scattered on the table. He picked them up one by one and looked at them, but they were all ancient poems and poems. The handwriting had already been blurred and blurred at the edges by the moisture that permeated the place.
Xie Yuanyuan continued to scroll down. Finally, among the many drafts, he found a small notebook. He intuitively felt that it was a useful prop, so he picked it up and held it in his hand.
Item name: Unknown Notebook
Level: None
Launch type: None
Cooling time: none
Attack power: none
Effect: None
Equipment level: 1
Prop introduction: A notebook with unknown contents, the pages are stuck together, and I don’t know if it can be opened again.
"Well... In this case, it's not a wasted trip."
There was another buzzing sound of wind behind him. Xie Yuanyuan tensed up, turned around in an instant, and the dagger on his waist flashed!
... There is still nothing in front of me, not to mention people, not even a ghost.
Xie Yuanyuan frowned, took a few steps forward, and raised the candle to his eyebrows. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he was so frightened that his breath froze!
Through the light, he clearly saw a tall screen with three flat sides in front of him, two feet above the ground, as tall as a person, on which were painted three lifelike women with terrifying faces!
The first woman's face was bruised, her chest and abdomen were swollen, like a pregnant woman who was ten months pregnant, barely holding on to a bloody dress, but her limbs were horribly thin and lonesome, like a fat, deformed and twisted spider, with blood all over her face. The bloodshot eyes were opened lifelessly until all the whites were turned up, and he turned his head to stare out of the screen in a sinister manner.
The second woman has a slender face and pale complexion. She is wrapped in a dress that is so stained with blood that the color cannot be seen clearly. Her black hair is as loose as spider silk, and her fingers are thin and slender. Her whole body is like a lonely bamboo pole, stuck in the air. The center of the screen frame. Perhaps due to excessive thinness, her eye sockets were deeply sunken, like two bottomless black holes, and she looked down with a morbid expression.
The third woman is even more terrifying. She has no face at all. To be precise, she doesn’t even have skin. On the skin that has been peeled off and bloody, a pair of equally blood-red eyeballs hang tremblingly in the eye sockets. There seems to be something on her face. With a crazy and indescribable twisted smile - if the curve of the corners of her mouth can be called a smile.
Three people, three screens, three different feelings of coldness and depression. The artist who painted this work did not use the freehand and elegant painting method, but it was extremely realistic, as if the scarlet ink was spread out in large areas on it, so real that it was impossible to look directly at it. In the haze, Xie Yuanyuan even had the illusion that the person in the painting was staring at him sternly, entangled in him with his sinister and twisted eyes like a snake.
"This... this is too weird!" If it weren't for his absolute confidence in his own physique, Xie Yuanyuan would have collapsed to the ground in fear, "No, no matter what, I can't stay here any longer, so I'd better leave quickly. Bar!"
He swallowed, protected the light with one hand, and walked outside. When he left the abandoned palace, stepped on the path again, and saw the light of the white lantern, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I hope the information in this notebook is worth the money... Otherwise, it would be such a loss. The cold wind blew for so long at night, and I was shocked by the screen in that damn place..." He complained in his heart. At this time, in the courtyard The wall-facing ghost girl has completely disappeared.
Following his memory, Xie Yuanyuan blew out the candlelight, opened the door again, and stepped barefoot on the floor.
"Where have you been?" Du Zijun's voice sounded quietly, "It's been so long since I came back."
Xie Yuanyuan was still holding the unknown notebook in his hand. He calmed his heartbeat and whispered: "You scared me to death... Do you know how scary what I just saw is?"
There was a sound of the quilt rubbing against each other. He Qin gently covered Wen Zheliu's ears, and his voice came through the two screens: "What time is it? Are you still not sleeping?"
Wen Zheliu buried her head and rubbed softly on his warm and generous chest. Xie Yuanyuan hurriedly whispered: "I'm going to bed now. I'll tell you something tomorrow morning!"
The next morning, the maid delivered the food to their room. While eating, Xie Yuanyuan took out his notebook, pointed at them and told them what happened last night.
"You are so courageous!" Wen Zheliu's eyes widened. He glanced at the door and saw that no NPC was passing by, so he frowned and said, "Now that we have entered the third world, the difficulty is not trivial. , how dare you go to the back house alone, or at night?!"
Xie Yuanyuan touched the back of his head and said: "I, I'm just curious..."
Du Zijun's reaction to this matter was not as strong as Wen Zheliu's. He said calmly: "Yes, wealth can be obtained through danger. Now my courage has been tempered."
He Qin took the notebook with a simple shape and dark brown cover, frowned, and said to Xie Yuanyuan: "Don't act rashly next time. Although your physique is special, the system will not let you go on like this forever. Sooner or later it will Enemies that can restrain you will evolve and appear, and then you will be in trouble, you know?"
Xie Yuanyuan crossed his fingers and said calmly: "Oh, I know..."
"Okay, don't blame him," Du Zijun said, "It's a good thing that he can learn to use his abilities earlier."
After eating, several people hurried to the place where Xie Yuanyuan had explored the road last night. They bypassed the path and found that the door that was still open last night was blocked by a thick white rope talisman. blocked.
Xie Yuanyuan was greatly surprised: "Eh, eh?! It was obviously not there last night, how come..."
He Qin stretched his long legs and crossed directly over.
"Stop dawdling, let's get through it first." He said, "The scene in a place like this will definitely be different during the day and at night."
He carried Wen Zheliu over, and the remaining two people jumped over the hemp rope one after another, and hurriedly ran towards the abandoned palace.
"Come and see!" Xie Yuanyuan took three steps at a time and jumped up the steps of the palace. "This is where I found the notebook last night!"
They walked into the main entrance of the palace together. Unexpectedly, everything inside - whether it was overturned furniture, moldy calligraphy and paintings, or other box furnishings, were all tightly covered with a thick layer of talisman paper, just like An extremely cautious seal.
Xie Yuanyuan's eyes widened in disbelief: "Why is this... obviously we didn't have these last night!"
As he spoke, his expression changed, and he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly rushed into the side hall next to him. His scalp suddenly became numb, and he couldn't help but let out a scream of terror!
He Qin and others rushed in and saw that his face was pale, his whole body was shaking, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he pointed diagonally upward tremblingly.
Wen Zheliu looked up and saw three glass windows as high as a person on the wall two feet above the ground. Perhaps because it has not been wiped for a long time, the glass is stained, but the transparent color can still be roughly seen.
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