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The ground of this fourth floor is no longer marble floor tiles, but is paved with mud and grass.
At this time, a bony old horse was grazing beside the severed corpse. Judging from the shoes, saddle and reins, it is undoubtedly the "knight"'s car.
Feng Bujue walked over, bent down, and patted the old horse's head. The old guy didn't respond, but continued to graze grass.
"This time it's Don Quixote's turn..." Qiufeng said.
"Yes... the man at the top of the two worlds in King's Landing." Feng Bujue continued, "There is no one before, and there will be no one after."
"So... just like in the original book, he regarded the windmill as a giant, and then charged over on horseback, just stabbing the scarecrow who just came up from the third floor with a spear." Logically, reasoning: "Then the Tin Woodman rushed out of the windmill and hacked him to death."
Honghu's eyes changed slightly: "What about the Tin Woodman?" He said, and looked around again: "This floor can be seen at a glance, I didn't see it." He turned around and said: "And also I didn't see the passage to the fifth floor, and the ceilings are all closed."
"Here is a line of writing, but I don't know if it is a message." Feng Bujue said suddenly. At this moment, he was standing next to the back half of the spear: "Look, it is written on this handle..."
When the teammates heard the words, they gathered together and took a closer look. Sure enough, a line of words was engraved on the body of the spear. It seems to be in Spanish, but you can see the system translation in the game menu: [Use a smiling face to meet the tragic misfortune, and use a hundredfold courage to deal with all these misfortunes.]
"Hmm..." Everyone fell into deep thought once again.
"Is it a mystery..." Qiu Feng said, "Aside from hinting at the original work, these comments are just some philosophical discussions. It may be very ironic when combined with the murder scene, but it has nothing to do with our puzzle solving."
Honghu frowned, and his thoughts were obviously at an impasse, "It's hard to say... maybe there will be such a message in the future, but the information we have is still not enough to solve the mystery."
"Well, that's a good idea." Chief Ji continued, "If these messages are compared to many pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, then until we see the overall framework of the pattern, or collect more than 80% of the pieces, we cannot See through the mystery."
"In this case, let's focus on how to get to the fifth floor." Qiu Feng said, looking around, "At present, our only clues are this windmill, a corpse and an old horse."
"It's called 'Rocinante'." Feng Bujue said.
"What?" Qiu Feng was taken aback when he heard the words, and didn't realize what the other party was referring to.
"I said, the name of that horse is called Ruo Lin." Feng Bujue explained: "What? Is there another translation in the "Don Quixote" you read? I think this kind of sound is more meaningful. Both…”
"No no no..." Qiu Feng interrupted: "I haven't read this book at all, I just know the general content. Even if I read it, I probably won't remember the name of a horse."
"Oh...you haven't read it." Feng Bujue snorted coldly with no expression on his face, "Hmph... you should swallow your own excrement and kill yourself."
"Hey! There are a lot of people who haven't read it! There's no need to die!" Qiu Feng roared, "By the way, what kind of suicide method is that!"
Honghu said: "Ah... that book is really not bad."
"Not bad?" Feng Bujue turned his finger on the person who was trying to smooth things over again, "Your evaluation of a sharp, profound, cruel, humorous, and tragic epic is only good?" He picked up the bag on the ground with a serious face. The head opened the mask of the helmet, revealing the horrible face of the corpse, and said: "Do you dare to say this again in front of this ridiculous, deplorable, sad and respectable immortal character?"
"Uh... I was wrong." A sense of oppression from nowhere made Honghu reply inexplicably.
"It's a mistake!" Qiu Feng exclaimed in surprise, he turned to Feng Bujue and said, "You're not the author, you're just a fan, why are you making such a big fuss?"
""Don Quixote" has both reality and storytelling, tragedy and comedy, seriousness and humor, vulgarity and greatness, seamless and seamless. Cervantes inspired the world with his words, and also It touched the world." Feng Bujue talked like a lecture: "When I finished reading this book when I was a child, I was inspired to write this kind of realistic fantasy with a critical color. As long as I can write it Thirty percent level, if I survive in this world, I will die without any regrets. The bond between me and Cervantes...you who stay in the poke ball all day will not understand."
"Where do you stay all day... Is it interesting to use this kind of stalk all the time!" Qiu Feng was almost at the end of his words.
Chief Ji covered his face and shook his head: "Can we get back to solving the puzzle? This chapter is already halfway through, so let's stop in moderation."
"Okay." Feng Bujue replied immediately, "Come back to business..."
"Sprayed me for a long time just to make a detour!" Qiufeng said dissatisfied.
Feng Bujue ignored him, and continued: "Did you see that..." He carefully put down his head in his hands, raised his arms and pointed to the "sun" in the distance.
"How could you not notice it... the paper sun is shining." Chief Ji said.
"If the sun made of paper can shine..." Feng Bujue pointed to the side: "Will the green mountains, green waters, flowers and plants painted on the wall be usable?"
As the saying goes, a mental patient has a broad mind. If he didn't say it, these serious counselors really wouldn't have thought of this idea.
The three teammates suddenly realized, and re-observed the surrounding environment. This time it can be said that they were suddenly enlightened, and there were many possible clues at once.
"Well... Judging from the sense of distance created by the painting, the cow over there seems to be the closest to the plane of the 'wall'." Honghu pointed to a wall and said.
Feng Bujue glanced there, then walked over. He stood by the wall, only to find that a small piece of rope protruded from the wall, and the rest of the rope still existed in the wall in the form of an oil painting, tying the cow in the painting.
You can't see this detail clearly from a distance, but now, Feng Bujue just stretched out his hand and pulled the end of the rope, and he easily brought out the rope in the painting, and the whole cow was thrown from the "wall". He was led to the grass in the three-dimensional space.
"It actually succeeded." Qiu Feng said.
Ji Chang said: "Does that mean that we can also go to the scenery painted on the wall?"
"No." Feng Bujue answered the Chief Ji's question while pressing the wall with his hand: "Anyway, I can't get in."
Honghu and the others also came over to try it, but it really didn't work.
"Then now... what should we do with this cow..." Honghu held his chin and said, "It's not necessarily that it will fly us with its horns and rush into the fifth floor, right?"
"Heh... In the world of "Tom and Jerry", maybe this will work." Qiufeng laughed.
"Hey, gentlemen!" Suddenly, another voice sounded, which sounded like a child's voice.
The four players turned their heads and found that on the painting on the other wall, there was a small black dot, which gradually grew larger and became a silhouette, creating a visual effect from far to near.
Not long after, the figure ran out of the wall without any sense of disobedience, and rushed to the players.
It was a little brown-haired boy in patched old clothes and a little hat. He seemed very anxious when he ran, so that when he came in front of Feng Bujue and the others, he was out of breath and unable to speak.
"Don't worry, kid, speak slowly if you have something to say, we're not going anywhere." Chief Ji said kindly.
"Ha... ha..." the little boy gasped again and said, "Ha... gentlemen, I'm sorry... I... can I beg you, give me back the cow?"
"Give it back to you?" Chief Ji asked in a questioning tone.
"It's like this..." the boy said aggrievedly: "I showed my mother the magic beans you gave me. I thought she would be proud of me. But she was very angry and threw the magic beans out of the house. Say I’m disappointed and say I’m a fool.” He stammered, “So I quickly picked up the beans and ran back, but luckily you’re still here! Gentlemen, I can exchange Miko (the name of the cow) with magic beans for Go back? Please." The boy showed pleading eyes, and stretched out his hand, which was a small cloth bag containing magic beans.
"Let's discuss it." Feng Bujue interrupted suddenly, and immediately winked at his teammates, signaling them to come over.
The four of them gathered together and whispered.
"I already understand... This kid is the protagonist of "Jack and the Beanstalk." Qiufeng said: "Take out the cow and the event will be triggered. As long as we exchange the Beanstalk with him, we can break through to the fifth floor."
"Of course I have already seen this." Feng Bujue said.
Honghu asked: "Then what are you trying to say by calling us here so mysteriously?"
Chief Ji also looked at Brother Jue with questioning eyes.
"I'm just asking for your opinions..." Feng Bujue said, "Would you like to slap this brat to death and grab Douzi directly?"
"You are insane..."
"Inhumanity..."
"You don't spare children..."
After hearing these three sentences, Feng Bujue sighed deeply. In the next second, he led the cow with a smile on his face, walked up to Little Jack, and said kindly: "Hahaha, of course, little pot~" He handed the cow's rope to Jack, And said: "Remember next time, you must have the spirit of contract. Also, don't trust strangers easily, use your brain before doing anything, don't let your mother down on you, you have to be worthy of the party and The country's trust in you, become a useful person, contribute to the people, contribute to the motherland, and contribute to mankind... 嘤嘤*※... ※... "
Honghu and Qiufeng covered Juege's mouth and pulled him away.
Chief Ji said awkwardly to Little Jack: "Don't pay attention to that uncle's words, go home quickly." He said, and took the magic beans from Little Jack's hand.
Jack blinked inexplicably, thanked him, turned around and left with the cow in his hand... RS
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