Chapter 43: Mountain Pool Haunted House (X)

“Crazy brother… calm down too much…” Long Aomin felt a little panicked after watching this scene.

But Xiao Tan behaved relatively calmly this time, because he wasn’t very afraid of internal organs.

Sad Ling Xiaogu didn’t react too much, but frowned slightly, feeling that this was a bit disgusting, and Ruo Ruoli’s calmness was comparable to that of Feng Bujue.

“Let’s assume that Brother Invincible also encountered this scene on the second floor…” Feng Bujue said: “He is alone, the same corridor appears repeatedly in front of him, and the image in the mirror implies that he is trapped in his wriggling intestines In… what will happen to him?”

“Run.” Ruoyu’s answer is always so simple and direct, cherishing words like gold.

“Yes.” Feng Bujue nodded, “Therefore, we can’t run, and we have to slow down.”

“Did he die because of running in a panic?” Long Aomin thought for a while, and then said, “Then… maybe there will be traps suddenly appearing in this repeated corridor? Steel wire?”

Xiao sighed: “We have already walked this distance just now, why didn’t we encounter a trap or bump into…”

“Is there a mirror here just now?” Feng Bujue interrupted, “The surrounding scenery can change at any time, which is meaningless.” He reached out and knocked on the wall on the side of the corridor: “The wall, it looks like it might be a wall. It may be a door, a window, or nothing, nothing.” He took out a baseball bat from his bag: “From now on, the environment you ‘see’ can no longer be used as a reference.”

Feng Bujue walked in front of Long Aomin, “I will lead the way with my eyes closed.” He used the bat as a guide stick, and stretched it forward obliquely, “You don’t need to close your eyes, just follow me. .

Whether I ‘look’ about to hit the wall or step on the air, don’t remind me, just follow me. He thought for a while, and then said: “I will concentrate as much as possible and walk faster, so I will leave the work of memorizing to you.” You don’t need to memorize the whole route, just memorize the direction of the first two turns. If I turn in the same direction for the third time in a row, you will stop me with your voice. “

“I said… Brother Jue, what on earth do you do?” Bei Ling couldn’t help asking the same question that Long Aomin had asked before.

“Great writer.” Feng Bujue replied shamelessly.

After hearing the words, Si Yu immediately changed his expression slightly, and asked in a questioning tone: “Novelist?”

“Wow, you are so powerful like a heroine, you can guess it like this.” Xiao Tan said.

Feng Bujue was also very surprised, thinking in his heart: “This is the first time she has seen through… what’s going on?”

“Eh? Then you’re still a celebrity?” Bei Ling asked.

“Probably not as well-known as second- and third-tier actors.” Feng Bujue said bluntly.

Bei Ling was stunned for a moment, she immediately opened the menu and glanced at the player’s nickname in the team column, thinking: Crazy…Crazy…Isn’t it? Is he the one who “unconsciously”? Unexpectedly, both the pen name and the screen name are called?

“Cousin…he is you…” Bei Ling turned her head away and lowered her voice, as if she wanted to say something to Si Yu quietly.

“Understood.” But Ruoyu interrupted her, and then raised her voice slightly: “Now is not the time to chat, lead the way, great writer.”

Feng Bujue didn’t notice anything, he shrugged, turned around, closed his eyes, stretched the baseball bat forward, and started walking hunched over. There is no way to bend over. The length of the bat is about 100 centimeters. The length of the guide stick can generally extend to the user’s chest, but the bat is only over the waist.

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The forward speed of the five people is naturally slightly slower than before, but in terms of blind walking, this is already considered fast.

Until the first corner, everything was normal, and the wall at the end of the corridor was also real. Feng Bujue touched the wall and turned to the left. The strange thing is that after he finished turning, he was not facing the corridor on the left, but was slightly deflected. The four people with their eyes open followed him and found a surprising situation. Feng Bujue’s body was gradually embedded in the wall on his right. They didn’t speak, but just followed him. As the straight line Feng Bujue was moving forward and the straight line of the corridor wall intersected, everyone passed through the wall one after another.

Human eyes are easily misled, but the sense of balance in the human body allows us to walk out of a straight line without the help of vision.

These corridors seem to be right angles, but they are actually skewed. Feng Bujue walked with his eyes closed, and when he reached the end, he turned 90 degrees according to his own feeling, so he deviated from the direction of the corridor.

Under his leadership, the five people walked between the walls. They couldn’t believe the ground under their feet, the stairs, the decorations on both sides, etc. The second floor of this big house is an incomparably weird space. Everything you see, whether it is a door, window, wall, or even a large hole in the ground, is all true and false, which is more real than the general sense. Mazes are even more elusive. The seemingly straight corridor is also curved, and the place that looks like a wall can be passed through.

Only by closing your eyes can you walk out of a straight line here and follow the route in your mind without distraction, otherwise you will be confused.

This weird journey lasted a full thirty minutes, during which they did not encounter any traps, nor were they attacked by ghosts. It seems that even ghosts who can pass through the wall dare not enter this hallucinatory area.

Along the way, in addition to the environmental changes used to confuse players, the kind of “colonoscopy” also appeared, and there are many distorted portraits that make people feel dizzy at a glance, which can be seen everywhere on the wall. It can be said that the more you walk along this road, the more frightening you will be. If you are alone in this script and slowly explore and move forward with your eyes open, it is indeed possible to pass the level, but you must have a strong psychological quality. .

The long silence made everyone’s morale very low, but fortunately it was finally over.

Feng Bujue came to a door. The real door had solid walls on both sides. It seemed that this place was the “end” of this series of hallucinatory corridors.

In fact, if such a distance is replaced by an ordinary corridor, it can be completed by walking briskly for fifteen minutes. But at this moment, even if it took half an hour to finish walking, Feng Bujue was already exhausted. The physical value is not bad, mainly due to mental fatigue. He is not blind, nor has he received professional training. It is extremely difficult to walk with his eyes closed for such a long time. If you are interested, you can try it, close your eyes, don’t open them halfway, just go around every room in your familiar home, and you will understand the degree of difficulty. By the way… be safe.

“It seems to be here.” Long Aomin, who was walking in the second place, said.

Feng Bujue opened his eyes and adjusted to the not too bright light around him. Immediately, he saw the “end”, a door that seemed to be made of human flesh and blood.

On the “flesh gate”, some blood vessel-like meridians draw a poem about the ghost palace:

[Pearls glisten, gems glisten,

Shine the gate of Asgard.

Dress fluttering, face radiant,

The fairies came one after another.

The echo is far away,

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Wonderful sound surrounds the beam,

Their mission is to sing;

Praise his king for his unparalleled wisdom. 】

[Submission progress update] [Find all six stages of “Ghost Palace”, current progress 5/6]

“This is the fourth paragraph, so… now there is only the sixth paragraph.” Feng Bujue said, nonchalantly touching the doorknob made of bones.

“Crazy brother, let me go ahead here.” Long Aomin suggested.

“It’s okay.” Feng Bujue had already put away his bats, and this time he didn’t even wear the [Eye of Hatred].

In the restaurant before, when Roderick was driving the chandelier, because he was hiding in the darkness, the eyes of hatred did not capture him at all. Later, when he manipulated the chair, Feng Bujue observed that Roderick’s target was the wooden chair itself. It can be seen that the eye of hatred is useless for this kind of monster that uses indirect attacks.

Pushing open the door, there is a medium-sized room in front of you, with no windows or lights on all sides, only four walls made of flesh and blood and a floor made of white bones. The ceiling is covered with long black hair, which is braided and twisted in a specific way to form a vaulted roof.

Apart from this door, there is no exit from this room.

And on a human bone beam in the middle of the room, there were two corpses hanging, a man and a woman, both of which were tied up by intestine-like things and hung in mid-air.

The man was dressed in a black classical suit, and the woman was dressed in white. The two corpses showed no signs of corruption at all, but their skin was pale, their eyes were closed, and they exuded an indescribable “dead breath”. 

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