There were several paintings on the wall of the living room on the first floor. Most of them looked like the work of a mental patient. The paintings were filled with illusions, and the meaning was unclear. However, there was one painting that did not seem so abstract.
The painting showed the interior of a long and narrow tunnel. The walls were low, smooth, and white. There were no decorations, and the path ahead looked like it was going down a slope. It looked like … no, it looked like a tomb. Some of the details showed that the cave was buried deep underground. There was no exit in the painting, and there was no artificial light source. It was unknown what method the painter used to make the painting show a kind of ghostly light that did not fit the environment.
Feng Bujue stared at the painting for about five seconds. His gaze seemed to be frozen, and an unknown force made him unable to move or speak. The next second, his vision was covered by darkness, and he could not see anything. Not long after that, when he regained his mobility, he took out the flashlight from his inventory. He was inside the tunnel that was depicted in the painting.
He had no idea how this teleportation worked, and he had no idea whether Xiao Tan and Brother Long had seen him leave or not, but regardless, he would have to rely on his own power to leave this place.
Behind him was a stone wall. He pushed it with his hands, but it did not budge. The ceiling was low, and there was no way out. Feng Bujue sighed and took out the Eye of Hostility from his inventory. He held the flashlight in one hand and the wrench in the other as he walked down the tunnel.
With the Jazz Shoes on his feet, Feng Bujue was not worried about running out of Stamina Points due to exploring, so he did not care how far he walked. With 1,100 Stamina Points and the special effect of the equipment, he could walk down the tunnel in space. Even if the tunnel was as big as Demon Castle, he was confident that he could explore the whole map.
After walking down the tunnel for about ten minutes, Feng Bujue's flashlight suddenly flickered. He waved his hand and patted the cylinder twice. Low battery? That's impossible … It didn't take that long in the previous scenario. Bad contact? That was even more impossible. This thing had the words "Made in China" written on it, so the quality was definitely good …
Suddenly, a strange whisper came from the front. "Let me out …"
The sound came from about ten meters in front of Feng Bujue. He moved his gaze away from the flashlight and looked in that direction. However, the light from the flashlight completely disappeared at this moment, causing his vision to become pitch black.
Then, the flashlight flashed a few times and illuminated a lone white figure standing in front of him. Judging from the figure, it was a woman. She was covered in cuts and bruises and was as thin as a match. Her white clothes were stained with blood. Because he had only seen her for a short time, and because of the light and distance, Feng Bujue could not see her face clearly.
The light was fleeting, and Feng Bujue's vision immediately turned pitch black, leaving only the terrifying image on his retina. Then, he heard another wail.
"Let me out!" In the darkness, there was the sound of a human body coming into contact with a wooden board. It was the sound of friction and the sound of hinges creaking. There was another sound that came from very far away … It sounded like someone was wailing from the deepest part of the cellar.
About thirty seconds later, the flashlight returned to normal. It stopped flashing and continued to output light.
When Feng Bujue saw what happened earlier, his expression did not change. In fact, he sighed. "So, the flashlight is not broken. It's just a flicker caused by the plot …"
At that moment, the system announced, "Side quest progress updated."
Feng Bujue looked at it. The current progress of the quest, 'Find all six parts of the' Haunted Palace ', had reached 26/26. Someone else had probably found another passage, but the details could not be seen from the quest tab.
At the same time, Wang Tanzhi and Long Aomin, who were on the first floor, were squatting next to the kitchen fireplace, looking at the second part of the 'Haunted Palace' that was written using a black substance that looked like soot on the brick wall.
"The royal flag shines gold,
Flutters on the roof.
All this is the past,
That is the gentle breeze,
A beautiful and peaceful day.
Along the white palace wall,
A burst of gloomy fragrance drifted far away.]
"Ah … I don't get it at all!" Wang Tanzhi had forgotten about it after reading it. He walked to the fireplace and poked his head in to check the condition of the chimney.
After his face was dark, he came out and said, "Sigh … It's too narrow. We won't be able to climb out."
Initially, Long Aomin did not seem to care about what he said, and Wang Tanzhi did not pay him much attention. However, several seconds later, Wang Tanzhi turned around and saw the strange expression on Long Aomin's face. His eyes were bulging, and his lips were moving like he was saying something loudly, but Xiao Tan could not hear anything.
This strange scene caused chills to run down Wang Tanzhi's spine. Then, he realized something … At that moment, his own voice did not come out from his throat.
What happened next was scary from the perspective of those involved, but if someone else saw it, they would have thought it was funny.
Two people who did not understand sign language were waving their hands and moving their lips for a long time, but in the end, neither of them understood what the other was saying …
"How much do you have? How much do you eat? How much do you have? How much do you have? How much do you have? How much do you have? How much do you have? How much do you have? How much do you have? How much do you have? How much do you have?
But in reality, the content of their conversation was …
Wang Tanzhi said, "What's going on? What did you say? What do you mean by this? "
Long Aomin said, "It's the black thing on your face!"
From Long Aomin's perspective, the black dust on Wang Tanzhi's face was like a 'living' mask, and it was making a strange smile. This' black face 'had nothing to do with Xiao Tan's expression; it was more like a painting that floated on his face.
In the end, Long Aomin came up with an idea. He found a cloth in the dirty kitchen and placed it before his face. With a distance between them, he made a clockwise wiping motion. Then he pointed at the cloth and then at Wang Tanzhi's face.
The latter seemed to have understood. He took the cloth and covered his face with it. When he removed the cloth, both of them regained their ability to speak at the same time.
"Wow! What kind of monster is this? " Wang Tanzhi looked at the cloth in his hand. The 'black face' seemed to have been imprinted on the cloth. It maintained a complete human face as it moved from Xiao Tan's face to the cloth. Now, Xiao Tan's face was clean, and there was not a speck of black dust on it.
"Even though I have no idea why the system set this up …" Long Aomin then realized that this black face, which had no actual damage and was not that scary, had no reason to appear there other than to express the system's intention to prank the players.
"But I think it's safer to burn it." Long Aomin accepted the mask and found two flints next to the stove.
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