Thriller Paradise Chapter 41: Shanchi Haunted House (8)
"Brother Jue...this...this...is..." Wang Tanzhi was frightened again.
"If I don't interrupt you, you're going to keep going like this [BEEP——] Are you going down?" Feng Bujue said.
Long Aomin turned his head: "Brother Crazy, why can you say the silenced words?"
"Obviously because when I said this swear word, there was no insulting meaning in my mind, so this behavior was not directly stopped by the system, but the vocabulary itself was not very elegant, so it was silenced. "Feng Bujue explained: "It doesn't seem time to be entangled with this problem now, right?"
pingping pingping...wow...
The sound of light bulbs bursting and the sound of glass **** splashing to the ground were endless. The wall lamps around the dining room all exploded at this time, and the room was plunged into darkness.
Almost before these voices had settled down, Feng Bujue had taken out the flashlight from his suitcase, turned on the switch, and irradiated the light directly above, facing his face, "Why bother... directly Just turn it off, you have to be surprised." He said while putting on [Eyes of Enmity] on himself.
Xiao Tan and Long Ge saw the upward light in the dark, they turned their backs to Feng Bujue, and slowly retreated to his side. At the same time, they took out the flashlights from their suitcases and turned them on. A fan-shaped area in front is illuminated.
On the other side, Yuruoli and Sadness Laughing Bone also have lighting means. What Yuruoli took out is an old-fashioned lantern. Although it looks old in appearance, the properties of this item are not bad. :
[Name: Constant low light lantern]
[Type: Tool]
[Quality: Dilapidated]
[Function: Lighting]
[Special effects: never go out]
[Note: This lantern used to be a powerful magic prop, but it has never been repaired after a serious damage. It can only illuminate the surrounding area of about five meters, and it cannot be controlled by turning the switch. It’s light and dark, and you can’t turn it off, but fortunately, it still has the characteristic of unlimited fuel]
She put the lantern directly on the long table. As the item description says, the lamp is always on, and the illumination range is a sphere with a radius of five meters.
Sorrowful Smiley Bone took out a yellow miner's hat, turned on the round light in front of the hat, and held it in her hand. Perhaps it was uncomfortable or ugly to wear, but she didn't wear it on top of her head.
Several people lowered the sound of their breathing, listening to whether there was any threat approaching in the quiet darkness.
Suddenly, there were a few light ringings of jingle bells from above. Everyone looked up, and saw that the large glass chandelier directly above the dining table was pulled and tilted by some force. ...Feng Bujue.
In a blink of an eye, the steel cable above the chandelier suddenly broke, and an object half the size of a washing machine flew straight towards Feng Bujue. His first reaction was to drill under the table.
But some individuals reacted and acted faster than Feng Bujue, and more than one step faster.
Like rain, lightly under one's feet, stepped on the chair, rose lightly, and jumped into the air. His skill is vigorous, but his figure does not lose the gentleness that is unique to a woman. Jian Feng was cold, and his eyes were no different. The sword is out, fast as shocking, as strong as thunder. She cleanly cut off the flying chandelier. After the metal bracket of the lamp body was split into two, the object fell vertically like a loss of force, and the large piece of glass shattered to the ground.
, like rain falling lightly, I used one hand to lift a strand of hair scattered to the front of the forehead, and the other held a sword while standing, not even breathing faster. It can be said to be majestic, sassy and heroic.
Xiaotan and Brother Long were shocked at the time, and the scene of Feng Bujue smashing the green corpse's head yesterday seemed extremely low-end in their minds... The merciless decapitator woman in front of them was both technical and brutal. The feeling of exploding his ten streets...Comparing the battle scenes of the two people is simply comparing Qin Fake Immortal to the mark of the wind, it is really impossible to see.
"Don't thank you." Seeing Feng Bujue opened her mouth, Siyu said directly.
Feng Bujue swallowed the thoughtful sentence in his heart, "Thank you for helping the woman," he thought: Fortunately, I didn’t say this sentence, but this sentence is only for the fish-level characters in the martial arts movie. Lines. He cleared his throat and said, "Well...it's like rain, can you turn your lantern brighter?"
"No." Siyu replied directly.
"Um...Can you show me?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Why?" Siyu asked.
"I have a skill that can repair malfunctioning equipment and tools in a short time." Feng Bujue said, "If your lantern is of ordinary quality or less..."
Before he finished his words, Yuruoli used his sword to gently pick up the lantern on the table, and instantly sent it to him: "Drunk."
She likes to be concise and concise, and he naturally understands it. She took over the equipment and resorted to [sloppy repairs]. As a result, the system prompts him: [Failed to use skills]. Feng Bujue didn't care too much, because failure is normal. His equipment specialization is now F-level, and the success rate of skill activation is 20%. Like the last time the flashlight was cast, the one-time success is obviously good luck.
This time, he was not so lucky. He used it twice in a row and finally used it successfully. It took 300 to use the skill that consumes 100 health points. After the lantern returned to its normal quality, it suddenly lit up, lighting up the entire restaurant.
The area of this restaurant is quite large. It can be said that it is the largest of all the rooms that everyone passes through. At this time, everyone saw a figure in the corner farthest away from them, or... a ghost. .
It was a middle-aged man. He had a black classic suit. His skin was pale and his eye sockets were sunken. His facial features were bright, the sky was wide, and his jaw was square, making him unforgettable.
According to some popular legends, the image of ghosts, such as clothing, etc., is often the same as they were at the moment they died, or the appearance they kept most often during their lifetime. Judging from the appearance of this man, it is estimated that Roderick Usher is correct.
Originally, this ghost was hiding in a corner where the flashlight's light could not reach, hiding in the dark shadow, but at this moment, the lantern suddenly turned on and he was invisible.
Roderick seemed to be afraid of the light. He covered his eyes with his hands, curled up, and let out a sharp roar.
Feng Bujue carrying the lantern, without fear, approached the ghost calmly, his tone sounded full of confidence: "Mr. Usher, please tell us, how can we get out of here?"
"Don't come..." Roderick said, "Otherwise you will..." He said half a sentence at the beginning, sounded very gentle, and even made people feel that he was a little weak, but in the last few words When he said something, he took his hands away from his face, revealing a distorted face, roaring like a hysterical beast: "...pay the price!"
Feng Bujue stood one meter in front of him without any reaction at all. The people behind him were shocked to varying degrees by Roderick's sudden change.
"What do you want? Control the chair to hit the back of my head?" Feng Bujue knew that this guy was just an untouchable ghost, and could only control the things in this room to attack him.
said that when it was too late, then it was fast, and a chair really floated up and flew quickly behind Feng Bujue.
This time Long Aomin was relatively close. He had a large stride. He only took a step forward. As soon as he stretched his arm, he used [Ultron's Fragment] to help Feng Bujue block the blow.
"There are five people here, you seem to be particularly interested in me..." Feng Bujue said aggressively, "Where is Madeleine's body? Is it with your own?"
"Ah----" Roderick yelled wildly, and scattered objects such as plates, knives, forks, candlesticks and so on on the dining room table also floated up.
Feng Bujue said nothing, took out the [slow quicksand] from his bag, and quickly threw the bottle on the ground.
This item can only decelerate the "monster" within a radius of 100 meters by ten times, and cannot physically slow down the movement of the "object". However, Roderick, who was slowed down, seemed to be affected by the unknown power that kept those objects floating, causing those floating objects to fall directly.
To be a metaphor... The "migration of mind" of these ghosts is like riding a bicycle. If you slow down ten times, you will not slow down, but fall.
Feng Bujue raised the lantern forward, and pointed the flashlight at Roderick. Facing this intangible ghost, he had no way to attack, so he had to try to apply some light with the light that the other party was afraid of. influences.
Roderick made a low and long noise in his mouth and turned very slowly, as if he wanted to block the light with his hands and escape by the way, but his movements were too slow to help at all.
"The difficulty of this script is very average...As long as you have powerful lighting equipment, stay alert when facing traps in the big house, and don't be confused by hallucinations~IndoMTL.com~ Don't worry about survival at all." Feng Bujue said: "It should be regarded as a script that mainly tests courage rather than combat ability." His hand holding the lantern simply passed through Roderick's body. The light made the ghost more and more transparent, but it didn't. Can't destroy the other party.
One minute passed quickly, Roderick stepped back into the wall, Feng Bujue shrugged disappointedly, returned to the long table, and put down the lantern.
"Let's sort out our thoughts." Feng Bujue lifted up a wooden chair, sat down and said, "The story item that was transferred after the death of the invincible brother should be nearby. We have to find first..."
Ai Ling took out the letter directly and said, "That’s it, but the information it can provide is very limited. It can be inferred that... A friend came to visit him."
"May I have a look?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Of course." Ai Ling handed the letter to him and added by the way: "If you are looking for hidden information such as the first line of letters or Roman pinyin, there is nothing in this letter." She just looked at it slightly. After a while, this point has been confirmed.
Feng Bujue looked at the intermittent letter for a minute, and said: "Players who have read the novel may guess from the content of this letter that this is House of Usher, and players who have not read it can pass This understands some basic plot settings." He returned the letter to Bei Ling: "This item can't be taken out of the script. It seems to be just an ordinary mainline plot annotation product, which basically cannot promote the progress of the game."
Sad Ling said: "Then please explain the current situation in detail. You seem to know the story well, and... the ghost was obviously staring at you and attacking. I was fine with the plot items. This is also for some reason, right?"