Thriller Paradise Chapter 247: Brother (10)
The two holes are roughly round with irregular edges.
Feng Bujue held the kerosene lamp and looked inward, and found that the wall was a pillow-sized space with nothing inside, but the wooden board on the wall behind it seemed to have written words.
He also knocked off the wooden board between the two holes with a pipe wrench, and expanded it into a big hole, then put the kerosene lamp in and poked his head in, but he still couldn't see the writing on the wall.
Only the top two of those words have been translated, and they read [Spell], while the following lines are as tiny as fly wings and look like a few black lines.
Feng Bujue immediately understood that a [magnifying glass] was needed here.
He withdrew his head from the wall and did not probe, he just raised the magnifying glass and scanned the contents. Sure enough, in the next second, he could see the translation of these words in the menu. Lide It doesn't hurt to be farther.
[HAKUNA...MATATA...from now on...no worries...HAKUNA, MATATA! Simple and easy to remember... Sing on... From now on... You don’t have to worry anymore... Don’t be like before... Resignation... HAKUNA...MATATA...]
There is also a sentence with a similar comment at the end of this line: ancient and magical African proverbs, try a hundred spirits.
Feng Bujue finished reading the content, and threw the magnifying glass to the ground with a shake of his hand: "What about cheating! My miraculous girl! You are going crazy when this kind of content suddenly appears in such a dark and disgusting script. !
Africa, your uncle! Africa is a matter here! Tell me solemnly what "barriers controlled by mantras", and it turned out to be broken with African proverbs!
By the way, what kind of plane was in the plot just now! If I close the door and let that guy in, what prompt will I get next? After I open the door, a wild boar and a mongoose will sing and lead me to the second floor!
What kind of script is this? The scene is blind, the sound effects are deaf and dog ears, and it smells like **** everywhere...The world view setting is unclear, and there are many settings with heavy tastes. The puzzles are frantic, and the puzzle-solving rules change when they change. Is there a nonsense? "
He roared for a while. Then he took a breath and scolded a lot of bad words. It seems that HAKUNAMATATA stimulated him too much...
Ten minutes later, he slowed down, cleaned up, and came to the top of the stairs on the second floor, opening his mouth and reciting the sentence just now.
The magic circle flickered a few times. Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of glass being broken. A few seconds later, the fleshy wall of corpse fragments collapsed like an avalanche...
Feng Bujue originally thought that after the spell was lifted, the things in front of him would disappear, but he didn't expect it to happen.
He was buried underneath. He cursed: "Madefakel! (please translate into English by yourself)" and crawled out. He was really lucky that he had facial equipment and chose to show it. Otherwise, the nausea in the smell alone would make him roar ten such curses in a row.
In any case, the passage to the second floor has been opened, which is considered progress at any rate.
Feng Bujue adjusted his mood and sang the spell just now in line with the melody. While walking up the stairs.
The arrangement of the rooms on the second floor is slightly different from that on the first floor. Just above the entrance hall, there is a room with a door. The location and area of the other rooms are roughly the same.
The doors of those rooms were all closed, and Feng Bujue was not eager to explore. First, he followed the blood on the ground, as if to see where the synthetic man went, and he came directly to the top of the hall. s room.
The shape of this door is different from all the other doors in this room. The two door panels close together are made of metal. Even a layperson can see that this is a very expensive metal, which is completely different from the rusty and cheap iron gates on the 2F underground. The height of this door is more than 2.5 meters, the upper edge of the door frame is close to the roof, and its width is almost as wide as the corridor.
"Huh...this size...is it really designed to allow monsters to come in and out..." Feng Bujue said, and stretched out his hands. Grabbing the two handles on the door and pulling it a few times, "Well, I can't open it."
He also guessed that a room like this can only be entered late in the game. then. He returned to the stairs and searched from the room closest to the top of the stairs.
At this time, Feng Bujue did not have a "death warning" status, and he couldn't rule out the situation of "opening the door to kill". Therefore, he slowly opened the door carefully and took out the iron from his suitcase again. Kong, go and test if there are any traps in the room.
After he finished this, he walked in with the lamp.
There is a bedroom in front of me, and it looks quite neat. The bed is very clean, the sheets and bedding are all folded; there are photo frames on the bedside table and two wardrobes on the wall. Like downstairs, the windows were closed and it was pitch black outside. There is a small flowerpot on the window sill. There is nothing but soil in it. There are two reasonable guesses: first, the plants inside have become soil; second, the plants inside have mutated into some kind of animal, and then leave by themselves Up...
Feng Bujue went straight to the bedside table and picked up the picture frame. In the frame, there is another faded and yellowed photo. This time it is of three people, two boys aged fifteen and sixteen, and a mother about forty years old.
Similar to what happened in the study, Feng Bujue looked at the photo for a few seconds, and an image appeared in due course.
The lightning outside the window indicated that it was a thunderstorm night.
In this room, a brown-haired teenager was sitting on the chair next to the bed. A woman was lying on the bed with a pale face and sunken eye sockets. The hands of the two were squeezed tightly, and there were tears in the woman's eyes.
"Arthur...something~IndoMTL.com~Mom must tell you..."
"I know." Arthur replied: "I am a member of the Xing Clan. I was...adopted..."
The mother was silent for a few seconds after hearing this: "No, you are my child, even if it is not my own, but..."
"Stop talking, mom, you don't need to say this, of course I am your child, and always will be." Arthur squeezed his mother's hand.
"You are very smart and strong. Mom is very assured of you. You can always take care of yourself." Mother sighed: "But your brother, too kind and too weak, he..."
"Don't worry, mom, I only have one younger brother." Arthur interrupted: "I will take care of him." He said, lowering his head, seeming to be in grief.
Another lightning flashed. At this moment, the picture gave a close-up of Arthur's mouth.
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