Thriller Paradise Chapter 40: Shanchi Haunted House (7)
The time went back to more than ten minutes ago. At that time, Brave Invincible hadn't died yet, and Feng Bujue was still in that cellar.
Feng Bujue knocked on the coffin board and said jokingly: "Hey, Miss Madeleine, are you still there?"
Naturally, he did not expect someone in the coffin to reply with an unpleasant tone: "Get out!"
because he knew it should be empty.
After watching the first episode of the ghost palace, Feng Bujue speculated that the setting of this mansion was probably the Usher mansion in a certain novel. When he came to this cellar at this time, he was even more sure after seeing the coffin and the fifth section of the ghost palace on the wall.
Feng Bujue Bo Wen remembered that he was right, but he hadn't reached the realm of memorability. Except for those things that were swept out of the memory attic as information rubbish, other memories...such as this kind of novels he had read before, he can generally recall about 60% to 70% of the content.
It is impossible for him to stand there and recite the six paragraphs of the Ghost Palace in full after reading the first paragraph. So later he asked Xiao Tan and Brother Long to say some words to remind himself that the two verses in his memory slowly became clear.
Of course, Feng Bujue still remembers the general plot of the novel more clearly.
Many people know the name Edgar Love Lun Poe, he is the founder of detective novels, and his "Murg Street Murder" is considered to be the first real detective novel in modern literature , He used the title "Mystery Fiction" when publishing.
But that was in 1841, and "The Fall of Usher" was written before that story. It was a gothic thriller, full of gloomy black atmosphere.
The plot of the story is roughly like this: Roderick Usher, the protagonist’s old friend, has suffered from a mysterious genetic disease for generations in his family, and the big house he lives in seems to have been bound by a strange curse for hundreds of years. Coming to the House of Usher, it was passed down from father to son, so that the original name of this ancient house has been gradually forgotten by people. This building is equated with this family. When people talk about "House of Usher", they refer to both this mansion and this family.
One day, Roderick wrote a letter to the protagonist. In the letter, he said that he was short-lived, and that the disease had tortured him into a haggard and trance. The unknown terrorist force in Usher's house would destroy his sanity. , Took his life.
The protagonist comes to visit and accompany his old friend, hoping that he will get better. But on the night of the protagonist's arrival, Roderick's sister Miss Madeleine "passed away".
She is Roderick’s only relative in the world, and the only partner for many years. Miss Madeleine was seriously ill for many years and died, but she has been fighting with the illness and has never been bedridden. Roderick's unusually melancholic, almost collapsed mental state was mainly due to her.
Roderick requested that her sister’s body be kept in a cellar for fourteen days before the burial. The protagonist personally helped her friend put Miss Madeleine into the coffin and placed it in the cellar, but no one knew that she was not dead...
Seven or eight days later, Roderick had gone into madness in grief. That horrible night, the protagonist witnessed the terrifying Miss Madeleine appearing in the house, scaring her brother to death, and finally died, while the protagonist fled the House of Usher and saw the building collapse on the mountain. In the pool.
There are many "unscientific" aspects in this story, such as why Madeleine was buried alive without being noticed? How can a woman who has been struggling in the coffin for seven or eight days still have the strength to fight all the way back to the big house? How did the mansion collapse? Local earthquake or directional blasting?
However, readers in the nineteenth century would not ask such questions about a horrible and suspenseful story. On the contrary, in the years after the end of the twentieth century, "professionals" who rely on "excessive interpretation" and "finding faults" as their main business gradually increased in various fields, especially the cultural field. If Poe were to live in the 21st century, any academic liar under the name of "professor" would dare to demean him as worthless. Or it is relying on "deep" interpretation of his works to express some indispensable viewpoints in the original works.
I won’t go into the discussion about this topic, let’s go back to the story.
According to the plot in the novel, this coffin must be empty. Whether or not the ghost that Feng Bujue saw in the tunnel just now is Madeleine’s ghost, her body is no longer in the cellar, but in the big house. .
Feng Bujue pushed open the lid of the coffin, but it was empty without a dead body. He waved his hand to dissipate the raised dust, and then illuminated the interior of the coffin with a flashlight. He quickly found that a line of small characters was engraved on a wooden board at the end of his head, which looked like traces of picking out with his nails.
there is a sentence "he knows" above, there is no punctuation, and the words are skewed. Think about it... There is no light in the coffin, and Madeleine can't see whether the letters she writes are neat or not. She has to maintain a certain posture to carve these on the top of her head, so it's good to be recognized.
[The hidden task has been triggered. 】
Feng Bujue heard the system prompt and immediately opened the menu. At this time, he saw another prompt window covering the front:
【The hidden missions in the script can provide you with considerable rewards, but the difficulty of discovering and completing the hidden missions will be higher than that of the main and side missions. 】
[The system prompts related to the hidden task, including voice, text, and the task content in the menu, are only visible to the player who found the task. If a hidden mission is found in a multi-player situation, the players present will obtain the mission together. Hidden tasks cannot be shared in a delayed manner. After a single or multiple task performers describe the task content to other players, the opponent can obtain the task content and progress in the menu, but it is not regarded as accepting the task and cannot be rewarded for completing the task. 】
[The above prompt only pops up when the player discovers the hidden task for the first time. If you need to read it again, you can search for it in the game description. 】
"In other words...whoever finds out will do it by himself, and then one person will get the reward." Feng Bujuan said, he closed the two prompt windows, and took a look at the task: [Rescue Madeleine Miss Soul]
Feng Bujue said: "Oh...it's such a situation..." He has an inference about the plot in this script, but the question now is how to get out of this cellar?
He raised the flashlight again, and conducted a more detailed search around, but found nothing. He turned his eyes to the coffin again, except for the line of words and some scratches left on the wood, there were no more valuable clues.
Feng Bujue placed the flashlight diagonally inside the coffin, tilted the glowing end to hold it firmly, then bent down and picked up the heavy coffin board from the ground, leaning it against the wall, looking at both the front and back. Again, but there is nothing on this big piece of wood.
"Wait..." Feng Bujue's movements suddenly stopped, and he said, "The person lying in the coffin should be lying on his back, and the lettering should be carved on the coffin board, even if she is worried that someone will ignore it when opening the coffin. Because of the lettering on the lid of the coffin, it was carved on the top of the head, but why didn’t this board even show traces of struggling... The marks of scratches and kicks were all in other places, and the lid of the coffin looked like a new one. Same."
Feng Bujue picked up the flashlight, shone on the coffin lid leaning against the wall, squatted down and stared at the piece of wood, "Um..." He reached out and knocked again, and the coffin lid emitted a normal solid wood. The sound does not sound like a mezzanine is hidden.
At this time, Feng Bujue made a very bold decision (at least for others). He raised the coffin board to cover two-thirds of the coffin longitudinally, then got in by himself, and when he lay down, he supported the coffin lid with both hands and lifted it up hard to restore the coffin to its closed state.
He was lying in it, not feeling very comfortable, not because of psychological reasons, but because the coffin had no built-in cushions, it was pure wood, and he was like sleeping on a hard board bed with nothing.
Feng Bujue put himself in the same position as Miss Madeleine. He illuminated the coffin board with a flashlight and said: "How did you get out..." He said, trying with one hand. He pushed the lid of the coffin.
Unexpectedly, I can't push it now.
"Oh?" Feng Bujue was taken aback. He immediately placed the flashlight next to his neck, put his hands and feet together, pushed it hard, and kicked it again, but the coffin lid remained motionless.
After tossing, he just wanted to stop and take a breath, but saw that the piece of wood facing his face on the coffin lid was slightly raised and gradually turned into a human face.
The gender of that face is difficult to distinguish, and the voice of the face is like an old witch. It said to Feng Bujue: "The dying person, do you want to get out from here?"
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied. He wanted to see what tricks the coffin monster had.
"What can you give me?" the coffin lid asked.
At this time, the system prompt sounded: [You can donate a piece of normal or higher quality equipment to let the monster teleport you back to the space outside the cellar]
"Oh...'you can' donate, right..." Feng Bujue thought: "In other words, I can choose not to donate." He thought: "And... if the player does not meet the conditions As for the equipment, you may not be stuck here, um... there must be some other way."
"Coffin, I don't want to give you anything." Feng Bujue replied.
That face suddenly changed drastically, and the eyes and mouth opened weirdly, becoming extraordinarily hideous. It would be a shock to change ordinary people. However, it only showed the slightly protruding face of the person floating on the coffin board. It was impossible to attack the person in the coffin. At most, it frightened and frightened.
"Then you will be trapped here forever, die in fear and hunger, even if your fingertips are worn to **** blood, even if your toes and knees are broken, it is impossible to break..."
Click, Feng Bujue took out the M1911A1 pistol from the bag~IndoMTL.com~ and opened the insurance.
"Let me introduce you to..." Feng Bujue put his muzzle against the eyebrows of that face: "Some interesting gadgets born after the second industrial revolution."
"The damage your weapon caused to me is not enough to allow you to escape. One or two small wounds are nothing." The coffin lid replied.
"I know you can change and repair yourself, but what about the coffin beside me, above my head, and under me?" Feng Bujue said.
"Hehehe..." The face on the lid of the coffin actually smiled. At the same time, Feng Bujue's handwriting carved by Madeleine on the top of his head and the traces on the surrounding wood disappeared, "As long as I want."
"Well... that's the case, anyway, the mission was received, and the secret of the coffin was discovered, so the details such as the nicks can be omitted, right..." Feng Bujue said, and took the gun away. Up.
"Now, do you want to change your mind?" The coffin lid said again: "Perhaps you can give me the weapon just now, and I will send you out."
Feng Bujue took out the [Western-style kitchen knife] and [Mario's pipe wrench] from the bag almost without stopping, "You have two choices. First, send me back to the big house. End This pleasant conversation." He raised his hand and cut the coffin board with a knife, leaving a mark: "Secondly, I will unload you as firewood."
dozens of seconds later, Feng Bujue reappeared in the big room smoothly, but the location was no longer in the original living room, but in a corridor. There is also a painting on the wall beside him, but it is not a cellar, but an ugly and abstract human face.
He didn’t do anything to stay, he just confirmed that his survival value was still full and his stamina was still a lot left, so he continued to explore...