Chapter 11: The Ridiculous Game
Gu Xiaoxiao was speechless in surprise, obviously feeling that her bones were cold at the moment, Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and pointed at the blonde girl who was facing her with a harmless smile in front of her, her hands trembled, "You...... You ...... "This girl is obviously the girl in the oil painting I just saw!" "Let's play!" It's still the same sentence.
"What's wrong, Tiny?" Xu Xinyang was still looking at the room with his back to Xiaoxiao.
"Xu Xinyang, look!" Xiaoxiao turned around and called Xu Xinyang.
"See what?" Xu Xinyang turned around.
"Look, there's a little girl here." As he spoke, he pointed behind him.
"What's the ...... No, I don't. β
"What? Right behind me, you see......" Xiaoxiao turned around to prove it, but there was no one behind him, and the black cattail props he used to dress up still maintained an elegant posture, "Huh...... It couldn't be ......."
"Are you dazzled?"
"Nope! I really saw it! There's a little girl right here right now, and she's holding my cat's tail! β
"But it's really just the two of us here!"
"Then you heard the voice just now, that little girl has been telling us to play with her!"
"Xiaoxiao, are you too scared and hallucinating?"
"No, not really! And that little girl ......"
"How's the girl?"
Xiao Xiao wanted to say that the little girl was exactly the same as the person in the oil painting hanging on the wall of the corridor just now, with the same blonde hair, the same smile, and the same hand holding the "goat doll". But Xiaoxiao understood that no matter how much he said at the moment, Xu Xinyang would not believe him, so he did not continue to argue.
Xu Xinyang looked at Gu Xiaoxiao, who was hanging his eyes and biting his lip in front of him, with a worried expression, he stretched out his hands, pulled up Xiaoxiao's small hands hanging on his sides, clenched into fists, put them in the palm of his palm, and then wrapped them all in his thick palm.
"Xiaoxiao, with me, it's going to be fine."
Xiaoxiao understands that although Xu Xinyang doesn't believe in himself, he is worried that his heart is real and mellow, maybe he should let go of his heart, maybe it was really an illusion caused by his too much fear just now, don't think so much, just follow him.
"Yes."
Xu Xinyang took Gu Xiaoxiao's hand and began to walk down, "Are we going out?" "A little inquiry.
"Well, it's all weird collectibles here, it doesn't feel good, let's go out first!"
"Okay."
The two walked out of the hall and walked to the place where the oil paintings were hung in the corridor, and Xiao Xiao stopped Xu Xinyang to stop.
"What's wrong?"
"I'll see." Xiaoxiao is still a little worried.
Seeing that the oil painting still remained the way it was just now, I breathed a sigh of relief, I really thought too much.
"Let's have fun!" The girl in the painting suddenly spoke, and the heart that Xiaoxiao had just put down was instantly raised to her throat.
She was dumbfounded, and then a scream, "Ah! Xu Xinyang, who was turning around and continuing to walk outward, heard a small scream, quickly turned around, grabbed the little shoulder who was holding his head with both hands and trembling, staring at the oil painting, "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?" β
"That painting...... That painting ......"
"Painting?" Xu Xinyang looked at the oil painting.
"The girl in the painting has spoken!"
"Huh?" Xu Xinyang was also surprised, but he didn't see the situation of the novel, "This is an ordinary oil painting!" β
"Nope! It's true! I really ......" "Let's have fun......" Before Xiaoxiao finished speaking, a ghostly voice sounded, and this time even Xu Xinyang heard it.
"Listen!" Xiaoxiao was in a hurry, and grabbed Xu Xinyang, "We ......"
"Let's get out of here!" Xu Xinyang took the little hand, and the two of them walked out quickly. Xiao Xiaoshen was afraid that a ghost would catch up behind him, so he walked faster and faster, and gradually ran up, just when he saw the light in the distance getting brighter and brighter, the two of them stopped in a daze.
"This ......" The two men stood at the entrance of the hall, dumbfounded.
They're back in the hall!
However, just now it was clearly going in the opposite direction!
"We've been walking down the promenade, right?" Xiao whispered.
"Well, besides, this corridor leads straight to the gate, and we didn't encounter a junction when we came in, and we didn't have it when we walked just now."
"Uh...... Xu, Xu Xinyang, let's go again! β
"Yes."
The two of them walked again, and when they passed by the oil painting, no one stopped, they didn't even look at it, they walked briskly in a straight line, but they still returned to the hall.
"Ahh This is...... Xu Xinyang, we can't get out! β
Xu Xinyang frowned, held his small hand, and unconsciously exerted his strength.
Xiaoxiao was already scared, but when she noticed that Xu Xinyang was also starting to worry, her mood became more and more unstable.
"We, what are we going to do?"
"There must be someone here ......," Xu Xinyang concluded.
"What ......" Xiaoxiao hadn't finished speaking, but he heard laughter coming from the empty tower at this moment, echoing along the spiral staircase, this laughter was extremely pleasant, even a little ghostly.
"Who?" Xu Xinyang called out.
"Let's have fun!" A little girl appeared in front of the two of them, this girl was wearing a grass-colored cotton parquet skirt, a large skirt to the ankles, the collar and cuffs were lined with pure white fungus and ruffles, her long golden hair was shining, and the "sheep" doll she was holding in her arms looked very old, some places were off the line, and there were conspicuous patches, which looked like it was from someone who was not good at working as a woman.
"Xu Xinyang, this is the little girl in that oil painting!" Xiao Xiao shouted loudly.
"Yes." Xu Xinyang nodded, "Who are you?" What are you doing here? β
"Come play with me!"
"Is that all she can say?" Xiaoxiao whispered to Xu Xinyang on the side.
"Big brother, little sister, come play with me." The little girl spoke up to provide answers to small questions.
"What do you want to play?" Xiaoxiao gradually let down her guard because the little girl in front of her was so cute.
"We've got something to do, let us out." Xu Xinyang said coldly on the side.
"Don't be so fierce to children!" Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to pat Xu Xinyang, then turned around, bent down and wanted to reach out and touch the little girl's head, but was stopped by Xu Xinyang, "Don't touch her!" β
Xiao Xiao was startled, and withdrew her hand, still a little unbearable, "She's a child!" Then he continued to smile and said softly to the little girl: "Little sister, can you sue Sister SΓΉ, how can I get out of here?" β
"Yes." The little girl still squinted and smiled, "But you have to play with me!" β
"Good! What do you want to play? β
"Hide and seek."
"Hide and seek, who's going to be the ghost?"
"Find me, and you'll win. If you win, you can go out, but if you lose, you have to stay here forever and play with me. The little girl's silver-bell-like voice proclaimed absurd rules.
"Good...... Ay? "The problem of being a little hindsight is really innate.
"You promised." The moment she finished speaking, the little girl's figure disappeared.
"Ahh Xu Xinyang, what should I do? β
"......" Xu Xinyang didn't answer, as if he was thinking about something.
"Hmm...... Xiaofa, do you have any solutions? Xiaofa, who had been standing on Xiaoxiao's shoulder, also seemed to be thinking about something, and then flapped his wings and flew back into his small pocket.
"You thought about it for a long time, and in the end you just left it alone!" Little gnashing of teeth. However, Xiaofa didn't respond, and he looked like "what does it have to do with me".
"Forget it, you little bird doesn't seem to be of much use!" The small method of agitation is used, but unfortunately the small method is inviolable.
"Hey." Give up a little.
"There's no way, we can only find her and win the game." Xu Xinyang looked at Xiao Xiaojian.
"Well, that's all there is to it." A small nod.
Xu Xinyang and Gu Xiaoxiao began to walk up the stairs, starting from the beginning, opening the doors of every room they passed by as they went. From the doll's eyes to the half-cut butterfly wings, from the pipe to the music box, there is no little girl in every room.
Think about it, you know how it can be so simple, little thought.
"Anyway, these collectibles are really beautiful, although they are all strange things, they are very tastefully placed, and they match the different cabinets and shelves just right." A little sigh.
"Well, maybe ......" Xu Xinyang seemed to think of something.
"Maybe what?"
"Perhaps, this little girl is hiding in the room where her favorite collectibles are kept!"
"That's right! You have a point! β
Think about it, this little girl always holds a "sheep" doll tightly in her arms! Her favorite should be dolls and puppets. β
"It could also be a sheep."
"Sheep? How can this be collected? β
"If you look at these incredible collections, maybe they are specimens of sheep."
The little head unconsciously fantasized about those bloody sheep specimens, and felt sick to his stomach and wanted to vomit, "Don't say it so terrible, she's just a child!" β
Xu Xinyang didn't say anything anymore and continued to look for it.
"Xu, Xu Xinyang ......"
"What's wrong?"
"Move, move."
"What's moving?"
"Set ...... Matryoshka"
"Huh?"
"The matryoshka doll is moving!" Xiao Xiao was shocked, she stood in front of the door that had just been opened, and Xu Xinyang hurriedly walked over with a shocked face.
This is a room full of matryoshka dolls, a Russian specialty of wooden toys, consisting of several hollow wooden dolls with the same pattern one by one, up to more than a ten, it is usually cylindrical in shape, with a flat bottom and can stand upright. At this moment, these nesting dolls moved unreasonably, and countless nesting dolls separated themselves in the center of their bodies, and then the nesting dolls inside jumped out, one after another, and groups of nesting dolls instantly rushed towards Gu Xiaoxiao with thousands of troops.
"Run!" Xu Xinyang took the little hand that was already stunned, and ran along the revolving ladder soldiers.