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The two holes are generally round in shape and have irregular edges.

Feng Bujue looked inside with a kerosene lamp, and found that inside the wall was a pillow-sized space, which was empty, but there seemed to be words written on the wooden board of the wall behind it.

He knocked out the planks between the two holes with a pipe wrench to make a large hole, and then put the kerosene lamp into it, and poked his head in, but he still couldn't see the writing on the wall.

Only the top two of those words were translated, with [incantation] written on them, and the next few lines, as small as a fly's wing, appeared to be a few black lines.

Feng Bujue immediately understood that he had to use a [magnifying glass] here.

He withdrew his head from the wall, didn't probe, just raised his magnifying glass, scanned the contents, and sure enough, in the next second, he could see the translations of the words from the menu, and it didn't hurt to be far away.

【HAKUNA…… MATATA…… From now on...... No worries...... HAKUNA，MATATA！ Simple and easy to remember...... Sing it...... From now on...... You don't have to worry anymore...... It doesn't have to be the same as before...... Resigned...... HAKUNA…… MATATA……】

This line is followed by a sentence with a similar note: an ancient and magical African proverb, a hundred tried.

Feng Bujue finished reading these contents, shook his hand and threw the magnifying glass on the ground: "What about the pit daddy!" Amazing your sister! Such a hunting, dark and disgusting script, this kind of content suddenly pops up, you are going crazy!

Africa, your uncle! Africa is all about eggs here! A serious sue sù me what 'the barrier controlled by the spell', the result is to use African proverbs to crack ah!

Anyway, what kind of plane was the plot just now! If I keep the door closed and don't let that guy in, what will happen next? When I open the door, a wild boar and a mongoose will lead me up to the second floor!

What kind of script is this! The scene is blind, the sound effects are deaf and dog's ears, and everywhere you go, there is a smell like...... The meaning of the world view setting is unclear, and there are many heavy flavor settings. The puzzles are crazy, the rules of puzzle solving are changing, and the hints given are more nonsensical than the other! ”

HE ROARED FOR A WHILE, THEN GASPED FOR A WHILE, AND CURSED A LOT OF NASTY THINGS, IT SEEMED THAT HAKUNAMATATA WAS TOO MUCH OF A STIMULUS TO ......

Ten minutes later, he regained his strength, packed up, and came to the staircase on the second floor. He read the passage he had just said.

The magic array flickered and floated for a few moments, followed by a sound of shattered glass, and a few seconds later, the wall of flesh made of corpse fragments collapsed like an avalanche......

Feng Bujue thought that after the spell was lifted. These things in front of me will disappear, but I didn't expect such a thing to come.

He was buried underneath and cursed: "Madfarkel! (please translate into English yourself)" and crawled out. He was really glad that he had a face outfit and chose to show it. Otherwise, the disgusting smell alone would have made him shout ten such cursed words in a row.

In any case, the passage to the second floor has been opened. It's a progress, at all.

Feng Bujue adjusted his mood, and while singing the spell just now with the melody, he walked up the stairs.

The arrangement of rooms on the second floor is slightly different from that on the first floor, directly above the foyer. It became a room with a door, and the other rooms were about the same location and size.

The doors to those rooms were all closed, and Feng Bu didn't rush to explore, he followed the blood on the ground first. It's like looking at where the synth has gone, and he goes straight to the room directly above the foyer.

This door is shaped differently than all the other doors in this room. The two side by side door panels are made of metal. Even a layman can tell that this is a very expensive metal, which is completely different from the rusty iron door that looks cheap at first glance on the 2nd floor of the basement. The door is more than two and a half meters high, the upper edge of the door frame is close to the roof, and its width is almost as wide as the hallway.

"Hmph...... This size ...... Sure enough, it was designed with monsters in mind to let monsters in and out......" Feng Bujue said, then stretched out his hands, grabbed the two handles on the door and pulled them a few times, "Okay, it really can't be opened." ”

He also guessed that a room like this could only be entered later in the game. So, he went back to the stairs and searched the room closest to the top of the stairs.

At this time, Feng Bujue did not have a "death warning" state, and it could not be ruled out that he would encounter a "door to kill", so he carefully pushed open the door slowly, and took out the iron bar from his bag again to test whether there were any traps in the room.

He had done this before he walked in with the lamp.

In front of me was a bedroom, and it looked quite tidy. The beds are clean, and the sheets and bedding are folded; There are picture frames on the bedside table, and two wardrobes stand on the wall. As downstairs, the windows were closed and it was pitch black outside. There is a small pot on the windowsill with nothing but dirt in it, and there are two reasonable speculations: first, the plants inside have been turned into dirt; Second, the plants inside mutated into some kind of animal and left on their own......

Feng Bujue walked straight to the bedside table and picked up the picture frame. In the frame, there is another faded and yellowed photograph, this time of three people, two young men of fifteen or sixteen, and a mother of about forty.

As with what happened in the study, Feng Bujue looked at the photo for a few seconds, and an image appeared at the right time.

The lightning outside the window indicated that it was a thunderstorm night.

In this very room, a brown-haired teenager sat on a chair beside this bed, and a woman lay on the bed, her face pale and her eye sockets deep. The two held hands tightly, and tears were rolling in the woman's eyes.

Arthur ...... There's one thing mom has to sue you ......"

"I know." Arthur replied, "I'm from the Torture Clan, yes...... Adopted ......"

When the mother heard this, she was silent for a few seconds: "No, you are my child, even if it is not my own, but ......"

"Don't say it, Mom, you don't have to say this, of course I'm your child, always will be." Arthur squeezed his mother's hand.

"You are very smart and strong, your mother is very reassuring to you, you can always take care of yourself." The mother sighed, "But your brother is too kind and too weak, he ......"

"Don't worry, Mom, I only have such a brother." Arthur interrupted, "I'll take care of him." As he spoke, he lowered his head, as if in grief.

Another flash of lightning flashed, and at this moment, the picture gave a close-up of the corner of Arthur's mouth.

He was smiling...... (To be continued)