In the vision, the little blonde girl had a bright smile on her face, holding a colored paintbrush a little awkwardly, and scribbling on the book.

She sat on her legs in an awkward position, and there were two metal child-assisted crutches next to the pile of toys behind her.

The blonde woman sitting next to her, with a kind and gentle gaze mixed with a little pity and sadness, silently stared at the little girl, gently stretched out her palm, and stroked the girl's soft hair.

"Mom, what do you think I painted?"

The girl held up the book, on which were painted two pink figures, one large and one small, were wearing a tutu, making a dancing appearance, she used the book to cover half of her face, looked at her mother with two big watery eyes that were exposed, and said coquettishly: "Mother, when I get better, you have to teach me to dance." ”

The woman's eyes flashed with a hint of undetectable sadness, she blinked, showed a shallow smile, took her daughter into her arms, and kissed her forehead, "... Okay, Alice. ”

The illusion stopped, and as the fog slowly dissipated, the room returned to its decaying and dilapidated appearance.

"It's over?"

Li Ang frowned, glanced at the note in his hand, and muttered, "Hmm... It seems that Alice has polio and her parents can no longer take care of her for some reason.

Is it a couple who went to another place? Or did they sense something unusual in the house and were going to send Alice away? ”

Just as he was deep in thought, there was a sudden rush of footsteps above the ceiling.

Tread on, stomp, stomp, stomp.

The footsteps are so regular, judging from the direction of the sound, the owner of the footsteps seems to be bouncing back and forth on the floor above the ceiling, drawing circles?

Li Ang silently turned off the flashlight, took out the three-edged bone spear, held it in his hand, pointed the tip of the blade at the source of the footsteps, and followed the other party to draw circles.

Suddenly, the sound subsided, and everything was silent, and Li Ang quietly bowed down, holding his spear, and looked up indifferently.

"Squeak-"

A square wooden door embedded in the ceiling slowly lifts open, revealing a dark passage to the room upstairs.

In the moonlight, you can clearly see the fine dust slowly falling from the room above.

In the dead silence, a calf in dirty ballet shoes and dusty white pantyhose protruded from the narrow boarded door passage and slowly rested on the edge of the boarded door.

Then, there is the other calf.

With Leon's keen insight, it was easy to tell that the two legs did not belong to any of his teammates.

As early as when the five players were still in front of the villa, Li Ang had a general understanding of the height, weight, body shape and other data of several other teammates through glance observation.

These two legs, although not as long as the forest cat, are better at the curve level.

It's comparable to a statue, it's very beautiful and beautiful.

Person? Or is it a monster?

Leon hid in the darkness, holding his breath to hide his breath, silently watching the two calves hanging from the ceiling sway back and forth like a pendulum.

In a moment, the two calves seemed to finally make up their minds, and slowly moved forward, jumping down from the wooden door.

Smack.

Two legs fell to the floor of the room, and it took a lot of effort to get back on my feet.

Through the moonlight, Li Ang also saw the other party's appearance clearly.

It was indeed two long legs in ballet shoes, ballet pantyhose and skirts, but the part of the body above the hip bone was missing, and only two slender arms were suspended in mid-air above the long legs.

The palms of those two arms were dirtier than the rest, and the blood scabs and dust that had torn and healed from the wounds were mixed together, showing a dull reddish-black.

The "ballet dancer", who has no body but only hands and feet, continues the ballet dance in the room in an extremely clumsy posture.

Because it has no eyes, it often bumps into tables and chairs, falls to the ground, and looks pitiful and not threatening at all.

"On the left shoulder, above the elbow, there is a mole..."

Leon said silently: "It's the same as Alice's mother in the illusion."

And her current appearance of only four limbs and no torso most likely corresponds to the anomalous organ marked as 'limbs' in the mission target. ”

Leon didn't take the initiative to attack the other party, but cowered by the wall, watching her stand on tiptoe, dance awkwardly, and slowly move to the center of the room.

Then, she roughly made a "bend" movement, leaned down, knelt on the ground, and groped back and forth on the ground with her hands. Seems to be looking for something.

Leon's heart moved, his fingertips rubbed lightly on the note written to Alice, thought for a moment, stretched out his spear, and gently flipped through the pile of debris on the ground with the blade of the spear.

found the fairy tale book that was exactly the same as the illusion just now, picked it up, and threw it smoothly half a meter in front of the opponent.

Soon, the inhuman monster with only four limbs found the fairy tale book. With trembling hands, she picked up the book, flipped to the page with graffiti on it, and fell to her knees curled up in a ball, her hands and feet slowly losing their color and petrifying into a sculpture.

[Anomalous limbs have been removed, and seven abnormal organs remain]

The system beep not only rang in Leang's ears, but also other teammates.

At this moment, the stonemason was standing in a large and bright room.

The doors and windows were closed, the heavy curtains were airtight, and the wall lamps shone brightly, illuminating the rows of shelves that almost filled the room.

"It's solved so quickly,"

The stonemason nodded and said to himself, "It's a pity, I don't know who solved it." ”

He took out two ordinary plastic art knives and held them in his hands, cautiously approached the shelves, and looked carefully, "Here, is it a utility room?" ”

What is placed on the shelves is not ceramic tableware, cultural relics and antiques,

Rather, it's strange things like spider specimens, dried lizards, wild boar skulls, and glass bottles with unknown dark green slime.

There are even glass jars in which malformed unborn lambs are soaked in formalin.

It's hard to imagine that a luxurious and sophisticated estate could have something to do with the weird and bizarre items on the shelves.

"Witchcraft... Is it? ”

The stonemason scanned the shelves and muttered to himself.

His occult attainments are not bad, and the items placed here are all alchemy props in witchcraft.

"The owner of Williams Manor, a wizard? Or take it a step further, the family that owns the mansion itself is a wizarding family... That would explain why the manor is so weird. ”

He muttered, his eyes swept over a row of shelves, and suddenly stopped, staring at a glass jar.

It was filled with a yellowish, transparent liquid, and a thumping human heart was suspended in the liquid.

Underneath the glass jar, there is a label note - Specimen of Mr. Williams' Heart, 10, 8, 1830

The stonemason stared at the pounding heart in a daze, and his breathing became more and more rapid,

He could feel that as Williams' heart grew more and more vibrant, his own heart was slowly shrinking until it was on the verge of sudden arrest.