When they saw the notebook, their first reaction: Ono's mother left it!

Qian Fugui subconsciously took a step forward.

He had just stepped on the wooden floor of the collection room when the incandescent light suddenly turned off.

The interior is not completely darkened, but has a faint green fluorescence, which clings to the white walls, showing a twisted and strange pattern.

“…… That's what your mom likes, too? "Money is rich and has a black line.

He doesn't quite understand what he likes to eat "wood chip fish", and her taste in decoration style convinces him:

Palm-sized grimaces appeared in the fluorescence, the smell of fishy sweetness in the air became more and more intense, and the strange atmosphere echoed with a sigh......

This is special, it's in a haunted house???

He looked at Ono inquiringly.

The boy was very calm, his face was reflected in fluorescent green, and when he looked up and looked at Qian Fugui, he looked like a ghost in a classic clip.

Ono blinked, tiptoed, and put his hand in the mouth of a plaster man.

Everyone could hear the crisp flip of a button.

White lights reappear.

The strange things just now left the scene one after another.

"She likes to joke with guests, it's just small, small pranks." Ono explained seriously, "She has a good relationship with her father, and her father agreed to her doing this, and he helped arrange it." ”

Lan Shuying listened silently and thought:

This is not the first time he has emphasized the affection of his parents.

There is a phenomenon that the more a person lacks something, the more he wants to show off his superiority in this area. Is there a reason why Ono has repeatedly said such things?

If the appearance of his parents quarreling or even fighting in his dream is the norm, and the so-called "husband and wife love" is just his unilateral fantasy......

Or is this perception also a memory that has been deliberately instilled in him by some people?

She pointed to the notebook, "Can we take a look at this?" ”

Ono made a gesture of please.

Qian Fugui immediately rushed forward as if he had taken off the reins.

If a player suddenly becomes aggressive, be sure to think about the quest and rewards - just after they officially enter the villa, the second round of the hidden quest has arrived:

[It doesn't hurt you to learn as much as you can about Ono's family situation.] 】

An inexplicable word.

No punitive, no reward.

However, there seems to be no wiser choice than to follow its prompts. At least in the eyes of Qian Fugui.

He rushed to the side of his chair, fingers scratching at the edge of his notebook.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

I haven't picked it up yet!

Lan Shuying asked him strangely, "Is there glue underneath?" ”

Qian Fugui's face turned red.

"That...... It's fixed, I can't pick it up! ”

Coupled with the book whose shell is only two centimeters thick, it is set off by his posture, and it is hard to make a feeling of taking a sword in the stone.

Lan Shuying had a guess.

She went over and tried to pick it up, and felt like the notebook was growing into a table, with only a little bit of a hard shell at the edges.

Of course, they also want to flip through it directly.

However, the cover is box-like, it wraps the page on the right, and the top layer can't be turned at all, to be precise, it can't be broken.

Ono looked at them suspiciously.

Before she could speak, he came over by himself, and easily grabbed the notebook in his hand - it looked like it was a very ordinary hard-shell book, with no gum and no mechanism.

But it seems to have eyes, and only recognizes its own little master, and resolutely does not let outsiders peep into the mysteries.

There are three words written in Qian Fugui's eyes: Haunted?

He can understand Piao's existence, but isn't this plane a monster invasion? How,A book can also play the trick of "recognizing the master"?

You want me to run away from the famine at the end of the day, and suddenly do magic for me?

It's unreasonable!

"You guys aren't funny......," Ono said aggrievedly.

He thought the two of them were deliberately teasing him.

Qian Fugui was almost anxious, Lan Shuying held him down and told Xiao Ye what he had just experienced.

The child looked incredulous.

She said sincerely: "We are friends, how could we deliberately play such a prank with you?" Think about it, we sent you home from so far away just to fight with you and find a way to deal with the monsters. ”

"This notebook was left by your mother? Did she cast a spell on it? She said she had no ill intentions, just wondering why it was happening.

Ono muttered, "My mother did study mystical powers, she studied theology, but many people said that her thesis was unrealistic, and some people called her crazy. ”

He flipped through the notebook, and there was a hint of joy and smugness in his tone: "If you really can't open it, only I can, then it means that her research is right, and those people are wrong!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it must be."

The two of them leaned up to see what was written in the notebook.

It's all blank paper.

Not a single word can be seen in every single one.

This time there was no discrimination, and Ono couldn't see the words either.

The notebook must have some kind of use when it is placed in such an obvious position, but the clue is broken here.

Lan Shuying remembered the paper she just said, and pushed Qian Fugui: "He is very interested in theology, maybe he can understand what your mother wants to express, is her thesis here?" ”

Qian Fugui suddenly said: "Oh, that's right! My whole family is religious, and I grew up believing in it! ”

The corners of Ono's mouth twitched slightly.

Not so long ago, this man said that he would no longer be religious after his death...... Forget it, he's a big living person anyway, so let's assume he believes it.

"In the study, you come with me."

The two quickly swept through a stack of printer paper and learned more about Ono's mother.

In short, she believes that if one is religious enough, one can borrow strength from the gods of faith—not the potential stimulated by faith, but the real mystical power.

She repeatedly preached this view, which eventually attracted ridicule and criticism from countless people.

Ono chased after him and asked Qian Fugui, do you believe it.

Qian Fugui turned the last page, the analysis and experiments in it made him dizzy, but it didn't matter, just look at the results, he muttered: "I can't even hold a book from her, what else don't you believe?" You say that she is the reincarnation of Mary, and I believe her. ”

Lan Shuying finished scanning these words and did not speak.

The paper was taken out of a drawer, and inside was a stack of papers, sketches, from which the shoulders were visible, including a crooked tie.

"Is this also her work?" She asked.

Ono said yes, and generously showed it to them.

The painting is an oriental face, not the father of Ono in the oil painting on the first floor, and I don't know who painted it, and the signature is a capital letter, J.

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