Chapter Seventy-Eight: The First Attack
However, when it comes to S-level tasks, Lin Feng has no idea of sharing, these temporary teammates are just familiar, and they are far from reaching the point of heart-to-heart.
"I heard what the maid of the Qian family said before, didn't you notice?" Lin Feng casually found a reason.
"It's true that there are people who say that there is something unclean, but I've never seen it, and it sounds unreliable, so you won't believe this nonsense?" Li Xiaoling said with some disdain.
"Even if there are any demons and monsters, I can surpass them", Zhang San showed off his big fist in a casserole, and smiled on his face: "Use my way to influence them." ”
"Okay, that's all for today, why discuss this, it's time to go back, the lights are out here." Zhang Chengwei impatiently interrupted the conversation that seemed unnutritious to him, and hurried out after saying goodbye.
Lin Feng also returned to his residence, a room specially for the little maid, the treatment given by the Qian family to the subordinates was quite good, and everything in the house was complete.
Lin Feng lit the candle on the table, and under the candlelight, the room was much brighter.
Somehow, he always sensed something cold in this room.
After turning around, Lin Feng pulled out a large box from under the bed.
Apparently, it was left by the previous owner of the house.
After opening it, Lin Feng first saw a painting scroll placed on the top.
Slowly unfolding this old-looking painting scroll that had been left for many years, the first thing I saw was a woman wearing a red Luo skirt, wearing a pearl and jade, and standing under the plum tree with a lonely expression.
There is also a poem next to it: "Jun buried the mud under the spring, and I sent the world full of snow." ”
Somehow, Lin Feng always felt as if the woman in the painting had a soul and was staring at him coldly.
Very uncomfortable feeling.
So he closed the scroll and set it aside.
The next one was a ten-inch square wooden box with a lock on it, and after Lin Feng exerted a little force, the wooden box opened.
It was full of dirt, with traces of bright red blood, which was extremely glaring.
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat and he found that this was a big trouble.
This is obviously related to the resentful spirit, and it is not a good collection no matter how you look at it.
But it was already late, and a cool breeze rose out of thin air, the candles went out, and it was pitch black.
Lin Feng felt something attacking behind him, and suddenly flashed to the side, and a cold chill came from his back.
At this critical juncture, an ancient bronze lamp instantly appeared in Lin Feng's hand, the lamp was rusty and extremely simple in shape, and it seemed to be polished by hand.
The only thing that caught the eye was the faint, flickering flame of the wick, but it felt like it would go out in the next second.
Lin Feng slammed on the lamp body, a crisp sound came out, and the flame of the wick suddenly lit up, and the bright light illuminated the entire room.
It's a C-class mystery item, the Everlasting Lamp!
An illusory shadow was reflected, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Lin Feng didn't even have time to see its appearance clearly.
The walls of the room were as if they were non-existent, and they did not act as a barrier in the slightest.
The S-level trial task, Lin Feng knew that it was unlikely to be easy to complete.
With his current means, it would be difficult to deal with the strange shadow just now.
Maybe it's because his cultivation is too low, but fortunately, Martial Dao's intuition is still very useful, and he can detect its attacks in advance.
Lin Feng stopped tapping on the ever-bright lamp in his hand, and the flame of the wick dimmed, but he didn't dare to take it lightly, put the ever-bright lamp at the head of the bed, and slept with his clothes.
As for yelling or going out for help or something, Lin Feng didn't think about it, he couldn't solve it as a player, and those ordinary people in the Qian family's mansion couldn't solve it.
And with the ever-bright lamp in hand, Lin Feng is confident that he has the ability to ensure his own safety under its attack, and he can still run at worst, but he has not done a single run, which is too careful.
He is here to complete the task, no matter how terrible the resentful soul is, he must face it bravely, and he will be done.
Lin Feng threw a large box of things into the courtyard outside, thinking that there were these messy clay painting scrolls under the bed when he slept, and no one could sleep.
In a daze until dawn, there was no second attack, Lin Feng was awakened by a scream, and it didn't take long for the door of the hut to be knocked on.
Lin Feng had to wake up from his light sleep, get out of bed, tidy up his clothes, and open the door.
It was Li Xiaoling who came, she was combing her maid's unique bun hair today, wearing a dress, and her little face was delicate and lovely.
"Lin Feng, hurry up, something happened to Old Man Qian!" Li Xiaoling said anxiously.
"Oh oh", Lin Feng's face did not fluctuate, the old man of the Qian family had an accident, he just didn't know the time, "I almost had an accident yesterday." ”
"What happened?" Li Xiaoling hurriedly asked, very concerned.
"A shadow struck me, but I couldn't see what it looked like, it might have something to do with it." Lin Feng pointed to the big box that was placed in the courtyard outside.
"Shadows?" Li Xiaoling said in surprise: "What kind of shadow? It can't be the resentful soul you talked about yesterday, right? ”
"Maybe", Lin Feng had a bad taste, and his face was a little frightened: "That's a female ghost, with a long tongue, a cloak of hair, blood and tears in the corners of her eyes, scars all over her face, she was disfigured, and there was a cut on her neck, the one who was bleeding..."
As he spoke, Lin Feng suddenly made a grimace, which frightened Li Xiaoling into screaming.
"Okay, I lied to you just now", Lin Feng returned to normal, "Didn't I mention it before, I didn't see anything clearly, it was too fast, and it ignored the obstacles of the wall. ”
"You're such a nasty guy!" Li Xiaoling said angrily, directly gave Lin Feng a small fist, then rolled her eyes, turned around and left.
"Hey, wait for me", Lin Feng picked up the big box in the yard and followed, yesterday the box was only halfway through the accident happened, and he didn't see anything else inside.
The Qian Mansion was very large, and Lin Feng followed Li Xiaoling three times and two times before arriving at a two-story bamboo building in the backyard.
It's also a shame that Li Xiaoling came here a week ago, and she is quite familiar with the backyard of the Qian family, if Lin Feng is alone, he can't touch here.
The bamboo building is exquisitely built, next to it is planted with flowers and trees, it is not like a residence, but like a garden, all kinds of flowers, and away from the noise, a very quiet place.
Generally, the lady of this ancient large family will definitely not live too close to the gate, and the emphasis is on the deep boudoir, and the official name of this bamboo building should be the embroidery building.
There are a lot of wood carved plaques on the bamboo building, among which the south side is the room of the eldest lady, and the north side is the room of Li Xiaoling, who is a maid, all live on the second floor, and the first floor is the piano room and the calligraphy and painting room, and the sandalwood is lit, and the smoke is curling.