Chapter 81: The Haunted House (8)
It took a long time to tinker with the dock on the other side of the high potential before finding another wrench to control the boat's mechanism.
It turned out that this waterway was too long, and it needed to be controlled by two mechanisms at the end of the road to complete the journey, which was really stupid, and it was supposed to be used for backup control in the event of a power outage. The high dive flipped the switch and stood there waiting. The headache-inducing gurgling sound rang out again, and he looked at the next attraction with some boredom.
The next attraction is a wide deep well that descends downward, with a spiral staircase standing in the center of the well and the walls of the well decorated with old-fashioned drawings of eighteen layers of hell. After all this time, the ugly face of the demon is still vivid.
When the gurgling finally stopped, he turned to see that the rusty boat was empty.
Gao Qian was taken aback: "Gui Xiaoqian, Sherlock?" There was only his voice in the silent space, and the water surface without glowing moss was as black as ink, swaying slightly around the boat.
Gao Qian immediately let go of his five senses. Immediately, he found that the range of his five senses was narrower than before. Something was affecting him. What is it? Is it the Great Wizard?
High Dive jumped into the water and ran back to the place where they had parted, stopping at the gates of the castle. He put on the night vision goggles and scanned it carefully, the energy response of the human body in the night vision goggles would be obvious, but he didn't see anything bright.
There were other complex smells in the air besides the rancid stench of black water, but he couldn't tell what it was, the stench obscured all traces.
How could two big living people just disappear like this? There are only two exits in this waterway, and so on, not just two exits, and the high dive looks at the miniature castle next to him, and the dark water flows through the gate to the interior of the castle.
But it was a false castle, and there might be a nest of newborn rats, a sinister grass snake, and all sorts of bugs, but there were no living people, and there was no room to hide a living person. Behind the walls was a pile of gears and pipes for transmission. The waterway flows out of the back of the castle that resembles sandwich biscuits, and rejoins the entire waterway around the city.
Suddenly, the eyes of the high dive fell on the city wall, and several dummy soldiers kept shooting arrows downward, and there were some models of war machines next to them, and a pair of "giant" crossbows were pointing in the direction of the high dive. The high dive jumped onto the castle's drawbridge and climbed up the rough castle walls.
The two-meter-high walls are easy to climb. The high dive rode on the rampart to inspect the bow and crossbow, and several dummies were kicked off by his legs and fell into the moat, without lifting his head.
The trebuchet was just a toy, but the bow and crossbow were newly installed, and although they were painted with rancid black mud, the wooden bow bed inside was brand new when the black mud was wiped out. The shape of the bow is somewhat strange, unlike the common crossbow, the wooden bow frame is carved with strange patterns, the wings of the crossbow are smooth and form a swirl shape at the tip, the arrow groove is now empty, and the bowstring has been released.
The bow frame was fixed to the city wall by an iron frame that had almost been rusted, and Gao Qian took a closer look at the direction of the bow and crossbow, and sure enough, it was the same place where the boat had been moored.
The high dive jumped off the wall and came to the other side of the tank, the setting area opposite the castle. It's a set of piles of wood and cardboard, simulating the treacherous mountains and rivers lined with strange rocks. Of course, there are also a bunch of rough monsters, lights and smoke hidden behind it.
High Potential found a crossbow bolt from a crudely crafted ghost eye. The bolt is very thin, only half the thickness of the thinnest drink straw. The arrowhead is also wooden, but it is extremely hard and sharp, and there is a faint smell of herbs on the arrowhead, and the high potential can't tell what kind of herb it is, but the herbs painted on the arrowhead are never used to save people.
Gao Qian roughly counted the eight thin arrows he could find, and only one was bloodstained. Gao Qian's heart sank, it seemed that someone had been hit by an arrow, but he didn't know who it was, Sherlock or Gui Xiaoqian? He instinctively felt that it was Gui Xiaoqian who was injured, and Sherlock The woman must know how to protect herself.
Now what makes him anxious is whether the poison on the arrow is deadly, whether the injured person is injured to the point, and where the two big living people are hidden.
At this moment, a golden-green fluorescence suddenly emerged from the crack in the wall in front of him. A basketball-sized area was laid out on the wall.
"Gui Xiaoqian, is that you, where are you?" Gao Qian pounced on and banged on the wall, but it was clear that the wall was solid. Then the golden-green moss moved, moving swiftly along the wall like a glowing creature, running high in the water.
When the golden-green moss came up to the dock and along the surface to the deep well, it stopped at the mouth of the well, as if waiting for a high dive.
Gao Qian stopped here as well, he gasped, poured out the water in his shoes, twisted his trouser legs again, and when he looked up again, he had night vision goggles on his eyes. Sure enough, he saw a bright white mass floating above the wellhead, and saw Gao Qian put on night vision goggles, and the light suddenly sank into the wellhead. And the golden-green moss at the mouth of the well was gone.
Sure enough, it was the ancient elf who was playing tricks, where did it want to lead itself? Is it to find Gui Xiaoqian? What is the relationship between it and Gui Xiaoqian? Gao walked to the mouth of the well with doubts, and looked down, the spiral staircase had a strong sense of visual depth, and it looked like it was going to the underground.
The bright white light stopped on the handrail not far away, and when he saw the high-diving probe, it flew up and shook a few times, as if a person had waved his head at him.
Gao Qian stared at it for a moment, and the bright white light swayed casually in front of him, looking like you are not in a hurry and I am not in a hurry.
Gao Qian took a deep breath: "Okay, if you dare to lie to me, I'll pinch you to death." He threatened as he stepped up the spiral staircase descending.
Walking down the spiral staircase, Gao Diver has the illusion that he is walking step by step into the depths of hell. The old-fashioned hellish motifs on the walls of the well didn't affect him, it was something else that affected him. On the night vision goggles, there was light at the bottom of the deep well, and the red one was as bright as firelight.
But when he removed his night vision goggles, he saw nothing. The end of the staircase was pitch black.
Then he saw the entrance to the second floor of the underground floor, where the spiral staircase branched off into a sky bridge, leading to an arch with a black hole in the wall of the well, and above the arch there were several words, Hell City.
Seeing that the high dive stopped here, the bright white light rushed over, jumped a few times in front of his eyes, and flew down a few more times, the meaning was obvious, and he continued to go down.
The high dive ignored it, and he listened attentively.
The bright white light rushed into front of the high dive again, so close that he almost lay on the night vision goggles. Gao Qian waved his hand violently to drive it away, and he walked towards the second-floor Hell City.
"Sherlock said that the Old Elves don't like humans and prefer pranks, so why should I trust you?"
The bright white light jumped up and down behind him a few times, and finally stood still for a few seconds, and then staggered into it.