Upon entering the fourth room, the first thing Douglas noticed was the extremely opulent interior décor. The light-colored wallpaper is embellished with large clusters of floral patterns, which is both elegant and rich in visual experience.

At this time, they were in a large suite, with a living room in front and a corridor connecting the bedroom at the end.

The living room is furnished in a large number of dark red mahogany and unique and deep yew wood, with intricate carvings on the supporting quadrips. The chair, half lion and half eagle beast submissively supports the chair, the swan's slender neck supports the armrests, and the symmetrically carved laurel and palm leaves on the back of the chair are surrounded by a shield-like noble emblem, the main body is the capital letter "G" composed of gears and chains, supported by two intersecting muskets, both framed by an equilateral triangle cast in bronze and surrounded by a decorative flowing ribbon.

These carvings are adorned with large pieces of gold, and the eyes of beasts and animals shimmer with a colorful white glow of mother-of-pearl, giving people a physical sense of "eye-catching".

What a local tyrant, I like it so much...... It is impossible for a person to be resistant to shiny precious metals! If it weren't for the strange situation right now, Douglas might have been tempted to pick at the leg of his chair or something.

Now he is not much taller than a dining chair, and his height has disappeared out of thin air by dozens of centimeters. Douglas looked down at his hands that had shrunk several times, the calluses on their palms replaced by soft skin, which made him suspect for a moment that this room was Rossell playing with the "Dead Schoolboy" meme.

Perhaps there is a dead man Russell lying in the bedroom at the end, waiting for everyone to solve the mystery of his death.

And such a noticeable change in himself, Douglas has no impression of the process of this change. With a thought in his mind, he used the ability to "master frost" and his own spell-like spells to condense a smooth frost mirror, and with the help of reflection, he saw his current appearance, that is, he was in his early tens.

Vanna, who was also aware of the anomaly, approached Douglas almost immediately, frowning and looking at her own reflection in the frost mirror.

Her appearance has also obviously changed to that of childhood, and her cheeks are even a little baby fat, and she is very cute and bulging, which makes people want to reach out and pinch it.

It doesn't seem impossible to pinch it.

As soon as Douglas raised his hand halfway up, Vanna looked back with a warning look of "you try it" as if she had a feeling.

The former made a one-arm loop without changing his face, and in an attitude that no one would be embarrassed if I didn't feel embarrassed, he put his hands together and smashed the frost mirror with a "snap", and said calmly: "Is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

Vanna shook her head: "...... Perhaps this change is not really happening to us, nor is it a step back in time, but just some force that interferes with our judgment. Like, like a big illusion. ”

"Illusion,......" Douglas muttered noncommittally. Both he and Vanna have the ability to create illusions to confuse enemies, and it stands to reason that they also have some benefit in identifying illusions.

After thinking for a moment, Douglas drove the "wriggling hunger" to switch souls, trying to arouse the "power of the dawn" that could strengthen itself and see through illusions. A faint silvery-white glow illuminated their faces, but it didn't restore them to their original state.

However, Douglas also believes that he is not really getting smaller or rejuvenated. The best evidence of this is that the clothes on their bodies, even the "wriggling hunger" in the form of gloves, have been cooperatively reduced in size to fit their current physique.

If it is said that time is reversed, and the clothes degenerate into a silkworm chrysalis or cotton thread is the normal operation, and the "wriggling hunger" may be able to crawl out of a former Aurora Divine Messenger.

"Think of Russell in those rooms before," he said, "and he looked like silhouettes cut out of different periods of time in a history book, craftsmen and officers...... Now this room may be applying the same logic to us. ”

In the first room is Russell, who "invented" the tarot card, in the second room is Russell, who makes the steam engine, and in the third room, Rosell, an officer who fights in the Northern Continent, and asks to help the other party capture the fortress occupied by the old aristocratic army.

Incidentally, because Douglas took advantage of the fact that "Wriggling Hunger" was able to open the door and travel, and let the elite troops smuggle into the fort to carry out the decapitation tactic, they also passed through the third room, which should have been extremely difficult, smoothly and quickly.

There are subtle similarities between their current state and "Russell in the room", but this resemblance alone makes Douglas unable to judge and process his own changes.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at Antigonus, who had a worried sense of existence.

A little further away from the two, Antigonus, whose face was already old and youthful, remained silent.

He was also smaller, but his appearance and temperament did not change at all, and he did not seem to be bothered by this condition at all.

As Douglas looked at him, he turned his head slightly and returned his gaze with a calm, cold gaze like inorganic.

This caused Douglas to quickly retract his gaze and secretly wonder if the angels were divided into two categories, the former being Amon and Medici, and the latter being Ulorius and Antigonus.

After a few silent words, he put aside the doubts in his mind for a moment and began to check the living room with Fanna to try for clues.

In Douglas's view, although the authenticity of this "Russell Treasure" still needs to be verified, this kind of game-level clearance room and the setting of his own experience as the mystery and mystery are indeed in line with the logic of Russell's behavior in his cognition, or Huang Tao.

Compared with second-hand historical materials, the handwritten diary can undoubtedly reflect Huang Tao's character more truly.

It's a pity that the Russell researchers in this world scratched their heads and failed to decipher the so-called "ciphertext".

In short, Huang Tao is a person with a wide range of hobbies, full of self-confidence, and daring to try, and he also has a sense of alienation and scrutiny like playing games when he approaches the world, which is probably the root of many of his bad tastes, such as crazy memes, self-proclaimed Julius Caesar, first republican and then restoration, and so on.

Entire script-like venues like this are waiting for thirteen people to fall in, and then in each room they are forced to watch his life and experience to be decrypted......

It feels like Russell calls his followers the "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse" and tells them "Do you want treasure?" Then go to the end of the misty sea to find it! "It's the same nature.

Guessing from this logic, it's always right to search the room first when you don't have a clue, it's like an RPG game is stuck and you always have to talk to each villager and turn over a few gold coins from someone's box by the way, which is a fixed process.

As the two approached the hallway at the end of the living room, a deep male voice came from the deep bedroom: "Children? Come on, it's storytelling time. ”

"Children" ...... Douglas and Vanna stopped their movements and looked at each other, and immediately clarified the setting of the room by this special title:

The shrinkage of the three of their bodies is probably to correspond to the three sons of Russell in history, "Charles", "Bernadette", and "Bonova", and the next step is to communicate with Russell in this capacity and find a way to clear the customs.

Huang Tao, Huang Tao, you just want to be a father to everyone here, right? While recalling the part of Russell's diary that mentions the three children, Douglas motioned for Vana to take the lead and whispered, "It is said that Russell is more fond of his daughter...... You, do you want to try it? ”

Vanna glanced at him, then at the heavy mahogany dining chair beside her, as if she was considering whether to pick up the chair and slap him against the wall.

When a mature adult suddenly wants to play the role of a child, it is inevitable that he will feel powerless.

But she finally lived up to the "clown" potion she had completely digested. After a few attempts and adjustments, Vanna's chin was slightly raised, her lips pursed slightly, and her expression carried a kind of pampered child's solemn and splendid temperament, and her walking posture also mimicked a restrained sense of excitement, both the pride of feeling that she had grown up and no longer so dependent on her father, and the obvious yearning for new stories, which she couldn't wait to hear.

Douglas, who was shocked by her acting skills, suddenly raised his hand and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, inevitably wondering if Vanna's self-familiar and lively personality was also part of her acting skills......

Although the two of them have known each other for half a month, the sudden change of appearance and personality of the people around them and the fact that they become strangers will always arouse the fear instinct of human beings.

However, it was a little early to dwell on this issue, and Douglas had not forgotten that he had been dragged into the so-called "fog of history" by Vanna before he came to the inexplicable "Russell Treasure", and the benefits of mutual cooperation were now greater than mutual suspicion, so he quickly suppressed his emotions and calmly followed behind Vanna, through the arched porch, and into the bedroom.

Brass stands tall and adorned with strings of crystal beads, illuminating the room with warm light refracted by pure natural crystals. Dressed in a bright red quilt, Russell was leaning on the edge of the bed surrounded by layers of heavy curtains, holding a book in his hand and flipping through it casually.

Noticing their approach, Russell looked up, his gaze visibly pausing when he touched Vanna, who was walking in front. He sat up a little straighter to make room, patted the bed, and smiled briskly, "Come here, my little princess, Daddy has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

A smile immediately bloomed on Vanna's face, who was fully in the state, and quickly stepped forward and sat down next to Russell, probing his brain into the book in his hand, and asked calmly, "What story do you want to tell today?" ”

"Today, Daddy is telling a very, very distant story—"

Russell bent down dotingly so that Vana could lean against him to see the contents of the book, and then he remembered that there were two more "children", so he raised his head casually, his blue eyes swept over Douglas and Antigonus at will, and said to them both in a flat tone: "Sit down, listen carefully." ”

Douglas, who had long known that this was a daughter, nodded, and brought a chair from the dresser to Russell's right-hand side; Antigonus sat directly at the end of the bed, not approaching, but his gaze also fell on the book in Russell's hand.

From Douglas's point of view, you can already see that the simple pictures of lines and color blocks in the book look like elaborate picture books.

Seeing that the "children" were seated, Russell pointed to the pattern and told in a colorful voice: "Once upon a time, there were ten suns on the earth...... The rays of these ten suns were so hot that they soon made people dizzy and thirsty, and even the crops and trees on the ground were on fire......

Seeing this, a priest performed a ritual and pleaded with the sun to return to its proper position away from the earth. However, the people here have always regarded the sun as a god, and this offense to the gods led to the priest's expulsion from the church, his wife was implicated, and the two had to return to the countryside to hunt and farm for a living.

But the sun was so hot that the animals hid, and there were not many plants left, and the days soon became too late. The priest's wife remembered that there was a legend that there was a potion in the mountains to the southwest that could make people immortal and become angels. She thought that as long as she drank this potion, she would be able to go to heaven far away from the arid earth, and she would no longer have to suffer and be tired.

So the wife asked the priest to find the magic potion. The priest felt guilty that he had caused his wife to be a burden, and now that he had the opportunity to make amends for his wife, he immediately set off......"

After listening to a few words, Douglas immediately recognized that this was a fairy tale of another world with "Chang'e Running to the Moon" as the main body.

Obviously, Russell's relationship with the Church of the Eternal Sun is not very harmonious, although the demon has changed the part of "Hou Yi Shoots the Sun", but even telling stories to children does not forget to secretly damage the Church of the Eternal Sun that likes to "praise the sun".

In short, Hou Yi, who had become a priest, crossed the flaming mountains, crossed the black water that even swimming fish would sink, and climbed the high mountains covered with rice grains to obtain a potion from the beautiful female gods who ruled the south.

Combining the keywords of the southwest, the rice in the mountains, and the female gods, Douglas has reason to suspect that the role of the "Queen Mother of the West" here was given to the "Mother Earth Goddess" by Russell.

The pages of the picture book are turned, and Russell's narration continues.

When the goddess heard the priest's intention, she generously gave him the potion, and the priest set out on his return journey with satisfaction.

The wife was overjoyed to see the priest return home with the potion, and she couldn't wait to leave the misery with her husband. But at this time, the church suddenly ordered the priest to go to the capital to receive divine revelation. Although the life of the priest of the Ten Suns was not easy, he believed in his god after all, so he was ordered to leave his home and go to the capital.

Now the wife had to wait patiently and anxiously for the priest to return. But the ten suns did not disappear or weaken the light, the priest had not returned for a long time, life was still difficult, and his wife had to try to control her desire for potions.

"Hope is close at hand, but it is not available, and every minute and second spent in this way becomes a kind of torture for the wife.

Finally, after another night of waiting for her husband to return home only to be disappointed, the wife could no longer bear it.

She thought that after all, the priest still regarded the god as more important than herself as a mortal, so she had not heard from her for so long. She had lost the courage to wait, or rather, if she waited any longer, she didn't know if she still had the courage to drink the potion and betray her husband and go to heaven alone.

"Under the watchful eye of the dark night, the wife drank the potion in one gulp......"

A large swath, blackened to indicate that it was night, and a stick figure holding something and looking up is prominently displayed in the center of the frame, with colorful stars above her head and a full red moon surrounded by stars.

Russell's finger first touched the position of the stick figure, and then slowly moved up against the page, pointing to the red full moon, and said the end of the story in a final tone: "At last, she really went to heaven, far from the earth and the sun, as she wished...... Also far away from the people she loves. ”