Chapter 2 The first time to lead the team out of the magic house, the haunted house
Behind the ornate door is an invisible black and gray passageway, and the rectangular corridors of different houses present an oval void. Not only is it bottomless, but it is also difficult to distinguish the direction, I don't know whether it is moving forward, or it has been biased to the left and right, or even if it is actually downward.
The shadow of the sun accelerated violently, then stopped violently and accelerated backwards. Everyone shouted and chased all the way, and saw the oncoming sun shadow stop suddenly, and one by one couldn't stop, hitting the people in front of them.
"Why did you come back all of a sudden?" asked Mitton, sitting on the floor.
"Can't be separated. Sunshadow turned his head and said coldly.
"Isn't it true that Brother Shadow often says gentle words so seriously?" Mott gently teased Sunshadow, who was standing at the forefront.
"Are you looking for death, dare to tease Brother Shadow?" said Melson, holding up the giant and reaching out to Mott.
"Are you lonely? No one is teasing......
You didn't get the words out of your mouth when you were startled back by the sudden appearance of the door that creaked open.
"Why did the door appear all of a sudden?" the crowd wondered. Miton asked.
"It was supposed to be able to manipulate the space, and I wanted to separate us, but now that I have achieved part of my purpose, I opened the door. Law and the ghost were separated. Sunshadow explained as she looked in the direction she seemed to have come, her cold voice tinged with imperceptible anxiety.
"What?" the crowd was shocked.
Robert and the Ghost, who are well-informed and capable, are separated from the small team, undoubtedly offloading a large part of the team. The others were basically reckless men who relied on brute force, and the four people who were surrounded by the sun and their nerves began to tense up, and they were also a little anxious. After all, this is the first time he has led people out of the group independently, if it is damaged...... He clenched his fists hard.
"Let's go in. Sunshadow said with a cold chill. Slowly walk towards the ornate dark pattern of the wooden open door that suddenly appears.
Mott and his party, feeling the anger emanating from Sunshadow's body, also became serious, putting away the relaxed and playful mentality from when they entered the door. The four of them exchanged glances, some worried, some helpless, and some frightened......
Brother Ying got angry, very terrifying...... The eldest brother went back and found out...... and will abuse them...... It's nothing to punish them for cleaning the toilet for a month...... In case the penalty is to feed that wolf...... Then it's dead.
"Brother Shadow, why don't we go back to them?" asked Miga by touching his head.
"Stupid, didn't Brother Ying say it, there is space to manipulate here, even if you go back, it is impossible to return to the original room. Besides, the third brother is so smart, he will be fine. Isn't it?Brother Shadow?" Mi Jian pretended to inadvertently test the person who was obviously a little chill in front of him.
Don't be angry, the last time he saw the angry Sunshadow killing a group of people, it was a nightmare, that cold figure, but in an instant, corpses were all over the field, and there were broken and splashed corpses everywhere. If it weren't for the boss, he wouldn't dare to imagine it......
"Yes. Sunshadow replied lightly, he wasn't worried about Robert and the ghost in the first place, he was anxious about the group of people in front of him. In this house full of mysteries, the biggest enemy is no longer this house, it is a dependence on the eyes and the body, and these people in front of them are all like this.
The scenery behind the door is really amazing, it is a vast wasteland,
A castle with a high tower and deep shadows. The gray wall, in the dim space, has a blur. The window of the black hole, in the already dim space, is very dazzling, as if it has been sucked in after a long time, and the black spire is submerged in the darkness, I don't know if it is the sky or the roof in its own space. exists in a space where it shouldn't be. Neither old nor dilapidated is enough to describe its decay.
Sunshadow and the others stood in front of the castle and looked up, somewhat at a loss.
"What the hell is this?" asked Miga, patting his head, seemingly unable to comprehend what he was seeing.
"Brother Shadow, what are you seeing? After what had just happened, Mott had already guessed that the sun shadow and the scenery they had seen were not the same. It seems to be seeing what the room really looks like. What they see is derived from the actual item. The room just now was a mermaid's doll, so the sea appeared. What will be in the current housing prices, and the derived fantasy is this deep castle, like a haunted house.
The sun shadow entered the room, and the scenery in front of him never stopped. One will see the castle, the next will see a black mist, and the next will see a badge with unclear lines. Hearing Mott's inquiry, he shook his head.
"Can't you see clearly?" Mott asked as he saw Sunshadow shake his head, his face changing slightly. Judging by the amazed looks on the faces of the other people, they were all already phantoms. Robert and the ghost, the two people who specialize in this area, are not there, if they can't even see the only shadow of the sun that can be seen clearly. The situation of that group of people is really worrying.
"It's vague. Closing his eyes, Sunshadow's voice said slowly, "The castle intermingled with other images. The power here is stronger than in the previous room. "Calmed the restlessness that was rising. He opened his eyes. Sharp and clear, step forward decisively.
"Let's take a look at the fantasy. Don't act rashly. Sunshadow suppressed her voice and said solemnly.
As the group walked forward, Sunshadow pushed open the stone door with a creaking spire embossed with an intricate pattern of irises. A smell of old came to my nose. The gray foyer makes people look unreal, but it does not prevent the grandeur of the space. A huge glass crystal chandelier hangs from the huge ceiling whose height is invisible. The heavy staircase on both sides snaked in the air, and it was unknown where it led. There are also two cloisters covered with scarlet carpets to the left and right, with no end in sight.
The group hesitated a little. The corridor on the left is in a quiet space, and some strange music suddenly comes through. The group looked to the left in unison.
"Brother Shadow, are you going?" Miga asked everyone's hearts in a humble manner. Everyone looked at the figure standing in front of them, a little short and thin.
Sunshadow nodded. "It is advisable not to disperse. ”
After getting started, the illusion has not declined at all, but has become a little stronger, and the thick sense of realism seems to be directly beyond a new place. But in fact, it is absolutely impossible to have such a huge teleportation array, teleporting a few people, and a few people are unaware.
Even if he didn't notice it, Mott shouldn't be unaware. Sunshadow looked at Mott, who was also grim-faced
"Mott, your highness. ”
Sunshadow cautiously drew his long knife from his back and cautiously led the team forward. Mo Ting nodded and took out his sword to protect his side.
The cloister on the left is endless, and strangely enough, after stepping inside, the original light of the candles is increased a little, as if to allow visitors to see the strange oil paintings on the walls of the cloister.
A frontal portrait of a family lineage. These men and women have a very similar hooked nose, and their eyes are gloomy, excessively emaciated, pale and gloomy. What is even more bizarre is that the paintings are all dressed in black clothes and hats, and there is no ornate attire, not even ornamentation, and there is a huge gap between the delicate frame of the framed golden relief irises.
"It's ugly. Ugly makes people feel that they are not human. But the painting is good. Melson squinted his eyes and savored it. "It feels like it should come from a master, and from the beginning onwards, the era is getting newer and newer. The old man's painting in the first picture, I dare say, is at least 500 years old. It's just in this kind of space, and it's still so well preserved. ”
"You can't be mistaken. Sunshadow squinted at the eeriely colored portrait that Melson was pointing at, thought for a moment, and then spoke. "But it's not a real space. ”
"Yo! Brother Ying believes in this kid's vision so much. Maybe this guy is blowing it," Mott said teasingly as he reached out and touched Merson's soft black curls, which were a little upturned.
", you vulgar creature doesn't see it, you think I'm just like you. Melson knocked away the hand rubbing his head, lifted his chin slightly, looked at Mott with disdain out of the corner of his eye, and continued. "I've seen more good things than you've ever eaten, can I be wrong? Brother Ying still knows how to do it. ”
"Okay, I know that you are the young master, look at your villain's ambition! Brother Ying also said casually, you really climbed the pole. No shame. Mott grimaced.
Melson's face turned slightly red after hearing this, and without saying a word, he pulled out the giant sword behind his back and turned it over.
"You two are finished, aren't you?" Mi Jian drank in a rare seriousness. The head is tilted back, and the eyes are looking in the direction of the drawing.
As he spoke, the Japanese shadow was already standing in front of the oil painting, taking a closer look. He took out a silver dagger with a narrow blade from his bosom, and the thin narrow blade of the dagger was engraved with some words, which were too small to be seen in a faint light.
At this point, one end of the dagger is already pierced into the face of the person in the painting. The paint of the oil painting began to melt, the face showed a frightened expression, and what was even more strange was that the other oil paintings also showed the same change.
"Ahhhh
The music at the end of the side corridor suddenly became stronger, and in the original monotonous and eerie tune, accompanied by the singing of human voices, there were no lyrics, just a sharp voice, ahhhhhh
Everyone who had been quietly looking at the oil painting was shocked.
"When I went, I thought it was these paintings. Why, there was a sudden sound on the other end. Frightened, Lao Tzu trembled. Miga patted his head in disgust. "Brother Ying, what the hell is going on, the real ink in this ghost place, it's really better to just make a mistake and make a plan. ”
"Your big head is full of air, so don't talk. Wait!" Mi Jian slapped Miga's head with his hand.
Sunshadow didn't answer, but pulled out the silver dagger with the narrow blade inserted in the painting, carefully put it back in his arms, and took a step back into the middle of the hallway, where not only the oil painting melted, but also the frames and wallpaper began to melt.
"It should be the same as before, the illusion falls on a certain object, but the space here is huge, and the landing point may be more complicated. Sunshadow began to walk in the direction where the sound from the side porch came, speaking calmly as she went. "I tried this painting, and it was probably just one of them, weaker than the puppet given to Shadow. Be careful ahead. Walk. ”
Everyone's expressions tightened, put away the smiling expressions, and cautiously shook the weapons in their hands. All of the people present were experienced in a hundred battles, and a sense of killing spread in an instant.
The corridor that was originally very long unexpectedly became very short, and after a few steps, I stepped out from the space where the candle flame was dim and stepped into an even darker space, which was unexpectedly vast, and it was a small theater.
About a dozen rows of two-seater chairs in delicate dark red velvet cloth are equally spaced in front and back, juxtaposed in five rows. They were standing right at the side entrance in the center.
Looking down is the magnificent stage, and the curtain has been raised. Those slightly harsh voices came from there. The stage was empty at this point. Looking up, there are VIP seats hanging from the wall. From a distance, you can see the corners of the luxurious chairs in the VIP seats.
While everyone was looking around, the lights on the stage suddenly turned on, and a bright light hit the center. I don't know when a female singer wearing a silver half-mask will appear in the center. The sharp voice was once again a little stronger, so that several people with excellent hearing couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Immediately, the bright light of the stage shone again, and several more people appeared, wearing various costumes and drawing characters in different costumes, but wearing the same half of the silver mask. The cold mask obscures and reflects the cold brilliance, and the actor seems to have no expression, mechanical like a puppet on the stage with the music that is strong and weak, dancing according to an unknown rhythm.
Thunderous applause burst on.
A large group of figures suddenly appeared in the dark soft chairs and the high VIP room, and the figures were blurred, as if they could see the delicate jeweled collar buttons on the neckline of the ornate clothes, and the faces could not be seen clearly. They made a bustling noise in the direction of the stage and applauded enthusiastically.
"Melson, what are they singing?" Sunshadow squinted slightly, trying to discern the slurred words in her voice. It seemed familiar, but it was not a language he understood, and he had no experience with any of these music, so he had to ask Melson, who was born into a great nobleman.
The others didn't seem to understand, and when they heard Sunkage's question, they turned from looking at the stage to look at Melson
"They sang an old Hebrew language. Now basically no one is using it. However, some of the older nobles and high priests of the Church still learned the language. They call it the Word of God. ”
"Divine Language!"
Nikkage heard a shock from her body, and her face turned a little pale. No wonder he sounded familiar, the words of hypocrites. Those who can't escape are always hovering behind the dark shadows. Approaching terrible.
"Brother Shadow, are you alright? What's wrong all of a sudden?" Mott carefully noticed, Sunshadow's pale face.
Sunshadow steadied herself, adjusting her breathing and muffling her voice. "It's fine. Can you understand what they are singing?"
"I don't understand, I'm a gentleman. I was not interested in learning at home. If the Boss or Robert were here, they would understand. Melson said.
"If they were here, and you still need to say it, the boss will definitely tell us directly. What do you want?"
If it's that man, he really knows everything. And if that man had been there, maybe he would have taken them out of the situation in front of them. You won't be led by the nose like this, and you won't have to be so careful. He's really not suitable to lead the team. The first time, I encountered the situation in front of me.
But the man's magnetic voice muttered lowly, "Sunshadow, no problem." I believe you.
Bastard. He didn't know why he couldn't refuse.
At this time, the imperial capital.
The inner courtyard of the high wall of Miyagi is full of strange flowers and plants. A rosewood flower is quietly opening in the window of the high garden top of the colorful and mottled glass. The white crown reflects the white dots, like the colored gemstones dotted with the real crown.
A tall, burly, short-haired man dressed simply and neatly, was seriously working on a large solid wood table by the window.
Ahh A big sneeze.
It's the height of summer, does he have a cold? Peng Xiu touched his slightly itchy nose.
Putting down the pen in his hand, he loosened his shoulders that had been stiff from sitting at the desk for too long, and walked to the window. In the corner of the window, a delicately carved badge with intricate irises refracted a small pinch of light.
The thin and stubborn figure suddenly appeared in his mind.
It seems that he is very reluctant, but he did not reject himself after all. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
Well, it's okay. That guy. He's strong. He needs to learn to continue to be strong in order to go on in this unscrupulous world.