The first thing that appeared in front of us was a pile of broken wood chips.
They should be the remains of furniture that the owner of the house used to hold up the door, but in the shock just now, they have been turned into a pile of firewood. These once precious wooden utensils now have no use except for making fires or making plywood.
The light in the hall is very dark, everything is covered with a thick layer of dust, and crisscrossing spider webs can be seen everywhere, but we can still vaguely see the glory of these furnishings.
Although the soft light emitted by Alaya played a certain lighting role, Angel Sister is not a real light bulb after all. It suddenly occurred to us that we did not bring even the most basic lighting tools with us during this expedition...
At this time, Qian Qian patted Little Bubble's head and whispered something in her ear. The little guy immediately agreed, then lowered his head and rubbed his hands together.
Three seconds later, with a "ding" sound that was so cartoonish that it made people speechless, a small cold-light light stick appeared in Little Paopao's hand, and then the little guy jumped up to me holding the light stick and asked for credit, using 45
°’s innocent gaze bombarded me with loli.
I took over this unusually bright cold light stick with a dull expression, expressing my great admiration for Qian Qian's creativity and flexible use ability.
With the light source, things in the room immediately became much clearer. We saw a spiral staircase on the right side of the hall, which should lead to the second floor, and there were broken doors on both sides of the hall.
, behind the door is a dark corridor.
After a short discussion, we decided to start exploring from the left corridor first.
Beside the door, there was a fallen lamp stand blocking our way. Qian Qian took a step forward and pushed the lamp stand away, and then... an arm with only bones left fell in front of her - it turned out that it
It's hung on the top of the light stand.
I decisively put the cold light lamp into Sandora's hand, and then blocked my ears with force.
"ah--"
Qian Qian's penetrating scream resounded throughout the whole house!
A minute later, the flying dust finally slowly fell to the ground amid the destruction of Qian Qian's sound waves, and I also put my hand down - to be honest, the effect of this was not very good. I know better than anyone else, Qian Qian screamed
The terrifying power is so terrifying. The sonic attack that is more penetrating than any kind of sniper rifle cannot be blocked by both hands.
Although Qian Qian has gone through the baptism of the war in another world, she is many times stronger than ordinary girls. However, after all, there is a difference between demonized creatures and humans. Qian Qian can smash a piece of black ooze with an expressionless face.
Weird, but I couldn't help but be shocked when I saw a hand bone.
Shandora's face was dull. It wasn't until I touched her shoulder that she finally reacted and immediately shouted: "Prohibited weapons, this is definitely a prohibited weapon! Even in the empire's war of conquest, this is absolutely prohibited.
It is a prohibited weapon that is not allowed to be used!!!”
Ahem, I said, didn’t it just scare you? Is it such an exaggeration?
Seeing something so visually lethal, Lin Xue was immediately frightened. Under normal circumstances, she would have screamed out, but Qian Qian's scream that preceded her was obviously successfully diverted.
Lin Xue's attention, she is probably still dizzy and unable to react.
Another person who was stunned was Little Bubble, but the little guy was not stunned by the bones on the ground, but by the shallow scream. She opened her big eyes roundly, opened her little mouth slightly, and
Standing there motionless, I couldn't help but worry that the little guy wouldn't be frightened by the shallow voice and have a psychological shadow, right?
Within a few seconds, Lin Xue calmed down. She took a step forward, touched the arm that once belonged to an unlucky natural disaster soldier with her toes, and said, "There is a very weird energy on it."
The residue is probably the power of the undead, but it is strange that this arm has been separated from the body for such a long time, and the energy on it has not dissipated yet - it seems that the undead in other worlds are different from the zombies on earth."
I immediately looked at her like a monster.
"What are you looking at?" Lin Xue immediately noticed the look in my eyes and turned around to give me an uppercut very skillfully. "I am a well-informed psychic warrior. I have seen living zombies. This thing
To me, it’s just a pile of bone meal!”
Having Lin Xue make such a fuss calmed down the atmosphere. Qian Qian smiled sheepishly, seeming to feel that her reaction was a bit too exaggerated.
In fact, her reaction was not exaggerated at all, but the presence of a large number of boss-level superwomen made her normal reaction seem a bit outstanding.
"Let's go there quickly, this thing is so disgusting..." Qianqian said, while pulling my arm and carefully walking around the hand bones on the ground.
"I thought you were going to back out." I whispered in her ear.
Qianqian secretly looked back at Shandora who was following behind with a calm expression on her face, and said, "Then won't I lose?"
It’s really...a hard-to-understand way of competition.
This is really a huge house, worthy of being the private estate of the richest man in Darrow County. The dark corridor seems to have no end. Although this may be our illusion, the length of this corridor is a bit exaggerated.
Through the blue light emitted by the Little Bubble cold light lamp, we can see many oil paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor, including figures and landscapes. It seems that Fowler is a person who loves art. Of course, this is not necessarily the case.
There must have been a battle in this corridor back then, because we saw a lot of dark brown bloodstains on the walls next to the corridor, and the originally bright and beautiful oil paintings looked weird because they were stained with bloodstains.
At this moment, Sandora suddenly stopped and motioned for us to look at the wall next to us.
Only then did we discover that among the large dark stains, there was a series of vague fingerprints.
They were handprints made of blood. From the direction, we could tell that they started to appear a few meters behind us, then extended all the way forward, and finally disappeared on a dark green side door next to the corridor.
It was obvious that these were the marks left by a wounded man who was fleeing. Perhaps there were pursuers behind him at that time, because the fingerprints looked messy. Then he hid in a small room next to the corridor and
He locked the door inside. As for why the undead who were chasing him didn't destroy this wooden door that didn't look very strong - you can understand when you think about it. The person who escaped had been injured by the undead. It was estimated that he had just been injured.
Not long after he locked himself inside, the power of the plague broke out in his body, and he turned into a zombie, losing the breath of life. Naturally, the undead outside were no longer interested in him. As for why the door was not opened from the inside again
, it may be that there are other passages in the room, or it may be that the zombies that have just transformed inside do not know how to come out at all, and are still wandering inside - you must know that low-level zombies are unconscious, and if there is no breath of strangers around them,
They can stand there for years until they rot into a skeleton and eventually become a pile of bone powder.
The increasingly weird atmosphere around me made Qian Qian hug my arm tightly. I could clearly feel that the soft body was trembling slightly - so 80% of the male compatriots were worried about it.
It makes sense that I have a strong interest in visiting haunted houses while watching horror movies with my girlfriend!
You ask about the remaining 20 percent?
Okay, maybe you have forgotten that there is an embarrassment in this world, that is, you are watching a horror movie with your girlfriend, but you are so frightened by the first scene that you crawl into your girlfriend's arms, while your girlfriend who was supposed to be scared is watching
The zombies on the screen laughed - after all, not every man is not afraid of ghosts.
I took a long breath, then kicked open the rotten wooden door.
Pandora immediately rushed in with dual-wielding miniguns, and then began to look around carefully.
"Safety."
After a few seconds, Pandora concluded, and we filed inside.
This should be a room for servants to rest. The furnishings inside look very simple and there are no decorations. The only furniture is a single wooden bed on the right side of the room and a single bed on the left wall.
There was an empty table and two long chairs lying on the ground. Facing us was a dark window. Like the windows of the mansion we saw outside, it was also blocked up with wooden strips.
, these should have been nailed by the owner of the house when the undead attacked the town and was about to fall, but it seems that in the end they played the role of trapping the owner of the house to death.