Feng Bujue looked at the item notes and said, "Although it still feels a bit nonsensical, this can be considered a reminder." He touched his nose, "The red key is hidden in the red place, so, yellow, blue, and black
, white and gray are hidden in the corresponding places of the five colors respectively?"
He put the key away, and the first question that came to his mind was: "Is the yellow one hidden in the feces?" With this question in mind, he left the kitchen and walked to the third room.
That room was on the opposite side of the corridor. It had only one small window, and it was nailed up by a few wooden boards. Although the windows in the other rooms could not let in any light, this one seemed particularly dark.
The stench in the room was unbearable, and the wide wooden floor was covered with a layer of dust. Feng Bujue had switched his gloves to display mode and freed up one hand to cover his mouth and nose to resist the combination of dust and stench.
Influence.
The room in front of me was empty. Although there were still some traces of furniture placed on the walls and on the floor in the corner, it was difficult to determine the original appearance of this room.
Feng Bujue speculated that when the owner of the big house first started his evil activities, he probably had not prepared a special cell, so this room may have become a temporary cell. Of course, now he has the underground cell.
The two-story facility can be said to have put the criminal enterprise on the right track.
"The black or gray key is right here." Feng Bujue thought to himself.
He held up a kerosene lamp and began a careful inspection. This kind of empty room was easier to find. The walls, ceiling, and floor were all clearly visible. Feng Bujue walked around and soon found the nailed-down door.
A heavily corroded floor was found just below the window.
He knelt down, clenched his fist and knocked twice on the wooden board, and there was a crack. The wooden board broke. He then reached into the black hole under the floor to fumble, and soon found the item:
[Name: Black Key]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: Unlock the black iron door permanently and disappear immediately after use]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: Hidden in a dark place]
"I always feel that the keys in this step of the mission are very casually hidden..." Feng Bujue said: "Compared with the maddening puzzles underground, this is just a test of patience and meticulousness.
"
The fourth room he went to was the foyer. Strictly speaking, it couldn't be considered a room because the foyer was connected to the corridor and there was no door to the inside. And the door to the outside was the [unopenable] door of the mansion.
.
There was not much furniture left in the foyer. It was staggered across the floor in a mess. There was a wall clock on the wall. It must have been broken, because Feng Bujue glanced at the clock when he passed by last time. Its hour and minute hands were
The location has not changed.
He stopped in front of the wall clock for a long time, and suddenly said: "Could this... it just looks like a clock, but in fact, it records the date..."
Feng Bujue was struggling with the settings of this world again. The wall clock seemed to have a twelve-hour clock, which was no different from the real world, but he just liked to speculate... These twelve numbers plus one are longer than one.
The short two hands represent the calendar.
After rummaging through the cabinets in the foyer for a while, he didn't find the key, but he found another plot item:
[Name: Feather Leather Hat]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: unknown]
[Can the script be brought out: Yes]
[Remarks: Even if a leather hat with a very average performance is decorated with a bright long feather, its poor quality cannot be concealed]
"This is already the fourth plot item that can bring out the script." Feng Bujue said. "Soap, dentures, perfume, feather hat...what do they mean..."
After he left the foyer, he went to the last unexplored room on the first floor - the toilet.
I don't know if the technology tree of this world is a little off, or if it's due to system limitations. There are fluorescent lamps downstairs, but only kerosene lamps upstairs; there is a gas stove in the kitchen, but the exhaust is through a chimney; and the toilet in front of you.
There was a flush toilet inside, but there wasn't even a light bulb installed. Next to the door, there was a small table with an empty small dish on it, and some wax oil still remained in the dish.
"It's so scary to have to light a candle when you go to the toilet in the middle of the night..." Feng Bujue closed the toilet lid and stood on it, trying to see if the small window in the toilet could be opened, "Oh, by the way, there is no mirror here anyway.
, it’s not that scary.” He knocked on the frosted glass, it was very strong, and the size was not big enough for him to climb out.
"Okay, okay, which one will it be, the white key or the yellow key?" Feng Bujue had already seen the inside of the toilet, and there was only clean water, so he opened the toilet water tank as he spoke.
Bang, the door behind him closed again.
"Come again? What can be triggered by opening the water tank?" Feng Bujue quickly turned around to open the door, but he tried his best, but still couldn't turn it an inch, as if someone outside was holding on to the doorknob. And this time, there was no
Any system prompts sound.
"I don't even have a death warning at this moment, so what's going on..." Feng Bujue knows very well how pitfalls the nightmare level difficulty is. The death flag is a common occurrence. Even if he says the wrong thing when communicating with an NPC, he will be instantly killed.
Danger.
His originally relatively relaxed nerves were now tense again, ready to use his skills to deal with possible crises. At this time, his survival value had reached more than 40% due to natural recovery, but this little blood was in the nightmare script.
It's hard to say how effective it will be.
Step by step, Feng Bujue approached the toilet with extreme caution. He had constructed several possible horrific scenes in his mind, such as the toilet suddenly turning into a monster and opening its "big mouth" to bite him; or...
...The monster sprayed something out of its "mouth" and flooded the entire toilet... No matter what the situation was, it was worthy of the word "horror".
Of course, imagination is imagination, but the actual situation is... except that the door was locked, no other abnormality occurred.
He looked closer at the water tank. There was indeed a key at the bottom of the water tank:
[Name: Blue Key]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: Unlock the blue iron door permanently and disappear immediately after use]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: Hidden in the water]
"This changes the rules again... According to this logic, should the red key be hidden in the fire?" Feng Bujue complained and put the key away.
He didn't stop thinking for a moment. He soon realized why the door was closed, "I understand... there are six keys in total, three on the first floor and three on the second floor. When I found the last key on the first floor
When, the plot is triggered. Something must happen next, and then I can go to the second floor.”
"The foyer is connected to the corridor, so there is no key there. The kitchen, spare room and toilet are all rooms with doors. No matter which of the above rooms I am in when I find the third key, I will be locked in it." He continued.
Analyzed: "The question is... what will happen... will the lump of flesh at the stairs on the second floor move away or disappear after I am locked up for a while?"
Plop, tap... There was a strange sound in the corridor.
Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly, he took a few steps forward and leaned against the door panel to listen.
Pat pat pat... pat pat pat... It seemed like something was moving quickly on the wooden floor.
The strange noises became more and more frequent and dense. It was as if a large pile of mice like cats were swarming through the corridor.
"Really or not..." Feng Bujue swallowed, imagining the scene where the pieces of flesh that were glued together moved like living creatures and squeezed together through the corridor, "Guys with trypophobia may
It would be creepy under this kind of psychological suggestion." He said in a relaxed tone: "But this setting is..."
Bang bang bang——
"Hey! There's a knock on the door!" Before Feng Bujue could finish his words, the toilet door was knocked three times, and the impact was on the upper side of the door. "Wait a minute... this door isn't locked at all, is it?
…”
Indeed, the door of this toilet does not have a keyhole. It can be opened by turning the door handle. However, there is a latch lock inside the toilet. The person inside can lock the door in this way, but at this time, the latch does not exist at all.
Plug it in.
"Oh... I understand, the guy outside the door has no fingers and can't hold the doorknob." Feng Bujue read as he inserted the latch, "Ha... now you have nothing to do.
"
Bang bang bang bang——
Things outside knocked on the door very quickly several times, and made some vague sounds: "Cough...cough...uh..."
"Eh? Does he still want to let me open the door through communication?" Feng Bujue said, "Hmm... No, it should just be the roar in the monster's throat."
The clicking sound outside the door sounded again, and the thing seemed to start moving again. Judging from the sound, it circled around the room, and then went to the door, but it seemed that it could not open the door for two minutes.
Finally, it returned to the toilet door and knocked on the door again.
This time, its muffled voice became very strange, and Feng Bujue vaguely felt that there was whimpering and pleading in the voice.
"There seems to be something wrong." Feng Bujue thought to himself.
At this time, there was another sound, which was very clear, human footsteps. The footsteps came from the stairs on the second floor and approached here along the corridor.
The banging on the door also became more and more urgent at this time, and the sound coming from the thing outside the door became like a roar.
Click, the toilet door opened.
Feng Bujue opened it.
In the past minute, Feng Bujue naturally discovered that the door handle could rotate normally again. So, he made an inference: there must be a choice here, a choice that may affect the ending of the script.
The upper body of the creature at the door is basically human, but it has no hair, fingers, tongue and chin. Its lower body is more curious. There are more than a hundred "feet" connected to it below the waist, each of which is a human finger joint.
It is composed of about ten segments into a foot, which is the length of three fingers.
After Feng Bujue saw this guy, he didn't say anything. He just turned sideways silently to see its reaction. As a result, it passed by Feng Bujue quickly and fled to a corner of the toilet, shivering.
"Are you really running for your life..." Feng Bujue held the kerosene lamp and stuck his head out, trying to confirm who the approaching footsteps in the corridor were coming from, "Then... what does the real monster look like?
