The floor of this fourth floor is no longer marble tiles, but is paved with dirt and grass.
At this time, a scrawny old horse was grazing next to the decapitated corpse. Judging from the shoes, saddle and reins, it was undoubtedly the vehicle of the "knight".
Feng Bujue walked over, bent down, and patted the old horse on the head. The old guy didn't react at all and just continued to eat grass.
"This time it's Don Quixote's turn..." Qiu Feng said.
"That's right...the man who is at the top of the two realms in Junlin." Feng Bujue continued, "There is no one before and no one since."
"So... just like in the original work, he regarded the windmill as a giant, and then charged over on horseback, just in time to kill the scarecrow who just came up from the third floor with a spear." The chief tried to use the situation at the scene and this
The logic of the script is reasoning: "Then the Tin Woodman rushed out of the windmill and hacked him to death."
Honghu's eyes changed slightly: "What about the Tin Man?" He said, and looked around again: "You can see the whole floor at a glance, but you didn't see it." He turned back and said: "And also
I didn’t see the passage leading to the fifth floor, and the ceiling was all closed.”
"There is a line of writing here, but I don't know if it counts as a message." Feng Bujue said suddenly. At this moment, he was standing next to the second half of the spear: "Look, it's written on the handle..."
Upon hearing this, the teammates gathered over and took a closer look. Sure enough, there was a line of words engraved on the spear of the spear. It seemed to be in Spanish, but the system's translation could be seen in the game menu: [Use a smiley face to say
Welcome the tragic misfortune and deal with all these misfortunes with a hundredfold courage.】
"Well..." Everyone fell into deep thought again.
"Are you trying to make things mysterious..." Qiu Feng said: "Apart from alluding to the original work, these messages are just philosophical discussions. They may be very ironic when combined with the murder scene, but they have nothing to do with our solution to the mystery."
Honghu frowned, and his thoughts were obviously at an impasse. "It's hard to say... maybe there will be messages like this in the future. But the information we have is still not enough to solve the mystery."
"Well, that's a good idea." The controller continued: "If these messages are compared to the many pieces of a puzzle, then we can't figure it out until we see the overall frame of the pattern or collect more than 80% of the pieces.
The one who sees through the riddle.”
"In this case, let's focus on how to reach the fifth floor." Qiu Feng said, looking around, "Currently our only clues are this windmill, a corpse and an old horse."
"It's called 'rocinante'." Feng Bujue said.
"What?" Qiu Feng was stunned when he heard this, and didn't realize what the other party was referring to.
"I said, the name of that horse is rare." Feng Bujue explained: "What? In the "Don Quixote" you read, is there another translation? I think this one is more phonetic and meaningful.
Both…”
"No, no, no..." Qiu Feng interrupted: "I haven't read this book at all, I just know the general content. Even if I had read it, I probably wouldn't remember the name of a horse."
"Oh... you haven't read it." Feng Bujue snorted expressionlessly, "Humph... you'd better commit suicide by swallowing feces."
"Hey! There are a lot of people who haven't read it! There's no need to die!" Qiu Feng roared, "What kind of way is that to commit suicide?"
Honghu said: "Ah... that book is indeed pretty good."
"Not bad?" Feng Bujue turned his attention to the person who was trying to smooth things over again. "You rate an epic that is sharp, profound, cruel, humorous, and tragic as just good?" He picked up the book on the ground with a serious face.
The head opened the mask of the helmet, revealing the terrifying face of the corpse. He said: "Do you dare to say these words again in front of this ridiculous, lamentable, tragic and respectable immortal man?"
"Uh...I was wrong." Honghu replied inexplicably due to the pressure he didn't know where to come from.
"You actually admitted your mistake!" Qiu Feng was shocked. He turned to Feng Bujue and said, "You are not the author. You are just a fan. How can you make such a righteous and awe-inspiring scene?"
""Don Quixote" is both realistic and story-telling, tragic and comic, serious and funny, vulgar and great, seamlessly integrated. Cervantes inspired the world with his words.
It has moved the world." Feng Bujue gushed as if giving a lecture: "After I read this book when I was a child, I was inspired to write this kind of realistic fantasy work with a critical color. As long as I can write other
At the 30% level, I will remain in the world and I will die without regrets. The bond between me and Cervantes...you who stay in the Poké Ball all day long will not understand."
"Where can I stay all day long... Is it interesting to keep using this kind of joke?" Qiu Feng was almost at a loss for words.
The Controller covered his face and shook his head: "Can we get back to the problem of solving the puzzle? This chapter is already halfway through, so you should stop."
"Okay." Feng Bujue replied immediately, "Back to business..."
"You've been spraying me for a long time just to take a detour!" Qiu Feng said dissatisfied.
Feng Bujue ignored him and continued: "You saw that, right..." He carefully put down the head in his hand, raised his arm and pointed at the "sun" in the distance.
"How could you not notice it...the paper sun is shining?" the chief said.
"If the paper sun can shine..." Feng Bujue pointed to the side: "Could the green mountains, green waters, flowers and plants painted on the wall also be used?"
As the saying goes, mental patients have broad minds. If he hadn't said it, these serious counselors would never have thought of this idea.
The three teammates suddenly realized the situation and re-observed the surrounding environment. This time, it could be said that they were suddenly enlightened and had many possible clues.
"Hmm... Judging from the sense of distance created by the painting, the cow over there seems to be the closest to the 'wall' plane." Honghu said, pointing to a wall.
Feng Bujue glanced there, and then walked over. When he stood by the wall, he discovered that a small piece of rope protruded from the wall, and the remaining part of the rope still existed in the form of an oil painting.
On the wall, the cow in the painting is tied.
It was impossible to see this detail clearly from a distance, but now, Feng Bujue just stretched out his hand and pulled the end of the rope, and easily brought out the rope in the painting. The whole cow was also removed from the "wall"
He was led to the grass in three-dimensional space.
"It actually succeeded." Qiu Feng thought.
The Controller said: "Does that mean we can also walk into the scenery painted on the wall?"
"No." Feng Bujue answered the chief's question while pressing his hand against the wall: "I can't get in anyway."
Honghu and the others also came over and tried it, and it really didn't work.
"Now... what should we do with this cow..." Honghu held his chin and said, "It's not necessarily that it will push us away with its horns and rush into the fifth floor, right?"
"Haha... In the world of "Tom and Jerry", maybe this will work." Qiu Feng said with a smile.
"Hey gentlemen!" Suddenly, another voice sounded, which sounded like a child's voice.
The four players turned their heads and discovered that there was a small black spot on the painting on the other wall, which gradually grew larger and became the shape of a silhouette, creating a visual effect from far to near.
Not long after, the figure ran out of the wall without any sense of disobedience and ran in front of the players.
This was a little brown-haired boy, wearing old patched clothes and a small hat. He looked very anxious when he ran, so that when he came in front of Feng Bujue and the others, he was out of breath and unable to speak.
.
"Don't worry, kid, speak slowly. We're not going anywhere." The chief said kindly.
"Haah...haah..." The little boy gasped twice more and said, "Haah...gentlemen, I'm sorry...I...can I beg you to give me back the cow?"
"Give it back to you?" the comptroller asked in a questioning tone.
"That's it..." the boy said a little aggrievedly: "I showed my mother the magic beans you gave me. I thought she would be proud of me. But she was very angry and threw the magic beans out of the house.
He also said that he was very disappointed in me and said that I was a fool." He hesitated and said: "So I quickly picked up the beans and ran back. Fortunately, you are still here! Gentlemen, I can use magic beans to kill Mi Ke (the name of the cow).
Do you want to change it back? Please." The boy showed a pleading look in his eyes and reached out his hand. What he held in his hand was the small cloth bag containing the magic beans.
"Let's discuss it." Feng Bujue suddenly interrupted and immediately winked at his teammates, beckoning them to come over.
The four of them gathered together and whispered.
"I already understand... this guy is the protagonist of "Jack and the Beanstalk"." Qiu Feng said: "Taking out the cow will trigger an event. As long as we exchange the magic beans with him, we can break through to the fifth floor.
"
"Of course I have already seen this." Feng Bujue said.
Honghu asked: "Then what do you mean by calling us here mysteriously?"
The accountant also looked at Brother Jue with questioning eyes.
"I'm just asking for your opinion..." Feng Bujue said, "Do you want to slap this brat to death and just grab the beans?"
"You are crazy..."
"It's inhumane..."
"You won't let the children go..."
After listening to these three sentences, Feng Bujue sighed deeply. The next second, he led the cow to Little Jack with a smile on his face, and said in a kind tone: "Hahaha, of course, little Jack.
Basin and ~" He handed the rope of the cow to Jack and said: "Next time, remember, you must have a spirit of contract. Also, don't easily believe the words of strangers, and use your brain before doing anything.
, don’t live up to your mother’s expectations of you, you must live up to the trust placed in you by the party and the country, become a useful person, contribute to the people, contribute to the motherland, and contribute to mankind... uh*&...%...
…&…”
Honghu and Qiufeng covered Brother Jue's mouth and pulled him away.
The accountant said to Little Jack awkwardly: "Don't pay attention to what that uncle said, go home quickly." He said, taking the magic beans from Little Jack's hand.
Jack blinked inexplicably, thanked him, turned around and left with the cow... (To be continued...)
