The time went back to more than ten minutes ago. At that time, the brave invincible was not dead yet, and Feng Bujue was still in the cellar.
Feng Bujue knocked on the coffin board and said teasingly: "Hey, Miss Madeleine, are you still there?"
Naturally, he didn't expect anyone in the coffin to reply to him in an unpleasant tone: "Get out!"
Because he already knew that it should be empty.
After watching the first paragraph of the Ghost Palace, Feng Bujue speculated that the setting of this mansion was probably the House of Usher in a certain novel. At this time, he came to the cellar and saw the coffin and the third inscription on the wall.
After the fifth stage of the Ghost Palace, he became even more sure.
Feng Bujue's memory was correct, but he had not yet reached the state of photographic memory. Except for those things that were swept out of the memory attic as information garbage, other memories... such as novels he had read, he could
The content recalled is generally around 60-70%.
It was impossible for him to stand there and recite the six paragraphs of Ghost Palace after reading the first paragraph. So later he asked Xiao Tan and Brother Long to say some words to remind himself of what he had in his memory.
Only then did those two verses gradually become clear.
Of course, Feng Bujue still remembers the general plot of that novel quite clearly.
Many people know the name Edgar Allan Poe. He is the founder of detective novels. His "The Murders in the Rue Morgue" is considered to be the first true detective novel in modern literature.
The title "mystery novel" was used when it was published.
But that was in 1841, and "The Fall of the House of Usher" was written before that story. It is a gothic thriller, and the whole text is filled with an extremely gloomy black atmosphere.
The plot of the story is roughly as follows: the protagonist's old friend Roderick Usher, whose family has been suffering from a mysterious genetic disease for generations, seems to be bound by some strange curse in the big house where he lives. For hundreds of years, Usher has been
The family is passed down through generations, and the father dies and the son succeeds, so the original name of this ancient house has been gradually forgotten by people. This building and the family have been equated. When people mention "Usher House", they are referring to this house.
Di is also this family.
One day, Roderick wrote a letter to the protagonist, saying in the letter that he was not going to die soon, that the disease had made him haggard and in a trance, and that the unknown terrifying power in the House of Usher would destroy his sanity and take away his mind.
his life.
The protagonist came to visit and accompany his old friend, hoping that he would get better. But on the night of the protagonist's arrival, Roderick's sister, Miss Madeleine, "died" of illness.
She is Roderick's only relative in the world and his only companion for many years. Miss Madeleine has been seriously ill for many years and has died, but she has been fighting the disease and has never been bedridden. Roderick is extremely melancholy.
, the mental state of nearly collapse was mainly caused by her.
Roderick asked to find a cellar to keep her sister's body for fourteen days before burial. The protagonist personally helped his friend put Miss Madeleine into the coffin and placed it in the cellar, but no one knew that she was not dead.
…
Seven or eight days later, the grief-stricken Roderick has fallen into madness. On that terrifying night, the protagonist witnessed the terrifying Miss Madeleine appearing in the house, frightening her brother to death, and then finally died, and
The protagonist escapes from the House of Usher and sees the building collapse into a mountain pond.
There are many "unscientific" things in this story, such as why Madeleine was buried alive without anyone noticing? How could a woman who struggled in a coffin for seven or eight days still have the strength to fight her way back to the mansion?
How did it collapse? Local earthquake or directional blasting?
However, readers in the 19th century would not raise such questions about a horror and suspense story. Instead, in the years after the end of the 20th century, "professionals" who relied on "over-interpretation" and "finding faults" as their main business
" gradually increased in various fields, especially in the cultural field. If Poe had lived in the 21st century, any academic liar in the name of "professor" would have dared to debase him as worthless. Or just rely on
"In-depth" interpretation of his works to express some unfounded views in the original works.
I won’t discuss this topic in depth, but let’s go back to the story.
According to the plot in the novel, the coffin must have been empty. Regardless of whether the ghost Feng Bujue saw in the tunnel just now was Madeleine's ghost, her body was no longer in the cellar, but in the big house.
Feng Bujue pushed open the lid of the coffin and found that it was indeed empty without a body. He waved his hand to disperse the rising dust and then used a flashlight to illuminate the inside of the coffin. He soon discovered that there was a line of small words engraved on a wooden board at the head end,
It looks like it was scratched out little by little with fingernails.
There is only one sentence on it: "He knows". There is no punctuation and the words are crooked. Think about it... there is no light in the coffin, and Madeleine can't see whether the letters she writes are neat or not, and she has to keep them.
It takes a certain posture to carve these on the top of your head, so it's good to be able to recognize them.
[The hidden task has been triggered.]
Feng Bujue heard the system prompt and immediately opened the menu. At this time, he saw another prompt window covering the front:
[The hidden tasks in the script can provide you with very considerable rewards, but the difficulty of discovering and completing the hidden tasks will be higher than the main and side tasks. 】
[System prompts related to hidden tasks, including voice, text, and task content in the menu, are only visible to the player who discovered the task. If a hidden task is discovered in a multi-person situation, all players present will obtain the task. However, hidden tasks cannot be delayed.
Sharing, after one or more task performers describe the task content to other players, the other players can obtain the task content and progress in the menu, but it will not be regarded as accepting the task, and they will not receive completion rewards.]
[The above prompt will only pop up when the player discovers the hidden task for the first time. If you need to read it again, you can search it in the game description.]
"That is to say...whoever discovers it will do it by himself, and then he will get the reward alone." Feng Bujue muttered, he closed the two prompt windows and looked at the mission: [Rescue Miss Madeleine's Soul
】
Feng Bujue said: "Oh...that's the situation..." He already had an inference about the plot direction in this script, but the question now is how to get out of this cellar?
He raised the flashlight again and conducted a more detailed search of the surroundings, but found nothing. He turned his attention back to the coffin. Apart from the line of writing and some scratches left on the wood, there were no valuable clues.
Feng Bujue placed the flashlight diagonally inside the coffin, tilted the glowing end to stabilize it, then bent down to pick up the heavy coffin board from the ground, leaned it against the wall, and looked at both the front and back, but
There is nothing on this big piece of wood.
"Wait a minute..." Feng Bujue's movements suddenly stopped, thinking: "The person lying in the coffin should be lying on his back, and if he wants to carve words, he should carve them on the coffin board, even if she is worried that someone will ignore the coffin lid when opening the coffin.
The inscriptions on the coffin lid were carved above the head, but why are there no traces of struggle on this board... The scratches and kick marks are all in other places, but the coffin lid looks like new."
Feng Bujue picked up the flashlight and shined it on the coffin lid leaning against the wall. He squatted down and stared at the piece of wood, "Hmm..." He reached out and knocked again. The coffin lid made a very ordinary sound of solid wood.
It doesn't look like there is a mezzanine hidden inside.
At this time, Feng Bujue made a very bold (at least for others) decision. He raised the coffin board and covered two-thirds of the coffin lengthwise. Then he got in and lay down to support it with both hands.
Hold the lid of the coffin and lift it upwards to restore the coffin to its closed state.
He felt uncomfortable lying in it, not for psychological reasons, but because the coffin had no cushions and was purely made of wood. It was like he was sleeping on a hard bed without any covering.
Feng Bujue put himself in the same situation as Miss Madeleine. He shined the flashlight on the coffin board and said: "How on earth did you get out..." He said and tried to push it with one hand.
Push the coffin lid.
Unexpectedly, it couldn't be pushed at this moment.
"Oh?" Feng Bujue was stunned. He immediately put the flashlight next to his neck, stretched out his hands and feet, pushed it hard a few times, and kicked it a few times. The coffin lid still didn't move at all.
After struggling a lot, he was just about to stop and take a breath when he saw that the piece of wood on the coffin lid, facing his face, was slightly raised and gradually turned into a human face.
The gender of the face was difficult to distinguish, and the voice sounded like an old witch. It said to Feng Bujue: "Dying man, do you want to get out of here?"
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied, he wanted to see what tricks this coffin monster had.
"What can you give me?" Coffin Li asked.
At this time, the system prompts: [You can donate an ordinary or higher quality piece of equipment and let the monster teleport you back to the space outside the cellar]
"Oh... you can donate it, right..." Feng Bujue thought: "In other words, I can also choose not to donate it." He thought: "And... what if the player does not have the equipment that meets the conditions?
, I’m not necessarily stuck here, hmm… there must be some other way.”
"Coffin, I don't want to give you anything." Feng Bujue replied.
The face suddenly changed dramatically, its eyes and mouth opened strangely, and became extremely ferocious. A normal person would definitely be shocked. However, it was just a human face floating slightly protruding from the coffin board, and it was impossible to attack it.
The people in the coffin can only scare people.
"Then you will be trapped here forever, dying of fear and hunger. Even if your fingertips are ground to a bloody pulp, even if your toes and knees are shattered, it will still be impossible to break..."
Click, Feng Bujue took out the M1911A1 pistol from his bag and turned on the safety.
"Let me introduce you..." Feng Bujue pressed the muzzle of his gun between the eyebrows of that face: "Some interesting gadgets born after the second industrial revolution."
"The damage caused to me by the weapon in your hand is not enough to allow you to escape. One or two small wounds are nothing." The coffin lid replied.
"I know you can change and repair yourself, but what about the coffins around me, above my head, and below me?" Feng Bujue said.
"Hehehe..." The face on the coffin lid actually smiled. At the same time, the writing on Feng Bujue's head carved by Madeline and the marks on the surrounding wood disappeared, "As long as I am willing."
"Hmm...I see. Anyway, we have received the mission and discovered the secret of the coffin, so we can forget about these detailed reminders such as carvings, right..." Feng Bujue said and put away the gun.
"Now, do you want to change your mind?" The coffin lid said again: "Perhaps you can offer me the weapon just now, and I will send you out."
Feng Bujue took out [Western Kitchen Knife] and [Mario's Pipe Wrench] from his luggage without stopping, "You have two choices. First, send me back to the big house to end this pleasure.
conversation." He raised his hand and cut the coffin board with a knife, leaving a mark: "Second, I will unload you and use it as firewood."
Tens of seconds later, Feng Bujue reappeared in the big house smoothly, but the location was no longer in the living room, but in a corridor. There was also a painting hanging on the wall next to him, but the one on it was
Not a cellar, but an ugly and abstract human face.
He didn't stop for much, just made sure that his survival value was still full and his physical strength was still quite high, and then he started to continue exploring...
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