Chapter 227 Disappear

Under the mason's persuasion, E Wunian silently put away the light yellow chewing gum,

Li Ang on the side couldn't help but wiped his forehead, patted his chest, and said with fear: "The young people nowadays are really terrifying. They take out such weapons of mass destruction at the slightest disagreement. I think I was fighting in Africa back then." I wasn’t so impulsive when I was guerrilla.”

Dong Fengpo couldn't help but asked aloud: "Dude, have you ever gone to Africa to fight guerrillas?"

"Yes."

Li Ang nodded and said, "I'll go to the talent market to recruit,

They said that it would be good to work as a mercenary during the summer vacation. The company has a formal labor dispatch contract and also provides high accident insurance.

You can go to the battlefield with an ak on your shoulders, and you will be given 8,000 yuan a day, as well as 800 high-temperature subsidies. The transfer on the day is absolutely unambiguous.

Going to work is as happy as eating chicken.

I went there, and it turned out that the battlefields on both sides were compatriots who had teamed up to work as summer workers, so we shot into the sky in a tacit understanding. At the end of the day, no one died, and there was money to be paid.

Isn't the summer vacation coming to an end, I'm coming back. "

"..."

Dong Feng was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that Li Ang was talking nonsense. He gave him a painful look, but without saying anything, he turned around and searched the hall with the mason and others.

The stonemason took off the flower-shaped wall lamp from the wall, unscrewed the light bulb, and said: "Some of the wood decorations used in the living room have a long history of at least a hundred years.

Although the wall lamps use wires to transmit electricity, most of the wires buried in the walls have aged and the structure is quite primitive.

Hmm...tungsten incandescent lights, at least we can assume the last time this house was inhabited, in the early twentieth century. "

The reason why I say it is a hypothesis is because everyone is not sure whether the background setting of this script world is similar to the earth... If this is in a different world, then all special situations are possible.

"There is electricity, which proves that there is power."

Xi Wunian said coldly: "Maybe we can follow the wires later and go to the power supply room or something to see if there are so-called abnormal organs there."

Click, click.

There was a clear shutter sound, E Wunian and Mason turned their heads, and saw Forest Cat holding a brand new Polaroid camera (traditional rapid imaging camera, which can print out photos immediately after taking pictures), standing in the living room Take pictures in the corner.

In an environment where all electronic devices fail, Polaroid can work normally.

The forest cat took pictures on its own, putting all the printed photos aside in front of its eyes, and then put them in the pocket hanging on its waist.

This Polaroid is not an ordinary camera, but a piece of high-quality equipment called [Divination Polaroid]

It is possible to take photos with a prophecy-like nature - if an abnormal event occurs in the scene in the photo within ten minutes, the camera will display the future picture in advance in the form of a prophecy.

[Divination Polaroid] helped Forest Cat to overcome many extremely dangerous predicaments, but the remark is a bit inexplicable, it is a line of extremely small words: the realm of photography, those of you who only play with equipment will never understand.

I do not know what that means.

Forest Cat noticed the eyes of his teammates, raised his head, shook his light golden shawl hair, smiled calmly with a pretty face, and said to them: "Don't worry about me, you continue."

E Wunian and the mason continued to study the wall lamps, while Dongfeng Po held up a large and bulky flashlight, looking for light in the dark corridor on the second floor above the steps.

Li Ang leaned forward, looking like a curious baby, "Brother Feng, what are you looking at?"

"...Don't call me Brother Feng, okay? It feels weird."

A pained expression flashed across Dongfeng's face again, and he pouted his chin towards the dark corridor, "I see that there are no rooms on both sides of the corridor, and none of the door panels and shapes there are the same."

"Ok?"

Li Ang narrowed his eyes, observed carefully for a while, and found that just like what Dongfeng Po said, the structure of the second floor was quite strange.

The door panels of the rooms on both sides of the corridor are different in shape, color, and size, and they do not match together.

Not only the room, but also the corridor itself is abnormal. There are one or two steps that suddenly appear in the corridor that should be smooth.

On the ceiling of the corridor, there are also antique wooden floors installed in some places, or one or two inexplicable glass windows.

"The structure of the corridor on the second floor is too chaotic, as if countless rooms are spliced ​​together."

Dongfeng frowned tightly, "Did the owner of the house deliberately design it this way at the beginning of construction? Or was it caused by the abnormal organs in the mansion?"

"The owner of the house should be the oil painting hanging in the back of the living room. And the oil paintings of men and women hanging on the wall must also be descendants of the owner of the house.

This used to be a noble family with a large population. "

Li Ang said indifferently: "However, I checked the frame of the oil painting just now, but I didn't find the last name or family name from it. If you want to get more clues, you still have to go up and search for it yourself."

"Ok."

Dong Feng Po nodded, turned his head, and looked at E Wu Nian and the mason on the steps below, only to find that those two, together with the forest cat who should be in the corner of the living room, had quietly disappeared without a trace.

what happened? ! When? !

The hairs on Dongfeng's back instantly stood on end. The three of them are all strong men above Lv10, possessing relatively luxurious equipment and skills.

Let alone a mere mansion, even if an ordinary script boss came in person, it would be absolutely impossible to kill the three of them silently and instantly.

"Brother Li—"

Dong Fengpo seemed to realize something, and hurriedly turned his head to look beside him, but there was no trace of a living person beside him!

The Lv11 named Li Risheng disappeared beside him...

! !

Dongfeng immediately tightened his body, and took out the most powerful offensive equipment he possessed at the present stage from the backpack——

A powerful baseball bat of rare quality, the active special effect is "hit a perfect home run, which can easily knock light weight enemies into the air".

Dong Feng po gently put the heavy flashlight on the ground, and clenched the solid metal baseball bat with both hands. He didn't dare to get close to the wall, so he could only shrink back and wait cautiously for the abnormality to appear.

Breathe.

In the hall, he was the only one left. The sound of your breathing was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

Zizi——

The wall lamp was flickering and emitting radio noise, gradually turning dark from warm and soft yellow light to bright red, dark red, and scarlet.

In the dim environment, Dong Feng's broken pupils continued to dilate. He saw that the hand-woven carpet on the living room floor arched inexplicably and slowly, and gradually deformed.

Like mud, like a paste, it rose slowly, outlining a human silhouette that almost filled the small half of the living room.