Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 617 Rose Festival 46
The reason why the two of them didn't go to investigate the dozen or so coffins in the hall was because the little girl of the landlord's family said that there was a coffin in a room.

The little girl's words are very concise, no nonsense.

Now the situation similar to the tricky wall reappeared, and at this time, He Xiaoman had not just returned to the old house, was trapped by an ordinary tricky wall and ran for seven laps, and finally succeeded in breaking out with the power of a kitchen knife. lock up.

If Po Sha hadn't been in hand that time, I'm afraid others would have been running until dark, while He Xiaoman would have been running until dawn.

The current He Xiaoman, not to mention having the Soul Eye, even with her super perception after activating the Sea of ​​Consciousness, she can easily walk out.

So either the person who built the treacherous wall in front of him was a master stronger than Feng Che, or there was another mystery.

He Xiaoman is more inclined to the latter.

Because in such a shameless dungeon where only NPCs are allowed to bully players but forbid players to change hands, the opponent already has the right time, place, and harmony. If they are more powerful than Feng Che, they can just kill them directly. Why bother to make these moths To play tricks?

If there really was someone more powerful than Feng Che, He Xiaoman would just dig a hole for himself and die with three bowls of noodles a day.

"Shall we climb up from the outside and go directly to the second floor?"

Feng Che took a pitiful glance at He Xiaoman with eyes of caring for the mentally retarded.

Silly boy, do you think Master Che would not think of such a simple matter?
He Xiaoman thought that the first time he had hit the wall, it was because Posha fell out... Or, she threw the kitchen knife again?

"I'm afraid you're not wise...have both courage and wisdom!" Feng Che decisively changed words amidst He Xiaoman's gradually distorted expression.

"There is a room, there is a coffin." He Xiaoman repeated the words of the little NPC girl, and then gave a life trick: "Why don't we throw out all the coffins in the hall and leave only one, then there is a room Is there a coffin in there?"

"Aside from the content, I think your words still make sense." Feng Che blocked He Xiaoman himself with He Xiaoman's words.

He Xiaoman was a little annoyed.

Suppressing her psychological discomfort, she ran to study the painting again, while Feng Che commanded the hammer to enter the first floor. The puppet will not enter the building, and its instructions are very simple.

He Xiaoman was tired from standing, so he squatted down to observe the painting.

"This person...why does it feel like suicide?" He Xiaoman suddenly made a big discovery. On the ground in the mural, an unusually sharp boning knife fell obliquely from the handle forward to the blade backward.

The wooden knife handle is covered with blood, and it can be vaguely seen that it is held by a bloody hand. On the mural, the palm of the tall and fat man holding the eyeball is dripping with blood, and a faint line of lighter color can be seen on the palm and fingertips. The marks left by him when he held the handle of the knife.

It can also be seen from the place where the knife fell that it came from the hand of the man on the hook.

Why did he commit suicide in such a tragic way?

After confirming his own judgment with Feng Che, He Xiaoman had reason to believe that after tossing himself to bits and pieces, he still had the strength to dig out his own eyeballs and hold them in his hands.

The more He Xiaoman looked at it, the colder he felt. This person was so cruel to him, how terrible it must be when he was alive, and why such a cruel person forced him to end his life in such a tragic way ?

A rustling sound sounded, and Feng Che suddenly said through voice transmission with his spiritual sense: "Pull me into the mist."

He Xiaoman hurriedly stopped studying the creepy portrait, and wrapped himself and Feng Che in the mist.

The rustling sound was actually made by the paper figurines and paper horses swaying to and fro on the ground, they were all alive, and they were outflanking Feng Che and He Xiaoman with their hands and feet in a strange and stiff posture.

The two big living people disappeared in an instant, and these little cuties ran around the room as if suddenly lost their direction. He Xiaoman finally understood how the scattered paper figurine parts and paper flowers and paper leaves on the ground came from. .

Under Feng Che's command, the hammer swung round the black hammer and began to destroy these paper bundles inhumanely.

It's just that even if the hammer deformed the paper figurines and paper horses into pieces, no matter how broken they were, they would still attack the hammer unrelentingly.

Just like the paper rose, they kept sticking to the hammer, and then sucked the blood of the hammer like a leech.

The hammer quickly turned from green to white, and was eaten away.

He Xiaoman, who was hiding in the mist, couldn't help feeling scared for a while.

Fortunately, these guys are not like that puppet who can ignore Ming Wu, otherwise He Xiaoman would be sucked into anemia in an instant.

And these paper products themselves are very light, and they are floating everywhere, which is really hard to guard against.

"broken."

Following Feng Che's words, He Xiaoman also seemed to feel something, the eyes in the hands of the man on the wall seemed to flicker, and then fixedly stared at the direction where He Xiaoman and Feng Che were.

Sure enough, the debris all over the ground swirled as if blown by a whirlwind, and came straight to the hiding place of He Xiaoman and Feng Che.

These paper bundles seem to have life.

Therefore, following Newton's frequent overturning of the coffin boards, Darwin's coffin boards will also be lost at the end of the day.

Feng Che continued to draw in the air with one hand, and as the energy surged around him, Ming Wu's invisibility effect disappeared instantly, and when those paper parts and debris were about to smear Feng Che, He Xiaoman felt a gust of wind blowing away. However, those floating and fast-moving paper bundles suddenly stopped as if they had been cast with a body-holding spell.

Well, if the paper figurines and paper horses were also considered NPCs, then Feng Che's behavior didn't hurt them, it was the hammer that hurt them, Feng Che changed their speed at most.

"There are very powerful rots approaching quickly." Feng Che's voice was cold: "Let's leave first!"

——Xiao Man, you go to the stairs on the first floor, find the position opposite to the upper floor and act as if you are going downstairs, and you will find the room you are going to, hurry up!
He Xiaoman didn't have time to explain, so he directly repeated Bubu's words to Feng Che.

"Damn it!" Feng Che said these two words through gritted teeth, no matter how you looked at it, he seemed to want to beat himself to death: "Let's go!"

At the same time, a strong rancid smell has already entered the yard, and it will enter the hall on the first floor in less than 1 minutes.

The two rushed to the corresponding corner of the stairs from the first floor to the second floor, and then walked on the flat ground in the direction of going upstairs.

Sure enough, as they walked, He Xiaoman found that they were really going down, and the surrounding environment also changed. The two of them felt that when they entered the basement floor, a wooden corridor appeared on the bright side. Three dark rooms.

Heavy footsteps were already creaking on the stairs, Feng Che said decisively: "Three."

Rushed into the third room, and sure enough, there was a pitch-black coffin parked inside!

(End of this chapter)