Chapter 970: Help if you can
“Who is managing this manor now?” Miao Qing suddenly asked.
The mayor turned his head and looked at Miao Qing with an incomprehensible expression, "Sir, don't be joking. The Dacorossa Manor has been abandoned for many years. It is a cursed land. If You must say it has a manager, then it is Halson and the ghosts at his mercy!"
Jiang Cheng understood what Miao Qing meant. They had seen a butler dressed as a housekeeper in the manor! man.
Jiang Cheng asked for pen and paper and drew the butler’s appearance from memory. Before he could finish the drawing, the mayor’s expression suddenly changed, “It’s him! He’s Harsen. How could you..." The mayor suddenly paused, and the next second, his pupils narrowed when he looked at Jiang Cheng, as if he realized something terrible, "You...you saw him?"
"We have all seen it." Jiang Cheng said truthfully.
The mayor's face suddenly twitched.
"Mayor, if you have something to say, just say it." Huaiyi was frightened by the mayor's actions, especially the way the mayor looked at them now, as if he was looking at a dead person. .
"It is rumored that anyone who has seen Ha...his face will be taken away by him through that door and go to a room that does not exist at all." The fear on the mayor's face was even worse at this moment. , He didn’t even dare to call Halson by his first name.
“But Mayor, you’ve seen him too, haven’t you?” the fat man asked thoughtfully.
The mayor's expression suddenly changed, and he said nervously to the fat man: "You fat boy, don't talk nonsense, I was... I am in a different situation from you, I saw him when he was alive, not when he was dead. After!”
The mayor seemed to think this point was very important, and he explained it to them for a long time. It probably meant that his situation was fundamentally different from that of Jiang Cheng’s group.
"Remember, no matter what, don't let him come to your door, otherwise no one can save you." The mayor's expression was very serious when he said this. He raised his voice and emphasized: "This is the psychic. "
After saying this, the mayor began to drive people away, "Okay, I won't keep you any longer. Be careful. Also, I have asked someone to prepare the painting. It is downstairs. You can take it away."
"Do you still want this companion?" The mayor pointed at Ouyang. Huan Bin asked casually: "Let me tell you first, his condition is very bad, I'm afraid he won't live long."
Miao Qing looked at Ouyang Huanbin with eyes full of scrutiny. After a moment, Miao Qing looked at Jiang Cheng and said sincerely: "Brother Jiang, after all, we are all here together, please help if you can. ”
Jiang Cheng doesn’t know what Miao Qing’s plan is. Now Ouyang Huanbin is a useless person. Instead of being at their mercy, the most direct way to use him is to leave him in the earliest room at night and use him as a shield. .
This Miao Qingzhen is not a thing, and he actually thinks of himself!
Jiang Cheng sighed pretentiously and looked at Ouyang Huanbin with more sincere eyes than Miao Qing. Then he pursed his lips and said in a sad and helpless tone, "Brother Miao said it is true, and so does brother Miao. I think it’s fate that we all get together. If you can help, just help.”
Miao Qing: “Heh.”
"Carry it away." Jiang Cheng waved his hand, and Fatty and Huaiyi immediately stepped forward and put Ouyang Huanbin, who was still looking silly at everyone, on a stretcher. They tied him tightly and took some more from the mayor. Medicines, say goodbye and leave.
After seeing off Jiang Cheng's group, the mayor finally breathed a sigh of relief, especially the fat man's words, which stuck in the mayor's heart like a thorn.
He turned around and went to the shelf in the back to pour himself half a glass of wine.
A sip of strong wine went down the throat, and the mayor’s expression softened a lot. The curse of Dacrossa Manor shrouded the town like a haze. Just when the mayor was about to fall into memories, suddenly, An unexplained chill instantly enveloped him.
"Who?!" He instinctively looked towards the door.
The door was closed and he was alone in the room.
But he clearly felt a gaze staring at him, cold and malicious, which made him tremble uncontrollably, until his peripheral vision inadvertently caught a glimpse of the painting on the table.
It was an unfinished painting. The man in the painting raised his incomplete face and smiled at him.
With a "pop" sound, the wine glass fell to the ground and shattered.
Jiang Cheng and his party came downstairs and got the painting. It was very large and placed in a long box. Jiang Cheng opened it and checked it. No problem was found. There was a book on the painting. The illustration in the book is much better in terms of background and details.
After carrying one person, everyone no longer wanted to hang out and went straight back to the manor. Anyway, with brother Ouyang Huanbin here, everyone should be able to have a good sleep tonight.
Miao Qing took the initiative to change Ouyang Huanbin's dressing, presumably because he was afraid that he would die.
After Ouyang Huanbin was settled, everyone gathered together. The painting left by the psychic was spread on the table, and next to it was the book with the page with the illustration.
"How do you feel after looking at this painting for a long time?" The fat man stared at the painting with an expression that he was hesitant to speak.
“There is a strong sense of fragmentation.” Jiang Cheng said.
The fat man nodded repeatedly and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, that's what I wanted to say, but I can't describe it. This painting seems to be pieced together."
"It's because the painter's observation angle is different." Jiang Cheng pointed to the corner of the screen and exhausted Maybe simple language can explain it to everyone: "This painting is a mixture of several paintings that look at the manor from different perspectives."
"This may be what the psychic wants to remind us. "After a pause, Jiang Cheng said again.
“What are you talking about?” Bai Xiaojie became more and more confused as she listened.
“It reminds us that we can only find the hidden door by changing our perspective.” Miao Qing touched his chin, thoughtfully.
Based on the last words Halson left, everyone speculated that the missing body was hidden behind that door, in a rumored room that could not be found.
“Should we search in the manor?” Huaiyi suggested, “Go to the corresponding location in the painting and have a look, maybe there will be clues.”
“You can give it a try. Try." Jiang Cheng nodded after thinking.
Then a group of people took the painting and the book and came to the manor to look for it.
After the dismantling of Jiangcheng, there are three scenes with different perspectives in the painting, namely the crooked neck tree with the corpse hanging, the deserted garden, and the building where they are located.
After comparing the first two places, no problems were found. At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the group turned back to the building. Jiang Cheng compared the paintings while looking for a location.
Soon, the location chosen by the psychic to paint was determined. The fat man held up the painting, looked at it and then looked away, looking at the building in front of him, "Yes, this is it. "(End of this chapter)