Chapter 17 Rose Manor (Sixteen) Clues Concluded
In the guest room on the second floor, Ye Zi’s body stared with dead eyes and slowly slid to the ground.
She never figured out until her death how Zou Yan killed her in the copy of "Only ghosts can kill humans".
Zou Yan took back her right hand. Her originally fair arm was covered with ugly vine-like patterns. From time to time, plant tentacles emerged from the blood vessels, and tiny flowers bloomed bloody.
The process of becoming a ghost only stops at the arm. At the shoulders, an iron ring encircled the muscles, preventing the vines from spreading further.
[Name: Ring of Barrier]
[Type: Prop]
[Effect: Slow down the process of the spread of weirdness]
[Remarks: Facing the already doomed ending, fear What's the use of hesitation? 】
Zou Yan’s purpose was different from other players from the beginning. She was looking for the same thing.
Now that the task is completed, it's time to end this instance.
Two people are already dead, only one more needs to be killed...
Zou Yan pushed the door open and walked towards the innermost room.
She remembered that Lin Chen who stayed inside was a newcomer.
……
In the room on the third floor, strands of blood began to spread from his fingertips, wrapping around Qi Si in a few breaths.
He opened his mouth, and after finding that no sound came out, he decisively gave up the struggle and let the blood threads crawl all over his body with a bleak expression, weaving a red spider web on the surface of his body.
The vines grew wildly outside the door, and they crowded in through the cracks in the door, occupying every inch of the room.
Objective time seemed to have stopped at this moment, Chang Xu maintained his posture of bending over and standing beside the bed. Dust suspended in the air, casting little shadows on the ground.
A thin layer of pale pink was cast before my eyes, the light dimmed, and the surrounding scene turned yellow and curled like an old photo in a fire.
Scenes of phantoms appeared in the dim light and shadow, and Qiss could understand its meaning almost the moment he saw it.
The unfamiliar cognition was poured into the mind and became familiar in an instant, as if it had already existed in the depths of memory, but was awakened at this moment...
...
It is raining heavily outside the castle.
In the attic filled with debris, a girl with a red birthmark on her face fell to the ground. The door closed in front of her eyes, and the last piece of light and shadow converged into a thin line, and finally disappeared into the darkness.
The girl didn't cry or fuss, as if she was used to being treated like this. She just sat in the corner, quietly listening to the footsteps outside the door.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a faint light in the darkness. Like a frightened shadow creature, she timidly looked toward the light.
I saw a small statue of a god placed among the dusty debris, shining brightly, as if bathed in a layer of misty morning light.
The statues carved out of stone have delicate faces and are breathtakingly beautiful.
He clasped his hands on his chest and stared at the blood-red roses carved with precious stones in his hands with his lowered eyes, strange, peaceful and compassionate.
The girl picked up the statue of the god in a strange way, held it in front of her eyes, and stared at it almost infatuatedly.
In a trance, she heard the voice of God.
God asked: "I can feel your pain, do you want to pray to me?"
The girl had already despaired of the future, and at this time she could not feel any fear of the unknown.
She smiled miserably and asked: "What's the use of praying? I was born ugly. They said I was the reincarnation of the devil. Maybe my existence was a mistake."
God said: "Beauty and ugliness, good and evil, are all living beings. If you long for beauty, plant roses all over the attic, and everything will be as you wish from now on."
The girl agreed and God deal, and in the following countless days and nights, she sneaked out of the castle, cut rose branches in the manor and took them to the attic, filled the gaps in the floor with soil, and inserted the branches into them.
Her hands were scratched by the thorns of roses and were scarred, but as long as she thought about the beauty she would soon have, she would forget all the fatigue and pain.
She recalled the candies her sister gave her when she was a child, and the stories she told her. It was her first understanding of family love, and it gradually gave rise to more incomprehensible emotions.
But now her sister is busy attending various banquets every day and never pays her a glance. When she finally found her sister and boldly kissed her lips, her parents rushed in in panic. Pointing at her and shouting, he locked her in the attic.
She thought it must be because she looked ugly. People in the world like beauty and hate ugliness.
As long as she can become beautiful, her parents will not abandon her, and she can continue to follow her sister as they did when she was a child, right?
As the branches of roses climbed all over the attic, the birthmark on the girl's face faded, and her appearance became more and more like her sister. However, she gradually discovered that her parents looked at her with more and more fear. It was a rainy night, and the girl heard her parents talking.
My father said: "Anne's behavior is getting more and more weird. I'm afraid she will hurt Anna... Do you want to ask the priest to come and have a look?"
The mother was hesitating: "We can't let the priest come, Anne will be executed. We will watch her carefully and nothing will happen."
The father sighed: "Let Anna go to the country tomorrow, we will do it as soon as possible Make a marriage for Anna and let them separate..."
The girl listened calmly, with no overjoyed or angry emotions on her face. She knew exactly what she should do, just like that night Roses were planted night after night.
She went up to the attic again, knelt down in front of the statue, and worshiped devoutly.
She said: "I want two people to die without suspicion, and I am willing to pay any price for this."
God taught her to kill living creatures and use fresh blood to carve incantations.
The girl killed the family cat, and the moment the warm blood soaked her fingertips, she could no longer look back.
......
When Qisi regained consciousness, he found himself leaning against the wall. The two skeletons on the big bed in front of him had disappeared, leaving only a pile of broken bones.
Besides, Chang Xu was trying to crush the bone fragments even more.
Seeing Qisi wake up, Chang Xu explained: "You were possessed by a nightmare just now. I guessed that the key was the skeletons, so I smashed them into pieces."
"..."
Although we know that everyone’s talents are different, in a fair game, since we can use resourcefulness to survive the crisis, there must be a solution to defeat ten people with one force...
...But this is inevitable. Isn't that outrageous?
Qisi was silent, lowering his head and looking at his hands.
The red dress in her arms is missing, apparently consumed as a plot item after the triggering event.
The piece of paper taken out from under the pillow also disappeared, leaving no trace, as if it had never existed.
Qisi looked at Chang Xu: "If I guessed correctly, there is a piece of paper with clues under the pillow."
Chang Xu was very capable of action, and when he said that As he said this, he reached under the pillow and took out a piece of paper filled with words.
Qisi stepped forward and glanced at the words on the piece of paper:
[Anna and Anne were born at the same time...]
The content written on the paper is exactly the same as the previous one.
Is it time to turn back time again?
If the previous time travel was just a conclusion drawn from the side based on the movement of the hands on the pocket watch; then this time, it is a real personal experience.
Qisi felt as if he had had a very, very long dream. In the dream, a blink of an eye meant a thousand years. Countless thoughts flowed through his consciousness, leaving behind faint marks and quasi-realities. False impression.
This feeling is very strange, as if it comes from the mechanism of the copy, and it also seems to be a talent buried deep in his memory.
After Chang Xu finished reading the content on the paper, he handed the paper to Qisi and asked, "How did you know there was paper under the pillow?"
"I saw it." Qisi replied, "It seems that time has just happened again. Of course, it is also possible that I am hallucinating."
He recounted his experiences and feelings in a concise and concise manner.
Chang Xu raised his left hand and put it on the back of his neck, his eyes slightly focused: "I feel that the time in Rose Manor is starting to become disordered. The time reversal at one o'clock in the afternoon should be similar to a switch. Once activated, subsequent The impact is uncontrollable.”
Qisi had no intention of correcting Chang Xu's guess.
He raised his hand and tapped his temple, scanning the rules on the system interface from beginning to end.
The anomaly at one o'clock in the afternoon is undoubtedly the key to breaking the situation. The top priority is to understand the triggering mechanism of time reversal.
But there are too few clues.
The only thing that is certain is that the trigger of the time reversal has something to do with Zou Yan or Ye Zi.
Some of them used props to get clues to the four-line poem from Chang Xu's room, and immediately carried out the experiment.
The experiment was successful.
What a bloody story (it was very touching when I was thinking about it, but what happened after I wrote it down)
(End of this chapter)