Thriller Paradise

Chapter 247 Brothers (Ten)

()    The two holes are roughly circular, with irregular edges. ◎Literature Museum Ww. XgUAN. O◎

Feng Bujue looked inside with a kerosene lamp and found that there was a pillow-sized space inside the wall. There was nothing inside, but there seemed to be words written on the wooden board of the back wall.

He used a pipe clamp to knock off the wooden board between the two holes, expanding it into a large hole, and then put the kerosene lamp in and put his head in, but he still couldn't see the words on the wall clearly.

Only the top two words were translated, writing a spell, and the following lines were as tiny as fly wings, looking like a few black lines.

Feng Bujue immediately understood that a magnifying glass had to be used here.

He retracted his head from the wall, without sticking his head out, but just raised the magnifying glass and scanned the contents. Sure enough, the next second, he could see the translation of these words in the menu, and it didn't matter if he was far away.

HAKUNA...MATATA...From now on...no worries...HAKUNA, MATATA! Simple and easy to remember...sing it...from now on...$ ()...you don't have to worry anymore...don't have to leave it to fate like before...HAKUNA...MATATA...

Behind this line of words, there is a sentence similar to a note: an ancient and magical African proverb, it works every time.

Feng Bujue finished reading these contents and threw the magnifying glass to the ground: "This is a scam! Magical! You are going crazy to suddenly pop up such content in such a bizarre, dark and disgusting script!

Africa your uncle! Africa has nothing to do with this! You told me seriously about a 'barrier controlled by a spell', but it turned out to be broken by an African proverb!

By the way, what the hell was that plot just now! If I close the door and don't let that guy in, what kind of prompt will I receive next? Will there be a wild boar and a The meerkat sang and led me to the second floor!

What kind of script is this! The scene is blind, the sound effects are deaf, and there is a smell like shit everywhere... The world view setting is meaningless, and there are many heavy-taste settings. The puzzles are crazy, the puzzle rules change at any time, and the hints given are more ridiculous than one! "

He roared for a while, then panted for a while, and cursed a lot of ugly words. It seems that HAKUNAMATATA has stimulated him too much...

Ten minutes later, he recovered, packed up, and came to the stairs on the second floor. He opened his mouth and read the previous paragraph again.

The magic circle flickered and floated a few times, followed by a sound of glass being broken. A few seconds later, the flesh wall made of corpse fragments collapsed like an avalanche...

Feng Bujue thought that after the spell was lifted, the things blocking the way in front of him would disappear, but he didn't expect this to happen.

He was buried underneath, and cursed: "Madfakr! (Please translate it into English)" and then climbed out. He was really glad that he had facial equipment and chose to display it. Otherwise, the disgusting smell alone would make him shout out ten such curses in a row.

In any case, the passage to the second floor has been opened. At least it is a progress.

Feng Bujue adjusted his mood, sang the spell just now with the melody, and walked up the stairs.

The arrangement of the rooms on the second floor is slightly different from that on the first floor. Just above the hallway. It has become a room with a door, and the positions and areas of the other rooms are roughly the same.

The doors of those rooms are all closed, and Feng Bujue is not in a hurry to explore. He first follows the bloodstains on the ground. Like to see where the partner just now went, he came directly to the room just above the hallway.

The shape of this door is different from all the other doors in this room. The two door panels close together are both made of metal. Even an outsider could tell that this was a very expensive metal, completely different from the cheap, rusty iron door on the second floor of the basement. The height of this door was over two and a half meters, the upper edge of the door frame was close to the roof, and its width was almost as wide as the corridor.

"Huh... this size... was it really designed to allow monsters to enter and exit..." Feng Bujue said, and then stretched out his hands, grabbed the two handles on the door and pulled them a few times, "Okay, it really can't be opened."

He also guessed that a room like this could only be entered in the later stages of the game. So he returned to the stairs and started searching from the room closest to the stairs.

At this time, Feng Bujue was not in the "death warning" state, and he could not rule out the possibility of encountering the "open door kill", so he carefully pushed the door open slowly, and took out the iron bar from his bag again to test whether there were any traps in the room.

After he did all this, he walked in with the lamp.

In front of him was a bedroom, which looked quite tidy. The bed was clean, and the sheets and quilts were folded; there were photo frames on the bedside table, and two wardrobes on the wall. Like downstairs, the windows were closed, and it was pitch black outside. There was a small flower pot on the windowsill, with nothing in it except soil. There were two more reasonable speculations: first, the plants inside had turned into soil; second, the plants inside had mutated into some kind of animal, and then left on their own...

Feng Bujue walked straight to the bedside table and picked up the photo frame. In the photo frame, there was another faded and yellowed photo, this time of three people, two young men of fifteen or sixteen years old, and a mother of about forty years old.

Just like what happened in the study, Feng Bujue looked at the photo for a few seconds, and a video appeared at the right time.

The lightning outside the window indicated that it was a night of thunder and rain.

In this room, a brown-haired boy sat on a chair beside the bed, and a woman lay on the bed with a pale face and deep eye sockets. The two held hands tightly, and tears were rolling in the woman's eyes.

"Arthur... There is something that Mom must tell you..."

"I know." Arthur replied: "I am a member of the Xing clan, and I was... adopted..."

The mother was silent for a few seconds after hearing this: "No, you are my child, even if you are not my biological child, but..."

"Don't say it, Mom, you don't have to say these things, of course I am your child, and I will always be." Arthur held his mother's hand tightly.

"You are smart and strong. Mom is very confident in you. You can always take care of yourself." The mother sighed, "But your brother is too kind and too weak. He..."

"Don't worry, Mom, I only have this one brother." Arthur interrupted, "I will definitely take good care of him." He lowered his head and seemed to be in grief.

Another lightning flashed by, and at this moment, the screen gave a close-up of Arthur's mouth.

He was actually smiling...

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