Thriller Paradise

According to the instructions given by the werewolf, the four quickly found the loft and climbed up the ladder outside the skylight.

The corridor outside the room has a winding road, and perhaps there is a way to the middle of the castle. But they did not explore, because the warnings given by the werewolf showed: First, Little Red Riding Hood is strong and not friendly; Second, she is likely to return to the castle at any time.

From a game point of view, npc tells you two clear messages. If you still do something that is contrary to it, you will definitely face great dangers, even triggering a dead plot, so they decide not to stay.

The four climbed the ladder for more than five minutes, and after passing through a fixed cloud, they saw the end of the ladder. There was a round black se hole, and the top of the ladder was placed on the edge of the hole.

This hole is "painted" in the sky, like the hole in the Warner cartoon that can be drilled out of the air.

When you come to the front, you can see that the size of this hole is not too narrow, as long as it is not too fat.

Of course, the werewolf still can't get through. Because of the neck bend, the torso of the trunk, and the posture when climbing the ladder, he is destined to be confined to the space below the fifth floor.

"Well... it’s a dark floor again." Feng Shou took the lead on the ground floor of the fifth floor and picked up the broom (he threw the broom to the road when he climbed to the top of the stairs).

Hong Hao, Qiu Feng and the planner also followed, and entered the fifth floor in turn.

"Now we already know that this building... If it can be called a building, there are only seven floors." Hongjun said: "That is... so far, the progress of this script has passed four-fourths. Let's go."

"This is a bad saying." The planner is a very patient and absolutely sensible person. He should say: "The so-called ... travels half a hundred and ninety. Anything, the closer it is to the end, the more impatient. It is like a stoppage time in a football match. If the whole team is holding a mentality of 'come soon,' the risk of losing the ball will rise sharply."

"I agree with this." Feng did not know: "Many horror movies, because of the surviving angle se in the last few minutes, led to the end of the whole."

During the conversation, I felt that the brother had once again took out the flashlight and turned the light on.

The flashlight that was handed over to Hongjun was not sealed. After reaching the fourth floor, things are always placed on each other. So at this moment, Hongjun also took out the flashlight in his pocket and opened it.

The first thing the two did was the same. They first used the light to sweep the surrounding area and then immediately illumined it directly above.

The ceiling and floor of this floor have returned to the state of the first floor. The floor is covered with floor tiles and the height of the ceiling is only four meters. Just by the light of the flashlight, I can't see where the walls are around. It seems that this is also a very empty space.

"Or... still the old rules, I go around alone..." The words were not finished, and a voice came from the dark to interrupt him.

"Gentlemen." A little girl's tender voice sounded.

This sentence made all three players feel a cold sweat, and their scare value was up to 50%. Although I didn’t feel afraid, but I didn’t know it well, he said: Isn’t Red Riding Hood waiting for us here?

嚓——

A soft bang, a fire seedling flashed in the dark.

The fire was only the size of the rice grain at first, but I don’t know why, in a few seconds, I saw a rapid expansion until the entire floor was lit...

In the eyes of everyone, there was a short figure wearing a brown se cloak. Her eyes were red, her clothes were worn and thin, and she was barefoot.

At this moment, the little girl has a basket on her left hand, and the right hand... is holding a burning match.

"It doesn't look like Little Red Riding Hood, but..." The autumn wind lowered the voice and wanted to tell his own inference.

"Ah... I saw it." Feng Shuai interrupted. From the eyes of him, Hongjun and Ji Chang, they naturally knew which one it was.

"Do you want to buy a match?" The little girl approached the players a few steps and asked.

The four players looked at each other and didn't know how to respond.

"Please buy a box of my matches." She repeated in a pleading tone.

At this time, the autumn wind seemed to think of something. He stepped forward and took out the magic shoes in his pocket: "Can I use this pair of shoes to exchange a box of matches with you?"

The little girl looked at the silver se shoes from the other side and hesitated: "Really? Sir, these shoes look worth a lot of money." It seems that she is an honest child.

"It doesn't matter, I think this is a fair deal." Autumn winds replied.

"Well, thank you, sir." The little girl replied.

Just then, the match in her hand went out and the entire floor returned to the darkness.

The eyes of the autumn wind were dark in the blink of an eye, but the teammates quickly ran over. The flashlight illuminates the area around the autumn wind, but the little girl has disappeared, and the shoes in the autumn wind are missing.

"On the other side." Still blinded to the eye, quickly found clues.

In the place where the little girl first appeared, there was a box of matches. On the floor tile, there is still a line of words that seems to have been smoked. Looking at it is Latin, the system translates as:

After reading the planner, he said: "It turns out that... the magic shoes are used here. I thought I would have a story like 'Cinderella'."

The autumn wind picked up the match on the ground. "I am also a smart machine. I saw her without shoes, only to think of it."

"Loli and the ankle control?" Feng did not feel the chin.

"Why can you be distorted by anything that you have nothing to do with the cao..." Autumn wind.

"The few seconds that have just been bright all around, you have observed the environment." Hongjun pulled the subject back on the right track.

Counting said: "Oh, look, the whole floor is empty, only there..." He pointed his arm in one direction: "There is a door."

"Well...the result is the same as what I observed." Hongjun said: "So... are we going directly?"

"Would you like to draw a match, let's take another look?" The autumn wind said, opened the matchbox.

Unexpectedly, there are only four matches in it...

"Ha! Needless to say, let's take each one individually." Feng Shou glanced at the situation in the matchbox and said directly.

The other three did not say anything. They all understood that the number of the same kind of plot items equals the number of players.

Since this is the case, they will not waste a limited amount of items to take care of the surrounding environment. The four rely on the flashlight of the flashlight and walk in the direction pointed by the director. In a short time, they come to the front door. .

"Elevator?" The metermaster looked at the metal door and said.

From the appearance, this door is exactly the same as the elevator door of the landing space. There is only one button next to the door, and the effect is self-evident.

Ding--

After the button was pressed, the elevator door opened to both sides.

After the four people entered, they found that there was nothing in the elevator that could be done by cao.

After waiting for five or six seconds, the door automatically closed. Then the elevator moves up. I don't know if it is remotely controlled or automatically operated according to the internal load. Anyway, in this fantasy script, it is not surprising that the elevator has a sense of autonomy.

It didn't take long before it was run. It was about the height of the first floor. The elevator stopped and the door opened automatically.

The players entered the sixth floor area safely.

"Speaking... Initially, my inference of single and double floors seems to be a big mistake..." said Hongjun as he walked out of the elevator.

"That's right, but..." The autumn wind said: "From the first floor to here, the difficulty seems to have been very low. Except for scp-233, there is no particularly difficult puzzle, and the battle is even one. nothing."

"Not necessarily." Feng did not deny that: "We may have encountered several 'death' traps, but they have not triggered, so you feel simple." He said: "Do not talk about scp, the previous one Werewolf is obviously a monster that will lead to the destruction of the group; in addition... now we know that the shoes should be handed over to the little girl who sells the match. But... what if we did the wrong move at the time, such as giving the wrong thing Or did not respond to her request before the match burned out..."

"It makes sense..." The planner replied: "In the process of seemingly almost innocent scripts, there may be hidden settings for multiple killings. Then you can't care about it..."

During the four-person talk, the entire appearance of the sixth floor has been observed.

The setting of this floor is similar to that of the fourth floor, but the environment is very different.

The ground floor on the sixth floor is a muddy swamp, and the places where people can rest are limited. On the four murals, there are black forests and heavy mountain shadows. The ceiling above it is a night sky. In addition to a few thin long clouds in the air, there are many starlight decorations.

At the corner of the ceiling and the two walls, there is a full moon of paper paste, and the cold moonlight is covered with swamps.

The path leading up to this level is relatively clear, just on the wall opposite the elevator. There was an upstairs stone step, and the five or six levels at the bottom of the stone steps extended from the wall to meet the three-dimensional space.

At this level, the areas where the players can walk are limited. There are not many choices. Only the relatively dry feet are set to move toward the stone steps on the opposite wall.

"Pay attention to your feet." Hongjun, who was at the forefront, reminded: "We don't have props right now. If we fall into the middle of the swamp, it is very difficult to pull people out."

"Hey...you heard it." Feng suddenly said, and at the same time, he raised his head. (To be continued.