RPG Chapter 64: Set 64

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Setting Sixty-Four: Supernatural Research Society (17)

Da, da, da...

Sanzi Wei walked down the stairs.

——Yes, go down.

Passing through the passage, the entrance is the tall windows occupying two floors. A spiral staircase connects the upper and lower floors, and he is standing on the steps of the upper floor.

In other words, the second floor of the Manda House they had always thought was actually the third floor, and there was a hidden second floor sandwiched between the first and third floors. Although I don't know that it was originally designed this way, or the old Manda house was twisted and turned into this way, Shan Ziwei thought of the broken house structure diagram in the middle, and felt that the former was more in line with the facts.

——What will be on the hidden second floor of the Manda House?

Actually, there is an old house that must be there, but they have never been to a place.

That is Wei Gui's bedroom.

Shanzi Wei went down to the second floor through the spiral staircase. He tilted his head and looked to the side of the window. The clean, almost transparent glass printed the pitch black outside—the kind of black is not the black of the night, but the inorganic darkness, like It is the universe after annihilation.

They are still in the world...

Shan Ziwei's gaze is fixed at a certain position under the window, and the long strip of curtains in front of him contrasts with the scene before entering the haunted house—the white chin he saw on the lawn seemed to be standing here. .

Fuck, did he see the final boss in the first place?

Wei Mao, Wei Gui's single son, was terrified, and a sigh of wind passed him across, causing the curtains to hum. Shanzi Wei turned his head stiffly and looked inside the house inch by inch.

With the looking back of the white-haired youth, the second floor is lit up from the outside to the inside, as if welcoming the master's return. Shan Zi Wei can see the whole picture of the second floor at a glance. It has no extra walls to divide it into rooms. The whole floor is a room. Everything is in a glance: the stove sofa on the left, the dining table and refrigerator on the right, the bed and the front left. Wardrobe, bookshelf, desk and chair in the front right, and wash compartment in the corner on the left.

Several airtight white clothes hung on the hanger beside the bed to show who the owner of this room is. Wei Gui's room was more normal than Shanzi Wei imagined, and it was depressed.

This room covers all the needs of daily life, which means that Wei Gui never needs to go out again. The servant of the meal will bring it over. There is only one chair by the dining table, as lonely as its owner.

The whole room was full of suffocating loneliness. Shan Zi Wei saw the football under his desk, and he felt cold: shutting himself up on the second floor in such a secret, perhaps it was Wei Gui’s will, but it was not. There is no expectation of others...

Shanzi Wei touched Hanmao's erected arm. The only thing he was thankful for was that he didn't bump into the boss head-on. "That one" doesn't seem to be here.

Under the tremendous pressure that the boss may appear at any time, Shan Zi Wei searched Wei Gui's room hard. There was nothing to pay attention to on the dining table, sofa bed, etc., Shan Zi went straight to the desk on the right, with a mess of paper piled on it. At first sight, he saw the torn building drawings and newspapers, combined them with the original collected parts, and integrated all the scattered clues together.

The drawing of the building structure was torn away as expected in the middle part: the bottom part is the label of "Second Floor", the middle is the layout of the second floor, and the label of "Third Floor" above is torn off together-without this" "The third floor" is marked. No wonder the previous building structure drawings gave them the illusion of only two floors.

Shan Ziwei put aside the complete house structure plan, and it doesn’t make much sense to know the full layout of the Manda House until now. He rolled out the assembled newspaper and started

[Title: The **** and terrible scene of the Murder in the Manda House

Recently, there was an extremely vicious murder in our town, which resulted in the death of 3 people. It was the postman Li Moumou who delivered the report regularly every day. The three dead were the current residents of the Manda House: Wei Mo (48), his wife (46), and his son (12). The three died in a miserable state, with blood all over: Mrs. Wei suffered multiple bruises and 27 fractures. The fatal injury was a broken neck caused by a heavy impact; Mr. Wei was decapitated and dismembered, and he had called outside before his death; Xiao Wei His face was bloody, he was suspected of being stripped of his face by the murderer, and his death was due to a severe bleeding in his throat. The murderer is still being investigated, and any clues can be provided to the police. Xinhua News Agency reported. 】

Shan Zi Wei stared at the sentence "Xiao Wei's face is bloody, he is suspected of being stripped of his face by the murderer, because of his throat bleeding." He couldn't help but shiver. The "Xiao Wei" in the newspaper was obviously a servant, and his face was stripped... No wonder he was treated as a child of the Wei family by others.

Seeing the tragic death in the report, the pressure on Shan Zi Wei who was accused of the murderer by the victim was even more stressed. He suddenly felt that as Wei Gui, it was a miracle that he could live in the haunted house until now. However, there is a little list Wei is very puzzled, since he was "cruel" doing all this, why was he "amnesia" in fright?

——Perhaps, not his hands.

Since Wei Ruo had a real understanding, he pushed aside the newspaper and began to flip through the other papers on the desk.

On the top few pages are a series of formulas. At first glance, they look like math problems. After a closer look, they found that they are the derivation formulas of runes and magic circles. Shan Zi Wei felt a little bit subtle when he saw his handwriting. This game has imitated all his handwriting with magical powers. He quickly skipped the dazzling derivation process and turned directly to the result-a drawing with a six-pointed star magic array. , There are dimensions and notes next to it: blood must be used to draw a rune in the center of the magic circle to activate the summoning circle.

Summoning the magic circle... Isn't this the magic circle that Wei Gui summoned "Agui"?

The magic circle is not complicated. Shanzi Wei read it a few times and wrote it down directly. He intuitively felt that this was a very important clue, and it might be useful later. After putting away the magic array, Shan Ziwei continued to look at the pile of papers, but all that was left was waste paper painted with meaningless ink balls. Until he turned to the bottom page, there was finally new content on it.

[He

He will harm people

He will harm people

Can't keep him]

The handwriting on the paper is messy and hurried, and you can see the panic and panic of the writer. Shanzi Wei's heart beat faster and faster, and that messy narrative slyly and secretly stabbed a memory that he had forgotten. He shook his head nervously, focusing his attention on the message.

The messy handwriting gradually became firm, and the author obviously made up a certain determination and wrote it out:

【I recruited the ghost, I must send him away, he will harm people. 】

Underneath is a frightening bloodstain, rubbing the white paper severely. The familiar handwriting clearly indicated that this was Wei Gui's message in the past. The child seemed to have suffered some impact. He wrote this paragraph in a panic and incredulously, shaking with fear, but unexpectedly possessed courage and justice.

It is impossible for such a child to kill. Some thoughts in Shan Zi Wei's heart were confirmed, and it was not Wei Gui that caused the tragedy but "Agui". In this way, it makes sense why Wei Gui was frightened and amnesia. Even the servant's theory of "Wei Gui killed him" is correct. After all, it was Wei Gui who summoned "Agui". The subsequent tragedy happened.

Wei Gui thinks so too, so he wrote such a passage. Shan Zi Wei seems to be thinking about Wei Gui's heart, and he seems to say to himself: "I made him, so I have to be responsible..."

In the past, Wei Gui had obviously failed, and he also suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder. Now Shanzi Wei wants to complete this ritual for him—it should be said that he will send Agui away.

This is similar to "Kill the Ghost". Shanzi Wei speculates that Li Agui is the master and manipulator of the Manda Ancient Mansion, as long as Agui is not here—whether it is destroyed or sent away, players You can leave the old house.

Compared to killing the boss, sending the boss away is obviously much closer to the people, and the method has already begun to emerge. Shanzi Wei currently has in his hand—Zhang may be a magical plan for summoning Agui, but this is to invite ghosts rather than send ghosts, and he still lacks a key message.

Summoning circle...Summoning circle...Counter-summoning...

[...Almost all reversal magic circles can be derived from the original magic circles. If you don’t know how to do it, you can try to reverse the magic circles directly...]

The passage in Wei Gui's composition book is like a thunder that explodes the list of Wei, and the reminder has long been given: Can't the anti-summoning circle be drawn? Then just reverse the summoning circle directly.

A certain **** is very excited, and now everything is ready, only Dongfeng is owed, he almost finds a place to draw the anti-summoning circle!

Shan Zi Wei did as he thought of it, and he started looking for an open space to draw the magic circle-maybe just pushing the sofa and dining table apart? Wait, there seems to be a place behind the bookshelf...

Then Shanzi Wei found out that maybe he didn't need to draw a magic circle at all.

Behind the bookshelves, in the northeast corner of the room, a large magic circle was bleakly branded on the ground. It is almost an enlarged version of the magic array in Shanzi Wei's hands. The only difference is that there is no blood rune in the center of the array, only a mask lying there quietly.

This is the fourth mask that Shan Ziwei has seen so far. Compared with the previous masks, the mask in front of me is very simple, pure white face, without any patterns.

Shan Ziwei now has a kind of mysterious conviction on the other side. Almost all important information and plots are hidden in the memories in the mask. Therefore, he picked up the mask without hesitation and put it on.

The mask covered his face once, like the first snow falling on his face, it instantly melted into Shanzi Wei's skin, as if what he was wearing was not a mask, but a face. Shan Zi Wei was frightened. He felt that he had fainted. He collapsed in softness and couldn't open his eyes.

"Master, master, are you asleep?"

A voice rang from the side, tentatively increasing from small to loud.

——It’s Agui.

Sing Zi Wei had such a mentality. He was surprised to find that this memory was no longer just looking at it. Like the mask that melted on his face, he and Wei Gui became one body, and even thoughts were connected.

I don't want to care about Agui. Shanzi Wei—Wei Gui thought so, pretending to sleep with his eyes closed.

"Master..."

I saw that Wei Gui didn't respond, and the servant named Agui stopped calling.

Wei Gui heard the sound of cloth rubbing from Xixi Suosuo. After a while, he heard Agui say to him: "I'm sorry."

Wei Gui felt guilty in an instant. He thought, Dad was right in reprimanding, Agui is indeed better than him, and he shouldn't anger Agui.

So Wei Gui opened his eyes, intending to apologize to the servant, but saw Agui wearing his closed clothes and his Noh mask, leaving the room without looking back.

Agui, what is this going to do?

Wei Gui got up curiously and followed.

Da, da, da.

In the brightly lit corridor, a boy wearing a Noh mask and white clothes walked slowly. He almost walked and stopped, even with the children behind him who could only hide behind the ink painting, his eyes open. Look through the gap.

At this time, a "da da da" footstep sounded from downstairs, from far to near, it was obvious that someone was stepping up the stairs. The not rushing footsteps seemed to excite Agui, he paused for a moment, and then ran towards the top of the stairs in two steps.

As soon as Agui arrived at the top of the stairs, he ran into a beautiful woman head on.

Mom——

Wei Gui, who was hiding behind, yelled subconsciously in his heart, and his heart jumped quickly, completely unaware of what Agui, who pretended to be him, was going to say to his mother.

"Baby, why did you come out?" Mom asked with a smile.

Agui did not speak.

Mom stretched out her hand to touch Agui's head, "Do you want something? Tell your mom, mom will buy you..."

Agui stretched out his hand and pushed her mother hard.

Wei Gui froze suddenly, he seemed to be unable to understand what was happening before him. mom? Where's mom? My mother fell, and my mother was gone. The person who pushed her was...Agui...?

Porphy, porphy, porphy... Click.

There was a clear and ominous sound after the dull crash. Agui stood at the top of the stairs, seeming to be horrified by some terrible scene below, and stumbled downstairs.

Wei Gui also stumbling and chasing after him. When he was about to run to the top of the stairs, he heard his father's scream: "You--!?"

The man's roar was about to shake the roof open, and the child fell into a mess on the ground. His chin knocked on the top step of the stairs, and his eyes just looked down.

Blood, there is blood everywhere, mother's neck is like a broken hose, spraying scarlet liquid in all directions. Wei Gui was so scared that he had forgotten the pain. He stared blankly at the figure of his father leaving in a hurry. Together with him, he saw Agui squatting next to his mother. His mask somehow fell off, and his pale face was covered with ashes. .

"Come on--come soon! Blood, a lot of blood...! Dead...dead, dead! My wife is dead! She was killed—I, I see It’s the murderer! I didn’t expect, I really didn’t expect him to do this..."

The sound of Dad's call came from the living room, and Agui woke up suddenly, gradually despairing. At this moment, the axe on the wall also slid down and fell beside him. Agui was startled at first, and then his eyes lit up feverishly as if he had seen the last savior.

He grabbed the axe and rushed out——

Wei Gui, who was lying on the top of the stairs, shivered. Only he saw it. There was a hand like a jade spider on the wall. The wrist was not in the wall. The delicate finger cots opened the decorative lock, which was very pleasant. He sent the axe down and sank silently into the other end of the wall, as if he had done something very helpful and trivial.

A ghost...?

The owner of that hand is obviously on the other side of the wall. Wei Gui went downstairs tremblingly, crying in front of the woman's body.

Mom...

"Chuck."

In the ancient house, an ominous sound once again sounded. The child raised his teary and hazy eyes, and looked in fear in the direction of the sound.

On the other side of the wall, there is Dad, Gui, and Gui.

After the deathly silence, there was a weird "grunt" sound. Wei Gui was already terrified to the extreme, all his nerves tightened into a line, pulling the body of a walking corpse towards the living room.

One step, two steps, three steps...

What is that round one?

Three steps, four steps, five steps...

Ah, it's Dad's head.

Wei Gui stood at the entrance of the living room, looking at the blood-stained living room vaguely. Dad's headless body fell in front of the phone, and Agui knelt on the ground and convulsed. After looking carefully, he found that he was buckling his neck.

Someone—a tall man with his back turned to Wei Gui, standing in front of Agui, as if accepting Agui’s worship. When Agui finally pierced his throat and didn't move, he walked forward and tore off Agui's face.

That is...

Wei Gui couldn't help taking a step back, and the man turned around as if consciously, his ghostly eyes pierced into the depths of his soul, and Shanzi Wei suddenly awakened.

Sanzi Wei staggered a few steps and almost couldn't stand still, standing dizzyly on the bookshelf, not knowing what day it was for a while.

Run, run, run...

Wei Gui's last thought echoed in Shanzi Wei's mind like a devil, turning his brain into a ball of mud. When Shanzi Wei's brain finally got rid of the muddy state, he stepped on his feet with a drooping gaze.