The anchor doesn't want to die

Later, Liang Yuesheng learned that Federico was a noble count through the servants' chats, and after that night, he never saw the ghost who persuaded him to get the antidote for Federico.

Federico today had free time, so he walked into the studio on the third floor and sat in front of the canvas.The man's expression was unusually gentle, like a young boy about to date his lover.Liang Yuesheng floated to his side, sat down slowly, and admired the other party's elegant painting.

Federico's hands were white, thin, and a little sickly bony.The finger holding the pen moves slightly, leaving bright colors on the canvas.

There are a lot of blank parts. Liang Yuesheng didn't understand his actions at first, but it wasn't until the man gradually outlined the outline of the person that he understood the other's painting intention.

"Alfio," the man spoke slowly and gently, as if he was worried that the airflow from his words would blow away the smoke in the air. "After you left, I thought I lost all my inspiration. But now I really want to paint you, and I really want to leave your appearance on the canvas forever."

Time flows slowly, and the setting sun is setting to the west.Federico didn't let go of the paintbrush until the setting sun painted the world with a layer of blood.

The unfinished portrait was splashed with rich red by the setting sun, and the man looked at the lover in the canvas with panic in his expression.

"Alfio, why is your body on fire?"

Before he finished speaking, Federico poured all the water for washing the pens on the canvas, panting looking at the water-damaged portrait.The silhouettes that could still be seen before were now in a mess, leaving only chaotic color blocks.

"Where have you been? Alfio, where are you?"

The man howled hoarsely, like a wounded beast, hugging the painting mixed with paint and water, not minding dirtying his expensive clothes at all.

The noble earl overturned the paint and easel like a child, holding his destroyed painting and weeping.Liang Yuesheng couldn't bear it, but could only watch the other party make all kinds of ridiculous actions.

He is just a ghost, a player, occupying Alfio's perspective, watching Federico's loneliness and loneliness.

The servants came quickly, cleaned up the mess skillfully, and helped Federico, who was crying, back to the bedroom.

Liang Yuesheng sat on the head of the bed, watching Federico's expression.

"The good earl lives like this..."

After sighing, he thought of Jiang Chen.It was his first taste of love, and he didn't have much understanding of love, but after seeing Jiang Chen's depression, he also more or less understood what is the despair of losing a loved one.

He imagined the scene of Jiang Chen waking up and found that the person next to his pillow had been asleep forever, and his mood became more and more depressed.

If he can't return to the real world again, will Jiang Chen become the same as Federico in front of him?Obviously had everything, but lost the most important lover.Even if there are more and more beautiful scenery in the world, I don't want to appreciate it alone.

Federico shed tears silently, and there was only despair in his beautiful eyes.

Then, with a flash of silver light, Liang Yuesheng saw a dagger——it was pulled out by Federico from under the pillow.

He opened his eyes wide, and before the other party self-mutilated, he possessed himself on the vase by the bedside and fell heavily into Federico's hand.

Fragments of the vase were scattered all over the ground, and the dagger slid down along the man's fingers, making a crisp sound.

"Why... why don't you let me accompany you?"

Liang Yuesheng floated in the air, looking down at the other person's face, until Federico slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a gentle smile that made his hair stand on end.

"Ah, my favorite Alfio, I haven't avenged you yet, I haven't made a perfect body for you—"

The man raised his head and looked up into the sky, his eyes were empty, but there was a determined smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Honey, wait for me."

The darkness came with severe pain, and the strong dizziness made Liang Yuesheng think that he was sitting on the time machine. When he struggled to open his eyelids, he saw a completely different environment.

It's still the same castle, but the quaint tone has changed to dilapidated and weird, and there seems to be an ominous atmosphere in the air, which is frightening for no reason.

"Anchor, in fact, you just finished the prologue of the game." Tangyuan's voice sounded unhurriedly.

"so?"

"So the previous Alfio perspective is just a foreshadowing."

"so?"

"So please work hard on the main content, anchor!"

Liang Yuesheng looked at his hands, which were soft and delicate, obviously belonging to a human teenager, but he couldn't smile at all.Because he found that rows of explanations clearly appeared in his mind.

Twenty years have passed since the owner of the castle passed away.It is said that the Earl named Federico was hurt by love and died young, leaving a lot of wealth in the castle. As long as someone can pass the challenge of the castle, he can take the earl's wealth as his own have.Although in the past 20 years, countless people have come to challenge, or returned without success, or disappeared, but they still can't stop young people from seeking wealth in danger.

"Feliche, why are you in a daze? Let's go!" His companion greeted him.

Liang Yuesheng turned around and looked at the slowly closing door behind him, suddenly a bad emotion flashed in his heart.

He rushed to the door, but couldn't stop it from closing, and the door slammed shut, blocking the last ray of sunlight.He gritted his teeth and kicked the heavy iron door hard, only to find that it didn't budge.

It's over, the routine of the Japanese classic pixel horror game is here.

Liang Yuesheng turned around, looked at his companions, and saw that the children who were about the same age as his body panicked, obviously frightened by the inexplicably closed door.

"This... this should be the first challenge the earl has given us, we can't let ourselves go!" A blond boy forced himself to remain calm.

Liang Yuesheng let out a long sigh. There were four of them in the expedition team, who wanted money and risked their lives.The handsome blond boy Enzo, the tall and burly red-haired brother Pino, the calm and calm black-haired little Orlando, plus him Felice, four sixteen or seventeen-year-old young boys, in order to gain wealth and Status, sent himself into the gate of hell.Knowing that there are strange things in this ancient castle, but still want to walk on the road of death, test their own luck.

Pino's character was as flamboyant as his red hair, he snorted nonchalantly, and said, "I'll go to the warehouse first, and you can play by yourself. Let me tell you first, whoever finds something belongs to him, don't blame me when the time comes Richer than you." After speaking, he walked into the darkness and left the team.

Liang Yuesheng was dumbfounded. Leaving the team to become a lone ranger in this kind of game is tantamount to courting death. Although in this kind of game, the protagonist's team is often wiped out, but the first one to die is obviously the one who can do the best.

Orlando was a little cool. "Leave him alone, let's go inside first, and we can always meet up then."

"Do you really think... can we still meet?" Liang Yuesheng said speculatively.

"Why not?" Enzo trembled slightly.

A gust of wind blew, and the two trembled together.The lady in the mural watched them with a smile, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Did she move just now?" Orlando rubbed his eyes suspiciously.

"Wrong, delusion." Enzo insisted.

As if to refute Enzo's words, the lady in the painting suddenly showed her fangs, her eyes turned into black holes, blood flowed down her seven orifices, and dripped on the old carpet.

There was a sinister laughter in the air, as sharp as someone scratching the wall with their fingernails.The lady broke free from the frame suddenly, and stuck out her upper body from the painting. Her sharp fingers and claws extended outward like dead branches, almost touching Enzo's cheek.

"what--"

The three ran away and rushed into a small, crowded room.

Liang Yuesheng originally thought that he was the weakest in physical strength, but he didn't expect that Turandot, the shortest among them, was weaker than him, but after running a few steps, Turandot was panting like a cow.

"Hey, you... Huh... your physical strength is not... so weak..." Liang Yuesheng supported his knees, panting.

"Aren't you... the same..." Turandot's little face was as red as a baboon.

Liang Yuesheng looked around, trying to steady his breathing.

This is a storage room, and a dozen statues are quietly arranged in the room.They have similar appearances, but they are all unfinished works.

Enzo and Turandot apparently also saw these snow-white marble statues, gasping for air, they were amazed at their appearance.Enzo gave a gesture of approval to the sculpture, "I heard that Count Federico loved art during his lifetime, so this should be his work."

The statues made of stone pose in various poses and wear different styles of clothes. The only thing that remains the same is the long hair that hangs down and the face that is only outlined.

These statues are more or less lacking in some details, as if the people who created them suddenly lost their inspiration during the sculpture process, so that they had to give up halfway, leaving these flaws.

Looking at these statues, Liang Yuesheng felt chilly in his heart.Before ending the prologue, Federico once said that he wants to make a better body for his lover. Presumably, these sculptures are defective products bought by Federico's painstaking efforts. He wants to create a perfect body for his lover, but On the road of art, he got a dead end.

Liang Yuesheng straightened up, and slowly walked towards the statues of his height, stroking the stone's cold cheeks.

"Perfection" is impossible. Venus is famous for his broken arm, and Laocoon is famous for his pain.Federico was unable to create a "perfect" body for his lover, and he must have lived an extremely paranoid and painful life in the years before his death.

His fingertips were slightly wet, and his thoughts were suddenly interrupted. Liang Yuesheng raised his head, and saw the scene that sent chills down his spine.

The statue he touched shed tears of blood and reached out to grab his wrist.

"Hiss..." He tried to pull out his wrist, but found that the sculpture seemed to grow on him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't squeeze his wrist.

"Feliche, what's wrong with you?" Enzo approached suspiciously, and immediately saw the accident clearly, his face horrified.

The statue came alive, moving one after another.They stood up slowly, like snow-white zombies.

Liang Yuesheng didn't know where his strength came from, and kicked down the statue holding his wrist. The statue fell to the ground, splashing bright red liquid like a human being, and screaming in pain.The three walked like flying, and rushed to the door of the storage room.Liang Yuesheng ran at the back, and did not forget to lock the door when going out.

There was a deafening beating sound from behind the door, Liang Yuesheng didn't dare to be careless, and shouted at his two friends: "Go!" The three of them went upstairs and ran into a bedroom.

Immediately, Liang Yuesheng realized that this was the room where he woke up in the prologue as Alfio, but the previous carpet disappeared, replaced by a huge pentagram pattern.

The paint used to paint the pentagram is so red that it looks a bit like dried blood.It wasn't until Liang Yuesheng circled to the direction of the head of the bed that he realized that it wasn't a pentagram at all, but an inverse pentagram that symbolized Satan.Inside the inverse pentagram, a dim pattern of a goat's head can be faintly seen. The terrifying goat is staring at outsiders viciously, as if despising the gods and the world.

He gasped. The only resident of this castle was Federico, and there was obviously only one person to draw the inverse pentagram formation.

"Count Federico is crazy!" Turandot obviously recognized this symbol representing hell, "The count betrayed the gods!"

Enzo was obviously not as knowledgeable as Turandot, and he didn't know the evil of the reverse pentagram. He asked, "Isn't the count a child of God?"

"The inverse pentagram is a symbol of Satan..." Turandot obviously didn't recover from the thunderbolt, "The reason why there are unclean things in this castle is probably related to this formation."

Liang Yuesheng nodded. When he was still playing the role of Alfio's ghost, the castle did not appear in its current state at all.

"The Earl may be trying to summon a demon." Thinking of Federico's two goals - to avenge Alfio and create a perfect body, Liang Yuesheng sighed.

He knelt down and touched the paint on the ground.The rough ground cut his finger, a drop of blood fell to the ground, and the inverse pentagram shone bright red.

The flowing red liquid is like a human blood vessel, full of vitality.The goat suddenly opened its eyes wide, and the extremely fierce light appeared in the empty pupils.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw something bad in each other's eyes.

A strong wind blows, rolling up a circular vortex along the outline of the pentagram.A violent airflow rose from the ground, making hunting sounds in the secret room.

Just when the three of them thought that some kind of ghosts and snake spirits would emerge from the formation soon, the pentagram suddenly dimmed, the whirlwind suddenly stopped, and there was nothing on the empty ground except patterns.

Liang Yuesheng let out a long breath of relief.

"Let's go, let's go to another room." He stood up, turned around and left, but felt someone gently touch his face in the darkness.

"Enzo?" He turned his head sideways and found his two companions walking unhurriedly behind him.

"Why are you calling me?" Enzo was at a loss.

Just when Liang Yuesheng was about to think that he had just had an illusion, he felt his nose was lightly pinched.Enzo and Turandot stood in front of him with blank expressions.

"..." He suddenly felt a little cold.

He just... was tricked by a ghost?

The author has something to say:

Liang Yuesheng: "Enzuo, did you touch me just now?"

Enzo: "???"

The ghost who did not want to be named: "Hehe."