I rely on sand sculptures to dissuade dead NPCs

This castle is not big.

There are only 4 floors in total, the second floor is the guest room, the fourth floor is locked with iron chains, and the remaining first and third floors were quickly searched by everyone.

6 pairs of eyes stared at the 'trophies' on the dining table, and Li Mumu stood beside him with his hips akimbo, with a smug smile on his face.

Everyone: "..."

Yu Yi was very beautiful when he opened his mouth: "You took a fucking rag and told me that this is what you've searched for for 2 hours?"

My grandma sees you as a piece of trash.

Li Mumu's current state seems to be Xue Feihen's personality, and he is leaning against the chair weakly.

With a calm face, he lifted the gauze: "I found an oil painting in a room on the third floor, which should be the baron's family portrait."

The oil painting is almost the same as what Yu Yi saw just now.

The expressions, clothing, and colors in the painting of the woman and the boy with Yue Ge's dead face are all the same, but there is an extra person in the painting——

A person who paints for them.

The man who painted was wearing leather sleeves and an apron, with an exaggerated smile on his face.

Although there are 3 people in the painting, only the man is smiling, but the atmosphere of the whole painting seems to be happy, and the people in the painting are looking at each other with eyes full of love.

Xue Feihen looked at Yue Ge: "Can you explain this?"

He pointed to the boy in the painting.

Yue Ge turned the ring on his finger, his face frosty.

Yu Yi gave a "tsk" and pursed his lower lip.

"wait for me."

Take two steps up the stairs and disappear around the corner.

The reason why the castle is not big is that every floor can hear any loud noises in the hall.

Clang!

Clang!

Everyone listened to the sound of hammering on the third floor resounding throughout the castle.

Gu Nian carefully looked around, and was relieved when he didn't see the housekeeper.

If the butler heard this, he would probably go crazy.

The large-scale house demolition lasted about 8 or 9 minutes, and the construction worker upstairs finally stopped.

When everyone thought they could stop for a while——

Clang, clang, clang.

The voice was even wilder than before, as if the housekeeper wouldn't let it go if it was too noisy.

Everyone: "..."

This shit is hopeless, everyone is probably going to die here today.

·

Yu Yi held the oil painting in one hand and flashed down in a few steps.

When he walked to the dining table, everyone stared at him with tired faces and complicated expressions.

Yu Yi: "?"

It's obvious that I'm tearing down the painting, why do you guys look more tired than me?

Mr. Beggar speaks very badly

With a ferocious face, paired with two big muscles protruding from the biceps, it is full of shocking power.

Yu Yi turned cold and didn't bother to explain to him.

The beggar continued to spit sewage: "Fuck, I think you just want to lure the housekeeper to kill us, and then do the task alone, don't think I don't know, you just want to step on people to climb up, damn it!" ..."

He was still thinking about it.

Yu Yi: "..."

Looking at him like looking at an idiot.

Zhang Heng stared, rolling up his sleeves as if punching Yu Yi in the face.

The two girls and Xue Feihen, who was barely a girl in psychology, were frightened, and flinched back with a pale face.

Just as Yue Ge was about to move, the farmer carrying a hoe shouted behind him——

"Don't do it, whoever forces you to kill him with a pickaxe!"

This sound was very shocking, everyone turned their heads to look at him, and stopped talking.

Jiang Yuanfan's face trembled: "..."

Worth!Really scary chicken.

Yu Yi said lightly: "Don't look at it if you have the ability."

Zhang Heng stared at the air: "If you don't look at it, don't look at it, it's like I don't even look at you."

He cursed harshly and rushed away angrily.

……

Yu Yi put the painting on the table with a bang.

Everyone thought he was going to lose his temper.

Yu Yi: "Let's take a look."

Everyone gathered around eagerly.

Everyone: "..."

Don't dare to speak, dare not speak.

Seeing the painting that Yu Yi brought clearly, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

The two paintings are placed together, except for the artist and the narrowing of the angle of view, the rest are exactly the same.

Yu Yi was silent for a moment, his eyes switching back and forth between the eyes of the woman in the two paintings.

The comparison is even clearer. What the woman is looking at is not the person who painted them, but what she is looking at is the fourth person present, that is, the painter hidden behind the second painting.

It's like a ring and a ring, the perspective is constantly expanding, and the whole picture is narrated to them.

This feeling is actually very uncomfortable.

From the time they entered the game scene, there was a faint sense of emptiness and constriction, and they were depressed and out of breath.

Starting from the small town of Macondo, everyone is talking about God and the Pope, and the Pope will always be in the imperial capital in people's mouths.When they came to Budapest Castle, the butler was talking about God and the Pope again, but the Pope was still in the imperial capital they didn't know about.

What is God?

Nothingness and ethereal.

Where is the capital?What is the capital?

Or they all thought at the same time that the imperial capital is really a place of existence.

Just like in these two paintings, someone is painting a woman and a boy, and someone is painting a painter, a woman, and a boy. Will there be another painting that is painting a wider field of vision?

Everyone fell silent, and a creepy feeling spread in the air.

This feeling is not the fear of demons and ghosts, but a sense of powerlessness and insignificance, as if there is a vast grassland outside, but they are trapped in this small castle and cannot be freed.

Yue Ge suddenly took a step and stood in everyone's sight.

Lift up the lower edge of the two-person oil painting with two fingers.

Yue Ge: "There is something under the eyes in this painting."

Everyone looked over in unison.

There are subtle differences between the portraits of two people and the portraits of three people under Yue Ge's raised perspective.

In the painting, there are two faint traces of tears at the corners of the woman's eyes, the shadow at the corner of her mouth droops slightly due to the change of light, and the light spot in her eyes dims, as if she has lost her soul. The whole person looks...

very sad.

With a pale face, Gu Nian said tremblingly, "I found a torn diary in the utility room on the first floor."

She took the crumpled piece of paper out of her pocket.

For some reason, she had an intuition that the change in the expression of the woman in the portrait was related to the words recorded on this fragmented page.

It can be seen that the culture of the owner of the broken page is not high, 8 out of 7 words in a sentence are wrong, 'a' is written as 'e', ​​'r' becomes 'v'...

The only one that is right is a vertical - 'I'.

·

A 3-day diary was written on paper.

January 1677, 10 in the Gregorian calendar.

I feel like this castle is dying. Despair and death have quietly swallowed this place.Everyone changed, it was a weird feeling, I can't put it into words, but everyone lost their smiles, like overnight.

January 1677, 10 in the Gregorian calendar.

Madame got sick again this morning, for the first time since that incident, and she suddenly asked me to put her favorite vase on the cabinet, but I couldn't find it, it wasn't anywhere.

Madam suddenly vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in the evening, she seemed to be running out of time, I, Doris, prayed to God to be merciful to His people, and let Madam get well soon.

January 1677, 10 in the Gregorian calendar.

Madame... is dead.

The last sentence was written very distorted, as if rushed out in a hurry——

His Excellency the Pope came suddenly, butler, what on earth is he trying to do! Inthecal...

The handwriting turned into a long line, and the strokes pierced the paper, leaving a scar.

Lian Xiao muttered: "Is it in the car?"

She dipped some water in her glass and wrote 'car' on the table.

Gu

Jiang Yuanfan came to his senses suddenly, and patted the table: "That's right! She wrote about a car, in the car, what car? Pick up our carriage?"

"That's not right." He sighed, "The door is locked, so how can we find a carriage if we can't get out."

Then he curled up holding his hoe with his head down.

"..."

Yue Ge put a blank face, tapped the table with his fingertips, but didn't speak.

Xue Feihen leaned on the wooden chair, his face was frighteningly white.

"Cough cough." Yu Yi coughed twice.

Everyone look over.

Yu Yi: "...clear your throat."

Hold.

Everyone fell into endless panic again.

·

Time flies, 8 o'clock in the evening.

The valets ring the 2 rooms on the 7nd floor.

Bow to the person who opened the door: "Sir, it's time for dinner, please go down to eat."

He raised his head, facing a bird head that scared people to death.

butler:"……"

Next time, I have to change with other people. If I do this every day, it is estimated that after 7 days, I will be added to the team of corpses.

Yu Yi's voice muffled through the crow's head: "First floor?"

The valet tried to pull a laugh.

but failed.

"Yes, sir," he said dryly.

Yu Yi followed behind him. The second floor of the castle was a circular structure with 2 rooms in a circle. He was the last one, and the 7 people in front were going down.

Formal attire was required for the dinner, but they didn't have it, and the housekeeper seemed stingy and didn't want to provide it.

The butler watched the seven people in strange costumes come down, the skin that had been pulled off their faces was embellished again.

His eyes glanced at a group of psychopaths, astronomers and teachers are still like that.

The butler walked over with an obvious smirk, ready to compliment the two elegant guests.

"You two are really—"

He glanced at Yue Ge's right arm hidden behind Yu Yi's robe and couldn't boast.

The teacher who has always been well-educated did not know why he was going crazy, half of the shirt sleeve on his right arm was torn off, and half of his arm with smooth lines and slight muscles was shining nondescriptly, blowing cold wind.

"-Very good." The housekeeper choked out two words.

Exaggerating is equal to not boasting.

Yu Yi glanced at Yue Ge's arm and asked, "Isn't it cold?"

Yue Ge's face became even colder: "It's okay."

Yu Yi: "..."

Conversation ends.