[Infinite] End Game

The four of them divided into two groups. Tang Yu watched Mutor and Chang He go up to the third floor, and then walked towards the storage room with Zhang Jingjing, who was a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous," Tang Yu listened to Zhang Jingjing's rapid breathing, turned his head to comfort him, "I think Mr. Wilton is a puppet with ambition, and he shouldn't appear by our side."

Zhang Jingjing was taken aback when she heard the words, and couldn't help asking: "Then why don't we go up together."

Tang Yu stopped and looked at her, "Do you dare to go up?"

"...Uh," Zhang Jingjing thought for a while, and suddenly became obedient, "It's better not to be."

"So we are just in case. If the puppet is really on the second floor, wouldn't it be useless for the four people to go up?"

... Oh, but after all, isn't there still a possibility of danger here?

Although she also knows that it is impossible to guarantee absolute safety in the dungeon, but the instinct of fear is the same as the three urgencies of people, and it is not under her control.

Zhang Jingjing took a breath, followed Tang Yu into the corridor, and said, "I'm pregnant, don't scare me."

"I don't want to scare you," Tang Yu said, "The probability of accidents is 80.00% in their place, but only 20.00% in our place. Wealth and wealth are in danger, just be careful, and... I still have something I want to see."

While talking, the two had reached the door of the storage room. Tang Yu lit a candle, and the flickering candle flame swept across several broken puppets on the ground, making Zhang Jingjing sweat all over his body.She regained her composure, and just when she had the courage to take a few steps closer, she was choked by the dust and coughed again.

"Don't come here," Tang Yu narrowed his eyes and said after hearing the sound, "Just help me watch the wind."

"What are you looking for?" Zhang Jingjing stood at the door holding a candlestick, glanced at the long corridor, and then at Tang Yu who was rummaging through a pile of sundries.

"...Do you think the owner of the castle is a human or something else?" Tang Yu said surprisingly.

Zhang Jingjing's hand holding the candlestick trembled subconsciously, and Tang Yu continued to say with her back turned: "I've been thinking about the photo I saw, if the photo was taken 20 years ago, then anyway Mr. Steward's aging is too obvious...and that carving knife, why was it put away?"

"If you try to connect these two points, a more reasonable explanation is that Mr. Steward was seriously ill 20 years ago, so his aging rate is twice that of ordinary people, and that's why he gave up his career in sculpture. But if Looking at it from another perspective, maybe we can draw a bold hypothesis - what if the time from that photo is not just 20 years, but 40, 50 years?"

"What, mean?" Zhang Jingjing's voice became extremely dry at this moment, she swallowed hard and asked.

"It means that it's not that the butler is aging too much, but that the castle owner's time has stopped. The butler gave up carving not because of illness, but because he carved something extraordinary, and..."

Tang Yu lifted up a piece of wood in the corner, looked at another broken doll exposed below, and said softly, "I believe that so-called spiritual seance ceremony has already happened and succeeded once."

the other side.

In the master bedroom on the third floor, for some reason, the master who the housekeeper said was not in good health and liked to stay in the room was not there.

At the same time Tang Yu found the other fragment of the puppet, Chang He also dragged out a box from under the castle owner's bed. Inside was a yellowed letter written by a doctor.

Chang He opened the yellowed letter paper and looked at it at a glance. The doctor in the letter explained in an apologetic tone that the current illness of the castle owner was caused by a congenital defect, and he could not live beyond the age of 20. No god can change this regrettable ending.And the most important thing is that this letter was signed 49 years earlier than what Tang Yu saw in the butler's notebook.

That is to say...

Chang He's heart suddenly trembled, and almost at the same moment, a huge force mixed with the sound of air explosion hit his back. Chang He instinctively raised his arms to block, but was still pushed out by this strange force , the body directly broke the wooden bed and the window, and slammed into the tree trunk in the distant snow field all the way.

The pale-faced young man slowly retracted his posture, and looked in the direction of Mutor with no expression on his face. As early as Chang He's body flew out, Mutor rushed out as fast as he could, and ran downstairs as fast as he could. .

The loud noise on the third floor also alarmed Tang Yu, but they didn't have the chance to rush up to see what happened. Instead, they had to face the Wilton puppet who quietly appeared in the corridor first.

"...What, what should I do?" Zhang Jingjing clenched her fingers tightly, holding the knife that came out of the dining table tightly, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead.

The storage room itself was at the far end of the second floor, and the puppet stood in the corridor, just blocking their way out.Tang Yuzheng put down the broken limb of the puppet in his hand, walked to Zhang Jingjing's side, looked at the puppet approaching them with a grim smile, and quickly said, "I'll stop it in a while, you take the opportunity to run out."

As soon as the voice fell, the puppet rushed forward.

Counting Liu Shucai, the puppet has already eaten three people. Compared with the first night's fight, the puppet's strength has been tripled. Tang Yu resisted the knife very reluctantly, and said to Zhang Jingjing who was a little scared: "Run! !"

Zhang Jingjing trembled violently, then turned and ran.Tang Yu held the handle of the knife with his backhand, and was about to draw the knife and slash, but the puppet suddenly rolled its eyes, kicked hard on the scabbard unexpectedly, turned and chased Zhang Jingjing out.

"—Help, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Zhang Jingjing was frightened out of her wits, and her already fast speed was even more extreme.Especially when Mutor who rushed down from the third floor appeared in her vision, she instinctively yelled and ran over there.

—Fuck!

Before the back could catch up, another one came in front.

Mutor widened his eyes, looked at Zhang Jingjing who was running over and the puppet behind her who was about to catch her hair, subconsciously stretched out his hand and pushed, Zhang Jingjing's body lost balance and fell backwards, her neck could almost feel the cold blade.

At the very moment, she didn't know what to think, and suddenly reached out and grabbed a silver mask in front of her face, and the puppet who was about to drop a knife suddenly froze, and let Zhang Jingjing throw herself down He didn't attack at his side, instead he just passed her and knocked Mutor to the ground.

"You want to push her and ask her to give you a back?" Tang Yu had already caught up in just a few breaths, he helped Zhang Jingjing up, and looked at Mutor indifferently.

"I didn't!" Mutor retorted subconsciously, but as soon as the words fell, his face suddenly turned pale, and the strength of the puppet suddenly became extremely huge.

"—Quick, help, help!"

It would be a lie to say that his actions just now did not mean to arrest Zhang Jingjing for death. Mutor also knew that he had said something that should not have been said, and he had become a target for the puppet to kill. Squeeze out this sentence.