I am invincible after I can read the file

【You must answer the question correctly, otherwise the corridor will be infinitely extended】

Jiang Huai didn't speak for the time being, but continued to touch upwards, and he realized that what he touched was a Westerner.

A Westerner with a "sharp" appearance, a sharp nose like a hidden weapon, and eyelashes that look like curved needles, this seems abnormal again.

It's like cutting a three-dimensional human face and pressing it on the canvas.

Jiang Huai withdrew his hand and tapped the floor with a crowbar in the darkness.

The image shaped by the echo appeared in his mind again——

What seems to be more?

At the beginning, the sound was very smooth, making Jiang Huai confirm that there was no one else in the corridor except him, but now...he turned his head, tapped twice again, then turned his back and stretched out his hand.

He touched a wax figure behind him. The moment he touched it, at such a close distance, the smell of inferior wax oil almost filled Jianghuai's nostrils.

This appears to be... a lady?

He wasn't sure, because the figure of the wax figure was distorted, and Jiang Huai didn't know more details just by touching it with his hands.

——It’s really inconvenient to not be able to see, but it would be nice if there was light.

The Wax Lady spoke up, "What do you... think about... my... marriage to Freddie?"

Jiang Huai withdrew his hand, listened quietly to the movement of the clock on his wrist, and then asked, "Excuse me, are you two Mr. Freddie and Ms. Triss?"

"Yes Yes……"

So far, there seems to be no danger.

Jiang Huai pondered for a moment: "I don't think you should invite strangers to evaluate your marriage relationship."

Freddie on the wall said, "You haven't heard our story."

Jiang Huai: "It must be a love story that can't be finished in a day, so I don't think it's necessary to listen to it, because marriage is your business, and the evaluation of the outside world is not important."

The portraits and waxworks are silent.

"Then," said Freddie, "take our son away, he's too noisy and deserves to go to hell."

Jiang Huai: "?" This is unnecessary.

And was Freddie cursing him?

He heard the sound of rustling, and then the sound of dripping water. It was Triss who cut open her abdomen and took out something. The little thing smelled like pungent paint. Jiang Huai felt that the moment it appeared , my sense of smell has been scrapped.

Triss handed her "son" in the direction of Jianghuai.

Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment, then heard the sound of "clicking" footsteps, as if the wax figure was taking another step closer.

...so how did she suddenly appear behind him?

Jiang Huai still took the "child", very light, like holding a block of wax covered with paint. He touched it and found that it was a goat made of wax, about the size of a baby. Strangely, he hugged it in his arms , seemed to feel a steady heartbeat.

Seeing that Triss and Freddy stopped talking, Jiang Huai held the goat in one hand and knocked on the floor.

"Boom—"

The moment Jianghuai hit the floor, he heard the echo like a mountain whistling and a tsunami.

It came from the goat in his arms.

[Ah... this guy is really noisy. ]

At that moment, his heart almost stopped beating, but soon Jiang Huai realized——

[Are you restricting me?Whether it's vision, smell, or hearing... is it to limit me?Attacking a violent disassembly copy will suffer a rebound, but it does not seem to be in danger. If you don't answer the question, you can't leave? ]

He lifted the goat up and heard its heartbeat again. He took a few steps forward and was slightly taken aback.

This heart rate...

— the heartbeat of the wax goat is exactly the same as his.

But it was just a guess for the time being. He counted his steps and continued to walk forward. After about ten meters, he touched the doorknob, turned it lightly, and the door opened.

Behind the door is still a dark world. After Jiang Huai took out the phone, he found that there was still no light.

Jiang Huai knocked on the floor and was attacked by sound waves again. He frowned and chose to touch it with his hands.

He hit the stairs, ignoring the smell of paint on his body, and a faint smell of blood.

After going up two flights of stairs, he found the shoe cabinet, and then up, was the light switch.

"Crack", the light is on.

A dim yellow light flickered several times, came on, and the light was dim, flickering and flickering.

He found himself standing in the entrance of a family, and the light was the small light on the top of the entrance, and it was an old light bulb.

Jiang Huai lowered his head.

A black goat lay in his arms, leaving black oily marks on his coat.

Seeing him lower his head, the black goat opened his mouth and showed a scarlet smile.

[If it's really to restrict me... Didn't I close my [Package]? ]

【The eldest son of Freddie and Triss】

【Mission props】

【Cannot be put into the space package, cannot be discarded, please carry it with you】

As if knowing that Jiang Huai couldn't get rid of him, the goat's mouth widened and formed a nasty arc.

Jianghuai is very calm.

He took out the soundproof box, noise-cancelling headphones, spare light bulbs, night vision camera, and toolbox from the [package].

First stuff the black goat with an unbelievable face into the box, and then step on the bench to change the light bulb on the head. Although he was shocked twice when he didn't turn off the light when changing the light bulb-but that little injury didn't damage him at all. Defend.

And the camera didn't capture anything.

The light became brighter, although it was still flickering, but JAC was unable to fix the circuit for the time being.

He was not in a hurry to leave, and began to search this small entrance——

The uppermost layer of the shoe cabinet is for the little girl's shoes, and the lower layers are all for men. He took out a tape measure and measured the size of the shoe. He confirmed that the adult's height is about 175, and the little girl's shoes span a large distance, so it is not possible to determine for the time being. height age.

There is a vase above the shoe cabinet, and there are two wilted roses in the vase. Jiang Huai pulls out the flowers, puts them in the package, and then shakes the bottle.

There was a crisp sound from inside the bottle mouth.

He poured out a thin handful of water, and a brass key fell into the palm of his hand.

[The key is very small, I don't know what door it can be used to open]

On the left is the shoe cabinet, on the right corner there is an umbrella, and on the wall is a watercolor painting, only about 1.5 meters high, so Jianghuai can only squat down to check.

【Painting: Dad, Mom and their goats】

He pressed the flashlight, but it still couldn't light up.

strangeness……

"The light bulb can be replaced, but isn't the light from the flashlight and mobile phone not good?" He reached out and stroked the watercolor painting, making sure that there was nothing behind it. "It seems that only the light allowed by the rules can appear here."

The black goat has been howling since it was put into the box, but it was just a slightly annoying noise to Jianghuai, not as deafening as it was at the beginning.

The watercolor painting was stuck on the wall with adhesive tape. Jiang Huai carefully cut it with a knife and slowly peeled off the painting from the wall.

——There is a dark hole directly behind the drawing paper, surrounded by faint bloodstains.

[It's a hole, do you want to see what's behind it? 】

Jiang Huai frowned, the light couldn't pass through the hole, he was carrying his bag, he could only lean against the wall, with one eye closed and the other open, against the wall.

His eyes went dark, and the situation on the opposite side appeared in front of his eyes.

The dim yellow lights were flickering, and the first thing Jiang Huai saw were shoe cabinets, vases, and fresh rose flowers stuck in the mouth of the vases.

—a mirrored room?

He blinked, and the next second, a figure appeared in the room.

It was indeed a figure—for it was an upright, solid black figure.

But at this unsuitable height, what he saw was the chest and abdomen of the opponent.

He, or she, this figure whose gender cannot be identified for the time being raised his hand, and Jiang Huai realized that he was holding a long-handled hammer in his hand. The hammer smashed the vase, water droplets splashed, and then the figure turned around twice , kicked the umbrella away, and kicked the shoe cabinet twice, as if to vent his anger.

When there was nothing to smash here, he suddenly turned around and "looked" in the direction of Jianghuai.

Then, there was darkness in front of Jiang Huai's eyes——

It should be that the other party, like him, also pressed his eyes to the hole in the wall, but in essence it was a black shadow, so... it seems nothing?Jiang Huai wanted to raise his head, but a bloodshot eye suddenly appeared in his sight.

Because he was mentally prepared from the beginning, Jiang Huai was not frightened.

... Strangely, the pupils were trembling crazily.

It seems that instead of being afraid of something.

The pupils receded, and it seemed that the black shadow raised its head, and then, it hit the hole with a hammer.

Jiang Huai took a step back. The moment he stepped back, a black oil-like liquid gurgled out of the hole and landed on the floor, forming a thin layer within a few seconds.

[The liquid seems to be forcing me out of here? ]

He picked up the bag containing the black goat and straddled his shoulders, and stepped up two steps. There was darkness in front of him, and during the few seconds he hesitated on the steps, the black oil in the entrance had already accumulated a finger-thick.

Jiang Huai paused, raised his hand, pressed a corner of the shoe cabinet with one hand, and picked up the shoe cabinet.

——There is a large bloodstain behind the shoe cabinet.

[...Whether it is a painting or a cabinet, are they all used to cover the blood stains behind it? ]

Jiang Huai shook his head and walked into the dull living room. After he left, black oil spread up the first step.

"Is anyone there?" he asked.

The black goat beside him made a muffled noise through the bag.

Jiang Huai: "No, I'm not asking you."

The smell of blood confused his sense of smell. He touched the wall and wiped a half-frozen liquid in his hands.

is blood.

——Why are there always these familiar horror plots in the field?Can't it be ketchup?

If it was tomato sauce, Jianghuai would be even more surprised.

He walked forward by touching the wall, walked around the room, and roughly figured out what kind of room it was.

The size of the room is about 4x6. There is a door directly opposite Xuanguan, which cannot be opened without a key.

There is also a door on the left side of Jianghuai, which seems to be able to be twisted, but he has not opened it for the time being.

He fumbled indoors and bumped into the dining table in front left and a small round table tens of centimeters high on the ground.

There were a few empty plates on the dining table, surrounded by two chairs, the other raised up, probably for a child.

He went to grope for the small round table on the ground again. There was a foam board not far from the small round table, and there were watercolor pens and drawing paper on the table.

Then, Jiang Huai found that he seemed to have knocked over something——

"Stab... stab..."

"Welcome to the...Spoof...the show...I am the host...today..."

[Looks like a radio?But it seems that this kind of program is not suitable for children. ]

This is a family with a single father and a child.

Jiang Huai held the small hand-held radio in his hand, and he couldn't help bumping into something...

The darkness is too inconvenient.

Three watercolor pens tumbled from the table to the ground, one hit the wall and the other hit the corner of the table.

Jiang Huai stayed where he was.

[Is there another one? ]

The black goat buzzed, Jiang Huai squatted down and groped around along the foam board, strangely, following this direction——

He lifted the tablecloth, crawled forward, and finally touched the watercolor pen.

At this time, his entire body was already under the tablecloth. When the tablecloth of the dining table was hanging down, the thick tassels at the end were only a palm away from the floor.

He frowned slightly, realizing that he hadn't considered investigating under the table before.

Jiang Huai stretched out his hand, from bottom to top, first touched the fabric.

Then, he touched the human body beneath the cloth.

"Snapped"

Just when JAC was under the dining table, the light in the living room was turned on.

The light was dim, but Jiang Huai could still see clearly what was in front of him through the light——

A little girl about six or seven years old.

She was wearing a tutu skirt with lace trim, the material was ordinary but the color was bright and lovely, and she was alive.

But Jiang Huai faced her face to face, but the girl didn't seem to see him.

She looked terrified, her fingers were often stained with watercolor pens, her pupils shrank slightly, she raised her arm and bit her palm, not daring to make any sound.

The lights outside were bright, but her expression was more frightening than normal people when facing the darkness.

Jiang Huai knew why——

He heard footsteps, and the scrape of a hammer across the floor.

The girl's breathing became more rapid, while the black goat didn't make any sound.

[If she was breathing from the beginning...] Jiang Huai thought, [I won't be unable to notice. ]

He put his hand on the girl's forehead, and then his palm naturally passed through the other's figure... Is it a phantom?Or a memory?

The sound of footsteps approaching slowly, Jiang Huai took out the bow, knelt on the ground, and strung the string expressionlessly, then pointed the arrow at the "man" standing in front of them with a hammer.

Although I don't know if it makes sense...Although what should be done at this time may be to take advantage of Youguang to explore the outside situation...

But Jianghuai felt that he should stay.

The other party finally stood by the table, and the red arrow pointed forward. Jiang Huai quickly lowered his eyebrows, glanced at the other party's shoes, and was suddenly taken aback.

Although stained with black oil, but...

The tablecloth was lifted.

The people outside squatted down, staring at the situation under the dining table without blinking.

His pupils are black and bright, and he holds a hammer in the other hand. He is wearing a gorgeous ancient costume with white background color and silver embroidery thread embroidered with dark patterns, but he is very neat.

He glanced under the table.

But Jiang Huai found that there was no girl in the other party's pupils, but...his shadow.

He said, "Come out, it's no use pointing at me with a canary feather."

Jiang Huai slightly tightened the hand holding the bow.

Under the dining table, there is a translucent little girl and Jiang Huai holding a bow with a black goat on her shoulders.

The one who lifted the tablecloth was holding a hammer, wearing the same curly cloud cover as Jianghuai, and had the same face...

"JAC"