The vest magic changes the earth

"There are four rooms here, and each room has the same width, about 25 feet. And the entire corridor, calculated by the step length when walking, is about 120 feet." Randolph replied.

"You mean there's a hidden room here?" Allen asked.He walked around the corridor again, a little puzzled: "I've never heard of it."

"You can find out what it is."

They went into each room one by one, and when they entered the third room, Randolph roughly measured the distance, pointed to the north wall and said, "It's just behind this wall."

It was a very ordinary wall with light yellow wallpaper on it. The wallpaper style looked luxurious and restrained. It was painted with thin clusters of irises, and the branches and leaves spread out gracefully.But it can be seen that the wallpaper has been a bit old, the color is dull, and there are occasional small mold spots.

"Open it? We're afraid we're going to break the wall." Randolph knocked on the wall with his hand and found that it was hollow. He turned to ask Allen for advice.

Allen thought of his dream, the strange doors he saw in the old house.His intuition told him that this was very important. He accepted what didn't belong to him that day, and he also accepted the fate that didn't belong to him.

So now he has to figure out what it is.

Alan gritted his teeth, and the stern faces of the old butler and his father echoed in his mind, "Go and break it with a hammer!"

They finally found two long-handled hammers in a utility room, and carried them to the wall.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The two of them slammed against the wall many times, the beautiful wallpaper and the wall were cracked, revealing a dark entrance with a downward staircase.

A stale air smell came from the stairs, and the two of them waited outside for a while.Waiting for the harmful gas inside to dissipate, Randolph turned on the flashlight and got in first.

His shoes hit the stone floor with a dull thud, stirring up a cloud of dust.Allen followed closely behind him.

They went down the stairs.The floor tiles here are made of unknown material, they are hard and cold under the feet.

They walked down about four or five meters, and saw a rusty iron gate with a lock hanging on it.

Allen froze for a moment, he had seen that door in the hallucination of the New York Police Department that day.But it's much newer than it is now, and the door in the hallucination looks like it was just installed, there is no dust or rust on it.

Seeing him standing there, Lu Yi asked him, "What's wrong?"

Allen took a deep breath, and the indescribable feeling seemed to reappear. He described the door in the hallucination, "This one is much older."

Allen leaned over to study the lock, trying to find a way to pry it open. This lock is very difficult to pry, and the inside is basically rusted to death, so it cannot be pried at all.

Allen felt Randolph pat him on the shoulder from behind, "Stand back."

Allen was wondering when he saw Randolph pull out a gun from nowhere and pull the trigger in the direction of the door lock.

Bah! !

The door lock opened in response, and iron filings collapsed everywhere.

"..."

Allen was dumbfounded.

"When did you take the gun on the plane?"

Randolph blew the muzzle proudly and raised his eyebrows.

"I have my own way."

Allen glanced around, and finally looked quietly at the place on his body where things could be hidden.

Randolph felt a chill in his crotch, and said angrily, "What are you thinking?! Occultism! Do you understand occultism?"

Allen shook his head with a smile, patted him on the shoulder with the same strength, and said kindly, "Okay, I understand."

Without waiting for Randolph's reaction, he held back his laughter, opened the door and walked in first.

On the other side, the servant opened the door with cat food, only to find that the overweight cat disappeared from its small bed.

The servant was worried that the cat was lost, so he quickly put down the cat bowl and turned to look for it.

What she didn't notice was that a fat orange figure flashed past behind her and ran towards the stairs below.

Allen walked in and looked at a horizontal desk, surrounded by mosaic bookcases, and some items of unknown function were placed.He looked at these, and some illusions gradually overlapped with the scene in front of him.

He looked around the whole room, as if there was a figure overlapping with him, that person was pacing in this room, thinking and talking and laughing with the people next to him.

the person next to him?Allen tried hard to see the face of the person next to him.

Randolph patted the back of his head from behind to wake him up.

"What are you thinking about? I'll repeat the survival rules of the mysterious world to you again. Listen less, watch less. Curiosity is not the best."

Allen told about what he saw in the hallucination.

After listening in Lu Yi's mind, the system commented: "I'm getting more and more curious about what you will do in the future. Putting a secret room in a house looks like a pervert no matter what."

Lu Yi felt the need to defend himself, "Maybe I didn't let it go."

"haha okay."

At this time, Allen had already walked into the room. He stood beside the mosaic bookshelf and pulled out a book.

It was a thick book with a hard shell, and a symbol was stamped on the cover—this symbol was all composed of chaotic lines of different thicknesses, disordered and chaotic, and it was difficult for human language to describe it concretely. I felt dizzy just looking at it.When I opened the book, the pages had turned yellow.

A name was written in cursive script on the title page. The dark blue ink had faded a little, and it took Alan a long time to recognize it—Lucen Simmons.

Allen felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it at all.He then flipped through the book, which was more like a diary, except that it also recorded some mystic knowledge.

Allen flipped through a few pages casually, put the book away, and prepared to take it up for a closer look.

He put down his book and planned to go upstairs to find this one of his ancestors—Lucene Simmons.

They got out of the small door again, and Allen tried to analyze the matter.It is known that the Simmons family has an ancestor related to occultism, who left a secret room and a pile of books of unknown purpose in the ancestral house. It is known that he somehow possesses a part of occult ability and his mind is still stuffed into it A bunch of memories that don't belong to him.

He boldly guessed that the phantom he saw belonged to this ancestor, and this inexplicable ability was also inseparable from him.

Alan thought for a while, although he didn't like this gloomy and old family very much. His father always wore this surname as if he wore some immortal medal, but maybe they have been passed down for many years, and this kind of pride really has some reason Woolen cloth?

Allen turned his head and asked Randolph next to him, "Lucen Simmons, have you heard of him?"

Lu Yi complained in his heart, I don't know, if you ask me, who will I ask.On the surface, he shrugged calmly, "Actually, I'm not very familiar with the situation in the UK."

After their final discussion, they decided to go up and have a look first, maybe they could find information about this Alan ancestor.

Along the way, Allen complained to Randolph: "What the hell is going on, why do I see this? Why are there so many people in our family, so many generations, but it's me?"

Lu Yi looked over, and saw helplessness and a little panic on the young man's face.He realized that Alan seemed to be involved suddenly, his life was broken by this sudden event, and then turned upside down.

Lu Yi feels a little sympathetic, he and Alan, with Li Weiwei, with the people in the foundation base, and countless people in the world that he may not know.

But there is no way, if you don't fight for it, everyone will be finished.This is not a multiple-choice question whether to save the world, but a cruel judgment question.

They're going to guard it, and he's happy no matter what reason other people join in.

It also resonates emotionally with the cards themselves of Randolph, who in his world is the Child of Destiny and the loneliest man.As the best investigator of the University of Michigan, he had a magnificent and rough life.He has faced the ancient gods, roamed through the magnificent city of dreams, and faced the gods bravely and fearlessly with the body of an ant.

In the end, he also walked into the fateful ending of every investigator, lost in the indescribable, and became the real indescribable.

He stays forever in the extension beyond all dimensions.

However, Randolph still has nostalgia for his hometown in his heart. During his magnificent travels, that ordinary and warm planet is his human habitat.

Allen watched Randolph look at him with those lake green eyes, his expression was peaceful and gentle.

"Don't be afraid. You know, it's no big deal. We are small as ants, but we also have our own courage." Randolph said.

Allen was about to say something, but was interrupted by him again.

"Have I never talked about myself? I have been in contact with occultism since I was a child. In fact, I am an investigator. I prefer to admit that I am a traveler. I have spent the first half of my life exploring the unknown world. They are important to me. Magnificent fantasy, full of temptation. But do you know how not to get lost in it?"

"what?"

"Set a point in your heart, and if it is firmly there, you can go back. This requires you to think clearly about what you really want. Don't worry, think slowly." This is the heartfelt words of investigator Randolph himself, saying It came out very sincere.

The afternoon sun shone down, dividing Randolph's face into light and dark sides.One of his eyes in the sunlight turned golden green, bright and inclusive, reminding Allen of a clear gem.

Allen sniffled in his heart, but he didn't expect his fear and anxiety to be exposed at a glance.He secretly pinched himself so hard that he couldn't cry, it was too embarrassing!

Allen turned his head and tried to change the subject.

"Hey, the front is the family list."

They walked to the tapestry where all members of the Simmons family were hung, looking for Lu Sien's name.

Allen found him in the front. He is the ninth generation heir to the title, but there is nothing behind his name representing his heir, and he has no descendants.His successor is his younger brother.

"Master, what are you looking at?" The old butler who was about to report the loss of the cat appeared behind them and followed Alan's gaze.

"Oh, Lucien Simmons, it's this one."

"You know him?"

"Of course, he is also considered a unique weirdo in the Simmons family. Although it is not polite to talk about the ancestors like this, you should have heard of him. He was also a legend at the time. This crazy, weird Scientist and artist, some of his masterpieces are still in the warehouse in the attic!"