The look of Abt leaving in a hurry caught the eyes of other teams.
With the example of the team on which the sun never sets.
Even if they were unwilling, the other two teams still exchanged information with Zhang Yan.
Similarly, whether it is the Japanese team or the Curry team, when they hear that opening the window is the condition to let the monster in.
Without exception, they immediately returned to their rooms.
Zhang Yan chewed the exchanged information carefully.
In the rooms on the second floor of the castle, every wardrobe has the same object.
201 is a dry bouquet, 202 is a bottle of spoiled perfume, and 204 Zhang Yan’s room is a rusty key.
205 is a piece of blood-stained clothing, 206 is a painting.
The meaning of these things is currently unknown, but they must be useful.
Huang Zeyu asked: "Brother Zhang Yan, why do you ask them what the things in their closet are?
Is it useful for this script? "
"Of course."
Zhang Yan looked solemn: "I went to the vacant room 203 this morning, and the closet in that room was empty, with nothing in it."
Huang Zeyu took a breath of air: "You mean, only when we choose which room or wardrobe in which room will items appear."
Zhang Yan showed a teachable expression: "Not bad.
But I just don’t know what these items do.
For example, the rusty key in my room does not match the specifications of all the doors in the castle. "
"In other words, there is a door hidden in this castle that can be opened with your room key?"
Huang Zeyu pondered, and then said: "Did Japan and Curry lie to us about the information about the monster last night?"
"No."
Zhang Yan said: "Even if the soul masters of Japan and Curry want to deceive us, there is no need.
Because last night's attack was not a single attack, as long as the information obtained is matched, the authenticity can be distinguished. "
“So a monster can literally crawl in through an open window without alerting anyone in the house.
Even still more terrifying than before death?
How did those monsters do it? "
Huang Zeyu frowned again.
This is a bit awkward.
Now they have all become ordinary people with slightly better physical fitness, and no one is much stronger than the other.
Fortunately, those monsters don't know how to use the spirit master's methods.
Otherwise it would be really bad.
Zhang Yan seemed to have guessed what Huang Zeyu was thinking and gave him a fatal blow: "I guess that every day that passes, the monsters who have been resurrected from the dead will become stronger.
Until it's strong enough to kill us.
Maybe in the next few days, those dead soul masters will really be able to attack us with their mysterious power. "
“Fuck, no way.
So cruel. "
Huang Zeyu was stunned.
"This is just my guess. Whether it is true or not, I will know tonight."
Zhang Yan said: "Let's go upstairs and take a look at the windows."
He also told Zhao Tianyu and Huang Zeyu about the connection between windows and monster attacks.
Both of them followed Zhang Yan to the second floor with palpitations.
Went to 206 first.
Huang Zeyu pushed the curtains with his hand.
His uneasy expression finally became better: "Our windows are closed. Brother Zhang Yan, go to your room and have a look."
Zhang Yan nodded.
The three of them went to 204 again.
It was Zhang Yan's turn to push the window glass through the curtains with his hands.
With a push, Zhang Yan's expression changed.
Becomes slightly bitter.
"What's wrong?"
Huang Zeyu and Zhao Tianyu asked at the same time.
Zhang Yan sneered: "My window was opened."
"What."
Their eyes widened.
In Room 201, Rajesh from the Curry Nation team pushed the window with his hand.
He laughed and said, "By the blessing of our cow god, the windows have been closed. It seems that tonight will be spent peacefully."
In the Japanese team in room 205, Yamada Taro, the only one left, looked very ugly.
The window of his room was still open.
Tonight, the monster is coming again!
Huang Zeyu and Zhao Tianyu exchanged glances.
Zhao Tianyu said in a sullen voice: "Brother Zhang Yan, how about you go to our room tonight and sleep with us."
Zhang Yan thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No need.
The rules of dice are inevitable. If the window of a room is opened, the monster will find the person living in that room and kill him.
If I go to your room, I'm sure the monster will come here. "
“The three of us can deal with a monster with no problem.
You see the Curry Squad did it last night. "
Huang Zeyu also advised Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan did not agree.
He didn't understand many of the rules of this script.
But there is no way to escape the rules, you can only use force or find loopholes.
“It’s only noon and we still have a whole afternoon to explore.
The thing in your closet is a painting, right? "
Zhang Yan asked.
He remembered that the painting was an oil painting, depicting an autumn landscape, with fallen sycamore leaves and a green pool.
Looks ordinary.
Huang Zeyu and Zhao Tianyu nodded.
"When you entered the castle, did you see the scenery in the painting nearby?"
Zhang Yan asked again.
Whether the painting is of a nearby scene or simply a landscape makes a big difference, and it is important.
The two shook their heads: "No, it's too dark to see clearly."
Zhang Yan's eyes fell on the curtains.
It was daytime now and they were on the second floor again.
If you open the window, look far away.
Maybe you can find some clues in the scenery outside the window.
But, he didn't dare.
Among the rules given to them by the woman in the black dress, they were not allowed to open the curtains.
But the curtains on all the windows were drawn.
Zhang Yan does not think that closing the curtains is just to hide whether the windows are closed or not.
Perhaps opening the curtains and seeing the outside world is also a hidden fatal rule.
Without understanding the rules, anything is possible.
"Go and look for clues about that painting."
Zhang Yan raised the rusty key in his hand: "I will go to the castle to find out what door this key can open."
During the day, as long as you're not playing an encore game with a woman in a black dress, you're pretty much safe.
It is more efficient to work separately.
After Zhao Tianyu and Huang Zeyu set off to look for clues about the oil painting, Zhang Yan closed the door to the room.
He stared at the curtains for a few times without blinking.
The curtains blocked the light outside the window.
Even though it was daytime, the room was not as bright as it should be during the day.
The window separated by a cloth has been opened.
Tonight, the monster will come for him.
"Did you see anything?"
Zhang Yan asked.
Liu Mengyao popped out of his clothes and jumped on his shoulders.
He chuckled: "You want to ask, can Zhao Tianyu and Huang Zeyu be trusted?"
"right."
"There is nothing wrong with Huang Zeyu.
But Zhao Tianyu, are you already doubting him? "
"right."
Zhang Yan nodded again: "If Zhao Tianyu is really that stupid, how did he survive in the strange world for so long.
It shouldn't be. "
Liu Mengyao chuckled again: "But have you ever thought that if a ghost really possessed Zhao Tianyu, why did he show such obvious flaws to make you suspicious?
It's okay for a smart person to pretend to be crazy, but to pretend to be stupid requires talent.
Not to mention, a ghost.
According to the master's memory, ghosts that can pretend to be humans can usually only rely on the memories of ghost masters they have devoured in the past to disguise themselves.
It is extremely cunning, but cannot learn naturally.
It shouldn't be so obvious. "
"So, Zhao Tianyu is just stupid and lucky?"
Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows.
"Not...
Sometimes, what we see is not necessarily what we see. "
Liu Mengyao smiled coldly: "Or maybe, the ghost wanted us to see it on purpose."
