The masked man said: "I know you are looking for this, right? Don't worry, as long as you do one thing for me, I can give you this magazine. There will definitely be information you want to know in it."
Feng Yan thought to himself, I can't move now, it's like the fish on the chopping board, it seems I have no choice, so he said: "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you, I have already agreed in advance, it is not murder or arson." I won’t do that.”
The masked man nodded twice as if he noticed something was wrong with what Feng Yan said. He scratched his head and frowned at the guy in front of him, then shrugged and ignored Feng Yan's words. Then his face instantly darkened, and he whispered: "Imagine For a moment, you are on a small boat at this moment, and there is an oar on the boat..."
As the masked man's voice rose and fell, Feng Yan's mind gradually became blurry, and his eyelids began to fight and he felt sleepy, but the man's words still reached his ears clearly.
"Surrounded by black waters..."
Feng Yan suddenly opened his eyes and realized that he was actually sitting in a canoe at this moment, holding a paddle in his hand. The surrounding waters were extremely dark, with thin mist all around, and the sky was also pure black, but The strange thing is that even though he can't see any light source, he can still see the scene within four or five meters of the surrounding area, but at the moment there is only white mist and black water. The feeling of being trapped in boundless darkness is terrifying and unknown. The sense of terror struck from all directions, but these had no effect on Feng Yan at all.
The man's voice continued slowly in the air: "Pull on... row on... first row your canoe forward for a while..."
"Sister, please go forward boldly~ Go forward~Don't look back~~~First~~~"
Feng Yan sang folk songs loudly while rowing. Finally, Mo Huihuang came with two crooked sounds. The man's voice in the sky couldn't help it: "You bastard, aren't you afraid at all? You can't sing a song that encourages courage." You feel so unrestrained!”
Listening to Feng Yan speaking in a thick northern Shaanxi dialect, the man with the mask was really speechless.
"What? Don't like this song? Then I'll change it to Shandandan, which blooms red and brightly? Otherwise, I can send ten to the Red Army."
As if it was impossible to regain the scary atmosphere, the masked man said: "Stop it, stop talking nonsense. I won't create any scary atmosphere to scare you, so I'll tell you straight, I am a person imprisoned in There has been a demon here for nearly a hundred years. There was a magician who sacrificed his young life to seal me, but he only sealed me. What you saw outside just now was my spiritual level.
Thanks to you finding a loophole in time, the original hotel room was rotated through space to the scene more than 20 years ago, and I was trapped in the long river of time. You helped me complete the first step of understanding the seal, The second step is the black water maze left by the damn magician.
As you can see, this is my inner spiritual level. You have just helped me break away from the seal of the outer spiritual level, and this is the magician’s second level of insurance. This is a maze of water. I have ridden you countless times. I got out of the canoe and looked for the direction to get ashore, but I was trapped in this water endlessly countless times. No matter which direction I paddled, I couldn't find the exit to get ashore.
Now if you help me find a way out of the water and onto shore, I can give you that magazine. "
[Side mission has been triggered: Find a way to leave the water and land. After successfully landing, you will get the devil's reward]
Feng Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Did you find any clues when you were rowing before?"
The devil's voice still seemed to come from the air: "No, I just kept paddling with the oar and tried in all directions. Once, I rowed in one direction for more than a month based on real time and still couldn't leave the water. This damn place is like a never-ending watery maze.”
Hearing what the devil said, Feng Yan knew that it seemed that it was most likely not feasible to explore the surrounding environment to find a way to land. Rowing in one direction for more than a month and not being able to find a way to escape only meant that there was a need to solve the problem. The puzzle can even be called a barrier, otherwise even a simple maze must at least have a dead end to let people know that the route is wrong.
Feng Yan thought for a moment and tried paddling with the oar. The canoe moved forward under the agitation of the paddle. You said it was a ghost beating the wall? There was a sound when paddling, and the canoe also moved, but the devil said There is a high probability that Feng Yan will not be deceived. He also wants to go out. There is no point in deceiving players.
So Feng Yan stopped paddling after two strokes. The devil couldn't get out after a month of paddling, so he didn't need to waste any time now.
Feng Yan lowered his head and began to examine the small canoe. Feng Yan carefully explored it several times and found that the canoe was also a simple boat that only one person could barely sit on. It was a bit like the single-person rowing boats used in the Olympic Games. , but it is much shorter. It is difficult to stand up on this kind of canoe. You can imagine how small the space is. Naturally, there is nothing to explore. And the paddle is even simpler, just an ordinary piece. Just flat wood.
"Um...have you ever been underwater?"
When Feng Yan spoke, he had already started staring at the extremely dark water.
The demon's voice said with a bit of surprise and a bit of fear: "Are you kidding me? I have no idea what's under the water. How could it possibly go down? You don't want to jump into the river to find out." Is there a way to go?"
Looking at Feng Yan, who was staring at the lake very seriously with an expressionless face, as a devil, he felt that this guy in front of him was really brave.
The lake surface was as black as ink at the moment, so dark that there was no perspective of the bottom of the water. There was no light source anywhere, but there was still visibility of four to five meters, but Feng Yan's reflection could not be printed when facing the lake surface. Add deep sea phobia to such an environment, and it's hard to imagine what would be under the water. Even the devil has goosebumps at the moment. Just paddling a boat to find a way out in such an environment is already very challenging for one's courage. At this moment, Feng Yan actually wanted to get into the water.
Knowing that the key to finding a way to land was probably in the water, Feng Yan stopped nagging the devil. This guy was hopeless anyway.
After taking a deep breath, he turned over and dived into the ink-black water with a puff of wind.
Black, extremely dark. Originally, Feng Yan had imagined that he would be able to see when entering the water, but this time the system was not so friendly. After entering the water, Feng Yan was completely blind. The boundless darkness and fear around him crazily attacked him. , the lake is extremely cold, and all of this challenges the player's courage, but it has no impact on Feng Yan at all.
"Hmm... If you don't know which direction to look for clues, the best way is to head downstream."
If the direction at this moment is compared to a lying clock, then even if it is roughly classified, there are 12 directions. According to the devil's prompt just now, no matter how far you row in one direction, you will not be able to find the exit. So at this moment, Feng Yan realized that Break the inertia of two-dimensional thinking and switch to three-dimensional thinking. Since you can't find a breakthrough in the prompts, try swimming underwater.
To be honest, Feng Yan's judgment is completely correct, but the most difficult thing at this moment is that for other players, even thinking of this, diving into the water would have already been a challenge. They would not dare to continue diving to the bottom of the lake. Who knows how deep the bottom of the lake is? , the boundless dark crisis combined with the lake's seamless wrapping of the body is horrifying. At this time, even if the average person touches a piece of waterweed, they can think of at least 20 kinds of various forms of monsters and monsters.
"Ah~ I guessed it right, it's over so quickly... Well, the texture of soft sand."
Feng Yan swam hard towards the bottom of the lake, and he touched the bottom of the lake in less than a minute. The bottom of the lake at this moment was determined to be a sandy bottom by Feng Yan's hands.
He dug hard into the sand twice more, and then seemed to touch something very strange.
"Hey, what is this? It seems like...a human hand~"
