Designation Sixty-four: Supernatural Research Society (seventeen)

Da, Da, Da ...

List Wei walked down the stairs.

——Yes, go down.

Through the passage, the entrance is the tall windows occupying two floors. A spiral staircase connects the upper and lower floors, and he is standing on the steps above.

In other words, they always thought that the second floor of the old Manda House was actually the third floor, with a hidden second floor sandwiched between the first and third floors. Although I didn't know that the original design was this way, or the Manda ancient house became distorted after becoming distorted, Shan Ziwei thought of the structural diagram of the broken house, and felt that the former was more in line with the facts.

——What will happen to the hidden second floor of the Manda Mansion?

In fact, there is an old house that they must have, and they have never been to.

That's Wei Gui's bedroom.

Shan Ziwei descended to the second floor through the spiral staircase, and he tilted his head to the side of the window. The clean, nearly transparent glass printed the dark outside—the kind of black was not black at night, but inorganic darkness, like after annihilation. Universe.

They really are still in the world ...

Shan Ziwei's gaze was set somewhere at the bottom of the window, the long curtains in front of him and the scene before the entrance to the haunted house—the white chin he saw on the lawn seemed to be standing here.

Well, did he see the final boss in the first place?

Wei Wei, who was Wei Gui's list, was horrified. A passing wind, like a sigh, crossed him and the curtains blew. Shan Wei turned his head stiffly, looking an inch into the house.

With the white-haired youth looking back, the second floor lit up from the outside, as if welcoming the owner's return. Shan Ziwei saw the whole picture of the second floor at a glance. It has no extra walls to divide into rooms, and the entire floor is a room. Everything is clear at a glance: the left-hand stove sofa, the right-hand dining table refrigerator, the bed on the left, and Wardrobe, bookshelf table and chairs on the front right, and washroom in the left corner.

Several airtight white clothes were hung on the hangers beside the bed, showing who the owner of the room was. Wei Gui's room is more normal and depressive than Shan Zi's imagination.

This room contains all the needs of daily life, which means that Wei Gui never needs to go out again. The food servant would bring it, and there was only one chair by the table, as lonely and seductive as its owner.

The whole room was filled with suffocating loneliness. Shan Ziwei saw the football under the desk, and he felt cold: He was locked in such a secret second floor, perhaps because of Wei Gui ’s wishes, but there was no other person. Expectations ...

Shan Ziwei touched Han Mao's erected arm. The only thing he was thankful for was that he didn't hit the boss head-on. "The one" didn't seem to be here.

In response to the huge pressure that the boss may appear at any time, Shan Ziwei tried to search Wei Wei's room. Nothing to pay attention to, such as the dining table and sofa bed, list Wei went straight to the desk on the right side, with a pile of paper on it. At first glance, he saw the torn-out house drawings and newspapers, put them together with the original collected parts, and integrated all the scattered clues.

The house drawing was torn off and it really was the middle part: the lower end was labeled "second floor", the middle was the layout of the second floor, and the "third floor" label above was torn off together-this "third floor" was missing It's no wonder that the previous architectural drawings gave them the illusion of only two floors.

Shan Ziwei put the complete house construction plan aside, and by now it doesn't make much sense to know the full layout of Manda's ancient house. He rolled out the assembled newspaper and started

[Title: The scene of the murder of Manda's ancient house was **** and terrible

Recently, there was a murder case in our town that killed 3 people. The postman, Li Moumou, who reported regularly every day, reported that the three people who died were the current residents of Manda's old house: Wei (48), his wife (46), and his son (12). The three were dead and bloody: Mrs. Wei suffered multiple injuries and 27 fractures. The fatal injury was a fracture of the neck caused by the impact of a heavy object. Mr. Wei was decapitated and corpse, and he called outside before death; Xiao Wei The flesh on his face was blurred, and he was suspected to have been stripped of the skin by the murderer. He died of bleeding from his throat. The killer is still under investigation and any clues can be provided to the police. Xinhua News Agency reports. 】

Shan Ziwei stared at the sentence, "Xiao Wei's face was blurred, and he was suspected to have been stripped of the skin by the murderer. He died of a big bleeding in the throat." He could not help but snored. "Xiao Wei" in the newspaper was obviously a servant, his face was stripped ... no wonder others were treated as Wei children.

Seeing the miserable death in the report, the victim Wei, who was accused of the murderer by the victim, was under even greater pressure. He suddenly felt that as Wei Gui, he could live in a haunted house until now is a miracle. However, there is a single list of Wei who is very puzzled. Why is he scared to "amnesia" since he did all these things with "heart and hand"?

-Maybe, not his hands.

If Wei Shan realized it, he pushed open the newspaper and began to look through the other papers on the desk.

On the top pages are a series of formulas. At first glance, it looks like a math problem. After a closer look, it turns out that it is the deduction formula of the runes and the matrix. Shan Ziwei felt a bit subtle when he saw his handwriting. This game supernaturally imitated his handwriting. He quickly skipped the dazzling derivation process and directly turned to the result—a drawing of a magic array of six-pointed stars. , With dimensions and annotations next to it: You must draw a rune in the center of the circle with blood to start the summoning circle.

Summoning the magic array ... Isn't this the magic array that Wei Gui summoned "A ghost"?

The magic circle is not complicated, and Shan Ziwei read it a few times and directly wrote it down. He intuitively felt that this was a very important clue, and it would probably be used later. After folding up the magic map, Shan Ziwei continued to look at the pile of paper, but the rest was waste paper coated with meaningless ink balls. It wasn't until he turned to the bottom of the page that it finally had new content.

【he

He will hurt

He will hurt

Can't leave him anymore]

The handwriting on the paper was messy and hurried, and you could see the panic and panic of the person writing. Shan Ziwei's heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and that messy narrative slyly and secretly stabs a memory he has forgotten. He shook his head uneasily, focusing his attention on the message.

The messy handwriting gradually became firm, and the author apparently made some determination and wrote it out:

[I recruited A Gui, I must send him away, and he would hurt someone. 】

Underneath was a scary bloodstain, rubbed across the blank paper. The familiar handwriting clearly indicates that this is Wei Gui's message in the past. The child seems to have been shocked. He wrote such a paragraph in a panic and unbelievably, shaking with fear, but unexpectedly possessing courage and justice.

Such children are unlikely to kill. Some ideas in Shan Wei's mind were confirmed, and it was not Wei Gui but "A ghost" that caused the tragedy. In this way, it makes sense why Wei Gui was frightened by amnesia. Even the servant's "Wei Gui killed him" theory is correct. After all, Wei Gui summoned "A ghost", so it would lead to The subsequent tragedy occurred.

Wei Gui thought so too, so he wrote such a paragraph. Shanzi Wei seemed to be thinking about Wei Gui's mind, and seemed to be talking to himself: "He made it out of me, so I have to take responsibility ..."

In the past, Wei Gui obviously failed, and she also suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder. Now Wei, the single, is going to do it for him-it should be said to complete the ceremony for himself: send Agui away.

This is similar to "kill Agui". Shan Ziwei speculates that Ligui is the master and manipulator of the ancient Manda house. As long as Agui is not here-whether it is destroyed or sent away, players can leave. Ancient house.

Rather than killing bosses, sending them away is obviously much closer to the people, and methods have already begun to emerge. Shan Ziwei is currently in charge-Zhang may be the magic map for summoning Agui, but this is asking for ghosts instead of sending them. He also lacks a key message.

Summon Method ... Law Method ... Counter Summon ...

[... Almost all of the reversing method can be deduced from the original method, if you don't know how to do it, you can try to directly reverse the method ...]

The words in Wei Gui's composition book, like the same thunder, exploded the list of Wei, the hint was given long ago: Will the anti-summoning circle not draw? Then just reverse the summoning circle.

A certain flower idiot was so excited that now that everything was ready, it was only due to Dongfeng, he just found a place to draw the anti-summoning circle!

Shan Ziwei did it as soon as he thought of it, and he began to look for the space for painting magic circles—maybe enough to push the sofa and dining table away? Wait, there seems to be a position behind the bookshelf ...

Then Shan Wei discovered that he might not need to draw magic circles at all.

Behind the bookshelf, in the northeast corner of the room, a large magic circle was dimly imprinted on the ground. It is almost an enlarged version of the magic array in the hands of Shan Ziwei. The only difference is that there is no blood rune in the center of the array, and only a mask lies there quietly.

This is the fourth mask that Shan Ziwei has seen so far. Compared with the previous mask, the mask in front of him is very simple, purely a plain face with no pattern.

Shan Ziwei now has a convincing confusion, almost all important information and plot are hidden in the memories of the mask. So he picked up the mask without hesitation and put it on.

As soon as the mask fell on the face, such as the first snow falling on the face, it instantly melted into Shan Ziwei's skin, as if he was wearing not a mask, but a face. Shan Wei was so frightened that he felt fainted, and the whole man fell into a softness, and his eyes couldn't open.

"Master, master, are you asleep?"

A voice sounded from the side, tentatively growing from small.

——It's Agui.

Such a thought emerged from the mentality of Shan Ziwei, and he was surprised to find that the memories were no longer just to see, such as the mask melting on his face, he was integrated with Wei Gui, and even the ideas were connected.

Don't want to ignore Agui. Shan Ziwei-Wei Gui thought so, pretending to sleep with her eyes closed.

"Master ..."

Seeing that Wei Gui did not respond, the servant named Agui stopped and called.

Wei Gui heard the sound of rubbing of the fabric around him. After a while, he heard Agui say to him, "I'm sorry."

Wei Gui felt guilty in no time. He thought that his father reprimanded him right. Agui is indeed better than him. He should not be angry with Agui.

So Wei Gui opened her eyes and planned to apologize to her servant, but saw that Agui wore his closed clothes and his mask of Nolan and left the room without looking back.

Agui, what is this going to do?

Wei Gui got up curiously and followed.

Da da da.

In the brightly lit corridor, a boy wearing a Nolan mask and wearing white clothes walked slowly. He almost took a step and stopped. Even the children behind him could only crouch behind the ink painting, and gazed through the gap Look.

At this time, a sound of "Da Da Da" footsteps rang from downstairs, from distance to near, apparently someone stepped on the stairs. The rushing footsteps seemed to irritate Agui. He stopped for a moment, then ran to the stairs in two steps.

As soon as Agui reached the stairs, she ran into a beautiful woman head-on.

mom--

Wei Gui, who was hiding behind her, shouted subconsciously, his heart speeding up, she didn't know what Agui disguised as him was going to say to her mother.

"Baby, why are you out?" Mom asked with a smile.

Agui didn't speak.

Mom reached out and tried to touch Agui's head, "Did you want something? Tell Mom, Mom will buy it for you ..."

A Gui reached out and pushed her mother hard.

Wei Gui froze, he seemed unable to understand what was going on. mom? Where's mom? My mother fell down, and her mother was gone. The person pushing her was ... is Agui ...?

Porphyrin, porphyrin ...

After the dull impact was a crisp ominous voice, Agui stood at the entrance of the stairs, seeming to be stunned by some terrible scene below, and stumbled downstairs.

Wei Gui also stumbled after it, and when she was about to run up the stairs, she heard her father's shout: "You-- !?"

The man's roar was about to shake the roof open, and the child's footsteps were chaotic, and he fell down on the ground. His chin was on the top step of the stairs, his eyes just looking down.

Blood was everywhere, and his mother's neck was like a broken water pipe, spraying scarlet liquid in all directions. Wei Gui was so frightened that she had forgotten the pain. He stared blankly at the figure of his father leaving in a hurry, and together with him was Agui, who squatted beside his mother. His mask fell somehow, and his pale face was ashes .

"Come-come here !!! Blood, so much blood ...! Dead ... dead, dead! My wife is dead! She was killed-I, I saw the killer I didn't expect, I didn't expect him to do this ... "

The sound of Dad making a call came from the living room, and Agui woke up suddenly, his expression gradually despairing. At this moment, the decorative axe on the wall also slipped down and just fell beside him. A Gui was startled, and then seemed to see the last savior, his eyes lit up fanatically.

He grabbed the axe and rushed out—

Wei Gui lying on the staircase snorted. Only he saw it. There was a jade spider-like hand on the wall, and the wrist was not in the wall. Send it down, sinking silently into the other end of the wall, as if doing something very helpful and trivial.

A ghost ...?

The owner of that hand was clearly on the other side of the wall. Wei Guizhen went downstairs and wept in front of the woman's body.

mom……

"Just a little."

An ominous voice sounded again in the ancient house. The child raised his hazy eyes with tears and looked in horror in the direction of the sound.

On the other side of the wall, there are Dad, Agui, and Agui.

After the death-like silence, weird "grumbling" came. Wei Gui was already scared to the extreme, and all her nerves stretched into a line, pulling the walking dead body towards the living room.

One step, two steps, three steps ...

What is that slick?

Three steps, four steps, five steps ...

Ah, it's Dad's head.

Wei Gui stood at the entrance of the living room, staring blankly at the **** living room. Dad's headless body fell in front of the phone, and Agui knelt on the ground and convulsed, and looked carefully to find that he kept buckling his neck.

Someone—a man with a long figure stood back to Wei Gui and stood in front of Agui, as if he was accepting Agui's worship. When Agui finally cut his throat still, he moved forward and tore off Agui's face.

That is……

Wei Gui couldn't help but take a step back. The man turned back consciously, and the ghostly eyes pierced deeply into the soul, stunning the list Wei.

List Wei took a few steps and almost didn't stand still. He stood dizzily holding the bookshelf for a while and wondered what day it was.

Run, run, run ...

Wei Gui's last thought resounded in the mind of Shan Zi Wei, and stirred his brain into a mud. After the single Wei Wei's brain finally got rid of the mud state, his lowered eyes stepped into a pair of feet. 2k novel reading network