The Hulk of the Wandering Sky

Chapter 278 The Ceiling Encrusted with Gems
His baseball cap was knocked and rolled over the top of the stairs, and his head was hit by a large wooden board, and he was staring.

Standing up from the ground, his face flushed with anger, he immediately grabbed the little man's back scarf and said loudly, "What do you want to do, kid!"

But the little man's face seemed to be extremely pale from fright, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing.

His lips were purple, and he kept trembling, raised his thin fingers, and pointed to the interior of the villa.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

There was only darkness and desolation.

The lens illuminated by the flashlight is only the darkness of the corridor, but if you look carefully, you can still see the portraits hanging beside the corridor, but it is not clear due to the dim light.

Coupled with the thick dust, there was really nothing of value to see.

Huang Mao held the little man by the collar with both hands, and looked into the little man's eyes.

"What the hell did you see?"

At this time, the little man seemed to have lost the ability to speak in fright, but whimpered, and then looked at the yellow hair and kept shaking his head.

Seeing his companion being frightened like this made Huang Mao even more excited, and a desire to conquer appeared in his heart.

"I don't know what you saw, kid. Since it's really so scary, then I really want to go in and take a look. I want to know who else in this world can scare me."

After saying this sentence, he snatched the flashlight from the little man's hand, and walked in.

But at this moment, the little man's eyes began to slowly glow white. He grabbed the baseball cap of the little man's collar and dropped it to take a look, only to find that the little man passed out directly.

The pupils in both eyes have become cloudy, and it seems that even the black pupils have turned white.

"This guy was so frightened that he fell into a coma. He was really a waste in the past. If that's the case, then throw him at the intersection. Let's go in first."

The other two girls also looked at the little man who had fainted on the ground with disdainful eyes, followed behind the baseball cap, and walked into the villa.

A moment passed.

The little man lying on the cold intersection finally woke up slowly, but at this moment the pupils in his eyes were still white, and he looked at the villa that had turned into darkness and smiled strangely.

The four of them entered the villa with flashlights on.

Among them, the yellow-haired flashlight has the brightest light, and can even shine through a range of more than ten meters.

In addition, the room was not very big, so it was as bright as daylight under the light of the flashlight.

Several people kept searching for these sofas and decayed stools.

"I didn't find anything, it's just that these sofas and stools seem to have been rummaged a long time ago. Look at the patterns on them, and there are even printed handprints." The baseball cap pointed at the bag in his hand. This one has a large human handprint on the lower back of the stool.

Huang Mao didn't answer his companion's inquiry, but was looking at the surrounding environment curiously.

As for the two girls who boldly walked into the corridor, they were holding up their own flashlights, shining on the oil paintings on the wall.

"After so many years of wind and sun, and rain and frost, the oil painting on this is still lifelike, and even the color has not fallen off."

Several young girls seem to have relatively deep attainments in painting. Standing in front of the oil painting, they are talking about the brushwork and the pigments used.

The yellow hair and the baseball cap were rummaging around in the room.

"Damn this place was definitely looted. I heard that this villa was built more than 60 years ago. The builder of the villa is very rich. I didn't expect to find even a single antique here. Only these Tattered wood."

Huang Mao couldn't help but cursed, then kicked a sofa.

But maybe it was because the sofa had been in disrepair for a long time, and the wood had already become rotten. When he kicked down, his whole calf went straight into the sofa.

"what!"

A wooden thorn pierced Huangmao's calf directly, causing Huangmao to scream loudly.

The two little girls who were looking at the oil painting ran over immediately and saw that Huang Mao's calf was bleeding.

The baseball cap immediately took off his coat and covered Huang Mao's wound.

"Fortunately, the wooden thorn is not deep, I will help you pull it out right now!"

Looking carefully, the pitch-black eye actually refers to the copper mirror. The skin is less than one centimeter away, but it's just bad luck that an artery was cut open, so a lot of blood flowed out.

"You bear it now!"

The baseball cap looked at Huang Mao and whispered.

Huang Mao's forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and he nodded while looking at the baseball cap.

"1, 2—"

The black wooden color was pulled out from Huangmao's calf by the baseball cap. Due to the tough arteries, the original wound was immediately blocked, but Huangmao couldn't help screaming loudly.

"Why did you just count to two and pull it out for me!"

"Isn't this just to let you relax?"

"Okay, your current wound is actually not a big problem. As long as you wrap the wound with clothes, it will heal in about half a month." The baseball cap said looking at Huang Mao.

But the severe pain in the leg told Huang Mao that the shallow one centimeter wound this time was very abnormal.

"Let's go out first." Huang Mao whispered to the baseball cap, but he didn't dare to let the two girls know, after all, it was a shameful thing.

At this moment, the two little girls raised the flashlights in their hands to shine on the ceiling above their heads, and there was an exclamation.

"Look at the mural above our heads."

Several people were just looking on the ground, and didn't check what else was on the ceiling.

Hearing the shouts of the two little girls, Huangmao and the baseball cap immediately raised their flashlights to shine on the ceiling above their heads.

Under the light of the flashlight, a brilliant mural appeared in front of several people. The paint on the mural seemed to be inlaid with precious stones.

Under the reflection of the light, it is shining brightly, as if it has been maintained by the most perfect gem craftsman in the world.

"If we can knock out a gem on the ceiling, then we will probably have nothing to worry about for the rest of our lives." Huang Mao couldn't help muttering to himself when he saw the mural inlaid with gems on the ceiling. .

The mobility of the baseball cap is much stronger, and immediately moved the broken stools and chairs next to it together.

"What else is there, let's quickly knock out a gem."

Then, with the flashlight in his mouth, he piled up all the sofas and stools into a small hill, and climbed towards the ceiling above his head with his hands and feet.

And outside the scope of the villa.

Everything has returned to normal!
The little man was yelling non-stop.

"What's wrong with you inside? Why can't you even see the light of the flashlight! What's the matter with you!"

But no response.

Looking at it from a distance, the villa is shrouded in darkness as always, like a man-eating mouth.

(End of this chapter)