Fake Ancient God

If he didn't respond to Nie Yuan's call at that time, and when everyone entered the room and asked, Brook would have many reasons to fool him.

If he had responded at the time, then when Nie Yuan and the others asked about the situation in the room, Brooke didn't know how to answer.

As soon as people came in, they found that they were different from what they said, so let alone saving themselves, I'm afraid it would be a good thing not to kill themselves.

But I didn't expect that now, because of the inconsistency of the foreword, Nie Yuan was caught.

Humbleton frowned and said, "You're not being authentic to Brooke."

The hard-working mandarin ducks on the side also looked at them with bad expressions.

This put a lot of pressure on Baron Brooke, so he had to put his hopeful eyes on Nie Yuan.

Nie Yuan didn't seem angry at all, and said, "I said, let you relax. The problem is not a big problem. Now as long as you cooperate well, there is still a chance to go out."

He actually noticed that Baron Brooke had hidden something.

Now, guiding this guy to tell the truth is just for the sake of telling him not to hide and tuck in, and talk like a lute with a half-covered face.

You have to shake out all the clues you know so that you can solve the matter here quickly.

Otherwise, if you stay any longer, you might get into trouble with Nancy, not to mention the three of Hamptons.

Seeing that Nie Yuan didn't blame himself, Brook nodded quickly and said, "I will tell you what I know, but in the end, you must take me out..."

Nie Yuan did not answer him directly, but asked the doubts in his heart, "Where do you get so much food and water?"

Brook replied: "It's the storage box. There is a steady stream of food in the storage box over there. As long as you close it and then open it for a while, the food in it will be refreshed. On the table, I have taken it three times."

Nie Yuan gave Humbleton a wink, and he walked over to the storage box next to the sofa and began to verify Brooke's words.

On the other hand, Nie Yuan himself looked sideways at the marks on the ground and said, "I must have read it right? Your right foot seems to be a bit shorter than your left."

"Yes……"

Brook replied: "I started melting from the right foot and gradually spread to the current situation."

"Where is it? The missing half foot."

"It's just under the carpet... In addition to my half foot, there are portraits of three other people, all there."

Seeing Nie Yuan's wink, the couple immediately moved, bent over and pulled the fur rug aside.

Sure enough.

As Brooke said.

Under the carpet, there is a cloud of ink marks. If you look closely, it is half of his right foot, which can just be pieced together on the mark in front of him.

In addition, as the carpet was pulled away, three familiar full-body portraits also appeared on the ground.

The three deceased in this incident, one gallery customer, and two church members.

But their expressions were much more serene than expected.

It was obvious that they died in such a treacherous way, but all of them had a correct appearance, calm eyes, and stared straight ahead.

like...

Like a carefully handled portrait, solemn and elegant.

Nie Yuan looked up and compared Brook's movements, and found that they were so consistent.

So it wasn't Brook who deliberately sat upright when he found himself starting to melt.

It's the melting process, is it manipulating him to make such a pose?

It really has a sense of ceremony.

At least the portraits of the deceased were not distorted. It was barely considered a dignified death. Well, if you only looked at the portraits, it was indeed the case.

"But I remember, they seem to have died outside, how could they be here?" Nie Yuan asked in confusion.

"I do not know either……"

Brooke still had lingering fears and said: "Every time the carpet bulges, it means that there is a dead person. At first, I almost fainted from fright, thinking that some monster was about to crawl out from under the carpet.

But I curled up in the corner for a long time, until I was about to fall asleep, and I didn't wait for the monster to appear, but found the bulge of the carpet and it began to fall.

Finally got up the courage and went up to check the situation, only to find that it was the dead trapped person who suddenly appeared under the blanket.

And...it's already starting to melt. "

Nie Yuan pondered this sentence and said to himself, "So as long as someone dies outside, no matter what force kills them, will they appear under this carpet?"

That proves even more that this is the origin of the "Late Night Gallery Cannibal Incident".

Every outsider's final destination will be here.

The abstract source makes the two-dimensional paintings materialize into the three-dimensional world.

In the same way, on the other hand, let the outsiders of the three-dimensional world fall into the two-dimensional world?

It's like a loopback.

And all the spearheads point to where the wooden house is.

pat~

Humbleton closed the storage box, brought a few boxes of food over, put them on the table, and said, "It's amazing, as long as the lid is closed for five minutes, no matter what is taken inside, when the lid is opened again, Everything is refreshed.

In this way, the house is indeed the best shelter in a sense. Here, the monsters outside can't get in, or they won't come in, and the food and water sources are inexhaustible. "

Nie Yuan raised his eyes and said, "This is where all the outsiders are buried. Naturally, there is no need to kill them all. After all, you have already arrived at your final destination, haven't you?"

Saying ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Nie Yuan looked at Brook again and said, "By the way, how long have you been in a melted state?"

Brook was a little dazed, and said, "I don't know, it's been about two days. There is no sunrise here, only darkness and snowflakes. I can't figure out the exact time."

Nie Yuan asked again: "Then how long do you think you can hold on? Or, how long did the three people hold their bodies?"

Brook shook his head and said, "According to my observation, the speed of melting does not seem to be measured by time."

"What do you mean?" Nie Yuan frowned.

"Whenever it snows outside, the rate of melting increases."

Brook said: "Before you came, my upper body could barely move, but when you approached, the surrounding snow began to fall again.

I instinctively wanted to turn my head to look at the situation outside, but I found that I couldn't move, and was completely absorbed by the back of the chair.

That's why when you come in, you will see that there are traces of paint around the chairs that have not dried up, and they are clearly melted. "

"Is that so?"

Nie Yuan looked out the window and found that the snow had become smaller.

I don't know what material the window is, but it turns out to be one-way. You can't see the inside from the outside, but you can see the outside from the inside.

"No, that's not right!"

Brook suddenly exclaimed: "You guys came in, the snow should start to decrease, how do I feel, I'm starting to melt again!"

The words haven't landed yet.

L……

Drops of paint that belonged to him fell from the chair to the ground, smashing non-stop.