The Midnight Owl

A faceless female ghost occupies the secret passage, and the fire of hell burns the room.

The lines of horror, escape, and love are intertwined into a "ocean of happiness".

Captain Wei has no time to worry about the question of why he has to go to the sea of ​​fire to go to the love line. Seeing that the female ghost was forced out of the secret passage by the Han Buting team's exorcism ceremony, he made a decisive decision: "Go—"

The four partners who had been waiting for this moment, immediately sneaked in quickly, Zou Jun and Feng Rang were the fastest, Zhu Mo and Ji Yunlei were in the middle, and Captain Wei was in the back to prevent the ghost from returning.

Of course the fierce ghost will not flow back, Han Buting's team has firmly controlled it, and the female ghost's body is becoming more and more transparent, and she is about to be executed.

It's good to meet a powerful opponent, and no one needs to clean up the mess for others.

Xu Wang and the others rushed to the oil painting at the fastest speed, concentrating on it, wishing to see every stroke on the painting, but the scene in the painting is both illusory and real, and the last second you feel that it is about to come alive In the next second, it was just an ordinary painting, but the heat wave in the room became more and more intense, making it difficult to breathe.

Withdraw?

Every little friend has the same hesitation in their hearts.

But Wei Menghan found the secret way, Han Buting caught the ghost, and they returned without success, how reconciled!

Xu Wang looked at Wu Sheng, with a decision in his eyes: "Extinguish the fire."

He had been worried before that once the fire was extinguished, even the only clue would be interrupted, but now, since he didn't want to leave, he had no choice!

"Boom--"

From the ceiling, there were bursts of thunder.

The wind rose with the thunder, and there was water vapor in the wind.

Xu Wang was taken aback, he had just finished speaking, and Wu Sheng didn't move at all.But this effect is clearly the armor he wanted Wu Sheng to use.

The only explanation is that before he gave the order, his military adviser had already understood it and took the first step.

Looking at classmate Wu again, sure enough, "Please start praising me" was written all over his eyes.

Xu Wang didn't agree, and was about to blow his conceited arrogance, but just opened his mouth, torrential rain poured down!

"Crash-"

This is rain.

"Hurrah—"

This is wind.

"Boom--"

This is Ray.

Captain Xu took a big sip of water, shut up quickly without saying anything.

The flames on the surrounding walls had been completely extinguished in the storm, and the temperature inside the house dropped sharply, making it much more comfortable.

But the Hanbuting team may not think so.

They had just subdued the female ghost, but before they could put away the joy in their eyes, they were beaten to death by the heavy rain, their hairstyles were ruined, their temperament was ruined, their happiness didn't exist at all, and they were left with dumbfounded faces.

The notification sound of the indiscriminate armor, in the ears of the ten friends, arrived long ago——

【Owl: Someone used <[Defense] to make the storm more violent> on you~~】

Han Buting: "..."

Li Xia: "..."

Li Zijin: "Can your stationery name be longer!!!"

Xu Wang wiped his face with his hands like small wipers, so that his vision would not be completely destroyed by the rainstorm, and it was easier to convey his "sincere eyes": "Each line, accidental injury, accidental injury."

Han Buting gritted his teeth, not wanting to stay here any longer.

Turning around to leave, the third Wei-style collapse of the night suddenly came from the secret passage——

"What-what-ghost-"

The voice was mournful and shrill, piercing through the noise of the storm and entering the house, it sounded more bitter than a ghost.

Han Buting stopped abruptly, and together with his teammates, looked suspiciously at the entrance of the secret passage.

Wu Sheng also removed the effect of the armor, and the wind, rain, and thunder disappeared instantly, leaving only a room full of drenched friends.

After ten seconds.

Teacher Wei came out from the inside and fell directly to the ground. He didn't care whether his posture was good or not, he quickly got up, and rushed to pull his teammates behind him.

Ji Yunlei, Zhu Mo, Feng Rang, and Zou Jun came out of the secret passage one after another, with urgency in both their movements and expressions.

The five people who returned in their bodies retreated collectively to the corner of the room farthest from the secret passage.

When Xu Wang saw this, he immediately had a sense of foreboding. He hurriedly led the team, and squeezed to the side of Mr. Wei's team to keep warm.

Only the Han Buting team was left standing in the middle of the room.

The air was suddenly quiet.

There was a rustling sound in the secret passage.

An arm stretched out without warning, pale and haggard, at first glance it looked like a bone.

Han Buting gave his team members a look, the four partners understood, and immediately reproduced the formation of exorcising ghosts, and Li Xia took out a piece of talisman paper again.

Teacher Wei leaned against the corner, but still didn't suppress the worry from the gardener: "The student whose bangs cover his eyes, this is a multiple-choice question, and a piece of talisman paper may not be enough..."

Li Xia frowned, before he understood the method of lecturing the topic, the owner of that arm tremblingly climbed out of the secret passage and fell to the ground.

An old lady who was so skinny that she had only bones left.

She seemed to be in pain from the fall, and she gave a low cry, but the movement was not human.

Struggling to stand up, the stooped old lady slowly raised her head.

All the friends gasped, their scalps tingling.

It was not a human face, but a strange face between a human and a cat.

Qian Ai was horrified: "The cat-faced old lady..."

"Boom-"

Another thing fell out and almost knocked the old lady off her feet.

The second ghost could no longer see a human form. Its eight legs supported a woman's head, just like that on the ground.

Qian Ai swallowed hard: "Spider Woman..."

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

The third and fourth fell out together, a little girl in a red dress, and a woman with disheveled hair wearing a mask.

Qian Ai's back was already stuck to the wall: "The little girl in red...the girl with the slit..."

Xu Wang, Wu Sheng, Qian Ai, Qi Shan: "..."

Wei Menghan, Feng Rang, Zhu Mo, Ji Yunlei: "..."

Unfortunately, Zou Jun, who happened to be the closest to Qian Ai, said, "...Is this your stationery? You know it so well!!!"

Looking at the real thing is already scary, why go deep into science popularization! ! !

"He likes to watch 80s zombie movies." Kuang Jinxin kindly explained to his opponent.

Zou Jun: "..."

Who in the opposite row can face the zombies!

Qian Ai: "There are also urban ghost talk horror movies, not limited to domestic production, Europe, America, Japan, Korea, India and Thailand."

Zou Jun: "Then, you, return, hide, what, what."

Qian Ai: "Scared."

Zou Jun: "..."

While talking, Han Buting's ghost exorcism formation has forced the dead ghost to the base of the wall, and the yellow talisman in Li Xia's hand has become four, no matter how you look at it, it can be subdued in minutes.

But sooner or later, the cat-faced old lady suddenly let out a shrill howl.

In an instant, all four ghosts disappeared!

Before Han Buting's team could react, a gust of wind suddenly blew up inside the house!

The ten little friends in the corner suddenly felt ominous, and looked at each other - there was an extra face in the crowd.

The slit girl who took off her mask laughed like a bloody mouth, with sharp teeth.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Amidst the screams, the ten friends suddenly dispersed.

I don't know who called it, anyway, no one will admit it.

The four ghosts have no fixed place, appearing in the entrance for a while, and appearing in the window for a while. There is also a spider woman who is obsessed with guarding the door, and no one can escape.

The Han Buting team also let this change mess up their position, they can no longer catch all the ghosts, they can only break through one by one!

This made it hard for the other two teams who didn't take the scary line at all, because they found that their stationery was useless to these ghosts!

Xu Wang didn't have time to judge whether the stationery was useless or could not be used across the line. He had just avoided the cat-faced old lady, and was grabbed by the ankle by the little girl in red under the bed right next to the bed!

Fortunately, the little girl wasn't too strong, so Xu Wang managed to escape, but he was already in a bad state: "Why did you dig the wall—"

Wei Menghan, who had just dodged the hug of the Gap Girl, insisted on not taking the blame: "Let's follow the clues to find the secret path—"

Xu Wang: "...are you a secret way or a ghost portal!!!"

"Hula-"

The scorched black wall, which was still wet, was rekindled.

"No way..." Xu Wang was almost desperate.

The flames were even brighter than in the center of the previous oil painting, and petals suddenly floated out.

Xu Wang was stunned.

Wu Sheng, Kuang Jinxin, Qian Ai, and Qi Shan who were scattered all over the house also noticed something strange.

Oil painting is their love line.

But in this line, there has never been such a beautiful moment.

Light blue petals flutter in the firelight like butterflies.

With their arrival, even the heat wave seemed to fade away.

The Han Buting team in the battle, and the Wei Menghan team who were forced to fight, were also aware of this change, but they had no time to deal with it, and they hadn't found the need to deal with it yet.

Petals were still flying out of the canvas, and soon, the rain of flames and flowers filled the entire room.

At the same moment, the execution picture of the witch in the oil painting suddenly turned into a light blue vortex!

In an instant, the bodies of the fifteen friends in the room, surrounded by the rain of flowers, suddenly flew into the air. Before they could react, they were sucked into the oil painting by the huge suction force!

The hustle and bustle is over.

The flames are gone, the petals are gone, the walls have returned to the cold and scorched black, the oil paintings are still hanging, and it is still the picture of the execution of the witch, as if nothing happened.

There are only four ghosts left in the house.

The little girl in red crawled out from under the bed, and walked towards the entrance of the secret passage together with the cat-faced old lady, the woman with the gap and the spider woman.

They are no longer ferocious and tyrannical as before, just like a group performer after a show, crawling back to the secret passage in an orderly manner, and disappearing into the depths of the secret passage little by little.

1310 returns to tranquility.

……

Medieval, European village.

The sun has just set, and there is still a faint red in the sky.

Fifteen partners just got out of the whirlwind, and they climbed up one after another, quickly or slowly, and as far as they could see, they were all rural huts, and villagers hurried past beside them.

Fifteen of them occupied the main road of the village, but the villagers who passed by turned a blind eye to them, and all of them ran in one direction, with a certain kind of fanaticism on their faces.

At the end of the road not far away, there is a wide open space, like a small square, which is already full of people at the moment. There is a tall cross in the middle, with a young girl tied to it, and the people below are blocked by onlookers. , I can't see it, but I want to know that it should be full of firewood.

This is the world in oil painting.

Since entering 1310, there is only one team who have been staring at oil paintings...

Han Buting, Wei Menghan and all their friends narrowed their eyes together and slowly looked at the culprit.

Han Buting: "You, yours?"

Wei Menghan: "Love, affection, thread?!"

"Cough," Captain Xu cleared his throat, trying not to look into those ten pairs of angry little eyes, "The fire in the past life and the present life."

Wu Sheng was very proud: "I chose."

Kuang Jinxin and You Rongyan: "I agree with the second vote!"

Qian Ai resolutely said: "At that time, I wanted to choose a career line."

Qi Shan looked at the blood-stained Li Zijin with concern: "Did you hurt your hand?"

Han Buting team: "..."

Team Wei Menghan: "..."

One wrong step leads to an abyss...

Why would they walk into the same room as these guys?Why! ! !

Captain Xu, who was keenly aware of the murderous intent, quickly spoke again to appease the emotions of his colleagues: "It's coming in, but we can find a way to get out, right?"

The last two words, combined with Captain Xu's innocent eyes, made Wu Sheng nod instinctively: "Yes."

Han Buting and Wei Menghan: "..."

Xu Wang: "Since everyone agrees, let's go over there and see what's going on now."

Wu Sheng: "Okay."

Xu Wang: "Let's go!"

In the blink of an eye, Xu Wang's team was at the forefront. The speed was so fast that it looked like "running away".

"Captain..." Li Zijin couldn't even look at those guys right now, just looking at them made him want to beat them up.

Han Buting is not.

Give them a little more time, and the five ghosts will be collected, and the clue to the handover point will come.

Well now, I entered someone else's quest line, the ghost is gone, and I have to accompany the other party in a casual love affair.

Who understands their suffering!

But the captain can't say this, he has to stabilize the morale of the army: "If you come, you will be safe."

Li Zijin kicked the stones off the ground sullenly, and followed reluctantly.

Who understands Han Buting's suffering?

Wei Menghan!

They just want to play a simple game of escape from the secret room, do they need to be blocked by fierce ghosts before, and then there will be a raging fire in the end!

The cat-faced old lady had already cast a psychological shadow on him, and there was another innocent girl burning in front of him. His heart of teaching and educating people couldn't bear it anymore, he was too tired.

Zou Jun, Zhu Mo, Feng Rang, and Ji Yunlei followed behind, a black line, a sigh, a smile, and a bewildered one.

Zou Jun frowned and looked at Zhu Mo: "You are still happy, do you have any heart?"

"Don't you think it's very interesting?" Zhu Mo smiled, looking past Han Buting's team and floating on the back of Xu Wang's team, "Every time I meet them, there is always a surprise."

Ji Yunlei watched all the way down. He didn't have time to ask before, but now he can finally express his doubts: "What kind of dealings did you have with that team? It's a sentence, who can give me a full version?"

Feng Rang grabbed his shoulders: "Lei Zi, let me tell you..."

After a while, the three teams also came to the small square.

Along the way, they were able to confirm that the villagers did not respond to them, they would see them, and they would avoid them, but they just wouldn't strike up a conversation, let alone give them a second look, even if their clothes didn't fit here.

The firewood under the torture frame was still piled up, and those who carried the firewood and piled up the firewood were sweating profusely, but they were still full of energy.

The girl who was about to be burned at the stake hung her head lifelessly, her long hair covering her face.

"It's different from oil painting." Han Buting said in a deep voice.It's already in this situation, complaining is useless, and taking it seriously is the only way out.

"Yes." Wu Sheng knew what Han Buting meant, "In the painting, the fire is already burning."

Xu Wang pursed his lips and became serious: "So, now is the time to move forward the oil painting scene."

"What is your love line mission?" Han Buting asked suddenly.

Wei Menghan was also about to ask this: "Only when we have enough information can we provide the greatest assistance."

Xu Wang looked at Wei Menghan unexpectedly: "You haven't chosen the love line either?"

Regardless of the Han Buting team, Wei Menghan and his team have made it to the overall list with a score of 8/23. Is it possible that they always choose the same line every time they come here?

Yes, of course you have to choose the same line, how fast you are familiar with the road.

Xu Wang figured it out by himself, and quickly prepared to "pretend I didn't ask" and withdraw the topic.

Unexpectedly, Wei Menghan really answered: "The happy line we chose last time."

Xu Wang: "..."

Wei Menghan: "You don't have to be so obvious about your sympathy..."

The group of people found a less noisy corner not far from the fire and stopped.

This time everyone was on the same boat, Xu Wang didn't lie or hold anything back.

Starting with Pushkin's sad love letter, then the commission of the braided girl, the divination of the gypsy girl, and the legend provided by the old writer...Xu Wang shared the passage of this line exactly.

Finally, there is the room where everyone meets, the walls will burn, the oil paintings will fly out of flower petals, and finally the paintings will suck people in - Xu Wang doesn't need to talk about these, the other ten partners have already experienced them personally.

Wei Menghan: "The fire in the room is the fire of hell, the revenge of the evil spirit?"

Xu Wang: "We think so."

Han Buting: "Who is the evil spirit? Who is the target of its revenge?"

Xu Wang: "I think the evil spirit should be the girl on the rack. She was killed innocently, so she naturally wants to seek revenge from the villagers."

Feng Rang: "There are so many villagers..."

"Or someone who betrayed her." Xu Wang raised his eyes and looked at the big tree not far away.

Under the tree, a man and a woman were having an intimate conversation.

Han Buting thought for a moment, and the story line sounds smooth, but there is only one question: "What does this have to do with the braided girl who received the love letter?"

"I've been thinking about this too," Xu Wang said, "The only reasonable explanation is that the braided girl is the reincarnation of the girl under the tree, and of course the boy was reincarnated as well."

Wei Menghan: "So it was the boy who wrote the love letter to the braided girl?"

"Yes," Xu Wang nodded, "They betrayed the evil spirit together, but fell in love again after reincarnation, how could the evil spirit let them go?"

Zhu Mo: "What about the substitute?"

Xu Wang: "The boy became the girl's stand-in, and has been burned by the hell fire of the evil spirit, so he can only communicate with the girl and cannot show himself, otherwise he will be discovered by the evil spirit and burn the wrong person."

Wei Menghan: "Didn't you say that the evil spirit took revenge on the two of them?"

Xu Wang: "I analyzed it carefully again. Since it is a love line, the evil spirit may still have feelings for the boy, so he only wanted to seek revenge from that girl. He didn't find the person he loves the most, so he became a substitute."

Wei Menghan and Han Buting: "..."

Xu Wang: "Are there any questions?"

Han Buting: "The logic is strict and the cause and effect are reasonable."

Wei Menghan: "The details are detailed and the emotions are delicate."

Wu Sheng, Kuang Jinxin, Qian Ai, Qi Shan: "..."

Are they really on the same line as their own captain, then why they only walked out of a few shots, and their own captain has already walked out of a movie...

"I'm not a witch—"

Suddenly there was a hoarse cry from the torture rack.

Everyone looked up, and the fire had already lit up.

Everyone glanced at each other, and immediately set off and ran to the execution place.

They stood at the outermost edge and did not squeeze in among the villagers. Firstly, they could see the girl on the torture rack by looking up, and secondly, it was convenient to monitor the trees on the other side.

The men and women under the tree were already embracing each other, completely ignoring the tragedy here.

"I'm not……"

The girl had no strength to shout, she must have been tied here for a long time, her lips were chapped and her voice was hoarse.

Big tears rolled down from her eyes reddened by the fire.

The fire became more and more fierce, and it had reached the girl's feet.

Some of the surrounding villagers yelled "burn her to death", at first it was just one or two yells, and finally, it became a uniform cry of all the people.

Xu Wang wanted to save someone, but when he opened the pencil case, the icon was gray.

He was horrified, can't use stationery?

Fragrant.

Faint, floral fragrance, especially in the smell of burning.

Xu Wang looked up and saw the familiar light blue petals again.

This time, colorful petals flew towards the girl in execution.

They surround the maiden like holy angels.

The tongue of flame that was flying up quickly retracted into the pile of firewood, and the firewood was crackling, and the flames dared not go up an inch.

The girl on the rack was at a loss.

The onlookers were even more bewildered, but soon, their bewilderment turned into fear.

Because the light of the fire was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye, even the sound of the firewood being burned became quieter.

The fire may not be fierce, but there is no reason for it to get weaker and weaker.

unless……

"Magic, this is the witch's magic—"

In the crowd, someone yelled.

The word "magic" is enough to frighten these ignorant villagers. They dare to kill the "witches", because those "witches" have never resisted, let alone such evil magic to resist fire!

In the blink of an eye, there was no one in the open space, and doors and windows were closed tightly from house to house, for fear of being targeted by magic.

"Amy—" the young man called out eagerly from under the tree.

The partners of the three teams turned their heads, only to see that the girl who was under the tree was striding towards the torture frame with a torch that she got from nowhere!

The young man was still standing under the tree, afraid of magic, he didn't dare to move, so he kept calling the girl: "Amy, don't go over—"

Amy turned a deaf ear.

She only had the torture rack in her eyes, only the girl who should be burned to death, and only the coldness.

"Witches should be burned to death, they dare not, I will..."

The girl holding the torch came to the bottom of the rack, and without looking at the girl above, she bent down and used the torch in her hand to fuel the fire that was about to go out.

The dying girl on the rack looked at her in disbelief, eyes full of astonishment and sadness: "Amy?"

"Witches should be burned to death..."

Amy only had this sentence. She kept stirring the fire with torches, maintaining the only flame, paranoid to the point of madness.

A light blue petal fell on Amy's shoulder.

The torch in Amy's hand suddenly ignited, and the flames burned extremely high.

She was so happy that she took another two steps forward.

The wind blew up in the clearing without warning.

The wind blew against Amy, and the flames that ignited high all at once attacked her.

One second, she was a girl who was trying to put people to death, and the next second, she became a human-shaped fireball.

The torch fell to the ground.

Amy screamed in pain.

The young man under the tree was so frightened that he ran away and disappeared without a trace.

Amy fell to the ground, curled up by the fire, and when she was on the verge of death, she looked at the girl on the rack and uttered the last curse: "I am dead, and you can't escape, I will become an evil spirit, come from hell Come back to find you—"

Amy is dead.

In the scorching fire, it turned into a scorched corpse.

The girl who was supposed to be burned on the rack was terrified.

The friends who watched the whole process were also silent for a long time.

Even though I have used various methods to deal with zombies in 3/23, and have seen blood, it still takes time to debug in the face of such a scene.

The last spark under the rack is annihilated.

The wind in the air gradually became cool at night.

Captain Xu looked at the rack: "Should we put that girl down..."

Han Buting took two deep breaths, and said, "Is it an evil spirit on the rack?"

Wei Menghan followed: "Is the braided girl under the tree?"

Li Zi approached the black line: "You just scared that shit away just now, and you are willing to be a substitute in order to protect the girl you love?"

Xu Wang: "Well, there is a slight deviation in the story line..."

Everyone: "Prohibit yourself from writing scripts in the future!!!"

The ten little friends who were deceived, and the four little friends who wasted their admiration in vain, reached an unprecedented unity.