[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy Game

When Jiang Wuyuan stepped into the teleportation formation, he stepped out with one foot, and Qi Meng pulled him.

[? ] [Wait. ]

Jiang Wuyuan suddenly started to sing, a very slow English song, with a standard London accent, and the deep voice is very comfortable to listen to. If you mix it in singing, you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself—if this is outside the game. .

The little red dot beside Qi Meng's eyes began to move rapidly, and he was so frightened that he quickly shrank behind Jiang Wuyu and closed his eyes tightly.

He didn't know what Jiang Wuyuan was going to do, but the horror game was up to him, as long as he stood there obediently and didn't cause trouble.

Jiang Wuyuan stared at the stairs of the warehouse, he was waiting. Two minutes later, suddenly a stone head protruded from the stairs. The bare stone was carved with a human face and fangs that did not belong to humans. The eyes were leaking red blood, and it appeared in the middle of the wall. There was only one head. Originally facing forward, he suddenly turned in the direction of the two of them.

Jiang Wuyuan quickly stopped singing and retracted his feet.

The teleportation array was activated, and the two disappeared in place.

The screen in front of me went black, and it was five seconds later that the light appeared again.

[This is... the first floor? ]

[right. ]

[So you want to lure them to the basement so we can explore on the first floor? ]

[right. ]

Qi Meng changed his view of Jiang Wuyuan a little bit, he can still not panic and choose his way in terror, people who can think of these are worthy of Qi Meng's affirmation.

[Don't be afraid, it's okay. ]

Jiang Wuyuan knocked on this message and looked around. All the statues on the first floor disappeared. If he didn't expect, they should all be in the basement. Although he didn't know if that door could lock them, Jiang Wuyuan still Go close it.

[I'll go over there and have a look. ] Qi Meng said.

Jiang Wuyuan nodded, and chose a direction opposite to his.

The famous paintings on the wall can finally be torn up without legal sanction, which is also a kind of heart-warming behavior.

Tens of billions and hundreds of billions are destroyed in their hands, and nothing is gained.

Qi Meng began to feel distressed, originally this place was quite beautiful.

[There is something here. ]

Jiang Wuyu, who was half a basketball court away from him, was squatting on the ground, holding a hanging bronzing picture frame in his hand. When Qi Meng walked over, he saw a protruding pattern on the picture frame that could be opened like a box. There is a long strip of paper.

"Believe in lust."

Believe in desire.

Jiang Wuyuan looked a little eyebrow, Qi Meng looked at him, Jiang Wuyuan said:

[Believe in the gods. ]

Qi Meng nodded, and he could roughly understand what he meant, but Yachen's game would be reversed, and they couldn't make a conclusion about the final outcome.

There was nothing left on the first floor, and the two of them made up their minds and were about to go to the second floor. Qi Meng vaguely felt that the first floor and the weapon arsenal were actually paving the way for the next level, and they were still in the simple category. within.

There are many rooms and rooms on the second floor. The corridor leading up to the stairs is tens of meters on the left and right. There are rooms on both sides, but the corridor on the right is separated by a fence, and there is no way to enter it yet.

Qi Meng walked to the nearest room on the left with the door open, stretched his hand in and took a photo. Except where the light of the halo went was bright, the rest of the place was black like ink, and the light was swallowed up and could not penetrate.

Jiang Wuyuan gestured at the window at the top of the stairs, asking him to look out of the window. After walking a few steps, Qi Meng could see that the wind and rain outside the window had stopped, the sky was overcast, and all the white lilies turned blood-red. Rose.

Qi Meng opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but suddenly thought of please don't say anything, so he raised his hand, raised it for a long time and didn't know what to say, then put it down again.

[The second phase is about to begin. ]

Jiang Wuyuan said: [When I was on the first floor just now, I saw a white lily. ]

Qi Meng took a deep breath, nodded, and told him about the previous room.

Jiang Wuyuan paused for a moment, took the halo in his hand to look at it himself, then backed out, and went to the next room. He looked like this for three or four times before he came out. After a while, like He was thinking about something before he said to Qi Meng:

[The lights may be turned off later. ]

[In the dark? ]

Jiang Wuyuan nodded.

[If you are afraid, go online tomorrow morning. ]

Qi Meng's face suddenly became hot, and he moved his hands a few times, but in the end he still didn't want Jiang Wuchen to look down on him, so he bit the bullet and said to leave now.

The two entered the first door, and the place where the halo could shine was only within the range of one person's open arms.Jiang Wuyuan was holding a dagger in front, and Qi Meng was holding a gun in the back, his palms were sweating.

Suddenly, a corner of an exquisite metal box appeared in front of him. What could be seen was the image of a young man with long golden hair and holding a red cross-shaped sword standing on the body of a dragon. There were three pairs of golden wings behind him. .

The two looked at each other, and Qi Meng noticed Jiang Wuyuan's thoughtful look, and instantly realized that this was not a box.

[Michael's grave. ]

When Jiang Wuyuan typed this message, he was still a little hesitant, hesitating between the tomb and the coffin, he could only tell that it was a statue of Michael, but he was not sure if it was a coffin, because of the light problem.

Qi Meng walked around the box, and made a gesture of confirmation with Jiang Wuchen.

The two discussed whether to open the coffin, or to go to the next room to have a look. After 5 minutes, they finally decided to look again.

Jiang Wuyuan was still at the beginning. Although the corridor looked very long and had many rooms, there were only four of them that could be opened, including the one of Michael at the beginning.

In the middle of each room is placed the same box with exquisite picture relief as the first room, like a coffin.

One picture is mainly yellow, white and gray, and the faces of the characters are kind and lively.

The main tone of one picture is purple, white and quiet blue. The character guards the entrance with a flaming sword at the entrance of the Garden of Eden, with an angry and terrifying face.

The main tone of one is silver and white, with moonstone and white lily as the background, and the figure holds a white horn in his hand.

[Raphael. ] [Uriel. ]

When Jiang Wuyuan saw the last one, he froze for a moment, and looked at Qi Meng, who also looked at him, wondering what he was thinking, as if he was waiting for his answer.

Qi Meng didn't check the detailed information about the Western angels. He only knew that the four angels here were the four archangels. ...

[Gabriel. ]

Jiang Wuyuan moved his hands, and Qi Meng once again had a dreamy feeling. He had never really experienced the scene of seeing the coffin of a living person in front of him. It can be heard that it may be the first time that the other party has such an encounter.

[This is your coffin, then open it from here. ]

Qi Meng looked at him, then at the relief, and suddenly almost laughed out loud. The two can't be said to be exactly the same, so they can only be said to be irrelevant.

[OK. ] Jiang Wuyuan replied.