Chapter 150

"A careless beast is a wonderful adjective." Luo Jane said to the clown, "the protagonist is hurt and abandoned by his beloved, so he defines him as an unintentional beast and thinks that his or her heart has been taken away by him or her."

The clown has just emerged from the endless darkness, and is in a state of shock. Hearing Luo Jian's speech is still a little baffled. He took the letter in her hand and asked him, "Why are you so sure? Maybe it means something else

"Because the chamber of secrets has only given me so many clues that I can only think about it."

Luo Jian sighed, "but this hero is also a fool."

"Why is he a fool?" The clown also grabbed the letter and read it for a long time.

"Because there's something on the back of the letter."

The clown stopped and quickly turned around to look at the back of the letter. There was a strange list of addresses written on the back of the letter: Red Gate resident, 4th floor, No.10, No. Time: July 14, 12 * *.

"What does that mean?" The clown didn't understand the address, but he thought there was something wrong with the address.

"Just tell us where the door of the chamber is."

Luo Jian said, and then from the corpse to feel another thing, clothes pants pocket put a rusty key, luojian took the key in her hand, and then put it into her pocket.

"Where is the door of the chamber of secrets?" The clown is still at a loss.

"Isn't it written in the letter?" Luo said that he continued to look for something in the corpse. He got an old-fashioned pointer watch from the corpse's hand, which was still in operation. She looked at the time on the watch and said, "the red door residents on the fourth floor of building 10 are there."

"But we are in the negative floor. Is the red door on the fourth floor the exit?" Clowns always think it's not so simple.

Luo Jian shook her head: "of course, it can't be the negative building. We have to go up to the positive floor and open the door on the fourth floor, because the key that the corpse got can only be his own home key."

"This shows that it's impossible. We can't get to a positive floor at all. No matter how we go up, it's always the first floor." The clown tried to go up and down before, but he couldn't go back.

"You can go up there, of course, as long as you are at the right time. For example, this strange staircase is a place similar to the space of different dimensions. There must be an entrance and exit in this place. Naturally, the entrance and exit is the staircase from the first floor to the second floor. So, what changes have taken place to turn this staircase into the entrance of hell? "

Luo Jian waved her worn watch to the clown. The time on the watch was 11 * * 45 PM.

As the hands of the watch ticked slowly, Luo Jian continued: "the time written in the letter is the traditional ghost day. The day when the ghost door opens is on July 14, 12 * *, zero * *, and the ghost door opens."

"Do you mean that when the ghost door opens, we can go up there?"

"The setting of the secret room should be like this." Luo Jian thought, "in the time limit of three hours has passed half of the time period, trigger conditions to open the ghost door, if the player at this time correctly understand the secret room to the player's message, players can easily find clues, out of the endless ladder, and escape this chamber."

"On the contrary, if the player doesn't find the clue correctly and walks down the stairs aimlessly, he will never get out, is that right?" The clown touched his chin: "if you don't know how to summon spirits, we'll have to find the opened door one by one. During this period, we have to endure the harassment and attacks of various ghosts. We will waste a lot of time. We may also find the door opened by the storyteller only after half of the three hour time limit in the secret room has passed It's going to take you half a day to find a clue, and by then, it's going to be three hours

"It's almost like this. According to the routine of normal players, the secret room is actually very difficult." Luo said he couldn't help scratching his head: "but my joining seems to make it too simple. I hope it won't lead to any bad consequences."

"It's really too simple. When I meet you, I'll have a good journey to the end, this speed! I can't believe it "The clown exclaimed," to know that I had to escape from the chamber of secrets, but I had to take off a layer of skin to get out. "

"If we go out too early, we'll find a clue in the secret room." Luo Jian frowned. In fact, he has affected the result of the secret room escape to a certain extent. The urine in the secret room is never willing to see the players escape from the secret room too easily and comfortably. The secret room will just hate the feeling that every player can die in the secret room.

"Can't you go out too early?" The clown did not have any opinion, "as long as don't make trouble to the end but can't go out."

Luo Jian said with a smile, "let's do something interesting."I don't know if Luo Jian's words are ambiguous or misunderstood. The clown suddenly blushed. Although he could not see it on his white and bloodstained cheek, he was embarrassed to twist his body, and said to Luo Jian in a delicate voice, "I don't have any opinion, but you Is that all right? "

Luo Jian suddenly felt that her apparent calm could not be maintained. He twitched the corners of his mouth, and the magic weapon turned into a stick again. She continued to beat the clown's head fiercely for several times, only knocking the clown's head full of bags until he hugged his head and screamed.

"No more playing games! I just want to try your hand! " Luo Jian shook the stick in her hand with great momentum, and pointed one end of the stick at the clown, and said, "how strong are you? Let me see it."

"Ah? But I can't see anything, isn't it very weak? " The clown said innocently.

"Don't talk nonsense. This place is dark and dark. Even if you can see it, it may not be useful." Luo Jian didn't know what he thought of. He said to the clown with a little deep meaning: "you can rank first in the ranking list. It seems that the strength is not covered."

The clown suddenly stopped talking. He was silent for a moment. He seemed to want to explain: "you are wrong. It's just the same name and surname as me."

"There are so many people in the world whose names are just one word and all are called" Rainbow ". The probability is too low."

Luo Jian suddenly shook the stick in her hand and drew it towards the clown. The clown jumped up to avoid it and jumped to the back. He raised his hands in surrender and said, "don't do this! I can't beat you at the moment

"Not necessarily." Luo Jian said that he twisted his neck and felt that his body was too small. Compared with the body of an adult, the first thing was that it was too short, which led to a serious drop in vision. In addition, his physical strength was relatively weak and his strength was too small, which made his body feel strange and uncoordinated. Although Luo Jian's ability would not decline, he would not be used to this body The battle brought a little inconvenience.

However, Luo Jian did not shrink back. He felt that he needed a fight to boil himself, forget those bad memories, and help himself out of the inner darkness with blood and battle. That is what Luo Jian urgently needs now. No matter who brought it to him, it is Luo Jian's.

The clown over there had no choice but to sigh, and said wrongly, "Yuan children's shoes will only bully me."

After he finished, he felt on his body for a long time before he found out a scalpel, which was very shabby. However, he did not put it right for half a day. His posture was like playing monkey, and he was shaking and would fall down at any time. Luo Jian even began to twitch at the corner of her eyes. She said, "are you bluffing me?"

The clown over there cried, "I really can't fight!"

"How the hell did you live to this day?" Luo Jian shook the Shaolin stick in her hand and stabbed him with the stick.

The clown shook his body weakly and went on to say pitifully, "to tell you the truth, it's me on that list, but it's not me."

Luo Jian took back Shaolin stick and frowned: "what do you mean?"

"My skills Well, or my weapon, it's strange. " The clown touched his scalpel in distress. He said bitterly, "I am a student of general medical school in the real world. I am a surgeon on the operating table in the future. So I don't think it strange to give me a scalpel as a weapon But... "

Luo Jian saw that his desire to speak stopped, so she asked, "is there anything strange about that knife?"

"Look! It's like this... " The clown suddenly changed his tone. He raised his scalpel and stabbed at his own temple. This change came so quickly that Luo Jian was unprepared. He had no time to stop the clown. He was surprised to see him stab the knife into his head.

The blood gushed out just as Luo Jian had expected. The scene with a knife in the clown's head was almost impossible to look directly at. Although Luo Jian was surprised, she thought that the clown should not be so reckless, so he didn't feel too surprised. He relaxed his mood and waited in silence.

The clown fell to the ground with a knife in his forehead. After about ten minutes, the clown quickly got up by himself. When he got up, his skin began to turn blue. Luo Jian * * turned on her own light and looked at the clown's appearance. The clown's face began to look stiff. He slowly reached out and grabbed the knife on his head, and then the knife was pulled out by him.

"It's amazing that you're dead, but you don't seem to be dead." Luo Jian reached out and touched the clown's naked / exposed skin. It was already cold.

"That's it. As long as I kill myself with this knife, I won't really" die ". Therefore, whenever I encounter danger and am on the verge of death, as long as I solve myself, I can survive." The clown said that he tilted his neck and made a bone click sound.

"And it's strange that I'm very strong in this state. Sometimes I feel that my brain is occupied by another consciousness, and I think it's the consciousness of weapons that devours me. I don't know whether it's good or bad, although it does make me stronger."Luo Jian licked her dry lips and whispered, "is that the reason for this weapon? Don't you know the specific capabilities of your weapons? "

"It's a scalpel." The clown said that when he said these words, his tone was in a trance, and his face had no expression. It was like simply reading lines. "The scalpel has many functions. It can bring my patients back to life. Similarly, it can also make some people change. I can transform the human body, improve the physical quality, personality and memory, and improve the level of ability Strong power. "

"Transform Is it? " Luo Jian's voice was lighter: "will you transform yourself?"

"Maybe, in order to live better." The clown said mechanically.