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    Time goes back to more than ten minutes ago.  At that time, the brave warrior Wudi had not yet died, and Feng Bujue was still in the cellar.

    Feng Bujue knocked on the coffin board and said teasingly: "Hey, Miss Madeleine, are you still there?"

    Naturally, he didn¡¯t expect anyone in the coffin to reply to him in an unpleasant tone: ¡°Get out!¡±

    Because he already knew that it should be empty.

    After watching the first episode of the Haunted Palace, Feng Bujue speculated that the setting of this mansion was probably the House of Usher in a certain novel.  When he came to this cellar and saw the coffin and the fifth section of the ghost palace on the wall, he became even more sure.

    Feng Bujue¡¯s strong memory of Bowen was correct, but he had not yet reached the state of photographic memory.  Except for those things that were swept out of the memory attic as information garbage, other memories such as this novel he had read, the content he could recall was generally about 60-70%.

    It would be impossible for him to stand there and recite the entire six paragraphs of Ghost Palace after reading the first paragraph.  So later he asked Xiaotan and Brother Long to say some words to remind him, and then the two verses in his memory gradually became clear.

    Of course, Feng Bujue still remembers the general plot of that novel quite clearly.

    Many people know the name Edgar Allan Poe. He is the founder of detective fiction. His "The Murders in the Rue Morgue" is considered to be the first true detective novel in modern literature.  The title "mystery novel" was used when it was published.

    But that was in 1841, and "The Fall of the House of Usher" was written before that story. It is a gothic thriller, and the whole text is filled with an extremely gloomy black atmosphere.

    The plot of the story is roughly this: the protagonist's old friend Roderick Usher, whose family has been suffering from a mysterious genetic disease for generations, seems to be bound by a strange curse in the big house where he lives. For hundreds of years, Usher has been  The family is passed down through generations, and the original name of this ancient house has been gradually forgotten by people.  This building and this family were equated, and when people mentioned "House of Usher", they were referring to both this mansion and this family.

    One day, Roderick wrote a letter to the protagonist, saying in the letter that he was not going to die soon. The disease had made him haggard and in a trance. The unknown terrifying power in the House of Usher would destroy his sanity and take away his mind.  his life.

    The protagonist comes to visit and accompany his old friend, hoping that he will get better.  But on the night of the protagonist's arrival, Roderick's sister Miss Madeleine "died" of illness.

    She is Roderick¡¯s only relative in the world and his only companion for many years.  Miss Madeleine had been seriously ill for many years and died. However, she always fought against the disease and was never bedridden.  Roderick's unusually melancholy and near-collapse state of mind was mainly due to her.

    Roderick requested that her sister's body be kept in a crypt for fourteen days before burial.  The protagonist personally helped his friend put Miss Madeline into a coffin and placed it in the cellar, but no one knew that she was not dead

    Seven or eight days later, the grief-stricken Roderick has fallen into madness.  On that terrifying night, the protagonist witnessed the terrifying Miss Madeleine appearing in the house, frightening her brother to death, and then finally died. The protagonist escaped from the House of Usher and saw the building collapse on the mountain with his own eyes.  in the pool.

    There are many "unscientific" things in this story. For example, why was Madeleine buried alive without anyone noticing?  How could a woman who had been struggling in a coffin for seven or eight days still have the strength to fight her way back to the big house?  How did the mansion collapse?  Local earthquake or directional blasting?

    But nineteenth-century readers would not have raised such questions about a horror-mystery story.  On the contrary, in the years after the end of the 20th century, "professionals" whose main business was "over-interpretation" and "finding faults" gradually increased in various fields, especially in the cultural field.  If Poe had lived in the 21st century, any academic liar in the name of "professor" would have dared to reduce him to nothing.  Or they rely on a "deep" interpretation of his works to express some unfounded views in the original works.

    We won¡¯t discuss this topic in depth, but let¡¯s go back to the story.

    According to the plot in the novel, the coffin must have been empty. Regardless of whether the ghost Feng Bujue saw in the tunnel just now was Madeleine's ghost, her body was no longer in the cellar, but in the big house.

    Feng Bujue pushed open the coffin lid, and it was indeed empty, with no body.  He waved his hand to disperse the raised dust, and then used a flashlight to illuminate the inside of the coffin. He soon discovered that there was a line of small words carved on a wooden board at the head end, which looked like they were dug out bit by bit with fingernails.

    The above is just one sentence, "He knows it", with no punctuation marks and the words are crooked.  Put yourself in my shoes in ?There was no light in the material, and Madeleine couldn't see whether the letters she wrote were neat or not. She had to maintain a certain posture to carve them on top of her head, so it was pretty good that she could be recognized.

    ¡¾The hidden task has been triggered.  ¡¿

    Feng Bujue heard the system prompt and immediately opened the menu. At this time, he saw another prompt window covering the front:

    ¡¾Hidden tasks in the script can provide you with very considerable rewards, but the difficulty of discovering and completing hidden tasks will be higher than the main and side tasks.  ¡¿

    ¡¾System prompts related to hidden tasks, including voice, text, and task content in the menu, are only visible to the player who discovered the task.  If a hidden task is discovered in a multiplayer situation, all players present will obtain the task together.  However, hidden tasks cannot be shared in a delayed manner. After one or more task performers describe the task content to other players, the other players can obtain the task content and progress in the menu, but they are not considered to have accepted the task, and they cannot receive completion rewards.  ¡¿

    ¡¾The above prompt will only pop up when the player discovers the hidden task for the first time. If you need to read it again, you can search and view it in the game description.  ¡¿

    "That is to saywhoever discovers it will do it himself, and then he will get the reward alone." Feng Bujue muttered, he closed the two prompt windows and looked at the mission: [Rescue Miss Madeleine's Soul  ¡¿

    Feng Bujue said: "Ohthat's the situation" He already had an inference about the plot direction in this script, but the question now is how to get out of this cellar?

    He raised the flashlight again and conducted a more detailed search around the area, but found nothing.  He turned his attention back to the coffin. Apart from the line of writing and some scratches left on the wood, there were no valuable clues.

    Feng Bujue placed the flashlight diagonally inside the coffin, tilted the glowing end to stabilize it, then bent down to pick up the heavy coffin board from the ground, leaned it against the wall, and looked at both the front and back, but  There is nothing on this big piece of wood.

    "Wait a minute" Feng Bujue's movements suddenly stopped, thinking to herself: "The person lying in the coffin should be lying on his back, and if he wants to engrave words, he should engrave them on the coffin board, even if she is worried that someone will ignore the lid when opening the coffin.  The inscriptions on the coffin are carved above the head, but why are there no signs of struggle on this board The scratches and kick marks are all in other places, but the coffin lid looks like new."

    Feng Bujue picked up the flashlight and shined it on the coffin lid leaning against the wall. He squatted down and stared at the piece of wood. "Hmm" He reached out and knocked again. The coffin lid made an ordinary sound of solid wood.  It doesn't look like there is a mezzanine hidden in it.

    At this time, Feng Bujue made a very bold (at least for others) decision.  He raised the coffin board and covered two-thirds of the coffin lengthwise, then got in himself. After lying down, he held the coffin lid with both hands and lifted it upwards, restoring the coffin to its closed state.

    He felt uncomfortable lying in it, not for psychological reasons, but because the coffin had no cushions and was purely made of wood. It was like he was sleeping on a hard bed with nothing covered.

    Feng Bujue put himself in the same situation as Miss Madeleine. He shined the flashlight on the coffin board and said, "How on earth did you get out" He said and tried to push it with one hand.  Push the coffin lid.

    Who would have expected that it couldn¡¯t be pushed at this moment.

    "Oh?" Feng Bujue was stunned. He immediately put the flashlight next to his neck, stretched out his hands and feet, pushed hard a few times, and kicked a few more times. The coffin lid still didn't move at all.

    After struggling for a while, he was about to stop and take a breath, but he saw that the piece of wood on the coffin lid, facing his face, was slightly raised and gradually turned into a human face.

    The gender of the face was difficult to distinguish, and the voice sounded like that of an old witch. It said to Feng Bujue: "Dying man, do you want to get out of here?"

    "Yes." Feng Bujue replied, he wanted to see what tricks this coffin monster had.

    "What can you give me?" asked the coffin lid.

    At this time, the system prompts: [You can donate an ordinary or higher quality piece of equipment and let the monster teleport you back to the space outside the cellar]

    "Oh you can donate it, right" Feng Bujue thought: "In other words, I can also choose not to donate it." He thought: "And what if the player does not have the equipment that meets the requirements?  , I¡¯m not necessarily stuck here, hmm¡­ there must be some other way.¡±

    "Coffin, I don't want to give you anything." Feng Bujue replied.

    That face suddenly changed dramatically, its eyes and mouth opened strangely, and it became extremely ferocious. An ordinary person would definitely be shocked.  But it's just a slightly protruding human face floating on the coffin board, so it's impossible to attack.People in this material are at best intimidating.

    "Then you will be trapped here forever, dying of fear and hunger. Even if your fingertips are ground to bloody pulp, even if your toes and knees are shattered, it will not be possible to break"

    With a click, Feng Bujue took out the M1911A1 pistol from his bag and turned on the safety.

    "Let me introduce you to you" Feng Bujue pressed the muzzle of his gun between the eyebrows of that face: "Some interesting gadgets born after the second industrial revolution."

    "The damage caused to me by the weapon in your hand is not enough to allow you to escape. One or two small wounds are nothing." The coffin lid replied.

    "I know you can change and repair yourself, but what about the coffins around me, above my head, and under me?" Feng Bujue said.

    "Hehehe" The face on the coffin lid actually smiled. At the same time, the words carved by Madeline on Feng Bujue's head and the marks on the surrounding wood disappeared, "As long as I am willing."

    "WellI see, the mission has been received anyway, and the secret of the coffin has been discovered, so we can forget about these detailed reminders such as nicks, right" Feng Bujue said and put away the gun.

    "Now, do you want to change your mind?" The coffin lid said again: "Perhaps you can dedicate the weapon just now to me, and I will send you out."

    Feng Bujue took out [Western Kitchen Knife] and [Mario's Pipe Wrench] from his luggage without stopping, "You have two choices. First, send me back to the big house to end this pleasure.  conversation." He raised his hand and cut the coffin board with a knife, leaving a mark: "Second, I will unload you and use it as firewood."

    Tens of seconds later, Feng Bujue reappeared in the big house smoothly, but the location was no longer in the living room, but in a corridor.  There is also a painting hanging on the wall next to him, but it is not a cellar, but an ugly and abstract human face.

    He didn¡¯t stop for much, just made sure that his survival points were still full and his physical energy points were still a lot, and then he started to continue exploring

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