Chapter 144 - Ming Yue Pavilion (VII)

There was silence in the corridor.

 

Even though you can still see out of the window, you can't hear any sound coming in.

 

The entire Ming Yue Pavilion is an isolated island.

 

At the moment Xiao Lan is standing by the window.

 

Passers-by pass by in the distance, all of them quickening their pace as they pass near Ming Yue Pavilion.

 

Occasionally, those who are brave enough to look this way are oblivious to Xiao Lan's presence, as if the Ming Yue Pavilion is just an empty room in their eyes at the moment.

 

Xiao Lan wonders if the rumours of a haunting at Ming Yue Pavilion were misconstrued as ghosts because the sounds made by the intruders trapped inside were heard by the people nearby during their struggle to escape, but no one outside could see any figures.

 

However, it doesn't mean much to Xiao Lan whether he can be seen from outside or not.

 

After all, the player's pass is not just a matter of asking for help from the surrounding residents and then calling the police, otherwise what's the point of asking the police uncle to just arrest the boss before each game starts.

 

Anyway, these bosses are certainly big collectors of heads, one catch, all jailbait types.

 

Unfortunately, one can only imagine.

 

Returning his attention to the corridor, Xiao Lan moves on.

 

His target was the top floor.

 

Xiao Lan and Luo went over to check on the Ming Yue Pavilion when it was still in normal condition.

 

There is a large study there, which is particularly finely furnished.

 

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The crows were supposed to have been there doing their writing until they disappeared, but everything was normal in the study at that time and they didn't get any clues.

 

Xiao Lan intends to visit again now, after all, everything is different.

 

A place like a study is still important to a writer, and it's only right that there should be something in it.

 

As long as, Mr. Crow himself doesn't do a door-killing ......

 

When he arrived in the vicinity of the study, Xiao Lan didn't approach without taking a moment to observe.

 

The study is really different.

 

A design identical to the cover of the book appears on the original carved solid wood door, and the parts of this design that are lit up all remain the same as the one in the player's hand.

 

This is unlike any of the red doors Xiao Lan has seen before, which do not have a pattern synchronised with the one in the player's hand.

 

This door is clearly a little more advanced.

 

Xiao Lan pushed on the door without much hope.

 

Sure enough, it wouldn't open at all, and there wasn't even a lock hole in the door, telling him plainly that he didn't need to attempt such a technical task as unlocking it.

 

It seems that probably only when all 13 grids are lit will there be a change here.

 

It's just not clear if the path to the pass will appear or if it will be a fan meeting with Mr. Crow.

 

I wish Mr. Crow would be a little more high strung and dismissive of these crazy fans.

 

Leaving the doorway of the study, Xiao Lan looks at the book in her hands.

 

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At the moment, the flashing of the cover has stopped, but the grid does not light up one more frame.

 

The contents of the book have also been changed, with the previous text being crossed out and changed to.

 

[Black Dahlia Reblooming]

 

[teasing her skirt]

 

It looks like this player escaped from the crows without incident.

 

But it also shows that progress through the level has not increased, and the risk of death hanging high above the player's head has not diminished at all.

 

Come down from the top floor.

 

Xiao Lan is about to walk through the Ming Yue Pavilion again to find the different rooms.

 

What he didn't expect was that just a moment after he descended the stairs, a white room door appeared silently in front of him, and the first room downstairs was it.

 

The design above the door of the room, like the cover, is prominent.

 

It was as if he was waiting there specifically for him.

 

It's a blatant trap, yet players will have to go in if they want to get through.

 

Xiao Lan took a deep breath and reached out to push the door open.

 

--

 

The scene that appears behind the door is not what a room should look like.

 

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It was a white field of snow, so vast that no plants could be seen as far as the eye could see, only an unblemished white, as if there was no room for a trace of dirt.

 

Xiao Lan is slightly flabbergasted.

 

Having had the experience of the last time, he had previously prepared himself mentally to see a strange room, but he had not expected to see a large snowfield when he opened the door.

 

The snow underfoot is soft and clean and feels very real.

 

This is not at all in keeping with common architectural sense.

 

But when has the Advent world ever hitched a ride on common sense? It has always rubbed the coffin boards of Newton, Einstein, Faraday and a host of other greats into the ground in a frenzy.

 

Xiao Lan turned back to find himself empty behind him.

 

The white door through which he had entered had disappeared, as if he had just appeared out of nowhere on this vast snowy plain.

 

At the moment, he was the only one left in the world except for a snowy plain.

 

But with an advanced player's physique, even a two-happy roll in such snow is not going to get frostbite.

 

The low temperatures did not affect Xiao Lan much, at most the snow was a bit of an obstacle.

 

Xiao Lan takes a look around.

 

Each direction looks pretty much the same, with nothing particularly obvious appearing on the landscape.

 

So he picked a direction at random and stepped forward.

 

Xiao Lan walked around in the snow for a while.

 

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There was nothing but the rustling and whistling of the wind as he advanced.

 

Suddenly, the sound of human voices came from not far away.

 

The voice was still a little familiar: "Eh, eh, eh! I never thought we'd meet again, isn't it a coincidence?!"

 

Then a short man with high combed hair emerged from under a small slope.

 

This small hill is covered in snow and almost blends in with the background, so that if you didn't get closer you wouldn't even notice the presence of the place.

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The person who came out was Long Shiren.

 

I didn't expect him to be alive and well until now, but Xiao Lan thought he was already dead.

 

He was shivering a bit throughout though, and his lips were a bit purple, probably from the cold.

 

As a junior player, his physique is not too far beyond that of a normal person and still not resistant to freezing.

 

Long Shiren looked at Xiao Lan as if he hadn't seen his best friend for years, and looked enthusiastic: "Brother, I've been freezing here alone for a while, but I didn't expect to meet you again, so now I have hope."

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

This gentleman, you call me "big brother" with your creased face?

 

Not only does this man have no mental block, but he's also a real talent for calling it that.

 

Long Shiren now looks at Xiao Lan with a kind face, not at all the aggressive moral pressure he used before.

 

It was clear that he knew that Xiao Lan was the only one who could really give him a run for his money now.

 

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A perfect demonstration of what it means to be a social being who can bend and stretch.

 

"This big brother, meeting each other is fate, we have met twice now but it is a rare fate. ...... What is your name?" Long Shiren rubbed his hands together, and the folds on his face, which were not too big, were turning into a chrysanthemum smile.

 

Xiao Lan reluctantly replied, "Xiao ......"

 

Long Shiren was not embarrassed at all: " Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao Hello, this is a good surname, many famous people have this surname. I'm a bit ahead of you, why don't I introduce you to the situation first?"

 

As a drag queen, he had to show a little edge soon to not be left behind.

 

Without waiting for Xiao Lan's answer Long Shiren spoke to himself, desperately trying to demonstrate the value of his presence: "After we separated, I was walking casually in the corridor when I suddenly felt something push me behind me, pushing me straight down the stairs, luckily I survived, but I was also unconscious."

 

This is the same black handprint that Xiao Lan saw on his back earlier.

 

"I didn't expect it, but I woke up to a white door. The door appeared to me on its own, and when I looked at the door didn't it have the same pattern as our book? Maybe there was a clue to get out, so I came in."

 

"As a result ......" Long Shiren sighed, "there's no getting in and no getting out, but there's no other danger here, it's actually quite safe and just a bit colder."

 

He said he couldn't help but shiver again and looked genuinely cold enough.

 

"I, I, I found a couple of places to get out of the wind, if Brother Xiao you need anything you can tell me and I'll take you there." Long Shiren said as he tried to straighten out his mouth.

 

The man was also quite resourceful and explained the situation in a few words.

 

There was also a fallback, not naming the few places of refuge that could be used as his leverage when the time came.

 

Unfortunately, he was in a senior field.

 

He also didn't know that advanced players don't need shelter from the wind, as this temperature is simply not enough to harm advanced players.

 

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Xiao Lan hasn't replied.

 

At that moment another person stepped out of thin air not far from the two men.

 

This should also be a player with an open door, but unfortunately the two men who are inside the room cannot see the door.

 

It was an enchanting and beautiful woman.

 

The woman's face is delicately made up, with bright red lips and a Little Xiao mole in the lower right corner of her lip, but she looks even more voluptuous.

 

She has the curly black hair of a Hollywood star from the 50s and 60s, and a little black dress that perfectly frames her curves. Her figure is not exactly slender, but is full of sexy titillation.

 

This is a woman of seduction.

 

I'm afraid normal men would find it difficult to resist such charms.

 

Luckily, Xiao Lan has already stepped into the queue of the bent boys and is no longer a part of the beauty scene.

 

The moment she saw this woman, a few words flashed through Xiao Lan's mind -

 

"Black Dahlia".

 

This is how Raven describes a certain player in his book.

 

He had a different metaphor for each person he chose, the others Xiao Lan wasn't sure about, but this woman definitely deserved the sultry words.

 

At the same time he was alert.

 

To have escaped from the Raven's men, this woman was certainly no weakling.

 

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And she has a sense of calmness about her that Xiao Lan can only sense in a strong person like Qi Ning.

 

Almost as soon as the woman appeared, Long Shiren leapt up to her and called her "Sister Hua Yan".

 

The attitude was more flattering and the rhetoric more enthusiastic than his treatment of Xiao Lan.

 

In contrast, Xiao Lan is like a backup option.

 

And the woman just wore a bewildering smile and didn't say a word.

 

Looking at this image, and linking it to Long Shiren's earlier statement that he was brought in by a senior player.

 

Could it be her?

 

It turns out that Long Shiren didn't mean "he", but "she".

 

Looking at Long Shiren's eager attitude, Xiao Lan thought ...... this guy was obviously being screwed willingly, right?

 

This black widow type still dares to rush up, deserves to be played to death, big brother.

 

It's a pity that you can't kill a bent boy with sex.

 

On the other hand, Long Shiren is still chatting enthusiastically and unilaterally with a beautiful woman called Hua Yan, even shivering as he tries to put his coat on her.

 

Seemingly impatient, Hua Yan lifted his hand to stop him, "Go on, don't delay."

 

Her voice is not of the sweet type, a lazy smoky voice, but it unexpectedly matches her temperament.

 

As her words fell, Long Shiren, noisy as a duck, fell silent and stood meekly by.

 

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The beauty's eyes turned to Xiao Lan and the corner of her mouth curled up, "You want to come along? There's not much direction anyway, and you don't look like the kind of crazy person who likes to kill people."

 

Xiao Lan watches Hua Yan.

 

The woman smiled, but her limbs did not let down their guard.

 

Xiao Lan was not sure of the other woman's identity or whether she was safe.

 

If you walk separately, you may have to be wary of a sudden attack from the other side. It is better to walk together and keep the uncertain object in sight, so that it is easier to spot the other party's irregularities and to be alerted in time if there is a threat.

 

I'm afraid the other side had the same idea in mind.

 

So Xiao Lan nodded.

 

Three people, each with their own thoughts, walked together into the vast snowy plains.

 

The wind and snow, became even bigger.

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