" The house is empty, this is ... " Feng Bujue walked into the room .

This longhouse is indeed very dilapidated, built of brick and wood structure, the beams and columns in the house are all made of wood , the walls on all sides are covered with many cracks, and some places have traces of cement filling , it looks like the most I just made it recently . There is only one window in the house , about one meter wide , and it is the kind of fence , not a glass window. Above the window bars there is a crudeThe crossbar, on which the curtains hang . If the current wind direction is blowing from the window towards the house , the rain will definitely rush in directly through the wooden fence .

The house is divided into two rooms, separated by a door frame without a door panel. After entering the house , this room is considered a living room . It is only about ten square meters in size . The floor is made of wood , and there is a chest- high cabinet against the wall . There are three tatami mats next to the table .

The ceiling is relatively low, and in the center is a light bulb hanging from a wire, which is shining at the moment .

Feng Bujue walked to the next room and probed in to check . _ That room is narrower than the "living room". There is a mattress on the floor , which already takes up half of the space . There is also a wardrobe next to the door frame . There is no light in this back room , that is to say , , people who live here , when they go to bed , theyI have to go to the living room outside , turn off the light first , and then walk to the mattress in the back room in the dark and lie down .

Of course ... there is really no furniture in this room , and theoretically speaking, walking in the dark is not afraid of bumping into anything .

"It 's too arrogant ... " Feng Bujue closed the door , and said to himself : " It 's just that there is electricity and no water ... the toilets are all public . " I noticed that in the courtyard outside this row of long houses , there is a silhouette similar to a telephone booth , which is probably a simple toilet .

[ The current task is completed , the main task has been updated]

Before the butt was hot , the system prompt sounded , Feng Bujue opened the menu , and saw that the task [Go home ] had been ticked next to it , and the new task that appeared was : [ Stay in the house until dawn ]

" Huh?" Feng Bujue had an unhappy expression on his face : " Do you have to stay all night ? "

At this time, there was a violent storm outside the house, with lightning and thunder. Although the curtains were drawn, gusts of cold wind still crept in through the window grille , and the shadows behind the curtains were vague . I do n't know if it was the shadow of the branches moving with the wind , or something was wandering outside ...

Although there is electricity in this room , the only thing that uses electricity is a light bulb, not to mention the TV , there is not even a radio , even if Feng Bujue will not be tortured by fear , he will not be bored torment...

" I thought that the difficulty of nightmare means that the difficulty of combat becomes very huge ... " Feng Bujue came to the cabinet in the living room : "Is this the setting ... " He opened the cabinet sideways I opened the door and took a look . There was a hot water bottle, two teacups , and a teapot in the cabinet , all of which were placed on aOn a round wooden pallet .

Because everything is black and white , the colors of these things ca n’t be distinguished , he tried to carry them , but the thermos bottle was almost full , so he took them out and carried them to the dwarf . _ _ on the table .

Then he went back to the cupboard and found a small tea tube on the upper floor . The word " tea " was written on the tube , what other names , varieties , production dates None at all . _

"Well... Although it is a disaster , I found a temporary residence, but is it really possible to live like this ..." Feng Bujue said : "There is no running water , and if you want to go to the toilet , you can still get it ." Go outside ; if you want to take a bath , you must go to the public bathhouse; you don’t even have bowls and chopsticks for eating ... but even if you have ,There is no way to wash the dishes after eating in this house. " He first washed the teapot and cups with the water in the thermos , and then poured the water away . Then he opened the tube containing the tea leaves , grabbed a handful and put them in the teapot , and soaked a pot of unknown Drink , pour yourself a glass . _

Since the equipment in the clothing column cannot be changed in the script , that is , the clothes cannot be taken off, so Feng Bujue had to wring out the water from the clothes as much as possible , and then wear wet clothes and wait Let it dry naturally .

At this moment , he brewed a pot of hot tea and held it in his hands , at least to relieve the cold in his body .

" The information and clues given will be greatly reduced , and many FLAGs that trigger death will be set , and by the way , make a fuss to the extent of horror ... This is the tone of the difficulty of nightmares . " Feng Bujue said : " Some seemingly inadvertent choices may lead to disaster . " At this moment , he recalled the experience just now , only then _Some hindsight : " If I say the wrong thing , or show panic , I'm afraid the girl with a gap will give me a second . And that monster on the telegraph pole is also ... "

He looked up at the direction of the window , and it was still pouring rain outside : " It seems that there is no time and space limit, but if you really ignore the main task and go out to explore , maybe you will go to the street It will trigger any FLAG casually and cause death. From the perspective of the world view of this script , there must be a powerfulA certain degree of freedom can only be obtained with spiritual combat ability ... otherwise it would be hard to say . "

Taking another sip of hot tea, he murmured : "Be safe and follow the main line... I guess at most I will be frightened continuously, and I should n't be in a desperate situation in terms of fighting ." He put down his teacup , " But ... it's really boring , do you want me to sleep in the script ? By the way , there is not even a newspaper in this room ... "

"oh--"

Suddenly , a strange groan sounded . _

"Uh-uh-"

Immediately afterwards , there were two more beeps , dragging a long tone, which sounded like the voice of an old witch .

The sound came from the wall , that is , from the " neighbor 's " house .

" What kind of trouble is this ... " Feng Bujue turned his face to the other side and said , " It's windy and rainy ... are you dancing in the house ?"

Feng Bujue thought about it , this situation should be part of the main line , and he should react in some way .

" Hey - over there , are you okay ? " He yelled towards the wall .

Then , that voice stopped abruptly . _ _

"What's the matter ... hung up ? " Feng Bujue was originally sitting cross-legged on the floor , but when he heard the sudden silence from the other side , he propped himself up on the ground with his hands and knees , and moved as quietly as possible . Standing by the wall, prick up your ears, and lean against the wall to listen again .

Squeak——

It was the sound of the door , followed by footsteps . It sounded like the guy next door opened the door and walked out of the house .

" It can't be that you are going to knock on my door ." Feng Bujue moved behind the door of his own room , but from this side he could only hear the sound of wind and rain outside . He waited for a while , but the other party didn't come to knock on the door, and he did n't seem to come to his door at all ..

Anyway, Feng Bujue was n't afraid , so he planned to open the door to see what was going on with this neighbor . He stood up , holding the pipe wrench in one hand, slowly turning the doorknob with the other, slowly opening the door a gap , and peeping out from the house ...