Pandora's Box has been refreshed for you with the item: Reaction Bottle.
[Effect: After the reaction fails, the reaction vial loses its ability to kill the strange creatures. However, its aura still lingers, making many strange creatures fear it. Using it might have surprising effects.]
Through each random refresh of Pandora's Box, Jiang Ran discovered that the interval between two refreshes was different. Sometimes it was more than an hour, and sometimes it was less than 50 minutes. As for whether the next refresh would be faster or slower, that was uncertain.
But one thing is certain: the interval between two refreshes will not be too long or too short. For example, it's impossible for it to refresh every ten minutes, or for it not to refresh for three hours.
"A reaction vial? Looks like a good thing."
Jiang Ran weighed the bottle in his hand, handed the candle to Gwen, and held the pistol in his right hand and the bottle in his left.
Gwen turned around, pinched her nose, and took a half-step back: "That bottle of yours gives me a very bad feeling..."
"Don't worry, it's just a bluff." Jiang Ran shook the bottle, and Gwen subconsciously took a step back. "But, sometimes it's surprisingly useful."
Following the corridor, Jiang Ran pushed open the door to the largest room on the first floor.
This place seems to be a study, but it also seems to be more than just a study.
Besides the bookshelves filled with dusty books, the most eye-catching thing in the room is a two-meter-high floor painting on the wall. The painting is exactly the same as the immortal paintings we saw before, except that the pupils in this painting are much wider!
"Look again! Look again and I'll cut your eyeballs out!"
Gwen brandished scissors at the portrait to cheer herself up!
Jiang Ran walked to the bookshelf and picked up a book at random.
"These cult texts again. It seems the owner of this house is a devout follower of a cult."
The descriptions of the appearance of their church's god, the "Ascension Man," in these books are exactly the same as the portraits on the wall!
Considering the portrait in the main hall and this separate cult room, the person most deeply poisoned by the cult in the entire mansion is probably the head of the household! It's even possible that everyone in the mansion is a follower of this "Ascension to Immortality Cult"!
Was the entire village wiped out really just because of the plague?
As Jiang Ran was thinking, he suddenly felt an arm put on his shoulder!
"What is that?!"
Jiang Ran turned around and saw a pale white arm extending from the portrait, with nails five times longer than those of an ordinary person. This ghostly thing appeared as if it had suddenly appeared. Just as it was about to squeeze further, Gwen grabbed a pair of scissors and swiftly cut it in half!
Dark purple blood splattered all over the ground!
The severed arm on the ground was still twitching, but Gwen slashed it again with the scissors and finally calmed it down!
"I am... an immortal! Those of you who disrespect immortals... will surely be punished by heaven!"
Jiang Ran ripped the portrait off the wall and stomped one foot on the ground: "I don't care what kind of old immortal you are. As long as you're still a strange creature, if you keep jumping around in front of me, I'll see if I don't break you down!"
Then, a fire completely kicked Deng Xianren out of the chat room!
That arm might not be able to kill at all. It should be said that most of the "beings" here do not have the ability to kill. They are only responsible for creating fear. The ones who reap lives are others.
“It seems there are no other clues in this room.” Jiang Ran shook his head. The book he took from the altar felt no different from the books in the room, but out of caution, he still took a book from the room and put it in his pocket.
Gwen's lips twitched as she looked at his bulging pockets.
"Are all guys' pockets this magical?"
"Perhaps... so it is."
Jiang Ran searched the building thoroughly, but found nothing that could be considered a useful clue.
In the end, only the upper attic remained.
Jiang Ran opened the hidden door leading to the attic, and a red carpet wrapped around something immediately rolled down. Jiang Ran dodged to the side, and the red carpet rolled down the stairs, revealing a mangled corpse inside!
It appeared to be an old man, his body covered with deep and shallow knife wounds, his face slashed so badly that his features were obscured.
Rule Fifteen: There cannot be any corpses in the courtyard.
Clearly, this rule is wrong, but the presence of a corpse must mean that there are unknown dangers in the attic!
Jiang Ran stepped onto the wooden stairs and entered the attic, with Gwen following closely behind.
The walls of the attic were randomly carved with knife marks, sometimes dense and sometimes sparse, with all sorts of useless things piled up together. Jiang Ran couldn't even see the whole attic at a glance.
"hehe......"
A faint yet eerie female laugh rang out. Jiang Ran turned his head warily, but saw nothing.
"hehe......"
This time, Jiang Ran didn't turn her head, but vaguely saw a white shadow through the reflection in the window.
"hehe......"
Jiang Ran moved the cabinet blocking her way and confirmed that there was nothing useful deep inside the attic.
He turned his head abruptly, and there was a ghostly face plastered on his face!
"Ha ha!"
Jiang Ran pushed the little girl away without expression.
"Have you had enough fun?"
"Huh? Why didn't you say anything at all!"
The little girl stopped making faces and rested her chin on her hand with a look of disappointment.
“When I used to play the ghost game, Brother Xu would always be very surprised.” The little girl squatted down again, looking a little forlorn. “Speaking of which… I haven’t seen Brother Xu in a long time.”
From Jiang Ran's perspective, the little girl had a huge wound on her chest, running from her front to her back, with blood blooming like a bright flower on her pure white dress.
She wasn't playing any "ghost game"! She just wasn't aware of it!
[Rule Sixteen: If you witness something that should be invisible, do not act rashly, do not lose your composure, and do not leave. Most importantly, never let this being know that you are "dead."]
"Little sister, what's your name?"
“Name? I don’t have such a thing.” The little girl shook her head. “Except for Brother Xu and the others, everyone else calls me ‘troublemaker,’ and Uncle Ren calls me ‘sacrifice.’”
She stood up again and happily circled around Jiang Ran.
"Who are you? Nobody's been here in ages! Can you play with me?"
The little girl reached her right hand into Jiang Ran's pocket and pulled out the photo that Jiang Ran had taken from the scarecrow as if it were out of thin air.
"Hey—big brother, how come you have photos of Xu Ying and Xu Zi?"
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