Huaxia ahead, monsters are forbidden

Chapter 159 Who am I?
[Scene: Who am I? 】

[Level: Three Stars]

[Background: In a colorful city, everyone of all kinds is an independent individual. You all know who you are, really?
But why can't I find myself? Who am I? 】

In the picture, the face is a mess.

Why use the word mixed up?

That's because this face has three excessive colors of black, white and yellow. One part of the face is smiling, another part is crying, another part is mocking, and another part is angry. All kinds of emotions are all entangled in on this face.

It looks very inconsistent and awkward.

This expression should not appear on a person.

"Different expressions are displayed in different areas, and each piece is so clear that people can understand what expression it is at a glance. The designer's method is very clever."

Wang Hai walked up to him, shone it with a flashlight, and carefully observed every detail of his face.

"Although the workmanship is exquisite, traces of splicing can still be seen from the subtle places. It is estimated that after the template is designed, the content of each piece is carved separately, and then they are perfectly assembled together." Wang Hai nodded. "Such a design does have more visual impact than a seamless picture, or in other words, it has an extra awkward feeling."

"The background introduction is very simple. It's the same as not saying it, but combined with this face, you can imagine something."

According to the logo, the content of this scene is on the second floor, and the entrance is a flight of stairs.

Before leaving, Wang Hai patted the sculpture's face and felt the material.

Under the heavy oil paint, that face actually felt soft to the touch.

Wang Hai was slightly surprised, took a deep look at the portrait, turned around and walked up the stairs.

And at this time, perhaps because it hasn't been maintained for too long, the face that was originally put together slowly cracked.

When we came to the second floor, it looked like an apartment building. The surrounding walls were all made of cement, without plaster.

It is worth mentioning that the voice-activated lights here can still work, and the dim lights turn on according to Wang Hai's footsteps.

The corridor is very long, but not spacious. It looks like two people walking side by side. If three people walk together, they will be squeezed against the wall.

Now that there is lighting, Wang Hai also turned off his head-mounted miner's lamp. This thing can be used for two or three hours when it is fully charged. It has been used for more than half an hour just now, and I don't know how to use it later. How long, it's better to save some.

With the help of the light, he could see many strange characters written with paint pens on the surrounding ceilings, walls, and floors.

The handwriting of these characters is different, the language is different, and the colors and types of pigments used for writing are also different.

Through these words, it can be seen that they were not written by the same person, and they were definitely not written at the same time.

What Wang Hai can only recognize includes simplified and traditional Chinese, English, Italian, Japanese, Korean, and even those English characters that seem to have German, French, Russian and other languages.

After just a few glances, Wang Hai found more than seven languages.

In addition, the fonts and handwriting they write are very different, some are rough, some are elegant, some are majestic, and some are elegant. At first glance, it is not the handwriting of the same person.

"Based on the combination of fonts and languages, the characters on it must have been carved by at least dozens of people for many years, but the construction and closure of the park will only take a few years, unless there are dozens of workers who are proficient in several languages. , come here and paint a few strokes every few days, which will cause such a visual difference." Wang Hai thought while rubbing his chin.

"However, this possibility is really low. First of all, it is not easy to find so many people who are proficient in different languages, not to mention there are so many unpopular languages. As for the other possibility, it is even more incredible."

The words extend forward, covering all places. There is no decoration here, and these crazy words are the best decoration.

Every word, every word, every symbol, all revealed a kind of almost morbid madness.

It's hard to imagine those things in a normal person's head.

Not to mention the various brushwork, just conceiving these imaginative characters is a huge project.

After all, they are almost all coherent, and often you can find some diaries and other things, as well as some short stories.

If you want to read them all, you may get some inspiration, but it will undoubtedly take a long time. The first thing to do is to quickly find a mirror.

After all, midnight has arrived.

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It was the house number of the first door. There were some black marks on the original golden house number, which looked like it was burnt or some kind of sticky substance.

Wang Hai scraped it with a knife, and it could be scraped off, and it was in the shape of small pieces.

Opening the door, there was a small room of about ten square meters inside. It was simply decorated, but it was only scraped with white dust.

The furnishings in the house are also very simple, a single bed, a folding bed made of steel wire mesh, the wire has been somewhat dented, obviously it has been used for a long time, and its owner is still very important.

Next to the bed is a bedside table that is slightly shorter than the bed, and it looks very new, painted with bright red paint, which is very eye-catching.

Facing the end of the bed is a clothes hanger, which is actually a horizontal stick that can be used to hang clothes. Some cheap rental houses will use this as a wardrobe for tenants, and it can be regarded as a piece of furniture.

Looking to the right, it is a long table with a length of about 1.2 meters and a width of about [-] centimeters. It is also foldable. It looks like the folding table sold on Taobao. A common item in some bare-bones rental houses.

There are some decorations on the table, and there are a few empty bottles with English introductions printed on them.

"Shen xian shui?" Wang Hai spelled out in doubt.

The bottles are different in size and look like matching items. They look like cosmetics or something, but they are probably fakes.Because those English, only Chinese can understand.

"It seems that the owner of this room is a woman. This simple folding table is her dressing table. Since it is a dressing table." Wang Hai narrowed his eyes, and after scanning back and forth, his eyes locked on on the opposite wall.

Just forty centimeters above the table, there is a hole slightly thinner than the little finger, which looks like a nail hole.

"So, there should be a mirror here, or even fixed here, but was it removed later?"

Ordinarily, mirrors are not a rare item, and although they cannot be seen everywhere, there is no need for them to be so hard to find.

I found traces of the existence of the mirror, but it was obviously removed, and I don't know what the intention was.

"Looking at the traces, there should be a mirror here, and it has been hanging here for some time."

There are some shallow traces around the nail hole. If you look carefully, you can find that it is a rectangle with long sides and a narrow middle. The side near the lower side is the most obvious, and there is a little depressed groove.

This level of difference is basically caused by an object that has not moved for more than a year.

"Is it because of some special circumstances that I deliberately took away a long-standing prop? It shouldn't be a setting related to the plot."

Based on Wang Hai's many years of experience watching horror movies, domestic horror-themed movies will never let go of the mirror, which is a frequently used frightening point.

Its setting is very simple. Generally, when the characters look in the mirror, a shadow flashes, or they make completely different actions and expressions, and there may also be things like turning back and killing them. They are usually set in the bathroom. Dressing tables are also the only wide selection on this list.

If he is the owner of the haunted house, he will definitely make some fuss in the mirror. If the cost is higher, he will put a small projection device to make a ghost shadow.You can also use angles and lighting to reflect some patterns and the like, and it will have a good effect if you cooperate with the actors.

"The mission prompts me to find a mirror here, guess boxing with myself and win. But from a physical perspective, the mirror should only have the function of refracting light..." Wang Hai held his right elbow with his left hand, and The right hand is pinching the chin and rubbing it gently.

"The introduction is very simple, but it obviously violates the principles of physics if it is to be completed, and is the thing that is obviously a horror setting really successful? If the exclusion system is deliberately teasing my first choice, then this place is really The possibility of supernatural phenomena happening is very high.

However, does this kind of supernatural ability that violates natural phenomena really exist? "

It is necessary to understand Wang Hai's career information here.

His real occupation is actually a writer of supernatural novels, but most of his works are realistic suspense and thriller themes.

In order to gain some curious world views, he often goes to nursing homes to communicate with some patients.

Although there are many obstacles, but occasionally there will be some gains.

Except for more than [-]% of mania and unrealistic assumptions, a small part of them still have a very clear worldview structure. Although they are a bit curious, they can often justify themselves.

There are even some patients with careful thinking. In the process of communicating with them, you cannot refute their remarks that are obviously contrary to common sense. Sometimes even a sentence or a point of view of them will make you feel uncomfortable for a long time. Be skeptical of certain definitions.

Such patients are rare, but undoubtedly very dangerous.

Wang Hai once met a patient who believed that the world was a story written by him, and everything was under his control.

It sounds ridiculous, but in the process of talking to him, you can't overturn his point of view.

And he often makes some "predictions". Surprisingly, those predictions actually come true later.

The last time Wang Hai saw him was two weeks before he disappeared.

He said that his story writing collapsed, and his projection will disappear from this world soon, and this world has independent consciousness of its own, and will continue to exist in a certain way.

As a result, he disappeared two weeks later. The police could not even find any clues, and there was no information about him even in the surveillance.

From then on, this person seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Wang Hai also tried to add this plot into his previous works, but it achieved certain results, which made him live quite comfortably until the end of that book.

However, since most of his works are relatively mediocre, although there are some achievements, they are only at the same level as the migrant workers.You can't get rich, but you won't starve to death.

For a long time, Wang Hai has devoted himself to excavating some horror themes and strange news, including some very evil supernatural events uploaded on the Internet, and he has actually searched for them.

He hopes to use the supernatural events he personally experienced as a breakthrough to make a qualitative leap in his abilities. For this reason, he even spent the night alone in mass graves many times and sneaked into the morgue of the hospital.

But in these years, except for some imaginary conjectures, he has not even encountered a single supernatural event.This has also led to the fact that his book, from the beginning to the end, has never had the existence of so-called ghosts, and everything will be explained and explained from a scientific point of view.

This will undoubtedly have great limitations.

So, in general, although Wang Hai is a writer of supernatural novels by profession, he is a firm atheist.In his words, as long as you don't see it with your own eyes, all the talk about ghosts and monsters is empty talk.

"The system task should not be created out of nothing. Since the man in the mirror is a necessary condition for completing the task by guessing fists and winning, then the possibility of ghosts is very high.

"Unless, there is a holographic projection device here that can be faked and it can work normally. But this possibility is even lower than the probability of actually hitting a ghost."

It took a long time to say, but it took Wang Hai only half a minute to complete these thoughts.

The exploration of the room also came to an end, and he planned to see what was going on in the other rooms.

Although there is still one night, if I can complete the task earlier, I will feel more at ease earlier.

"This is!?" Wang Hai let out a sound of surprise.

The door was half-closed when he walked in. Then, perhaps due to the angle or the inertia of his movements, the door panel was now basically ajar and half-closed.

It was under such circumstances that he was able to see the most shocking thing he had explored in this house so far.

The door is made of solid wood with yellow paint on it. It looks like a product of the 80s and [-]s of the last century.

At the beginning of the 21st century, it was often used in places such as new classrooms, and it was a very common thing.

But on this ordinary door panel, there are many irregular scratches, most of them are long strips, composed of four parallel lines and one accompanying line, and the last parallel line is relatively shallow .

Around these scratches, there are many solidified red liquids.

Most of those traces were left less than half the height of the door panel. Wang Hai could imagine that a young single woman was trapped in this house alone, suffering abuse, and even screaming heart-breakingly to no avail.

Every day, dragging my exhausted body, I lie behind this door, leaning against it, scraping the wooden plank that blocks the civilized world with my nails.

On it, leave your last traces.

(End of this chapter)