Chapter 550: Repeating Wooden Houses

In such a strange place, a lonely wooden house, with lights on?

Is there a "person" inside? Or is Sanders inside?

Angell always felt something was wrong.

In the nightmare world, he naturally didn't dare to commit suicide. Who knows if there will be any traps or powerful monsters in this wooden house? Even if this wooden house does not belong to the "dangerous buildings" mentioned by Sanders, but think about it, he just entered the nightmare world and encountered an "accident" in mid-air. It can be seen that the information given by Sanders may not be accurate.

Things in the nightmare world cannot be inferred by common sense.

Therefore, no one can guarantee that this wooden house is safe.

But Angell still walked over. He would not commit suicide by entering the wooden house. But at least he wanted to see the situation inside through the window. What if it was Sanders who lit the light?

Angell floated towards the wooden house.

Landing silently in front of the window of the wooden house, Angel twisted his back as soon as he landed. When he was blown to the ground by the whirlwind, although he was not seriously injured because he was a soul, he was still knocked unconscious.

However, now is not the time to care about the pain. Angel set his eyes on the window of the wooden house.

With the light of the oil lamp burning inside, he could see a palm-sized flower pot placed in the inner window of the wooden house. The plant in the pot had dried up, but the vine climbing frame was still there.

Angel looked inside the wooden house through the climbing frame.

From his position, the only thing he could see was a table and the opposite wall.

There was only an oil lamp on the table, nothing else. But Angel saw a painting on the wooden wall.

To be precise, it was a Victorian-style oil painting.

When he saw the painting, he was puzzled.

It was not because of the content of the painting, but because the place where the painting appeared was too inappropriate. In a simple one-room wooden house, there was an oil painting framed with pure gold.

It was like a nobleman in a custom-made tuxedo standing among a group of farmers who had just finished working in the paddy fields.

At a glance, you can tell that the two are completely out of tune.

The content of the oil painting is a noble castle shrouded in moonlight at dusk.

Ingres carefully observed the content of the oil painting. He always felt that there seemed to be something strange in this painting. But as he observed it, he felt his scalp tingling and a shudder on his back.

This unexplained sense of horror made Ingres subconsciously retreat dozens of meters, and only when he was sure that the fog completely covered the wooden house did he settle down.

Originally, this diffuse fog was criticized by Ingres, but at this moment, he felt fortunate that there was fog.

Ingres turned around and decided to leave here temporarily.

Sanders should not be in that wooden house. Although he only saw one painting, the wooden house was very small. He could not see everything at a glance, but he could see most of the place. Unless Sanders was hiding in Angel's blind spot, this was obviously impossible.

When Angel was on the road again, he remembered what Sanders had told him before entering.

Check if the magic pattern leather scroll was brought into the nightmare world.

Angel reached into his arms and quickly took out a stack of magic pattern leather scrolls... But what made Angel feel strange was that this magic pattern leather scroll seemed to have no weight?

He had gravity veins and was extremely sensitive to the weight of objects. This stack of magic pattern leather scrolls looked the same as when he came in, but none of them had weight.

When Angel studied it carefully, he found that not only was there no weight, but the magic patterns on the magic pattern leather scrolls were also illusory. It can be said that these leather scrolls had no effect at all.

Could it be that he could not bring items into the nightmare world?

Angel set his eyes on the bracelet, but the bracelet was also illusory and had no actual weight.

Maybe everything on his body, except his soul, including his clothes, jewelry, and all external objects, are just fictitious things in the nightmare world?

That's not right. He clearly brought the holographic tablet into the nightmare world last time?

If he had known that the bracelet would also become fake, he should have carried the holographic tablet with him... Angel sighed in his heart. He made a mistake this time. Before entering the nightmare world, he put the holographic tablet in the bracelet. Now, it is impossible to test whether the holographic tablet can be used.

Angel shook his head and continued to move forward.

As a result, he saw the building again after a few steps, but... it was still the wooden house with a fire.

Did he lose his way in the fog just now and go the wrong way?

Angel ignored the wooden house and continued to move forward. At least he had to find the relatively safe houses that Sanders mentioned.

After a while, he passed through the vast fog.

For the third time, Angel met this lonely wooden house again.

However, Angel could still take it lightly the first two times, but this time he began to feel a little uneasy.

He still remembered what Sanders said before he entered, that the thick fog in Witch Town would lead you to different buildings, just avoid dangerous places, and then rely on the guidance of the fog to find a safe place.

But is this what is called guidance?

The probability of leading him to the same place three times in a row should not be high, right? Unless, this is not a probability, but a necessity.

This time, Angel still did not choose to approach the wooden house, but continued to go deeper into the fog. He wanted to verify whether it was really inevitable that the wooden house appeared in front of him three times in a row?

When Angel saw the wooden house for the fourth time, he finally stopped.

Undoubtedly, there was some kind of force pulling him here... Then he wanted to see who was behind it?

Angel did not retreat this time, walked into the hut decisively, and pushed open the unlocked wooden door.

As seen from the outside, this is a single room. You can almost see the situation inside at a glance. Apart from a bed, a table, a pot of withered flowers, a burning oil lamp and a painting, there is nothing else inside.

Angel walked in.

He checked and made sure there was no so-called "secret door". He finally stood in front of the painting.

When he saw the painting for the second time, Angel frowned again.

This painting... is still the castle under the moonlight.

However, it seemed a little different from the painting he saw just now? Angel thought about it carefully, "It seems like there are two trees missing from the edge? No... could it be that I forgot something?"

Unfortunately, Angel couldn't remember it, because when he stared at the painting for the first time, he felt it was a bit strange and didn't look at it carefully at all.

This time, he still felt his scalp numb as he looked at it. But he still read on.

But nothing happened.

Angel finally chose to leave.

This wooden house seems to be a mystery. It is always encountered, but there are no clues inside. It is so weird.

Angel stepped into the fog again.

He felt that he had already explored the wooden house just now, so he shouldn't be guided into the wooden house by the mist this time, right? Moreover, this time Angel also used his gravity veins and rushed out for almost dozens of miles in one breath.

Then he looked up.

The corner of his mouth grinned.

"It's you again, you're really haunting." Angel planned to continue walking away. At worst, he would risk rushing to the sky. He didn't believe that this wooden house could still make a home in the sky!

However, just when Angel turned around, he suddenly froze.

He stopped and walked to the door of the cabin with a suspicious look on his face. He discovered a detail. When he left just now, the wooden door was open... But now, the wooden door is closed?

Sanders said that almost everything in the nightmare world can be traced back to its original state. However, dead things retrace faster, living things retrace slower, and the higher the energy level, the slower they retrace.

But no matter how fast the backtracking is, the door won't be closed in just over ten seconds, right?

He had been in the cabin for several minutes without closing the door.

Could it be that the wooden house he encountered was not the same wooden house every time? In fact, the wooden houses that the mist led him to are different wooden houses?

Angel opened the door and looked at the situation inside: That's not right, it should be the same place as before. Regardless of the arrangement and position of the furniture, it was the same as what he had seen before.

There is only one place where anomalies may occur.

That oil painting!

Angel always felt that something was wrong with this oil painting. If there was any possibility of something abnormal happening, it would only be this oil painting!

Angel stood in front of the oil painting again. When he saw the content of the oil painting clearly, his eyes narrowed slightly: It was indeed so.

The content in the oil painting has changed.

Although the changes were subtle, Angel had carefully explored every detail of the painting before, so he still discovered the changed location.

The perspective of the entire painting has changed.

The viewing angle of the painting Angel saw just now was slightly farther away, but the viewing angle of this painting was one step closer. Originally, the edge of the painting should be two dense trees, but the lush leaves can still be seen, but the trunks that should appear are covered up, revealing a cluster of small white flowers.

In the painting that Angel saw just now, this cluster of small white flowers was very close to the edge of the frame, but it was not close to the edge.

Now, this little white flower actually fits on the edge of the picture frame.

Obviously, the perspective of the picture is closer.

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The thick fog seemed to be competing with Angel. No matter which direction Angel ran, the last place he appeared was the wooden house. Today, Angel has entered this wooden house ten times in a row.

As he surmised, the painting's perspective was getting closer and closer.

The castle, which was originally painted in the distance, gradually became closer and closer, and the castle began to enlarge.

Although nothing unusual has happened yet, Angel thought of a possibility.

Maybe... when the content in the picture reaches the gate of the castle, there may be changes.

In other words, this painting is like the fairy tale world that Angel accidentally entered when he first tested his talent. It contains a mysterious universe. Will he eventually enter the world in the painting?

Angel didn't know which guess was correct, maybe none of them were correct.

But he no longer wanted to continue looking at the content of the painting. This strange unknown made him shudder. This time, he planned to take the risk and fly upward.