Chapter 390: Strange Paintings on the Wall

"Are there any other rules?"

Cheng Jie also walked to Tao Xueqing's side and read the content on the guide sign with her.

"Welcome to the Amazing Wax Museum, which is the intersection of real dreams and absurd reality. This museum is dedicated to providing you with an excellent audio-visual experience. I hope you can enjoy every minute in the museum..."

Tao Xueqing pressed her finger on the engraved area while reading the text above.

"The visiting hours of this museum are from 8:00 am to 12:00 pm. No visitors will be allowed to move around in the museum after closing. Please arrange your time and leave as soon as possible before closing.

There are four exhibition halls in this museum. The first floor is the fog and mirror exhibition hall, and the second floor is the sand and light exhibition hall. The fifth exhibition hall is still under preparation. For your safety, please stay away from this exhibition hall.

There are currently no guides or tour guides in this museum. You can go to the self-service guide desk on the first floor to get the tour guide machine with your ticket. Key 0 is a female voice explanation, and key 1 is a male voice explanation. Please do not touch it at will. He button to avoid danger.

Before visiting this museum, you may have heard various rumors about this museum. For example, "the exhibits in the museum have souls" and "wax figures harm people". This museum solemnly declares that all wax figures in the museum are man-made works of art and will not cause any harm to tourists as long as you can strictly abide by the visiting rules.

Because this museum is a micro-horror theme, it is not recommended for tourists with high blood pressure, heart disease, and serious psychological disorders to visit. This is for your personal safety and the order of the exhibition hall. Please understand. "

Tao Xueqing read here.

"That's all. "

She looked at Cheng Jie.

Cheng Jie nodded.

"There seems to be no text pointing to the boss in the rules. It may be a time-based copy. As long as you hold on until midnight, you will successfully pass the level.

Four exhibition halls are open for activities, and the fifth is a prohibited area.

We will go to get the interpreter later. This should be a key prop.

There must be something wrong with the wax figure, no matter how the rules cover it up.

Micro-horror theme... Do you have diseases such as high blood pressure?"

Cheng Jie suddenly raised his voice to ask the others if they were sick. Gao Ziyao and Gao Zihuan looked up at the same time even though they were not standing together.

"I'm not sick, Captain Cheng."

"Me too. What about you, Captain Cheng?"

"..."

Cheng Jie ignored them because he still had to find Zheng Xun.

Where is the person? !

Sure enough, he ran away without being controlled.

Cheng Jie saw Tao Xueji. The boy stood at the door with his hand on the door handle.

"What's wrong, Xueji?"

He walked over and asked.

Tao Xueji held the half-meter-long handle with one hand and pulled it inward with force.

The door was still closed.

"Brother Cheng, the door is locked from the outside."

Tao Xueji said.

"Yeah, I think it will be like this."

Cheng Jie asked Tao Xueji to keep up and not fall behind. The two were going to Tao Xueqing's side.

At this time, Cheng Jie caught a glimpse of a face painted with oil paint flashing in the corner.

He turned his head, but only saw thick velvet curtains.

Cheng Jie frowned and asked Tao Xueji to wait there, and he walked over alone.

The curtains were brown and very textured, but they were stained with a thin layer of dust. Cheng Jie reached out and grabbed one side of the curtains and pulled it open.

A clown's head suddenly popped out!

The clown wore a funny red and blue hat, his eyeballs bulged, and there was colorful paint around his eyes. His mouth was wide open, revealing pale and sharp teeth.

Its eyeballs moved, perhaps Cheng Jie accidentally touched it when he pulled the curtains open.

"Is this... a lottery machine?"

Tao Xueji was not afraid, but came over curiously.

"It's hidden here," Cheng Jie was a little speechless, "I wonder why I didn't see this thing when I entered the door."

Tao Xueji was also puzzled. According to common sense, the lottery machine to confirm the difficulty of the dungeon should appear before the dungeon officially starts.

Could it be that it ran here by itself?

And this kind of machine with patterns is also rare...

Questions in Tao Xueji's mind jumped one after another, and Cheng Jie was ready to draw lots at this time.

The joystick is the clown's nose. He held the hand lever and shook it clockwise, and the clown's eyes also turned with it, and he also made a creepy giggle.

This laughter also attracted Tao Xueqing who was not far away. She turned back while taking pictures to record the rules.

"Xueji, what are you busy with?"

"Drawing lots."

Tao Xueji replied to his sister from a distance, and moved aside a little so that she could see.

When Cheng Jie started shaking, he was startled by the sudden weird cry of this ugly thing.

Then he showed a disgusted expression and shook the hand lever quickly.

After the cylindrical roller started to rotate, Cheng Jie let go and waited for the moment when it stopped.

Cluck, cluck, cluck——

The clown's sharp laughter echoed in the empty first-floor hall.

Boom.

Finally, the first ball rolled from its mouth into the iron plate.

Cheng Jie stretched out his index finger and flicked it, S.

It was really not surprising at all.

After two seconds, another round ball was spit out.

S.

…

Cheng Jie waited for half a minute, but he didn't wait for the third ball to fall out.

"Well, I'm lucky to be in the dungeon with someone and not be on 3S."

He complained with a twist of his mouth.

At this moment, "someone" did not come to shake the number with them, but walked in a dark and narrow corridor.

In front of him were the straight-haired and curly-haired players of the Youxin Guild.

Curly was followed by Zheng Xun halfway, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and glared at him.

"How long are you going to follow us?"

Zheng Xun showed an innocent look.

"What's wrong? I'm going my own way."

"The exhibition hall is so big, you can go anywhere else?"

"The exhibition hall is so big, I have to go here, can't I?"

"..."

The curly contestant was choked and speechless.

Seeing this, Shunmao reached out and patted his companion's shoulder, signaling him not to get entangled with Zheng Xun.

Zheng Xun actually had no interest in the two of them, and would not be dissatisfied with them for making things difficult for him on the first floor of the White Tower.

He just suddenly doubted the real intentions of the two after entering the wax museum.

Disgusting him is one thing, but could they have other purposes for entering this copy?

That's why Zheng Xun followed them closely.

Sure enough, after the two came in from the main entrance of the wax museum, they were sneaky and alert.

The first floor of this wax museum was full of heavy curtains. They came to one of the curtains and got in one after another.

Zheng Xun, who was staring at the two, followed quietly without telling Mingque's friends.

...Then, it was the current scene.

Zheng Xun had no impression of this corridor. Because it did not lead directly to the exhibition hall, Zheng Xun did not pay attention to it during the simulation.

Although the wax museum was not as big as the Seventh Hospital and had only two floors, there were many secret passages and mechanisms inside. Zheng Xun could not experience them one by one to save time.

Now he followed the two people from the Youxin Guild, remembering the way as he walked.

On one side of the corridor was a floor-to-ceiling window, which was also blocked by curtains, and on the other side was a corridor, where you could see an oil painting every few steps.

The paintings were all young men and women in court costumes. Zheng Xun observed them for a few times with the help of the light from the bracelet, and always felt that something was strange.

After he walked a dozen steps, he finally understood what was strange.

The people in these paintings... were completely symmetrical.