Chapter 302 Way to the Top (9)

“This staircase should lead to the fourth floor… or somewhere else, anyway, it will take us forward.” Feng Bujue said with the flashlight, pointing upwards.

In front of the four is a spiral upward staircase. The staircase is made of stone, and its shape is very strange. Architecturally, this ladder is impossible to build because there are not enough support points. But considering that this is originally in a game, and the scenario is also very unscientific in setting, so no one cares about it…

“Well… footprints are indeed left on the steps.” Calm Speaker leaned over, looking at the steps.

“And there are only footprints going up…” Swan added.

Autumn Wind said: “Except the condition that they walked backwards… Scarecrow and Tin Woodman should have gone to the fourth floor and did not return.”

Feng Bujue said: “I walked the entire area. It is much larger than the two floors with lights downstairs. It is obviously a problem in space presumably. No lighting equipment is going to cover this fact.” He paused: “I think the guiding clue on this level is the scent. As long as the smell of the dead body is detected during the investigation, one of the two murder scenes can be found. Then, according to the blood footprints, you can find another scene and the stairs leading to the fourth floor.”

“That means… there are no other clues on this floor except these three locations?” Swan said.

“At least I think so. Of course… It’s ok to explore the middle area of ​​this floor in detail, but in this open environment without light, it takes a lot of time to do this, and there may not be gains,” Feng Bujue said. “At present, how many floors left, whether those floors have lighting equipment is unknown… It is more appropriate to save some power of the flashlight.”

“I don’t think there is a need for further investigation on this floor.” Autumn Wind said: “Feng Dude has already explored the surroundings. We have found these three locations that can form a complete information chain. If we want to explore again, we can only split with only two flashlights. And the efficiency of exploration is likely to be much slower than Feng Dude.”

“Indeed,” Calm Speaker followed.

Swan said, “No problem, but…” He looked up at the end of the spiral staircase, where a rectangular wooden door was embedded in the ceiling. “Who should push that wooden board? What if an axe is waiting there…”

“Just let Autumn Wind take the broom to open it up,” Feng Bujue said. “The axe will cut on the broom.”

“That’s some fucking wit…” Autumn Wind replied, somehow the word is not even censored. After he finished speaking, he looked helplessly up the stairs.

Feng Bujue shrugged and took a look at the other two teammates. The three did not speak, just smiled and followed the pace of Autumn Wind.

The distance of this staircase is not long. After a circle and a half, Autumn Wind approaches the height of the ceiling. He took the broom in his hand and pointed the stick up against the wooden door. Pushing it up hard, the plank creaked and opened.

Some light shone down and looked up through the wooden plank. The fourth floor seemed to be a high space. An arcuate wall is close by. Since the light is coming from the side, the player shall know what the light source is.

“Hey… The smell…” Autumn Wind stood in front of. When he opened the wooden board, he smelled a strange smell.

“It’s probably another corpse,” Feng Bujue stood behind him, replying in a calm tone.

“Is it okay for me to go up like this…” Autumn Wind said.

“It’s already a corpse. Nothing to be afraid of,” Feng Bujue said.

That’s not very true, though. Although most people in this world are afraid of dead bodies, many people think that living people are more terrible.

After taking a few deep breaths, Autumn Wind made a rush and went up. He knew that if there was an axe waiting to fall in the dead corner of his sight, sneaky would be more dangerous. It would be better for him to rush up and stand face to face on an equal angle.

Feng Bujue, who went after him, followed closely with a relaxed expression. Swan and Calm Speaker were blocked behind Jue Ge, and could only follow his slow rhythm.

After the four went up to the fourth floor, they finally saw the situation above the wooden door.

This is the interior of a windmill…

The surrounding walls are made of brick and wood and are surrounded by a circle. And that light… looks like sunlight, coming through the small window above the windmill.

As for that weird smell… it came from Scarecrow. On the sidewall of the windmill, four players found its corpse, its death was unprecedented.

A rusty spear pierced the brick wall from the outside of the windmill, which was inserted into Scarecrow standing inside the windmill. The scarecrow’s body was hanging like a sausage on the side of the wall.

As the witch’s brain was stuck in its straw head, and a spear just passed through its head, brains flowed onto Scarecrow.

“How should I roast about this…” Autumn Wind said watching the scene.

“Let’s what’s going on outside.” Feng Bujue was walking near the door of the windmill as he spoke, ready to push the door out.

The teammates didn’t stop him either, they just went out behind him.

Outside the windmill is a stage-like space.

The area of ​​the fourth floor is about the same as that of the first floor. The ceiling is more than ten meters high, but there are no supporting columns around it. On the ceiling, blue sky and white clouds are painted with oil paint. On the four walls in the distance, in addition to the same sky and clouds, green mountains and rivers are also painted.

At an angle between the ceiling and the two walls, there is a “sun” suspended by four steel wires. The diameter of this sun is about three meters. It seems to be made of paper, but somehow it’s indeed shining…. and the light it emits is no different from the real sunlight, it can make people feel a little warm when they are shining on them.

“This is just getting weirder…” Calm Speaker sighed.

Feng Bujue turned around the windmill and saw the truth about Scarecrow being killed. “Huh… I know it…”

The other three also looked over there and saw… the outside of the windmill, the spear that killed the scarecrow was still in the mid-air, but the “knight” who used the spear to strike had already died on the ground.

The deceased was wearing a standard set of medieval knight armour, and his head had been split with the helmet at this time. The wound on the neck was neat, it looked like another masterpiece of the axe.