Chapter 488 Who Would Write a Diary if They Were Serious?

After leaving the kitchen, Duanmu Huai and others came to the library on the right side of the second floor. It was also empty and looked very peaceful. Apart from the papers scattered on the table, there seemed to be nothing special about it.

"Okay, let's investigate here next."

"Hey? Do you want us to read all the books here?"

Upon hearing Duanmuhuai's order, Lorena was surprised, while Duanmuhuai rolled his eyes.

"Of course there is no need to go to such trouble... We just need to look for any records, such as diaries or handwritten notes. Of course, you can also look at the books placed here and judge from them whether the spirit of the owner here is Normal. Oh, if you encounter a cabinet or drawer that cannot be opened, just call me."

Although she didn't quite understand what Duanmu Huai meant, Lorena nodded obediently and went to search around. Duanmu Huai also came to the desk and opened the drawer. Then he rummaged through it a few times and found a diary... Well, no surprise.

It can be seen that the owner of this house is probably gone.

People who write diaries in this world either have problems and want to write their last words, or they have inner ghosts that they want to vent, or they plan to describe in detail some conspiracies and conspiracies in their diaries. After all, whoever writes a diary is a serious person. ah!

Sure enough, Duanmuhuai found some clues and records in the diary.

At the beginning, the diary only recorded some daily trivial matters. It can be seen that this distant relative of his loves art very much, especially paintings. He went digging everywhere to find the second Picasso... Therefore, he also spent a lot of effort to acquire A bunch of oil paintings.

It's pretty normal so far, no big deal.

However, when Duanmuhuai was turned to the middle, the contents inside became a little strange.

While attending an art exhibition, this distant relative overheard a group of artists discussing a man named "Cliff Pitt." He seemed to be a painter, but no one seemed to appreciate his paintings. According to these artists, the paintings made by the man named "Cliff Pitt" are morbid and frightening, and just looking at them make people feel indescribably ugly and uncomfortable.

Anyone else would have stopped hearing this rumor, but this distant relative was obviously different. He was keenly aware that the man named Cliff Pitt might be a talented painter. The reason why these artists cannot accept his works is because these artists are too conventional, which shows that the man named Cliff is probably a master who created his own genre!

If I can cooperate with him, then maybe I can really unearth a second Picasso!

Hmm... Picasso was probably going to jump out of the coffin board when he heard this.

All in all, after that, the distant relative became interested in the man named Cliff, and he also found out the other person's address, and then came to the man's residence. He met with him and revealed his identity, saying that he wanted to see Cliff's paintings. If possible, he would even hold an exhibition for him.

Cliff naturally welcomed the arrival of his distant relatives with great enthusiasm, and the distant relatives finally saw the "uncomfortable, full of curses and depravity, disgusting and ugly" paintings he had drawn.

And his feelings were fully revealed in his diary.

"I never thought that I would be able to see such a ridiculous and terrifying painting. Although I have always believed that painting is to show what the artist sees and thinks. But the thoughts in the mind of this man named Cliff are like hell. The devil in the abyss, his style of painting is extremely absurd and uninhibited, but it is surprisingly realistic. It looks like a creature that only exists in delusions, but it actually seems to exist in the real world. Looking at his paintings, I can feel the stench emitted by the monsters in the paintings, as well as the sound of their sharp nails rubbing against the stone slabs..."

Cliff's paintings greatly shocked his distant relatives, and indeed made him feel the "ugly and disgusting evil" described by those artists. If he ran away in turmoil because of this, then maybe this matter That's it for now.

It's a pity that this distant relative insists on being stubborn - although he does think these paintings are ugly and disgusting, it is no longer 1900, but 2000, in this era when non-mainstream music such as death rock and heavy metal are popular , this kind of novelty painting is more attractive and has hype value in the eyes of distant relatives.

It's like the boss of a music company. He may not necessarily appreciate those noisy death rock, but at least he knows that it can attract audiences and make money, and that's enough.

So he suppressed his inner discomfort, began to praise Cliff's paintings, and expressed his willingness to hold a special exhibition for his paintings to make him famous.

This made Cliff very excited and happy. He said that he was actually painting a series of themes, and his distant relative also promised to hold a painting exhibition for Cliff after the series of paintings was completed.

At this point, the matter came to an end. As an art dealer, the distant relative could not waste time on Cliff alone, so he sent a person to help Cliff and went home to start preparing for the exhibition. Preparatory work.

However, the matter did not end there, but became increasingly weird.

First, the clerk sent to Cliff by a distant relative only lasted less than a day before he ran back so scared that he "will never go to the residence of that blasphemous heretic again." The distant relative didn't care about this, after all, he also knew that the "power" of the other party's paintings was indeed not something that ordinary people could withstand.

So the distant relative sent a younger employee who seemed to get along well with Cliff to help Cliff.

This one is even more powerful, and there is no shadow at all.

So after Cliff called to tell him that his paintings were all completed, distant relatives had to make a trip in person to see what he had painted.

"I can't use words to describe what I saw, the appalling, blasphemous horror, and I still shudder when I think about it now. I can't believe it, why can any human being be able to draw that kind of shocking thing? Hateful, as if exuding mental stench of madness and deformity, I began to doubt for the first time whether my choice was correct. Maybe his colleagues were right, Cliff Pitt was indeed a madman and a devil. , a messenger from hell. He brought unspeakable spiritual curses and distortions to mankind through a picture... Maybe, I should change my mind..."

It was clear that the visit had shaken the distant relative so deeply that his handwriting became shaky. In the end, this distant relative did change his original idea. He planned to hold a small appreciation party in his mansion first, just like an internal preview before the official release of the movie, inviting his relatives and Friends came to see Cliff Pitt's paintings before deciding whether to hold a formal exhibition.

The diary ends here.

Now, Duanmu Huai also knew the reason why the other party held a banquet and invited her.

But... what kind of painting could scare that distant relative like this?

I have to say that Duanmuhuai is still a little curious.

"Lord Knight, what did you find?"

At this time, Lorena and the maid also finished their search, came to Duanmu Huai again, and asked curiously.

"Interesting stuff."

Facing the two of them, Duanmu Huai also smiled, and then told them the description in the diary. After listening to Duanmu Huai's words, Lorena also frowned.

"So, that man named Cliff Pitt is the culprit of all this?"

"So far, it's basically certain, but I would like to see what kind of things he drew that can scare people like this... Oh, what did you find?"

Facing Duanmuhuai's question, the maid shook her head, and Lorena spoke.

"I found some strange books in the bookcase..."

According to Lorena, most of these bookcases contain art books, but in the nearest bookcase, there are some things about myths and legends and introductions to demons...

Well, it seems that after reading what the man said, the distant relative also went to investigate some things.

"Let's go and see what the man named Cliff painted."

Duanmuhuai closed the diary and handed it to the maid.

"According to the diary, distant relatives transformed the entertainment room into a temporary painting exhibition hall, well, it's right next to it."

Walking out of the study, Duanmu Huai looked at the door on the other side of the corridor, which is the entertainment room. According to the diary, distant relatives transformed it into a small exhibition room, so as long as you go to the entertainment room, you should be able to see those What is it that scares the art dealer relatives out of their wits?

However, the moment Duanmuhuai walked out of the study, the lights in the entire corridor suddenly became much dimmer. At the same time, the shadows reflected by the furniture in the corridor seemed to come alive under the light. They kept twisting. The condensation formed a series of dark tentacles, which rushed towards Duanmuhuai and others. At this moment, the entire corridor began to twist and deform. The squirming wooden floor and the low jumping sound made people involuntarily think that this was not the death place of inorganic objects, but the internal organs of a living giant beast.

"snort!"

Faced with the sudden scene, Lorena couldn't help being startled and hurriedly stopped. The maid also assumed a fighting posture. Only Duanmu Huai glanced at the other party coldly, and then snorted coldly.

"roll!!!"

Following Duanmuhuai's roar, the next moment, the dark tentacles rushing toward them fled back faster than before, as if they were hit by some stormy waves, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The twisted and weird corridor returned to normal with Duanmu Huai's loud shout.

"Huh... Sir Knight, is this...?"

"Yes, be careful."

Duanmuhuai nodded to Lorena. In this world, simple monsters or curses are not very powerful in themselves. But the distortion and change of the world at any time and at any time is another matter. Especially when conducting investigations, perhaps because of these indescribable existences, the barrier between reality and nightmares becomes increasingly weak, which leads to players often facing similar situations when conducting investigations on site.

It was as if the whole world began to turn over, deform, and shape the other side of this world that you could not understand.

At this time, the reality anchor is very important...

This is also the biggest motivation for Duanmu Huai to participate in the joint mission. After all, the reaction of the subspace erosion is similar to this. A reality anchor is enough to isolate any conspiracy of those evil gods to influence reality through the subspace...

Then, Duanmu Huai walked through the corridor and came to the door of the entertainment room. At the same time, the black cat on his shoulder stared at the door and let out a low roar. Duanmu Huai also noticed the movement of the black cat, and then he suddenly pushed the door open and walked in!

"Bang!!"

The heavy wooden door was directly thrown away by Duanmu Huai, and it hit the wall heavily, making a harsh sound, and this sound also alarmed the monsters hiding in the entertainment room at this moment. They suddenly jumped up, widened their eyes in surprise, and looked at Duanmu Huai.

It's a ghoul again!

Looking at the three monsters in front of him, who were also wearing tattered clothes, with feet like cow hooves and dog heads, Duanmu Huai suddenly opened his eyes and stared at them. And they also looked at Duanmu Huai and others, opened their mouths and let out sharp and angry roars!

[The ghouls saw you! ]

[Looking directly at you made the ghouls feel incomparable pressure, their senses were distorted, and dominated by an unspeakable pain]

[Ghoul A conducted a fear assessment———assessment failed! ]

[It bit its lips tightly, restrained its trembling knees, and felt like an ant in front of you]

[Ghoul A lost 8 points of sanity! ]

[Ghoul A fell into a coma! ]

[Ghoul B conducted a fear assessment———assessment failed! ]

[It couldn't believe that there was such a terrifying existence in this world! ]

[Ghoul B lost 9 points of sanity]

[Ghoul B fell into a crazy state! ]

[Ghoul C conducted a fear assessment———assessment failed! 】

【Ghoul C can feel your breath of fear about to crush its soul】

【Ghoul C loses 8 points of sanity】

【Ghoul C is struggling to get rid of this terrible situation, it can't launch an attack! 】

MMP, you are itching for this broken system, right!!

Looking at the system prompt that "can't wait" to pop up in front of him, Duanmu Huai's face turned black, but now is not the time to complain, he rushed forward and gave an order at the same time.

"Let's go together!"

As soon as the voice fell, Duanmu Huai rushed away the tables, chairs and sofas in front of him, rushed directly to the crazy ghoul, grabbed its head, and then Duanmu Huai roared, and his thick fingers suddenly pierced into the ghoul's head like a hammer, and then Duanmu Huai grabbed the head of ghoul B like holding a bowling ball, and smashed it directly at another ghoul squatting on the floor and trembling!

"Bang!!!"

As Duanmu Huai punched down, the heads of the two ghouls collided with each other, merged into one, and turned into a pile of bloody meat paste. On the other side, Lorena also ran over with the Holy Book tightly in her hand, raised it high at the unconscious ghoul on the ground, and then slapped it hard.

Puff!

With a light sound, the ghoul was completely purified by Lorena.

"Huh... OK."

After dealing with the three ghouls, Duanmu Huai stood up, shook the blood stains on his fist, and looked around.

"Let's see... how disgusting the painting drawn by the man named Cliff is."